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

I have fantasized about all kinds of things for some fourth dimension, but was hesitant to fetch it up with her. Finally I did and we started with simple handcuffs and some rope thraldom, and I have slowly introduced other theme over sentence. To my surprise she has been very sensory of almost all of it.

The first big stair was urine looseness. 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 enjoy pissing on me, and I modified a electric chair to contain a toilet backside to induce it more prosperous for her, rather than having to scrunch over me. But that storey is for another time.

Only recently, I showed her a picture 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"leave"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, leap and gagged, and locked in a virtue device. About the Sami time I bought an anal draw and expressed an interest in crossdessing. She was ok with that too and I soon began buying some women's scanty, 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 nada new but soon I felt the new whiz 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 went away and it actually started to experience good to me. She wasn't aristocratic 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 liberal dildo, and we used that a few metre over the next couple of month. Then after that, for some reason, we didn't do much of anything for a spell except an periodic 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 ca-ca a choice. Either we could stop all of it forever, or I would have to become her striver, and that from now on she would own tot control over me."Think about it before you answer"she said."I'm serious about this and you may not be make for everything that's going to happen ”. I thought about it for a few minute of arc and told her that I was ready to state to her in any way she wanted.

"Ok"she answered,"I'll be coming up with some formula and expectations soon, and of course I can change the rule any clip I like. Is that clear ?"“ Yeah"I said, and she immediately grabbed me by the collar and slapped me backbreaking across the face, and said sternly while pointing her finger's breadth at me"The beginning rule is that you will plow me as ‘ Ma'am or ‘ Master ’. Is that clear ?"“ Yes passe-partout"I responded. She then ordered me to go into the bedroom, strip totally defenseless, get the chastity device, a CB600S with a padlock for which only she has the key, and come back to the living room and put it on in social movement of her. I did as she said, and as she reached up to bust the whorl shut she gave my balls a little slap from below to reenforce her dominance over me. She then had me kneel before her as she gave me instructions for the adjacent day.

I usually get home from work a good 60 minutes before her. The future day when I got home I was to take a shower, plane my legs and underarms, and use a scented lotion that she would leave out for me. Then I was to dress in stockings, high heeled shoes, supporter belt, a bra, and a poor frilly dress. No panties and no chastity this clock time. Then I was to convey out the"Toy Box"and place it in a specified shoes in the sustenance room and go the coffee shelve away from the sofa to the centre of the floor. She explained footmark by whole tone that I was to claim out two piece of music of rope, handcuffs, and the leather hood that covered my centre and had a child's play on gag for my mouth. I would put the keys for the cuff and the key for the padlock on the cowling, on a shelf, well out of orbit. Then I was to sprain the stereo up loud, kneel down at one end of the table and securely tie my genu to the legs of the board, ensure the tough on my drumhead with the gag in my mouth, and lock the padlock, then finally lie across the table and lock my manus to the tabular array legs at the other end with the handcuffs.

That was a lot to do in an hr, but by the prison term she was due home I was clean, shaved, dressed as instructed, and helplessly bound with the medicine blare, fully on presentation in the centre of the living way. There I waited.

It seemed like Thomas More than an hour before she came home. Though with the music playing so meretricious and the leather punk covering my pinna, I couldn't hear her come in. I only knew she was home when I felt her hand filch my attire, rub my ass, and give way it a little slap. Then I could find her checking to see that I was bound securely, then finally rubbing the position 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 fucked !"she said with a freewheeling laugh. Then I could feel that she walked away. I lay there wondering what might happen next, and what she was doing. I could only find out the music, and feel the irritation of my ski binding and the illuminate curtain of my dress barely covering my ass.

After a few minutes I was shocked back to realness by the solid crevice of a paddle across my ass. Then my dress was raised out of the way and draped across my lower back, followed by several more hard licks that almost brought tears to my eyes. 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 meter she must let 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 several second. The pain from the paddling had subsided to a warm stinging maven now, and finally I felt the cool leather of her riding crop slipping over the ablaze cheek. Soon it slapped hard onto the dorsum of my right field thigh, and then the left. Slowly she swatted again and again, carefully moving from the dorsum to the inner component part of my legs, and occasionally my back and the face of by torso. Then finally, and without warning, it slapped hard against the bottom side of my exposed balls, sending me once again into screaming pain. Then before I could set about to recover, another smacking, and then another.

I couldn't believe the hurting she had inflicted, and she was laughing as she again walked away. I felt faithful to passing out and felt the wetness of weeping 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 blockade. No matter my response when she asked things like"You like that don't you ?"or"Did that hurt, you little sissy cunt ?"she just said"trade good. You have more coming."

After a short time of being left alone again I felt the frigidity of lubricating substance 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 digit was soon replaced with the familiar feel of a dildo being shoved fully inside my rectum in the initiatory push. It took my breath away as it suddenly pushed so deep with no prison term to get used to the penetration. She held it inside me and leaned forward, reached under my bureau, and twisted hard on my nipples, then let go and call back the dildo only to mosh it concentrated inside me again. Then I could sense her hands bracing on the English of my waist as she continued the brutal piece of tail, pounding my ass again and again for what seemed comparable forever.

Again I was grunting and nearly screaming with each thrust as she continued fucking me like some smutty slut in a back alley. The hurting was now gone and my ass felt loose and get into. Then she slowed her tread and gave a few Thomas More operose thrusts, slamming her hips into my buttocks to ensure full penetration each fourth dimension. Then finally she withdrew and walked away again.

After plenty time for her to transfer the 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 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-bodied to verbalise."Yes what ? Bitch !"she said loudly."I want to hear you say it !"“ Yes ! I'm a bawd, Master !"I said, louder this fourth dimension."You look like a sissy too ! All dressed up like a slight slovenly woman, it's no wonder you got fucked like that !"“ Are you a Milquetoast fornicatress ?"she asked."Yes sea captain !"I said."Say it all"she said."Are you a effeminate slut ?"“ Yes captain, 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 property in this house from now on aren't you ?"she asked."Yes professional, I will."I said.

"commodity boy !"she told me, still speaking loudly over the loud euphony. I couldn't believe she was putting up with that noise for so long. She leaned over and untied my pegleg from the table, then walked around and unlocked the handcuff, allowing me to stand up. My articulatio genus were weak from all the ill-treatment, and a little stiff from being in the like spot for at least three hours by now. I was a little wobbly at starting time but it felt undecomposed to stand.

She moved me to one face of the table to which I had been bound, stood me facing in the focusing of the lounge, and told me to put up still. I could hear the table being moved across the floor away from where I was standing, and then she was gone again for a few instant. 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 return me a little show."“ A appearance ?"I asked."I want you to she-bop, and cum on the 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 cloth on the floor, you'll have to lick it all up. Is that sack ?"“ Yes Master"I said, with obvious faltering."I make the rules here. Now get started."She said, demandingly."Yes Master."I said, as I raised my attire with one hand and began stroking my dick with the other.

I felt a bit embarrass to do this in front end of her, but she ordered it so I would do as I was told. And somehow, still being masked and ineffectual to see made it well-heeled for me to finger alone with my fantasy and soon my dick began to harden as I masturbated. I thought about all that had happened, and fantasized about what the future may play with this new way of life story, and soon I could feel an coming beginning. Soon the cum spurted out in three or four large lode and I aimed it as Best I could toward the plate she had placed in front end of me. I shuddered as the orgasm 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, 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 thought 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 lack to do this. But I had agreed to do as she said and set my judgment to follow through.

She grabbed the binding of my hair and forced me to slant over, guiding my face to the drops on the floor. I could feel the wetness of one spot as my sass touched it and began licking it up through the mouthpiece hole in the masquerade party."Get it all, pussy boy !"she said."I don't want any place on my carpet !"Then she guided me to another, and one more, magnanimous glob, making me thoroughly clear each one. When that was done she said"Good ! Now finish up the rest of it on the plate."Again she guided my nerve to the right spot and pushed my grimace down into the puddle of goo on the plate, smearing it on my lips, 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 bitch !"She said. And I proceeded to thrash up all that was on the plate.

When I was done she took the home and told me to stand up again. Then the mesa was once more moved to the centre of attention of the story, this clock time oriented so my face would be toward the sofa, and I was told to"resume the spot ”. I told you that if you could get all of your picayune mess on the 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 semen on my sassing and face, and soon the music was turned down to a quieter, to a greater extent pattern loudness."Tell me you're a awful little bitch and you want more."She said."I'm a cruddy petty bitch, and I want more captain !"I said, expecting the paddling to start again.

Then to my surprisal she unlocked the mask, slowly loosened the strap and the laces that held the back to a mingy fit, and pulled the masquerade party from my nous. Immediately, laughter and applause broke out in the room as I squinted, opening my eyes in the bright visible radiation. The unscathed time five of Dana's distaff admirer, and two of their husbands, had been watching everything. I could see one of the young lady with a telecasting tv camera pointed directly at my typeface, recording my embarrassment and humiliation.

Dana came over and held my font toward the tv camera, squeezing my face to create me pucker, and saying"Isn't SHE a cute little bawd ?"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 girl. Then the laugh got louder as those two got up wearing strap on dildos, big than the one Danu had used. Before I could speak, Danu 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 metre able to see and get a line. The others laughed and jeered as Dana asked,"Ready for round of golf two, gripe ? ”