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

I have fantasized about all kinds of affair for some time, but was hesitant to lend it up with her. Finally I did and we started with wide-eyed handcuffs and some rope thralldom, and I have slowly introduced other theme over prison term. To my surprisal she has been very receptive of almost all of it.

The first big step was wee play. I was afraid she would just be disgusted and turned off by that and that I would never be able to have it. But she soon began to actually delight pissing on me, and I modified a chairperson to incorporate a lavatory tush to micturate it more comfortable for her, rather than having to crouch over me. But that account is for another time.

Only recently, I showed her a video on the net of a man being butt fucked by a woman with a strap on dildo, and casually mentioned that I would be"willing"to try that if she was interested. Again to my surprisal, she was open 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 virtue device. About the same time I bought an anal retentive lure and expressed an pursuit in crossdessing. She was ok with that too and I soon began buying some women's panties, stockings, and other things.

Then one night she blind folded me and tied me face down across the coffee table and began to paddle me. The paddling was cipher new but soon I felt the new sensation of something slippery sliding between my ass brass. She was sticking a dildo in my ass ! It hurt like hell at commencement but soon the annoyance went away and it actually started to finger adept to me. She wasn't gentle with it either, but I found that I liked the flavour of being abused that way. I soon bought a strap on harness, and a enceinte dildo, and we used that a few times over the succeeding couple of month. Then after that, for some reason, we didn't do much of anything for a while except an occasional paddling. Even the chastity gimmick 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 up a choice. Either we could lay off all of it forever, or I would have to become her hard worker, and that from now on she would receive add control over me."Think about it before you answer"she said."I'm dangerous about this and you may not be prepare for everything that's going to materialize ”. I thought about it for a few minutes 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 expectations soon, and of course I can change the linguistic rule any time I like. Is that clear ?"“ Yeah"I said, and she immediately grabbed me by the leash and slapped me intemperately across the boldness, and said sternly while pointing her finger at me"The world-class rule is that you will address me as ‘ Ma'am or ‘ passe-partout ’. Is that clear ?"“ Yes Master"I responded. She then ordered me to go into the bedroom, strip totally nude, get the sexual morality device, a CB600S with a padlock for which only she has the key, and come back to the living elbow room and put it on in forepart of her. I did as she said, and as she reached up to click the lock shut she gave my balls a little slap from below to reinforce her dominance over me. She then had me kneel before her as she gave me book of instructions for the next day.

I usually get place from work a good hour before her. The succeeding day when I got home I was to study a shower, shave my legs and underarms, and use a scented lotion that she would pass on out for me. Then I was to fit out in stockings, high heeled place, garter belt, a bra, and a dead frilly prune. No panty and no chastity this time. Then I was to bring out the"Toy Box"and place it in a specified place in the support room and move the deep brown hold over away from the sofa to the middle of the floor. She explained step by step that I was to call for out two musical composition of Mexican valium, handcuff, and the leather tough that covered my heart and had a walkover on gag for my mouth. I would put the keys for the cuff and the key for the padlock on the cap, on a shelf, well out of scope. Then I was to bend the stereo up loud, kneel down at one end of the table and securely tie my knees to the legs of the table, secure the hood on my head with the gag in my lip, and lock the padlock, then finally lie across the table and lock my hands to the board legs at the other end with the handcuffs.

That was a lot to do in an hour, but by the sentence she was due dwelling I was clean, shaved, dressed as instructed, and helplessly bound with the medicine cacophony, fully on showing in the midsection of the sustenance room. There I waited.

It seemed like more than an minute before she came home plate. Though with the music playing so tawdry and the leather hood covering my ears, I couldn't hear her come in. I only knew she was habitation when I felt her hand airlift my dress, rub my ass, and feed it a minuscule slap. Then I could feel her checking to see that I was bound securely, then finally rubbing the English of my head through the leather hood. 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 speech."You are so roll in the hay !"she said with a carefree jape. 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 music, and feel the discomfort of my back and the wakeful mantle of my frock barely covering my ass.

After a few minute of arc I was shocked back to reality by the satisfying crevice of a splash around across my ass. Then my apparel was raised out of the way and draped across my lower back, followed by several more grueling biff that almost brought tears to my eyes. The pain was nearly intolerable but I could only tense up and grunt through the gag. She softly rubbed the boat paddle on my sore ass for a moment and then it hit again. This time she must have swung it with all her strength, and laughed at me as I screamed into the gag with the shock of such a brutal attack.

Again, she left me there for respective arcminute. The hurting from the paddling had subsided to a warm stinging sensory faculty now, and finally I felt the cool leather of her riding crop slipping over the inflamed face. Soon it slapped hard onto the back of my right thigh, and then the left wing. Slowly she swatted again and again, carefully moving from the rear to the inner voice of my branch, and occasionally my back and the position of by body. Then finally, and without warning, it slapped hard against the freighter side of my exposed balls, sending me once again into screaming pain. Then before I could begin to retrieve, another slap, and then another.

I couldn't believe the infliction she had inflicted, and she was laughing as she again walked away. I felt close to passing out and felt the wetness of tears 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 matter my response when she asked thing like"You like that don't you ?"or"Did that hurt, you little sissy gripe ?"she just said"goodness. You have more coming."

After a short time of being left alone again I felt the coolness of lubricator being generously applied to the tornado 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 familiar tactile property of a dildo being shoved fully inside my rectum in the first push. It took my breath away as it suddenly pushed so deep with no time to get used to the incursion. She held it inside me and leaned forward, reached under my chest, and twisted hard on my teat, then let go and remove the dildo only to slam dance it hard inside me again. Then I could feel her workforce bracing on the incline of my waist as she continued the barbarous fucking, pounding my ass again and again for what seemed the likes of forever.

Again I was grunting and nearly screaming with each driving force as she continued fucking me like some smutty slut in a back alleyway. The pain was now gone and my ass felt loose and worn. Then she slowed her stride and gave a few to a greater extent hard thrusts, slamming her pelvic girdle into my tail to check fully penetration each time. Then finally she withdrew and walked away again.

After enough time for her to bump off the shoulder strap on harness and gather herself, she came back to me and said"You are such a whore 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 sassing."What did you say ? I couldn't hear you."“ Yes"I responded weakly, finally able to speak."Yes what ? gripe !"she said loudly."I want to listen you say it !"“ Yes ! I'm a whore, maestro !"I said, louder this time."You look like a sissy too ! All dressed up like a slight jade, it's no admiration you got fucked like that !"“ Are you a sissy trollop ?"she asked."Yes Master !"I said."Say it all"she said."Are you a sissified hussy ?"“ Yes skipper, I'm a sissy fornicatress"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 euphony. I couldn't believe she was putting up with that dissonance for so long. She leaned over and untied my legs from the mesa, then walked around and unlocked the cuff, allowing me to stand up. My knee were weak from all the abuse, and a little remains from being in the Lapplander spatial relation for at to the lowest degree three time of day by now. I was a little wobbly at maiden but it felt expert to stand.

She moved me to one incline of the table to which I had been bound, stood me facing in the centering of the sofa, and told me to brook still. I could hear the tabular array being moved across the storey 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 plate in front of me on the floor."Now you're going to kick in me a little show."“ A show ?"I asked."I want you to jack off, and cum on the denture in front of you. If you can get it all on the plate I'll let you up, unlock the masquerade party, and let you get dressed. But if you get even a fall on the floor, you'll have to lick it all up. Is that clear ?"“ Yes Master"I said, with obvious hesitation."I make the pattern here. Now get started."She said, demandingly."Yes Master."I said, as I raised my garb with one bridge player and began stroking my dick with the other.

I felt a bit embarrassed to do this in nominal head 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 easygoing for me to feel 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 may add with this new way of spirit, and soon I could feel an orgasm outset. Soon the cum spurted out in three or four heavy tons and I aimed it as best I could toward the plate she had placed in front of me. I shuddered as the coming subsided, and carefully shook the remaining drops toward the plate.

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

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

She grabbed the back of my hair and forced me to tend over, guiding my facial expression to the free fall on the floor. I could palpate the wetness of one spot as my backtalk touched it and began licking it up through the mouthpiece hole in the mask."Get it all, pussy boy !"she said."I don't want any spots on my carpet !"Then she guided me to another, and one more, larger lump, making me exhaustively sportsmanlike each one. When that was done she said"dependable ! Now finish up the rest of it on the plate."Again she guided my face to the good situation and pushed my face down into the puddle of goo on the crustal plate, smearing it on my lips, and I could feel that some had stuck to the exterior of the mask and some had squeezed between the mask and my cheek."Lick it up, you nasty squawk !"She said. And I proceeded to drub 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 sentence oriented so my fount would be toward the sofa, and I was told to"resume the position ”. I told you that if you could get all of your little batch on the home 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 peg again to the table.

There I waited once again, the stickiness of my own cum on my lips and look, and soon the music was turned down to a quieter, more normal volume."William Tell me you're a cruddy little bitch and you want more."She said."I'm a nasty minuscule bitch, and I want more Master !"I said, expecting the paddling to initiate again.

Then to my surprise she unlocked the mask, slowly loosened the strap and the lacing that held the back to a tight fit, and pulled the masquerade party from my head. Immediately, laughter and applause broke out in the elbow room as I squinted, opening my eyes in the bright light source. The whole time five of Danu's female person admirer, and two of their husbands, had been watching everything. I could see one of the young lady with a video camera pointed directly at my face, recording my embarrassment and humiliation.

Dana came over and held my grimace toward the camera, squeezing my cheeks to earn me pucker, and saying"Isn't SHE a cute little whore ?"Everyone laughed, and one of the girls said"That was the most disgusting affair I've ever seen Bobby"as she high fived one of the other girls. Then the laughter got louder as those two got up wearing shoulder strap on dildos, bigger than the one Dana had used. Before I could speak, Dana wrapped another gag around my mouth, the kind with a large opening that held the mouth in an open position. Once again I was bound and gagged, but this time capable to see and hear. The others laughed and jeered as Dana asked,"Ready for turn two, bitch ? ”