Heather at School (OWWH 5)
Copyright© 2025 by CW
Chapter 9
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 9 - Jess, Aaron, and Heather return as Heather goes off to college.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Coercion Consensual NonConsensual Lesbian BiSexual Fiction BDSM FemaleDom Humiliation Light Bond Spanking Group Sex Anal Sex Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Pegging Sex Toys Public Sex
She took the curtain and dragged it out of the way, exposing us to the room for the first time. At first, no one seemed to notice but that was short lived. I heard the first gasp and cry of “Oh my God!”
She adjusted the rules sign, sliding it over a bit so it didn’t block the “exhibit” and angled it so that I could read it from the chair.
RULES
Note: any violation of the rules is ground for immediate removal from the premises
Artist reserves the right to cease any contact for any reason
Subjects A (male) and J (female) have submitted themselves to be used. Feel free to make use of the items provided in any way. You are encouraged to interact - that is the idea of the display.
Subject A is wearing a cock ring so you do not need to worry about him making a mess.
Subject J:
Toys are separated into Vaginal and Anal - absolutely no mixing of the two. No exceptions.
BOTH A and J
All anal toys are to be fully lubricated prior to insertion. Please be respectful during insertion.
Fingers/hands are also allowed within reason.
Absolutely no fisting.
The last line made me shiver.
I did notice that VAG was written on the base of the dildo in Sharpie and BUTT written on the flange of the butt plug. The writing was kind of sloppy too, I thought. My own dildo had no such markings since there was only one place it was destined for...
Heather stepped to the side, put her hands behind her back, and stood at attention as she eyed the crowd that had congregated in front of us. Lots of eyes were on us but no one wanted to be the first to go.
“Come on!” Heather said, waving her arm like a carnival game operator. “Don’t be shy, folks!”
The first person to come over was a heavy-set blonde girl, presumably a student, about Heather’s age. Her hair was in pigtails and she wore a university sweatshirt and shorts...
She eyed us both - I had to work hard not to turn my head in a way that would reveal the blindfold’s secret - then she backed away to get her friend that was staring at a painting in the opposite side of the room.
“Cindy!” she said, grabbing the friend by the arm, “you gotta come see this!!”
‘Cindy’ and blondie came back over. Cindy gasped and covered her mouth. “Holy fuck.” she breathed. Heather took a small step toward them.
“Please,” she said, smiling and gesturing toward the tables. “Feel free to check them out and have fun.”
Blondie looked at the table near Jess. “You’re kidding, right?” she asked incredulously. “This has to be a joke.”
Heather shook her head empathically. “Absolutely not. This is 100% legit. Please, give it a try.” She gestured toward the table again. The girls weren’t convinced.
Heather picked up the vibrator and clicked it on. Even with the crowd noise in the room, the buzzing was unmistakable. She took Blondie’s hand and slapped the vibrator in it. Blondie was too stunned to do anything so Heather took the next step and pulled Blondie’s wrist until the vibrator made contact with Jess’ pussy.
“Oh!” Jess cried out in surprise. She lurched forward as far as the restraints would allow - which is to say, not much at all. Heather held Blondie’s hand so the vibrator remained in place against my wife’s privates.
“Ooooh,” Jess moaned as the surprise turned into pleasure. Heather tentatively released Blondie’s wrist - Blondie kept the vibrator in place, staring rapt at the bound girl that she was masturbating in the middle of an art gallery.
“That is fucking wild, Nancy,” Cindy said breathlessly. I knew Blondie’s actual name now.
If Blondie/Nancy heard her, she didn’t give any indication. She was still holding the vibrator in place. Building up some courage, she rubbed the vibrator back and forth along Jess’ labia, watching as Jess squirmed.
Heather turned her attention to Cindy. “Here, why don’t you try as well.” She took Cindy’s arm and brought her over to my table. Before Cindy could react, Heather picked up the feather and put it in Cindy’s hand.
“Go ahead,” Heather urged. “Try it out.”
Cindy stared at it for a moment, uncertain of what she was supposed to do. Then she tentatively raked it along the underside of my balls. It tickled more than I expected and I tried to lift off the seat by reflex but, like Jess, I went nowhere. Cindy seemed to like that response so she did it again, and then again. She giggled at my reaction each time.
Jess continued to moan as Nancy kept rubbing her with the vibrator. “Do you like that?” Nancy asked her. “Does it feel good?”
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