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RITUALS:
A BRIEF FANTASY OF SUSPENSE AND FULL-FILLMENT
BEING THE GIFT FROM MINX TO HER MASTER CHARLES
WRITTEN SEPTEMBER 2002
or...TALES OF THE RUBBER MINXIE...
"Chazz!" Her voice called out again, disturbing his concentration yet again. "I
need you!" she called, her usually endearing voice sounding whiny and petulant.
Charles had only one more day before his last exam. Oh, to finally graduate!
This would be heaven. Of course she had to keep bothering him, thought Charles,
with constant interruptions and trivial chit-chat.
"She" was his wife, of course, Colleen, or Minx, if you knew her. She was sweet
and loving, but could be damnedably demanding when she chose to be. The truth of
it was Minx could be a real bitch! Even now, when she had promised not to
distract him, Minx just couldn't leave him alone!
"All right Minx. What is it now?" Chazz slammed shut his textbook and followed
her voice to the bedroom. Minx lay there on the bed waiting for him. At the
sight of how she was dressed, Charles felt his cock twitch, and his temper
flare. "MINX?! You promised not to distract me!" She lay on her side in bed,
looking extremely frustrated.
She wore that sexy purple satin nightie. Her sweet curves pressed against the
soft fabric and Charles could even see her nipples, tight and hard against the
iridescent silk. He could tell by the hearts on the clasps which garter belt she
wore it was his favorite, the leather one. Her stockings were new though, and
Chazz didn't want to know where she got them.
The sweet curves of her legs, from toes to upper thigh, were now encased in
gleaming black latex rubber. By the shine on them, he could guess she'd massaged
them with vegetable oil. They stretched tightly over her calves, and Charles
could see every ripple of her muscles. Towards the top of her thighs, where the
elastic tugged tightly at the latex, the rubber stretched enough to see a hint
of her pink flesh through the darker black latex.
She had on short heeled pumps, with a flat heel, probably so she didn't rip the
rubber, he guessed. Laid out around her on the bed were assorted toys, a
vibrator, two large dildoes, Minx's pair of ben wa balls, clothespins, --geez,
Chazz could guess she'd been busy a while--especially since the largest dildo
was still shiny with pussy juice. Still, with all these toys to play with, what
did she need him for?
"Okay Minx," he said. "What do you need?"
She grinned sheepishly and held up one hand. Dangling from it was a flesh
colored tube with an inflatable round puff and a bulb to pump it up, in short, a
Bardex inflatable enema tip.
"Chazz, I can't seem to get it in." She seemed almost apologetic.
Chazz did acknowledge that with slippery fingers the Bardex could be tricky to
manage on one's own. She even tried it on her own one last time as Chazz
watched. The tip was well greased, and as Chazz watched, she slipped barely the
end of the tip inside before the tube wiggled and slipped away. He had to
laugh. Only a year or two ago Minx would not even try an enema. Of course it
was still a rare event, but that she admitted to herself that she desired them
in a sexual way was incredible. The fact she acted upon this desire all of her
own free will was nothing short of a miracle. That he had his face buried in a
book while Minx took such a step away from her last existing inhibitions made
Chazz laugh even more.
Her frustration was endearing. She sulked again and looked at him expectantly.
"Okay Minx, lay on your stomach," Charles told her. He took the Bardex from her
and deflated it completely. "Open wide, my dear," He said in his best Jack
Nicholson voice.
"PLEASE Chazz, no jokes?!" Her voice pleaded with him. Her ideas of sexual
dignity during dominance bordered on the absurd, at least Chazz thought so.
"Okay, Minx. Now ROLL OVER BITCH!" Charles leaned over ...
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