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.