Chapter One - Caught
So my wife came into the computer room late one night and caught me masturbating.
Worse, I was partially bound and using the computer to get myself off!
I had waited in the living room and pretended to read until she went to bed and I was sure she was asleep.
Then I had quietly gone into the computer room. Shutting the door, I turned on the computer and pulled out my cardboard box of restraints and sexual toys from the closet. I had buried the toys under some sheets and was reasonably sure that they had not been moved nor discovered. I placed the box beside my computer chair.
Working quickly, I stripped naked and sat in the computer chair. I attached leather cuffs to my ankles and placing them behind the swivel on my seat attached them together with a length of chain. It was actually much easier to do than I would have thought.
Next I gagged myself with a ball gag. Last, I handcuffed one half of a set of handcuffs to my left wrist.
"My right hand would be busy...So no need there!" I told myself.
I surfed the net until I had found my favorite web site dedicated to something called 'Ruined Orgasms and Post Orgasm Torture'.
There, I logged in and was busy enjoying myself.
I never heard her, was not even aware of her presence until I felt a cool draft from the open door. I turned, startled to see her staring intently at the monitor screen.
Before I could do anything, my wife grabbed both my hands pulled them behind my back where she locked them into the cuffs.
Firmly moving my chair off to the side, she pulled over another chair until she was sitting in front of the monitor.
She said nothing. She merely sat quietly and watched the video on the monitor in front of her.
I sat, mortified, off to one side. I was nude, bound and partially aroused. There was a part of me that wanted her to free me and we could pretend that this had never happened.
One of my greatest fears was that she would find out about my closet desires and leave me. I adored her outside the bedroom and I thought that she found sexual activities dull. She certainly never seemed very interested in them whenever I tried to take charge. After a while, I quit trying and simply used the computer and my right hand.
She abruptly changed the web page to another one on the same site. It had the mission statement of the web site and she seemed to be studying it at length.
Finally, she turned to me and stated, "So this is what you like."
It wasn't a question, nor was it an accusation. It was a statement of fact and we both knew it.
Although I was horribly embarrassed, I nodded to the affirmative.
"Just to be sure..." She added, "You don't seem to care for humiliation or serious pain...Just having your cock controlled."
Again I nodded.
She nodded to herself and grabbing my bare nipple, squeezed it very hard!
I gasped through the gag and tried to pull away but I wasn't going anywhere.
I looked at her in disbelief.
She stared back, let go of my nipple and said, "When I first met you, I had a feeling that this was what you liked but you were so cautious that I couldn't find any evidence of it. So I have been going to bed and amusing myself...night after night...With fantasies of what I would do to you if you were my sub."
She paused before adding, "Now that you are, we are going to be very, very busy!"
Chapter Two - Rules
She reached down between my legs, grabbed my semi erect dick and squeezed it meaningfully.
"I'll be right back." She said as she left the room.
A moment later, she returned with a bottle of lube and a hand towel.
Taking a handful of the slippery stuff, she reached down without any preamble and began to rhythmically squeeze and stroke and dick. In a matter of seconds, I was iron hard and panting with desire.
Suddenly she stopped and said firmly, "You may not come without permission!"
I nodded at her command but she had turned back to the monitor.
With her left hand she would fondle and squeeze my iron hard manhood. With her right, she surfed all over the web site and its related links.
All of them devoted to cock control by a dominant female.
Finally, she turned to face me.
"Here are the rules." She snapped, her hand continuing to work its cruel magic.
"One, you are to sexually service me every day to my satisfaction! That won't be easy. I'm a very particular woman and I have a voracious appetite. By the time I am done, you will be well schooled in how to please me." Her hand stroked me and she seemed to be warming to her task.
She smiled a victorious smile as she stroked me as she spoke.
"Two, I will be sexually tormenting you every night and day and you are not to come except when I force it from your bound and trembling body...And, aside from tonight, that will be no more than once a week...At first." Her voice had added the ring of authority to it.
I did my best not to come all over her hand.
"Three, I WILL be ruining your orgasms and I WILL be stimulating your cock after you come and you WILL Thank Me for this!" She said with even great vehemence.
I groaned and gasped with sexual desire.
"Four, outside the bedroom, no one is to know about us but inside, I am definitely in control and there will be serious consequences for any breach of these rules!" She said coldly.
She looked down at my hard cock and then into my eyes before speaking again.
Her face took on a cruel cast as she continued to stroke my dick, "You should see your face."
She stood and stripped then, Right down to the skin. I have always desired my wife. Now she was nude, sexually aware of me and I was not able to do anything about it!
She smiled coldly at me and said, "Long have I waited for this moment!"
Turning my chair to face her, she knelt slowly between my legs, wiped of the lube from my iron hard manhood and said, "I'm going to enjoy this!"
Chapter Three - Dominance
She took my hard dick in her mouth right to its base in one swift movement.
I gasped behind the gag and struggled helplessly not to shoot my seed down her throat.
She pulled back as quickly as she taken me, lightly slapped my hard dick and laughed.
It was like I was seeing her for the first time. The person she was during the day bore little resemblance to this cruel and sexually aggressive creature.
She looked at me with feigned innocence and asked mildly, "Don't you like this side of your wife?"
I said nothing, choosing instead, to let my hard dick show how I felt about her.
She nodded and smiled coldly before continuing to stroke my dick.
