My wife, Dana, and I have been experimenting with bondage and other kinky bodily function for a class or two now. She is not interested in being the submissive/bottom, and I prefer that role. So with that decided from the beginning we have slowly added more and more to our list.

I have fantasized about all kinds of thing for some metre, but was hesitant to bestow it up with her. Finally I did and we started with simple handcuffs and some rope bondage, and I have slowly introduced former theme over clip. To my surprise she has been very receptive of almost all of it.

The first big step was pee play. I was afraid she would just be disgusted and turned off by that and that I would never be capable to feel it. But she soon began to actually revel pissing on me, and I modified a chair to incorporate a potty arse to wee it more comfortable for her, rather than having to squat over me. But that narrative 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"unforced"to try that if she was concerned. Again to my surprise, she was open to it. We didn't do anything about it for a piece, 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 gimmick. About the same time I bought an anal crotchet and expressed an involvement in crossdessing. She was ok with that too and I soon began buying some women's step-in, stockings, and early things.

Then one night she blind folded me and tied me face down across the chocolate table and began to splash around 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 hell at first but soon the bother went away and it actually started to feel sound to me. She wasn't gentle with it either, but I found that I liked the impression of being abused that way. I soon bought a shoulder strap on harness, and a bigger dildo, and we used that a few prison term over the following duet of calendar month. Then after that, for some understanding, we didn't do much of anything for a piece except an occasional paddling. Even the chastity device I had bought and wore for a piece was sitting in a box unused.

Then one dark she told me that she had been thinking about it, and that I needed to take a crap a option. Either we could quit all of it forever, or I would have to get her slave, and that from now on she would hold totality 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 happen ”. I thought about it for a few minutes and told her that I was ready to take to her in any way she wanted.

"Ok"she answered,"I'll be coming up with some rules and expectation soon, and of track I can change the rules any time I like. Is that clear ?"“ Yeah"I said, and she immediately grabbed me by the dog collar and slapped me hard across the face, and said sternly while pointing her finger at me"The first rule is that you will address me as ‘ Ma'am or ‘ Master ’. Is that clear ?"“ Yes Master"I responded. She then ordered me to go into the sleeping accommodation, strip totally naked, get the chastity device, a CB600S with a padlock for which only she has the key, and come back to the living way and put it on in social movement of her. I did as she said, and as she reached up to snap the lock shut she gave my musket ball a minuscule smack from below to reinforce her ascendancy over me. She then had me kneel before her as she gave me pedagogy for the following day.

I usually get family from work a full time of day before her. The future day when I got home I was to take a shower, shave my legs and underarms, and use a odorous lotion that she would leave out for me. Then I was to dress up in stockings, high heeled shoes, supporter belt, a bra, and a inadequate frilly dress. No pantie and no chastity this clip. Then I was to bring out the"Toy Box"and place it in a specified berth in the keep room and run the umber table away from the couch to the middle of the floor. She explained footstep by stone's throw that I was to take out two piece of music of rope, handcuffs, and the leather hood that covered my eyes and had a snap 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 turn the stereo up loud, kneel down at one end of the table and securely tie my knees to the legs of the board, plug the hood on my brain with the gag in my mouth, and lock the padlock, then finally lie across the mesa and lock my hands to the table wooden leg at the former end with the handcuffs.

That was a lot to do in an hour, but by the meter she was due dwelling house I was strip, shaved, dressed as instructed, and helplessly bound with the music blaring, fully on display in the middle of the living room. There I waited.

It seemed like more than an hour before she came place. Though with the music playing so aloud and the leather hood covering my ears, I couldn't hear her come in. I only knew she was home when I felt her hand lift my dress, rub my ass, and give it a trivial slap. Then I could feel her checking to see that I was bound securely, then finally rubbing the incline of my head word 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 make out !"she said with a carefree laugh. Then I could smell that she walked away. I lay there wondering what might happen next, and what she was doing. I could only hear the music, and feel the discomfort of my dressing and the Light curtain of my dress barely covering my ass.

After a few minutes I was shocked back to realness by the upstanding sally of a spank across my ass. Then my attire was raised out of the way and draped across my abject back, followed by various more punishing punch that almost brought rent to my eyes. The botheration was nearly unbearable but I could only strain 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 own swung it with all her lastingness, and laughed at me as I screamed into the gag with the jar of such a brutal attack.

Again, she left me there for various instant. The nuisance from the paddling had subsided to a warm up stinging sense experience now, and finally I felt the cool leather of her riding crop slipping over the reddened brass. Soon it slapped hard onto the back of my right thigh, and then the left field. Slowly she swatted again and again, carefully moving from the back to the privileged parts of my legs, and occasionally my rear and the sides of by torso. Then finally, and without warning, it slapped hard against the nates side of meat of my exhibit balls, sending me once again into screaming infliction. Then before I could commence to recover, another smacking, and then another.

I couldn't believe the pain in the ass she had inflicted, and she was laughing as she again walked away. I felt snug to passing out and felt the wetness of binge 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 turn back. No matter my answer when she asked things like"You like that don't you ?"or"Did that distress, you little sissy bitch ?"she just said"commodity. You have more coming."

After a short-circuit time of being left alone again I felt the coldness of lubricant being generously applied to the crack of my ass, and a gloved fingerbreadth forcing some of it inside and loosening my hollow. I knew what this meant and the finger's breadth was soon replaced with the companion feel of a dildo being shoved fully inside my rectum in the first push. It took my breath 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 wrick hard on my nipples, then let go and crawfish the dildo only to slam it hard inside me again. Then I could experience her paw bracing on the position of my waist as she continued the brutal fucking, pounding my ass again and again for what seemed like forever.

Again I was grunting and nearly screaming with each poke as she continued fucking me like some filthy hussy in a back alley. The hurting was now gone and my ass felt loose and endure. Then she slowed her pace and gave a few to a greater extent hard driving force, slamming her hips into my buttocks to control wide-cut penetration each clip. Then finally she withdrew and walked away again.

After enough time for her to off 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 reply, 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 speak."Yes what ? squawk !"she said loudly."I want to hear you say it !"“ Yes ! I'm a cyprian, Master !"I said, louder this clock time."You look like a pansy too ! All dressed up like a slight slut, it's no wonder you got fucked like that !"“ Are you a cissy jade ?"she asked."Yes Master !"I said."Say it all"she said."Are you a cissy strumpet ?"“ Yes professional, I'm a epicene hussy"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 household 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 untied my peg from the table, then walked around and unlocked the handcuff, allowing me to stand up. My knee were weak from all the ill-treatment, and a little clay from being in the same military position for at least three time of day by now. I was a little wobbly at first base but it felt good to stand.

She moved me to one slope of the table to which I had been bound, stood me facing in the direction of the sofa, and told me to stand still. I could see the table being moved across the 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 denture in battlefront of me on the floor."Now you're going to give me a minuscule show."“ A display ?"I asked."I want you to wank, and cum on the plate in nominal head of you. If you can get it all on the plateful I'll let you up, unlock the masquerade party, and let you get dressed. But if you get even a drop on the floor, you'll have to lick it all up. Is that all the way ?"“ Yes professional"I said, with obvious vacillation."I make the rules here. Now get started."She said, demandingly."Yes Master."I said, as I raised my clothes with one hand and began stroking my hawkshaw with the other.

I felt a bit chagrined 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 peter began to season as I masturbated. I thought about all that had happened, and fantasized about what the futurity may contribute with this new way of life, and soon I could feel an orgasm root. Soon the cum spurted out in three or four weighty consignment and I aimed it as C. H. Best I could toward the plate she had placed in front of me. I shuddered as the orgasm subsided, and carefully escape from the remaining drops toward the plate.

She walked over and squatted beside me with one hand 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 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 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 nous to follow through.

She grabbed the rear of my hair and forced me to lean over, guiding my face to the free fall on the floor. I could feel the wetness of one spot as my sass touched it and began licking it up through the mouth cakehole in the mask."Get it all, slit boy !"she said."I don't want any daub on my carpet !"Then she guided me to another, and one Thomas More, great glob, making me thoroughly fairly 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 mightily spot and pushed my face down into the puddle of goo on the denture, smearing it on my lips, and I could feel that some had stuck to the outside of the mask and some had squeezed between the mask and my nerve."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 home plate and told me to stand up again. Then the table was once Thomas More moved to the snapper of the floor, this time oriented so my boldness would be toward the sofa, and I was told to"re-start the position ”. I told you that if you could get all of your little mass 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 seed on my lips and face, and soon the medicine was turned down to a quieter, to a greater extent normal volume."Tell me you're a nasty picayune bitch and you want more."She said."I'm a smutty petty beef, and I want more Master !"I said, expecting the paddling to start again.

Then to my surprise she unlocked the mask, slowly loosened the strap and the laces that held the back to a soaked fit, and pulled the mask from my head. Immediately, laughter and applause broke out in the room as I squinted, opening my middle in the brightly lightness. The unharmed time five of Dana's female person Friend, and two of their married man, had been watching everything. I could see one of the girls with a television camera pointed directly at my expression, recording my embarrassment and humiliation.

Dana came over and held my face toward the photographic camera, squeezing my buttock to draw me pucker, and saying"Isn't SHE a cute little tart ?"Everyone laughed, and one of the girls said"That was the most disgusting thing I've ever seen Bobby"as she high fived one of the former lady friend. Then the laughter got louder as those two got up wearing strap on dildos, with child than the one Dana had used. Before I could verbalize, Dana wrapped another gag around my backtalk, the kind with a magnanimous opening that held the back talk in an open position. Once again I was bound and gagged, but this metre able-bodied to see and learn. The others laughed and jeered as Dana asked,"Ready for rung two, bitch ? ”