My married woman, Dana, and I have been experimenting with slavery and other kinky activities for a year or two now. She is not interested in being the submissive/bottom, and I prefer that function. So with that decided from the beginning we have slowly added more and to a greater extent to our list.

I have fantasized about all kinds of things for some time, but was hesitant to land it up with her. Finally I did and we started with bare handcuffs and some rophy thraldom, and I have slowly introduced other approximation over time. To my surprise she has been very receptive of almost all of it.

The low gear big dance step was piss swordplay. 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 commode seat to have it more comfortable for her, rather than having to hunker over me. But that story is for another time.

Only recently, I showed her a television 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 occupy. Again to my surprise, she was open to it. We didn't do anything about it for a while, and hadn't bought a harness, but I had bought a duad of dildos for her, hoping she would use them to pleasure herself while I watched, leaping and gagged, and locked in a sexual morality device. About the same time I bought an anal claw and expressed an interest in crossdessing. She was ok with that too and I soon began buying some cleaning lady's panties, stockings, and former things.

Then one night she blind folded me and tied me face down across the umber mesa and began to paddle me. The paddling was zilch new but soon I felt the new aesthesis of something slippery sliding between my ass nerve. She was sticking a dildo in my ass ! It hurt like hell at first but soon the painful sensation went away and it actually started to feel practiced to me. She wasn't gruntle 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 multiplication over the following couple of calendar month. Then after that, for some ground, 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 make a choice. Either we could break all of it forever, or I would deliver to get her slave, 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 occur ”. I thought about it for a few hour 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 anticipation soon, and of course I can switch the rules any time I like. Is that clear ?"“ Yeah"I said, and she immediately grabbed me by the taking into custody and slapped me toilsome across the face, and said sternly while pointing her finger at me"The firstly prescript is that you will direct me as ‘ Ma'am or ‘ lord ’. Is that clear ?"“ Yes Master"I responded. She then ordered me to go into the sleeping room, strip totally naked, get the celibacy twist, a CB600S with a padlock for which only she has the key, and fall back to the living way and put it on in front of her. I did as she said, and as she reached up to crack the lock shut she gave my balls a minuscule smack from below to reinforce her dominance over me. She then had me kneel before her as she gave me statement for the next day.

I usually get habitation from oeuvre a upright hr before her. The future day when I got home base I was to take a rain shower, knock off my wooden leg and underarms, and use a odourise lotion that she would leave out for me. Then I was to dress in stockings, high heeled shoes, garter belt, a bra, and a short frilly dress. No pantie and no chastity this time. Then I was to bring out the"Toy Box"and blank space it in a specified place in the living room and move the coffee tree remit away from the couch to the middle of the floor. She explained stone's throw by footprint that I was to take out two pieces of forget me drug, handcuffs, and the leather bonnet that covered my eyes and had a pushover on gag for my mouth. I would put the headstone for the handcuffs and the key for the padlock on the tough, on a shelf, well out of orbit. Then I was to turn the stereo up loud, kneel down at one end of the board and securely tie my knees to the pegleg of the table, fix the hood on my head with the gag in my mouth, and lock the padlock, then finally lie across the tabular array and lock up my hands to the table legs at the other end with the handcuffs.

That was a lot to do in an hour, but by the time she was due home I was clean, shaved, dressed as instructed, and helplessly bound with the medicine clamor, 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 music playing so loud and the leather cap covering my ears, I couldn't hear her semen in. I only knew she was place when I felt her hand lift my garb, rub my ass, and give it a little slap. Then I could feel her checking to see that I was bound securely, then finally rubbing the sides of my chief through the leather cowling. She held my look 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 carefree jape. Then I could smell that she walked away. I lay there wondering what might bechance next, and what she was doing. I could only try the music, and feel the soreness of my bindings and the light drape of my dress barely covering my ass.

After a few transactions I was shocked back to reality by the solidness chap of a dabble across my ass. Then my attire was raised out of the way and draped across my blue back, followed by respective more hard licks that almost brought teardrop to my eyes. The pain in the neck 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 consequence and then it hit again. This metre she must have swung it with all her speciality, and laughed at me as I screamed into the gag with the electrical shock of such a brutal attack.

Again, she left me there for several minutes. The pain from the paddling had subsided to a quick stinging sensation now, and finally I felt the cool leather of her riding crop slipping over the reddened cheeks. Soon it slapped hard onto the back of my right second joint, and then the leftfield. Slowly she swatted again and again, carefully moving from the back to the inner parts of my legs, and occasionally my back and the incline 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 annoyance. Then before I could begin to recover, another slap, 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 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 matter my answer when she asked things like"You like that don't you ?"or"Did that hurt, you little sissy gripe ?"she just said"Good. You have Thomas More coming."

After a short-circuit metre of being left alone again I felt the coldness of lube being generously applied to the crack 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 initiatory push button. It took my intimation 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 curve hard on my nipples, then let go and withdrew the dildo only to mosh it unvoiced inside me again. Then I could finger her manus bracing on the side of meat 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 push as she continued fucking me like some foul slut in a back alley. The infliction was now gone and my ass felt loose and worn. Then she slowed her pace and gave a few more strong push, slamming her hips into my buttocks to ensure entire penetration each prison term. Then finally she withdrew and walked away again.

After enough prison term for her to remove the strap on harness and gather herself, she came back to me and said"You are such a bawd aren't you ?"“ MmmHmm"I tried to answer, 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 capable to speak."Yes what ? Bitch !"she said loudly."I want to take heed you say it !"“ Yes ! I'm a whore, Master !"I said, louder this time."You look like a pansy too ! All dressed up like a little loose woman, it's no admiration you got fucked like that !"“ Are you a pansy slut ?"she asked."Yes Master !"I said."Say it all"she said."Are you a effeminate fornicatress ?"“ Yes professional, I'm a sissy slut"I yelled. And she said laughing,"I can see that !"“ If I let you up now, you're going to recollect your billet in this theatre from now on aren't you ?"she asked."Yes Master, I will."I said.

"commodity boy !"she told me, still speaking loudly over the loud music. I couldn't believe she was putting up with that dissonance for so long. She leaned over and unshackled my legs from the board, then walked around and unlocked the handcuffs, allowing me to support up. My human knee were weak from all the ill-usage, and a small stiff from being in the same emplacement for at least three hours by now. I was a piddling wobbly at first but it felt adept to stand.

She moved me to one side of the board to which I had been bound, stood me facing in the centering of the lounge, and told me to digest still. I could listen 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 collection plate in front of me on the floor."Now you're going to give me a footling show."“ A show ?"I asked."I want you to masturbate, and cum on the plateful in figurehead of you. If you can get it all on the plate 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 clear ?"“ Yes maestro"I said, with obvious disinclination."I make the rule here. Now get started."She said, demandingly."Yes Master."I said, as I raised my dress with one bridge player and began stroking my dick with the other.

I felt a bit humiliated to do this in social movement 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 comfortable for me to palpate alone with my fancy and soon my dick began to harden as I masturbated. I thought about all that had happened, and fantasized about what the future may bring with this new way of life story, and soon I could feel an orgasm beginning. Soon the cum spurted out in three or four heavy wads and I aimed it as best I could toward the home she had placed in front of me. I shuddered as the sexual climax subsided, and carefully shook the remaining drops toward the plate.

She walked over and squatted beside me with one script on my shoulder."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 drib on the floor."

As I was horny and masturbating, the mentation 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 sexual climax, I was no retentive horny and really didn't wishing to do this. But I had agreed to do as she said and set my mind to surveil through.

She grabbed the back of my fuzz and forced me to lean over, guiding my face to the driblet on the flooring. I could experience the wetness of one spot as my lips touched it and began licking it up through the sassing gob in the mask."Get it all, pussy boy !"she said."I don't want any musca volitans on my carpeting !"Then she guided me to another, and one more, larger glob, making me soundly clean each one. When that was done she said"ripe ! Now finish up the residue of it on the plate."Again she guided my face to the right maculation and pushed my expression down into the puddle of goo on the plateful, 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."Lick it up, you nasty bitch !"She said. And I proceeded to drub up all that was on the plate.

When I was done she took the plate and told me to stand up again. Then the tabular array was once more moved to the center of the floor, this time oriented so my grimace would be toward the lounge, and I was told to"take up the position ”. I told you that if you could get all of your little quite a little on the home plate I would let you go."She said."But you missed, didn't you ?"“ Yes professional"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 sassing and font, and soon the euphony was turned down to a quieter, More normal volume."William Tell me you're a nasty little bitch and you want more."She said."I'm a nasty little bitch, and I want more overlord !"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 backrest to a tight fit, and pulled the mask from my header. Immediately, laugh and applause broke out in the way as I squinted, opening my optic in the bright light. The whole clock time five of Dana's female supporter, and two of their husbands, had been watching everything. I could see one of the girls with a video television camera pointed directly at my face, recording my overplus and humiliation.

Danu came over and held my face toward the camera, squeezing my buttock to make me ruck, and saying"Isn't SHE a cunning little prostitute ?"Everyone laughed, and one of the girls said"That was the most gross out thing I've ever seen Bobby"as she high fived one of the other young lady. Then the laughter got louder as those two got up wearing strap on dildos, adult than the one Danu had used. Before I could utter, Dana wrapped another gag around my rima oris, the kind with a large opening that held the backtalk in an open military position. Once again I was bound and gagged, but this time able to see and hear. The others laughed and jeered as Dana asked,"Ready for unit of ammunition two, bitch ? ”