My married woman, Dana, and I have been experimenting with bondage and other kinky natural action for a year or two now. She is not interested in being the submissive/bottom, and I prefer that theatrical 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 matter for some meter, but was hesitant to institute it up with her. Finally I did and we started with simple handcuffs and some rope bondage, and I have slowly introduced former theme over time. To my surprise she has been very receptive of almost all of it.

The first 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 experience it. But she soon began to actually bask pissing on me, and I modified a chairperson to incorporate a toilet bum to ready it more prosperous for her, rather than having to squat over me. But that story is for another time.

Only recently, I showed her a television 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 surprise, she was open to it. We didn't do anything about it for a spell, 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, spring and gagged, and locked in a sexual abstention device. About the Lapplander time I bought an anal retentive lure and expressed an sake in crossdessing. She was ok with that too and I soon began buying some women's pantie, stockings, and early things.

Then one nighttime she blind folded me and tied me face down across the deep brown mesa and began to paddle me. The paddling was nothing new but soon I felt the new aesthesis 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 pain sensation 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 feeling of being abused that way. I soon bought a strap on harness, and a self-aggrandising dildo, and we used that a few sentence over the next couple of months. Then after that, for some reason, we didn't do much of anything for a while except an occasional paddling. Even the chastity device 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 check all of it forever, or I would hold to become her slave, and that from now on she would have add up ascendance over me."Think about it before you answer"she said."I'm good about this and you may not be gear up for everything that's going to happen ”. I thought about it for a few minute of arc and told her that I was cook to reconcile to her in any way she wanted.

"Ok"she answered,"I'll be coming up with some normal and expectations soon, and of course I can change the rules any meter I like. Is that pull in ?"“ Yeah"I said, and she immediately grabbed me by the leash and slapped me severely across the face, and said sternly while pointing her finger at me"The beginning rule is that you will deal me as ‘ Ma'am or ‘ skipper ’. Is that decipherable ?"“ Yes schoolmaster"I responded. She then ordered me to go into the sleeping room, strip totally bare, get the sexual abstention device, a CB600S with a padlock for which only she has the key, and come back to the living way and put it on in strawman of her. I did as she said, and as she reached up to lose it the ringlet shut she gave my balls a slight slap from below to reward her ascendancy over me. She then had me kneel before her as she gave me instructions for the next day.

I usually get home from body of work a commodity hour before her. The next day when I got home plate I was to take a shower, shave my legs and underarms, and use a scented application that she would leave out for me. Then I was to dress in stockings, high heeled skid, garter belted ammunition, a bra, and a shortsighted frilly dress. No panties and no virtue this time. Then I was to add out the"Toy Box"and place it in a specified office in the living room and make a motion the coffee table away from the sofa to the eye of the story. She explained whole step by whole step that I was to take out two composition of Mexican valium, handcuffs, 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 stretch. 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 peg of the table, secure the goon on my nous with the gag in my back talk, and lock the padlock, then finally lie across the mesa and lock my handwriting to the tabular array pegleg at the early end with the handcuffs.

That was a lot to do in an time of day, but by the time she was due base I was clean, shaved, dressed as instructed, and helplessly bound with the music blaring, fully on display in the heart of the bread and butter way. There I waited.

It seemed like Thomas More than an hour before she came home. Though with the music playacting so loud and the leather hoodlum covering my ears, I couldn't hear her come in. I only knew she was home when I felt her paw lift my wearing apparel, rub my ass, and give way it a little smack. Then I could feel her checking to see that I was bound securely, then finally rubbing the side of my head through the leather hood. She held my case 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 fucked !"she said with a freewheeling laughter. Then I could sense that she walked away. I lay there wondering what might materialise side by side, and what she was doing. I could only hear the music, and feel the discomfort of my bandaging and the Light Within mantle of my frock barely covering my ass.

After a few minutes I was shocked back to realism by the solid whirl of a boat paddle across my ass. Then my dress was raised out of the way and draped across my downcast back, followed by several Thomas More hard licks that almost brought split to my eyes. The pain was nearly unbearable but I could only tense up and grunt through the gag. She softly rubbed the 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 cruel attack.

Again, she left me there for respective minutes. The pain from the paddling had subsided to a warmly sting sensation now, and finally I felt the poise leather of her riding crop slipping over the flush face. Soon it slapped hard onto the back of my compensate thigh, and then the left. Slowly she swatted again and again, carefully moving from the book binding to the interior parts of my legs, and occasionally my back and the sides of by body. Then finally, and without warning, it slapped hard against the fundament incline of my exposed balls, sending me once again into screaming painful sensation. Then before I could start out to recuperate, 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 conclusion 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 subject my response when she asked things like"You like that don't you ?"or"Did that hurt, you little sissy bitch ?"she just said"commodity. You have more coming."

After a scant sentence of being left alone again I felt the coldness of lubricator being generously applied to the crack 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 feel of a dildo being shoved fully inside my rectum in the initiatory push. It took my breathing space away as it suddenly pushed so rich with no time to get used to the insight. She held it inside me and leaned forward, reached under my dresser, and twisted hard on my mammilla, then let go and seclude the dildo only to slam it hard inside me again. Then I could feel her manpower bracing on the face of my waistline as she continued the brutal nooky, 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 filthy slut in a back bowling alley. The pain was now gone and my ass felt wanton and assume. Then she slowed her stride and gave a few more hard poke, slamming her hips into my buttocks to see to the full insight each time. Then finally she withdrew and walked away again.

After plenty time for her to remove the shoulder strap on harness and gather herself, she came back to me and said"You are such a cocotte 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-bodied to speak."Yes what ? Bitch !"she said loudly."I want to hear you say it !"“ Yes ! I'm a cocotte, headmaster !"I said, louder this time."You look like a milksop too ! All dressed up like a little slut, it's no wonder you got fucked like that !"“ Are you a sissified slattern ?"she asked."Yes sea captain !"I said."Say it all"she said."Are you a sissified slut ?"“ Yes headmaster, I'm a sissy slut"I yelled. And she said laughing,"I can see that !"“ If I let you up now, you're going to remember your spot in this house from now on aren't you ?"she asked."Yes victor, I will."I said.

"goodness boy !"she told me, still speaking loudly over the loud euphony. I couldn't believe she was putting up with that disturbance for so long. She leaned over and untied my legs from the table, then walked around and unlocked the handcuff, allowing me to stand up. My genu were weak from all the abuse, and a little stiff from being in the same locating for at least three hours by now. I was a little wobbly at first but it felt estimable to stand.

She moved me to one side of the mesa to which I had been bound, stood me facing in the direction of the sofa, and told me to endure 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 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 end of me on the floor."Now you're going to render me a little show."“ A appearance ?"I asked."I want you to masturbate, and cum on the plate in strawman of you. If you can get it all on the plateful I'll let you up, unlock the mask, and let you get dressed. But if you get even a drop on the trading floor, you'll have to lick it all up. Is that clean ?"“ Yes Master"I said, with obvious hesitation."I make the ruler here. Now get started."She said, demandingly."Yes Master."I said, as I raised my dress with one helping hand 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 easier for me to feel alone with my fantasies and soon my prick began to harden as I masturbated. I thought about all that had happened, and fantasized about what the future may contribute with this new way of biography, and soon I could find an coming beginning. Soon the cum spurted out in three or four sullen loads 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 stir 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 collection plate, and it's a huge gob too !"she added."But I'm afraid there are a few drop cloth on the floor."

As I was horny and masturbating, the thinking of licking up my cum didn't seem too bad. I hoped I would get it all on the plate, but wasn't too vex if I didn't. But now, after such an orgasm, 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 judgment to come through.

She grabbed the spine of my fuzz and forced me to slant over, guiding my boldness to the bead on the floor. I could feel the wetness of one patch as my sass touched it and began licking it up through the mouthpiece hole in the mask."Get it all, kitty boy !"she said."I don't want any spots on my rug !"Then she guided me to another, and one more, larger glob, making me thoroughly clean each one. When that was done she said"Good ! Now finish up the sleep of it on the plate."Again she guided my face to the right spot and pushed my human face down into the pool of goo on the 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 masquerade and my cheek."slug it up, you nasty backbite !"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 Thomas More moved to the center of the level, this sentence oriented so my look would be toward the couch, and I was told to"resume the placement ”. 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 schoolmaster"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 semen on my lips and expression, and soon the music was turned down to a quieter, more rule bulk."William Tell me you're a nasty little bitch and you want more."She said."I'm a tight niggling cunt, and I want more Master !"I said, expecting the paddling to start up again.

Then to my surprise she unlocked the masque, slowly loosened the strap and the lacing that held the back to a tight fit, and pulled the masquerade from my straits. Immediately, laughter and applause broke out in the room as I squinted, opening my eyes in the burnished light. The unscathed metre five of Danu's female friends, and two of their hubby, had been watching everything. I could see one of the fille with a TV camera pointed directly at my facial expression, recording my overplus and humiliation.

Dana came over and held my fount toward the tv camera, squeezing my cheeks to make me ruck, and saying"Isn't SHE a cute little sporting lady ?"Everyone laughed, and one of the young woman said"That was the most disgusting affair I've ever seen Bobby"as she high fived one of the other fille. 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, Danu wrapped another gag around my rima oris, the kind with a large opening that held the mouth in an give position. Once again I was bound and gagged, but this time able to see and hear. The others laughed and jeered as Dana asked,"Ready for round two, beef ? ”