Continued from August 12th
“Kneel down here Jim, I have something to discuss with you. NOW!”
He looked worried and probably figured that he was in some sort of trouble.
I opened my legs and raised my skirt a little, then gently parted the lips of my pussy with one hand, and instructed “Put your nose right here, and keep it there while we talk. Do you understand?”
“I was looking in the history file on our computer a few weeks ago and was quite surprised by what I saw there.” I said, nonchalantly.
“Oh, well, I do like to read about different things,” he said.
I couldn’t help but to giggle as I felt his breath; it was as if he were speaking directly into my anus.
“Especially since we started this female domination lifestyle,” he added.
“Don’t give me that fucking bullshit Jim. The dates on many of the history files precede my starting to dominate you. I have spent a lot of time visiting the sites you were looking at and I have seen first hand how you have responded to my dominance. You are a natural born ass licker. The theme of all the sites you visit is female domination. Where do you think I got the idea to start dominating you?” I asked
“It has become quite obvious to me that your dearest wish is to become my slave. Isn’t that right?” His penis had swelled to the end of his device again.
“But honey …” he started to say.
“No buts and no objections or excuses!” I demanded “Tell me Jim, how do you like the taste of my piss? Do you like to drink it as much as you thought you would? You’ve certainly gotten used to it. I bet you would like to have a drink right now, wouldn’t you?”
He was shocked with the direct approach of my questioning and completely red faced with humiliation. “Well, answer me Jim! Or would you rather I whip you again?”
“Well, actually it tastes kind of, uh, well, I don’t mind, uh, it is nice. I uh, liked it.
“I knew you did, you are such a slut.”
“I, uh, well, I, uh,” he was completely stunned, but still with a rock hard cock.
“Just shut up and listen or I might do it right now. You don’t seem to be able to talk anyway. I am more interested in cuckolding you. Do you know what that word means?” I put my hand on the back of his head and pulled his nose a little deeper into my cunt.
“Yes, it means you want to start having sex with other men.” came the muffled reply.
“No, it means I am going to fuck whomever I please and you will have nothing to say about it. If I hear one word of protest from you it will be at least a month before I let you out of the chastity device again. There are several men at the office that are hitting on me constantly. Next Saturday night I am going out with Dave, you remember him don’t you? I’m looking forward to getting fucked for more that five minutes at a time. I hear that his cock is huge,” I giggled.
“Linda, please, don’t,” I pulled his head up by his hair. SMACK. I slapped his face so hard I could clearly see my hand print on his face. Then I pushed his face back down. His nose slipped back into my waiting cunt.
“I told you to shut up, that was not an idle threat I just made, or is that what you want?” He lowered his eyes. A moment later a tear ran down his face. “When I come home Saturday night from my date I want you to meet me at the door naked and on your knees.
“Yes Ma’am,” he answered.
I was thrilled with his answer. He was finally accepting my desire to have sex outside our marriage. While I had him in such an agreeable mood I decided to push him a little further. “I will step up over your face and place my pussy over your mouth. You will suck Dave’s sperm from my cunt, and then I will piss down your throat to wash it all down. Do you understand?” I smiled as I looked down at his penis. It was still pressing against the end of his device. Throbbing.
“Yes Ma’am, but please, uh, please don’t,” I jerked him up by the hair and slapped his face again. This time so hard that he fell back from his kneeling position onto his ass.
“Get back into position!” I ordered. He was back on his knees instantly with his nose back inside my pussy. “I don’t think it is in your best interest to question me again. Do you understand?”
“Good, very good. If you are good and have all the housework done it time Saturday I’ll let you bathe me and help me dress for my date. I might even let you pick out my clothes for the evening.”
“Can I ask you something Miss Linda,” he said, still kneeling and naked with his nose still in position.
“Yes, go ahead.”
“Well, uh, will you still want to have, will you, uh,” his face was bright red now and he was sweating profusely.
“Are you afraid that I will no longer want to have sex with you Jim,” I asked.
“Yes Ma’am,” he answered.
“You shouldn’t be worried about that, sex between us has changed and you will continue to grow more and more submissive to me. I intend to dominate you completely and I may never have sexual intercourse with you again. I have not decided about that yet. But you will be allowed to service me orally most every day. Your sex life from now on will be almost exclusively between your tongue and my ass and cunt. I will also use you to lick my feet and armpits. Your penis is now completely under my control and you will never be allowed to have an orgasm without my permission.”
“Well, what if I decide that I, well, uh, don’t want to be, uh, dominated anymore?” he asked.
“I am afraid that it is not up to you. You have already given up to much control. Don’t you think that I can see how submitting to me excites you. Do you really think you can resist my domination? If you try to resist me, how long do you think you will last before you are right back where you are now, naked and on your knees, begging me for a taste of my ass? Think about it Jim, I doubt you could last more than a day or two. Look how hard your fucking cock is pushing against your chastity device. I warn you, if you dare to refuse my demands I will deal very harshly with you once I have you back under heel. And I will have you under my control.”
I stood and turned my back to him. I lifted my skirt and I looked over my shoulder at him, my nipples straining hard against my skin tight sweater. “Look at it Jim, you know you want to worship it. Can you resist the invitation to lick my asshole? Don’t fight it Jim, give in to your desires.”
He kneeled there for a moment fighting his urges. His penis was throbbing inside the device uncontrollably. When he could stand it no longer he showered my buttocks with kisses and then worked his tongue far up inside my anus.
His passion was wild and after a moment I stepped away from his kneeling form and lowered my dress. When I turned to face him his face went flush with humiliation again. He knew that he was mine to do with as I pleased. More importantly, I knew it too. Best of all, he had accepted the fact that I would be having sex with whomever I pleased while his penis would remain under my control. This was just to good to be true, but pinch me, by god it was true!
“Linda, this is not fair, you can’t treat me this way,” he said.
“Oh you darling little boy, it’s not supposed to be fair. What we have now is a female dominant relationship. There will always be double standards we will live by. For instance, I will fuck as many men as I please while you will stay locked in your chastity belt. I drink champagne while you drink my golden piss. But you like my piss better anyway, don’t you?”
“Yes Ma’am, but,” he started.
“That is enough, I an in no mood for your whining. Go get your housework done now or I may have to give you something to whine about.”
Things began to move rapidly now. I ordered Jim to undress in the garage after work and to dress there in the mornings. He was to be naked at all times while in the house, with the exception of his chastity device. I quickly turned over all the housework to him along with the cooking and laundry. When I started to dominate Jim it was for the sole purpose of convincing him to agree to my having sex with other men, but now I had decided that I wanted more. And I wanted more than a domestic slave. I wanted a personal servant as well, and I started to train Jim as my body slave.
… to be continued.
Continued from August 5th
After three long nights of licking my ass, feet, and armpits, and being denied any relief for himself, my husband was desperate for an orgasm, but he had never acted more subservient.
His little penis would swell, surprisingly reaching the end of his chastity device, just from being in the same room with me, and he was becoming more and more obedient. Good boy!
On the fourth night I made him clean the house and dust in the nude as I watched, then I invited him to beg to allow him to lick my juicy, puckered asshole. To allow this, I sat on his chest and played with his caged penis behind my back as my moist cunt rubbed against his nose, his tongue reaching as far up my ass as he possibly could.
I asked him to give me his thoughts on my having sex with other men while he watched. He immediately went soft and refused to talk about.
I slid my pussy back up over his mouth and teased him to eat me to orgasm. I left him unsatisfied again.
On the fifth night I removed the device and sat on his cock. “I can hardly feel your little penis,” I mocked as I wriggled around trying to induce shame by acting like I had trouble with that teeny, tiny excuse for a dick inside me. “I need a big cock to please me,” getting him used to the idea of me having another penis to play with.
I rode him to orgasm, allowing him to cum. And after he had shot his wad inside me I made him lick his sperm from my cunt. This was to get him used to the idea. He would have to lick me clean after all my dates once I had him trained.
The next week went pretty much the same. I played the perfect MILF and kept my husband so hot and horny, fucked him when I pleased and refused to allow him an orgasm. He responded to all my demands and was completely obedient but I was disappointed that he still went soft when I talked about having sex with other men. I told him in no uncertain terms that his attitude about sharing displeased me. He was forced to clean house again and cook me dinner. I ate my dinner with him naked and under the table kissing my feet and begging for food. After I had eaten to my satisfaction, I finger fed him the scraps from my plate, all the time telling him that he didn’t deserve such a luxury.
Following the feeding, and after he had thanked me profusely – as I demanded – I took him into the living room and told him that he needed to be punished for displeasing me. I had him bend over the arm of the sofa. I took one of his belts and whipped his soft, round ass until it was red and covered with marks. Beating him made my pussy so wet that when I finished his whipping I slipped my damp panties from under my skirt, rubbed them under his nose, then sat on the sofa and commanded him to eat my pussy. I put my legs over his shoulders and laid back to enjoy his service, as his tongue hungrily darted in and out of my throbbing hole, licking and sucking like he hadn’t eaten in a week.
After a few minutes I got the urge to pee, so I stood over him and rode his face to the floor. I told him that I was going to piss in his mouth and he should drink every drop.
One of the web pages he had visited was dedicated to male piss drinkers, so I knew he fantasized about drinking my urine. Of course he begged me not to do it, but he didn’t move his mouth away from my pussy. I slapped his face and told him that I was about to pee and he had better not spill a drop. As I let go a stream of hot, steaming piss, he did as I ordered, sucking my pussy and swallowing every drop, then licking me clean. I almost sensed that he was reaching for more, arching his neck so he could position his tongue better inside my hole, but he had sucked me dry.
He seemed embarrassed by the fact that he allowed me to treat him this way but he was so turned on. His penis had swelled to the ends of his device again and he begged me to remove it, saying his erection inside it caused him pain.
I laughed at him … ridiculing him … “How could your little dick fill that space? You had better get used to the taste that is in your mouth right now. I intend to do it again whenever the urge hits.” He could not look me in the eye his face was so red with humiliation.
I could sense his relief as I removed the cock restraint and slid back and mounted his poor little cock for the first time in five days. I rode him hard and fast, paying no attention to the fact that he may be experiencing pain from having been restrained for so long. I grabbed his hard, pink nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and pinched them hard until he groaned in pain.
In less that two minutes my pussy was filled with his semen. I moved forward and positioned my count over his face. I plopped down directly onto his mouth. “You couldn’t even last until I came too, you wimp! How dare you!” I scolded “I need an orgasm too, you can clean me up and tongue me until I cum.” He was actually getting quite good at eating my “cream pie”.
His tongue knew exactly what I needed, and writhed around in my pussy like it was seeking out every last drop. I think he actually enjoyed the taste of his own cum! After I orgasmed, I peed in his mouth again, then wiped my cunt off on his face and sat back down on his mouth so he could lick me dry.
“You are going to have to get better at fucking me or I’ll be forced to get a real man to do the job,” I said. He could not reply with a mouthful of my cunt. I acted like I was waiting for a reaction, cupping my hand to my ear I bent close to his face and said “What was that? Ahh, just as I thought. You have nothing to say!”
He was floored by the new aggressive attitude I had and it seemed that the more dominant I acted toward him the more submissive he became.
I repeated the teasing and denial for four days again, along with plenty of ass and pussy worship, but when I talked to him about sex with other men he would still go soft, and he didn’t want to talk about it. He was becoming accustomed to being naked while I remained fully clothed in the evenings. I wore ultra short skirts with no panties so he could lick me whenever I desired it. I pissed in his mouth regularly and made him thank me for allowing him to drink my urine. I had clearly become his dominatrix and made him do more and more of the housework.
When I was sure he was in a completely submissive mood I decided to confront him about my findings on our computer.
He spent most of that evening naked as usual, with his tongue up my asshole and in my pussy. I also took a large cucumber and fucked his ass with it. This seemed to break his resistance down completely and the depth of his submission had never seemed greater. I made a mental note to stop by the adult shop and get a strap-on dildo to fuck him with.
More to come! Don’t miss the next installment.