Continued from July 29th
“I feel like I’m in the dominant role at work all day,” he said. “It’s just that I get so tired of making decisions and,” he hesitated; sweat had popped out on his forehead.
“Honey, are you saying that you would like for me to dominate you?” His cock was like steel in my hand.
“Yes, I uh, think,” looking at my pink leather miniskirt, he could not look me in the eyes.
“Well, I’ll be willing to give it a try, but I’m not sure I can pull off being dominant with you. You will have to help me, and you will have to do whatever I say. Do you still want to give it a try?” This is exactly as I had planned it.
“Sure, yes, uh, I mean I really want to,” he said. His excitement was obvious and his cock was like a flagpole.
My first action was to take over our sexual relationship. That night in bed I sat on my husband’s stomach and started to pinch his nipples. He moaned in gratitude and his penis was hard against my ass as I worked his nipples with my fingers. “There are some changes we are going to make in our lovemaking,” I told him. “You are going to learn to please me, and please me my way. I want you to do it with your mouth. I almost never have orgasms from intercourse. You will be required lick me whenever I say and for as long as I say. You have been doing that for years anyway, but if I take the dominant role with you it’s not going to be a game. You’re going to learn to obey me. Do you understand?”
“Yes, of course I do,” he answered.
“That’s Yes Ma’am.”
“Yes Ma’am,” he repeated.
I played with him until I had him all hot and bothered.
“Good boy,” I wanted a demonstration of his submissive role. I turned around and started to lower my ass to his face. “Your first lesion is in ass licking. I want you to lick my ass until I cum, do you understand?”
“Yes, uh, but.”
“You know you want to kiss it, don’t you?”
“Sure I do, you’ve always known that I am in love with your ass.”
I sat on his face and ordered, “Go ahead and bury your tongue as far up my asshole as it will go. You’re going to have to earn your orgasms from now on, and to earn one you have to give me four. Do you understand and agree?” His reply was a muffled grunt into my ass. I lifted my ass up off his mouth. “Was that a yes?” I said.
“Yes, I guess, but four to one, what is this all about.”
“It is about you doing as I say,” I said as I lowered my anus back to his mouth. “I’m tired of you sticking your little cock in me and cumming before I get warmed up.
From now on, you need to get my permission to have an orgasm.” I wanted to condition him to accept the fact that he needed help in pleasing me. As I said this I started to undulate my hips and grind my asshole against his mouth. “Stick your tongue in deeper and lick me.”
He complied with all my demands but I kept things moving slowly. I didn’t want to scare him off. My Internet friend had warned me that many men have submissive fantasies, but rebel when confronted with real life slavery. By the end of the evening he was wild with desire and in a completely submissive mood. I took that opportunity to lock him into his new CB 2000 chastity device. He was apprehensive, but after a little coaxing he allowed me to lock the device in place.
To be continued …