"Ding!" Adam's Smartphone alerted him to a new email. He had just left his desk, and tonight Kristen, his wife, had planned a night together. He reluctantly glances at the phone, and sees that it's from her.
"Starting now, you are my slave. You will do exactly as I say. I want you to get home. You will go directly upstairs, remove all your clothes, and take a shower. You will receive further instructions then. Reply to this email to let me know that you've received it. Mistress Kristen"
He hurried to his car and dialed Kristen. She answered immediately, "So did you get my email?"
"Yes! I lo-"
Kristen cut him off, "Yet you ignored my instructions? You were to reply to the email. I thought I made that clear. You're not off to a good start. Now get home, get naked, and get your ass in the shower." With that she hung up.
Adam raced home, his mind racing, wondering what Kristen had in store for him. He pulled into the garage, undressed and began showering as fast as he could. About halfway through, he heard the door open. The click of Kristen's heels on the hard bathroom floor sent a rush of blood to his already throbbing cock. As she approached, he could vaguely make out her shape through the translucent shower curtain. She appeared to be wearing a black gartered corset with stockings. Adam imagined how great her breasts would look nearly spilling out the top of the corset.
"I bought a new outfit just for tonight, I wanted to feel sexy. Too bad this is the best look you'll get at it." She approached, reaching and grabbing his slick, soapy cock through the shower curtain. She played with it gently. "When you get done, I want you to dry off, and put on this blind fold that I've left on the counter for you. Once that is done, call for me."
Adam quickly finished, dried off and blindfolded himself as ordered. He excitedly called for her, "Kristen, I'm ready!" He heard the door open and once again, the sound of her heels against the floor engorged his cock. She grabbed his balls firmly, squeezing firmly enough to make him rise to his toes.
"You will address me as Mistress Kristen, or just Mistress. Understand?"
"Yes Mistress"
Mistress Kristen took his hands, put a leather cuff on each wrist, and secured the cuffs together with a clip. "We wouldn't want this blindfold coming off now either." She put a pair of panties on his head. He could smell her pussy juices on the moistened panties. Taking a firm grip of his cock, she led him to the bedroom. "Follow me slave."
She led him to the footboard and placed his hands on top. "Now, you disobeyed me earlier. For that there will be consequences." With that she spanked his ass with what felt like a paddle.
"Owwwwww!" he yelled.
She spanked him again. "Quiet!" He jumped at the sting. She spanked him ten more times, each strike eliciting a groan or a flinch. "Aww," she taunted "what happened to my big strong man? You can't take a spanking from a girl?" She spanked him again. "Now, when I order you to email me, you will email me." Adam could feel the blood rushing to his ass. She spanked him again "Understand?"
Adam struggled to answer "I understand."
She spanked him again. "You understand what?"
"Owwww." He yelled. "I understand Mistress Kristen."
"Good boy!" He jumped again as she dug her nails into his burning ass. She grabbed him by the cock again, pulling him around to the side of the bed. "Now, on your knees boy!"
He dropped to his knees and heard her sit in front of him on the bed. Kristen unclipped his hands moved them behind his back where she reattached the cuffs to each other. She threw her legs over his shoulders. He could feel her nylons against her face. He longed to see his sexy stocking clad wife. He then felt her heels digging into his back and could smell her pussy which must be only inches from his face.
