Kiara and Gracie with terrific measures – 01

“Look, Bren, ain’t none of my business, but if she’s that fucked in the head, how you planning on getting her into the sack? I’ve bedded a few happily married women, but it’s a damned frustrating deal getting them to lose their panties.”

“She’s going to lose them whether she likes it or not.”

“Ooooo-Kay. I take it you aren’t taking no for an answer.”

“Damned skippy, I’m not.”

“All right, well, let’s see about some restraints then. You got a stick?”

“No.”

“Well, we got some good harnesses,” Dana said, leading Kiara over to one wall.

The tall butch selected a box and handed it to Kiara, who examined it curiously.

“How do you use it?”

“Self explanatory, no more difficult than putting on a pair of pants. It’ll handle most any cock you choose.”

As she spoke, Dana indicated a huge and bewildering array of dildos on the racks along the wall.

“Jesus H. Christ,” Kiara whispered.

“Don’t let the selection intimidate you. A dick’s a dick’s a dick. Choosing one is all about knowing what you want to do with it. Once you’re clear on that, it practically picks itself,” Dana said with an encouraging squeeze of Kiara’s shoulder.

“I see.”

“Just tell me what you want babe, I’m here to help.”

Kiara thought about it for a few moments.

“I’ve gotta rock her world, Dee. She’s gotta cum like she’s never cum before, and she’s gotta end up liking it.”

“Petite girl? Big Girl? What?”

“Petite. Really petite.”

“Experienced?”

“No. Not really.”

Dana went to the rack and grabbed a monster dildo. Even Kiara, who was used to Freby’s horse dick balked.

“Most have funny names, puns and the like, or are modeled on porn stars. But this one, they just call it the Bitch Tamer. If you’re dead set on fucking up her world view, this is the one you want.”

“I don’t think she can take that,” Kiara said, hefting the thick and heavy dildo.

“Bullshit, Bren. Get her hot enough and she’ll be begging for it. Unless you plan on some ass fucking, that’s my recommendation.”

“Hadn’t thought about any ass fucking, but it might be just what she needs,” Kiara said, still awed by the huge dildo.

Dana laughed and moved down the row, she came back with a long, thin and strangely shaped cock in clear latex. While she was away, Kiara considered the big dildo. It just looked too ridiculously large, but she decided she would trust Dana’s judgment. She would only have one shot at this and it would be a shame to fail because she wasn’t hung well enough.

“This will do for her backdoor. It was designed by a flaming queen of a doctor. It’s scientifically contoured to give the most pleasure without doing any damage, so you can tear her up and not have to be worried about it.” “All right. Dee?”

“Yeah?”

Kiara held up the Bitch Tamer and smiled.

“Does it come in black?”

Despite her detour, Kiara made it to Gracie’s place with fifteen minutes to spare. She shouldered her overnight bag, but left the special bag on the car seat. She still wasn’t sure she was going to go through with it, but she was prepared to take drastic action if discussion failed.

She knocked on the door and Gracie answered.

“Hey, Babe,” Kiara said, barging in and giving her a peck on the cheek.

“Hey,” her friend replied.

Kiara deposited her overnight bag on the sofa and hurried upstairs. She locked herself in the couple’s bathroom and quickly scanned the medicine cabinet. When she had satisfied herself neither was using a rescue inhaler or taking anything more dangerous than aspirin, she relieved herself and went back downstairs. She smiled at Gracie and moved to the bar.

“So what’s the plan?” Kiara asked as she fixed herself a rum and coke.

“I don’t know. I can’t get my mother on the phone to make sure the baby is all right and Brian hasn’t called. I swear, I’m starting to think he’s having an affair.”