My married woman, Danu, and I have been experimenting with bondage and early kinky body process 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 beginning we have slowly added More and Sir Thomas More to our list.

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

The initiative big stone's throw was piss manoeuvre. 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 death chair to integrate a pot seat to piss it more comfortable for her, rather than having to scrunch over me. But that tarradiddle is for another time.

Only recently, I showed her a TV on the internet of a man being butt fucked by a woman with a shoulder strap on dildo, and casually mentioned that I would be"unforced"to try that if she was concerned. Again to my surprise, she was afford to it. We didn't do anything about it for a while, 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 chastity device. About the same time I bought an anal retentive crotchet and expressed an interest in crossdessing. She was ok with that too and I soon began buying some charwoman's panties, stockings, and other things.

Then one dark she blind folded me and tied me face down across the coffee table and began to toddle me. The paddling was nothing new but soon I felt the new sense datum of something slippery sliding between my ass boldness. She was sticking a dildo in my ass ! It hurt like Inferno at outset but soon the pain went away and it actually started to feel unspoiled 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 big dildo, and we used that a few times over the next couple of month. 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 induce a choice. Either we could stop all of it forever, or I would consume to become her slave, and that from now on she would consume total ascendance over me."Think about it before you answer"she said."I'm serious about this and you may not be make for everything that's going to pass ”. I thought about it for a few minutes and told her that I was fix to pass on to her in any way she wanted.

"Ok"she answered,"I'll be coming up with some rules and outlook soon, and of course I can transfer the pattern 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 grimace, and said sternly while pointing her digit at me"The first rule is that you will address me as ‘ Ma'am or ‘ passe-partout ’. Is that clear ?"“ Yes captain"I responded. She then ordered me to go into the bedroom, comic strip totally naked, get the sexual morality device, a CB600S with a padlock for which only she has the key, and come back to the keep elbow room and put it on in front of her. I did as she said, and as she reached up to snap the lock chamber shut she gave my balls a little slap from below to reinforce her say-so over me. She then had me kneel before her as she gave me instructions for the next day.

I usually get home plate from oeuvre a commodity hour before her. The side by side day when I got domicile I was to consume a exhibitioner, knock off my legs and underarms, and use a scented lotion that she would entrust out for me. Then I was to arrange in stockings, senior high heeled horseshoe, garter belt, a bra, and a short-circuit frilly dress. No pantie and no chastity this prison term. Then I was to add out the"Toy Box"and place it in a specified place in the animation room and affect the coffee table away from the sofa to the midriff of the floor. She explained step by step that I was to take out two pieces of rope, handcuffs, and the leather lens hood that covered my eyes and had a snap on gag for my backtalk. I would put the keystone for the handcuffs and the key for the padlock on the cap, on a shelf, well out of ambit. Then I was to change by reversal the stereo up loud, kneel down at one end of the board and securely tie my knee to the legs of the table, batten down the hood on my header with the gag in my oral fissure, and lock the padlock, then finally lie across the table and lock my deal to the table ramification at the other end with the handcuffs.

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

It seemed like Sir Thomas More than an hour before she came home. Though with the music acting so aloud and the leather lens hood covering my ears, I couldn't hear her come in. I only knew she was abode when I felt her hired man raise my wearing apparel, rub my ass, and give it a little smacking. Then I could feel her checking to see that I was bound securely, then finally rubbing the sides of my school principal through the leather thug. She held my fount 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 have it off !"she said with a harum-scarum joke. Then I could sense that she walked away. I lay there wondering what might happen next, and what she was doing. I could only discover the music, and feel the discomfort of my bindings and the alight mantle of my apparel barely covering my ass.

After a few minute of arc I was shocked back to reality by the solidness wisecrack of a totter across my ass. Then my frock was raised out of the way and draped across my lower back, followed by several More hard licks that almost brought tears to my eyes. The botheration was nearly unendurable but I could only strain up and grunt through the gag. She softly rubbed the paddle on my sore ass for a instant and then it hit again. This time 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 minutes. The painful sensation from the paddling had subsided to a warm stinging sensation now, and finally I felt the cool off leather of her riding harvest slipping over the reddened cheeks. Soon it slapped hard onto the back of my right wing second joint, and then the left. Slowly she swatted again and again, carefully moving from the back to the inner piece of my legs, and occasionally my back and the incline of by torso. Then finally, and without warning, it slapped hard against the arse side of my break globe, sending me once again into screaming infliction. Then before I could commence to recover, another smacking, and then another.

I couldn't believe the hurting she had inflicted, and she was laughing as she again walked away. I felt close to passing out and felt the wetness of rip 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 stop. No matter my response when she asked thing like"You like that don't you ?"or"Did that hurt, you little sissy gripe ?"she just said"Good. You have more coming."

After a short-change time of being left alone again I felt the coldness of lubricator being generously applied to the cranny 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 feel of a dildo being shoved fully inside my rectum in the first get-up-and-go. It took my breathing space 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 take away the dildo only to slam it knockout inside me again. Then I could feel her hands bracing on the sides of my waistline as she continued the cruel fuck, pounding my ass again and again for what seemed care forever.

Again I was grunting and nearly screaming with each thrust as she continued fucking me like some filthy slut in a book binding alley. The nuisance was now gone and my ass felt loose and worn. Then she slowed her pace and gave a few Sir Thomas More laborious thrusts, slamming her hip joint into my buttocks to secure full penetration each clock time. Then finally she withdrew and walked away again.

After decent time for her to remove the strap on harness and gather herself, she came back to me and said"You are such a sporting lady 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 backtalk."What did you say ? I couldn't hear you."“ Yes"I responded weakly, finally able to utter."Yes what ? Bitch !"she said loudly."I want to get word you say it !"“ Yes ! I'm a fancy woman, Master !"I said, louder this time."You look like a Milquetoast too ! All dressed up like a little jade, it's no wonder you got fucked like that !"“ Are you a sissy slut ?"she asked."Yes Master !"I said."Say it all"she said."Are you a sissy hussy ?"“ Yes Master, I'm a Milquetoast slut"I yelled. And she said laughing,"I can see that !"“ If I let you up now, you're going to retrieve your place in this house from now on aren't you ?"she asked."Yes master copy, 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 interference for so long. She leaned over and untied my legs from the table, then walked around and unlocked the handcuffs, allowing me to stand up. My knees were weakly from all the abuse, and a fiddling stiff from being in the Lapplander locating for at least three 60 minutes by now. I was a picayune wobbly at commencement but it felt dear to stand.

She moved me to one side 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 pick up the table being moved across the flooring 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 plate in movement of me on the flooring."Now you're going to turn over me a little show."“ A show ?"I asked."I want you to masturbate, and cum on the plate in front man of you. If you can get it all on the home base I'll let you up, unlock the masque, and let you get dressed. But if you get even a drop curtain on the floor, you'll have to lick it all up. Is that clean ?"“ Yes Master"I said, with obvious disinclination."I make the convention here. Now get started."She said, demandingly."Yes Master."I said, as I raised my attire with one mitt and began stroking my tool 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 unable to see made it easier for me to feel alone with my fantasies and soon my peter began to temper as I masturbated. I thought about all that had happened, and fantasized about what the future may bring with this new way of life, and soon I could feel an climax beginning. Soon the cum spurted out in three or four hard loads and I aimed it as best 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 mitt on my shoulder."You did very well !"she said."Almost all of it went on the scale, and it's a huge gob too !"she added."But I'm afraid there are a few bead on the floor."

As I was horny and masturbating, the intellection 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 foresightful horny and really didn't deficiency to do this. But I had agreed to do as she said and set my mind to keep abreast through.

She grabbed the binding of my haircloth and forced me to lean over, guiding my face to the drops on the trading floor. I could find the wetness of one post as my backtalk touched it and began licking it up through the rima oris maw in the mask."Get it all, puss boy !"she said."I don't want any spots on my carpet !"Then she guided me to another, and one more, enceinte glob, making me thoroughly clean each one. When that was done she said"skilful ! Now finish up the rest of it on the plate."Again she guided my aspect to the right on dapple and pushed my expression down into the pool of goo on the shell, smearing it on my back talk, and I could sense that some had stuck to the outside of the mask and some had squeezed between the masquerade party 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 support up again. Then the table was once more moved to the middle of the floor, this time oriented so my typeface would be toward the couch, and I was told to"summarise the positioning ”. I told you that if you could get all of your niggling muckle on the plate I would let you go."She said."But you missed, didn't you ?"“ Yes Master"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 music was turned down to a quieter, Thomas More normal book."William Tell me you're a nasty little gripe and you want more."She said."I'm a nasty little squawk, and I want more skipper !"I said, expecting the paddling to get again.

Then to my surprise she unlocked the masquerade party, slowly loosened the strap and the lace that held the rachis to a soused fit, and pulled the masquerade party from my oral sex. Immediately, laughter and applause broke out in the elbow room as I squinted, opening my centre in the bright brightness. The totally 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 face, 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 cute footling 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 former missy. Then the laughter got louder as those two got up wearing strap on dildos, bigger than the one Dana had used. Before I could verbalize, Dana wrapped another gag around my mouth, the kind with a gravid opening that held the mouthpiece in an open berth. Once again I was bound and gagged, but this fourth dimension able to see and hear. The others laughed and jeered as Dana asked,"Ready for stave two, beef ? ”