My wife, Danu, 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 source we have slowly added Thomas More and more to our list.

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

The low big stride was piss play. I was afraid she would just be disgusted and turned off by that and that I would never be capable to experience it. But she soon began to actually delight pissing on me, and I modified a hot seat to incorporate a stool seat to crap it more easy for her, rather than having to crouch over me. But that floor is for another time.

Only recently, I showed her a telecasting on the internet of a man being butt fucked by a cleaning lady with a strap on dildo, and casually mentioned that I would be"willing"to try that if she was concern. Again to my surprise, she was undefendable 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, spring and gagged, and locked in a chastity device. About the Saami metre I bought an anal bait and expressed an interest in crossdessing. She was ok with that too and I soon began buying some womanhood'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 nothing new but soon I felt the new virtuoso of something slippery sliding between my ass face. She was sticking a dildo in my ass ! It hurt like Hell at first but soon the pain went away and it actually started to feel secure to me. She wasn't blue-blooded 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 bigger dildo, and we used that a few times over the side by side mates of months. Then after that, for some cause, we didn't do much of anything for a while except an casual paddling. Even the celibacy twist I had bought and wore for a patch 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 terminate all of it forever, or I would have to become her hard worker, and that from now on she would take total control over me."Think about it before you answer"she said."I'm grave about this and you may not be make for everything that's going to hap ”. I thought about it for a few minutes and told her that I was fix to submit to her in any way she wanted.

"Ok"she answered,"I'll be coming up with some rule and outlook soon, and of course of action I can change the rules any time I like. Is that light ?"“ Yeah"I said, and she immediately grabbed me by the collar and slapped me hard across the boldness, and said sternly while pointing her finger at me"The first principle is that you will deal me as ‘ Ma'am or ‘ Master ’. Is that pull in ?"“ Yes Master"I responded. She then ordered me to go into the bedroom, strip totally nude, get the chastity twist, a CB600S with a padlock for which only she has the key, and come back to the keep 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 picayune slap from below to reward her control over me. She then had me kneel before her as she gave me statement for the next day.

I usually get household from employment a good minute before her. The next day when I got menage I was to get a exhibitioner, shave my stage and underarms, and use a scented lotion that she would entrust out for me. Then I was to dress in stockings, high heeled place, supporter belt, a bra, and a short frilly dress. No pantie and no chastity this prison term. Then I was to bring out the"Toy Box"and place it in a specified place in the bread and butter room and actuate the coffee shelve away from the sofa to the middle of the floor. She explained step by gradation that I was to take out two pieces of rope, handcuffs, and the leather hood that covered my eyes and had a snatch on gag for my back talk. I would put the keys for the handlock and the key for the padlock on the thug, on a shelf, well out of orbit. Then I was to turn over the stereoscopic photograph up loud, kneel down at one end of the tabular array and securely tie my knee to the legs of the tabular array, secure the goon on my top dog with the gag in my oral cavity, and lock the padlock, then finally lie across the tabular array and put away my custody to the mesa legs 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 blank, shaved, dressed as instructed, and helplessly bound with the music blaring, fully on display in the center of the living way. There I waited.

It seemed like more than an hr before she came home. Though with the music playing so loud and the leather strong-armer covering my auricle, I couldn't hear her come in. I only knew she was home when I felt her hand uprise my frock, rub my ass, and give it a picayune smacking. Then I could feel her checking to see that I was bound securely, then finally rubbing the sides of my head through the leather cap. 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 do it !"she said with a carefree laugh. Then I could sense that she walked away. I lay there wondering what might pass off adjacent, and what she was doing. I could only hear the music, and feel the irritation of my bindings and the light pall of my dress barely covering my ass.

After a few minutes I was shocked back to realness by the solid crack of a paddle across my ass. Then my apparel was raised out of the way and draped across my glower back, followed by respective more heavily licks that almost brought snag to my centre. The pain was nearly unbearable but I could only strain 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 military 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 pain from the paddling had subsided to a ardent stinging sensation now, and finally I felt the cool leather of her riding craw slipping over the reddened brass. Soon it slapped hard onto the back of my correctly second joint, and then the left. Slowly she swatted again and again, carefully moving from the back to the inside parts of my leg, and occasionally my back and the side of meat of by trunk. Then finally, and without warning, it slapped hard against the bottom side of my exposed testis, sending me once again into screaming annoyance. Then before I could start out 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 ending 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 topic my response when she asked thing like"You like that don't you ?"or"Did that damage, you little sissy kick ?"she just said"Good. You have more coming."

After a short metre of being left alone again I felt the coldness of lubricant being generously applied to the chap of my ass, and a gloved fingerbreadth forcing some of it inside and loosening my cakehole. I knew what this meant and the finger was soon replaced with the companion feel of a dildo being shoved fully inside my rectum in the first button. It took my breath away as it suddenly pushed so deep with no fourth dimension to get used to the incursion. She held it inside me and leaned forward, reached under my chest, and twisted hard on my nipple, then let go and sequestrate the dildo only to bang it unvoiced inside me again. Then I could experience her work force bracing on the sides 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 stab as she continued fucking me like some filthy slut in a back alley. The painfulness was now gone and my ass felt loose and careworn. Then she slowed her footstep and gave a few more than grueling driving force, slamming her hips into my buttocks to ensure full penetration each clip. Then finally she withdrew and walked away again.

After plenty time for her to murder the shoulder strap on harness and gather herself, she came back to me and said"You are such a tart 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 able to speak."Yes what ? beef !"she said loudly."I want to hear you say it !"“ Yes ! I'm a woman of the street, Master !"I said, louder this clip."You look like a pansy too ! All dressed up like a lilliputian slovenly woman, it's no wonderment you got fucked like that !"“ Are you a pantywaist slut ?"she asked."Yes Master !"I said."Say it all"she said."Are you a sissy slut ?"“ Yes Master, I'm a cissy 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 passkey, I will."I said.

"good boy !"she told me, still speaking loudly over the tatty music. I couldn't believe she was putting up with that noise for so long. She leaned over and untie my legs from the table, then walked around and unlocked the handcuffs, allowing me to place upright up. My human knee were infirm from all the abuse, and a lilliputian stiff from being in the Sami office for at least three hours by now. I was a little wobbly at first but it felt honorable to stand.

She moved me to one incline of the board to which I had been bound, stood me facing in the counseling of the lounge, and told me to suffer still. I could hear the mesa 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 base."Now you're going to gift me a petty show."“ A appearance ?"I asked."I want you to masturbate, and cum on the photographic plate in front 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 dip on the floor, you'll have to thrash it all up. Is that clear ?"“ Yes Master"I said, with obvious hesitation."I make the linguistic rule here. Now get started."She said, demandingly."Yes Master."I said, as I raised my dress with one mitt and began stroking my dick with the other.

I felt a bit humiliated to do this in figurehead 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 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 convey with this new way of life story, and soon I could feel an orgasm root. Soon the cum spurted out in three or four heavy consignment and I aimed it as best I could toward the home she had placed in front of me. I shuddered as the orgasm subsided, and carefully rock the remaining drops toward the plate.

She walked over and squatted beside me with one bridge player on my berm."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 drops on the floor."

As I was horny and masturbating, the persuasion of licking up my cum didn't seem too bad. I hoped I would get it all on the dental plate, but wasn't too care if I didn't. But now, after such an climax, I was no thirster horny and really didn't privation to do this. But I had agreed to do as she said and set my mind to observe through.

She grabbed the backrest of my hairsbreadth and forced me to lean over, guiding my human face to the drops on the level. I could feel the wetness of one office as my lips touched it and began licking it up through the mouth hole in the masquerade party."Get it all, snatch boy !"she said."I don't want any dapple on my carpeting !"Then she guided me to another, and one to a greater extent, larger lump, making me good clean each one. When that was done she said"Good ! Now finish up the rest of it on the plate."Again she guided my expression to the ripe smear and pushed my face down into the puddle of goo on the collection plate, smearing it on my backtalk, and I could feel that some had stuck to the outside of the mask and some had squeezed between the mask and my boldness."Lick it up, you nasty bitch !"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 more moved to the snapper of the base, this time oriented so my face 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 hatful on the collection 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 wooden leg again to the table.

There I waited once again, the stickiness of my own cum on my lips and expression, and soon the music was turned down to a quieter, Thomas More normal volume."Tell me you're a nasty little bitch and you want more."She said."I'm a filthy footling squawk, and I want more Master !"I said, expecting the paddling to start out again.

Then to my surprise she unlocked the mask, slowly loosened the shoulder strap and the lace that held the binding to a tight fit, and pulled the masquerade party from my head. Immediately, laughter and applause broke out in the way as I squinted, opening my eye in the bright lighter. The whole time five of Danu's female person friends, and two of their husbands, had been watching everything. I could see one of the young lady with a telecasting camera pointed directly at my face, recording my embarrassment and humiliation.

Dana came over and held my typeface toward the camera, squeezing my cheeks to make me pucker, and saying"Isn't SHE a cute little whore ?"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 girls. Then the laughter got louder as those two got up wearing strap on dildos, bigger than the one Danu had used. Before I could utter, 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 fourth dimension able to see and hear. The others laughed and jeered as Danu asked,"Ready for daily round two, beef ? ”