I awoke to the sense of someone between my legs. I looked down and saw Nancy, completely naked laying on her stomach, on the bed between my legs, lightly blowing her hot breath on my cock, which was already hard.
I tried to reach down to pull her towards my cock but quickly remembered I was tied to the bed as the ties stopped me.
"Well, well, well," Nancy said, "it looks like somebody is ready for action."
It had been several days since I had cum and I looked at her with a desparate need in my eyes.
"Do you want me to touch it Mike?" she teased.
"Please touch it Nancy," I begged.
She slapped my cock and asked me to address her properly.
"Please touch it...Mistress."
I wasn't use to this new arrangement and it was still awkward for me to think of my wife as my dominant Mistress.
I noticed she was rubbing her pussy with her hand. It was obvious she was enjoying my begging.
"Only I will decide when your pathetic little cock is touched. Let's see if you can earn it," she taunted.
She rose to her knees and began moving herself up my body, her totally shaved pussy ever so slightly grazing my cock as she moved past it, until she sat on my chest with her obviously wet pussy inches from my face.
"Let's see," she said, "what is something I can have you do to prove to me that you deserve any pleasure from me?"
I wanted her to move up so I could devour her pussy, but she had a different idea.
"I just woke up Mike, and I always have to pee when I wake up. Since I don't feel like going to the bathroom I'm going to use you as my toilet."
I panicked. I couldn't believe that my own wife had taken control of me to the point that she would make me drink her pee!
Without asking, she moved her pussy over my mouth, instructed me to open my mouth and said, "You better not miss a drop."
I did as I was told, laying there with my mouth open. The stream burst out of her into my open mouth.
"Don't swallow until I tell you to," she said.
She filled my mouth until I thought it was going to pour out the sides of my mouth, then stopped.
She slid down my body and placed her face inches from mine, looking straight into my eyes. I lay there as instructed, my mouth full of her piss.
"You're so fucking pathetic," she said. "I'm going to enjoy totally humiliating you."
"Swallow slave," she said, with a look in her eyes I had never seen. I swallowed as I was told.
She looked down at my cock and saw that it was still rock hard and dripping pre-cum. She reached down with her finger and scooped the pre-cum onto her finger and brought it to my mouth.
"Lick," is all she said. I obeyed.
"You're becoming a good little cum slut," she said.
"Now, what do we do about that rock hard cock?"
"I think it's been what, maybe 5 days since you've cum?"
"And let's see, in that same amount of time I've cum at least 5 or 6, mainly thanks to Phil. Oh and of course while you sucked his cum out of my pussy."
She warned me not to move as she moved herself into a 69 position with me on the bed.
"Clean the pee from my pussy," she said as she began stroking me with her hand so slowly and softly that it was worse than not being touched at all.
I licked her for all I was worth, hoping I would get my reward that I needed so badly. But her soft, slow teasing strokes weren't getting any harder or faster.
Soon, her breathing got faster and I could tell she was close to cumming. Her body tensed as she thrust her pussy back into my face. She was grinding her soaking wet pussy in my face as she screamed out in orgasm, which must have lasted for a full minute. She then went limp, laying on my body, my cock now totally untouched.
She finally turned around to face me, straddling my body as she kneeled over me.
"You didn't really think I would let you cum did you?" she asked with a sly smile on her face.
"Please Nancy, I will do anything if you will just let me cum," I said. "My balls ache they're so full!"
With that, she turned around, lightly grabbed my shaft, lifted it, and slapped my balls over and over. I tried to move to avoid her vicious slaps but I couldn't close my legs as I was tied spread eagle on the bed.
"You just can't seem to remember to address me as your Mistress can you? Maybe next time you will remember."
I lay there in excruciating pain, wanting to roll up in a ball but unable to because of the straps holding me down.
"I have a little something to help you control that cock of yours," she said. "I can't keep you in here all the time."