As always this is just a fantasy it's completely made up in my head.
All characters are over 18 years old. This story contains elements of BDSM, stockings, heels and a female dominant if you don't like these themes please do not read any further.
I know there are some grammar mistakes etc but finding an editor is ridiculous. Constructive criticism as always is welcome.
When we became a submissive couple.
Let me start by introducing myself and my wife.
We are a normal married couple, I myself am 39 years old and my wife Michelle is 41 years old. We had been together 18 years and looking at us you would think we were your average working man and woman. I work as an insurance broker, I'm quite tall at 6ft 4inches average build not slim but not overweight either and Michelle worked in print finishing to me she is absolutely amazing long brown hair size 12 in clothes ample sized bust at 34D and long shapely legs on her 5ft 7inch frame she was also bisexual having had relations with several women over the years with my blessing as I knew it was part of her as much as her being with me I couldn't deny her the chance to express herself and she would sometimes describe her liasons to me while we had sex which always increased our pleasure.
To the outside world we were completely normal but inside we both harboured some secrets, I had a major fetish for nylon weather it be tights, hold ups or stockings with garters I loved them all, I also had a fetish for Women in high heeled shoes then to top it off I was submissive.
Michelle was also submissive so we had tried over the years switching 1 time she would take control and dominate me then the next I would take control of her however we were both completely out of our comfort zones as the dominant and it always felt a little bit forced so the enjoyment wasn't as brilliant as it should have been for either of us.
Over the years we had visited some fetish clubs where we played together with other people it was only bdsm play so we would be flogged, whipped, tied up, made to worship whatever part our partner wanted us to at that time. It was usually a mistress we played with although 1 time we did play with a master but afterwards we agreed that we much preferred to submit to a woman. We had also visited a pro dominant once but after parting with Β£400 for an hour of her time it really wasn't what we wanted to do long term.
As time went by we would continue our switching in between our normal sexlives and working lives and that's how it was although we never really got to scratch that bdsm submission itch we both clearly had. It stayed that way until 1 Friday night we were at home after a long week at work, after dinner it was Michelle's turn to be dominant that evening, I was in the living room in nothing other than some pvc shorts, Michelle appeared wearing her black basque with attached garters on the garters were some glossy black lace top stockings and on her feet were some strappy open toe gold 4 inch heels. I loved when she dressed like this it always got me going so as soon as I seen her I couldn't hide the erection I had in my pvc shorts. She laughed at me and said down boy, she sat on the sofa and ordered me to worship her feet I was enjoying my time with her nylon covered feet in my hands and mouth when suddenly I got the shock of my life I heard someone say oh my god I'm so sorry I turned round and to my surprise my wife's friend Claire was standing in the front room doorway. I looked at Michelle she looked at me both of us mortified when we realised we hadn't locked the front door, it was normal practice for Claire if the door was open she just let herself in my wife trusted her they had been friends for 20 years.
The shock of the situation affected all of us we didn't know if we should laugh or cry I quickly ran upstairs and grabbed myself and Michelle a robe each so we would be far more suitably attired to be entertaining a guest. We opened a bottle of wine and we started to explain what we were doing Claire stopped us and said we didn't have to explain anything she knew all about bdsm having been a dominant herself in the past. Michelle had met Claire in a gay bar all those years ago both of them bisexual had become really good friends but had never crossed the line of friendship to sex. Claire was a good looking woman in her own right, blonde hair, blue eyes small tits but enough of a handful, she was slightly shorter than Michelle at 5ft 5inch but I couldn't remember a time I'd seen Claire not wearing heels so her height was often slightly higher. Tonight she had come straight from work she was wearing a black pin stripe skirt suit with a white silk blouse, her legs wrapped in nude gloss tights and her shoes were some simple black stilettos nothing fancy clearly just her work heels.
As the wine flowed we spoke about the subject at hand our bdsm play. Michelle comfortable anything she said would go no further she fully trusted Claire she spilled the beans how we were both submissive, how we had visited fetish clubs, the pro dominant and all my fetishes, Claire looked at me and said this must be driving you insane sitting opposite us both of us in nylons, truth be told my eyes had wondered to their feet more than once during the evening but nothing more than just a glance, I simply smiled and said it's a secret if it is or not and we all laughed.