I own nothing. This story is written by Bootneck12 from /works/21173525/chapters/50398052
Nicole sat in her kitchen, her leg bouncing up and down uncontrollably. Her hands wrapped possessively around her mug filled with cold coffee. She was waiting for Waverly to get home. Her beautiful, intelligent, stunning, sexy girlfriend. Nicole always wondered what she had done in her life to deserve Waverly, not sure how someone so perfect could fall in love with someone like her. But, nevertheless, here she was, waiting for that very girl to get home. Waiting nervously to ask her a question she never thought she would get to ask.
Her thoughts are interrupted as the door to her home creaks open, revealing her smiling girlfriend skipping over to her.
"Hey baby" Waverly says excitedly.
"Hey beautiful, how was work?" Nicole asks as Waverly places her bags down then climbs into her lap.
"Oh you know, same old same old, Wynonna put down two more, so we're getting closer I guess."
"That's good baby". Nicole starts gently stroking her back. Waverly turns her head, meeting Nicole's lips for a soft, slow kiss.
"What did you want to talk to me about, Nic?"
"Ah well, go sit on the couch and I'll explain" They get up and walk hand in hand to the couch.
Waverly sits cross legged one end, Nicole on the other, facing each other. Nicole takes a deep breath, and begins.
"So, I know this is kind of out of the blue and all, but I couldn't stop thinking about when you asked me to be rougher with you in bed that night. This might come as a shock to you, but before I met you, I was into the whole kink and BDSM thing, going to parties, experimenting with different women, that kind of thing. Long story short, I really enjoyed it. I enjoyed the power and possession over someone that trusted me with their bodies, I enjoyed them screaming my name and obeying me, I enjoyed teasing them, punishing them, then rewarding them with orgasm after orgasm. And then I met you, and nothing in the world could compare to how good you always make me feel, sexually and not sexually. You are my entire world, Waverly Earp, but you are also so new to this so I never brought up what I used to do, not wanting to scare you. But then, you ask me to be rougher with you. And I thought, just maybe, if you trusted me enough, I could introduce you to my old ways, introduce you to this secret world. I know you liked me being rough with you, and I want you to be completely honest with me Waves, would you ever like to try it?"
Waverly sits there, staring dumbly at the redhead. Her eyes are wide open, her mouth slightly agape. Nicole starts trying to backtrack, reassuring her that it's fine not too want to and that she's sorry for bringing it up, but Waverly quickly stops her.
"No, no, it's fine baby. Sorry, I'm just...shocked I think. I just didn't think you would be into something like that. But, Nic, I would love to explore that with you."
Nicole's eyes light up. She looks up at Waverly.
"Are you sure? Like, 100 percent?"
"Of course. I think it'd be really exciting to do with you." Waverly smiles at Nicole. "So, how does it work? I wanna know everything"
Nicole can't stop smiling at that. "Well, first, we need to do a checklist each to determine what our limits are, what we want to explore, what we might be interested in doing and what we definitely do not want to do. If you want, I can go print them off now so we can get started?"
Waverly nods enthusiastically. Nicole uncrosses her legs and heads off to her computer to print them off.
A couple of minutes later, the taller girl returns, handing one checklist to her girlfriend.
"So", Nicole begins, "all you need to do is read each activity and tick next to it either hard limit, which means you would not do that activity under any circumstances, soft limit, something you're not too keen on but would be potentially willing to try if I wanted you to, interested, meaning you want to try it, and definitely, meaning that is something you would really want to do. Does that make sense?" Waverly smiles and nods, and they begin.
About an hour later, they come to the end of the checklists. Having never done anything like this before, Waverly had to ask Nicole what some things meant, and Nicole could only happily explain what they were. Nicole sighs contently, stretching her long muscular arms above her head. She gathers her sheets and places them neatly in front of her. Waverly finishes soon after, collecting the papers and putting them in front of her small frame. "So, what else is there baby?" she asks.
"Well, now I want to discuss aftercare and safewords. During the sessions, we need to be able to manage consent without saying too many words. The way I have always done it is through a traffic light system: green means everything is good if i ask you for a colour, as well as being used to ask for more, yellow means we need to stop and discuss, and red means stop and start aftercare. Aftercare is a way to look after you after the sessions, like giving you a massage, a bubble bath and cuddling you. That kind of thing. Sound good?"
"Definitely. Can I just ask, where do you have the equipment to do these things? Do you still own it?" Waverly asks.
"Ha, I certainly still own it. I have all the equipment needed to fulfill anything you ask for baby. But, it isn't here. I will explain everything to you once I've had a chance to look through our checklists and plan our first session. Now, I think it'd be good to watch a movie. What do you think?"
Waverly smiles brightly, then winks as she says: "Only if I pick." She then gets up, kisses Nicole sweetly and skips off to find a movie.
Two days later, Nicole has planned her and Waverly's first session. She texts Waverly, asking her to come over after work. She knows they both have the weekend off, making it the perfect time to do it. After sending the text, Nicole gets into her car and drives to the nearby town, where she has a secret apartment. She parks up, grabs the key and enters the apartment for the first time since meeting Waverly Earp. Turning the lights on, she is greeted with a simple front room, a small couch sitting in the corner facing towards a small television. She sets her keys down then heads towards the second room, the most important of the whole apartment. She slowly opens the door, turns the lights on and stands still. So many memories come rushing back: memories of pushing a blonde whose name she can't even remember up against the wall, kissing her roughly, then telling her to undress, memories of another woman, restrained completely while being pounded with an 8 inch strap on, another memory of bringing the flogger across the pale back of another woman, watching in awe as the flogger creates a pretty sight of red lines across her back. Nicole sighs deeply, running her hand across the glass case holding the many differing sizes of dildos and strap ons. She turns to face the wall holding the floggers, canes and paddles. She can't wait for the day she has Waverly tied to the cross, ready and waiting for the impact of the flogger. Or when Waves has decided to be a brat and needs to be punished. Maybe even my belt will make an appearance, Waves sure does like it , she thinks to herself. She is brought out of her thoughts by her phone going off in her pocket.
W: of course baby, I will be there around 5 :)
N: brilliant, I have a surprise for you ;)
W: ooo what kinda surprise??
N: that's for me to know and for you to find out ;)
W: ur evil :(
N: mwhahahaa
Nicole smiles to herself, then gets to work. She goes to the cupboard, bringing out the massage table and placing it in the centre of the room. She collects two strap ons: one 8 inches, one 5. She collects her favorite vibrator, blindfold and lube, before finally attaching 4 soft cuffs to each corner of the table. There, Nicole thinks, all done. Now to collect my Waves.
Nicole gets home, showers, gets dressed and waits patiently for her girl to get home. When Waverly arrives, she is greeted with a strong kiss from the taller girl.
"Well, hello to you too Nicole" She laughs.
"I missed you baby."
"I missed you too"
"Tonights the night Waves, if you still want to?"
Waverly softly gasps then nods her head like a mad woman.
"Oh my god yes! Of course I still want to." She kisses Nicole sweetly.
"Good. I want you to go upstairs, shower, get changed into something comfortable and easy to remove, pack a bag for the weekend then meet back down here. I will have food ready for us to eat before we leave"
"Where exactly are we going babe?" Waverly asks.
"You will see. Now go do what I said" Nicole winks as her girlfriend rushes up the stairs, then gets started on dinner.
After they finish their dinner, the two girls collect their bags and head out to Nicole's car, hand in hand. The drive to Nicole's apartment is filled with light hearted banter, gossip and I-love-you's. When they reach the car park, Nicole gets out, opens the door for the brunette and grabs their bags.
"Follow me" she says.
They walk in silence to the apartment, and Waverly begins to feel nervous. They go inside, Nicole placing their bags down by the door, Waverly wandering around. Nicole notices her girlfriends nervous demeanor, and quickly grabs her hands.
"Remember, this is all for you to explore what your body can do and feel with me guiding it. I will go at your pace, and will listen to all the noises you make, all the reactions you have to what I'm doing. I want you to feel comfortable, safe, and looked after. I want you to enjoy yourself, feel things you have never felt before." Nicole leads them to the second door. "Waves, this night is for you, and all other nights after it if you want them. I promise you, you have nothing to fear. Now, do you trust me?"
"Yes" Waverly replies without hesitation.
"Good. What are the safewords?"
"Green for good or more, yellow for stop and discuss and red for stop and start aftercare."
"Good girl. Waverly Earp, welcome to my playroom"