0 comments/ 28301 views/ 3 favorites How I Became a Sex Toy By: GypsyLennon I was sixteen when I met Shayne, he was twenty-one. He went to school with my older brother, they were both geniuses. Or so I was told by them, and mom, but she was biased. I didn't know about the whole genius claim, but I did know that Shayne was way fucking hot! Dirty blond hair, blue-blue eyes, tall, broad shouldered. When Shayne first met me, I was still in that awkward stage, where I had developed a little, it was not to the extent that some other girls were. So I knew Shayne wouldn't think much to much of me, if anything at all. A few months later, I was shipped back to Boston to stay with my dad. Alright, so I've never known my parents to be together. They split when I was still in the womb. Neither of them really talked about the divorce, or about what life was like when they were married. And I've only been able to coax it out of Brendan once, and he was pretty far gone when he did talk about it. So I don't know what's true, and what's just the booze talking. He wasn't a drunkard or anything mind you, but this was when he was still early into his college career, and I believe he was just trying to work through his own demons about him and dad. You see as far back as I could remember he didn't much get along with dad. Yet again, I don't really know the reasons why. Anyways, so the deal mom and dad made was that both us kids would spend three years with mom in California, and a three years with dad in Boston. (Brendan stopped going to dad's when he was 14, said he no longer wanted to go out to Boston. I didn't mind at all, I kind of like the change of scene.) I was 18 years old by the time I had gotten back to California, and in desperate need of a tan! But other than that, I had filled in nicely. My tits were now a nice round, firm 36 C, I had nice smooth waist, not a washboard or whatever, but relatively flat. Which was met by a nice tight, round ass, that fell into long legs, which then hit the floor. My hair was long and wavy, and my green eyes sparkled. Brendan was supposed to come get me at the air port, but his wife went into labor that morning, so Shayne came instead. I didn't mind, as long as I didn't have to take a cab. I hate getting into someone's car that I don't know, something about riding with strangers... When I walked out to where the cars would sit and wait, or drive by, I saw him standing there leaned against his car, reading some science magazine, he didn't even notice me until I was almost on top of him. I don't believe he recognized me at first, because he kind of did a double take. As I got close I threw my arms out to him, and gave him a hug. "Shayne!!" I said as I made sure to press my tits firm against his chest. "Charlie? Is that you under there?" My brother had started calling me "Charlie" when I was just a little girl. He wanted mom to have another boy. So, he was going to call me "Charlie" no matter what. "Excuse me, but the name is Candice." I said with a sly grin. "Well, alright, Miss. Candice, all growned up." He said mocking me. I gave him a playful shove on the arm, and giggled. He laughed and said; "Here, let me help you with your things. Than where too?" "The mall if you don't mind." "You just got off an airplane after flying all day, and you want to go to the mall?" He said. "Well, yeah. I save one third of all my pay-checks and allowance just so I have some cash to go shopping when I get back to the west cost. It's kind of like tradition. When we were kids, so that we wouldn't have to pack our whole lives up every three years, mom and dad just have it set up so that we both had everything we needed where we were at any and all times. And when we got to which ever house we were going to, the first thing we'd do is go shopping, in case there was anything new we just really needed or wanted. I have a lot of duplicates." I said with a smile. "I bet." He said as he started up his car. "So, off to the mall. This girl on the plane had a really cute pair of shoes, and she said she got them at Jazz, in the mall, so I'm going to buy a pair, and some clothes. I'm do for bras and the such anyways." I said, seeing what kind of reaction I would get. "Yeah, my girlfriend's always getting those damn things. I keep telling her they just get in my way, and that I'd like it if she would just stop buying them. But she never listens." He said, not even once taking his eyes off the road. "Oh, well yeah, every six months, you need, or at least really should get new ones. Same with panties." I said mildly defeated by his 'lack-of-interest' response. "Well, if it will make the chore any more bearable, I'll sit still for you to model all the bras and panties you want." He said with a smirk on his face, knowing he had won that round of cat and mouse. "Only if you are a very good boy." I said teasingly back to him. By now we had pulled up to the mall, and he was busy searching for a decent parking spot. Once he found the one he likes, he parked the car, turned it off, and whispered into my ear; "Oh, I can be a very, very good boy Candice. But I think you'd like me a lot better if I were a naughty boy." And he got out of the car. By now I was fairly wet, and I was surprised you couldn't see my hard nipples through my bra and shirt. It was all I could do but get flushed with the excitement. I managed to get out of the car, and run my fingers through my hair, to try to distract myself from wanting to tell him that I would love to know the naughty side of him... We must have spent two hours at the mall, before we even got to the second floor. And Shayne had remained "good" up until we got into the elevator. He stepped in first, and I followed, pressing the button to go up. As soon as the doors were shut, he twisted me around to face him, pulled me to him so close that I had to straddle him, given how he was leaned against the glass. So close that I could feel his erection through his pants, and he forced my mouth open with his tongue, and caressed my right breast with his left hand. I melted right there, and moaned over his tongue. When we began to stop on the second floor, he broke the kiss, and let his left hand guide my ear to his lips, and as the door opened, he whispered; "See, I told you, you would like it better when I was naughty." And he spun me back around to face the mall, and told me very clearly, coolly, calmly, and a little sternly; "Now, let's go look at bar's and panties. You've kept me waiting long enough." His authoritative tone, shocked me a little bit at first. Even scared me a tiny bit. But it also made me weak in the knees, and I really wanted to obey him because it turned me on. And that scared me even more... But with his arm around my waist, and mine around his, he lead me to Fredrick's of Hollywood. And as we looked around, he whispered; "I'll buy you anything you want in this store, out of my own pocket, but I get to pick a few pairs out for you, and you'll have to wear one of them whenever I might be around you. Even if I have no intention to have you. Understood?" All I could do was nod my head. "Very good." He said, as he kissed me deeply again. I picked out six bras, and panties that matched each of them. He added teddies, thongs, lingerie, and stalkings with guarders. In all different colors, some with lace, some without. He even bought one red pleather one. And each one I was made to model for him. And he would have me turn around a few times, and bend this way, and that way. Bend forward, and then stick my ass up in the air. And with each one he would give either an approving "yummmm", or a disapproving grunt. We stopped in one more store after Fredrick's, and he told me I was to either get a short black dress, or a short black skirt, with both red heals, and black heals. When I found a few things to try on, including a short black dress, and short black skirt, I headed back to the changing rooms. Shayne followed me into one. He sat on the bench in the changing room, and told me; "Take off your clothes, slowly." I did as I was told, and much like he had done in Fredrick's, I was made to turn this way and that way, and bend over, all for his amusement. But I didn't mind, I liked the way he was looking at me, and commanding me to do what would please him most. I could tell he wanted me through all of it, even when he said; "That's a good little cock whore. Show me that wet cunt of yours. Come here, spread those legs over mine. Show me the slut you really are." Within seconds I found myself straddled over his legs, as he begins to push a finger, than two, than three into my very exposed and open vagina. "Oh, Candice, you're so tight, be honest have you ever known a man?" "No. I've cum before, I mean, I've done it to myself, and guys have done it with their mouths, but I've never 'gone all the way', so to speak." I told him, hoping it wouldn't turn him off. "Wow." He said. "What? Is that okay with you? I mean the fact that I'm still a virgin?" I asked. "Oh, no baby, that's a very awesome thing. It's not every day that a young lady picks you to be her first. It's a very special time, and I'm honored that I am the one you picked." He said as he withdrew his fingers from my eager young hole. "Well, than why are you stopping?" I asked noticing how he started to pull away from me. "It's just that, I want you to be sure you want to play this game with me." He said. "I don't understand, you mean you telling me what to do and stuff?" I said as I sat back a little. "Yeah. Don't get me wrong, I want to have you, and I will. But for your very first time, it shouldn't be like that. That raw, like I will have you. So I think we should wait for right now. And after we get done shopping, I'll take you back to my place, and I can treat you how you should be treated your first time." He said before he placed a reassuring kiss on my mouth. "Oh yeah?" I said as I smiled, "How should I be treated?" "With love, and tenderness. It should be slow and gentle, and not in a some changing room. What do you say, you game?" He said as he toyed with my breast again, giving me a boyish grin. "And if I say no?" "Oh, I think both of us know you won't say 'no'. You can't say 'no'. You know your place is to be told what to do, and how to do it. That's all a slut is good for." "Yes." I said as I had a mild orgasm, grinding into his hard cock through his pants. "Good. It will please me, to have you slow now. So we will buy you that black dress, and before we leave the mall, you will wear it over nothing more than what you are wearing now. And you will wear your black heals. Is that understood? Slut?" He asked as he yanked my head back by my hair. "God yes Shayne!" I said loudly. He slapped my face, not hard, but with enough force to pull me back to reality. "What did you call me?" He demanded. "Shayne." I said uncertain of myself all of a sudden. "That's what I thought you said. You no longer have the right to call me that. You will always call me 'Sir', unless we are in mixed company. Than and only than, are you allowed to call me Shayne. Is that understood?" "Yes sir." I responded. "Good, and you will only refer to yourself as my fuck toy. Because, that's all you are to me. If you fail to do this, you will be punished. You will fuck when, what, who, and where I tell you to. Failure to do so will result in punishment. You will always be wet, and ready for my cock to fill that cunt, or that pretty mouth, or that tight ass. If you don't, you will not like what I do to you. Understood cunt?" He hissed in my ear. "Yes sir, perfectly understood." I said. "Good, now let's go." To be continued... How I Became a Sex Toy Ch. 02 After I bought the dress, and heals we started back to the car only stopping long enough for me to change in a restroom. Once in the car Shayne instructed me to; "Sit on the edge of the seat with your skirt pulled up, legs spread as wide open as they can get. I want to see that juicy cunt of yours." Without a moments hesitation I did as I was told. "When we get to my place, I will have to shave you. And for ever there after, this is how you will remain. Is that clear?" "Yes sir." The entire way there, he kept his left hand on the wheel, and he used his right hand to play with his new toy. And within just a few minuets, he had brought me to a full out orgasm. "Did you just cum bitch?" "Yes sir." I said ashamed of my actions, as he sounded very displeased. "Did I give you permission to cum?" "No sir. You did not." And after hearing my apologetic reply, he gave my drenched pussy a good hard slap, which made me jump and gasp with pain. "I didn't think so. Are you ever going to do that again?" He demanded as he slapped my cunt a second time. "No sir!" I said with a start. "What was that?" He said with another hard slap. "NO SIR!" I yelled. "Huh?" Was said as he slapped me twice more in rapid succession. "No sir, NEVER!" I said as tears started to form in my eyes. "Promise your master, that you will never again cum without his permission. Not even while you finger yourself. Even if I am not there." He replied as he administered four more quick slaps. "This fuck toy will never again cum without your prior permission, even when you are not there sir." I said as tears rolled down my cheeks. "Good. Now I want you to tell me how bad your pussy hurts. How it burns. And how the only thing that can make it better is my cock." "Sir, this fuck toy's pussy does very much hurt, and burns uncontrollably. This fuck toy desperately needs to have your cock deep inside of it." I could see that my plea had the wanted effect, for it began to stiffen. And he started to use his hand to massage my swollen cunt. First working in tiny circles on my clit, then plunging two fingers into and out of my fuck hole. He was testing me, and I knew it. I also knew I didn't want to displease him again, if I could help it. So with every bit of my willpower I struggled against the urge to cum. And just when I thought I couldn't hold it any longer, he paused. "You look like you want to cum. Do you want to cum?" "Yes sir." I said, fists cluched tight. "Is that so?" He said calmly as he started to once again massage my swollen clit. "Yes sir, please." I begged. "You want my permission to cum?" He said as he quickened his pace on my clit. "You really wanna cum that bad do you?" His tiny circles got faster, and harder. He was drawing every second he could get out of this torture, and I knew he was enjoying every second of it. "No. You may not cum you dumb slut." He said as he slapped me six times hard and dead center of my wet cunt. This time the tears did not come. "You always cum after I do. Is that understoond?" He sternly said to me. "Yes sir." I said looking for approval. "Good. Now, suck my fingers clean of your juices." And I greedily took his fingers into my mouth and started to suck as if I hadn't been fed in weeks. "Very nice. Very nice..." We pulled up to his house and he told me to get out of the car, and I followed him up to his door. Once we reached our destination, he turned to me and asked; "Are you ready for this Candice?" "Yes Shayne I am, I promise. I want to be anything you want me to be." I said boldly, as I kissed him deeply. I think this action on my part, set him back a little, for he simply wrapped his arms around my waist, kissed me just as deeply back, and opened the door as we walked through. "Good, because I really, really want to make you mine." He said with a wide grin on his face once I finally pulled away from his lips. He locked the door behind us and took me by the hand. "Can I get you anything? I can show you around later, but I want to make you feel at home, so to speak." "No sir, I know here is my place. By your side, always willing, able, and ready to serve you in however you wish." I said as I tilted my head to look at my feet. "Not yet, but soon. For now, Candice, follow me." He said as he tilted my head back. I took this to mean that, for this first time between us, we would make love as equals. I didn't know if this was because he wanted to show me what I would soon be missing out on, or if it was because he loved me as much as I did him. But honestly, I didn't much care. I followed him back to his room, looking around as much as I could on the way there. He had a pretty big place. His front room was big and open, with enough room for a fire place in one corner, a couch, love seat, and an over stuffed chair, all in black leather. A glass coffee table, and end tables, and a pretty impressive plasma screen t.v. The dinning room was off to the right, and he had a mahogany dinning table, and a china hutch with what I assumed to be his family crest. The kitchen was just above the dinning room, it was double ovened, and had an island in the center of the room. It was all stainless steal, and black marble tops. All the floors were hard wood. He lead me back to his bedroom, opened the door, and picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. I could feel his strong arms supporting my waist, and his gentleness as he laid me on his bed. We kissed for what seemed like an eternity, all the while his hands roamed my entire body, and mine his. Very tenderly he un-did my dress, and pulled it down off my shoulders, off my arms, to my waist, then my hips, and finally off my legs. He trailed kisses from my mouth, to my neck, to my right arm, and then each finger in turn, then the palm of my hand, back up my arm. He paused at my right breast, and sucked my hard nipple into his mouth, letting his tongue play with it, lightly biting at it, all the while massaging it with his hand. Then he kissed the side of my waist, which tickled a little, and I laughed. He then kissed my hip, and the calf, the top of my foot, the bottom of my foot, back up the calf, to my inner thy. Then without any sort of warning his kiss found my vagina, and shortly there after he was working me with his tongue. Flicking at my clit with it, stabbing it deep inside of me. He sucked on my clit, and stroked it, never once touching me anywhere other than my hips, he brought me to climax. My legs tightened, my toes curled, my hips flew off the bed, and I screamed; "OH GOD YES SHAYNE!!! OH SHAYNE!!" All he did was to tighten his grip on my legs, and pull me in closer to his face, as I came over and over again, coating his face with my cum. Once I had nothing left, and I was left to tremble and shake from the sheer force of the orgasm, Shayne started to kiss down my left leg, and back up in the exact same manner and places as his kisses found on my right one. Then my waist, which still tickled, and breast which got the same explorations as the other, which sent shivers down my spine. To my left arm, then neck, and finally back to my mouth. Then I felt the tip of his cock rub against my vagina, and I broke the kiss to gasp. "It's okay, Candice, I'm going to go slow. I don't want to cause you any pain, if you want me to stop we'll stop." He reassured me. "I'm okay, it felt good, I trust you." He gently massaged my vagina with the head of his manhood. Slowly inching it deeper and deeper inside of me, and pulling out ever so slightly over and over again, until he came to my hymen, which made him pause. "Ready?" He whispered. "Yes." I moaned. And that was all the push it required for him to plunge through my hymen. It did hurt as his swollen cock filled my virgin hole, he even managed to give me a nice tear. But just as quickly as the pain came, it went as I was taken over by a brand new wonderful feeling. Suddenly I became aware just how good penetration felt. I enjoyed every inch he had to give me, I felt every wrinkle and blood vessel, even every ridge. I felt how deep he could get inside of me, how it felt like he was in my uterus. "Oh God! Shayne! Your cock feels soooo good." I moaned out as I arched my back, and let the orgasm have me. "Good baby. You're so tight, I had forgotten how amazing it is to fuck a girl like you... That's it baby, cum all over my cock... It feel sooo good when you squeeze it like that." He moaned in return as he quickened his pace and vigor. Sweat started to form over both our bodies, and our breathing became labored. Then he pushed in really deep, and adjusted his angle, which caused another mind blowing orgasm for me. "Oh God Shayne, I'm gonna cum again... Oh fuck me Shayne!!" I cried out as my body shook. I dug my nails into his back, and pulled my hands across it. I must have drawn blood because shortly thereafter I could smell the faint scent of iron. But from his reaction, I don't think Shayne cared. "FUCK!!!" He grunted out, and started to really pound in and out of me. "Keep doing that, and I'll pound you into the ground." He said, so I scratched his back again, harder this time. "AAARRRRRRGGGGG!" He grunted through his teeth, and true to his word, he went deeper, harder, and faster than he had previously, and bit into my breast at the same time cutting into my tender flesh. Needless to say I let out a shrill shriek of pain. But I did not want him to stop either, so I dug my nails into his back again, and let my hands go over the width of his back. And had another massive orgasm. "Oh God Candice, I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna.... Oh God YES! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" He growled through clenched teeth. And I felt him release load after load into me. After he came, he sort of collapsed there in my arms, still hold my breast in his mouth. Sucking gently at my wound. He laid like that, and I underneath him, lightly caressing his bloodied back until he went soft inside me and slid out. "Oh Candice, that was truly some of the best sex I have gotten in the past three years. Thank you. God the things I'm gonna do to you..." He said as he lifted himself up to look me in my face. "I'm sorry? And I can't wait." I said. "Why are you 'sorry'?" He inquired. "I'm sorry that you're girlfriend is such a sucky lay." I said before I kissed his neck tasting his salty wet flesh. "Mmmmmm... What girlfriend?" He moaned. "In the car, on the way to the mall you said something about 'your girlfriend"." I reminded him. "Heh, fuck, I'm sorry. She and I split about seven months ago now. I haven't been with anyone till now. She was a good lay. Just not the best I've ever had." He said before kissing me. "Oh." I said. "Who's the best lay you've ever had?" I asked half hoping he would say my name. "A woman by the name of 'Phoenix'. She's the one who trained me, and since then I've never had sex that could compare." He said as he got out of bed turning his back to me. "Oh." I said slightly hurt and disappointed at his response. "Don't worry, you were in the top five." He said as he turned to face me and let that sly smile cross his face again. "Top five? Huh?" I said with a look of sheer determination on my face. "Yes, the top five. Now, get up, we should shower and I have to get you home before they think we've both been kidnapped or something. Remember you still have to be groomed." "Well, I'll just have to change both of those." I said as I got up and walked into his bathroom. "Good luck with one of those. The other women had more experience than you do, and I'm not easy." He teased as he grabbed my waist, and pulled me back to him, with my back to his chest he hissed; "And you need to learn the rules for this lifestyle, and until you do I will never be 100% satisfied with you. I don't have patience for obstinate rich bitch sluts, now I take hot showers, so get used to it when you shower me." "Yes sir." I said as we stepped into the shower, and he turned the water on. "Now, with anything this involved, there are methods of stopping it without hurting the mother board, so to speak. Things like 'safe words', or 'safe actions'. I don't want you to always be my nasty little cock whore. Say like when we're out in public, aside from a club or party that I may take you, but I'll tell you about that should we even get that far. But if we're on a date, or with your family I want you to call me Shayne, hunnie, baby, fuck-nuts, anything you'd like. And I will never punish you for doing so. The same goes for certain days where I will want to be intimate with you, but not your master. But those times you will have to earn, you will have to be such a good, sweet cum dumpster for two weeks in a row before you get to be my equal again. I will never again leave a mark on your body without permission, and I will never do anything to you that you are not comfortable with and willing to do as well. I will never lay with another woman like I just laid with you while I lay claim to you, unless you are some how involved. And even then, I would never do that if you weren't okay with it as well. Not I'm not naïve enough to think that I will claim you forever, but while I do you are to never lay with another man unless I command you to. Is that understood and agreed upon?" He finished as he started to wash my body. "Yes, what words and actions should I know to communicate with you when I've had enough?" I requested. "Yellow is the word for when you don't want to continue on what it is we are doing, or about to do. Red is the word for when you want to stop playing the game, if you say that you go back to being Candice, my girlfriend, and I go back to Shayne, your boyfriend. Snap twice on the left hand is the action for the word yellow, and two snaps from your right hand is the action for the word red. You can snap from both hands, right?" He said as finished washing me. Snapping both my hands at once, I said: "Of course." "Good. Now take this razor and shave that bush off. I like my cunt smooth." "Yes sir." I shaved my pussy, and after ever rinse, Shayne was there to give it a good inspection, and if he didn't like what he saw and or felt, he would slap one of my breasts, and tell me to shave it again. It took five slaps before he was satisfied. "Took you long enough! Is this how you please me?" He commanded. "No sir, it isn't." I replied humbly. "Then my dumb slut, show me how it is you please me. Get on your knees, and suck my cock!" He spat at me. I immediately did as told, taking his softened member into my mouth and sucking it back to life. "Not too bad of a little cock sucker are you? Yeah, you must have sucked cock before. Bet you think you're something fucking special now. Well get that stupid thought out of your head. You suck dick like shit. Fucking take it all the way in your fucking mouth. Gag on it... No, not like that, like this!!" He said as he grabbed the back of my head, and rammed it down his cock till my face was buried in his pelvis, and I choked on his cock. "That's a good girl. Hold it there, right there..." He trailed off as he rammed into my mouth like he had done with my cunt just moments ago. "God I could fuck that face of yours for hours now, just like this..." He said as he broke his hold, and let me pull my head off his cock to catch my breath, before pushing my mouth back onto his cock. "Keep sucking that cock. Look at me. Tell me you're mine with your eyes. Make me believe it with your mouth... That's a good girl. Yeah, you suck cock like you want a mouth full of cum. Do you want that you cock-sucking whore?!" "Mmmmm hummmm." I muffled out. "Take it all the way into your mouth now. Choke on it, that's it... Mmmmm, quicker...Faster.... Oh yeah... You ready for my cum? You better swallow all of it like a good little cock sucker..." "Mmmmm hummmm." "Ohhhhh, y—e—a—h... Here I cum... Fucking... Fucking swallow it all... Swallow all of it! Fucking slut! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!" He hollered out. And I did, I made sure that I swallowed every time he shot into my mouth. And when he was finished he took his cock from my face, and slapped me in the face with it as he said; "That's a good little cock-sucking bitch. I want you to lay down now, and finger yourself, while I watch and wash up." I got down into the tub and laid there, spread my legs, and my lips with my left hand, so he could see everything I did. And used my right hand to rub my clit, and fuck myself. It hurt a little to hold it open and play with it right after sex, and the hot water burned my delicate skin, but I wasn't about to stop. "Oh yeah, that's a girl. Oh yeah play with that sweet tight cunt. Now, slap it." Slightly shocked that he wanted me to slap myself, I did as I was told and gently tapped my exposed cunt. "No, you can slap harder than that. Slap it harder." He scolded. I slapped myself again, this time a little harder. "Now, is that how I would slap you? Slap yourself like if you were me. Slap it harder." I slapped myself again, this time twice as hard as before knowing that he would have me continue to do such until I slapped myself to his satisfaction. "I'd slap you harder than that dumb cow. Now fucking slap harder!!" I slapped my cunt as hard as I could, and he said; "Good. Now do it again. And again. And again. And again. And again!" He said in quick repetition. And I did as I was told. He bent down and put his face to my face. "Now, next time I tell you to do something, you will know to do it, or else you will be punished as I see fit, for as long as I see fit. Fucking bitch." He spoke as he slapped me across my face. His face looked so mean than, that I wanted to cry. "Get up on your knees, turn away from me, I want to see your ass in the air while I rise off." So instead of crying, I turned over, and got on all fours. "That's a good bitch. My little bitch in heat." He said shortly followed by the water being shut off. We got out, and before I could dry myself, I was instructed to dry him. Then we both got dressed. "If you carry a pad on you, you should wear it for a little while. You can still bleed a little bit after your first time. I'm going to change the sheets." He said as he left the bathroom. I felt what he meant, so I put the pad in my panties, and gingerly followed him to the bed room. "Do you need any help?" I asked as I put my bra on. "No, you've done wonders for me already Candice. I'll give you a few days to recover before I have you again. Out of curiosity, are you on any form of birth control? Or do I need to get you some?" He asked. "No, I'm on the depo shot, Dad had me put on it as soon as I got off the plane when I was 16. He was convinced that I was going to just suddenly start to fuck everything I could. Don't know why, but it was awkward having that talk with him, and than having him take me to the doctors. But I'm glad he did, it's made my life have to potential to be pretty awesome." I blushed. "Great. Tell your dad thanks for me, would ya?" He said as he winked at me. "Don't be a loser face." I said as I shuddered at the thought. He simply laughed at me, and pulled out his phone and within second he was on the phone with my mom. "Hey Mrs. G., got Charlie, she forced me into going to the mall with her, so now I'm going to force her to sit through dinner with me, while I coax out all the latest details of her life, before I bring her home. With a new baby around, I doubt I'll get another chance to do so for a long, long time. Any time Mrs. G. any time. I don't know where I'll take her yet, do you like sushi? Wonderful, can I grab you anything as well then? No, no trouble at all, after all the snacks and such you sent home with Brendan! We never went hungry in college, in fact I think we both gained weight. Alright, I'll grab those before we leave and send them home with Charlie. See you later Mrs. G." and he closed his cell phone, and started the car. How I Became a Sex Toy Ch. 02 Climbing in and buckling up, I turned to him and said; "So, we're in a relationship?" "I'd like to be, yes. Why, don't want me as your boyfriend?" He said as he pulled out of his driveway. "No. I'm just saying, I would understand and all." I said shyly. "Understand what?" He faced me and said. "If you didn't want people to know, I mean I am 18, and you're 23." "So? You're legal, if you weren't, we'd be waiting till you were. But your age, or who you are doesn't matter to me. You're my girlfriend, and I don't care who knows. Tell everyone, or no one. But everyone I know will know, so sooner or later, everyone you know will know. " He reassured me. We drove to a restaurant, and went in. "How does a nice quiet table suit you? Normally I prefer to sit at the bar, you can watch the sushi being made. It's really an art. One day we will have to sit there so you can see. But tonight, I believe all I want to look at is you." We took our seats, and made our drink orders. He pretty much ordered all the sushi, as I had never had it before. But told me I could order anything else off the menu as well. So I ordered a Hibachi Chicken with wild rice. That I knew I liked! But I soon found out that I enjoyed everything he had me try, and in most cases ate more of. The entire time he would hold my hand, rub my leg with his under the table, and stare contently into my eyes. We finished our meal talking of everything, and getting to know one another on a more intimate level. "So what should I say, or do if I want to play when we're not?" I asked coyly. "Green, or show me that you aren't wearing panties." He said. To be continued, maybe.