My wife, Dana, and I have been experimenting with bondage and other kinky activities for a year or two now. She is not matter to in being the submissive/bottom, and I prefer that purpose. So with that decided from the beginning we have slowly added to a greater extent and more to our list.

I have fantasized about all kind of things for some time, but was hesitating to bring it up with her. Finally I did and we started with simple handcuffs and some rope bondage, and I have slowly introduced other ideas over time. To my surprisal she has been very receptive of almost all of it.

The get-go big step was piss manoeuvre. I was afraid she would just be disgusted and turned off by that and that I would never be able to experience it. But she soon began to actually relish pissing on me, and I modified a chair to incorporate a privy seat to make water it more comfortable for her, rather than having to crouch over me. But that tarradiddle is for another time.

Only recently, I showed her a picture on the internet of a man being butt fucked by a woman with a shoulder strap on dildo, and casually mentioned that I would be"willing"to try that if she was interested. Again to my surprisal, she was undetermined to it. We didn't do anything about it for a while, and hadn't bought a harness, but I had bought a match 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 hook shot and expressed an interest in crossdessing. She was ok with that too and I soon began buying some women's panties, stockings, and former things.

Then one Nox she blind folded me and tied me face down across the coffee table 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 first but soon the infliction went away and it actually started to feel sound to me. She wasn't gentle with it either, but I found that I liked the feeling of being abused that way. I soon bought a strap on harness, and a bragging dildo, and we used that a few times over the adjacent couple of months. Then after that, for some reason, we didn't do much of anything for a patch except an occasional paddling. Even the sexual abstention twist I had bought and wore for a while 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 choice. Either we could stop all of it forever, or I would have to suit her slave, and that from now on she would give birth total control over me."Think about it before you answer"she said."I'm good about this and you may not be make for everything that's going to happen ”. I thought about it for a few mo and told her that I was ready to submit to her in any way she wanted.

"Ok"she answered,"I'll be coming up with some rules and prospect soon, and of course I can commute the rules any time I like. Is that clear ?"“ Yeah"I said, and she immediately grabbed me by the dog collar and slapped me hard across the look, and said sternly while pointing her digit at me"The first dominion is that you will turn to me as ‘ Ma'am or ‘ passkey ’. Is that clear ?"“ Yes schoolmaster"I responded. She then ordered me to go into the bedroom, flight strip totally raw, get the sexual abstention gimmick, a CB600S with a padlock for which only she has the key, and come back to the living room and put it on in nominal head of her. I did as she said, and as she reached up to snap the ignition lock shut she gave my globe a little smacking from below to reward her say-so over me. She then had me kneel before her as she gave me book of instructions for the next day.

I usually get home from work a good minute before her. The next day when I got home base I was to demand a exhibitor, trim my legs and underarms, and use a scented lotion that she would leave out for me. Then I was to dress in stockings, high up heeled skid, garter whang, a bra, and a little frilly dress. No panty and no sexual morality this time. Then I was to bring out the"Toy Box"and space it in a set apart place in the life elbow room and move the coffee berry remit away from the sofa to the middle of the storey. She explained step by step that I was to remove out two pieces of rope, handcuff, and the leather hood that covered my eyes and had a snap on gag for my mouth. I would put the keys 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 stereo up loud, kneel down at one end of the table and securely tie my articulatio genus to the legs of the table, secure the strong-armer on my head with the gag in my mouth, and lock the padlock, then finally lie across the table and lock my paw to the table legs at the early end with the handcuffs.

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

It seemed like to a greater extent than an hour before she came dwelling. Though with the music playing so gaudy and the leather hood covering my ears, I couldn't hear her come in. I only knew she was home when I felt her hand lift my dress, rub my ass, and give it a little smack. Then I could feel her checking to see that I was bound securely, then finally rubbing the incline of my head through the leather hoodlum. She held my face and finally spoke."You realize that there is no turning back now, right ?"“ MmHmm"I mumbled with the gag preventing any resemblance of lecture."You are so be intimate !"she said with a freewheeling gag. Then I could smell out that she walked away. I lay there wondering what might happen next, and what she was doing. I could only hear the medicine, and feel the uncomfortableness of my back and the light drape of my dress barely covering my ass.

After a few hour I was shocked back to reality by the firm crack of a spank across my ass. Then my dress was raised out of the way and draped across my lower back, followed by respective to a greater extent firmly licks that almost brought teardrop to my centre. The infliction was nearly unbearable but I could only strain up and oink through the gag. She softly rubbed the paddle on my sore ass for a second and then it hit again. This clock time she must have swung it with all her enduringness, and laughed at me as I screamed into the gag with the jounce of such a brute attack.

Again, she left me there for respective arcminute. The botheration from the paddling had subsided to a warm stinging sensory faculty now, and finally I felt the sang-froid leather of her riding crop slipping over the flushed nerve. Soon it slapped hard onto the dorsum of my flop thigh, and then the left. Slowly she swatted again and again, carefully moving from the back to the inner parts of my legs, and occasionally my back and the sides of by torso. Then finally, and without warning, it slapped hard against the ass side of my divulge 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 fold to passing out and felt the wetness of rip inside the leather mask. 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 stop. No subject my response when she asked things like"You like that don't you ?"or"Did that injury, you short sissified bitch ?"she just said"Good. You have more coming."

After a unretentive clip of being left alone again I felt the coldness of lubricant being generously applied to the fracture of my ass, and a gloved fingerbreadth forcing some of it inside and loosening my golf hole. I knew what this meant and the finger was soon replaced with the familiar spirit feel of a dildo being shoved fully inside my rectum in the first push. It took my breather away as it suddenly pushed so bass with no meter to get used to the incursion. She held it inside me and leaned forward, reached under my thorax, and wriggle hard on my mamilla, then let go and seclude the dildo only to slam dance it hard inside me again. Then I could palpate her bridge player bracing on the face of my waist as she continued the beastly shtup, pounding my ass again and again for what seemed wish forever.

Again I was grunting and nearly screaming with each knife thrust as she continued fucking me like some smutty strumpet in a back alley. The pain was now gone and my ass felt loose and wear. Then she slowed her pace and gave a few more hard drive, slamming her hips into my rear end to ensure entire insight each time. Then finally she withdrew and walked away again.

After decent clock time for her to remove the strap on harness and gathering herself, she came back to me and said"You are such a whore aren't you ?"“ MmmHmm"I tried to react, still tightly bound and gagged. She reached around and unsnapped the gag, and pulled it from my mouth."What did you say ? I couldn't hear you."“ Yes"I responded weakly, finally capable to speak."Yes what ? Bitch !"she said loudly."I want to get word you say it !"“ Yes ! I'm a whore, passe-partout !"I said, louder this fourth dimension."You look like a sissy too ! All dressed up like a little trollop, it's no marvel you got fucked like that !"“ Are you a pantywaist slovenly woman ?"she asked."Yes master key !"I said."Say it all"she said."Are you a sissyish slut ?"“ Yes Master, I'm a sissy jade"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 menage from now on aren't you ?"she asked."Yes overlord, I will."I said.

"trade good boy !"she told me, still speaking loudly over the loud euphony. I couldn't believe she was putting up with that racket for so long. She leaned over and unlaced my legs from the table, then walked around and unlocked the handcuff, allowing me to endure up. My knee were weak from all the abuse, and a little stiff from being in the same position for at least three time of day by now. I was a little wobbly at commencement but it felt thoroughly to stand.

She moved me to one side of the table to which I had been bound, stood me facing in the direction of the couch, and told me to stand up still. I could hear the mesa being moved across the floor away from where I was standing, and then she was gone again for a few mo. 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 plate in social movement of me on the floor."Now you're going to give me a little show."“ A appearance ?"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 plate I'll let you up, unlock the masquerade party, and let you get dressed. But if you get even a dip on the floor, you'll have to lick it all up. Is that clear ?"“ Yes Master"I said, with obvious hesitation."I make the rule here. Now get started."She said, demandingly."Yes Master."I said, as I raised my dress with one deal and began stroking my dick with the other.

I felt a bit embarrassed to do this in front 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 comfortable for me to feel alone with my illusion and soon my dick began to harden as I masturbated. I thought about all that had happened, and fantasized about what the future may institute with this new way of life, and soon I could feel an coming offset. Soon the cum spurted out in three or four heavy warhead and I aimed it as Best I could toward the photographic plate she had placed in front man of me. I shuddered as the orgasm subsided, and carefully shook the remaining fall toward the plate.

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

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

She grabbed the back of my hair and forced me to run over, guiding my face to the drops on the level. I could experience 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, kitty boy !"she said."I don't want any spots on my carpet !"Then she guided me to another, and one Thomas More, expectant ball, making me thoroughly clean-living each one. When that was done she said"Good ! Now finish up the remainder of it on the plate."Again she guided my face to the right stain and pushed my human face down into the puddle of goo on the plate, smearing it on my rim, and I could feel that some had stuck to the outside of the mask and some had squeezed between the masquerade party and my cheek."Lick it up, you nasty beef !"She said. And I proceeded to lap up all that was on the plate.

When I was done she took the home and told me to stand up again. Then the table was once Thomas More moved to the nerve center of the storey, this time oriented so my brass would be toward the sofa, and I was told to"sum up the position ”. I told you that if you could get all of your little 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 handcuff, and bound my legs again to the table.

There I waited once again, the stickiness of my own seed on my lips and human face, and soon the music was turned down to a quieter, more pattern loudness."Tell me you're a nasty little bitch and you want more."She said."I'm a nasty little bitch, and I want more superior !"I said, expecting the paddling to start again.

Then to my surprise she unlocked the mask, slowly loosened the strap and the lace that held the back to a tight fit, and pulled the masque from my heading. Immediately, laughter and applause broke out in the room as I squinted, opening my center in the bright light. The whole time five of Danu's distaff supporter, and two of their husband, had been watching everything. I could see one of the girls with a video tv camera pointed directly at my facial expression, recording my embarrassment and humiliation.

Dana came over and held my face toward the photographic camera, squeezing my cheeks to make me ruck, and saying"Isn't SHE a cute little whore ?"Everyone laughed, and one of the missy said"That was the most revolting thing I've ever seen Bobby"as she high fived one of the other fille. Then the laugh got louder as those two got up wearing shoulder strap on dildos, braggart than the one Dana had used. Before I could verbalize, Dana wrapped another gag around my sass, the variety with a boastfully possibility that held the back talk in an outdoors position. Once again I was bound and gagged, but this time able-bodied to see and hear. The others laughed and jeered as Dana asked,"Ready for round two, cunt ? ”