My wife, Dana, 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 persona. So with that decided from the beginning we have slowly added more and more to our list.

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

The first gear big step was piss romp. 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 stool fanny to name it more comfortable for her, rather than having to squat over me. But that write up is for another time.

Only recently, I showed her a telecasting on the internet 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 concern. Again to my surprisal, she was outdoors to it. We didn't do anything about it for a while, and hadn't bought a harness, but I had bought a duo of dildos for her, hoping she would use them to pleasure herself while I watched, leaping and gagged, and locked in a chastity twist. About the Same time I bought an anal hook and expressed an interest in crossdessing. She was ok with that too and I soon began buying some women's scanty, stockings, and early things.

Then one night she blind folded me and tied me face down across the coffee tree board and began to paddle me. The paddling was nothing new but soon I felt the new sensory faculty 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 feel good to me. She wasn't soft 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 metre over the next couplet of months. Then after that, for some reason, we didn't do much of anything for a spell except an episodic paddling. Even the sexual morality 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 name a choice. Either we could barricade all of it forever, or I would get to become 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 minute 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 I can change the dominion any prison term I like. Is that cleared ?"“ Yeah"I said, and she immediately grabbed me by the collar and slapped me hard across the typeface, and said sternly while pointing her finger at me"The first rule is that you will address me as ‘ Ma'am or ‘ victor ’. Is that clear ?"“ Yes Master"I responded. She then ordered me to go into the bedroom, flight strip totally naked, get the chastity device, a CB600S with a padlock for which only she has the key, and come back to the aliveness room and put it on in presence of her. I did as she said, and as she reached up to snap the lock shut she gave my musket ball a little slap from below to reward her dominance over me. She then had me kneel before her as she gave me instructions for the future day.

I usually get place from study a good minute before her. The next day when I got home I was to acquire a shower, shave my pegleg and underarms, and use a scented application that she would leave alone out for me. Then I was to preen in stockings, high heeled shoe, garter belt, a bra, and a abruptly frilly coiffe. No panties and no sexual abstention this sentence. Then I was to bring out the"Toy Box"and position it in a specialize place in the living room and move the coffee put off away from the sofa to the middle of the storey. She explained footstep by stride that I was to take out two firearm of rope, handcuffs, and the leather cap that covered my optic and had a breeze on gag for my mouth. I would put the keys for the handcuffs and the key for the padlock on the hood, on a shelf, well out of reach. Then I was to bend the stereo system up loud, kneel down at one end of the mesa and securely tie my knees to the peg of the table, assure the hood on my head with the gag in my mouth, and lock the padlock, then finally lie across the table and operate my hands to the table legs at the early end with the handcuffs.

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

It seemed like More than an hour before she came home plate. Though with the medicine playing so tacky and the leather hood covering my capitulum, I couldn't hear her come in. I only knew she was habitation when I felt her hired hand face-lift my dress, rub my ass, and give it a little smacking. Then I could finger her checking to see that I was bound securely, then finally rubbing the sides of my psyche through the leather thug. 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 fuck !"she said with a carefree 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 hear the music, and sense the soreness of my ski binding and the light drape of my attire barely covering my ass.

After a few minutes I was shocked back to reality by the strong crack of a larrup across my ass. Then my clothes was raised out of the way and draped across my lower back, followed by several Thomas More hard licks that almost brought rent to my oculus. The pain was nearly unbearable but I could only tense up and oink through the gag. She softly rubbed the paddle on my sore ass for a moment and then it hit again. This time she must feature swung it with all her intensity, and laughed at me as I screamed into the gag with the shock of such a cruel attack.

Again, she left me there for respective proceedings. The pain from the paddling had subsided to a warm stinging sensation now, and finally I felt the cool leather of her riding crop slipping over the flushed brass. Soon it slapped hard onto the back of my properly second joint, and then the left wing. Slowly she swatted again and again, carefully moving from the binding to the inner parts of my legs, and occasionally my dorsum and the sides of by torso. Then finally, and without warning, it slapped hard against the bottom side of my exposed Ball, sending me once again into screaming botheration. Then before I could start to recover, another slap, and then another.

I couldn't believe the nuisance she had inflicted, and she was laughing as she again walked away. I felt close to passing out and felt the wetness of split inside the leather masque. 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 affair my response when she asked thing like"You like that don't you ?"or"Did that hurt, you little pansy 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 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 flavour of a dildo being shoved fully inside my rectum in the first push. It took my breathing place away as it suddenly pushed so cryptic with no time to get used to the penetration. She held it inside me and leaned forward, reached under my chest, and worm hard on my nipples, then let go and withdrew the dildo only to slam it hard inside me again. Then I could finger her manus bracing on the sides of my shank as she continued the brutal fucking, pounding my ass again and again for what seemed corresponding forever.

Again I was grunting and nearly screaming with each jabbing as she continued fucking me like some smutty fornicatress in a back bowling alley. The pain was now gone and my ass felt loose and fall apart. Then she slowed her footstep and gave a few more laborious knife thrust, slamming her pelvis into my buttock to see broad incursion each sentence. Then finally she withdrew and walked away again.

After enough metre 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 respond, 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 able-bodied to talk."Yes what ? beef !"she said loudly."I want to hear you say it !"“ Yes ! I'm a cyprian, headmaster !"I said, louder this time."You look like a sissy too ! All dressed up like a minuscule slut, it's no wonderment you got fucked like that !"“ Are you a pansy jade ?"she asked."Yes Master !"I said."Say it all"she said."Are you a sissy fornicatress ?"“ Yes Master, I'm a sissy loose woman"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 master key, 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 haphazardness for so long. She leaned over and unlaced my legs from the mesa, then walked around and unlocked the handcuff, allowing me to stand up. My knees were sapless from all the maltreatment, and a little stiff from being in the same position for at least three hours by now. I was a short wobbly at first but it felt good to stand.

She moved me to one English of the table to which I had been bound, stood me facing in the direction of the sofa, and told me to fend 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 arcminute. 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 give me a footling show."“ A appearance ?"I asked."I want you to masturbate, and cum on the home base 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 driblet on the story, you'll have to clobber it all up. Is that straighten out ?"“ Yes Master"I said, with obvious hesitation."I make the rules here. Now get started."She said, demandingly."Yes Master."I said, as I raised my garb with one hand and began stroking my dick with the other.

I felt a bit hinder 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 unable to see made it easier for me to feel alone with my fantasies and soon my shaft began to harden as I masturbated. I thought about all that had happened, and fantasized about what the futurity may bring with this new way of life, and soon I could feel an orgasm offset. Soon the cum spurted out in three or four heavy loads and I aimed it as topper I could toward the plate she had placed in front 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 deal on my berm."You did very well !"she said."Almost all of it went on the plate, and it's a Brobdingnagian gob too !"she added."But I'm afraid there are a few fall 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 photographic 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 want to do this. But I had agreed to do as she said and set my head to trace through.

She grabbed the back of my hair and forced me to lean over, guiding my face to the bead on the storey. I could find the wetness of one spot as my lips touched it and began licking it up through the sassing hole in the masquerade party."Get it all, kitty boy !"she said."I don't want any dapple on my carpet !"Then she guided me to another, and one Thomas More, great glob, 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 rightfield spot and pushed my face down into the pool of goo on the dental plate, smearing it on my sassing, and I could feel that some had stuck to the outside of the mask and some had squeezed between the masquerade party and my cheek."slug it up, you nasty holler !"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 stomach up again. Then the table was once more moved to the substance of the story, this fourth dimension oriented so my nerve would be toward the couch, and I was told to"resume the position ”. I told you that if you could get all of your little hole on the plate I would let you go."She said."But you missed, didn't you ?"“ Yes original"I said, as she replaced the manacle, and bound my legs again to the table.

There I waited once again, the stickiness of my own come on my lips and brass, and soon the medicine was turned down to a quieter, more than normal book."Tell me you're a cruddy little beef and you want more."She said."I'm a nasty little bitch, and I want more superior !"I said, expecting the paddling to initiate again.

Then to my surprise she unlocked the mask, slowly loosened the strap and the laces that held the back to a tight fit, and pulled the mask from my head. Immediately, laugh and applause broke out in the way as I squinted, opening my eyes in the promising light. The whole sentence five of Dana's female friends, and two of their husbands, had been watching everything. I could see one of the girls with a television camera pointed directly at my face, recording my superfluity and humiliation.

Danu came over and held my face toward the camera, squeezing my cheeks to make me pucker, and saying"Isn't SHE a cute little cyprian ?"Everyone laughed, and one of the girls said"That was the most disgusting matter I've ever seen Bobby"as she high fived one of the early miss. Then the laughter got louder as those two got up wearing strap on dildos, bountiful than the one Dana had used. Before I could mouth, Dana wrapped another gag around my mouth, the form with a large opening that held the lip in an spread spatial relation. Once again I was bound and gagged, but this metre able-bodied to see and hear. The others laughed and jeered as Dana asked,"Ready for round two, beef ? ”