"How was your day," Melissa asked, settling down in a comfortable bedroom chair, the laptop open on the dressing table with its webcam pointed at her, and the screen showing Rob seated on the edge of his bed at the Hotel. Melissa had received Rob's call a few minutes before, and with a promise to call him right back, had run upstairs to the privacy of their bedroom for the discussion to follow.
"I'm tired, but it had a lot of good parts talking with my contacts at Heningship-Dortman. Then I had to sit through some boring presentation by their PR people about the new building they're putting up in Hutchinson. It was almost 7:30 before I got out of there. Then I had dinner with Richterson and Smathers. I'm meeting with them early tomorrow to see how we might be involved in insuring parts of the new project, and then we're going to ride out to the site. How was your day?" asked Rob.
"Oh, my day was great, really," Melissa responded. "I spent the morning and early afternoon at the Real Estate office, but once the snow started nobody was going to be walking in and Tony was staying until closing, so I left. It was nice to get home early and do a few things around here, but I always like it better when you're here to be with when I get home."
"Yeah," said Rob, "I like that too."
Rob was staying at a hotel while out of town on a business trip. A week before, his wife had come upon his cache of female domination magazines and videos, and had confronted him with her discovery. Horrified at anyone learning his secret craving, he was both ashamed and amazed when his sexually conservative wife demanded that he perform certain of the magazine's depictions. Now he was going to find out what she had been thinking when she made him pack a pair of her heels and a vibrator in the suitcase to take on his trip. "You'll find out when you call me from your hotel room at night for phone sex." Rob's wife, Melissa, had never had phone sex with him before. In fact, Melissa had always had a saddeningly restricted sexual repertoire.
"Are you ready for bed?" Melissa asked. "Let me see," she said coyly. A sheepish look crossed Rob's face, as he swung his legs up and rolled away from the camera on the bed so Melissa could see that the bed was turned down and he was just wearing his underpants. "Were you thinking about me today? Thinking about what was going to happen tonight when you were ready for bed? You have to tell your mistress how it made you feel."
She could see that Rob was already getting hard, despite the slightly humiliated look on his face. "Well," he mumbled, "Yes. I did think about you. Really, I always think about you," he said.
"And did you think about me wearing my heels," she asked. "Did you think about being allowed to kiss them, and show me how much you love that I wear them? About showing me how much you love them?"
"Yes," said Rob, now giving up any hope of maintaining "dignity", still ashamed of what he knew she was going to make him do, yet craving it immensely.
"Do you have the gifts I gave you to take on your trip as a token of my love for you; to remind you that you're mine, and so you can show your love for me? Let me see them," coaxed Melissa. Rob bent down and produced the pair of heels Melissa had given him, the vibrator, and a tube of KY jelly.
"That's very good, Rob. Now move the laptop farther back if you can so I can get a fuller view of you. Maybe you can put it on a phone book or something to get it a little higher, so I can look down slightly at you when you're on the bed." Melissa saw Rob's image shake on the screen as he pushed the laptop as far back on the dresser as it would go until it hit the wall, and then prop it up with his brief case and some phone books. The move was adequate to let her see from the pillow down to about where Rob's knees would be if he were lying flat on the bed, and sufficiently high and angled down to give her a good view or Rob's face, chest, tummy, and cock from above. "Now step out of your underpants, and get the end and shaft of that vibrator covered with KY," Melissa directed.
Rob turned toward the bed, his back to the laptop. He removed the top from the KY tube, and squeezed out a bubble on the business end of the vibrator. Then he squeezed it out along the sides of the vibrator's shaft. "Don't turn around, Rob," Melissa said, her voice reflecting a little smile but much authority. "Now bend over so I can see your pussy. Good. Reach back and spread those cheeks. Now let me watch you make my love toy disappear. Do it! Surround it with your love. Show me how well you can make love to my toy with that vagina you have," she said. Rob bent over, and slowly inserted the vibrator in his rectum. "Yes, slowly now, let your little twat relax and open for it. Slide it in and out. Let me see you fucking yourself. Let me see you surrounding my toy with your love; surrounding it with the pussy that loves me," said Melissa, a combination of sensual teasing and insistence reflected in her tone. Then, in a more demanding voice, she said, "That IS your pussy, isn't it!"
"Yes," said Rob.
"Keep that inside you. Turn around and look at me." Rob complied "Now. Yes what?" Melissa asked.
"Yes mistress," Rob replied.
"That's not what I was looking for. I want to know what's surrounding my toy. Now look straight at me and tell me exactly what you're using to fuck my toy. What you use to make it disappear?" Melissa demanded slyly.
"My pussy," Rob surrendered, knowing it was the ultimate submission.
"Yes," said Melissa, with a look of satisfaction. "I love you, Rob, and I want you to know it. You'll know I love you because my toy will be inside you, and you'll show you love me by surrounding my toy with your love. Now lie down on the bed on your back. You may need to take the other pillow and position it below your pussy to keep my toy inside you. Get yourself comfortable."
Rob lay back on the bed, then positioned the second pillow beneath his buttocks to keep the vibrator firmly in his ass. With the computer on top of the dresser to the right of the bed and higher, pointing slightly down, Melissa was looking from above with a view from Rob's head to below his knees.
"Do you feel me vibrating inside you," Melissa asked.
"Yes," said Rob.
"Its embarrassing, having a pussy and knowing I know it and am inside it, but it feels good, doesn't it?" Melissa asked.
"Yes," said Rob feeling both excitement and humiliation.
"And are my balls full of my sperm ready for you to release the way I tell you?" Melissa asked.
"Yes," said Rob.
Melissa now settled down to measured and soothing speech, like a hypnotist leading a relaxation or focus exercise. "Rob, I want you to think about me sitting on a bench that's across and over your knees, so that my feet with their heels are dangling over your cock and my balls," said Melissa, removing her top so that Rob could see her bare breasts as she spoke. Melissa did have another vibrator, and could have joined in trying to get off, but she wasn't ready to do anything like that with Rob looking on, and was really still focused on doing this new thing she had learned about with Rob.
"My heels are resting on those balls, and the instep of each shoe is on either side of your cock, with the soles resting on your tummy, and the toes pointing at your head. Imagine yourself holding my legs lovingly, to guide the shoes up and down the length of your cock. Imagine me looking down at you, and you looking into my eyes, as I feel the excitement and longing to orgasm conveyed by your trembling hands that caress and pilot my legs to glide the shoes over your cock. Imagine me feeling your need, striving for the release you can only bring about by caressing and steering my legs: The legs that must constantly sense your love and adoration if you're to be allowed to continue holding them. Imagine me knowing and feeling your desperation to cum, to masturbate yourself with my shoes, as I look down on you cherishing my legs in yearning for the release only they and I can elicit. The release you can have only by revealing yourself and those hidden secrets totally to me. No longer can you hide your longing to fuck my shoes and lick them clean. And when you cum, and do not want to lick your cum, you'll know my making you do it will strangely only increase your need and longing for the next time.
"Take the shoes, now, one in each hand, and show me the motion they would make on your cock, with the heels stirring those balls, the balls that are all mine; the balls that you gave to me on our wedding day, those sperm factories that make what is just for me, just mine, working to produce a big load to cover my shoes. That's it. Rub them on your cock. Just as you dreamed of them caressing your cock when you thought about me wearing them; about kissing them, as you jerked yourself off in the bathroom. Now you'll be jerking off right in front of me. It's the only way you will masturbate. No more secrets. Look at me. I'm watching you masturbating yourself right now, right in front of me. You have a hardon for my shoes, don't you, rubbing them on your cock working to get off, to cover my shoes with a big load. Look at me looking right at you as you do it, my toy fucking your pussy, right in front of me, as you masturbate with my shoes to make a big load: A big load that I know and you know you will lick from my shoes, because I will make you; because its what you wanted to do, and now you have to do right in front of me with every single drop of my sperm you ever exude.
"Look at my breasts, Rob. They're hungry to be covered in your cum when I make you jerk off on them, and even hungrier to feel you lovingly lick them clean, ecstatic in knowing that you are the one; you are the only one; who has ever kissed them. Aside from our babies, you are the only one who has ever sucked on them. You will know they're yours and that I'm keeping you mine because you will lick the crème my balls produce from by tits, and my shoes, and my legs, and wherever else I tell you to put it. Yes, work those shoes on your cock, work to give me a big load; a big load of cum; do it knowing you will lick every drop from my shoes. Won't you!!" Melissa demanded, her tone changing from the seductive and mischievous to the commanding, as she required his confession that he was excited by the thought of licking his cum from her shoes.
"Yes," admitted Rob helplessly.
"Yes, what!" demanded Melissa.
