I was bent over the back of our sofa with my wife's strap on buried deep in my ass. I was screaming,
"Yes, yes, fuck me Mistress, I am yours, I belong to you, I am your slave boy."
She stood behind me, a big smile on her face as she pounded away, the other end of the dildo in her cunt and she commanded,
"Cum, cum, slut boy, cum with me now."
And we both exploded with tremendous orgasms, mine shooting into the condom she had fitted on me and hers soaking her crotchless panties. She lifted me by my pony tail and had me kneel before her, then pull down her panties and proceed to lick her clean. She then bent over, put her hand under my chin, lifted my face and kissed me long and deep. Then looking into my eyes she said,
"I never loved you more than I do now." I looked at her in complete adoration and said,
"Thank you Mistress."
So how did we come to this situation? I am Tom Wilkins and my Mistress is my wife Debra. I am 39 and she is 35 years old. We have been married 10 years and the last one has been the happiest. Not that the first nine were bad, it is just that about a year ago things changed – dramatically.
I am an easy going type of guy. I sell insurance and I do it very well. I get along with everyone and everyone likes me and that is a salesman's greatest asset. Even at home, pretty much what Debra wants, I go along with. She, on the other hand, is a real type A personality. She works for a regional bank and was made Vice President in a mans world. She runs her office in a tough but fair way and she has the respect of everyone in her department. Which is surprising to some people since she is really a beautiful woman, who everyone initially thinks, must have fucked her way to the top.
We have the American Dream, two excellent incomes and two wonderful children, a beautiful home in a lovely suburb in northern Indiana and life was so good that it could not continue the way it was. So this is the story of how it got better.
About a year ago, as I rolled off my wife after a lively session of love making I said,
"That was so good. I came so hard and you matched me in every way, I love you so much." Debra looked at me with a peculiar expression on her face and said,
"I am happy that you liked it but it was not as good for me."
"Why, you seemed to enjoy as much as I did?"
"It was nice but too much of the same old, same old. I think it time for some changes in our love life. You know, even though we discuss all the things we do in our marriage, I seem to make most of the decisions and I want it to carry over into our love making. I want to take charge of you when we are together. If it does not work to your satisfaction then we can stop, but if you do like it, we will take it to its logical conclusion."
Well, easygoing me, I said,
"OK, why not, let's try it."
A couple of nights later, after the kids were in bed, I was watching TV with my shoes off, when Debra came into the room. I looked up and my jaw dropped to the floor. She stood there, a vision, dressed in thigh high boots with five inch stiletto heels, a black leather corset that lifted her D cup tits up so that they looked like cantaloupes, and with her nipples exposed. Her brunette hair was piled on top of her head and she was carrying what looks like a fly swatter only it had small leather tip instead of a wide one. The corset had taken in her waist by about two inches and made her hips flare out. She was gorgeous!
"Stand up." she commanded, and with out thinking I did.
"Come here and stand in front of me." was next. And I complied.
Now I am 5'10" tall and Deb is 5'8," but with those heels and the piled up hair she must have been five inches taller than I was barefoot. She looked like an Amazon. She was breath taking.
"Now strip. I want you naked." She commanded, "On your knees in front of me."
As I knelt, my face was in front of her naked pussy and I saw that she had trimmed it way back, not shaved, but cut so close I could see her cunt lips and the moisture collecting on the hair remaining. She was as hot as I was, and my cock was standing at its full 7 inches.
"Now lean forward and kiss the tip of each boot. This is how you will pay homage to me. This is when we start our new regime," she said, "I am going to be in complete control and as long as I am, you will obey me with no hesitation. Is that clear?"
There I was, almost prostrate in front of her with my ass in the air and I thought to my self, why not, this could be fun and replied,
"Sure honey."
WHACK! Right on my left butt cheek.
WHACK! on the right one.
"OWWWWWWWWWWW" I screamed.
"I am your Mistress now and you will always address me as such. Sit up in your heels. Look at me. Our relationship has changed and though I still love you just as much as before, I am in control and you will acknowledge that every time you reply to me. You will ask permission for every thing that you do when you are with me, be it to talk, to sit, to stand, to go to the bath room. Is that clear?"
"Yes it's clear."
WHACK! On my left nipple.
WHACK! on my right one.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW," again.
"Yes Mistress, it is clear."
She smiled and caressed my cheek and softly kissed my lips,
"I knew you would learn your lessons quickly. Now lean forward and earn your reward. Kiss my pussy, gently. Yes, my love, now lick me. Now lean back and let me straddle you so that you can lick my clit. OOOO, you do that so well. Yes. Yes. Tongue fuck me. Yes, slowly deeper, mmmmmmmmm. Now make me cum on your face. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHH."
She gushed so much, she must have ejaculated and I drank as much as I could.
She looked at me lovingly, took me by my cock and led me to our bed where she laid on her back, guided me into her and let me fuck her until we both came. We snuggled and fell asleep holding each other all night. It was the most satisfying experience in our whole marriage.
Our love making followed the same pattern for several months and she trained me to be obedient. I was like a puppy, always wanting to please her. She disciplined me, tied me to the bedposts, spanked me and then rewarded me by letting me suck her off and even some times fucking her. Then she started fingering my ass when I was fucking her and as I got ready to cum she would ram two fingers into me. I soon began to associate her fingers in my ass with the greatest orgasms I could have. She would tease my nipples and then suck on them, suck my cock and make me beg to cum. She always made sure that no matter what she did, that I was satisfied. I knew that her greatest pleasure was the domination she was exerting over me. I didn't realize it but she was making me her slave and I loved every minute of it.
Which brings me to where we started this story. The kids were at her parents for the weekend and when I came home from work I was greeted by my wife in her Mistress outfit. She had, in addition, a strap on cock sticking out in front of her. She had a wicked smile on her face and my cock jumped up so fast it hurt, because it was caught in my pants. She said,
"Tommy boy, tonight I take your virginity. Take of your clothes immediately."
"Yes Mistress." And off they came.
"Kneel down and make love to my cock."
Now I had never ever dreamed of caressing or sucking a cock before but it looked good on her, and she had me so conditioned to obey, that I dropped to my knees and stroked and licked that plastic cock like it was the sweetest candy on earth. Her hands caressed my head and I was happy to be pleasing her. She slowly started moving her hips and before I knew it she was fucking my mouth and the reverse end of the dildo fucking her. I put one hand on my cock and started stroking myself and she slapped it away and told me I needed permission to do that. She moved faster now and as she was ready to cum she said,
"Cum with me slave boy."
She came with a shriek and my cock erupted all by itself. Spraying my cum all over her legs and the floor. She took off the strap on and told me lick her pussy clean which was nothing new, and then she told me to lick my cum off her legs and the floor. I hesitated for a moment and as she reached for the swatter, I started licking. I had her cleaned up in no time and did the same for the floor. To my surprise it didn't taste bad at all. After that I always had to lick her clean when ever I got to fuck her. That was the first time she called me Tommy boy.
Later that day, I was on the computer searching some web sites and I came across a BDSM convention to be held in North Carolina next month. It looked very interesting so I told Mistress about it and asked if we could go together, thinking that we learn more about the life style we had embarked upon. She was taken with the idea immediately and told me to make the arrangements. I did so and a few weeks later, after parking the kids with her mother again, we walked into our room at the hotel. The convention had taken over the whole hotel so the Doms and their slaves were to be in their domination gear for the whole weekend. That meant that I was to wear little more than thong briefs and a leather strap harness that barely covered my nipples. Mistress wore the corset and boots as she did at home with a pair of panties added.
There was a cocktail hour for everyone to get acquainted and we got to it a few minutes after it started. Mistress had put a collar on my neck and attached a training leash to it so that I could not leave her side and I was content to be her obedient slave. We circulated, she talking to various people, until we met Master John. He was at least 6'3", and as tall as Debra was, he was taller than she was in her heels. He was a handsome man, well built, with a commanding presence. He interested her and as they talked she told him I was her slave husband and we were here to learn more about domination. Debra seemed to be quite impressed with John and asked him if he could give her some advice as to how to make our experience better. He said he would be happy to help us but first he would like to know about how far we have come. So Debra proceeded to tell him how she trained me to respond to her and how to greet her and how she disciplined me. He asked,
"Do you humiliate him in public?"
When she replied, "No." he whispered in her ear. She had an evil smile when she turned to me and said,
"Tommy, take off your shorts. I want your bottom naked."
Of course I was embarrassed but I complied but I was strangely excited too. They stood there commenting on the size of my penis and as they talked about me it started to grow. Master John said,
"There you see how it excites him. This enhances your control."
Debra was impressed with what he had shown her and she was getting excited as she demonstrated her control over me. Her nipples had popped out of her corset and were on blatant display under Master John's eyes. I think that inflamed her some more. She said,
"Show Master John how you greet me."
I knelt and kissed the tips of her boots and then her panty covered pussy. It was wet.
"Now show Master John the same respect."
I looked up at her.
"Now!" She commanded.
I shuffled over to him, kissed his shoe tips and raised myself to kiss the leather covered bulge in his pants.
She moved next to me and said,