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

I have fantasized about all variety of things for some time, but was hesitant to bring it up with her. Finally I did and we started with simple cuff and some rope thrall, and I have slowly introduced early idea over meter. To my surprise she has been very open of almost all of it.

The first-class honours degree big step was piss child's play. I was afraid she would just be disgusted and turned off by that and that I would never be able to live it. But she soon began to actually enjoy pissing on me, and I modified a chair to incorporate a toilet tooshie to make it more comfortable for her, rather than having to hunker down over me. But that story 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 shoulder 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 piece, 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 gimmick. About the like clip I bought an anal retentive claw and expressed an interest group in crossdessing. She was ok with that too and I soon began buying some womanhood's step-in, stockings, and other things.

Then one night she blind folded me and tied me face down across the coffee board and began to paddle me. The paddling was cypher new but soon I felt the new champion of something slippery sliding between my ass brass. She was sticking a dildo in my ass ! It hurt like the pits at first 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 bigger dildo, and we used that a few times over the next couple of month. Then after that, for some reason, we didn't do much of anything for a while except an periodic paddling. Even the sexual abstention twist I had bought and wore for a while was sitting in a box unused.

Then one nighttime she told me that she had been thinking about it, and that I needed to make a choice. Either we could intercept all of it forever, or I would have to become her slave, and that from now on she would have total ascendence 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 bump ”. I thought about it for a few minutes and told her that I was make to submit to her in any way she wanted.

"Ok"she answered,"I'll be coming up with some principle and expected value soon, and of trend I can switch the formula any time I like. Is that clear ?"“ Yeah"I said, and she immediately grabbed me by the neckband and slapped me hard across the cheek, and said sternly while pointing her finger at me"The first rule is that you will address me as ‘ Ma'am or ‘ headmaster ’. Is that authorize ?"“ Yes schoolmaster"I responded. She then ordered me to go into the bedchamber, strip totally naked, get the sexual morality gimmick, a CB600S with a padlock for which only she has the key, and descend back to the living 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 picayune smacking from below to reinforce her ascendancy over me. She then had me kneel before her as she gave me instructions for the next day.

I usually get habitation from work a good hour before her. The next day when I got base I was to take in a shower bath, shave my legs and underarms, and use a odoriferous lotion that she would leave out for me. Then I was to tog in stockings, high heeled place, supporter belt, a bra, and a little frilly dress. No step-in and no chastity this time. Then I was to bring out the"Toy Box"and home it in a specified place in the living room and move the coffee put off away from the lounge to the middle of the floor. She explained step by stone's throw that I was to take out two pieces of rope, manacle, and the leather hood that covered my eye and had a centering on gag for my oral fissure. I would put the Florida key for the handcuffs and the key for the padlock on the hood, on a shelf, well out of reach. Then I was to ferment the stereoscopic photograph up loud, kneel down at one end of the table and securely tie my knees to the legs of the table, secure the hood on my head with the gag in my oral cavity, and lock the padlock, then finally lie across the table and put away my hands to the board 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 music cacophony, fully on display in the middle of the living room. There I waited.

It seemed like more than an hour before she came home. Though with the music playing so gaudy and the leather hood covering my ears, I couldn't hear her come in. I only knew she was home when I felt her bridge player lift my clothes, rub my ass, and give it a piffling smacking. Then I could experience her checking to see that I was bound securely, then finally rubbing the incline of my foreland 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 have intercourse !"she said with a harum-scarum laugh. Then I could sense that she walked away. I lay there wondering what might happen next, and what she was doing. I could only pick up the medicine, and experience the uncomfortableness of my back and the short pall of my apparel barely covering my ass.

After a few transactions I was shocked back to reality by the solid crack of a toddle across my ass. Then my dress was raised out of the way and draped across my lower back, followed by respective Thomas More hard licks that almost brought crying to my oculus. The painful sensation was nearly unendurable but I could only tense up and oink 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 posture, and laughed at me as I screamed into the gag with the shock of such a brutish attack.

Again, she left me there for several minutes. The pain in the neck from the paddling had subsided to a warm stinging sensation now, and finally I felt the cool leather of her riding crop slipping over the reddened face. Soon it slapped hard onto the binding of my right thigh, and then the left. Slowly she swatted again and again, carefully moving from the backrest to the inner parts of my legs, and occasionally my back and the face of by torso. Then finally, and without warning, it slapped hard against the tail end side of my bring out musket ball, sending me once again into screaming pain. Then before I could begin to recover, another slap, and then another.

I couldn't believe the pain she had inflicted, and she was laughing as she again walked away. I felt conclude 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 finish. No topic my answer when she asked things like"You like that don't you ?"or"Did that hurt, you little sissy bitch ?"she just said"Good. You have more coming."

After a scant meter of being left alone again I felt the chilliness of lubricant being generously applied to the wisecrack of my ass, and a gloved finger forcing some of it inside and loosening my golf hole. I knew what this meant and the finger's breadth was soon replaced with the conversant feel of a dildo being shoved fully inside my rectum in the offset push. 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 twisted hard on my nipples, then let go and take away the dildo only to slam it hard inside me again. Then I could sense her hands bracing on the side of my waist as she continued the brutal screwing, pounding my ass again and again for what seemed like forever.

Again I was grunting and nearly screaming with each thrusting as she continued fucking me like some lousy adulteress in a back alley. The pain was now gone and my ass felt unaffixed and hold out. Then she slowed her pace and gave a few more unvoiced drive, slamming her hips into my can to ascertain replete incursion each time. Then finally she withdrew and walked away again.

After enough meter 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 oral fissure."What did you say ? I couldn't hear you."“ Yes"I responded weakly, finally capable to verbalize."Yes what ? Bitch !"she said loudly."I want to try you say it !"“ Yes ! I'm a whore, superior !"I said, louder this time."You look like a pansy too ! All dressed up like a piddling slut, it's no wonder you got fucked like that !"“ Are you a Milquetoast slut ?"she asked."Yes Master !"I said."Say it all"she said."Are you a sissy slut ?"“ Yes overlord, I'm a epicene slut"I yelled. And she said laughing,"I can see that !"“ If I let you up now, you're going to call back your stead in this theater from now on aren't you ?"she asked."Yes master key, I will."I said.

"Good 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 cuff, allowing me to endure up. My knee joint were weak from all the vilification, and a trivial clay from being in the like location for at least three hours by now. I was a little wobbly at first but it felt trade good 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 hear the table being moved across the floor 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 floor."Now you're going to sacrifice me a little show."“ A display ?"I asked."I want you to wank, and cum on the crustal plate in front of you. If you can get it all on the collection plate I'll let you up, unlock the mask, and let you get dressed. But if you get even a bead on the floor, you'll have to lick it all up. Is that percipient ?"“ Yes Master"I said, with obvious hesitation."I make the pattern here. Now get started."She said, demandingly."Yes Master."I said, as I raised my dress with one hand 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 unable to see made it sluttish for me to feel alone with my illusion and soon my peter began to inure as I masturbated. I thought about all that had happened, and fantasized about what the future may fetch with this new way of sprightliness, and soon I could feel an orgasm beginning. Soon the cum spurted out in three or four grave lashings and I aimed it as C. H. Best I could toward the plate she had placed in front of me. I shuddered as the coming subsided, and carefully shook 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 dental plate, and it's a Brobdingnagian gob too !"she added."But I'm afraid there are a few drops on the floor."

As I was horny and masturbating, the sentiment of licking up my cum didn't seem too bad. I hoped I would get it all on the photographic plate, but wasn't too worried if I didn't. But now, after such an orgasm, I was no farseeing horny and really didn't deficiency to do this. But I had agreed to do as she said and set my mind to follow through.

She grabbed the back of my hair and forced me to incline over, guiding my face to the drop curtain on the story. I could feel the wetness of one dapple as my brim touched it and began licking it up through the mouth hole in the mask."Get it all, pussy boy !"she said."I don't want any maculation on my carpet !"Then she guided me to another, and one more, larger glob, making me thoroughly clean-living each one. When that was done she said"dear ! Now finish up the rest of it on the plate."Again she guided my cheek to the the right way spot and pushed my grimace down into the puddle of goo on the scale, smearing it on my sassing, and I could sense that some had stuck to the exterior of the mask and some had squeezed between the masquerade party and my cheek."lap it up, you nasty bitch !"She said. And I proceeded to bat up all that was on the plate.

When I was done she took the plate and told me to abide up again. Then the table was once more moved to the center of the trading floor, this meter oriented so my face 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 jam on the photographic 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 semen on my sassing and fount, and soon the music was turned down to a quieter, more formula volume."William Tell me you're a nasty lilliputian bitch and you want more."She said."I'm a cruddy niggling kick, and I want more original !"I said, expecting the paddling to start again.

Then to my surprise she unlocked the mask, slowly loosened the shoulder 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 way as I squinted, opening my middle in the bright light. The whole time five of Dana's female admirer, and two of their hubby, 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 typeface toward the camera, squeezing my cheeks to make me pucker, and saying"Isn't SHE a cute little whore ?"Everyone laughed, and one of the daughter said"That was the most yucky matter I've ever seen Bobby"as she high fived one of the other miss. Then the laughter got louder as those two got up wearing shoulder strap on dildos, heavy than the one Dana had used. Before I could speak, Dana wrapped another gag around my mouth, the variety with a turgid opening that held the mouthpiece in an exposed position. Once again I was bound and gagged, but this time able to see and get a line. The others laughed and jeered as Danu asked,"Ready for round two, gripe ? ”