My wife, Danu, and I have been experimenting with thrall and early kinky activities for a year or two now. She is not concerned in being the submissive/bottom, and I prefer that function. So with that decided from the beginning we have slowly added more and More to our list.

I have fantasized about all kinds of things for some time, but was hesitating to get it up with her. Finally I did and we started with bare handcuffs and some roach bondage, and I have slowly introduced other thought over clip. To my surprise she has been very open of almost all of it.

The showtime big footprint was piss play. I was afraid she would just be disgusted and turned off by that and that I would never be capable to see it. But she soon began to actually delight pissing on me, and I modified a death chair to incorporate a toilette posterior to construct it more comfortable for her, rather than having to hunker down over me. But that account 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 concerned. 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 span of dildos for her, hoping she would use them to pleasure herself while I watched, bounds and gagged, and locked in a sexual abstention twist. About the same time I bought an anal hook and expressed an interest group in crossdessing. She was ok with that too and I soon began buying some women's panties, stockings, and early things.

Then one dark she blind folded me and tied me face down across the coffee table and began to paddle me. The paddling was nix new but soon I felt the new sensation of something slippery sliding between my ass buttock. 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 feel 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 boastful dildo, and we used that a few times over the next twain of month. Then after that, for some reason, we didn't do much of anything for a while except an periodic paddling. Even the chastity device I had bought and wore for a patch was sitting in a box unused.

Then one night she told me that she had been thinking about it, and that I needed to take in 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 add up 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 minute and told her that I was ready to submit to her in any way she wanted.

"Ok"she answered,"I'll be coming up with some pattern and expectations soon, and of course I can convert the rules any time I like. Is that elucidate ?"“ Yeah"I said, and she immediately grabbed me by the shoe collar and slapped me unvoiced across the face, and said sternly while pointing her fingerbreadth at me"The get-go rule is that you will accost me as ‘ Ma'am or ‘ lord ’. Is that exonerated ?"“ Yes Master"I responded. She then ordered me to go into the sleeping accommodation, striptease totally naked, get the sexual abstention device, a CB600S with a padlock for which only she has the key, and come back to the livelihood room and put it on in presence of her. I did as she said, and as she reached up to bust the lock shut she gave my Lucille Ball a little smack from below to reward her potency over me. She then had me kneel before her as she gave me instructions for the side by side day.

I usually get home from work a full 60 minutes before her. The following day when I got home I was to hire a shower, knock off my ramification and underarms, and use a scent lotion that she would go away out for me. Then I was to dress in stockings, high heeled shoes, garter belt, a bra, and a forgetful frilly prune. No step-in and no virtue this clock time. Then I was to play out the"Toy Box"and place it in a specified place in the living way and make a motion the java put over away from the sofa to the center of the flooring. She explained dance step by measure that I was to take out two patch 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 handcuff and the key for the padlock on the bonnet, on a shelf, well out of stretch. Then I was to turn the stereoscopic photograph up loud, kneel down at one end of the table and securely tie my knees to the legs of the mesa, secure the hood on my head with the gag in my mouth, and lock the padlock, then finally lie across the table and lock my hands to the table leg at the other end with the handcuffs.

That was a lot to do in an hr, but by the time she was due home base I was clean, shaved, dressed as instructed, and helplessly bound with the euphony blaring, fully on display in the centre of the living room. There I waited.

It seemed like more than an 60 minutes before she came home base. Though with the music performing so loud 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 pay it a little slap. Then I could feel her checking to see that I was bound securely, then finally rubbing the sides of my head through the leather hood. She held my expression and finally spoke."You realize that there is no turning back now, right ?"“ MmHmm"I mumbled with the gag preventing any resemblance of voice communication."You are so fucked !"she said with a carefree laugh. Then I could smell out that she walked away. I lay there wondering what might happen next, and what she was doing. I could only get wind the medicine, and feel the discomfort of my bindings and the light drape of my dress barely covering my ass.

After a few mo I was shocked back to reality by the solid state shot of a larrup across my ass. Then my apparel was raised out of the way and draped across my small back, followed by several more tough licks that almost brought tears to my eyes. The infliction 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 moment and then it hit again. This time she must let swung it with all her strength, and laughed at me as I screamed into the gag with the shock of such a savage attack.

Again, she left me there for several hour. The pain from the paddling had subsided to a warm stinging sentience now, and finally I felt the cool leather of her riding craw slipping over the reddened impudence. Soon it slapped hard onto the dorsum of my correct thigh, and then the left. Slowly she swatted again and again, carefully moving from the back to the intimate parts of my pegleg, and occasionally my back and the English of by torso. Then finally, and without warning, it slapped hard against the buttocks incline of my exhibit balls, sending me once again into screaming pain. Then before I could get 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 ending to passing out and felt the wetness of tears 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 give up. No affair my response when she asked things like"You like that don't you ?"or"Did that hurt, you slight sissy bitch ?"she just said"Good. You have more coming."

After a short clock time of being left alone again I felt the chilliness of lubricant being generously applied to the crack cocaine of my ass, and a gloved fingerbreadth forcing some of it inside and loosening my hole. I knew what this meant and the finger was soon replaced with the comrade flavor of a dildo being shoved fully inside my rectum in the first off push button. 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 of drawers, and twisted hard on my pap, then let go and pull back the dildo only to bang it hard inside me again. Then I could find her men bracing on the face of my waist as she continued the brutal piece of tail, pounding my ass again and again for what seemed the like forever.

Again I was grunting and nearly screaming with each thrust as she continued fucking me like some filthy slattern in a back skittle alley. The infliction was now gone and my ass felt loose and outwear. Then she slowed her pace and gave a few more voiceless thrust, slamming her articulatio coxae into my fanny to ensure full penetration each time. Then finally she withdrew and walked away again.

After enough time 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 respond, still tightly bound and gagged. She reached around and unsnapped the gag, and pulled it from my mouthpiece."What did you say ? I couldn't hear you."“ Yes"I responded weakly, finally able-bodied to speak."Yes what ? Bitch !"she said loudly."I want to hear you say it !"“ Yes ! I'm a whore, Master !"I said, louder this clock time."You look like a pantywaist too ! All dressed up like a picayune strumpet, it's no wonder you got fucked like that !"“ Are you a sissy slut ?"she asked."Yes passe-partout !"I said."Say it all"she said."Are you a sissy slut ?"“ 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 remember your lieu in this home from now on aren't you ?"she asked."Yes master, I will."I said.

"Good boy !"she told me, still speaking loudly over the tatty music. 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 stomach up. My knees were weak from all the revilement, and a little cadaver from being in the same position for at least three hours by now. I was a little wobbly at world-class but it felt honest to stand.

She moved me to one position of the mesa to which I had been bound, stood me facing in the direction of the couch, and told me to digest still. I could get a line the table being moved across the level away from where I was standing, and then she was gone again for a few hour. 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 front of me on the storey."Now you're going to give me a little show."“ A show ?"I asked."I want you to masturbate, and cum on the collection plate in front of you. If you can get it all on the 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 clobber it all up. Is that authorise ?"“ Yes victor"I said, with obvious waver."I make the rules here. Now get started."She said, demandingly."Yes Master."I said, as I raised my garb with one hired hand and began stroking my cock with the other.

I felt a bit blockade to do this in front end 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 easier for me to feel alone with my fantasy and soon my hawkshaw began to harden as I masturbated. I thought about all that had happened, and fantasized about what the future may impart with this new way of life history, and soon I could feel an climax root. Soon the cum spurted out in three or four heavy heaps and I aimed it as best I could toward the plate she had placed in battlefront of me. I shuddered as the orgasm subsided, and carefully stir the remaining drop toward the plate.

She walked over and squatted beside me with one hand on my shoulder."You did very well !"she said."Almost all of it went on the plate, and it's a Brobdingnagian gob too !"she added."But I'm afraid there are a few drop 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 home, but wasn't too care 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 follow through.

She grabbed the backbone of my hair and forced me to angle over, guiding my case to the drops on the floor. I could experience the wetness of one slur as my sassing touched it and began licking it up through the mouth hole in the masquerade."Get it all, snatch boy !"she said."I don't want any spots on my carpet !"Then she guided me to another, and one Thomas More, big glob, making me exhaustively scavenge each one. When that was done she said"respectable ! Now finish up the rest of it on the plate."Again she guided my face to the right spot and pushed my side down into the puddle of goo on the plate, smearing it on my mouth, and I could feel that some had stuck to the outside of the masque and some had squeezed between the mask and my buttock."poke it up, you nasty holler !"She said. And I proceeded to lap up up all that was on the plate.

When I was done she took the plate and told me to fend up again. Then the table was once more moved to the center of the trading floor, this metre oriented so my face 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 mint 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 leg 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 normal bulk."Tell me you're a foul little bitch and you want more."She said."I'm a tight fiddling gripe, and I want more overlord !"I said, expecting the paddling to start again.

Then to my surprise she unlocked the masque, 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 vivid light source. The totally metre five of Danu's female friends, and two of their husbands, had been watching everything. I could see one of the lady friend with a TV photographic camera pointed directly at my brass, recording my embarrassment and humiliation.

Dana came over and held my face toward the camera, squeezing my cheeks to make me ruck, and saying"Isn't SHE a cute little whore ?"Everyone laughed, and one of the girls said"That was the most disgust matter 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, bigger than the one Dana had used. Before I could speak, Danu wrapped another gag around my lip, the sort with a large opening that held the sass in an open position. Once again I was bound and gagged, but this clock time capable to see and discover. The others laughed and jeered as Danu asked,"Ready for round two, bitch ? ”