My wife, Danu, and I have been experimenting with thralldom and other kinky activeness 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 variety of matter for some time, but was hesitant to bring in it up with her. Finally I did and we started with unsubdivided handcuffs and some rope thraldom, and I have slowly introduced early ideas over sentence. To my surprise she has been very open of almost all of it.

The starting time big footmark was pissing free rein. 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 savour pissing on me, and I modified a chair to contain a stool can to make it more comfortable for her, rather than having to hunker down over me. But that report is for another time.

Only recently, I showed her a telecasting on the internet of a man being butt fucked by a adult female with a shoulder strap on dildo, and casually mentioned that I would be"willing"to try that if she was interested. Again to my surprisal, 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 twain 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 meter I bought an anal lure and expressed an interest in crossdessing. She was ok with that too and I soon began buying some women's panties, stockings, and early things.

Then one night she blind folded me and tied me face down across the coffee table and began to coggle me. The paddling was cypher new but soon I felt the new sense of something slippery sliding between my ass impudence. She was sticking a dildo in my ass ! It hurt like hell at first but soon the nuisance went away and it actually started to palpate good 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 shoulder strap on harness, and a liberal dildo, and we used that a few times over the following match of months. 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 while was sitting in a box unused.

Then one Nox she told me that she had been thinking about it, and that I needed to lay down a choice. Either we could stop all of it forever, or I would have to become her slave, and that from now on she would have number command over me."Think about it before you answer"she said."I'm sober about this and you may not be set for everything that's going to pass ”. I thought about it for a few minutes and told her that I was ready to accede to her in any way she wanted.

"Ok"she answered,"I'll be coming up with some rules and expected value soon, and of grade I can change the prescript any sentence I like. Is that authorise ?"“ Yeah"I said, and she immediately grabbed me by the collar and slapped me punishing 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 all the way ?"“ Yes passe-partout"I responded. She then ordered me to go into the bedroom, strip totally naked, get the celibacy gimmick, a CB600S with a padlock for which only she has the key, and come back to the keep room and put it on in front of her. I did as she said, and as she reached up to snap the lock shut she gave my formal a trivial slap from below to reinforce her dominance over me. She then had me kneel before her as she gave me operating instructions for the side by side day.

I usually get domicile from body of work a good hour before her. The adjacent day when I got rest home I was to drive a shower, knock off my legs and underarms, and use a sweet-scented application that she would provide out for me. Then I was to dress in stockings, high heeled horseshoe, garter belt, a bra, and a short frilly coiffe. No panties and no chastity this time. Then I was to take out the"Toy Box"and place it in a specified place in the living room and displace the coffee table away from the sofa to the middle of the floor. She explained step by step that I was to take out two pieces of forget me drug, cuff, and the leather exhaust hood that covered my eyes and had a snap on gag for my mouth. I would put the keys for the handlock and the key for the padlock on the hood, on a shelf, well out of stretch. Then I was to call on the stereo up loud, kneel down at one end of the table and securely tie my knee to the legs of the board, insure the hood on my head with the gag in my oral fissure, and lock the padlock, then finally lie across the mesa and shut away my hands to the table wooden leg at the early end with the handcuffs.

That was a lot to do in an hour, but by the sentence she was due household I was clean, shaved, dressed as instructed, and helplessly bound with the medicine blaring, fully on display in the center of the livelihood room. There I waited.

It seemed like More than an hour before she came menage. Though with the euphony playing so loud and the leather thug covering my ears, I couldn't hear her semen in. I only knew she was household when I felt her script lift my apparel, rub my ass, and give it a piddling smack. Then I could feel her checking to see that I was bound securely, then finally rubbing the side of meat of my head 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 fucked !"she said with a slaphappy joke. Then I could smell out that she walked away. I lay there wondering what might happen side by side, and what she was doing. I could only discover the euphony, and palpate the soreness of my bindings and the light drape of my dress barely covering my ass.

After a few minutes I was shocked back to reality by the substantial crack of a paddle across my ass. Then my dress was raised out of the way and draped across my depleted back, followed by respective more than intemperate slug that almost brought tears to my eye. The painfulness was nearly unendurable but I could only tense up and grunt through the gag. She softly rubbed the paddle on my sore ass for a bit and then it hit again. This metre she must have got swung it with all her strength, and laughed at me as I screamed into the gag with the shock absorber of such a brutal attack.

Again, she left me there for several minutes. The pain in the ass from the paddling had subsided to a warm stinging wizard now, and finally I felt the cool leather of her riding crop slipping over the ablaze impudence. Soon it slapped hard onto the backrest of my right wing thigh, and then the left. Slowly she swatted again and again, carefully moving from the dorsum to the inner character of my wooden leg, and occasionally my back and the sides of by torso. Then finally, and without warning, it slapped hard against the bottom side of my let out clod, sending me once again into screaming painfulness. Then before I could set out to find, another smack, and then another.

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

After a short time of being left alone again I felt the coldness of lubricant being generously applied to the snap of my ass, and a gloved finger's breadth forcing some of it inside and loosening my hole. I knew what this meant and the finger was soon replaced with the familiar tactile property of a dildo being shoved fully inside my rectum in the first gear push. It took my breather away as it suddenly pushed so deep with no fourth dimension to get used to the penetration. She held it inside me and leaned forward, reached under my chest, and twisted hard on my mammilla, then let go and withdrew the dildo only to mosh it grueling inside me again. Then I could palpate her hands bracing on the position of my waist as she continued the brutal shtup, 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 foul jade in a back alley. The infliction was now gone and my ass felt loose and worn. Then she slowed her step and gave a few more than severely thrusts, slamming her hips into my buttocks to ensure entire insight each time. Then finally she withdrew and walked away again.

After enough sentence for her to remove 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 sass."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 find out you say it !"“ Yes ! I'm a whore, Master !"I said, louder this clock time."You look like a sissy too ! All dressed up like a little fornicatress, 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 sissified slattern ?"“ Yes master, I'm a sissyish fornicatress"I yelled. And she said laughing,"I can see that !"“ If I let you up now, you're going to think your seat in this theatre from now on aren't you ?"she asked."Yes schoolmaster, I will."I said.

"Good boy !"she told me, still speaking loudly over the aloud medicine. I couldn't believe she was putting up with that noise for so long. She leaned over and unshackled my legs from the table, then walked around and unlocked the handcuffs, allowing me to stand up up. My knees were weak from all the abuse, and a little stiff from being in the Same post for at to the lowest degree three hours by now. I was a little wobbly at offset but it felt expert to stand.

She moved me to one side of the table to which I had been bound, stood me facing in the focussing of the lounge, and told me to tolerate still. I could find out the tabular array being moved across the floor away from where I was standing, and then she was gone again for a few instant. 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 story."Now you're going to give me a piffling show."“ A show ?"I asked."I want you to masturbate, and cum on the plate in front of you. If you can get it all on the photographic plate I'll let you up, unlock the mask, and let you get dressed. But if you get even a fall on the floor, you'll have to lick it all up. Is that pass ?"“ Yes passe-partout"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 hired man and began stroking my dick with the other.

I felt a bit embarrassed to do this in nominal head of her, but she ordered it so I would do as I was told. And somehow, still being masked and ineffective to see made it easy for me to palpate alone with my phantasy and soon my dick began to harden as I masturbated. I thought about all that had happened, and fantasized about what the future may make for with this new way of sprightliness, and soon I could feel an orgasm beginning. Soon the cum spurted out in three or four heavy loads and I aimed it as C. H. Best I could toward the plate she had placed in front of me. I shuddered as the climax subsided, and carefully shook the remaining drops toward the plate.

She walked over and squatted beside me with one bridge player on my shoulder."You did very well !"she said."Almost all of it went on the home base, 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 thinker to accompany through.

She grabbed the back of my hair and forced me to lean over, guiding my facial expression to the drops on the storey. I could feel the wetness of one spot as my mouth touched it and began licking it up through the backtalk mess in the mask."Get it all, pussy boy !"she said."I don't want any touch on my carpet !"Then she guided me to another, and one more, larger clump, making me thoroughly cleanse each one. When that was done she said"good ! Now finish up the rest of it on the plate."Again she guided my font to the right wing spot and pushed my expression down into the puddle of goo on the home base, smearing it on my lips, and I could find that some had stuck to the exterior of the mask and some had squeezed between the masquerade and my cheek."lap it up, you nasty crab !"She said. And I proceeded to thrash up all that was on the plate.

When I was done she took the plate and told me to stand up again. Then the table was once more moved to the center of the floor, this time oriented so my font would be toward the sofa, and I was told to"resume the situation ”. I told you that if you could get all of your fiddling mess 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 cum on my lips and face, and soon the euphony was turned down to a quieter, more normal volume."Tell me you're a nasty small bitch and you want more."She said."I'm a nasty short bitch, and I want more Master !"I said, expecting the paddling to start again.

Then to my surprisal 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 room as I squinted, opening my eyes in the bright brightness. The whole time five of Dana's female Quaker, and two of their husbands, had been watching everything. I could see one of the missy with a video camera pointed directly at my face, recording my overplus and humiliation.

Danu came over and held my face toward the camera, squeezing my cheeks to work me pucker, and saying"Isn't SHE a cute little lady of pleasure ?"Everyone laughed, and one of the girls said"That was the most repelling thing I've ever seen Bobby"as she high fived one of the early girl. Then the laugh got louder as those two got up wearing shoulder strap on dildos, self-aggrandizing than the one Dana had used. Before I could talk, Dana wrapped another gag around my mouth, the sort with a vauntingly opening that held the backtalk in an open position. Once again I was bound and gagged, but this clip able to see and hear. The others laughed and jeered as Dana asked,"Ready for round two, bitch ? ”