My married woman, Danu, and I have been experimenting with bondage and other kinky action for a twelvemonth or two now. She is not interested in being the submissive/bottom, and I prefer that part. So with that decided from the get-go we have slowly added more and more to our list.

I have fantasized about all kinds of things for some time, but was hesitant to bring it up with her. Finally I did and we started with elementary manacle and some rope bondage, and I have slowly introduced other mind over time. To my surprise she has been very receptive of almost all of it.

The first big step was piss dramatic play. I was afraid she would just be disgusted and turned off by that and that I would never be able to receive it. But she soon began to actually savour pissing on me, and I modified a chairperson to incorporate a pot rump to make it more comfortable for her, rather than having to hunker down over me. But that fib is for another time.

Only recently, I showed her a video 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 interested. Again to my surprise, she was open to it. We didn't do anything about it for a patch, 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, bound and gagged, and locked in a virtue device. About the same clip I bought an anal come-on and expressed an interest in crossdessing. She was ok with that too and I soon began buying some woman's panty, stockings, and other things.

Then one nighttime she blind folded me and tied me face down across the coffee table and began to dodder 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 offset but soon the pain went away and it actually started to feel good to me. She wasn't gentle with it either, but I found that I liked the feel of being abused that way. I soon bought a strap on harness, and a handsome dildo, and we used that a few times over the next mates of calendar month. Then after that, for some reason, we didn't do much of anything for a while except an occasional paddling. Even the sexual abstention device I had bought and wore for a piece 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 choice. Either we could contain all of it forever, or I would have to become her slave, and that from now on she would ingest tally 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 minutes and told her that I was set up to pass on 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 alter the rules any clock time I like. Is that clean ?"“ Yeah"I said, and she immediately grabbed me by the collar and slapped me heavily across the face, and said sternly while pointing her finger at me"The outset principle is that you will call me as ‘ Ma'am or ‘ Master ’. Is that assoil ?"“ Yes professional"I responded. She then ordered me to go into the bedchamber, striptease totally naked, get the chastity device, a CB600S with a padlock for which only she has the key, and come back to the support room and put it on in front of her. I did as she said, and as she reached up to snap the curl shut she gave my balls a trivial slap from below to reward her dominance over me. She then had me kneel before her as she gave me statement for the following day.

I usually get home from employment a good minute before her. The next day when I got home I was to take in a shower, shave my leg and underarms, and use a scented lotion that she would go away out for me. Then I was to cut back in stockings, high heeled shoes, garter belt, a bra, and a little frilly lop. No panties and no virtue this clock time. Then I was to bring out the"Toy Box"and place it in a condition place in the support elbow room and actuate the coffee put off away from the sofa to the centre of the floor. She explained step by step that I was to take out two pieces of rope, handcuffs, and the leather hood that covered my eyes and had a crack on gag for my mouth. I would put the key for the handlock and the key for the padlock on the punk, on a shelf, well out of reach. Then I was to grow the stereo up loud, kneel down at one end of the table and securely tie my knees to the leg of the table, secure the hoodlum on my read/write head with the gag in my mouth, and lock the padlock, then finally lie across the board and operate my work force to the table stage at the other end with the handcuffs.

That was a lot to do in an hour, but by the sentence she was due home I was pick, shaved, dressed as instructed, and helplessly bound with the euphony 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. Though with the euphony performing so meretricious and the leather hood covering my pinna, 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 sacrifice it a piddling slap. Then I could feel her checking to see that I was bound securely, then finally rubbing the sides of my drumhead through the leather goon. She held my side 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 sense that she walked away. I lay there wondering what might find side by side, and what she was doing. I could only try the euphony, and feel the irritation of my back and the ignite drape of my apparel barely covering my ass.

After a few proceedings I was shocked back to reality by the solidness cracking of a paddle across my ass. Then my dress was raised out of the way and draped across my lower back, followed by respective More severe poke that almost brought tears to my centre. The hurting was nearly unbearable but I could only tense up and grunt through the gag. She softly rubbed the paddle on my sore ass for a moment and then it hit again. This time she must have swung it with all her specialty, and laughed at me as I screamed into the gag with the daze of such a brutal attack.

Again, she left me there for several transactions. The infliction from the paddling had subsided to a warm stinging sensation now, and finally I felt the sang-froid leather of her riding harvest slipping over the reddened cheeks. Soon it slapped hard onto the backrest of my right second joint, and then the left hand. Slowly she swatted again and again, carefully moving from the back to the internal parts of my legs, and occasionally my spinal column and the side of meat of by trunk. Then finally, and without warning, it slapped hard against the bed side of meat of my exposed balls, sending me once again into screaming pain. Then before I could begin to regain, another slap, and then another.

I couldn't believe the bother she had inflicted, and she was laughing as she again walked away. I felt confining 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 topic my reaction when she asked things like"You like that don't you ?"or"Did that hurt, you footling sissy gripe ?"she just said"trade good. You have more coming."

After a short prison term of being left alone again I felt the iciness of lube being generously applied to the crack of my ass, and a gloved finger forcing some of it inside and loosening my gob. I knew what this meant and the finger was soon replaced with the familiar feel of a dildo being shoved fully inside my rectum in the start energy. 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 twisted hard on my pap, then let go and sequestrate the dildo only to slam it hard inside me again. Then I could find her hands bracing on the side of my waist as she continued the roughshod fuck, 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 filthy trollop in a back alley. The pain was now gone and my ass felt loose and worn. Then she slowed her yard and gave a few Sir Thomas More hard jab, slamming her pelvic arch into my backside to ascertain full penetration each time. Then finally she withdrew and walked away again.

After enough clip for her to remove the 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 respond, 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 ? Bitch !"she said loudly."I want to get word you say it !"“ Yes ! I'm a woman of the street, Master !"I said, louder this time."You look like a sissy too ! All dressed up like a minuscule slut, it's no marvel you got fucked like that !"“ Are you a sissy adulteress ?"she asked."Yes headmaster !"I said."Say it all"she said."Are you a sissy adulteress ?"“ Yes sea captain, I'm a milksop slut"I yelled. And she said laughing,"I can see that !"“ If I let you up now, you're going to commemorate your place in this house from now on aren't you ?"she asked."Yes sea captain, I will."I said.

"goodness 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 legs from the tabular array, then walked around and unlocked the handlock, allowing me to stand up. My genu were light from all the abuse, and a little stiff from being in the same spatial relation for at least three hr by now. I was a little wobbly at low but it felt good to stand.

She moved me to one side of the mesa to which I had been bound, stood me facing in the management of the sofa, and told me to fend still. I could hear the tabular array 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 photographic plate in front of me on the floor."Now you're going to give me a little show."“ A appearance ?"I asked."I want you to masturbate, and cum on the crustal plate in presence of you. If you can get it all on the dental plate I'll let you up, unlock the masque, and let you get dressed. But if you get even a drop on the floor, you'll have to drub it all up. Is that clear ?"“ 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 dress with one deal 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 ineffectual to see made it easier for me to feel alone with my fantasies and soon my putz began to season as I masturbated. I thought about all that had happened, and fantasized about what the future may bestow with this new way of life, and soon I could feel an orgasm beginning. Soon the cum spurted out in three or four toilsome lots and I aimed it as Best I could toward the collection plate she had placed in front of me. I shuddered as the orgasm subsided, and carefully shake the remaining drop curtain toward the plate.

She walked over and squatted beside me with one mitt on my articulatio humeri."You did very well !"she said."Almost all of it went on the plateful, and it's a huge gob too !"she added."But I'm afraid there are a few pearl 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 dental 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 follow through.

She grabbed the back of my whisker and forced me to lean over, guiding my expression to the drop on the floor. I could feel the wetness of one dapple as my lips touched it and began licking it up through the mouth yap in the mask."Get it all, pussy boy !"she said."I don't want any point on my carpet !"Then she guided me to another, and one more, larger chunk, making me soundly clean each one. When that was done she said"Good ! Now finish up the rest period of it on the plate."Again she guided my human face to the right slur and pushed my face down into the puddle of goo on the crustal plate, smearing it on my brim, and I could feel that some had stuck to the exterior of the mask and some had squeezed between the mask and my cheek."clout 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 dental plate and told me to stand up again. Then the mesa was once more moved to the middle of the floor, this time oriented so my grimace would be toward the sofa, and I was told to"resume the spot ”. I told you that if you could get all of your little wad on the plate I would let you go."She said."But you missed, didn't you ?"“ Yes master copy"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 lips and human face, and soon the music was turned down to a quieter, More pattern volume."Tell me you're a nasty footling bitch and you want more."She said."I'm a nasty short gripe, and I want more captain !"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 rachis to a tight fit, and pulled the masquerade party from my principal. Immediately, laughter and applause broke out in the room as I squinted, opening my eyes in the bright spark. The whole time five of Danu's female friends, and two of their husbands, had been watching everything. I could see one of the girls with a telecasting camera pointed directly at my grimace, recording my overplus and humiliation.

Dana came over and held my face toward the camera, squeezing my impudence to constitute me pucker, and saying"Isn't SHE a cute little sporting lady ?"Everyone laughed, and one of the missy said"That was the most disgustful thing I've ever seen Bobby"as she high fived one of the early girls. Then the laughter got louder as those two got up wearing strap on dildos, gravid than the one Dana had used. Before I could speak, Dana wrapped another gag around my mouth, the kind with a large orifice that held the sassing in an open position. Once again I was bound and gagged, but this time able-bodied to see and discover. The others laughed and jeered as Dana asked,"Ready for round two, cunt ? ”