new strap on being worn over lacy black knickers. Shown from waist to knee with legs in a power stance. One hand resting on a thigh, the other supporting the rubber cock in the harness.

My New Strap On

new strap on being worn over lacy black knickers. Shown from waist to knee with legs in a power stance. One hand resting on a thigh, the other supporting the rubber cock in the harness.

You might remember from last week that I’d been set the task of edging four times each day for two weeks? In that list of tasks he’d also requested I test out my new strap on. No problem, I thought. I know just the lady. And if I’m using it on her I won’t be stimulating myself so win:win. Right? I wonder… I called up my friend, Pink.

I’d met her earlier in the year and we’d hit it off, becoming regular play mates.

While Sir sets the tasks, he also gives me flexibility to create my own sexually satisfying scenes, ones that work for myself and those I play with. My suggestion to her was that I come and tie her up, paddle her and then fuck her with the brand spanking new strap on, all the while forcing orgasms out of her with my wand. Welllll, there wasn’t a moment’s hesitation before she enthusiastically agreed. We both knew that I wouldn’t be able to orgasm, but neither of us thought that would even come up. I wouldn’t be stimulating myself, this scene was all about her.

It turns out, I couldn’t have been more wrong. And hindsight suggests that Sir knew how physically challenging this would be for me.

You see, this wasn’t just my new strap on, it was my first!

I arrived at Pink’s late morning, and we chatted over a cup of tea. The tension building as we drained our mugs I was soon emptying my toy bag onto her bed. Showing her the ropes I’d brought, the impact toys and, most importantly, my new strap on. Inserting my dildo into the silicon o-ring we laughed so hard. Without a man there for comparison I couldn’t figure out if I’d inserted my cock the right way. We both agreed, through the giggles, that I needed to see it in place before I’d figure that out. Which meant a more technical approach needed to happen.

I’m not sure why I’d not practised in advance, or learnt how to set up straps on the harness. Perhaps it was my desire for humiliation kicking in? Eventually I figured out how to get the strap on on, whoop whoop! As I stood in her flat I suddenly felt more in control, an insight into the mind of Sir.

I asked Pink to kneel down, worship my cock.

Partly to give me a moment to check out the positioning of the strap on and my dildo, but also to allow me to catch my breath. I was stepping into new territory here. This would be Pink’s first time being tied, and my first time in a long time using impact toys. Plus, that surge of dominance top energy was unnerving.

Once I’d composed myself I got her comfortable on the bed, wand pressed at her apex in her hands while I tied a simple double column tie on each leg. Binding each leg thigh to shin. With her thoroughly prepared I helped her onto her hands and knees and started making her ass blush. With her pleasure now leaking from between swollen lips onto the head of the Doxy she was still being asked to hold in place I decided it was time to change things up a little.

Not wishing to take a chance with the vibrations I removed the wand from her grasp.

Switching it off as I lay it down on the bed beside her, I crawled up the bed behind her. Noting, as I tested the waters, that she was more than ready to receive a thorough going over. Which is what I aimed to give her.

Positioning myself at her entrance I slid into her, pausing at her groan to check I hadn’t gone to deep or hurt her in any way. Assured that it felt good, I carried on. The view, I’d honestly never seen anything like it. Not only did I have a cock, but I was using it on a beautiful pussy. Watching myself (by extension) slide in and out of her hungry lips was beyond erotic, but hearing the moans escape her mouth and the rising scent of our lust mingling in my nostrils…

It took me by surprise, that spike in pleasure.

With each thrust into her the pressure had been building in my own clitoris. I felt the glowing heat swell within me and pulled out just in time to prevent myself falling off the edge of the cliff.

Hissing through gritted teeth my strained “no, no, no, no, no” was met by her desperate cry of “What did you do that for?” Both of us desperately close to our own release, but with me unable to provide it for either of us in that moment. This was followed shortly after by us both collapsing into laughter at the humour of it all. But the realisation that this new addition to my kit had such unexpected power over me was a joy. And as we cooled off with a drink and some snacks neither of us could stop trembling from missed release.

In the days that followed I began to wonder if Sir had known my body would respond in such a way, it is highly likely he had. The timing of his request- in an edging fortnight- made me think he would be amused as my realisation unfolded. Over the years that have followed I’ve come to see this is a regular reaction to using a strap on, resulting in me reaching exciting heights.

Even thinking about it now, my clit remembers…

Discussing memories with Sir last year, he shared that this scene (from May 2018) showed him how much confidence I’d gained in my sexuality and body, and how much I had grown into myself. It was nice to learn that he’d seen what I felt.

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The header image for My New Strap On isn’t taken from the day in question. It was taken a couple of years later and shared for the post Sinfully Stereotyped. Edited for this post in order to be suitable for Monochromerotic.

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17 comments

  1. I enjoyed reading this for the sexy part of it, but more so for the psychological part of wearing a strap on and using it, and the powerful feelings it gave you. Thanks for sharing, N!
    ~ Marie xox

  2. First of all…that is a thing of pure beauty right there! I love how you described the view…seeing the cock that was attached to you, sliding in and out of her. Second…how my goodness…talk about edging one’s self! I imagine that first orgasm you had after this session was particularly powerful. Thank you for sharing this, barefoot sub. You have given me a whole new set of fantasies! XOXO

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