As she woke up, she felt the limo rolling to a stop. "We're home," said Richard.

Jennifer noticed that the buzzing in her crotch was gone. A clench of her sphinter muscles and a bit of wriggling told her that the sex toys were still firmly in place. The rest of her outfit appeared to be in place as well.

The door opened, and Richard stepped outside first. He leaned back in and helped Jennifer slowly wriggle out. With a slight smile and a wink, the limo driver closed the door behind them and drove off.

Richard supported her as she wriggled in her hobbles and seven inch heels towards the front door. He held the door open for her with one hand while his other was near her in case she needed support.

She was slow, but made it into the house without incident. Richard closed the door behind her and guided her over to the couch.

The two of them sat down, and in the process, she became acutely aware of the sex toys that were still inside of her. Jennifer tried to yawn, but the strap of the hat kept her mouth closed. I hardly had any sleep last night! she thought. I guess that it's catching up to me.

Richard fished in his pocket and brought out a ring of keys. After trying several, he found one that could unlock the hatstrap.

Once it was free, Jennifer reached up with her rubber gloved hands and pulled the mouthpiece out. "Finally!" she said, grinding her jaw around to work out the soreness.

"I want to thank you for tonight," said Richard. "I had a wonderful time."

Jennifer looked at him, then looked down at her bound rubber gloved hands. "I... enjoyed myself," she said, simply.

"What is it?" he asked. "You don't sound very enthusiastic."

"Oh! I really enjoyed myself. Really," she said.

"There's something that you're not saying."

She was silent for a moment as she collected her thoughts. "I'm very happy that you enjoyed yourself. This was all for you," she said, then broke into a yawn.

A pained look came across Richard's face. "Was it that mundane and boring for you?"

"Oh, no! I... didn't get much sleep last night. In fact, I didn't get any."

The look faded from his face. "Then, what is it?" he asked.

Jennifer chewed on her lip. "I... you had me hot this entire evening. The park... I don't think I'll ever forget that." Richard continued to look at her, and said nothing. "With all the toys that you use, and all the teasing... most of the time, what I really wanted was you! I was going nuts!"

Richard thought about that for a few seconds. "I see," he said, with what might have been disappointment.

"I don't mean to make you feel bad. Really. You took me places that I've never been before. I'm not saying that I don't want you to use the toys. I... just..." she paused, and took as deep of a breath as she could in the corset. "It's just that I loved it when you made love to me in the park. I want more of that."

Richard was staring off into space as he listened to her. "Maybe..." she continued. "Tonight, couldn't we... I want to spend the night with you. In your bed," she said. Those words were hard to say. Even with the rather hedonistic lifestyle that she had been experiencing, those words took effort to utter.

Richard met her eyes, and she could not interpret the look that he gave her. "I... would like that," he said.

"And... I guess that I'd like to think of myself as a little more than just the

," she said.

"You are *so* much more!" he said, emphatically. "You cannot imagine how much more!"

Her stomach, even in the corset, grumbled unhappily. "I'm also rather hungry," she said. "I'll just order pizza," he said.

"So," she asked with playful tone of voice. "I am very tired, and I bet that you are too. I think we should retire early, right after we eat.

"You're probably right." Richard reached through a slit in her black satin evening gown and pulled up the controls for the egg inside of her. "What are you going to do with that?" she asked.

With a sudden flick, he sent it roaring to life, then tucked the controls back under her dress. "Until the pizza gets here," he said with a smile on his face. "I still need to order it."

For the first time in a long while, Jennifer was able to let out a full moan, without any gag to impede her. "You're a cruel man!" she said as she tossed her head from side to side.

Jennifer was lying on her back on Richard's bed. She no longer wore the dress, leg hobbles, or hand restraints, but the remainder of her fetish clothing was still on her. Seven inch heels adorned the feet, and shiny black rubber stockings covered the legs. They were held up by a rubber garter belt that was over her satin corset. Her arms were still covered with black rubber gloves from fingertips to armpits.

Each of her limbs was tied to a post on the bed by a sturdy leather strap. The lights in the room were dim, and she had to strain to see Richard's face above her.

He lowered himself down, and she felt his torso pressing against her. As he brought his lips down to meet hers, she was finally able to give him the passionate kiss that she had wanted to give him all night. Their tongues touched at first tentatively, then the force of passion and lust took control.

She could feel his manhood rising to the occasion, and it brushed against her rubber covered inner thights. Jennifer moaned as the kiss continued, and Richard slowly slid into place within her.

"Take me," Jennifer said after their lips finally parted. "I want you so badly. Just take me!"

Richard took that invitation to heart, and let loose the animal within.