We had been swinging for around 10 years now and had fulfilled so many of our fantasies. My wife Jayne loves group and interracial sex; she has been having a relationship with black lover who often joined us. We also ventured into some domination type fun, as Jayne is very submissive and loves it when she is used as a submissive slut. However what had always fascinated me was female domination and I had always wanted some fun with a dominatrix. This fantasy started to look more like a reality when we met Kim and Stuart at a swingers club. Jayne and I didn't get to have fun with them when we first met, however we did chat and learn about their relationship and I was fascinated as she told us about how she dominated and cuckolded her husband.
At the club we exchanged email addresses and after some mail between it was with my wife's blessing that I drove over to Kim's for an arranged meet.
As I made my way to her house she texted me and told me she was ready now. She greeted me at the door, wearing high-heeled black stilettos and a wrap over dress. She looked fabulous dressed like this, I was speechless as she ushered me in, pushed the door shut behind me, smiled and moved closer. I looked up at her, in heels she is about 6' tall and a couple of inches taller than me.
"You look happy to see me Gary." Her hand brushed the front of my trousers and touched my cock.
"You're husband is out I trust?"
"Yes, he's at work and he knows it's my playtime with you so he won't be coming home. He really gets off on being cuckolded like this; he even helped me dress to look right for you. How do I look? I'm wearing stockings for you."
"You look stunning, I am so happy to be here, Mistress Kim," I whispered as I reached for her.
"Slow down, stand still. You are here to submit to me," Her voice is cool and confident, yet commanding.
I looked down in respect and answered quietly. "Yes, Kim. I'll follow your lead."
A long manicured red fingernail dug under my chin lifting my face so we make eye contact. "Are you ready to play?"
"Yes, Mistress. Please." I said quietly.
"Strip! Take your clothes off, all of them. I want to see you naked." She walked around me, scratching me with her nails as she walked, the click of her heels on the floor the only sound as I obeyed. She stood behind me as I quickly removed my clothes, piling them neatly on the chair, not daring to turn and look at her. She slowly walked round to my front again and as I look at her my cock stirred as she looked down and smiled.
"You are very pleased to see me aren't you, let me see you play with your cock." She said bringing a long red fingernail sharply down my chest, before she took a nipple between her nails and squeezed firmly.
"Yes Mistress Kim."
I stroked my cock slowly until it hardened and pointed firmly at her.
"Now be a good boy and let go of your cock. You are nervous aren't you Gary? Don't be, I have done this before, I won't hurt you." She took my face in her hands and kissed me, her tongue deep in my mouth and then abruptly pulled away. Again she walked behind me, a fingernail scratched sharply against me as I heard her rustling behind me.
"Hands behind your back, now pet," I felt my wrists secured together as she buckled leather straps tightly, then she walked around and faced me again.
"Now kneel down, get on your knees and kiss my feet, you know what to do, don't you?"
I quickly knelt and pressed my lips against her stiletto heels, then moved my mouth up the heel slowly and kissed her ankles.
"So, you can be a good boy after all?"
I looked up at her as she undid the belt on her dress, letting it fall to the floor behind her; she was naked except for hold up stockings and her shoes, her hips just inches from my face. Abruptly she turned and took a few steps over to the leather chair and sat back. She reached over and picked up a large silver dildo.
"I want to moisten this first." She said quietly. She ran the dildo over her lips dribbling saliva over its length, teasing me.