My wife, Lisa is my Queen and my only reason for living. She dominates me not only sexually but everything I do including the air I breathe at times. She is a Legal Secretary at a local law firm and sometimes has very stressful days which means I usually suffer for it. Last night for instance she had to work late so I got home first. She called me and said, "I'll be home in five minutes. Be waiting at the door with a glass of wine, my crop and the cock and ball harness." She hangs up without saying goodbye. I know I'm in for a rough night. I scramble to open the wine and find the crop and harness and am waiting by the door just in time. She comes through the door and immediately starts berating me because the air conditioner in her car would not work on the way home. She takes the crop out of my hand and starts beating me mercilessly with it.
THWACK! "You worthless pig!" she shouted.
THWACK! "You should have known to have my air conditioner checked out before summer"
THWACK! "I'm all sweaty and gross"
THWACK! CRACK! "You better pray my lingerie isn't ruined you muther fucker!"
TWACK! "STRIP! NOW!"
I hurry to strip my clothes off as fast as possible but this is hard to do considering she hasn't stopped hitting me with the crop.
THWACK! "Hurry up bitch, I don't have all night." THWACK!
THWACK! "Put the cock and ball harness on! NOW! You better get it good and tight little boy. If I have to redo it you'll be very sorry."
By now I am rock hard making it impossible to properly put on the harness.
THWACK! "WHATS THE PROBLEM BITCH!"
"I'm hard Mistress I can put it on."
She smiles a wicked smile "I'll take care of that! Down on all fours!" she commands "Turn away from me." She then starts kicking me in the nuts from behind gently at first but picking up the pace and the force gradually until I am begging her to stop. She was right she took care of the hard on. My gut was churning from the pain.
THWACK! CRACK! CRACK! "What are you waiting on!"
Fortunately she turned her attention to the wine while I struggled to get the harness on. It's an evil device that fastens around both my sack and shaft and also separates my balls. It is impossible to get an erection without causing great pain and discomfort. After she inspected the job I had done she seemed satisfied. What a relief! She would have tightened it unbearably had she had to do it herself.
THWACK! "On your back slut!"
Once I was on my back she laid down the crop momentarily to undress. What an awesome creature! She has a nice round ass to die for. She had on mid thigh length black skirt with a white blouse. Her long brown hair was put up in a loose bun on top of her head. She wore back stockings with a matching thong and garter belt. Her amazing 36d tits held up by a sheer, almost see through bra.
"You're going to clean my sweaty ass with your tongue you worthless pig. If you do a good job maybe I'll allow you the privilege of cleaning my pussy too."
She stood over my face facing down my body and slowly descended onto my mouth with her sweet ass. As she settled in she picked up the crop. THWACK! On my thigh.
"Get to work!"
I started to nibble and lick around her bud. She was quite sweaty and the musky smell was heaven. This was no new task for me. I had spent many hours under that wonderful ass in the past five years. She had been on me now for several minutes and it was getting difficult to breathe. She lifted every so often an allowed me a small gasp of air but I was starting to get dizzy. THWACK! THWACK! The crop came down on my thigh again, first one then the other.
"You'll not be tasting my sweet pussy if that's the best you can do. Get that worthless tongue of yours up my ass and fuck me good!"