My wife, Dana, and I have been experimenting with slavery and other kinky natural process for a year or two now. She is not occupy in being the submissive/bottom, and I prefer that function. So with that decided from the first we have slowly added more and more to our list.

I have fantasized about all kind of thing for some time, but was hesitating to bring it up with her. Finally I did and we started with simple handcuffs and some rope thrall, and I have slowly introduced early theme over time. To my surprise she has been very sensory of almost all of it.

The initiatory big step was pissing manoeuvre. I was afraid she would just be disgusted and turned off by that and that I would never be capable to experience it. But she soon began to actually love pissing on me, and I modified a hot seat to incorporate a toilet seat to make it more well-situated for her, rather than having to squat over me. But that tarradiddle is for another time.

Only recently, I showed her a video on the internet of a man being butt fucked by a char with a shoulder strap on dildo, and casually mentioned that I would be"unforced"to try that if she was interested. Again to my surprise, she was heart-to-heart to it. We didn't do anything about it for a while, and hadn't bought a harness, but I had bought a couple of dildos for her, hoping she would use them to pleasure herself while I watched, bound and gagged, and locked in a chastity device. About the Saame time I bought an anal bait and expressed an sake in crossdessing. She was ok with that too and I soon began buying some women's step-in, stockings, and former things.

Then one night she blind folded me and tied me face down across the coffee board and began to paddle me. The paddling was nothing new but soon I felt the new sensation of something slippery sliding between my ass cheeks. She was sticking a dildo in my ass ! It hurt like hell at for the first time but soon the pain went away and it actually started to palpate good to me. She wasn't gentle with it either, but I found that I liked the notion of being abused that way. I soon bought a shoulder strap on harness, and a great dildo, and we used that a few times over the next twain of months. Then after that, for some understanding, we didn't do much of anything for a while except an occasional paddling. Even the chastity twist I had bought and wore for a piece was sitting in a box unused.

Then one night she told me that she had been thinking about it, and that I needed to make a pick. Either we could halt all of it forever, or I would have to go her slave, and that from now on she would have total ascendency over me."Think about it before you answer"she said."I'm sober about this and you may not be ready for everything that's going to take place ”. I thought about it for a few proceedings and told her that I was ready to put forward to her in any way she wanted.

"Ok"she answered,"I'll be coming up with some rule and first moment soon, and of line I can change the prescript any fourth dimension I like. Is that clear ?"“ Yeah"I said, and she immediately grabbed me by the leash and slapped me laborious across the boldness, and said sternly while pointing her finger at me"The first rule is that you will address me as ‘ Ma'am or ‘ Master ’. Is that clean ?"“ Yes captain"I responded. She then ordered me to go into the sleeping room, strip totally defenseless, get the sexual abstention device, a CB600S with a padlock for which only she has the key, and arrive back to the living room and put it on in front of her. I did as she said, and as she reached up to snatch up the lock shut she gave my testis a little smacking from below to reinforce her dominance over me. She then had me kneel before her as she gave me instructions for the next day.

I usually get menage from work a sound hour before her. The following day when I got dwelling house I was to take a shower bath, shave my legs and underarms, and use a sweet-scented lotion that she would pull up stakes out for me. Then I was to snip in stockings, high heeled place, garter belt, a bra, and a unforesightful frilly dress. No panties and no virtue this time. Then I was to work out the"Toy Box"and place it in a fix piazza in the living room and displace the burnt umber table away from the sofa to the center of the floor. She explained measure by footstep that I was to lead out two pieces of rophy, handcuffs, and the leather goon that covered my optic and had a snap on gag for my mouth. I would put the key fruit for the handcuffs and the key for the padlock on the hood, on a shelf, well out of reach. Then I was to turn the stereoscopic picture up loud, kneel down at one end of the table and securely tie my knees to the pegleg of the table, secure the tough on my head with the gag in my mouth, and lock the padlock, then finally lie across the table and lock my manpower to the tabular array legs at the other end with the handcuffs.

That was a lot to do in an hour, but by the metre she was due home I was fair, shaved, dressed as instructed, and helplessly bound with the music blaring, fully on exhibit in the midsection of the living room. There I waited.

It seemed like more than than an 60 minutes before she came domicile. Though with the music playing so loud and the leather lens hood covering my spike, I couldn't hear her semen in. I only knew she was home when I felt her hand lift my frock, rub my ass, and give it a little smacking. Then I could finger her checking to see that I was bound securely, then finally rubbing the incline of my headway through the leather toughie. She held my typeface and finally spoke."You realize that there is no turning back now, right ?"“ MmHmm"I mumbled with the gag preventing any resemblance of spoken language."You are so fucked !"she said with a carefree laugh. Then I could feel that she walked away. I lay there wondering what might hap next, and what she was doing. I could only hear the music, and feel the discomfort of my book binding and the Christ Within curtain of my frock barely covering my ass.

After a few bit I was shocked back to world by the unanimous crack of a dodder across my ass. Then my dress was raised out of the way and draped across my lower back, followed by several More hard licks that almost brought tears to my eyes. The pain in the neck was nearly unendurable but I could only tense up and grunt through the gag. She softly rubbed the paddle on my sore ass for a instant and then it hit again. This time she must throw swung it with all her persuasiveness, and laughed at me as I screamed into the gag with the shock of such a brutal attack.

Again, she left me there for several minutes. The annoyance from the paddling had subsided to a warm stinging sentience now, and finally I felt the cool leather of her riding crop slipping over the red-faced cheeks. Soon it slapped hard onto the back of my mightily second joint, and then the left. Slowly she swatted again and again, carefully moving from the back to the internal parts of my legs, and occasionally my back and the sides of by torso. Then finally, and without warning, it slapped hard against the undersurface side of my let on balls, sending me once again into screaming pain. Then before I could begin to recover, another slap, and then another.

I couldn't believe the pain she had inflicted, and she was laughing as she again walked away. I felt finish to passing out and felt the wetness of rent inside the leather masquerade party. I had asked for this, but was wondering if she might be going too far.

Masked and gagged as I was I had no way to ask her to blockade. No issue my response when she asked thing like"You like that don't you ?"or"Did that hurt, you short sissy bitch ?"she just said"trade good. You have more coming."

After a shortsighted time of being left alone again I felt the low temperature of lubricant being generously applied to the shot of my ass, and a gloved finger forcing some of it inside and loosening my hole. I knew what this meant and the finger was soon replaced with the companion feel of a dildo being shoved fully inside my rectum in the initiative energy. It took my breathing place away as it suddenly pushed so deep with no time to get used to the penetration. She held it inside me and leaned forward, reached under my chest, and twisted hard on my nipples, then let go and back out the dildo only to slam it hard inside me again. Then I could feel her hands bracing on the slope of my waist as she continued the brutal fucking, pounding my ass again and again for what seemed ilk forever.

Again I was grunting and nearly screaming with each thrust as she continued fucking me like some filthy slut in a back alley. The painfulness was now gone and my ass felt on the loose and get into. Then she slowed her rate and gave a few more hard thrusts, slamming her pelvic arch into my buttocks to guarantee good penetration each time. Then finally she withdrew and walked away again.

After plenty time for her to get rid of the strap on harness and gather herself, she came back to me and said"You are such a harlot aren't you ?"“ MmmHmm"I tried to respond, still tightly bound and gagged. She reached around and unsnapped the gag, and pulled it from my sass."What did you say ? I couldn't hear you."“ Yes"I responded weakly, finally able to speak."Yes what ? Bitch !"she said loudly."I want to hear you say it !"“ Yes ! I'm a whore, original !"I said, louder this time."You look like a sissy too ! All dressed up like a minuscule jade, it's no wonder you got fucked like that !"“ Are you a sissy slattern ?"she asked."Yes overlord !"I said."Say it all"she said."Are you a sissy slut ?"“ Yes skipper, I'm a sissy strumpet"I yelled. And she said laughing,"I can see that !"“ If I let you up now, you're going to remember your place in this house from now on aren't you ?"she asked."Yes Master, I will."I said.

"Good boy !"she told me, still speaking loudly over the loud medicine. I couldn't believe she was putting up with that haphazardness for so long. She leaned over and unfastened my leg from the table, then walked around and unlocked the manacle, allowing me to support up. My knees were feeble from all the ill-usage, and a niggling stiff from being in the same position for at least three hours by now. I was a little wobbly at first but it felt good to stand.

She moved me to one side of the board to which I had been bound, stood me facing in the direction of the sofa, and told me to stand still. I could find out the table being moved across the floor away from where I was standing, and then she was gone again for a few minutes. I stood there as she ordered, and waited, wondering what might be next.

Soon she returned and told me to kneel down. I did as I was told, and she told me that she was putting a shell in figurehead of me on the trading floor."Now you're going to give me a little show."“ A show ?"I asked."I want you to masturbate, and cum on the plate in front of you. If you can get it all on the home I'll let you up, unlock the masquerade, and let you get dressed. But if you get even a drop on the floor, you'll have to lick it all up. Is that exonerate ?"“ Yes Master"I said, with obvious hesitation."I make the principle here. Now get started."She said, demandingly."Yes Master."I said, as I raised my dress with one hand and began stroking my dick with the other.

I felt a bit embarrassed to do this in figurehead of her, but she ordered it so I would do as I was told. And somehow, still being masked and unable to see made it well-heeled for me to palpate alone with my fantasies and soon my dick began to season as I masturbated. I thought about all that had happened, and fantasized about what the future tense may bring with this new way of life sentence, and soon I could feel an orgasm beginning. Soon the cum spurted out in three or four sonorous loads and I aimed it as best I could toward the dental plate she had placed in front of me. I shuddered as the orgasm subsided, and carefully shook the remaining drops toward the plate.

She walked over and squatted beside me with one handwriting on my shoulder."You did very well !"she said."Almost all of it went on the shell, and it's a vast gob too !"she added."But I'm afraid there are a few drops on the floor."

As I was horny and masturbating, the thought of licking up my cum didn't seem too bad. I hoped I would get it all on the dental plate, but wasn't too upset if I didn't. But now, after such an coming, I was no longer horny and really didn't want to do this. But I had agreed to do as she said and set my mind to observe through.

She grabbed the back of my tomentum and forced me to angle over, guiding my font to the free fall on the floor. I could feel the wetness of one spot as my lips touched it and began licking it up through the mouth hole in the mask."Get it all, pussycat boy !"she said."I don't want any spots on my carpet !"Then she guided me to another, and one Sir Thomas More, orotund lump, making me thoroughly fair each one. When that was done she said"proficient ! Now finish up the rest of it on the plate."Again she guided my face to the right field spot and pushed my fount down into the pool of goo on the home plate, smearing it on my rim, and I could palpate that some had stuck to the outside of the mask and some had squeezed between the mask and my nerve."Lick it up, you nasty bellyache !"She said. And I proceeded to lick up all that was on the plate.

When I was done she took the plate and told me to stand up again. Then the table was once more moved to the center of the floor, this meter oriented so my face would be toward the lounge, and I was told to"resume the position ”. I told you that if you could get all of your minuscule mess on the plate I would let you go."She said."But you missed, didn't you ?"“ Yes Master"I said, as she replaced the handcuffs, and bound my legs again to the table.

There I waited once again, the stickiness of my own ejaculate on my lips and face, and soon the music was turned down to a quieter, more normal bulk."Tell me you're a smutty lilliputian bitch and you want more."She said."I'm a awful footling gripe, and I want more Master !"I said, expecting the paddling to embark on again.

Then to my surprisal she unlocked the masque, slowly loosened the shoulder strap and the laces that held the vertebral column to a tight fit, and pulled the masque from my head. Immediately, laughter and applause broke out in the way as I squinted, opening my oculus in the vivid luminance. The unscathed clock time five of Danu's female protagonist, and two of their husbands, had been watching everything. I could see one of the girls with a picture camera pointed directly at my face, recording my embarrassment and humiliation.

Dana came over and held my case toward the camera, squeezing my boldness to constitute me pucker, and saying"Isn't SHE a cute niggling whore ?"Everyone laughed, and one of the girls said"That was the most disgust matter I've ever seen Bobby"as she high fived one of the early missy. Then the laughter got louder as those two got up wearing strap on dildos, grownup than the one Danu had used. Before I could verbalize, Dana wrapped another gag around my lip, the kind with a boastfully scuttle that held the mouth in an open position. Once again I was bound and gagged, but this prison term able to see and hear. The others laughed and jeered as Dana asked,"Ready for round two, bitch ? ”