Youve Got Mail 6 1

This is a story of a loving wife learning about her husband's hidden desires and trying to full fill them for him. If you don't like the story don't read it.

Not sure how long it has been, but here I am standing naked tied to pole in my living room with a fake cock in my mouth and no matter how hard I tried I am not able to move my head back far enough to free my mouth of its invader. My calves are tightening up from standing in one place in these heels, not sure how women do it. It isn't all bad though. I find myself wondering how did I get here and why now. My wife and I have been together for over 20 years, and she never showed any real desire to dominate. Sure, we played around some, but she never got into it no matter how much I wanted it. I'm just having a hard time wrapping my head around this, unlike the head I have my lips wrapped around. My mind keeps wondering where this is all going. Should I just use my safe word and end this or see how far she will take this. The bottom line is I am really enjoying it so for now I figure I'll just go with the flow.

Without realizing it I find myself sucking more on the fake cock. So much so I started bobbing my head up and down the shaft. The more I do it the more I am getting turned on, wondering what it would be like to be forced to suck a real cock. I keep imaging being on my knees being feed a real cock. Without realizing it I found myself rubbing the caged cock up against the pole I am tied to. Unfortunately, I am not getting any relief from this pressure I feel in my crotch. The more I suck and the more I rub against the pole the more frustrated I continue to get.

"I can see from the puddle on the floor and you humping that pole, that you are enjoying yourself, probably too much," my wife said standing behind me. I was so wrapped up in thoughts I didn't hear her come up behind me. "I guess there is no reason to ask if you are ready to end this."

"Hmmmm...." is all I could get out with my mouth stuffed full.

"I guess that is a no then. I will leave you to enjoy your new friends, sir dildo and miss pole," she said laughing.

"Hmmmm....Hmmmm...." is all I could get out.

"Well, if you have nothing else to say then I will leave you to it, while I get things ready."

The next thing I heard was the patio door open and close. I wonder what she is up to now. The door opened and closed a few more times. I lost count and could not figure out if she was in or out, when suddenly she was behind me again pushing my body tight up against the pole while she took my nipples between her fingers and started to squeeze.

"You like that?" she asked, but with my mouth full, I just couldn't answer verbally, I just moaned.

With that she let go and started to unhook my head from the pole. Once I was released, I let the cock drop from my mouth along with all the saliva that I had in my mouth. With my jaw free to open and close now I realized it was hurting a bit. Not sure I have ever had anything in my mouth that long.

"Jaw a little sore?" my mistress asked.

"Yes, a bit," I replied, "Why did you leave me so long?"

"Long, that wasn't long, it wasn't even 20 minutes."

It sure seemed a lot longer than that to me.

"Don't worry, you'll get to practice that every day. We need to build up those jaw muscles, so you can do that for hours. We want to be sure that all your customers will get great service, whether they're first or last in line."

"Huh?" is all I could answer.

She then unhooked my arms from around the pole and recured them behind my back.

"Look what we have here," she said. I couldn't look anywhere for my eyes were still covered. "You did such a good job sucking that cock you got yourself a reward." With that said she grabbed a handful of my hair pulling my head back. "Open up those sweet lips for me."

As my lips parted I felt a liquid pouring into my open mouth. "Wasn't it nice of me to put a bowl under your dripping cock to save all that delicious cum for you?" she said as she let go of my hair.

I wasn't sure how to answer so I just said, "Yes," as I kept swallowing my own cum.

Smack, I heard the sound before I felt the pain from her hand landing on my sore ass. "Is that how you answer me?"

"Sorry mistress."

"Yes, you are." Smack, another blow landed on my ass.

"What!" Smack, "Sorry mistress what did I do wrong?" Smack.

"I still haven't heard a thank you."

"Sorry Mistress, thank you so much for saving my cum for me." I replied. Smack, "What was that for?"

"Just because I can," she said. She then asked, "So, are you still good with all this or do you want to end this now?"

"Good, I figured you'd say no. You seem to be enjoying this too much." With that said she grabbed a hold of my cock cage and stated pulling me along. "Let's see how you fell after what we have planned for you now."

There's that work again, we. Is there someone else here now. I was doing all I could to keep up with her and not fall. When I heard the patio door open and she said, "Step." I knew then we were headed outside.

"Stop, don't move," she ordered and that's what I did. Not that I had much choice in the matter.

As she was doing something with my hands that were hooked behind my back, she asked, "So do you have anything you would like to confess?"

"What?" I said startled. "What would I have to confess?"

"Hmmm... I guess that is a no then." She then unhooked my arms. As I started to bring them around and stretch them out, I realized each arm was attached to something. Then before I knew what both my arms started to lift diagonally up over my head.

I stumbled a little, but with my arms pulled outwards above my head I wasn't going anywhere.

"Hmmm, that's not going to work so well is it," she said.

I then felt hands on my right ankle, and she said, "Lift up your foot."

As I lifted my foot, I realized I was very unstable standing on one foot with a high heel on. I grabbed each rope with my hands and just pulled on them to steady myself. I then felt the heel coming off my foot.

"Ok, you can put your foot down."

As I stepped back down on my foot, my arms stretched out even further.

"Lift your lift foot up," she ordered, and preceded to remove the left heel. When I put my foot down my arms stretched a bit more. "Spread them."

"What?"

Smack, "I said spread them."

I started to spread my legs as much as I could, but it wasn't much because my arms were almost stretched to their limit.

When I got them out as far as I could, I felt her attached something to my ankle. First the left then the right. I was now secured spread eagle, and I was not moving very far no matter how much I wanted to.

"That should do just fine," she said. "Do you have anything want to say?"

"No, mistress," I replied.

"Good, open up." I hesitated a bit because I wasn't sure what she wanted, then I figured the only thing left I could do was open my mouth, and I did.

As I did, something was shoved into my mouth and then secured behind my head. It was some type of gag shaped like the end of a cock.

"That should keep you quiet. We wouldn't want the neighbors to hear you, now would we." As I tried to figure was about to happen, mistress whispered in my ear, "Don't go anywhere we'll be right back." There's that we again. She then placed a set of headphones over my ears, patted my ass and then nothing, other than the female voice coming through the headphones. She was talking very seductively talking about how all sissies love to get on their knees and love to suck cock. She said it over and over in between the slurping and the sucking sounds.

I was lost in the woman's voice when suddenly there were hands on my cock cage. And then it was removed, and instantly my cock swelled to a full blown hard on.

The right headphone lifted from my ear and mistress said inches from my ear and said, "Hmmm, it seems like my sissy likes what she is hearing." Then the headphone was replaced, and a hand stroked my cock a few times and then was gone.

Wait, how did she take off my cock cage. She said she mailed the key to her friend Elsa and that Elsa would decide when it came off. Did she lie or is Elsa here. My mind was going in a million directions and all I kept hearing was how much good sissies like to suck cock over and over again.

This time the left headphone lifted off my ear and my mistress asked, "Are you still good with this, yes, or no?"

I couldn't answer verbally so I just shook my head yes.

"Ok then. I am putting a tennis ball in your left hand. If you want to end this at anytime you just drop the ball and this will all, be over with, ok?"

I shook my head yes again. The headphone was placed back over my ear and the groaning and the sucking and returned to my ears. I held onto the tennis ball like my life depended on it, not sure why. I was suddenly startled and almost dropped the ball when a hand took a hold on cock and balls and squeezed a little. It then started stroking me until I was about to explode but quit before I did.

Standing here splayed spread eagle on my feet unable to move listening to a sexy women's voice telling me how much I want to suck cock; I found myself totally lost in the moment. It was surreal. The afternoon sun was warming my body, I had no control of anything except for that ball that I was holding. It is what I have longed for, for so long. No matter what happened I could not drop that ball because I did not want this end, at least not yet.

I was startled back to the, here and now, when suddenly my wife started rubbing something all over my body. She started with my right arm, rubbing from my hand to my arm pit, then the left. It felt like some type of cream or body lotion. It had a strange smell that I could not pinpoint what it was. Once she was done with the arms, she started rubbing it over my chest and stomach and down to my crotch. She spent extra time there massaging my balls. I thought I was going to explode, but before I did, she move to my back and my ass. As she started rubbing my left leg with the lotion, I realized the skin on my arms were starting to tingle like little needles. When she was done with the left leg she moved to the right leg. Her hands felt so good on my body, but now the tingling was spreading down my chest and to my cotch and before I knew it my whole body was tingling. It was getting hard to stand still. The tingling was now becoming more of an itch that I couldn't scratch. I found myself moving around more and suddenly became aware of the ball I was holding and wondered if I should drop it, but I sure didn't want to.

I'm not sure how long it has been, but the itch feeling was starting to drive me a little crazy. I needed my hands free to scratch the damn itch, but I couldn't move other than shaking my body as much as I could. I probably looked like a snared animal trying to get free of its bonds. My only option would be to drop the ball and end this, but before I could make that decision a cold stream of water blasted my back. It startled me so much I dropped the ball. The stream of water then proceeded to wash the rest of me down. The water actually felt great because the itch was being scratched.

When the water stopped the realization of what I just did hit me. Dropping the ball meant this was now over. I was sure my wife would use this to end all of this. I just kind of went limp in disappointment. As I just kind of hung there wondering when she would release me and gloat that she had won, a towel started to dry my body. I am not totally sure what just happened, but it was fun while it lasted.

When the drying was done my lifted the earphone from my ear and said, "I think you dropped this." With that she placed the ball back into my hand and add, "Don't drop it again."

I guess I was wrong, this is not over. As that thought sunk in a hand grabbed a hold of my cock and pulled it up and stroked it till, I was hard again. Then the hand was replaced with a set of lips. I can't remember the last time my wife had my cock in her mouth. As she slowing played with the end of my cock her hands grabbed my ass pulling my cock deeper into her mouth until she had completely deep throated me. All the while the voice in my earphones kept telling me, "Sissies love to deep throat their man." In all the years we have been married my wife has never deep throated me. She was now going to town on me. Stoking me and sucking for all she's worth. My balls started to tighten, I knew if she kept it up for much longer I would explode. Just when I thought I was about to erupt she stopped. I wiggled my hips hoping to make contact with anything so I could get relief. When I got no relief, I just slumped with the only thing holding me up was my bonds.

As I was finally coming back to my senses, she lifted my earphone and said, "Not today, not ever."

As I stood there with the fading sun warming my body my wife started to rub some kind of cream over every inch of my body. The smell was flowery. It must me some kind of scented body cream. When she was done with the cream she grabbed a hold of my cock and balls again, but this time started wrapping a rope or something around them. Once she tied it off, she gave it a good hard pull. I yelped as I thought she might pull my cock and balls off.

She then started to do something with the other end of the rope pulling my cock and balls downward. When she was done, she removed my earphones and said, "That should keep you from running away anywhere fast." She chuckled and then said. "Your body is so smooth now with all that nasty hair removed. Elsa was right that the hair remover cream she recommended worked wonderfully. It makes your pathetic little dick look so much bigger. How does it feel to you?"

To answer all I could do was grunt, for my mouth was still stuffed full of a plastic cock.

"Oh sorry," she said. "I forgot you your mouth is a bit full."

She then removed my gag. Once my mouth was free of its invader all I could do was move my jaw around to get rid of the cramp that had developed in my jaw. I forgot all about her question.

Smack. "What the hell!" I exclaimed."

Smack, Smack. "That's no way to answer me, I asked you a question." Smack

"Sorry Mistress."

"Yeah, that's an understatement."

"It feels okay," I answered. "Mistress," I quickly added.

"Actually, it doesn't matter what you think. All sissies need to be kept as smooth as a baby's ass. You're going to be an ugly enough looking woman; you certainly don't need any of that ugly body hair making you look even worse."

I wasn't sure how to answer that, so I didn't.

"Don't go anywhere I'll be right back," she said as I heard the sliding door open.

I didn't hear the door open again, and I still couldn't see anything, so I was surprised, even jumped a little, when I felt hands on my ankle bonds. At first, I wasn't sure what she was doing, but I quickly realized she freed my ankles from their bonds. My first move was to try and stand straight up to relieve the cramping I was feeling in my arms, legs and back, but all I got was extreme pain in my cock and balls. I yelled out, "What the hell," and dropped back down just holding my self up with my bound wrists.

Smack. "That's no way for a lady to speak."

"Sorry Mistress," I replied. "It's just that I wasn't expecting that."

"Oh that. That's just a little insurance that you are going anywhere too fast once I release you. I didn't want you to get any ideas once I release you. With that 30lb dumbbell anchoring your cock and balls you won't be going anywhere very fast."

"Now before I unhook you and we proceed, I need to ask if you are still good or if you are ready to end all of this yet?" As she asked me that she was running her hand down my back to my ass where she took a handful and squeezed a bit."

"Mistress I am good," is all I replied.

As she grabbed a hold of one of my wrists she said, "Once I free your hands you're not going anywhere unless you pick up the weight. That is unless you want to drag it along behind you."

When I didn't answer right away, I got another smack on my ass.

"What the hell was that for?" I blurted out which got me a few more smacks on my ass. "Sorry mistress, what did I do or not do now?" Smack.

"First of all, you do not speak to me like that and secondly you should have thanked me for letting you pick up that weight. I don't have to do that you know."

"Sorry mistress," was I replied.

With that she released my other hand and took the tennis ball that I have been holding. I tried to stand up again but quickly realized I forgot the weight. I bent down and found the weight and lifted it up with the same hand that was holding the tennis ball and finally stood up straight.

As I shook out each leg a hand grabbed a hold of my cock and started pulling. My only choice was to follow. I was not sure where we were going till, I heard her opening the sliding door open. As she pulled again, she said, "Step," as I banged my toe into the step.

"You know mistress this would be much easier if you just removed the blindfold," I said.

"But what fun would that be," she said as she continued to lead me through the house to god only knows what.