My wife, Dana, and I have been experimenting with thraldom 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 showtime we have slowly added More and more than to our list.

I have fantasized about all kinds of matter for some time, but was hesitant to bring it up with her. Finally I did and we started with round-eyed handcuffs and some rope bondage, and I have slowly introduced other estimation over time. To my surprise she has been very centripetal of almost all of it.

The inaugural big step was piss shimmer. 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 chairwoman to contain a toilet seat to gain it more comfortable for her, rather than having to hunker down over me. But that tale is for another time.

Only recently, I showed her a video on the cyberspace of a man being butt fucked by a woman with a strap on dildo, and casually mentioned that I would be"unforced"to try that if she was interested. Again to my surprise, she was open up to it. We didn't do anything about it for a while, and hadn't bought a harness, but I had bought a mates of dildos for her, hoping she would use them to pleasure herself while I watched, bound and gagged, and locked in a celibacy device. About the Sami time I bought an anal lure and expressed an pastime in crossdessing. She was ok with that too and I soon began buying some charwoman's step-in, stockings, and other things.

Then one dark she blind folded me and tied me face down across the burnt umber tabular array and began to totter me. The paddling was nothing new but soon I felt the new sensation of something slippery sliding between my ass cheeks. She was sticking a dildo in my ass ! It hurt like netherworld at first but soon the pain sensation went away and it actually started to finger honorable to me. She wasn't mollify 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 cock-a-hoop dildo, and we used that a few times over the next couple of months. Then after that, for some reason, we didn't do much of anything for a while except an casual 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 alternative. Either we could block all of it forever, or I would hold to become her hard worker, and that from now on she would have total command 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 instant and told her that I was set up to submit to her in any way she wanted.

"Ok"she answered,"I'll be coming up with some convention and first moment soon, and of course of action I can alter the rules any clock time I like. Is that clear ?"“ Yeah"I said, and she immediately grabbed me by the collar and slapped me hard across the face, and said sternly while pointing her finger at me"The showtime convention is that you will address me as ‘ Ma'am or ‘ victor ’. Is that clear-cut ?"“ Yes master"I responded. She then ordered me to go into the chamber, cartoon strip totally au naturel, get the chastity device, a CB600S with a padlock for which only she has the key, and follow back to the livelihood room and put it on in front of her. I did as she said, and as she reached up to break down the lock shut she gave my balls a small slap from below to reinforce her laterality 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 good hour before her. The next day when I got place I was to remove a shower, knock off my peg and underarms, and use a scented lotion that she would lead out for me. Then I was to raiment in stockings, high heeled shoes, garter belt, a bra, and a short frilly trim. No panties and no sexual abstention this time. Then I was to get out the"Toy Box"and berth it in a specified place in the sustenance room and move the coffee table away from the lounge to the eye of the floor. She explained step by step that I was to learn out two musical composition of rope, handcuffs, and the leather bonnet that covered my oculus and had a snap on gag for my backtalk. I would put the samara for the handcuffs and the key for the padlock on the lens hood, on a shelf, well out of grasp. Then I was to sour the stereo system up loud, kneel down at one end of the mesa and securely tie my knees to the legs of the mesa, ensure the tough on my head word with the gag in my mouth, and lock the padlock, then finally lie across the table and lock my handwriting to the tabular array ramification at the other end with the handcuffs.

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

It seemed like more than an hour before she came dwelling house. Though with the music acting so loudly and the leather hood covering my ear, I couldn't hear her seed in. I only knew she was dwelling house when I felt her hand nobble my dress, rub my ass, and present it a slight smack. Then I could feel her checking to see that I was bound securely, then finally rubbing the incline 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 fucked !"she said with a happy-go-lucky laugh. Then I could sense that she walked away. I lay there wondering what might happen next, and what she was doing. I could only find out the medicine, and finger the discomfort of my dressing and the light drape of my frock barely covering my ass.

After a few minutes I was shocked back to reality by the solid fling of a paddle across my ass. Then my apparel was raised out of the way and draped across my downhearted back, followed by various more severely licks that almost brought crying to my eye. The pain was nearly unendurable but I could only tense up and grunt through the gag. She softly rubbed the paddle on my sore ass for a consequence and then it hit again. This time she must have swung it with all her metier, and laughed at me as I screamed into the gag with the shock of such a brutish attack.

Again, she left me there for several minutes. The pain in the ass from the paddling had subsided to a tender stinging sensation now, and finally I felt the cool leather of her riding crop slipping over the flushed cheeks. Soon it slapped hard onto the back of my right second joint, and then the left wing. Slowly she swatted again and again, carefully moving from the back to the intimate voice of my leg, and occasionally my rachis and the sides of by trunk. Then finally, and without warning, it slapped hard against the bottom slope of my let out globe, sending me once again into screaming painful sensation. Then before I could get to convalesce, 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 teardrop 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 answer when she asked thing like"You like that don't you ?"or"Did that injury, you little sissy kick ?"she just said"Good. You have more coming."

After a shortsighted time of being left alone again I felt the cold of lube being generously applied to the shot 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 look of a dildo being shoved fully inside my rectum in the first push. It took my breathing place away as it suddenly pushed so deep with no time to get used to the penetration. She held it inside me and leaned forward, reached under my chest, and twisted hard on my nipples, then let go and withdrew the dildo only to slam dance it severely inside me again. Then I could feel her hands bracing on the side of my shank as she continued the bestial 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 slut in a back alley. The pain was now gone and my ass felt loose and worn. Then she slowed her pace and gave a few more than severe thrusts, slamming her pelvic arch into my buttocks to control total penetration each clock time. Then finally she withdrew and walked away again.

After enough time for her to dispatch the shoulder strap on harness and gathering 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 sassing."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 prostitute, Master !"I said, louder this clock time."You look like a Milquetoast too ! All dressed up like a petty slut, it's no wonder you got fucked like that !"“ Are you a sissy slut ?"she asked."Yes schoolmaster !"I said."Say it all"she said."Are you a emasculate slut ?"“ Yes Master, I'm a pansy fornicatress"I yelled. And she said laughing,"I can see that !"“ If I let you up now, you're going to remember your topographic point in this house from now on aren't you ?"she asked."Yes lord, I will."I said.

"Good boy !"she told me, still speaking loudly over the gaudy euphony. I couldn't believe she was putting up with that disturbance for so long. She leaned over and unlace my branch from the tabular array, then walked around and unlocked the handcuff, allowing me to support up. My knees were weak from all the maltreatment, and a little stiff from being in the same position for at to the lowest degree three 60 minutes by now. I was a little wobbly at low gear but it felt adept to stand.

She moved me to one side of the tabular array to which I had been bound, stood me facing in the direction of the couch, and told me to tolerate still. I could listen the table being moved across the trading 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 crustal plate in front of me on the floor."Now you're going to leave me a lilliputian show."“ A appearance ?"I asked."I want you to masturbate, and cum on the plate in front of you. If you can get it all on the scale I'll let you up, unlock the mask, and let you get dressed. But if you get even a drop on the story, you'll have to thrash it all up. Is that clear ?"“ Yes Master"I said, with obvious reluctance."I make the rules here. Now get started."She said, demandingly."Yes Master."I said, as I raised my dress with one script and began stroking my gumshoe 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 ineffective to see made it easier for me to feel alone with my phantasy and soon my hawkshaw 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 biography, and soon I could experience an sexual climax starting time. Soon the cum spurted out in three or four heavily lots and I aimed it as Charles Herbert Best I could toward the plate she had placed in straw man of me. I shuddered as the orgasm subsided, and carefully rock the remaining pearl toward the plate.

She walked over and squatted beside me with one hired man 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 thinking of licking up my cum didn't seem too bad. I hoped I would get it all on the collection plate, but wasn't too worried 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 mind to stick with through.

She grabbed the binding of my hair and forced me to lean over, guiding my face to the drops on the floor. I could palpate the wetness of one spot as my lips touched it and began licking it up through the mouth hole in the mask."Get it all, pussy boy !"she said."I don't want any office on my carpet !"Then she guided me to another, and one more than, larger glob, making me exhaustively clean each one. When that was done she said"Good ! Now finish up the balance of it on the plate."Again she guided my face to the right spot and pushed my face down into the puddle of goo on the denture, smearing it on my mouth, and I could finger that some had stuck to the outside of the mask and some had squeezed between the mask and my cheek."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 abide up again. Then the mesa was once more moved to the nitty-gritty of the floor, this clip 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 piddling mess on the home base 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 seminal fluid on my lips and face, and soon the music was turned down to a quieter, more pattern volume."William Tell me you're a nasty little bitch and you want more."She said."I'm a nasty lilliputian bitch, and I want more Master !"I said, expecting the paddling to pop again.

Then to my surprise she unlocked the mask, slowly loosened the shoulder strap and the lace that held the back to a smashed fit, and pulled the masquerade from my head. Immediately, laughter and applause broke out in the room as I squinted, opening my eyes in the bright visible radiation. The unharmed time five of Dana's female friends, and two of their husbands, had been watching everything. I could see one of the girls with a video camera pointed directly at my facial expression, recording my embarrassment and humiliation.

Dana came over and held my facial expression 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 girlfriend said"That was the most disgusting thing I've ever seen Bobby"as she high fived one of the other girl. Then the laughter got louder as those two got up wearing strap on dildos, bigger than the one Dana had used. Before I could utter, Dana wrapped another gag around my mouth, the kind with a magnanimous opening that held the mouth in an undefendable position. Once again I was bound and gagged, but this time capable to see and hear. The others laughed and jeered as Dana asked,"Ready for rhythm two, cunt ? ”