Moonflower, a prelude to Morning Glory
The effort I put into this evening seemed to have affected her greatly. She has the body of a teenager and had said she had wanted it rough. How lucky am I? My wife was completely restrained on the bed, all 98 pounds of her, and looked like an innocent waif, who was suffering at the hands of a cruel tormentor. Had someone walked into our bedroom at that moment, they simply could not have imagined that I had planned this with her desires in mind. She held up well until the first time I eased my cock out of her exposed, taut pussy when the pain had become too great. Her body shot straight off the bed towards the windows. The dildo I had chosen for her ass was dislodged onto the towel which I had placed under her body. I was shocked she could move so much, enough to free herself from the forced sodomy. The clothespins spreading her upper labia wide apart were still clamped and she desperately tried to communicate through her bit gag that the pinching pain in her labia needed relief.
I had planned this night for a week in advance and wanted the sensations to be concentrated on her erogenous zones. She has a tendency to get cold, so I turned up the temperature in the room, out of consideration for her. Two ten foot lengths of chains were secured at one end to the legs on the right side of the bed frame. They were then placed parallel to each other across the top and bottom of the king size bed and their free ends were then secured to the legs on the left side of the frame. I had positioned her on her back with her head at the side of the bed, close to the edge. She was lying in line with the chains, placed exactly between them. I like metallic chains because they seem so severe, and they are much faster to adjust than ropes. Leather cuffs, not handcuffs, were secured on each wrist in order to minimize pain, since her arms were stretched outwards, perpendicular to her body.
The metal handcuffs would have caused more pain in the wrists with her arms pulled firmly to the sides. I chose leather cuffs to secure her feet out to the sides, knees bent, legs a bit farther apart than is comfortable for her. The metallic leg cuffs would have hurt her ankles and this was about her sexual desires, not just pain. With her lying somewhat spread eagle, there was a bit of wiggle room by design with the knowledge that later, I could fuck her at will... either hole. It can be a challenge to fuck your wife if she's in bondage, because she can't move much, which I guess is the point. It does expose her lady bits quite nicely though, and that was my intention. Instead of padlocking her feet to a particular link of chain, like I did her hands, I attached them to double ended snap hooks and then to the chain in case I wanted to adjust her legs to be more or less bent later in the night. The quick clip action of those hooks onto the chains appeals to me.
As we had begun the evening, I planned to layer the sensations. Her ass seemed like the best starting point. I chose a medium sized dildo (designed for a Doc Martin strap on) for her little brown hole. Into the hollow base of the dildo, I inserted a long wooden dowel. To the tip of the dildo, I added KY and proceeded to slowly slide the penis shaped dildo inside her ass. I watched her face and body carefully. It's more of a challenge to read her when it's not my own dick going into her ass. I could tell exactly when I reached her internal sphincter because she tensed and made a warbling yelp, and I paused for a long moment. She relaxed soon enough. I slid it deeper into her ass, right up to the base of the dildo almost onto the wood. After adjusting a short length of chain between the longer lengths of chain on the bed beyond her feet, I padlocked the anal dildo in place using the eye hook at the other end of the dowel for this exact purpose. This deep in her ass, I had been certain it would stay put throughout our session. There was still plenty of room around my wife for my own body with chains framing her arms and legs. Usually I attach a collar around her neck as a fifth point of attachment, but had figured the dildo that I had buried and secured in her ass would have sufficed. In retrospect, it was probably good I hadn't used a collar that night.
Now that her limbs and ass were as I wanted them, it was time to add finishing touches. To balance the anal pressure, I vigorously sucked then lightly chewed on her left nipple, which I love as much as her right nipple. When it was hard and erect, I quickly placed a nipple clamp on the little raspberry shaped ball of sensation. I repeated on the right side, and left a connecting chain in a pile on her concave midsection. Sitting back, I looked at her breasts. As she is quite petite, her breasts are small, but her nipples pack quite a wallop when they are stimulated. (I have been very near to making her orgasm just with nipple pinching.) She was already writhing with pent up sexual desire, and we hadn't even started a good, hard fuck session.
I hadn't planned on gagging her, but who knew where this would lead as my excitement grew. For several seconds, I did a quick mental calculation. With the bit gag in place, she would be unable to clearly communicate with me. But, we've been together for almost 3 decades and I'm not worried about exceeding her physical abilities. On the other hand, without the bit gag, her mouth would be in play. I might decide to make my lovely wife suck my cock and then ejaculate on her tits and her face, or in her mouth, of course. What to do... what to do... I find, when presented with this type of classic dilemma, I usually choose the course with the greatest number of options. Instead, I decided to go with the bit gag even though it would take her mouth out of play for cock-sucking. Since her ass was currently occupied by a dildo, the "dirty girl" option of fucking her ass and then immediately fucking her mouth seemed unlikely. However, I could still remove the gag in a hurry if things took a turn in that direction. At the last minute, I added a twist and attached a small piece of chain to the left side of the bit gag which I had secured one notch tighter than usual so that she couldn't push the gag out with her tongue. Turning her head left, I locked the other end to the larger length of chain running down the end of the bed near her left hand. She now had her head forced slightly to the left. A blindfold was placed, just because I could.
She had wanted clothespins. There were a great number of options since she was on her back. First I tied two shoelaces, one high on each thigh, bows on her outer thighs. After placing clothespins through the shoelaces onto her upper labia, three on each side, the laces drew the tops of the pins out to the side. That left her clitoris exposed and her pussy stretched wide open making a fleshy pink "O" that needed a cock. No clothespins were placed on the lower labia so that my cock would later fit inside. I gave her cunt a quick lick concentrating on her overexposed clit, just enough to tease. She bucked mightily against my tongue as her breathing turned to panting. A sliver of drool ran out of the left side of her mouth, head locked in place by the gag. Thinking that more clothespins would complete the picture, I turned my attention back to her breasts, flattened with her arm pulled to the sides. Six clothespins went around each breast and along the muscles which extend to her arms.
