My married woman, Danu, and I have been experimenting with bondage and early kinky natural action for a class or two now. She is not interested in being the submissive/bottom, and I prefer that function. So with that decided from the rootage we have slowly added more and More to our list.

I have fantasized about all variety of things for some time, but was hesitant to convey it up with her. Finally I did and we started with simple handcuffs and some rope thrall, and I have slowly introduced other mind over time. To my surprise she has been very centripetal of almost all of it.

The low gear big step was piddle shimmer. I was afraid she would just be disgusted and turned off by that and that I would never be able-bodied to see it. But she soon began to actually enjoy pissing on me, and I modified a chair to incorporate a lavatory stern to create it more comfortable for her, rather than having to squat over me. But that taradiddle 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 worry. Again to my surprisal, 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, limit and gagged, and locked in a sexual abstention device. About the same clock time I bought an anal hook and expressed an stake in crossdessing. She was ok with that too and I soon began buying some cleaning woman's pantie, stockings, and early things.

Then one night she blind folded me and tied me face down across the coffee board and began to dodder me. The paddling was zip new but soon I felt the new genius of something slippery sliding between my ass cheek. She was sticking a dildo in my ass ! It hurt like snake pit at first but soon the pain went away and it actually started to sense skilful to me. She wasn't gentle with it either, but I found that I liked the smell of being abused that way. I soon bought a strap on harness, and a bigger dildo, and we used that a few time over the next brace of months. Then after that, for some reason, we didn't do much of anything for a piece 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 choice. Either we could kibosh all of it forever, or I would hold to go her striver, and that from now on she would have total control 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 happen ”. 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 of action I can exchange the rules any fourth dimension I like. Is that light ?"“ Yeah"I said, and she immediately grabbed me by the choker and slapped me hard across the brass, and said sternly while pointing her finger at me"The first rule is that you will address me as ‘ Ma'am or ‘ master key ’. Is that sack up ?"“ Yes Master"I responded. She then ordered me to go into the chamber, cartoon strip totally naked, get the chastity 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 front of her. I did as she said, and as she reached up to snatch up the curl shut she gave my balls a lilliputian smacking from below to reenforce her dominance over me. She then had me kneel before her as she gave me instruction manual for the succeeding day.

I usually get home from work a practiced hour before her. The next day when I got home plate I was to submit a shower, plane my legs and underarms, and use a scented application that she would go out out for me. Then I was to coiffe in stockings, high heeled shoes, garter belt, a bra, and a inadequate frilly dress. No panty and no sexual morality this meter. Then I was to work out the"Toy Box"and seat it in a specified place in the living way and move the coffee table away from the sofa to the middle of the story. She explained whole step by step that I was to take out two bit of rope, cuff, and the leather hood that covered my middle and had a child's play on gag for my mouth. I would put the key for the handcuffs and the key for the padlock on the toughie, on a shelf, well out of orbit. 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 leg of the table, secure the hood on my head with the gag in my oral fissure, and lock the padlock, then finally lie across the mesa and lock my hands to the table peg at the other end with the handcuffs.

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

It seemed like More than an time of day before she came rest home. Though with the euphony performing so garish and the leather punk covering my ears, I couldn't hear her come in. I only knew she was domicile when I felt her hand annul my attire, rub my ass, and throw it a slight slap. Then I could experience her checking to see that I was bound securely, then finally rubbing the sides of my head through the leather goon. 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 bang !"she said with a carefree laugh. Then I could smell that she walked away. I lay there wondering what might encounter next, and what she was doing. I could only hear the music, and sense the discomfort of my bindings and the ignitor drapery of my dress barely covering my ass.

After a few proceedings I was shocked back to reality by the solid state crack of a larrup across my ass. Then my dress was raised out of the way and draped across my lower back, followed by several more hard biff that almost brought split to my optic. The annoyance 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 minute and then it hit again. This time she must deliver swung it with all her metier, and laughed at me as I screamed into the gag with the shock of such a barbarous attack.

Again, she left me there for several hour. The nuisance from the paddling had subsided to a warm stinging sentiency now, and finally I felt the cool leather of her riding crop slipping over the reddened cheeks. Soon it slapped hard onto the back of my right hand 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 merchant ship English of my exposed balls, sending me once again into screaming bother. Then before I could set about to recover, 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 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 answer when she asked things like"You like that don't you ?"or"Did that injury, you little sissy bitch ?"she just said"Good. You have More coming."

After a short time of being left alone again I felt the coldness of lubricant being generously applied to the crack of my ass, and a gloved fingerbreadth 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 beginning push. It took my breathing place away as it suddenly pushed so deeply with no time to get used to the incursion. She held it inside me and leaned forward, reached under my pectus, and pervert hard on my nipples, then let go and call back the dildo only to thrash it hard inside me again. Then I could feel her custody bracing on the slope of my shank as she continued the savage shtup, pounding my ass again and again for what seemed like forever.

Again I was grunting and nearly screaming with each poking as she continued fucking me like some filthy slovenly woman in a back back street. The pain was now gone and my ass felt at large and worn. Then she slowed her stride and gave a few to a greater extent heavily driving force, slamming her rose hip into my buttocks to insure broad insight each fourth dimension. Then finally she withdrew and walked away again.

After enough sentence for her to remove the strap on harness and gathering herself, she came back to me and said"You are such a working girl aren't you ?"“ MmmHmm"I tried to reply, still tightly bound and gagged. She reached around and unsnapped the gag, and pulled it from my oral cavity."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 hear you say it !"“ Yes ! I'm a tart, sea captain !"I said, louder this time."You look like a sissy too ! All dressed up like a little slut, it's no marvel you got fucked like that !"“ Are you a sissy slut ?"she asked."Yes captain !"I said."Say it all"she said."Are you a effeminate slut ?"“ Yes Master, I'm a effeminate adulteress"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 mansion from now on aren't you ?"she asked."Yes Master, I will."I said.

"Good boy !"she told me, still speaking loudly over the cheap music. I couldn't believe she was putting up with that noise for so long. She leaned over and untied my pegleg from the tabular array, then walked around and unlocked the handlock, allowing me to stand up. My knee joint were weak from all the abuse, and a little remains from being in the same attitude for at least three minute by now. I was a little wobbly at outset but it felt good to stand.

She moved me to one side of the tabular array to which I had been bound, stood me facing in the management of the sofa, and told me to abide still. I could hear the table being moved across the level 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 storey."Now you're going to open me a little show."“ A appearance ?"I asked."I want you to masturbate, and cum on the home in front of you. If you can get it all on the home base I'll let you up, unlock the masquerade party, 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 clear ?"“ Yes Master"I said, with obvious hesitancy."I make the rules here. Now get started."She said, demandingly."Yes Master."I said, as I raised my dress with one hand and began stroking my cock with the other.

I felt a bit embarrassed to do this in front line 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 loose for me to feel alone with my fancy and soon my dick began to harden as I masturbated. I thought about all that had happened, and fantasized about what the future may bring with this new way of animation, and soon I could feel an orgasm beginning. Soon the cum spurted out in three or four ponderous onus and I aimed it as best I could toward the plate she had placed in figurehead of me. I shuddered as the orgasm subsided, and carefully throw off the remaining driblet 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 plate, and it's a huge gob too !"she added."But I'm afraid there are a few drop curtain 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 shell, 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 judgement to follow through.

She grabbed the dorsum of my haircloth and forced me to lean over, guiding my face to the drop 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 masquerade."Get it all, kitty boy !"she said."I don't want any spots on my carpet !"Then she guided me to another, and one more, enceinte glob, making me thoroughly clean each one. When that was done she said"Good ! Now finish up the repose of it on the plate."Again she guided my cheek to the rectify post and pushed my face down into the puddle of goo on the plate, smearing it on my lips, and I could palpate that some had stuck to the outside of the masquerade and some had squeezed between the masque and my nerve."Lick it up, you nasty bitch !"She said. And I proceeded to figure out up all that was on the plate.

When I was done she took the plate and told me to remain firm up again. Then the table was once more moved to the center of the level, this time oriented so my grimace would be toward the sofa, and I was told to"resume the office ”. I told you that if you could get all of your small sight on the dental 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 come on my mouth and face, and soon the music was turned down to a quieter, to a greater extent normal loudness."Tell me you're a nasty little bitch and you want more."She said."I'm a nasty minuscule beef, and I want more Master !"I said, expecting the paddling to get again.

Then to my surprise she unlocked the mask, slowly loosened the shoulder strap and the laces that held the back to a tight fit, and pulled the masquerade from my head. Immediately, laughter and applause broke out in the way as I squinted, opening my eyes in the shining light. The whole time five of Dana's distaff friends, and two of their husband, had been watching everything. I could see one of the miss with a video camera pointed directly at my grimace, recording my overplus and humiliation.

Dana came over and held my face toward the tv camera, squeezing my brass to make me pucker, and saying"Isn't SHE a cute little whore ?"Everyone laughed, and one of the girls said"That was the most distasteful thing 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 strap on dildos, vainglorious than the one Dana had used. Before I could verbalise, Dana wrapped another gag around my mouth, the kind with a heavy opening move that held the mouth in an unfastened position. Once again I was bound and gagged, but this time capable to see and get word. The others laughed and jeered as Dana asked,"Ready for bout two, cunt ? ”