My wife, Dana, and I have been experimenting with thraldom and other kinky activities for a year or two now. She is not concerned 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 form of affair for some fourth dimension, but was hesitating to bring it up with her. Finally I did and we started with simple cuff and some R-2 bondage, and I have slowly introduced other ideas over clock time. To my surprise she has been very receptive of almost all of it.

The first big step was piss 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 chair to incorporate a toilet seat to arrive at it more comfortable for her, rather than having to scrunch up over me. But that tarradiddle 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"bequeath"to try that if she was interested. Again to my surprisal, she was assailable to it. We didn't do anything about it for a while, and hadn't bought a harness, but I had bought a couplet of dildos for her, hoping she would use them to pleasure herself while I watched, bound and gagged, and locked in a sexual abstention twist. About the same time I bought an anal claw and expressed an interest in crossdessing. She was ok with that too and I soon began buying some adult female's pantie, stockings, and other things.

Then one dark she blind folded me and tied me face down across the coffee tabular array and began to paddle me. The paddling was nothing new but soon I felt the new sensation of something slippery sliding between my ass face. She was sticking a dildo in my ass ! It hurt like underworld at commencement but soon the pain in the ass went away and it actually started to palpate ripe 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 braggart dildo, and we used that a few times over the next duo of months. Then after that, for some understanding, 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 wee a choice. Either we could break off all of it forever, or I would have got to become her striver, and that from now on she would have tot up control over me."Think about it before you answer"she said."I'm serious about this and you may not be fix for everything that's going to come about ”. I thought about it for a few minutes and told her that I was cook to relegate to her in any way she wanted.

"Ok"she answered,"I'll be coming up with some principle and expectations soon, and of course I can interchange the rules any time I like. Is that authorize ?"“ Yeah"I said, and she immediately grabbed me by the collar and slapped me hard across the nerve, and said sternly while pointing her digit at me"The low linguistic rule is that you will address me as ‘ Ma'am or ‘ sea captain ’. Is that clear ?"“ Yes Master"I responded. She then ordered me to go into the bedroom, strip totally raw, get the chastity gimmick, a CB600S with a padlock for which only she has the key, and arrive back to the bread and butter room and put it on in strawman of her. I did as she said, and as she reached up to tear the lock shut she gave my glob a trivial smacking from below to reinforce her dominance over me. She then had me kneel before her as she gave me educational activity for the next day.

I usually get rest home from piece of work a goodness hour before her. The next day when I got abode I was to take a rain 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 short frilly trim. No panties and no chastity this time. Then I was to impart out the"Toy Box"and place it in a specified plaza in the living room and actuate the coffee table away from the sofa to the middle of the trading floor. She explained step by step that I was to fill out two part of rope, handcuffs, and the leather punk that covered my eyes and had a snap on gag for my backtalk. I would put the keys for the handcuffs and the key for the padlock on the cap, on a shelf, well out of reach. Then I was to turn the stereo up loud, kneel down at one end of the table and securely tie my knees to the ramification of the table, secure the goon on my head with the gag in my rima oris, and lock the padlock, then finally lie across the board and mesh my hands to the board legs at the other end with the handcuffs.

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

It seemed like more than an hour before she came menage. Though with the music playing so loud and the leather goon covering my ear, I couldn't hear her come in. I only knew she was plate when I felt her hired man lift my dress, rub my ass, and contribute it a little smack. Then I could sense her checking to see that I was bound securely, then finally rubbing the sides of my head 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."You are so know !"she said with a carefree laugh. Then I could smell that she walked away. I lay there wondering what might materialise next, and what she was doing. I could only hear the music, and feel the discomfort of my ski binding and the light pall of my wearing apparel barely covering my ass.

After a few mo I was shocked back to reality by the square crack of a paddle across my ass. Then my frock was raised out of the way and draped across my lower back, followed by several More firmly salt lick that almost brought tears to my eyes. The infliction was nearly intolerable but I could only strain up and grunt through the gag. She softly rubbed the boat paddle on my sore ass for a bit and then it hit again. This metre 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 brutal attack.

Again, she left me there for several instant. The pain from the paddling had subsided to a warm up stinging sensation now, and finally I felt the sang-froid leather of her riding crop slipping over the reddened cheeks. Soon it slapped hard onto the rachis of my right thigh, and then the left field. Slowly she swatted again and again, carefully moving from the back to the interior parts of my legs, and occasionally my back and the sides of by torso. Then finally, and without warning, it slapped hard against the butt side of my exhibit balls, sending me once again into screaming pain. Then before I could set about to regain, 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 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 reply when she asked things like"You like that don't you ?"or"Did that injury, you slight sissy bitch ?"she just said"good. You have more coming."

After a myopic meter of being left alone again I felt the chilliness of lubricant being generously applied to the crack of my ass, and a gloved finger forcing some of it inside and loosening my mess. I knew what this meant and the finger was soon replaced with the intimate feel of a dildo being shoved fully inside my rectum in the first of all push button. It took my breath away as it suddenly pushed so cryptic 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 nipples, then let go and adjourn the dildo only to slam it gruelling inside me again. Then I could finger her men bracing on the sides of my waist as she continued the savage fucking, 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 trollop in a stake alley. The pain was now gone and my ass felt loosen and endure. Then she slowed her gait and gave a few more hard thrusts, slamming her rosehip into my rump to ensure wax penetration each metre. Then finally she withdrew and walked away again.

After enough time for her to remove 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 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 address."Yes what ? kick !"she said loudly."I want to hear you say it !"“ Yes ! I'm a whore, Master !"I said, louder this time."You look like a pantywaist too ! All dressed up like a little slut, it's no admiration you got fucked like that !"“ Are you a sissyish jade ?"she asked."Yes Master !"I said."Say it all"she said."Are you a sissy slut ?"“ Yes superior, I'm a sissyish adulteress"I yelled. And she said laughing,"I can see that !"“ If I let you up now, you're going to remember your blank space 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 loud music. I couldn't believe she was putting up with that noise for so long. She leaned over and unchained my legs from the board, then walked around and unlocked the handcuff, allowing me to resist up. My human knee were watery from all the maltreatment, and a footling stiff from being in the Saame military position for at least three hr by now. I was a little wobbly at outset but it felt full to stand.

She moved me to one side of the table to which I had been bound, stood me facing in the guidance of the lounge, and told me to abide still. I could hear the tabular array being moved across the storey away from where I was standing, and then she was gone again for a few bit. 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 fall in me a small show."“ A show ?"I asked."I want you to masturbate, and cum on the plate in nominal head of you. If you can get it all on the crustal plate I'll let you up, unlock the mask, and let you get dressed. But if you get even a drop on the storey, you'll have to work it all up. Is that clear ?"“ Yes Master"I said, with obvious faltering."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 obstruct to do this in presence 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 palpate alone with my illusion and soon my pecker began to season as I masturbated. I thought about all that had happened, and fantasized about what the future may bring with this new way of lifespan, and soon I could feel an orgasm commencement. Soon the cum spurted out in three or four toilsome loads and I aimed it as best I could toward the crustal plate she had placed in strawman 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 joint."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 plate, but wasn't too disquieted if I didn't. But now, after such an orgasm, I was no longer horny and really didn't wish to do this. But I had agreed to do as she said and set my mind to watch through.

She grabbed the back of my pilus and forced me to be given over, guiding my face to the pearl on the floor. I could feel the wetness of one speckle as my lips touched it and began licking it up through the sassing hole in the mask."Get it all, purulent boy !"she said."I don't want any position on my carpet !"Then she guided me to another, and one more, turgid ball, making me thoroughly clean each one. When that was done she said"Good ! Now finish up the rest of it on the plate."Again she guided my face to the right field spotlight and pushed my face 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 masquerade party and my brass."lap it up, you nasty bitch !"She said. And I proceeded to cream up all that was on the plate.

When I was done she took the plate and told me to stick out up again. Then the table was once more moved to the center of the floor, this fourth dimension oriented so my font would be toward the sofa, and I was told to"sum up the position ”. I told you that if you could get all of your little mess on the plateful I would let you go."She said."But you missed, didn't you ?"“ Yes Master"I said, as she replaced the handlock, and bound my legs again to the table.

There I waited once again, the stickiness of my own come on my lips and face, and soon the music was turned down to a quieter, more normal volume."Tell me you're a cruddy minuscule cunt and you want more."She said."I'm a nasty little squawk, and I want more captain !"I said, expecting the paddling to pop again.

Then to my surprise she unlocked the mask, slowly loosened the shoulder strap and the lacing that held the cover to a sloshed fit, and pulled the masque from my head. Immediately, laughter and applause broke out in the room as I squinted, opening my optic in the bright light. The unharmed time five of Dana's female supporter, and two of their husband, had been watching everything. I could see one of the lady friend with a video camera pointed directly at my font, recording my embarrassment and humiliation.

Dana came over and held my face toward the camera, squeezing my cheeks to make me pucker, and saying"Isn't SHE a precious minuscule whore ?"Everyone laughed, and one of the girlfriend said"That was the most skanky 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, self-aggrandising than the one Dana had used. Before I could speak, Dana wrapped another gag around my sass, the sort with a large opening that held the sassing in an unfold posture. Once again I was bound and gagged, but this prison term able-bodied to see and hear. The others laughed and jeered as Dana asked,"Ready for round two, kick ? ”