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Me and Kristen haven't known each other for long before we ended up in a relationship. I've worked as a programmer, while Kristen worked for a parcel delivery company and she sometimes dropped packages and chat at our company's office. I've asked her out for coffee one evening, when I was just leaving and we were the last client for her to deliver parcels.
It went very fast from there. Not often one has the luck to meet a pretty geeky girl, but she was one. We had very much in common, just enough to always have fun together, while our small differences would work as spice. We could be doing just about anything together, and still learn new things about and from each other. People say that such 'perfect' relationships usually end up badly, once the couple hops into bed. Fortunately, our 'bedtime stories' were very good. But true enough, it wasn't completely up to par and I guess we could both say our sexual life used to be the weakest link. Fortunately, soon enough we both figured out we could spice everything up with the right amount of kinkiness. Just four months after we've seen each other for the first time, we've been experimenting with all kinds of stuff. But for the most part, we were both deep in the bondage and light SM business. We always changed roles, so one night it was her being tied up in chains and 'suffering' the plays, the other night it was me. This really was like a drug for us. You can completely forget about all the problems of the world in a SM session, especially when you're sharing it with someone so close and even more when you can swap positions, like us. No wonder that after just a few months, our games often became something more than just 'kinky' and were quite serious business. In one session when I was tied up, she expressed the will to play dangerous games with my penis. My penis had always been a subject of fascination for her, it was obvious she has a fetish beyond what's common. I'd had a nice piece, not too big just below 6 inches, but attractive and uncut, and that's what mattered to Kristen too. She indeed had a nice toy there. The day when she dropped this ball, she just slapped my dick around with a ruler, but these sessions became more edgy soon enough. I've often found my penis banded for hours, later even for a whole night (Kristen joked she'd like me to go to work like that too). She often played around my dick with scissors or other cutting tools, thinking loudly what would she do with it if she sneezes and accidentally cuts it off. One night she shaved me completely with an old-fashion razor. I actually ended up with some cuts at the base of my penis. There was a dark side in her. When she was playing around with it, it seemed like she considers it almost her property. I've been returning the favor. I have a fetish too for female feet and toes. And Kristen has the most beautiful feet I've ever seen, so I could play with them for ages. But soon enough, tickling became old news for out sessions too. I turned to my dark side as well and started to band and her toes. I alternated between the toes so each one completely healed before it was its turn again. Still, even though I love pretty feet, I've always had this fantasy to have a toeless girlfriend, having her pretty toes kept forever in a jar. Once I went a bit too far and Kristen's little toe became too dark and we even considered seeing a doctor. It went back to life eventually, but she couldn't feel it for a few months. It was quite a turn-on for both of us actually. I could bite that little toe as much as i wanted, while she could guess whether it is still attached. She warned me, tongue-in-cheek, to be careful because when she loses a toe, she'll retaliate. And while she's got 10 toes, I only have one dick. That didn't slow me down very much. Once we engaged a serious conversation, whether I'd prefer to have her toeless. I replied I wouldn't want to hurt her, but admitted that I kinda like the idea. She said she liked the non-feeling in her little toe and might actually consider some body modification in that area. While at it, I also asked her, whether she'd prefer me dickless. Kristen wasn't sure how to respond. I guess she didn't really want to admit it, not even to herself. She fought the idea, but it seemed to overpower her at times. When she's been under the influence of this, I've realized it was me who is really turned on. Yeah, we are a weird couple. As if to make it easier for her deep fantasy to fully emerge, we've bought a large paper cutter and integrated it into our games. We've established a pattern, where before each 'traditional' sex session, my penis would be banded and placed under the cutter, with the blade targeting the short space between the two rubber bands at the base of my dick. I've responded by buying some toy guillotines for her toes, but it was no match. My dick was under a real, strong blade of the paper cutter; her toes were not. While Kristen liked her part of the play, her toes weren't in real danger. My penis was. We could no longer go back to 'normal' sex. Kristen was obviously disappointed if my dick wasn't under the blade just a minute before entering her pussy. I, on the other hand, became so much used to the banding and thrill, I couldn't perform so well without this foreplay and became disappointed too. Where will this lead us?
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