We have learned several things from the last story too, which are:

So eager to get a rabbit toy with a vibrating shaft still, as Easter was coming I was more and more excited that my next pick from that weird site will be such an excellently stylish choice for the occasion, raving to my Master again, rambling every single reason why such a rabbit vibe must land in my Easter basket, and why it couldn’t wait!

I had found a simple, pink, bumpy vibrating rubber rabbit toy, with an entire bunny with its tiny adorable paws in the air, offering triple point stimulation along with its cute little nose!

I hoped to get a straight, hard shaft, and plenty of power with the AA batteries controlled by the already known twist bottom control.

I was also doing research for months and months already, trying to find a wireless remote control vibe, and wanted one needing batteries only which can be recharged. As most of such vibes need weird batteries, like 12V, N batteries, and other strange and undesired things, I finally ended up with one what really looked like something I always wanted! Waterproof, needing only AAA-s, purple, no pictures of wires on the entire internet! I also picked a tiny jelly cock ring, with tiny bunny ears, a soft and stretchy thing for such total beginners at rings like W/we were… Chose a free toy again too, a rubbery padded version of the Guardian erection ring.

The results were that the one-speed jelly ring was too stretchy to work as an erection enhancer, but the weak vibrations showed me how such a little thing feels like. The other ring is still waiting to be tried, and the bullet vibe turned out to be a typical wired toy, for my greatest horror and incredible disappointment!
But the rabbit vibe! Oh such a sweetly textured source of all the pleasure in the world…!!!

I got hooked on it using it every single time I caught some time for earthly delights, and though there was the minor disappointment that the shaft had a bullet inside, making it a little strange, and totally bendable, my flesh was gobbling it with the most furious hunger ever!!! I could even fix it into the ridiculously tight hole of the red heart-shaped jelly harness, making me tremble with loud yowls after an extremely satisfying session of the finest pleasures one could ever ask for with my Master! It was teasing the hell out of me as it was vrooming away inside my flesh, and I had to make myself put it away finally, to relax and chill away peacefully with my Master instead…

It lasted only for a week or two, as after hours of pleasure once in O/our hot tub, putting it into the ridges of the bottom and riding it until I couldn’t take it anymore, it just suddenly died next time I got to use it, and I still don’t know if I broke some wires with my ecstatic grinding in the water, or if it got ruined because of some water seeping into the motor.

The bullet became a surprisingly good addition too, as it used 2 AAA-s instead of AA batteries, making it handy every time I was out of the other type of batteries.

And this was just the beginning of going further in my “toy education”, giving the final kick to venture on for more serious pleasure objects. In the next story for you, dear ladies and gentlemen…

In the last story we learned very serious things again.

• Do some research about the nature of batteries used in toys before you rush to get something sounding good!

• Get well-informed about materials if you don’t want to end up with something so risky like jelly!

• Get something that is said to be good for beginners, because a hard G-spot tip may be effective but can hurt your precious flesh!

• Sites with very low prices aren’t always the best resources to pick a toy from, not to mention that nothing could beat the deals and the point program on EdenFantasys!

• And that the gods don’t only smile at you once. You can get the most valuable use out of the cheapest little things with a construction thought out well by its creators.

If anyone thinks that the frighteningly bizarre experiences already taught this one everything about what to pay attention for when it comes to basking in the delights of trying new toys, they are far from grasping the truth. Only more stories are ahead for those who want to laugh at such a muff attitude this one happens to have sometimes. And for the ladies and gentlemen who seek some advice through real facts others got “blessed” with… (Yes, I meant being cursed here!) My Darlin Beautiful OnlyMaster was calm and content that He has provided the oh-so-missed pleasures His rambly pussyslave was whining for for a while.

But she started to get dissatisfied, because of the messing with that toy sized like my finger, and because of the finger vibe always slipping aside when it’s put on to give the right delight.

His yowly slave started to coax and purr again, because she was determined to own a fancy, twirly, vivid rabbit vibe like all those others enjoying the hell out of!

She was rollicking around all day long for weeks, panting and rambling that oh she has found a rabbit toy finally, it vibrates, it rotates, it has beads, and they massage the flesh inside, and it is sold for a $100 at many places, and on her site it is only $27! And there is that heart, a strap-on heart, and it has a hole in it for a bullet, and it COMES with a bullet, and another hole is there too so it can be used as a cock ring. And she can even try it with her giant plushy toy. She won’t tell you what it is, before you think she is kinkier than the lovely audience of the EdenFantasys community.

And together they are only a little above $50 too, so she could get a free gift again, it will be another vibe, cause she has gotta have as many of them as possible, a free vibe, oh my Master, I am soooooo happy I have found them, can this one get them too for Christmas, can she can she can she?

It took a while to convince my Master, because He said “Babylove, you already have more toys than you used to have, they vibrate, you can pleasure yourself with them whenever you want to.”

“But Master, they are so damned weak, Master this one’s flesh is starving for enough vrooms. Please my Master, you can ask for anything in return, just let this one have a real fancy rabbit vibe, see, see, it is sooo awesome!!!”, showing it to Him, rambling even more what amazing qualities it has…

After some whinings and yowlings and howlings and whirling in O/our H/home like a hyperactive mouse on drugs my Master finally, yayyyyyy, finally let me get those toys. And I attacked the site in the right hours like a beast attacks its scared to death pray!

Here is what I expected:

• A vibrating shaft and clit attachment, rotations, twirling pearls, amazingly good material.

• The strap on be used with my Master to enjoy even more and longer pleasures.

• The free vibe to be multispeed and not only waterproof, to use as a powerful traditional vibe finally.

Here is what I received:

• A rabbit vibe with a clit attachment having a long thin “tongue” that didn’t lead the vibrations at all.

• The jamming beads rolling over each other making my flesh ache with true horrifying pain sometimes.

• A NOT VIBRATING SHAFT, I was about to cry when I found it out!

• About two hours of usable battery power before it gets low and weak and frustratingly disappointing.

• JELLY, that I couldn’t judge in those days yet because I hadn’t heard about phthalates – still wondering if the fine sturdy cover all over the usable parts is jelly too or another kind of plastic.

• A teeny-tiny plastic vibe with one speed only, though it ended up to be a mighty good teaser toy before turning to my large rabbit vibe with the girth of 1 ½ inches diameter, a comfortable but sometimes too large size when I am not ready for it yet.

• A JELLY heart-shaped strap-on with teasing nubs all over it that don’t tease me at all because they are very large and not exactly where they are supposed to touch a lady’s flesh.

• The clitoral bullet holder smooth, too soft to lead the vrooms good enough, and on the top of that, tighter than I would like it, so I have to hold the bullet with my hands so it will stay in somehow.

• Way too tight hole that I had to struggle to slide that friggin thin vibe into it too with the attachment I used the most. (The realistic looking jelly sleeve.)

• And a lot of embarrassment because of the extreme loudness of my rabbit, and my worries that my Master wouldn’t comfort me enough to feel ok about wanting to use the harness on my giant fluffy plushy toy. (Though He seems to have fun with the thought, and still asks me once in a blue moon if I have tried my toys on it already, trying to encourage me with it to feel comfortable about my totally harmless taste and desires…)

I must say that I was somewhat lucky this time anyway…

The rabbit felt horrible for the first few times, but after a while I figured out how to place the long tongue inside my flesh and reach the surface of the extremely powerful bullet.

I also got used to the unforgiving, wide and hard rotation, and the occasional sting of pain because of the jamming pearls.

The harness got one good use, which you are going to get to know in the next episode…

In the previous diary episode we learned quite a few things:

• You want to make sure that your home is as critter free as needed, meaning creatures can be around, but you want to beware of the ones wanting to munch on your precious toys.

• You can reuse parts of your toys, or the entire piece.

• And that sometimes the gods smile upon you, and the beginner’s luck decides to be on your side when you head to choose a toy without knowing enough about them.

After my wonderful, full of pleasure, beautiful delicious vibe became a victim of a mouse rampaging around in O/our home, as you have read already, I have found the most excellent excuse to whine and whimper to my Master as much as I humanly could to make Him let me pick some new toys, and the more the better I wanted to have of course!

Shopping!

I looked up the site that seemed to offer the lowest prices, so I could get even more for the same price my Master let me spend.

I found one, which wasn’t like EdenFantasys of course, and the only features it had were that it had categories to choose from, and it listed the toys from lowest prices to highest.

I was browsing for days and days to find the best items for my birthday (as my Master gave in finally because indeed, such a goof girl with a soul like a kids can hardly give up on birthday presents), and finally chose a set of vibes and a finger vibe.

The purple set of vibes was about $45, consisting of a traditional vibe, three harder jelly sleeves, and a bullet with a TPR-silicone nubby sleeve. (Loving purple was a big reason of ending up with that set.)

The finger vibe was the blue FingO Mini Massager, for about $5, and I planned to get it to use as an aid and more fun for the blissful times of mating away with my OnlyLord.

I was whining for the price of $50 because I saw that, in the right hours, you could have free shipping, and free gifts on the top of that!

Oh NO!

Let’s start with the package arriving…

I received my toys, and only one free gift whereas I expected three free gifts with the free shipping.
I even wrote to them to ask why in the world I received only one free gift. It turned out, as they wrote me, that I shouldn’t even have got a free gift at all, so I am lucky it landed in my package. Lack of attention, silly me!

And the best parts were just coming!

I was as happy as an enthusiastic toy-lover could be, and I rushed to enjoy O/our hot tub with my Master, because, other than the bullet, all my toys were waterproof.

I tried the FingO Massager first. It felt wonderfully slippery and teasing with its texture under the water, but the vibrations were horribly low for my taste. I never knew before that vibes can be weaker than the wonderful first toy of mine I had to bid goodbye to! It was only a cool tickle, but far from enough for me, so it was high time to get to the set with the three different sleeves.

I think I don’t even have to explain here how disappointed I was to see that the vibe was a slim little piece of thing, and I ended up getting it because there was no info AT ALL on the site about the size! I had no idea at all it would be thinner than my good old toy!!! It took two AAA batteries. I put them in already, and after trying it under the water I was outraged to feel that I BARELY FELT ANYTHING!

I tried not to hiss and curse in my snarly disappointment, as I didn’t want my Master to see that I was so pissed off about the purchase I whined so much to be able to make, and what I felt so extremely grateful for that He let me spend all that money on toys only.

I went on to trying the sleeves. A long, looser one slipped on very easy, but it had a long part not covering the vibe, so it really didn’t mean any arousal I wanted to have. I went on to another one, looking like a slim, realistic male member. It was tight, I was struggling to put it on, I tried some water too, nothing, ok, let’s try some saliva, nothing! After fighting with it to slide the sleeve on, I could manage it with some more saliva, tried it, ok, it’s somewhat teasing, let’s see the other one…

It Gets Better?  Hmmm. Maybe Not…

The curvy G-spot sleeve with its hard tip was next, and I tried to get the previous sleeve off somehow, snuggling tight around the vibe like crazy.

“C’mon, gods dammit, I know you’ll slide off somehow, I can’t believe this, c’mon!”

The sleeve came off finally…

My vibe BROKE!!!

I couldn’t even remember the long and “well-ornamented”, artistically twisted cursing escaping my mouth, making my Master laugh after His Stare at my new toy with its head broken off, having me curse the inventors of plastic back into their parents and then down into the holes of the 25th hell…

I wanted to save my toys, I wanted to save them so badly with my creativity that I end up saying “fuck it, my vibe is broke, if it doesn’t work anymore who cares how it will die, under the water or in any other ways!”

I put on the G-spot sleeve, started to test it to check out how a G-spot teaser feels like, and see a miracle, MY TOY WAS STILL WORKING JUST FINE!

My Master left after a while, as I was trying my best to make myself come, cause dammit, I am gonna FULLY ENJOY MY NEW TOYS! He wished me the best luck with an impish grin, leaving me to finish myself off with these awkward, really weird toys…

It took a while to manage it with the weak finger vibe and the curve scratching and hurting my flesh, but my, I managed it finally!

Now the set of vibe and sleeves lay in my first toy chest left alone for more than a year already, the finger vibe I used with other bullets a lot as a clit attachment successfully, and was happy to own at least one, very powerful, perfectly working bullet!

And my next venture into Toy Land was to obtain my very first rabbit vibe ever.

In the next episode…

This article is for you people out there, especially those who have just started their wonderful road of a life with pleasure toys – planned to be written as a kind of diary, remembering the past, and updating the story with recent happenings, which are sometimes funny, and often teach you about things maybe you haven’t thought of before.

I remember that, as a beginner in this wonderful life of toys, I barely knew anything about the types of vibes, materials, qualities. And anything caught my eyes what was appealing at a first sight. No attention paid to sizes, power level and batteries used.

Let me start how it all began.

I have been very close friends with my Master for a very long-long time. As W/we got to know E/each O/other better and better, the more W/we wanted to be together, live together. But alas, there was a giant distance between U/us, and all W/we could do for all those years was to communicate with E/each O/other through the blessings of the cyberspace, webcams and microphones.

Already in deep love and dedication for E/each O/other, and enjoying E/each O/other as much as W/we humanly could, one day He asked me to buy a vibrator for myself.

I asked what it should look like. I very much wanted a black one, my most favorite color, but before expressing it to Him, He just said the more it looks like a real cock the better.

So I took all the money I had, rode my bicycle to the nearest sex shop, determined to get the very best vibe with my little $25 of pocket money I had handy.

The ladies asked me what I was interested in. I said “I want a vibrator”.

“May we ask what kind of vibrator you have in mind?”

“Anything black!”

They were trying to find one with me. But the only nice looking, large black vibe available was about $40.

They said “Sorry, we have only this one, but what else would you like to get for yourself?”

First I was like, “Meh, whatever, maybe I will have to look elsewhere, or come back later.” But after having a second look at the realistic looking vibes, I just picked one, costing exactly $25. I said determinedly “I want this one!” They were a little bit surprised that I changed my mind about the color. But I could finally make the happy purchase, satisfied and excited about the thought of having my very first vibe, a toy I always wanted to have, for years and years and years, and not really knowing why in the world I hadn’t got one sooner.

I was especially pleased and entertained that they put it into a black bag, saying “Well, we couldn’t offer any black vibes for you, but we found a black bag!”

It was hilariously cute, and I was all grateful for their efforts of trying to please their customer with the funny taste and intentions of wanting to fulfill her fetish.

My first vibe was nothing short of realistic. A perfectly sized, flesh colored, all veined beauty with a slightly smaller head than how I like the size of a male precious flesh. It was about seven inches long or a little more probably, one and a half inches diameter, with a red capped twist bottom. It took two AA batteries – what else to say, your average traditional vibe most of the girls start with in their “toy career”.

Having no idea at all what a special lil vibe it was, other than going through toy sites sometimes, dreaming away and kind of sad about not being with my Only One yet to share such pleasures with. I just showed it to my Master as soon as I got home in the big hurry and happiness. I got to test it right away, of course. He was most pleased with the view. Who wouldn’t be!

My experiences taught me about things I had to figure out by myself instead of getting to know them by sites like EdenFantasys, and I had one trouble really.

PRIVACY

Living with my parents, my room was next to my dad’s with only a wall-sized giant harmonica door separating all the noises and sounds. Though the computer was in my sister’s room, which we used to share. I caught every single moment to be there and talk to my Master, or write to Him and read His Wonderful Poems and enchant myself with His Delicate Art Work.

Mom’s room is next to it. My mom is like a real fury, always attacking the door as she opens it with no knocking, nothing to let me know she was coming (my dad was totally the same), always to have a look at what I was doing.

I managed it somehow anyway. I used my vibe mostly in front of my Master, and later, more and more in my own room as well.

The thought of my dad hearing my vibe freaked the hell out of me, even under the covers or on the lower speeds, I was always paranoid that he would hear it. So I rather used it while he was asleep, which developed an extremely interesting excitement of mine, because he snored a lot, so I always knew that whenever he was snoring I had a free way to enjoy my toy.

This way, ever since, when I am all “horned up” and can’t resist to enjoy my time while my Master is asleep. It is like a big exciting game of being able to be wild when I hear Him snore, knowing I can be louder, and move around more.

It also developed another horrible thing. I am still having occasional dreams that my dad wants to take me, force me, or rape me. And it always freaks the hell out of me as you can imagine, asleep and awake both.

My first precious vibe served me wonderfully for over two or three years. Especially because I found out that my Master’s Advice to take it into the bathroom and leave the shower running while enjoying my not waterproof toy (wasting a lot of water for my pleasure) gave me new horizons of exploring unbelievable things about my body and the different ways of pleasure.

It was extremely powerful, didn’t gobble my batteries up fast, and its rubbery surface was perfect for any kinds of clitoral and vaginal stimulation.

Its life ended in a funny, eerie and ridiculous way.

Living with my Master already, I kept it in my nightstand in the top drawer. One day, after hearing scary noises coming from that direction, W/we found out that some mice were lurking in O/our luxurious remodeled RV. The rubber all crumbled into tiny pieces, but I still have it to keep the motor and get a sleeve for that excellent vibe.

That’s how I started to yowl and coax and do everything so my Master would buy another toy for me. And of course I went for the first set that caught my eyes, extremely disappointed with it finally.

But that is another story…