My wife, Danu, and I have been experimenting with slavery and other kinky bodily process for a class 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 thing for some time, but was hesitant to bring it up with her. Finally I did and we started with simple handcuffs and some rope thraldom, and I have slowly introduced early ideas over prison term. To my surprise she has been very receptive of almost all of it.

The beginning big step was piss play. I was afraid she would just be disgusted and turned off by that and that I would never be able to live it. But she soon began to actually relish pissing on me, and I modified a chair to contain a toilet fundament to make it more comfortable for her, rather than having to squat over me. But that level is for another time.

Only recently, I showed her a video 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"volition"to try that if she was interested. Again to my surprisal, she was undefended 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, bounds and gagged, and locked in a sexual morality twist. About the Lapplander time I bought an anal retentive hook shot and expressed an interest in crossdessing. She was ok with that too and I soon began buying some women's pantie, stockings, and former things.

Then one night she blind folded me and tied me face down across the umber table and began to paddle me. The paddling was nil new but soon I felt the new esthesis of something slippery sliding between my ass brass. She was sticking a dildo in my ass ! It hurt like hell at number one but soon the pain went away and it actually started to feel good 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 shoulder strap on harness, and a freehanded dildo, and we used that a few times over the future couple of months. Then after that, for some reason, we didn't do much of anything for a while except an periodic paddling. Even the sexual abstention device I had bought and wore for a spell was sitting in a box unused.

Then one Night she told me that she had been thinking about it, and that I needed to pee a choice. Either we could stop all of it forever, or I would have to become her slave, and that from now on she would give come command over me."Think about it before you answer"she said."I'm serious about this and you may not be ready for everything that's going to find ”. I thought about it for a few minutes and told her that I was ready to subject to her in any way she wanted.

"Ok"she answered,"I'll be coming up with some rules and first moment soon, and of course I can change the linguistic rule any sentence I like. Is that clear ?"“ Yeah"I said, and she immediately grabbed me by the collar and slapped me arduous across the brass, and said sternly while pointing her finger at me"The low gear convention is that you will accost me as ‘ Ma'am or ‘ superior ’. Is that authorise ?"“ Yes Master"I responded. She then ordered me to go into the bedroom, strip totally nude, get the chastity device, a CB600S with a padlock for which only she has the key, and make out back to the life elbow room and put it on in front of her. I did as she said, and as she reached up to snap the lock shut she gave my balls a footling slap from below to reinforce her ascendence over me. She then had me kneel before her as she gave me direction for the side by side day.

I usually get home from work a dependable hour before her. The next day when I got home I was to need a shower bath, trim my pegleg and underarms, and use a scented lotion that she would leave alone out for me. Then I was to garment in stockings, high heeled brake shoe, supporter belt, a bra, and a brusk frilly dress. No pantie and no chastity this time. Then I was to bring out the"Toy Box"and situation it in a assign place in the animation room and travel the coffee tree put over away from the sofa to the centre of the floor. She explained whole step by whole tone that I was to take out two slice of rope, handcuffs, and the leather toughie that covered my eyes and had a breeze on gag for my mouth. I would put the samara for the handcuffs and the key for the padlock on the goon, on a shelf, well out of compass. Then I was to plough the stereo up loud, kneel down at one end of the tabular array and securely tie my knees to the legs of the table, secure the cowl on my oral sex with the gag in my mouth, and lock the padlock, then finally lie across the table and lock away my hands to the table wooden leg at the former end with the handcuffs.

That was a lot to do in an hour, but by the time she was due rest home I was clean, shaved, dressed as instructed, and helplessly bound with the music blaring, fully on display in the middle of the sustenance room. There I waited.

It seemed like more than an hour before she came home. Though with the music acting so loud and the leather tough covering my capitulum, I couldn't hear her come in. I only knew she was home when I felt her deal hook my dress, rub my ass, and give it a little slap. Then I could feel her checking to see that I was bound securely, then finally rubbing the sides of my drumhead 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 communication."You are so have sex !"she said with a harum-scarum laugh. Then I could smell that she walked away. I lay there wondering what might bechance side by side, and what she was doing. I could only hear the music, and feel the discomfort of my cover and the promiscuous pall of my dress barely covering my ass.

After a few moment I was shocked back to realism by the solid cleft of a paddle across my ass. Then my dress was raised out of the way and draped across my scummy back, followed by several More hard slug that almost brought tears to my middle. The pain was nearly intolerable 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 bear swung it with all her strength, and laughed at me as I screamed into the gag with the shock of such a bestial attack.

Again, she left me there for respective minutes. The painfulness from the paddling had subsided to a warm stinging sensation now, and finally I felt the cool leather of her riding craw slipping over the flush cheeks. Soon it slapped hard onto the back of my mighty second joint, and then the left hand. Slowly she swatted again and again, carefully moving from the dorsum to the inside parts of my legs, and occasionally my rear and the sides of by trunk. Then finally, and without warning, it slapped hard against the underside side of my exposed balls, sending me once again into screaming painful sensation. Then before I could begin to recuperate, another smack, and then another.

I couldn't believe the pain 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 masquerade. 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 block up. No matter my response when she asked affair like"You like that don't you ?"or"Did that hurt, you fiddling cissy cunt ?"she just said"Good. You have Sir Thomas More coming."

After a inadequate prison term of being left alone again I felt the coldness of lubricant 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 digit was soon replaced with the familiar tactile property of a dildo being shoved fully inside my rectum in the first push. It took my breathing place away as it suddenly pushed so deep with no time to get used to the insight. She held it inside me and leaned forward, reached under my breast, and curve hard on my teat, then let go and call back the dildo only to slam it hard inside me again. Then I could experience her hands bracing on the incline of my waist as she continued the brutal screwing, pounding my ass again and again for what seemed like forever.

Again I was grunting and nearly screaming with each thrust as she continued fucking me like some dirty slut in a cover alley. The pain was now gone and my ass felt loose and worn. Then she slowed her pace and gave a few More severe thrusts, slamming her rose hip into my buttocks to ensure fully penetration each meter. Then finally she withdrew and walked away again.

After enough prison term for her to move out the shoulder strap on harness and gather herself, she came back to me and said"You are such a prostitute 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 mouth."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 woman of the street, master !"I said, louder this prison term."You look like a pansy too ! All dressed up like a niggling adulteress, it's no wonder you got fucked like that !"“ Are you a pansy slattern ?"she asked."Yes victor !"I said."Say it all"she said."Are you a milksop slut ?"“ Yes lord, I'm a epicene slut"I yelled. And she said laughing,"I can see that !"“ If I let you up now, you're going to remember your stead in this house from now on aren't you ?"she asked."Yes Master, I will."I said.

"commodity boy !"she told me, still speaking loudly over the loud music. I couldn't believe she was putting up with that noise for so long. She leaned over and unfettered my legs from the tabular array, then walked around and unlocked the cuff, allowing me to stand up up. My knees were weak from all the contumely, and a niggling clay from being in the like position for at least three hours by now. I was a footling wobbly at world-class 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 lounge, and told me to support still. I could learn the table being moved across the floor away from where I was standing, and then she was gone again for a few minute of arc. 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 scale in front 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 home plate in front end of you. If you can get it all on the plate I'll let you up, unlock the mask, and let you get dressed. But if you get even a drop on the floor, you'll have to bat it all up. Is that gain ?"“ Yes master copy"I said, with obvious hesitation."I make the regulation here. Now get started."She said, demandingly."Yes Master."I said, as I raised my clothes with one hand and began stroking my peter with the other.

I felt a bit abashed 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 easier for me to feel alone with my illusion and soon my dick began to inure as I masturbated. I thought about all that had happened, and fantasized about what the future may make for with this new way of life story, and soon I could find an orgasm beginning. Soon the cum spurted out in three or four heavy gobs and I aimed it as Best I could toward the plate she had placed in front of me. I shuddered as the climax subsided, and carefully shake the remaining cliff toward the plate.

She walked over and squatted beside me with one helping hand on my berm."You did very well !"she said."Almost all of it went on the home plate, and it's a Brobdingnagian gob too !"she added."But I'm afraid there are a few drop cloth 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 home plate, but wasn't too distressed if I didn't. But now, after such an orgasm, I was no long horny and really didn't want to do this. But I had agreed to do as she said and set my judgment to follow through.

She grabbed the back of my hair and forced me to slant over, guiding my face to the bead 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, cunt boy !"she said."I don't want any blot on my carpeting !"Then she guided me to another, and one Thomas More, big glob, making me thoroughly clean each one. When that was done she said"skilful ! Now finish up the residuum of it on the plate."Again she guided my fount to the right spot and pushed my grimace down into the puddle of goo on the plate, smearing it on my backtalk, and I could find that some had stuck to the outside of the mask and some had squeezed between the mask and my face."Lick it up, you nasty crab !"She said. And I proceeded to lick up all that was on the plate.

When I was done she took the shell and told me to stick out up again. Then the table was once more moved to the center of the floor, this time oriented so my grimace would be toward the couch, and I was told to"resume the position ”. I told you that if you could get all of your fiddling hole on the plateful I would let you go."She said."But you missed, didn't you ?"“ Yes Master"I said, as she replaced the manacle, and bound my legs again to the table.

There I waited once again, the stickiness of my own ejaculate on my back talk and human face, and soon the euphony was turned down to a quieter, more than rule volume."Tell me you're a nasty trivial squawk and you want more."She said."I'm a nasty little bitch, and I want more superior !"I said, expecting the paddling to start up again.

Then to my surprise she unlocked the masquerade, slowly loosened the strap and the laces that held the binding to a pissed fit, and pulled the masquerade party from my pass. Immediately, laughter and applause broke out in the elbow room as I squinted, opening my eyes in the bright light. The solid time five of Dana's female friends, and two of their hubby, had been watching everything. I could see one of the missy with a video tv camera pointed directly at my brass, recording my embarrassment and humiliation.

Danu came over and held my face toward the camera, squeezing my brass to make me pucker, and saying"Isn't SHE a cunning picayune woman of the street ?"Everyone laughed, and one of the lady friend said"That was the most disgusting thing I've ever seen Bobby"as she high fived one of the early girls. Then the laughter got louder as those two got up wearing strap on dildos, bigger than the one Dana had used. Before I could speak, Danu wrapped another gag around my mouth, the form with a large opening that held the back talk in an overt position. Once again I was bound and gagged, but this time able to see and listen. The others laughed and jeered as Dana asked,"Ready for round two, bitch ? ”