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    Susan's Useless Husband

    I had just finished jacking my tiny penis off into my hand and licking up the little dribble that came out when my wife laughed at me and said, “Well that was pathetic! It’s been 2 weeks since I let you jack your little peepee and that’s the best you can do? What was that, 2 minutes? And what a sad little drip you made. You really do make me sick”. I knelt there on our marital bed holding my tiny penis in my hand and wishing things could be different. Since the surgery though, this is about all that’s left of my sex life. I had what's called a urethral stricture which is a narrowing of the urethra needing to be opened by surgery. Let's just say it was not a success and now I can't really get it up and definitely can't keep it up. To make matters worse the surgery has left me incontinent so I'm forced to wear adult diapers all day like a baby. So, after another humiliating display in front of my wife, I have to quickly slip my diaper back on so as not to stain the sheets with the constantly dripping piss coming from my small, useless penis. As I pull the diaper into place I watch my wife get up from our marital bed and leave the bedroom closing the door a little too hard on her way out. I'm well aware of where she's going. She will go downstairs to our living room and get on the laptop to chat with her lover. I actually felt guilty that she needed stimulation from outside of our marriage. I feel as though it’s my fault that she needs to seek out another man's attention. Well, it actually is my fault. I'm useless to her in the bedroom and it’s not fair for her to have to live with someone who can't satisfy her sexually. My wife, Susan, was always a very sexual woman. At 40 years old she is still a stunning beauty with beautiful curves that are accentuated by her large breasts and round ass. We never had children so her breasts have barely begun to sag giving her a beautiful cleavage. She has black hair that hasn't begun to grey yet and full red lips that make her look like a slightly older model. For myself, I'm 50 years old and rather average looking. I have a very noticeable beer gut and am balding to the point where I have to cut my hair close around the sides to keep from looking like I'm trying to comb over. My own family has told me how unbelievable it is that a woman like her would ever marry a guy who looked like me. I lay there alone in our bed trying to imagine what my wife and her lover were talking about and at the same time not wanting to know. After more than an hour I grew tired and drifted off to sleep dreaming of a time when I wasn’t so useless in bed. I was awakened in the morning to the sun shining in thru the window and after stopping in the bathroom to change my diaper I made my way downstairs for a cup of coffee. My wife was not home so I guessed that she was out for her morning run. This being Saturday neither of us had anywhere to be in the morning. After pouring a cup of coffee I made my way to the living room and noticed that the laptop was open and my wife’s chat window from last night was open as well. I felt a thrill of nervous energy as I sat down and started to read thru her chat with her lover, Ed. I’ll admit that since my operation I have found myself reading stories and looking at pictures dealing with married women cuckolding their husbands but I was still never ready for my own wife’s take on the subject. The stories I read are rather graphic and have to do with wives taking complete control of their husband’s lives, treating them as little more than slaves. From reading my wife’s chat I could see a continuation of my humiliation by way of her and her lover making fun of me and my tiny penis. She had told him about my poor performance in bed and about my inability to control my bladder. She also went into detail about how small my penis was and how she had never been satisfied with it even when I could get it up. They had laughed like children typing many lols at my expense. They chatted about how they needed to have sex and force me to clean them both afterward with my tongue. They went on and on about all the humiliating things they loved to make me do for their amusement. How they would lock me in a chastity cage and make me wear her underwear. My wife had a cruel streak that I had never known and was an eager participant in my humiliation with a man whose cruelty to me was never ending. They had met online over a year ago and started chatting about how horny she was and how she needed to feel a real man’s touch. It didn’t take long for the online affair to become a physical one with my wife and her lover meeting at his house at least once a week. My wife was never shy about the affair and let me know in no uncertain terms that she needed this sexual release and that I should either learn to deal with it or get the hell out. I know what you’re thinking, a real man would just walk out. A real man would divorce her and move on with his life. Well I guess it’s pretty obvious that I’m not a real man. I love her. Hell, I worship her. She has a hold over me that I can’t explain. She’s so beautiful and so confident that I find myself acting like an eager little puppy obeying every command she gives me. After another hour or so I heard my wife coming in through the front door. She was wearing shorts and a sleeveless shirt with a sports bra under it. She was covered in a layer of sweat and was breathing heavily. She moved to the couch and sat down saying, “Get me a bottle of water sissy”. I quickly moved to obey her. I brought her a bottle of water and then got down on my knees in front of her. I began to remove her running shoes one at a time, taking a minute to inhale the heavy odor of her sweat covered socks and feet. In what was now a very familiar ritual, I removed her soaking wet socks and placed them on top of her shoes. I then lifted her left foot up to my face and began to gently lick the dirt and sweat from it. I started at the heel and worked my way up the sole slowly, making sure to use long strokes with my tongue. While I labored at cleaning her perfect feet, my wife picked up the remote control and began flipping channels with a bored look on her face. It had taken me many months to get used to the smell and taste of her feet after her morning run but I was finally at the point where I didn’t gag or make faces. I licked and kissed away the rank stinking sweat as if it were the tastiest candy. I made certain to never once stop or complain no matter how foul the smell or taste. I ate every bit of sock lint and toe jam that my probing tongue could find and eagerly went back for more. Anything less would bring swift and cruel punishment. I worked my tongue in between each toe making sure to clean out everything I found there and then took each toe into my mouth like it was a small cock for me to suck. After finishing with the left foot, I gently placed it back on the floor and repeated the process with the right one. I spent at least 15 minutes on each foot while my wife watched tv acting like I wasn’t even there. When I finished with both feet, my wife got up from the couch and started walking up to our bedroom. I followed like an obedient dog watching her ass sway with each step knowing full well that my tongue would end up between her perfect ass cheeks before my cleaning duties were done. She strode up the stairs to our room and then stood by the bed and removed her clothes which she of course just dropped on the floor knowing that I would pick them up and put them in the laundry without being told. When my wife was naked she raised her left arm straight up over her head which was my cue to begin licking the sweat from her arm pit. I moved my face up into the nasty stinking pit and began to gently lick away the sweat from her run. The smell and taste were far worse than that of her feet but I knew better than to show anything other than enthusiasm over my task. I used broad strokes with the flat of my tongue making sure to clean every inch of her stinking pit before moving on to the right side. When I had finished the ing chore of cleaning my wife’s sweaty pits she bent slightly at the waist and I moved behind her sinking to my knees in order to get my face between her beautiful ass cheeks. I was not allowed to use my hands and instead had to wedge my face up into her ass so that I would have access to the crack with my tongue. I used my nose to pry the cheeks apart and started to lick up and down along the crack tasting sweat and an earthy foulness that I tried not to think about. My wife moaned softly each time my tongue passed over her tiny rosebud and I felt a sense of pride in knowing that my tongue in her ass at least gave her some pleasure. I was happy that there was still something I could do for her since my tiny penis could not give her any satisfaction at all. After nearly 10 minutes of cleaning my wife’s sweaty ass crack I knew it was time to move in and take care of her asshole. I still balked at the thought of sticking my tongue up into her tight anal passage as I knew the taste never changed. It was a rank heavy taste thick with sweat and the memory of her morning bodily functions. I probed gently at the opening slowly sliding my tongue up into the hole. I moved my tongue in and out like a tiny cock fucking the opening. As I shoved my tongue up inside as far as I could I felt a layer of slime begin to cover it. The taste caused my face to turn red with humiliation. I remembered our wedding day and how happy I was to marry such a beautiful woman and then thought of how that had all brought me to my current place. On my knees with my tongue buried up in her asshole cleaning away any and every bit of dirt and odor. I was no longer a husband, I was a slave. When my wife felt that her ass was clean enough she pulled away from my probing tongue and walked into the bathroom. With a dismissive glance over her shoulder she said, “Get started on the laundry and make sure my breakfast is waiting for me when I finish”. I said, “Yes dear” and started picking up her sweat soaked clothes. As I heard the shower start running I carried the clothes down to the laundry room stopping to pick up her stinking socks on the way. After beginning a load of laundry I hurried to the kitchen and started my wife’s breakfast, eggs and toast for her, a granola bar for me. My wife made her way to the kitchen and sat down just as I was placing her breakfast plate on the table. Susan began eating while reading the paper, treating me as if I wasn’t even there. I busied myself cleaning up the kitchen making sure to not make too much noise so as not to disturb her reading. I was just finishing the last of the dishes when there was a knock at the back door. Susan looked up from her paper and said, “Oh, that’ll be Ed. He’s taking me out on his boat today”. I said, “Yes dear” and went to answer the door. Ed smiled at me and said, “Hey ass breath, how’d that sweaty ass taste this morning?” My face turned red as I said, “It was very good sir, thank you for asking”. The big man brushed past me laughing as he looked down at my adult diaper and made his way over to my wife. He kissed her passionately and I heard her moan with pleasure as he fondled her large breasts while probing her mouth with his tongue. As the lovers finished their good morning kiss Ed said, “Damn baby that made my dick jump, you’re getting me hard already this morning”. Susan laughed and said, “Oh no! I just took a shower. There is no way I’m getting all sweaty and nasty again this morning”. Ed took her right hand and rubbed it along his crotch saying, “C’mon baby, look how hard I’m getting. You don’t want me to have to walk around with this all morning do you? I mean what do you expect me to do with this?” My wife giggled like a little girl and said, “I do love your big dick but you know I hate getting all messy right after a shower. Maybe you could just get the little fag to blow you?” I stopped what I was doing and shivered at the thought. I should have known this was a setup. I should have known these two were up to something. They loved nothing more than to humiliate me at every turn. I started to tremble with embarrassment knowing what was coming. “Well, I guess a quick ‘blow and go’ from your sissy husband can tide me over till we get out on the boat, what about it fag boy? You wanna suck my cock for me?” Ed said all this with a big smile on his face. He asked it as a question but we all knew there was no choice on my part. I bowed my head and said, “Yes sir, of course I would sir. Anything to make you and my wife happy”. Ed wasted no time in opening his shorts and pulling out his 10 inch cock. When talking about Ed’s equipment, Cock was the only word that fit. It was huge. Thick, long and wide it hung from him like a third leg. His big heavy balls completed the image and I felt as though I were looking at porn online. That’s how impressive his package was. It made my own little peepee look like a toy. Or as my wife was fond of saying, “It looks almost like a real cock”. My wife leaned forward in her chair with a big smile on her face as I slowly dropped to my knees in front of her lover. A drop of precum was already forming on the head of his cock so I leaned forward and licked it off. I began kissing the head of my wife’s lover’s cock just as I knew he liked and he placed his hand on top of my head patting it like I was a pet dog. Susan said, “I love this so much. It makes me happy to see my little hubby fulfilling his purpose in life”. Ed laughed and said, “Yeah, he is just a little cocksucker at heart. I still can’t believe you ever thought this sissy was a real man”. My wife just laughed and said, “Well I know better now don’t I? You’re the only real man around here, Ed”. Susan got up from the table and stood next to Ed. The two lovers began to make out while I kissed and licked his ever hardening cock. My wife was moaning and I stole a glance up to see that Ed had moved his had up inside her shirt and was playing with her tits like he owned them. I took the head of his cock into my mouth and started rolling my tongue around it hoping to end my humiliation as quickly as possible. Ed moaned his approval so I started sliding my mouth over his huge cock taking as much of it in as I could. Believe me when I say I’ve had a lot of practice with Ed’s cock so it wasn’t long before I was taking the entire length down my throat. My eyes watered and I had trouble breathing. Each breath that I managed to take through my nose was filled with the manly muck scent of Ed’s crotch. I could smell the sweat from his balls and with each down stroke could feel his pubes tickle my nose. With his free hand, Ed grabbed the back of my head and began fucking my face with long hard strokes. This wasn’t a blowjob, this was just a chance to get off. Ed was using my mouth to masturbate with. He grabbed a handful of my hair and really started ramming his cock into my mouth. My nose was hitting his pubic region so hard I was afraid it might start bleeding. Drool was running out of my mouth and all over my chest. I was making noises like a back alley whore as my wife’s lover skull fucked me. Finally Ed tensed up, his cock becoming a rigid weapon and he pulled my face in tight against his body lodging his rock hard cock deep in my throat. I knew from experience how Ed liked for me to finish so with his cock jammed in my throat I extended my tongue to lick his balls. I felt his balls tighten up as the first spurt of hot thick cum shot from the head of his cock and straight down my throat. The first two shots went straight down to my stomach and then Ed pulled his cock out so that just the head was resting on my tongue. He stroked his cock shooting ropes of cum onto my tongue, pulling out for the last two shots to land on my face. He wasted no time in wiping his cock dry in my hair and then snapped his fingers. I knew how to perform my tricks so I looked up at Ed and my beautiful Susan and slowly stuck out my tongue to show them both the heavy load that rested there. They both laughed at me and Ed snapped his fingers again. I swallowed his thick load and stuck my tongue out again to show them both that I had eaten my hot meal. I gently licked Ed’s cock clean of any trace evidence and watched as he tucked it away in his shorts. I stayed on my knees as my wife and her lover walked out the door without even a look back at me. I sat there for a few minutes tasting the mouthful of cum and feeling the rest cooling on my face and hair. A single tear rolled down my cheek as I stood up and began the task of cleaning my face with my fingers. I knew better than to use a towel so I just scooped up the cum and licked my fingers clean. I sighed heavily and started the days chores wondering what fresh hell tonight would bring. Part 2 My wife and her lover returned from a day out on the lake at around 6:00 that night. A couple of hours before then I received a text that simply read, "Sissy make steaks for dinner". I knew right away that those steaks would be for Susan and Ed and that I would be lucky to get their table scraps. I busied myself preparing dinner for the two lovers and after they had relaxed on the couch together for a while I served them both at our dining room table. Susan and Ed treated me as if I were a waiter having me fetch them drink refils or anything else their hearts desired while they ate a romantic meal and chatted like lovers. It wasn't until dessert that either of them even acknowledged me. I had just served them each a slice of cheesecake when Ed stopped me by saying, "Hey limp dick, you've been shuffling around here for over an hour now isn't your diaper getting full by now?" I shuddered with embarrassment and said in a whisper, "Yes sir". He laughed loudly and asked if I needed changing. I politely told him that I would take care of it as soon as my services were no longer needed. My wife interrupted then and said, "No, I think we should take care of it now. Ed wants to see how a little pissy pants sissy gets his diaper changed. Go up to the spare room and lay down on your changing table". I was mortified. I couldn't believe that my wife of over 15 years would be this cruel. Everything else I had to endure seemed trivial compared to my worse weekness being exposed to her dominant lover. To my knowledge Susan had never shown Ed the spare room. The room itself was set up to look like a little girl's bedroom. The walls were painted pink and there were stuffed animals everywhere. The bed was a single bed with pink ruffled linen. In one corner of the room was an oversized changing table with baby powder and lotion on its shelf. A supply of my adult diapers were also present along with a box of baby wipes. When Susan felt particularly wicked she would force me to sleep in that room and would change me herself treating me like an infant the whole time. But I never imagined that she would show Ed this side of our relationship. I choked back a sob and with tears in my eyes said, "Yes dear, I'll go up there right away". With my head down I walked slowly up the stairs to await my fate in the spare room. It was only about 15 minutes later that I heard Susan and Ed coming down the hall. As they entered the room Ed burst out laughing as he looked around. "Oh my god", he said. "I can't believe this. You really are a little sissy bitch aren't you fag boy?" I was so ashamed I actually started to cry as I said, "Yes sir I am". They both started making comments about how the poor little baby was crying now and needed to have his diaper changed and his bottom powdered. My wife had me lay across the changing table and began to unfasten my pants. She removed my pants and Ed laughed out loud as he saw my sagging full diaper. "Aw the little sissy is really wet. How does it feel to know you aren't even a real man any more sissy boy?" Ed asked me. I could only cry in response as I lay there utterly humiliated. As my wife opened my diaper Ed began laughing louder when he saw the size of my tiny penis. He said that it looked like a little clit and not a penis. He told my wife that all of my body hair should be shaved and I should take on the look of a little sissy bitch. Ed said that a peepee that small was almost hidden in my pubic hair and it would be a favor to me to be able to see it. Needless to say, that's exactly what happened. The two lovers shaved off all of the hair on my crotch and legs. They also removed all of my chest hair and armpit hair as well. I was never very hairy so it really didn't take very long. When they were finished and after much laughter on their part my wife then showed me a new surprise. The dresser and closet were filled with feminine clothes. There were panties, stockings, nighties and bras. I was stunned at this new revelation. Ed was thrilled to see the amount of planning my wife had put into my debasement. My wife then picked out a particularly frilly nightie and made me put it on. With that added horror and a fresh diaper they tucked me into the girly bed before adjourning to the master bedroom. On his way out the door Ed said, "We'll call you if we need you sissy but you just get comfortable for now. I know I'll be very comfortable in bed with your wife". With that he laughed again and walked out leaving me sobbing in the dark. I can’t say I slept very well. I was wearing a woman’s undergarment and lying in a very girly bed in a pink room listening to the sound of my dear Susan and her lover fuck like newlyweds in the next room. What had happened to me? I was stunned at how easily this had happened. Why hadn’t I fought this? I knew after my surgery that I had trouble getting an erection and that my sex drive was getting lower all the time but why was I allowing my life to be controlled like this? I have to admit that since losing the ability to get hard I did feel like less of a man. Maybe I deserved this. Maybe this was the natural way of things after losing one’s sex drive. All I knew for sure was that it was easy to allow my wife and her lover to take over my life. I felt naturally submissive to them and couldn’t even imagine fighting back. These thoughts and the sound of love making coming from my former bedroom kept me awake most of the night. I finally fell asleep around 4am but was then awakened at around 8 to the sound of Ed’s voice calling me from the other room. I heard him shouting “Hey fag boy, hey sissy get in here”. I got up right away and ran into the master bedroom. I saw my wife and her lover sprawled out in what used to be my bed, both naked and looking like they were relaxing after a strenuous night. They were both sitting up against the headboard with Susan leaning into Ed. His left arm was around her back and his hand was resting on her left breast casually. Susan’s right hand was slowly stroking Ed’s cock which looked to be only half hard at the time. “About time bitch”, He said as I stepped into the room. Then Ed’s nose crinkled up and he said, “Damn sissy, you smell like stale piss. Go change your diaper, then make us some coffee and get your ass back in here. We have some things to talk to you about”. I felt foolish standing there in a pink nightie and a soggy diaper but I was quick to respond to the dominant command. “Yes sir”, I said and hurried off to comply. I hurried back to the spare room and grabbed a fresh diaper out of the pack. It was then that I noticed all of my diapers had been replaced with pink colored ones. My face grew quite red and I felt humiliated as I slipped on the pink diaper. I then rushed downstairs and made coffee for Susan and Ed and took them up to the waiting couple. I found myself knocking on the bedroom door and asking permission to enter. My wife gave me permission and I entered the room and handed the coffee to the both of them. I was then ordered to stand at the foot of the bed and listen closely to the way things were going to be from now on. Susan started by saying, “Now listen sissy, you know that you’ve never been able to give me any pleasure at all with your useless little peepee even before your operation. You just don’t have what it takes to be a real man like Ed here so we are going to need to set some new rules for you in order to teach you your place in the house. First off, Ed will be moving in here permanently and will be sharing this bed with me. You will move into the spare room since it looks and feels more like a little sissy bitch’s room”. I know I should have said something at that point but what she was saying somehow felt right. Instead I just nodded my head and said, “Yes ma’am”. This was the first time I had called her ma’am and she smiled at me like she approved. My wife went on to say, “I need a real man around here but I also want to keep my little sissy so that I have someone to do the laundry and cleaning. You don’t make much money any way so you might as well quit your job and just become our maid. You will wear only the clothes you find in your new room. Any clothes that might make you think you’re a man will be thrown out. You will obey every command from either Ed or me without hesitation or you will be punished. Do you understand so far?” I had tears in my eyes when I whispered, “Yes ma’am”. Ed picked up the conversation then, “Next bitch you will serve as our little cleanup sissy any time we say. You will eat my cum from your wife’s pussy and will lick my cock clean every time I fuck her. In fact you will willingly lick and suck any part of our bodies that we tell you to, right?” I said, “Yes sir”, and he continued with, “Now before I go on, I need to know you accept your new life. I need to hear you say it out loud. Tell us that you accept being our little sissy slave”. I cleared my throat and said, “Yes sir and ma’am, I accept everything you are saying. I will be your little sissy slave and will do anything you command”. They both smiled and Ed went on saying, “Good because there is something you need to know. You see for the past 5 or 6 months my sweetie here has been spiking your food with hormones. It’s a specific blend of female hormones and other drugs that make you more, shall we say, compliant. You have become much more willing to submit and take on a more feminine roll because of these drugs. Oh, they also make it even more difficult for your little pecker to get hard. Do you understand what I’m telling you?” I was shocked. My hands were shaking and I felt sick to my stomach but I looked at both of them and simply said, “Yes, I understand”. Drugs? They had been drugging me? Oh god, it explained so much. But even with this new information I still could not make myself complain. “There’s more”, my wife said. “Ed and I have been talking and we think we need to control exactly when and how you get to cum. We can’t have our little sissy getting distracted now can we? So from now on you only get to cum when Ed says you’re allowed. You have to ask his permission and even then you will only be allowed to jerk off. I mean you are just a little sissy boy now so there’s no reason to think you should ever put that little peepee inside of a woman again, right?” I blinked away tears as I said, “Yes dear, you’re right. My little peepee never stays hard enough to please a woman anyway so I might as well just jerk off.” I honestly couldn’t believe the things I was saying. It just felt so natural to submit to these two that I found myself wondering how much of it was due to the drugs and how much was just my natural submissive nature. Ed continued on by telling me that it was time for me to clean them both after their night of love making. I was ordered to crawl up onto the bed and start by licking my wife clean. As I moved my face up into her crotch the first thing I noticed was the smell. This was a thick powerful smell of sex, sweat and body odor. These two had really worked hard all night and it showed. As I got closer I noticed the dried and drying cum smeared all over my wife’s pussy. It was matted in her hair and streaked down into her ass crack. The sheer volume of it made me balk at the thought of eating it all but I didn’t hesitate. I just started licking her thighs and working my way up into her beautiful snatch. This wasn’t the first time I had tasted cum whether it be my own or Ed’s but it was the first time it tasted stale. This was cum that had time to ferment inside my wife and the taste was much more potent than I’d ever imagined. I found my eyes watering and my gag reflex threatening to kick in but I licked and sucked up every ounce of cum from her pussy. I even sucked all of her pubic hair clean and with the help of her lifting her ass off of the bed was even able to clean out her ass crack of any errant cum. I foolishly thought my task was complete and began to climb out of the bed when Ed smacked me on the side of my head and almost shouted, “Where the hell are you going pissy pants? You aren’t finished yet.” He then pointed at his own crotch and at his semi erect cock which was covered in a sheen of dried cum and my wife’s pussy juice. I said, “yes sir, I’m sorry sir”, and moved my face down to his crotch. Ed smiled down at me and said, “Oh and no hands bitch boy, just your mouth”. Susan laughed at that and moved herself into a position to better watch my humiliation. I started licking at Ed’s thighs first and then slid my tongue down and around his big balls. My mouth was now a slimy mess and I found the thick fluid coating my tongue and throat as I worked. I used my tongue and lips, licking and kissing the smug man’s balls clean off his discharge. I then started licking and kissing my way along his impressive shaft making sure to clean every inch to a shine. Ed said, “Your wife was on top a couple of times too so I think some of it ran into my ass crack. Clean that out too sissy”. He then rolled onto his side to give me access to his ass. I shoved my entire face up into his hairy crack and licked in broad strokes cleaning out all the sweat, cum, pussy juice and other things I dare not think too much about. The smell and taste of this powerful man’s ass crack was overwhelming and it made my eyes water. The shame I felt was palpable as I began to see myself for what I really was. I was a sissy bitch. I was no longer a man but just a wimp who obeyed all commands. I mean what kind of a man allows himself to lick out another man’s ass? I couldn’t see anything with my face up Ed’s ass but I heard my wife say, “Damn baby looks like this is getting you hard”. Ed grunted as my tongue slid up into his tight hole and said, “You know it sweetheart. Who knew the little fag had it in him?” My wife slapped the back of my head and said, “That’s enough faggot, you can taste Ed’s asshole again later. My man is hard and I need that cock inside me again”. I moved away as Ed rolled over onto his back and my wife climbed up to straddle him. She hovered over his cock and told me to put him inside her. This was it, the first time I had ever been present for their love making and I was actually a participant in their affair. I grasped the base of Ed’s huge cock and guided it up into my wife’s waiting pussy. She slid down onto it with a loud moan and engulfed the entire length in one thrust. I watched her beautiful pussy stretch to its limits to accommodate his girth and realized that I could never fill her so completely. This was a real man’s cock and not a little sissy peepee like mine. It didn’t take long for Susan to build up a rhythm bouncing up and down on her lover’s cock with wild abandon. The only sounds in the room were her heavy breathing and the wet slapping of skin on skin combined with the sloshing sound of her wet pussy swallowing his cock. Ed’s hands were gripping Susan’s ass tightly as she rode him harder and harder. The two lovers were staring into each other’s eyes as they fucked occasionally leaning in to kiss each other passionately. This was sex the way it was supposed to be. This was a wake up call to me, letting me know exactly why my wife had strayed outside our marriage. I could never compete with this display. Ed’s cock was amazing. Long, thick and hard as a rock it pierced my wife over and over again never tiring for what seemed like hours. I was mesmerized by the power of his tool and found myself staring at the exact spot where the two lovers were joined. My wife’s hand in my hair brought me back to reality as she pulled me down behind her and ordered me to lick Ed’s balls while they fucked. I quickly obeyed and began lapping away at his big hairy balls like a dog while my wife’s ass bounced against my forehead. I could taste her juices as they ran down over his balls and marveled at how wet she was getting as she fucked her man. She had never cum at all with me. I soon heard Ed say that he was close to cumming and my wife panted out, “Not in me, In the sissy’s mouth”. Ed laughed out loud and said that he was very close. My wife dismounted quickly and shoved my mouth over her lover’s cock head. She then used her left hand to jerk him off into my mouth. I clearly remember it being her left hand because I could see the ring that I had placed on her finger shining as she stroked his cock. He exploded suddenly and massively into my waiting mouth. Spurt after spurt of hot thick cum shot all over my tongue and coated the inside of my mouth. I had to keep swallowing to stay ahead of the flow. When Ed finished filling me up with his cum the two of them climbed out of bed without another word to me and headed off to the shower. I sat there on my marital bed my face sticky from the couple’s combined discharge and started to cry softly. I can’t imagine what a sight I must have made. A grown man dressed in a frilly nightie and a pink diaper swallowing down a mouthful of another man’s cum while sitting in the bed he used to share with his wife. I thought that this must truly be as low as a man could get. I had no idea just how wrong I was.
     
      Posted on : Jan 22, 2014 | Comments (0)
     
    Hubbies At The 'Hen Party'

    ...in that happy land of Pornutopia, scenes like that below are common as dirt, happening every day in every town all across the country, though elsewhere they remain, for better or worse, fantasies only.... The married gals in the neighborhood get together for hen parties occasionally. Of course they bring their wimp husbands along. The gals park their wimp husbands in the hostess' bathroom at the start. The wimps are all naked, kneeling with their hands cuffed behind their backs so they can't touch their stiff little weenies, and chained by the neck to the toilet. It's pretty crowded in there, with a half dozen wimps chained to the same commode! While the gals unwind with wine and gossip, the wimp husbands socialize too. They talk about what honking great bazongas their wives have got, and how men with big dicks are always emptying their big balls in their wives, and keep those hot furry beavers all full of cum! They're all so happy to be married to a gorgeous gal with big bazooms, getting to sniff at hot pussy, and getting to give her big smooches right on her peachy round rump! Whenever one of the wives comes in to use the toilet, all the wimps stare up adoringly, with their stiff little weenies twitching, and she gets a chorus of eager wimps praising her beautiful big boobies, that must really get the guys eager to empty their big balls in a hot wet hole! It's all pretty heady stuff for the wimp husbands. They get to see so many honking great bazongas and peachy round rumps and hot furry beavers! The wives have the wimps kneel before them and lick and rub their feet, and serve as foot-stools, while they chat about getting fucked by real me with big hard dicks and big hairy balls. The wives have a grand giggle about what puny little penises and tiny little testicles their wimp husbands have. They line the wimps up kneeling in a row, and sashay about, mocking and teasing the pudgy creatures, deciding which of them has the littlest penis of all. The wimps are told to beg for pussy, and for big kisses, and to be allowed to pull on their little teeny weenies. The wimps have to present their plump pudgy wussies to the wives, and get beaten with their slippers and kitchen spoons. Then they get to sniff at the wive's wet pussies, and press big smooches to the wive's ass-holes! The wimps are allowed to pull on their little weenies, kneeling before the wives, who taunt and tease them with their bodies, mocking their tiny penises, and contrasting their husbands with the real men with big dicks they love to fuck any time they want to empty their big balls. The wives fasten the wimps together so each wimp has a wimp's weenie in its mouth, and its weenie is in another wimp's mouth! They tease the wimps mercilessly as the wimps lick each other's stiff little weenies, and flex their pudgy rumps to wiggle their little weenies in another wimp's mouth. It's so humiliating for the wimps! It's the only time a wimp husband ever gets anything wet and warm on its puny little penis, and it's nothing but a wimp's mouth, and the wimp has to lick another wimp's little penis at the same time! And all the time there's gorgeous gals strutting about with honking great bazongas and peachy round rumps and hot furry beavers, that a wimp never gets to even touch! You know, the wives assure one another, it really is just too much, isn't it, these wimps licking their weenies. Of course, we made them do it, but still....Here our husbands are, married to gorgeous wives, with great racks and swell figures and hot pussies, and what are they doing? Sticking their little weenies in each other's mouths, licking wimp's weenies! And loving it, too, aren't they? Look at how they're wriggling and pumping, and listen to 'em whimpering! Face it, we're married to weenie-licking wimps! Can you imagine anything lower, anything more contemptible? How the wives laugh and tease when the wimp husbands finally start to squirt their tiny little loads in each other's mouths! The poor wimps are so humiliated, even as they feel the thrill of climax into something besides their own hands, something warm and wet, and feeling the little twitchings of the little weenie in its own mouth, squirting a bitter drop or two of cum!
     
      Posted on : Jan 22, 2014 | Comments (0)
     
    New Ways to Humilate Your Cuckold Husband

    - You and your lover, use the mouth of your huby like an ashtray after you made love with your lover. - Get rid of all the toilet paper in the house. In the morning when bull has to dump a load, have him drag sissy into the toilet on all fours. While bull does his buisness, sissy cleans off bull's feet. Then bull turns around and grabs sissy's head and forces him to use his tongue as toilet paper. There is nothing more humiliating than having to clean shit off a big hairy bull asshole. And then having to thank him for the honor. Repeat this every day. - Have your lover bring his buddies over for a football game. Sissy will serve them beer and they won't even have to get up to go piss. All they have to do is snap their fingers and sissy scurries over on all fours, opens his mouth and drinks all their piss. Hope for overtime so that sissy can drink piss all night long. - Make him lie on a table surrounded by your friends and beat off. When he cums all over his belly, the girls finger feed him his own cum - Whenever your husband pisses you off, make him go to adult book stores, gay bars or wherever and suck off strangers. Tell him he can't come back until he has two or three loads all over his face and hair and a full mouthful of cockscum. When he balks, remind him of the photos and videos of him submitting to your bulls. Demand he go RIGHT NOW or you'll put those pics all over the internet and to his friends and family! It will help to give him a time limit. - Have him follow your bulls into the bathroom when the stud is ready to piss. Order him to hold the fat cock and aim it for him, then lick the head clean! Tell him you're doing him a favor .... He won't have as much bathroom clean-up next time. Laugh your asses off at his embarrassment. - Save your piss in a thermos flask, you will pour some of it in a rubber glove and tie off the open end creating a piss udder. Make a little pin prick in one finger so he can suckle the piss out of the udder and tie it so he can just about reach it with his mouth. - „Cuckold's Coctail“ - take two to three shots of Bulls cum, add an equal amount of Mistress piss... to this stir in a generous mouthful of cucky snowball spit. Top off with a very small dash (ie a full ejaculation) of cuck dribble. - Whenever you go away on a trip alone have your husband pack condoms and toys in your suitcase. Wonder aloud whether or not there are enough condoms. Then ask your husband if he thinks he should go to the store and buy more or risk having you run out. - Have the cuckold jerk off on the floor, and then have the wife grind his cum into the floor and/or have the bull piss on his cum. - The wife tosses the wedding ring on the floor at the feet of the cuckold, tell her husband her wedding vows mean nothing and then fucks her bull. - When your lover is over, send cuckold to bed early (like 8:00) so you can have some privacy with your lover. Threaten to give him a bare bottom spanking in front of your lover if he comes out of his bedroom before morning. - Follow through on the above threat. While spanking his bare butt, lecture him about how you deserve a good fucking from a real man and you are not going to tolerate him interrupting that. - Chang his ringtone when you call him. It's you having an orgasm with your lover and saying how good lover he is. - Go with your lover on weekend trips. Make sure your mother-in-law stays at home with your husband to watch him -- to keep him out of trouble. - Make your husband suck your lover off when you're on your period or not in the mood - When you're out on the town with your husband, toward the end of your date with him, tell him how horny you are. Once your husband is excited at the prospect, get on the phone and call you lover. Make your husband drive over to the lover's house so you can fuck him. Make your husband wait in the other room of the guy's house until you're finished fucking. Have the husband quickly lick your pussy clean. - At a hotel with your lover, right before you're about to fuck, call your husband on your cell phone, set the phone beside the bed and make your husband listen to the deep fucking you're getting. - Have your lover cum into a glass. Save it by freezing it. Later you can thaw it out, pour it on your pussy, and make your husband lick it off. - Institute a whole new set of rules for hubby. With the exception of his job you and your new man have decided that he is to be demoted to the status of a child. He will be treated exactly as a child with the same rules and consequenses. His new bedroom will be decorated just like any other little girls. His new bedtime is 7:30PM. He is not allowed to leave the house without permission and or go out with friends without permission. He's not allowed to drink and he will always have a babysitter when you leave the house. He will be expected to be a well-behaved and well-mannered child who is polite and always addresses his elders (anyone over 16) as Sir or Ma'am. Change his hairstyle and clothes to fit his new status. - Make the hubby lick and suck you and the lover clean and then you both piss on his cock and make him masturbate with you pee.
     
      Posted on : Jan 17, 2014 | Comments (1)
     
    SEXUAL husband HUMILIATIONS

    1. Send him emails in which you mention his submissive behavior or address him as your sub, slave, knight, servant, boytoy or whatever. Or send text messages. 2. Have him wear panties to work, preferably yours and preferably dirty. Not every day: it'll become too routine. Ask him what his coworkers would think if they knew he was wearing your panties. 3. Give him an allowance and require he account for his expenditures. 4. Tell him to buy a chastity device. No negotiation, no discussion. 5. Lock him up periodically. Leave it on for a day or two or seven, or however long you wish, so he never knows how long he'll be locked up. Always be the one to lock and unlock the device. Make a point of inspecting it daily and teasing him about being at your mercy. Be sure to have him service you while wearing it. 6. Have him keep a journal in which he records his thoughts and submissive feelings. Read it once a week while he kneels naked at your feet. 7. Make a habit of sliding your hand (or foot) into his crotch and saying something like, "Getting to be a horny sub are we?" Or, "Since Mr. Willy belongs only to me, I can fondle him whenever I wish but you may not." Or say nothing at all: just smile and give him a kiss on the cheek or a pat on the head. 8. Have him kneel before you and kiss your feet. 9. Have him give you foot massages and pedicures. 10. Have him lick and suck your toes. 11. Send a picture of your pussy to his cell phone with a message like, "This is the center of your world. Don't forget it." 12. Insist he read some of your "women's magazines" and romance novels if you read them. 13. Have him kneel naked before you and profess his devotion to you as his Goddess. "Hold Court" so to speak and do this several times a week. 14. Have him wear a collar around the house. 15. Attach a leash to this collar and lead him anywhere you wish. 16. Have him perform household chores in the nude while you are clothed. 17. Have him give you full body massages. 18. Have him insert a butt plug just before company arrives or before you both go out for an evening. Smile at him whenever he sits down. 19. Don't "ask" him to do something. Tell him. "Make me a cup of tea." "I want you to paint the den this weekend." "I expect you in the bedroom, naked and on your knees in 3 minutes." 20. Ask for explanations. "Why haven't you made our bed yet?" "Why don't you have dinner ready?" 21. Beckon him with your finger. 22. Take every opportunity to flash him while he is in chastity. 23. Wear especially sexy or revealing outfits when hanging out with his friends. 24. Have him go shopping with you to carry your purse and packages. 25. Always pay the check when you go out to eat. 26. Insist he thank you for disciplining him. 27. Queen him. 28. Develop a tone of voice when requiring something of him or expressing your displeasure over something. It'll be your "domme voice." 29. Make him greet your lovers at the door in the nude with a collar and leash. They will feel more welcomed and know that he approves. 30. Always make him thank your lovers for fucking you and offer them one last suck before they leave to show his gratitude. 31. Make him pee in his panties in public by refusing him restroom privilages, he begs, you say no. 32.Make him wait outside the ladies room for you, holding your purse. 33. Make him change his last name to your maiden name.You change your name back ot what it was. It's now Ms. and Mr. Mary Jones, for example. 34. Just before his birthday, in front of your GF's, make him tell you what he wants for his birthday, and make sure he asks for feminine items, panties, nighties, bras, and can all of you to shopping together. 35. Tell your GF's, "oh don't mind her, think of her as one of the girls". Freely talk girltalk in front of him, and discuss hot guys, their packages, etc. 36. When your BF comes over have hubby go outside and wash his car. By adding labor to a hubbies humiliation intensifies his mental pain. 37. Have hubby always refers to your BF's as SIR. Also have hubby wear an apron while tending to Women and your BF's or lady friends. 38. Have hubby make meals in the kitchen while you make out with BF. Also throw titles such as queerboy and sucky to hubby in service around the house. It adds mental pain to hubby when you laugh at them in front of BF. 39. While you eat dinner with BF, stick hubby in the small hall closet to be out of your way. 40. Whenever a real Man is inside you, have hubby stand there and say "Gee thanks Sir". 41. Anytime you are having intercourse with a real Man at home while hubby is at work, call hubby and let him know and get him to thank you and the Man over the phone. 42. Make him carry his own purse or metrosexual "man-Bag." Of course it's got a feminine wallet, with his sissy pics, a few of you and a stud, along with lipstick and some tampons for him. 43. Send him to a public restroom to change his tampon and pad. 44. Send him into a restroom to change his panties. 45. Have sex in your lover's car. Make sure you drip his, yours and your mixed fluids on the backseat. Make your cuck clean it up with his most expensive (satin?) boxershorts. Make your cuck keep these in his car; in sight. Pref on his seat and when he's driving on the dashboard. Make him keep it there until he can make a fresh clean-up-short. Make remarks of foul smell when driving in his car pushing him to urge you to have sex in you lover's car again soon! 46. Like 45 but instead of using his expensive shorts, give these to your lover and make cuck use the shorts worn by your lover at the time. Make sure your lover asks for them every time they meet. 45a and 46a. When getting in the car take the foul shorts and rub it in his face or make him wear it on his head while driving. 47. Before cuck returns your lover's shorts, make him lick it clean, followed by washing it by hand and ironing it. Your lover, in turn, gives the expensive cuck-shorts to you which he has worn for 2 days or worked out in them making it smelly by your lover's sweat. After taking a deep whiff and telling him how 'heavy' it smells, force him to take a deep whiff and make him tell your lover how wonderful it smells. You put it on his head and has to wear it until your lover leaves. Make him thank your lover for the generous lending of his (cheap?) shorts after which he presents them to your lover on his knees. 48. Make him lick you and your stud when you are fucking - depending on the position he has to lick his/your asshole, his balls, the back of his dick or your clit. Of course he has to clean you both afterwards by mouth. 50. Make him keep lover's used condoms in the ash tray of his car. 51. Make him keep pictures of you & lover in his car and in his office. 52. Make him wear women's underwear at all times including your old stockings and make him wear a black bra under a white shirt. 53. Go on dates with your BF to places you would be seen by people that know him. 54. Part of his lunch at work should be a bottle of your piss for him to drink. 55. Make him clean her boyfriend's car while you are making love in it. 56. Let him drive you to your BF and wait outside for you. 57. Let him accompany you on dates to pay for everything. 58. Let your friends new the full extent of his cuckolding. 59. Make him thank your BF for giving you the satisfaction he never could. 60. Make him lick both of you clean and thank you for the privilege. 61. When you start dating a new guy, make your husband pretend like he is gay, but not dating. Like he is not the least bit interested in pussy. Ask him: "Are you going over to so-and-so's tonight? (So-and-so is always an obviously male name like, "Mark," or "David.") Do you need condoms?" 62. Make him kneel and grovel at your bull's feet. Have him kiss his feet and thank him for pleasuring you. 63. Make cuck beg your stud to fuck you or to lick your lover's cum out of your pussy. Record it without his phone. Then play it when it's most humiliating to him. 64. Leave the cuckold with a young babysitter while you go out for the evening. Might need to hire a prostitute to really make it fun for him, just don't tell him. 65. Have him go alone to the store to buy makeup and clothes for you, tell your friends and get them to send him in for makeup etc. 66. Take humiliating pics of him, print them off. Hide them around the house where they could be found possibly. Tell him about it 5 minutes before you have friends over and see how many he finds before they arrive. 67. Send embarrassing texts to him then forget your phone at a friends place so they can read all your texts if they want. Pics too if you like. 68. Make him lick up your panties after you come home from the date. 69. Take the full condom carefully of your lover's cock and make hubby "wears" it on his tongue. He can't take it of until your lover leaves. 70. Take a condom that is full of your lover's cum, with the top tied off, and make him suck on it. Order him to break the condom with his teeth and fill his mouth with your lover's cum. 71. While having love session with your lover, require hubby to lick HIS asshole and stick his tongue into it while lover is fucking you. 72. Have a tattoo right above his totally shaved penis with a good line: wimpy dick, Tiny Tim, I am a cuckold, wife owned, something like these. 73. Have the Bull give him a really hard bare assed spanking to start. Next let him blow the Bull to get Him ready. Hubby will stand in the corner the whole time while the Bull pleases you. When done, hubby will clean everything up with his mouth. 74. Hubby is allowed to cum while you are sitting on the toilet tank and his penis is placed between the seat and toilet and he humps the toilet to cum while you make remarks and laugh. 75. Get a t-shirt made up with the word CUCK on it and make your husband wear it when you go out shopping. 76. Blindfold your husband and make him suck your bull while you watch and call him names. 77. Tie your husband up and put muscle rub on a strap on and then fuck him with it. It will burn his butt and he will cry tears. You and your bull will really enjoy hearing him beg in earnest. 78. Have him fuck rubber doll for yours and your lover's entertainment. 79. Make hubby give up his dinner seat for your lover when dinning with friends. 80. Lock hubby in a chastity device, but the lover holds the key. 81. Dress the hubby up in a maid's outfit, then have your girlfriend's come over and be served by him. All the while talk about how good your lover is. Encourage them to continuously tease and taunt him about his inability to be a real man. If there's any of his old girlfriends still around, invite them over too. 82. Make hubby eats his food out of a dog bowl in front of your lover. Make sure your lover has made a contribution to your hubby's nutrition. 83. Invite gay men over to enjoy your hubby. Let them know they can use him when and how they wish. 84. Order a subscription to Playgirl, make sure it's in your hubby's name, and be sure it's out in the open for everyone to see. 85. Invite hubby out on a date with the wife and the bull, make him chauffer the car, and when meeting people, make sure he introduces his wife's lover......as his wife's lover. 86. Most sex shops now have available molding kits, where you can make a mold of an erect cock, then you can make a dildo from the mold. Have the hubby buy one kit for each lover (make sure he tells them why he's buying it), then have him make the impresson, and then have him make the molds and the dildos. After this task is completed, have hubby build a display case, and nice pedistals for each dildo, with picture, and other fun information you'd like on them, and display them for the wife's girlfriends or neighbors to see....and admire. 87. Some specialty shops sell women's panties with slogans or artwork on them. Have hubby buy a pair of panties that says "I Love Cock", and have him wear them in front of your lover(s) and girlfriends. 88. If your lover decides not to spend the night, make your husband sleep with his head on the "wetspot". 89. Make him serve as a toilet slave to you, waiting for your instructions on his hands and knees before you whenever you use the toilet. 90. Make him pay for two week Caribbean cruise for you and you favorite lover. Make sure to send him plenty of "Glad your not here" notes, and take plenty of pictures of your well tanned (with no tan lines) body. 91. Give him a pair of panties to wear, on the front it says "I Love Cock!"
     
      Posted on : Jan 17, 2014 | Comments (0)
     
    The Dinner Party

    My wife and I was invited to a small dinner party by her boss and his wife. I guess that I should mention that he (her boss) and my sexy wife Lynn, have been having a torrid love affair for the past eight months. My wife told me that during her interview with his company, she knew that they would soon be sleeping together. Her lovers name is Ron, he's 40'ish and extremely "sexy", so my wife says. He is married, but I assume that he and his wife are swingers or at least she knows that he is sexing my hot wife and accepts the fact that they are lovers. Lynn is 34, 5'-6" and around 120 lbs. She has light brown/blonde hair and the hottest tight little body around. Her legs are wonderful and she has 36d breasts that she displays proudly. We married 7 years ago and I still consider myself lucky to be married to such a hot woman. I have always had fantasies of her sleeping with other men and when she told me of her interview and how attractive her boss was, I knew that my fantasies would come true. When Lynn would see a hot, handsome man, she would "go for it". There was no denying the fact that she wanted him, that's what turned me on the most. She was and still is a very sexual woman. As Lynn was telling me about the dinner, she had a twinkle in her beautiful light blue eyes. "My lover and I have something special planned", she said. We are going to be more open with our affair. No more "sneaking around", she said. Everyone at work knows that we are lovers, as do you but his wife knows very little. Tonight, she will know what her husband and I do at the office all day. She also will be "cuckolded" just like you my little hubby, isn't that wonderful. "yes dear", was my reply. Soon she will see first hand the reason that I'm sleeping with her husband, just like you, she doesn't satisfy her husband. We, that is my lover and I, are made for each other, we both need and deserve more than either of you can give us. My wife was off to shop for a new outfit to wear while I cleaned the house and hand washed her sexy lingerie. I knew she would return with something sexy to wear for her lover and I wasn't dissapointed. She had been to Fredericks to purchase a "special outfit", she said. The first glimpse of the black pvc basque and seamed stockings had my "little dick" hard in no time flat. She laughed as she saw my reaction. She then pulled a sexy black mini dress from the bags and held it up for me to see. It was very short and also strappless. She will be so sexy I thought to myself. "Darling, Honey" she said loudly snapping me from my trance, if you are a good boy I will let you dress me for dinner, I know how much you like dressing me. It is one of the greatest pleasures that I know, other than when she allows me to actually have sex with her. I ran her bath and put a few drops of scented oil in the water to make her skin soft and satiny. Then once she was in the water and comfortable, I proceeded to bathe her sexy body. I wondered if Rons' wife was doing the same for him as I was for Lynn. She is so beautiful lying in the water, her large breasts floating on the surface, inviting me to suckle a nipple. Her long sexy legs, from her painted toenails of her beautiful feet up to the junction of her thighs. The small strip of hair that leads to her lovers favorite spot. Her dainty hands, long red fingernails, especially the finger that carries our wedding and engagement rings and also the other hand that carries the lovers ring that Ron had given her as a gift. I wondered what my wife was thinking as I surveyed her sexy body, her eyes were closed and she appeared to be dreaming. Her pouty lips are partially open as if she is moaning, is she enjoying the feel of my hands caressing her body or is she thinking of her lover? Whatever it was, I was extremely turned on. This is the kind of treatment that my wife deserves. After her bath, I pat her body dry with a soft terry cloth towel and then lightly powder her skin with a sweet sexy smelling talc. Then she shushes me out of the bathroom so that she can apply her make up in peace. Sometimes it annoys' her when I watch as she does her makeup. I dress myself as she completes her makeup and also lay out the clothes that she will wear. She will be so sexy I thought. Her hair and makeup done, she walks into her boudior with confidence. She knows that she is a "hottie". My mouth drops open as I once again admire her nude body. The way her hips flare out at her sides, her large breasts, standing upright and perfect, the way her tight sexy butt sways as she "strutts", she knows that she looks great. Her hair, perfectly done, frames her angelic face. Her eyes, sexy, so sexy. She poses for me, she likes to tease, she knows it's effect on me. "Well", she says, "dress me". I slowly gather the sexy black shiny pvc basque and approach my wife. She raises her arms and I wrap her body with the lingerie. I pull it tight making sure that her breasts are properly encased in the cups of the bustier then hook the eyelets in back. Satisfied, god she is hot, I take her hand and lead her to a chair. She sets down and presents her legs for the stockings. I kneel down and slowly slide the silky stocking over her dainty foot and up her leg attaching the dark band to the strap that hangs from her sexy bustier. I then repeat the process with the other stocking. Once the stockings are complete, I retrieve her sexy black stillettos' from the closet and place them on her feet. She places each foot, one at a time, onto my thigh. As I attempt to buckle the ankle straps, she twists her foot digging the sharp high heel into my skin. She giggles as I moan from the pleasure of the pain she is causing. Finally finishing her heels, she tosses me her tiny black panties. She stands up and uses my shoulder for balance. Her shaved pussy is now directly in my face, "you may kiss my pussy if you like", she says. Within a second, I bury my tongue into my wifes treasure. After a few more seconds she says to stop, I must not have heard her because she says it again and then kicks me with a sharp heel knocking me back. "Put my panties on me darling", she said. I held the flimsy leg openings and guided them over her high heels, being careful not to snag the lacy material on the sharp heels. I continue to slide the panties up her legs until they come to rest against her shaved pussy. Satisfied that the seams in her stockings are straight and that her panties are smoothed over her sexy ass, shes says to place her in her strapples minidress. I unzip the small dress and she steps into the opening. I slowly rezip the back and watch as the small short minidress envelopes her body. You're stockings tops will show when you sit I told her. "Well adjust them then" was her reply. On my knees again, I reach under the hem line of the dress and shortened the garter straps untill the dark bands of her stocking tops were just hidden from view. Hows that dear I asked. "Good, now get my pearl choker from the jewelry box and put it around my neck". As you wish dear, I replied. I finished dressing her just in time to leave for dinner. I led my beautiful wife to the car and opened the door. She slowly slid onto the leather seat, thus allowing the short hem of her minidress to slide up. She teased me as I stared at her stocking tops and garter straps, laughing as a small tent formed in the front of my pants. It was very rare that I was allowed to go out with her when she was this dressed up, usually this was saved for a date with her lover and I guess it still is as that is who we were going to see. we said very little on the ride to her lovers house, I guess she had other things on her mind. Arriving at his house, I went around the car and opened her door. The same tease was repeated as she exited the car this time. "Do you like what you see", asked my sexy wife. I do was my reply, you are a very hot and sexy woman I said to her. I was allowed to hold her hand as we approached the door to her lovers house and once there she instructed me to ring the bell. Her boss and lover Ron, answered the door. He took my wifes hand and led her into the foyer where he embraced her and proceeded to give her a very hot french kiss. They were still hugging when he invited me in, we shook hands and he introduced himself. "You're wife has told me so much about you", he said. He looked me over and laughed when he noticed my little hard-on in the crotch of my slacks. "She said that you would react this way", he stated. Then I watched as he lifted the hem of my wifes dress saying "very nice" to her stockings and garters. "Did hubby dress up his wife for me", he asked Lynn. "Yes lover", she said, he did it all for you. Taking my wifes hand once again, he led her into the living room with me following close behind. "Sara", he called loudly, our guests have arrived. "I'll be right out honey", Sara replied from the kitchen. As Ron and Lynn sat on the sofa, Sara, Rons wife, came shyly walking into the room. She was a very attractive woman. Around 38 years old, blonde hair, shorter than Lynn but not by much. Sara was also dressed just as hot as my wife but she was wearing a white minidress. She had on white stockings, extremely high heeled white pumps and a black pearl choker. Sara's dress was short enough to see that she was using a garter belt or other to hold up the white stockings because we could see the stocking clips as she walked. As Sara approached, Ron and Lynn stood up. Ron said, "Sara dear, you know Lynn and this is her husband Jamie". Sara hardly even glanced at me as she said hello, she was more interested it seemed in my sexy wife. Standing directly in front of my wife, her high white heels making them the same height, Sara leaned forward and kissed my wife. This was not a kiss on the cheek, it was on her lips. Their soft painted red lips touched, both of their lips seperated. Saras' tongue slowly came from between her lips and touched Lynn's. Both girl's shared a brief but very erotic kiss. I was dumbfounded but felt that my erection would burst through my slacks. Lynn noticed my reaction and winked at me. Ron then said that we should sit down for dinner, "we can play later girls", he said. Sara acted as the maid, serving my wife and her husband first. Lynn told me that I was to help Sara by holding the bowls and such while she gave out the portions. After my wife and her lover were served, we were allowed to join them. The dinner was fantastic and as we ate, I could tell that there was some goings on happening under the table. Both Ron and myself were seated at the ends of the table, Lynn and Sara sat at the sides facing each other. Suddenly Sara moaned and dropped her fork. Sara was biting her lower lip and looking down into her lap. Lynn reached for and took her lovers hand smiling at him. Ron slid over to peer around his wifes side of the table and looked towards his moaning wifes lap. He winked back at my wife then nodded at me. I took this as an invitation to also peer around and see what was happening to Sara. I could see that Lynn had placed her foot in Sara's lap. The skirt of her short dress was pushed up and all I could see was the shiny black toe of Lynn's patent high heels. It was obvious that Lynn was grinding the stilletto heel of her shoe into Sara's panty crotch. Sara said nothing but Ron and myself could tell that she was rotating her hips, trying to assist Lynn in finding her clitoris. Once the right spot was found, we watched Sara orgasm. After the show was over, we continued to dine and make small talk. Dinner was over and Lynn told me to clear away the dishes and to stay in the kitchen to wash them. "After all it is the least you can do for such a great meal", she said. Doing as told, I took the dinner plates into the kitchen and started washing them. I was wondering why Lynn demanded that I stay in here. I was going to be sneaky, I left the water running to make noise. I peeked out of the kitchen door to observe the three of them. This is what I saw. Ron sat with his back to me, Lynn on the left and Sara on the right. They were talking and I strained to hear what was being said. From what I could tell, Lynn was informing Sara that she and Ron were lovers. That they have been having an affair and that they were going to continue to fuck one another. "You're husband says that you do not know how to fuck him properly", Lynn said to Sara. "That you do not know how to make love to his cock with your mouth", is this true Sara? asked Lynn. Sara nodded her pretty head in shame and whispered, "I guess not". "I'm fucking your husband bitch", Lynn said loudly. "What do you have to say about that". Sara stayed quiet. My wife turned towards her lover, "do you want to make love to me in front of your wife, lets do it, she might just learn how to keep her husband satisfied". Ron agreed with my haughty wife. Lynn stood up and started walking around the dinner table. She took the long way around and stopped directly behind Sara. Lynn bent down and licked at Sara's ear lobe. She whispered, "watch me fuck your husband, you will watch won't you bitch". Softly, Sara answered okay, her eyes never leaving her lap and rubbing her hands together. Lynn stood upright and placed her hands on Sara's shoulder's. Slowly, Lynn moved her hands down and into Sara's dress, cupping her breast's as she did so. My wife looked at Ron, smiled at him and started caressing his wife's breasts'. Ron looked on as Lynn toyed with his wife. Removing her hands from Sara's top, Lynn told her to stand up. Meekly, Sara stood. Sara turned to my wife and kissed her on the lips. Their mouth's opened, their tongues danced together. Harder and harder they mashed their lips together until it became a full blown french kiss, it was the most erotic kiss that I had ever witnessed. Lynn started undoing the ties that held Sara's dress together. With over half of the ties undone, Lynn pushed the dress off of Sara's shoulders and down over her breasts. She too was wearing a basque. It was white satin, it had white lace panels and it was a half cup style that left the upper most part of her breasts exposed, including her nipples. The dress slid further down her body gathering at her waist. Lynn started twisting Sara's nipples as Sara pushed her dress down over her slinder hips. Past her hips now, the white mini dress fell to her feet and she stepped out of the garment. Sara's white satin panties, which she wore over the garter straps of the bustier, hid her pussy from our view. Taking Sara's hand, Lynn escorted her over to Ron who was still seated in his chair. I knew what Sara was going through because Lynn dominated me in the same fashion. Lynn, now standing behind Sara, asked Ron if he thought his wife was sexy. "Yes lover, she is sexy", replied Ron. Pushing Sara aside, Lynn went into her lovers arms. After breaking their kiss, Lynn said, " fuck me, fuck me in front of Sara", let's show her what we do. Lynn's eyes never left her lovers as she told Sara to help her undress. Coming up behind my wife, Sara slowly unzipped Lynn's dress. Both ladies now stood only in their lingerie, Lynn wearing black and Sara in white. Ron spoke first. I want you to suck my cock, show my wife how to love a mans cock. Both girls squatted and proceeded to fight over the zipper of Ron's pants. After removing his pants, Lynn took his hard cock into her mouth and right down her throat. Sara meanwhile, had started massaging Lynn's breasts then took a very hard and distended nipple into her mouth making my wife moan around her lovers cock. I could see Sara drop her hand down to my wife's pantied pussy. Sara's fingers then started to rub Lynn's pussy through her tiny black panties. Ron said, "thats right Sara, finger her pussy, get her ready to fuck". Lynn was going insane as Sara was pushing the tiny black panties into my wife' pussy. Lynn slowly removed her lovers cock from her throat and offered it to Sara. Lynn told Sara to part her lips then she aimed his large cock head at her pouting mouth. Lynn grabbed a hand full of Sara's hair and started pushing Sara's mouth over her husbands cock. Lynn spoke softly as she was telling Sara what to do. That's it baby she said, take hubby's cock into your mouth. Love his cock just like I was doing. Suddenly Lynn pushed hard making Sara take her husbands cock into her throat. Sara gagged but Lynn would not release her hold. After a few seconds, Sara became accustomed to the cock as it invaded her throat and was sucking on her own. "Does it feel good now lover", Lynn asked Ron. "Yes it does lover, she's doing it just like you do", he replied. Soon, my hot wife, tired of watching, joined in and both girls were loving his cock. Their lips often touched as they performed together on his cock stopping only to french kiss each others mouth's. They stared into each others eyes as they sucked at the sides of Ron's cock. They stopped just seconds before allowing him to cum. "You dirty cunt's", Ron mumbled aloud. One of you is going to fuck my cock now he demanded. My wife was the first one up. "I'm the only one that you're allowed to fuck lover", she said. "Sara", Lynn said. "Take off his pants, I'm going to fuck your hubby now". Sara obeyed. Lynn had Ron sit in the chair and she followed setting in his lap. Lynn whispered into Ron's ear. "Sara", Ron said. Guide her pussy onto my dick, watch as she fucks me. Sara pulled Lynn's panty crotch aside and grasped her husbands hard cock. As Lynn was trying to get into position, she noticed me peeking around the door. She had a smug expression on her face as she lowered herself slowly onto her lovers cock. Coming to rest atop Sara's hand, Lynn moaned loudly. "Tell your fucking wife to remove her hand" Lynn said in Rons ear. While Ron filled her request, Lynn was still staring into my eyes. Taking the rest of his cock into her body, Lynn came. As she looked at me, she told Ron that he was the best and that she only wanted him inside her. "Jamie will never fuck me again lover, I'll save it all for you from now on", she said. "You're my only lover now, I don't want him anymore","will you tell him that for me lover, tell him that he's not allowed inside his wife's pussy anymore". Ron fucked her hard as she told him that she was his to do with as he pleased. Lynn could feel Ron's manhood swelling up inside her tight vagina preparing to unload his love. "Tell your wife the same thing lover tell her you only will fuck me and not her, make her a permanent cuckold too" Lynn asked. Ron moaned loudly as he filled her tummy with his cum. After her pussy was full, Ron lifted my wife off of his softening cock sitting Lynn atop the table. Ron turned to his kneeling wife and presented his cock to her for service. As Sara took his cock into her mouth, Lynn wiggled he finger at me. Exiting the kitchen, I padded over to my waiting wife. Lynn told me to sit in the chair and she spread her legs wide so I could see into her gaping pussy. "Look honey, see what my lover did to me". "This is as close as you will ever get to having sex with me again, now clean me up honey". I did as my sexy wife demanded. After cleaning her out properly, Lynn told me to stand up. "You can masturbate now", she said. "I want you to cum all over my pussy for the last time ever", she stated aloud. Lynn turned to Ron who was still being serviced by his wife and asked that Sara be allowed to watch me masturbate. Sara kneeled at my side as I pulled at my little dick. We both watched as Lynn and Ron made out. Within seconds, I was spurting small drops of sperm onto my wifes pussy lips and belly. Breaking their kiss, Lynn instructed us both to clean her again. I sucked at the cum on her belly as Sara sucked at my wife's pussy. After clean up was done. We were dismissed being told not to disturb them until breakfest, which they wanted in bed the next morning.
     
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    HOW TO HUMILIATE A CUCKOLD HUSBAND

    Texting hubby, telling him that you'll be fucking his wife tonight. Demanding that hubby doesn't get to fuck his wife until after you have. Requiring that hubby be kept Chaste. Shoving his head into his hotwives pussy and making him clean up. Ordering hubby out of the room, or making him bring drinks or snacks during your sessions. Calling him while you are fucking his wife, and make him listen to real man pleasing his wife. Make him eat her pussy while you fuck his wife. If you are so inclined, you can make him fluff you, or clean you up after you fuck his wife. Make him thank you for fucking his wife. Constantly reinforce to him that he is smaller/inadequate in bed, make sure his wife does the same. Write notes on his wife's body, with magic marker. Tell him what you expect his wife to wear, and make sure that helps her get ready. Make sure that he lays her clothes out, shaves her legs, or something along those lines. Make sure he prepares the bedroom, tell him that you will be having a romantic evening with his wife, and that expect candles, wine and flowers in the room, when he comes over, and when you get there, ask him to leave. Make him dress, however you wish. Get him a shirt that says I don't satisfy my wife. Or what ever floats your boat.. Have his wife fuck him with a strap on, while you watch and tease him. Experiment with bondage, blindfold him and tie him to a chair while you fuck his wife. Have the wife sit in the chair, while you face hubby and disrobe yourself. Present yourself as sexually dominant and comfortable in your nudity, and then disrobe hubby yourself. Point out the differences to the wife, and ask if she wishes to add anything. Now face hubby to the wife, and ask her to disrobe. Stand behind him, give a reach-around if necessary, and point out to the wife how your masculinity and man-meat are exciting hubby. Ask her if hubby is gay. Ask him if he swallows. Tell hubby that what he is feeling will momentarily be felt by his wife. Have hubby and wife exchange positions. Share his wife with your friends. Having her wear her wedding dress, or bridal lingerie for you. Having the wife give you something that she won't do for her husband, such as oral or anal. Make her kiss her husband after you have cum in her mouth. Make hubby lick your cum off her body. Have the husband and wife go to a nice fancy or somewhat fancy restaurant for romantic dinner. Then sometime during the dinner you walk in and say hi to here and then whisper something in her ear. Best if others in the area notice. Then she gets up and goes with you to give you a blowjob in private. She walks back to the table smiling with a tiny bit of cum on the side of her lips. Meanwhile the other patrons and the staff notice what has happened and this humiliates the husband. INSTRUCT THE HUSBAND AS YOU ARE ABOUT TO ENTER HIS WIFE: "Get over here, grab my cock, and guide it into your wife's pussy!". Make him fuck a blowup doll while you two watch. No cuming for the cuck except at your direction. Might have him cum for your entertainment while relaxing in an afterglow. Have wife sit in a chair or on the edge of the bed while cuck is kneeling and jerking on her toes/shoes. For an added plus he can lick it off. Make him put your cum filled condom on his dick and use it to masturbate too. Cum on wife's tits and make him kiss and lick them clean (he will ALWAYS remember you came on those tits when he sucks them in the future). Have her put her wedding ring over her nose when you are about to cum, and use it as a target. Then have hubby put it in his mouth to wash it off. After the bull uses all wifes holes as he wishes, the cuck man is told to take off her ring, spread his wifes twat with one hand, and hold the ring right in the center while the bull finishes himself off over the ring. If the cuck wants to make it more fun for the wife, he can place the wedding ring around her clit and play around with it that way while the bull gets ready to unload. Of course the cuck will then clean up the mess. Variations on this are the cuckold holding the wifes wedding ring in place at her asshole, and again the bull makes himself cum there, and the husband cleans up the ring. After giving the wife a damn good pounding, the bull gets the cuck to close his eyes and place her ring on one eyelid and his own wedding band on the other eyelid, and keep them balanced there... then the bull gets the wife to help crank out his messy load all over the cucks face, with special concentration on the wedding rings area. Then when the cuck has received his absurd facial, the bull and wifey take pictures for posterity (after they have stopped laughing of course). Call him in after you have stretched her out really good, and let him have a go. If she laughs that adds to his humiliation. Then push him off of her and jump back in and fuck her extra hard making her wail and cum. Tell him "this is how she likes it, now get back in the closet." If she lets you go bareback, she should make hubby wear a condom. Make him wear a butt plug the whole time. Have her spend the night with you, of course he is elsewhere. Use an audio recording device to record your encounter WITHOUT her knowledge. Therefor any wails of passion and ecstasy or speech that would humiliate hubby will be as genuine as it is possible to be. For example, if she starts talking about how much bigger/better you are than her pathetic husband, she will have done so with the belief that hubby would never hear it. You then of course let hubby hear the recording. Rub in the fact that she loves sucking your cock and even does it for her own pleasure, when she's never enjoyed or wanted to suck husband's cock. Rub in the fact that she loves your cum and enjoys having it in and on her, gargling it, having husband eat it out of her, etc., but she tells husband to be sure to jack off into kleenex or toilet paper and not to get the couch, bed, shower, etc. messy with his cum. Certainly make cuckold sleep on the couch or a small guest bed when you're there, and you get the master whenever you want; but also start having husband sleep on the couch even when you're not staying over. Have her start making cuckold move his clothes and things slowly from the master bedroom to somewhere else, making more room for your things, until eventually he doesn't have anything in the master bedroom, even if you don't stay there often. Same thing with the master bathroom, even if you don't stay often, have her make cuckold start moving his things to make room for you. If you like his car better than yours, or yours is in the shop, have her give you the keys to his car to use whenever you want, and force husband to find a way to get around or use a worse car. Start bringing your laundry over, and have her make cuckold do it while he does the rest of the laundry, including the bedsheets after you and she have messed them up. Text him that his wife was feeling very naughty and had you cum in something in the house that he eats or drinks, and that he may have already had it, but you won't tell him what it is. Rub in the fact that his wife begs you to fuck her bareback, and that she could easily become pregnant, and that if she does and she decides to keep it, he'll have to support it and although you'll be the father figure. Make sure that the beer, drinks, food in the house are the ones you like and not the ones that husband likes. Make sure husband is doing almost all (if not all) of the work around the house, while you're taking his wife out and having fun (or staying back in the bedroom all day). In the middle of your marathon sex sessions, have her text him to bring you back drinks, or to go pick up food. She gets a tattoo at your request, to symbolize your mutual lust. It doesn't have to be anything obvious, so long as the three of you know what it means. Even better if she just comes home with it, hubby not being consulted. Tie or handcuff hubby to a chair in another room in the house with a video feed, webcam, baby monitor etc. He needs to have a ball gag in. You & wifey will have already arranged for a friend of yours to show up later(hubby has no idea, he's just tied up watching his wife get her brains fucked out when the doorbell rings and another alpha stud or two join you to tag team his wife). source of photos: Cum Eating Cuckolds © Cuckold Husband - Humiliated Cuckold - Humiliated Husband back to home page: Cuckold Stories
     
      Posted on : Jan 17, 2014 | Comments (0)
     
    Submissive Cuckold

    I’ve been married to Susan for just over twenty years. We have a twelve-year-old son, Mark. I had an affair once, about seven years ago. Susan found out about the affair and we gradually fell out of love. We stay together for Mark’s sake. A couple of years ago she met Arnold on the Internet, and they hit it off. They talk all the time on the phone and see each other when they can. I’d always wanted Susan to sexually dominate me. She tried several times but she never enjoyed it. She discussed this with Arnold, and he convinced her it would be fun to try again. Susan sent Mark over to his Aunt Sally’s one weekend and invited Arnold over. They spent the weekend fucking each other and sexually teasing me. Susan discovered she really enjoyed dominating me now that she didn’t love me. Since the weekend went so well they decided to dominate me regularly. Susan wakes me up every Friday night after Mark goes to sleep. She ties me to a chair, strips, and plays with herself in front of me. Arnold watches us through a video camera attached to the computer. Every other month or so Arnold comes over to spend the weekend. It was exciting at first, but it’s numbing now. I know that Susan is never going to fuck me again, so her sexual teasing became pointless. Be careful what you wish for, you might just get it. One Monday, I found a note on the table while I was preparing my breakfast. “Get the last week of March off of work. You’re taking me to a cabin in the Poconos so that Arnold and I can have a great week together. We have a surprise planned for you.” Great. I get to spend a week watching them fuck like rabbits in the honeymoon capital of Pennsylvania. I knew better than to argue, so I arranged to get the week off. At least she gave me some notice. I got home from work on the Friday before the trip to find that Susan sitting on the living room sofa watching television. She looked up and commanded, “Go upstairs and take your clothes off. Bring the suitcases downstairs and pack up all of your bondage equipment.” “Where’s Mark?” “I’ve already dropped him off at Aunt Sally’s.” “Oh.” I went upstairs, got undressed, and brought the suitcases downstairs. I went into the basement and packed all of my bondage equipment into two large plastic tubs. I brought the tubs upstairs. Susan was still watching television. She commanded, “Go upstairs and put some work clothes on and cut the grass.” I went upstairs and put on some work clothes. I went out and cut the grass. It was the first time since last fall, and it took a few pulls to get the lawn mower started. I cut a little grass but mostly mulched the leaves that were on the ground over the winter. After I finished, I was going into the kitchen to get a couple of glasses of water when I heard Susan command, “Come over here.” I went into the living room. Susan looked up and asked, “Does the yard look nice?” “Yes Susan.” “You stand there, I’m going to check.” Susan got up and went outside. I put my hands behind my back. She came back in with a piece of trash paper in her hand. “Look what I found in the yard! How could you miss this?” I knew the trash came from one of our neighbor’s yards, but it didn’t matter. I looked at the floor and answered, “I’m sorry Susan.” “You sure are sorry. Take this.” Susan handed me the trash. “Throw it away, then wash your hands. Load and start the dishwasher. Put your work clothes in the washer and stand there. After the washer finishes, put your clothes in the dryer and stand there. Put your work clothes away, unload the dishwasher, and come check with me.” “Yes Susan.” I went in the kitchen and washed my hands. I loaded the dishwasher, and started it. I went to the washing machine in the basement, took off my work clothes, threw them in, and started it. I stood in front of the washer with my hands behind my back, in case Susan came downstairs to check on me. I wanted to take a shower but I knew with both the dishwasher and the washer running that there wouldn’t be any hot water. When the washer finished, I took out the clothes and put them in the dryer. I stood in front of the dryer while the clothes dried. The radiating warmth made me feel a little better. I took the clothes out of the dryer and put them away in my bedroom. I came back downstairs and unloaded the dishwasher. Susan turned off the television and came into the kitchen. “Go get three pieces of rope and wait for me in the basement.” I got three pieces of rope from one of the plastic tubs and went downstairs. Susan had gotten herself a slice of chocolate cake and a glass of milk. She put her snack down by her computer. “Get the punishment chair, and put it in front of your computer. I’ll be too busy tonight to torment you. Instead of watching me, you can watch your porn pictures.” Susan found the punishment chair while she was out at a yard sale. It’s an old wooden dining room chair with straight legs. The back of the chair is made of five straight wooden slats with a four-inch top piece. The seat is perfectly flat, with no contour. I moved the comfy office chair to the side and put the punishment chair in front of my computer. Susan tacks a black sheet of coarse sandpaper to the seat of the chair with a hammer and thumbtacks. She grins at me. “I picked this up while I was at Home Depot. I thought you’d enjoy this extra punishment tonight. I know I will. Sit down.” I sit down on the sandpaper. It’s not too bad as long as I don’t move. Susan ties my ankles to the chair legs, and stands up. “Start up your slide show, then put your hands behind the chair.” I turn my computer on and bring up the picture viewer program. I decide I want to look at the smoking pictures tonight, so I bring up the directory of almost 1,000 pictures of topless and naked women smoking. I set the program so that it displays a picture for five seconds, and then shows the next picture in the directory. Once the program’s running, I put my arms behind the chair. Susan ties my wrists together and to the slat in the middle. She takes her clothes off and sits in front of her computer. I can hear her talk to Arnold on the phone and play Scrabble with him over the computer while I sit and watch the pictures. I was tired when I first sat down, but after a while my cock responds to the pictures. The sandpaper scratches my bottom every time I move so I try to stay still. Sometime during the third time through the photographs I hear Susan hang up the phone and get up from the computer. Susan stands by the side of the desk where I can see her. She’s naked, with a cigarette in her hand. She puts the ashtray on the desk. “Would you rather watch those pictures or me?” “You Susan.” Susan lights the cigarette and takes a puff. She cups her breasts in her hands. “By this time tomorrow, Arnold will be fondling these.” She reaches down and fingers her pussy. “And his hard cock will be pounding me over and over.” She takes a puff of the cigarette. “And how does your ass feel?” “A little sore, Susan.” Susan smiles. “Good. Maybe next time you’ll pick up all the trash.” She takes a puff of her cigarette. “I thought you liked watching naked women smoke.” “I do Susan.” “Then why is your cock so soft? Susan leans over and blows smoke in my face. “Get your cock hard for me.” I squirm, and my bottom rubs on the sandpaper. I wince and my cock softens. Susan smiles. “What’s the matter? I thought you liked having smoke blown in your face.” She takes a puff. “Maybe if I touch your cock with the cigarette I’ll get a reaction. “ I watch as she holds the cigarette just over the head of my cock, then takes it away. Susan finishes her cigarette. “I guess that you didn’t like watching me smoke after all. I’ll leave you with your pictures, then.” She puts the cigarette out and puts the ashtray next to the computer. “Good night.” She goes upstairs and turns out the light. I watch the pictures. The smoke from the ashtray bothers me for a little while. Whenever I get sleepy, my bottom rubs against the sandpaper and I wake up again. I’m finally so exhausted that I fall asleep for a while. It’s brighter in the room when I wake up. I watch the pictures and try to remain still. Susan comes downstairs. She’s still naked. She gets a cigarette from the desk and lights it. She takes a puff. “Would you like to watch me smoke a cigarette?” I’m hungry and tired, my bottom’s sore, and I need a shower. I’d rather do almost anything else, but I don’t want to get Susan mad. “Yes Susan.” Susan takes a puff of the cigarette. “Your cock is so tiny. Are you sure you enjoy watching a naked woman smoke? “Yes Susan, I enjoy watching a naked woman smoke.” Susan leans over and blows smoke in my face. “Good. Enjoy yourself.” She smokes the cigarette. She puts the cigarette out and tells me, “I’m going upstairs to take a shower. When I come back, I’ll untie you. Put everything away, take a shower, and get dressed. Pack up the car, and we’ll get going.” I could hear the water running upstairs while Susan took a shower. It seemed like she was taking forever. She came downstairs and untied me. I put the punishment chair away, and cleaned the ashtray. I took a quick shower, as Susan used almost all of the hot water. I got dressed and loaded the van. The morning sun felt nice on my skin. The drive to the Poconos was uneventful. I enjoyed the scenery while Susan listened to her CD’s. We stopped once to refuel and have lunch. We arrived at the cabin just before dinner. It was very secluded. I got our stuff from the van and brought it inside. Arnold was already here. He and Susan kissed while I put the suitcases in the bedroom. The bedroom walls were light pink. There was a large four-poster bed in the middle of the room. When I came out, there was an attractive woman standing with Arnold and Susan. Arnold introduced us. “Julie, this is Steve. Steve, Julie invited us to spend the weekend in her cabin. You’ll be entertaining her while Susan and I enjoy ourselves.” Susan commanded, “Get their bags and bring them inside. Julie’s bedroom is across from ours. Put your bondage stuff in Julie’s bedroom. When you get everything inside, take off your clothes, put your ankle restraints on, get a pair of handcuffs, and come back into the living room.” I unloaded Arnold’s car, and finished unloading our van. Julie’s bedroom was a little larger. The walls were a light green. The headboard and footboard on her bed were made with a dozen round wooden slats and a large top piece. They looked like wooden prison bars. I got the ankle restrains and put them on. I picked up a pair of handcuffs and went into the living room. Arnold, Susan, and Julie were sitting on the sofa smoking. Julie grinned. “I’ve never seen ankle restraints like that except in prison movies. I’m going to have fun this week.” Susan commanded. “Turn around so Julie can see your ass.” I turned around. I had no idea what it looked like. I looked out the back window until I heard Susan command, “Turn around and kneel down in front of Julie and I.” I turned around and knelt down in front of the sofa. Julie locked my wrists together with the handcuffs and put an ashtray in my hands. She commanded, “Hold this for us.” She took a puff of her cigarette. “Tell me everything Susan did to you last night.” I told Julie everything Susan did to me while they smoked. When I finished, Julie put her cigarette out and asked me, “Was Susan cruel to you?” I didn’t know what answer Julie expected. “Yes, Susan was cruel to me.” Susan laughed. Julie lit a cigarette and took a puff. “At least you’re honest. Had she tormented you like that before?” “No Julie, nothing as severe as last night.” Julie smiled. “Steve, some men would say Susan was cruel when she cheated on you. Not only has she cheated on you, but she’s also had you watch Arnold fuck her many times now. Was that cruel?” “That first weekend, yes I thought it was cruel, but overall I enjoyed what Arnold and Susan did to me. I want Susan to be happy.” Susan gave Arnold a huge kiss. Julie took a puff of her cigarette and looked at me. “Your wife just kissed another man right in front of you and yet you kneel there holding my ashtray. Do you want to make me happy too?” “We just met, Julie.” Susan looked over at me. “I want you to serve Julie, Steve. She’s an experienced dominatrix.” Julie smiled. “I’ve been talking to Susan for a while. I’ve been giving her domination advice, helping her to think up new ways to torment you. As a thank you, she agreed to loan you to me for a week.” She took a puff of her cigarette. “I’ve been called a very cruel woman. Some say I’m sadistic. Do you still want to make me happy?” “Um, yes.” Julie took the ashtray from my hands. “Get up and follow me. Let’s see what goodies you brought with you.” I followed Julie into her bedroom. She opened the plastic tubs and looked through the stuff I brought. I stood and watched. She sat down on the bed and lit a cigarette. She commanded, “Put your hands behind your head and spread your legs a little.” I put my hands behind my head and spread my legs. Julie took a puff of her cigarette. “Good. I want you to stand like that or with your hands behind your back when you’re not busy. You are to address me from now on as Mistress Julie. You will address the others as Master Arnold and Mistress Susan while we’re here. You are our slave and will answer to slave. Do you understand?” “Yes Mistress Julie.” “Good slave. “ Mistress Julie took a puff of her cigarette. “You will do whatever we command. If you obey, you’ll get to eat once a day and sleep on the floor by my bed. If you disobey, you’ll be bound and whipped. We’ll leave you bound all night. Do you understand?” “Yes Mistress Julie.” “You’ll wear nothing but the ankle chains. During the day, you’ll do chores for me, like sawing wood or moving rocks. In the evenings, you’ll prepare dinner. You’ll stand by the dinner table and watch us eat. If you’ve been good, we’ll let you eat the leftovers. Afterwards, you will entertain us. Do you understand?” “Yes Mistress Julie.” Mistress Julie takes a puff of her cigarette. “I understand that you get aroused watching naked women smoke. Is that true, slave?” “Yes Mistress Julie.” “Be a good slave and you might get the opportunity. Would you like to see me naked, slave?” “Yes Mistress Julie. Mistress Julie laughed. “Maybe later this week. “ She stood up and unlocked the handcuffs. “Go make dinner.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I go and make dinner. I put it on the table and go to get the others. Mistress Julie was putting away her things, and Master Arnold and Mistress Susan were fucking. I stand by the table and wait. Mistress Julie comes out first. Master Arnold and Mistress Susan come to the table a few minutes later. They talk and eat roast beef and mashed potatoes while I watch. After dinner Master Arnold and Mistress Susan retire to their room. Mistress Julie commands, “Go get a mixing bowl slave.” I get a bowl from the kitchen and bring it back. Mistress Julie puts some mashed potatoes and small pieces of roast beef. She pours some gravy on the bowl and hands it to me. “Put this on the floor and eat, slave.” pic property of Other World Kingdom I put the bowl on the floor. I get on my hands and knees and eat like a dog. I hear Mistress Julie command, “Clean up this mess, take a shower, and come to my room.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I get up and clear the table. I take a shower, dry off, and go to Mistress Julie’s room. Mistress Julie ties my wrists together with a piece of rope that she’s thrown over an exposed beam. She pulls the rope until I’m standing on my tiptoes, and ties the end to the footboard of the bed. “Spread your legs.” I spread my legs until I’m on my tiptoes again. Mistress Julie walks over to me and rubs her hands on my chest and back. She feels my bottom. “Are you still sore, slave?” “Yes Mistress Julie.” Mistress Julie smacks my bottom with the palm of her hand. I yelp and she laughs. She picks up a small cat-o-nine tails and whips my back, bottom, and legs for a while. She takes a shower and returns wearing a robe. She unties the rope from the footboard, and unties my wrists. I lay down on a rug beside the bed. She turns out the light and we go to sleep. I awaken to someone kicking my bottom. I hear Mistress Julie commanding, “Get up, slave.” I stand up and put my hands behind my back. Mistress Julie squeezes my balls. “I don’t want to have to wake you up any more this week. I want you kneeling by the side of the bed waiting for me to wake up.” I yelp. “Yes Mistress Julie.” “Get me a glass of orange juice and toast with butter.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I go and make Mistress Julie breakfast. I bring the food back to her room. She’s dressed and sitting on the side of the bed. I stand and hold the tray in front of her while she eats. After she’s finished, I bring the dishes back to the kitchen and clean up. I return to her room and stand in the corner with my hands behind my back. Mistress Julie comes into the room. “Put your shoes and socks on, slave. You’re cutting some firewood today.” I put my socks and shoes on and follow Mistress Julie outside. It’s warmed up a little but it’s still a little chilly. The only heat in the cabin is from three fireplaces, and they need wood. Mistress Julie relaxes in a lounge while I gather small branches and cut them into two-foot pieces with a saw. She goes inside to get lunch. When she comes back outside, I have some news. “Mistress Julie, I found a downed tree that can be cut up for firewood.” “Excellent, slave. Take my lounge and let’s go. I want to watch you cut up the tree.” I take the lounge to the downed tree. Mistress Julie watches me cut up the tree and bring the wood back to the woodpile neat the cabin. Only the trunk is left when the sun gets near the horizon. Mistress Julie gets up. “That’s enough for today slave. Get the lounge, take a shower, and make us dinner.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I bring the lounge back to the cabin, take a shower, and make dinner. I stand and watch Master Arnold, Mistress Susan, and Mistress Julie eat. Master Arnold and Mistress Susan talk about their trip into town to do some shopping. After dinner, Mistress Julie puts the leftovers into a bowl and brings the bowl in the living room. They sit on the sofa and watch me eat like a dog. I clean up the dinner dishes and straighten up the kitchen. They’re sitting on the sofa talking and smoking when I return. I stand with my hands behind my back. Mistress Julie looks over at me. “Slave, get on your hands and knees in front of Susan and I.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I get on my hands and knees in front of the sofa. Mistress Julie puts her feet on my back. Mistress Susan does the same. pic property of Other World Kingdom They talk for a while. I feel them take their feet of my back as Mistress Julie commands, “Stand up.” I stand up. Mistress Julie buckles a leather strap to the base of my cock and around my balls. She hangs a glass ashtray from the leather strap. Mistress Susan laughs. “That’s the most useful thing his cock’s done all month.” I stand with my hands behind my back while Mistress Susan and Mistress Julie talk and use the ashtray hanging from my cock. After a while Mistress Julie unhooks the ashtray and puts it on the end table. She commands, “Clean the ashtray, and wait for me in my room.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I clean the ashtray and bring it to her room. I stand in the corner with my hands behind my back and wait. I’m tired from all the sawing and time seems to stand still. I wonder what Mistress Julie has planned for the rest of the week. Mistress Julie comes in wearing a robe. She ties me to the beam and whips me for a while. She picks up a pair of clothespins with a weight tied on and clips them to my nipples. I yelp while she swings the weights with her finger. She lights a cigarette and comes back over to me. She touches my cock with the lit end. I jump and the weights yank on my nipples. She burns my cock a few times. The last time, she touches the head of my cock and I scream. She laughs and puts the cigarette out. Mistress Julie gets in bed and gets under the covers. I hear her turn a vibrator on and watch her play with herself under the covers. My cock is stinging and the weighted clothespins are pulling on my nipples. I hear her come a couple of times before she turns the vibrator off. She rests for a while before she crawls to the foot of the bed and unties the rope. I walk over to the bed and she unties the rope from my wrists. She unclips the clothespins and I yelp. She turns out the lights and I lay down on the rug beside the bed. I wake up and remember Mistress Julie’s command. I kneel by the side of the bed with my hands behind my back and wait for her to wake up. Mistress Julie wakes up and sees me kneeling by the side of the bed. She pats me on the head. “Good slave. Get me some orange juice and toast.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I get up and get her breakfast. I hold the tray while Mistress Julie sits on the side of the bed and eats. pic property of Other World Kingdom I spend the morning cutting up the rest of the downed tree while she watches. After she gets her lunch she lounges watching me gather stones for a patio rock wall. The sun is almost set when she commands, “Clean up and make dinner.” I take a shower and make dinner. Master Arnold and Mistress Susan talk of their day in town shopping. Mistress Julie had me tell them about my day. After dinner Mistress Julie prepares a bowl for me, and I eat it in the living room. I clean up the table and kitchen and return to the living room. They’re sitting on the sofa talking and smoking. I stand with my hands behind my back and wait. Mistress Julie looks over at me. “Slave, come over here.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” Mistress Julie buckles the leather strap to the base of my cock and balls. She ties the end of a rope to the ring on the strap. “Kneel down by the sled over there.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” The sled is a metal disk about a foot and a half in diameter with a rod protruding from the center. I kneel down next to the sled. Master Arnold gets up and ties the other end of the rope to a ring welded onto the edge of the sled. He puts a barbell weight on the rod, and sits down again. Mistress Julie looks over at me. “Slave, we want to find out how much weight you can pull with your cock. Crawl across the living room in front of the sofa. When you get to the end of the carpet, stop. Arnold will put another ten-pound weight on the sled and you’ll crawl back across the room. You keep crawling until the weight is too much for you to pull. Do you understand?” “Yes Mistress Julie.” “Then start crawling.” I feel the sled tugging on my cock as I crawl across the room. Master Arnold puts another weight on the sled and I crawl the other way. It takes a bit longer to get to the end of the carpet. Master Arnold puts another weight on. I struggle to crawl across the room. I look at the sofa and see them smoking and watching me crawl. After a while I’ve made it across the room. Master Arnold puts a smaller weight on the sled. Now I have to struggle for each inch. My cock is throbbing as I slowly make my way across the room. I’m perspiring when I reach the other side of the room. Master Arnold replaces the small weight with a larger weight. I try to move the sled but I can’t budge it. Mistress Julie laughs. “What’s the matter, slave. Too much weight?” “Yes Mistress Julie.” “Are you sure?” “Yes Mistress Julie.” Mistress Julie turns to Mistress Susan. “Let’s test him to be sure.” Mistress Susan gets up and takes off her clothes. She sits down on the carpet in front of me and lays back. Mistress Julie commands, “Eat your wife’s pussy, slave.” I’m less than a foot away. I try to crawl towards Mistress Susan, but I can’t move. Mistress Julie gets up, picks up a cat-o-nine tails and whips my back. “I said, eat her pussy. What kind of a wimp are you? Your wife wants her pussy eaten.” Mistress Susan fingers her pussy while Mistress Julie whips me. I can smell Mistress Susan’s pussy, but I can’t move the sled. After a few minutes Mistress Susan stops whipping me and puts the whip down. “Arnold, come show slave how a real man takes care of his woman.” Master Arnold gets on the carpet with Mistress Susan. He kisses her. She gets on her hands and knees, and he gets behind her. He fucks her to a couple of orgasms. She sprawls out on the carpet and mews. After she rests awhile they get up and go to bed. Mistress Julie commands, “Untie the rope from the sled and put the sled and weights in the corner. Wait for me in my room.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I untie the rope and put the sled and weights away. I go to Mistress Julie’s room and stand in the corner with my hands behind my back. Mistress Julie comes in wearing a robe. She’s smiling. “You passed the test, slave.” “Thank you Mistress Julie.” “You’ll wear the leather strap all the time, except when you’re showering. I have something special planned for tomorrow, let’s get some sleep.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” Mistress Julie gets in bed and turns out the light. I lay down on the rug beside the bed. I wake up and kneel down by the bed. After a while, Mistress Julie wakes, kisses me on the forehead, and commands, “Get me my juice and toast.” I get up and get Mistress Julie’s breakfast. I hold her tray while she sits on the side of the bed and eats. Mistress Julie finishes breakfast. “We’re going to the beach today. Clean up and take my stuff to the dock.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I clean up breakfast and get Mistress Julie’s basket and beach bag. She’s sitting on the dock, her feet dangling in the water. “Put the stuff in the rowboat and let’s go.” I put the basket and bag in the bow of the rowboat. I help Mistress Julie into the boat. She sits in the stern and I untie the boat and sit in the middle. “Slave, do you see that small island in the middle of the lake?” I turn around and look. “Yes Mistress Julie.” “That’s where were going.” Mistress Julie slaps my cock. “Let’s go.” I pick out a couple of landmarks on shore and start rowing. Mistress Julie unbuttons her blouse and pulls it open. Her breasts are firm and round, and her nipples are standing at attention. She lights a cigarette and takes a puff. She looks down at my cock and says, “You get aroused watching topless women smoke, don’t you slave.” I smile. “Yes Mistress Julie.” Mistress Julie smokes while I row her to the island. It takes a while to get there, and the sun is up over the trees when we get there. I help her out of the rowboat and pull the boat up on the sand. I get the beach bag and follow her to a spot a few yards from the boat. “Spread the blanket here, slave.” “Yes Mistress Julie. I get the blanket from the beach bag and unfold it on the sand. Mistress Julie takes off her clothes and lies down on the blanket. She hands me a bottle of sunscreen. “Put this on me, slave.” I rub the sunscreen on Mistress Julie’s forehead and face. I rub it on her neck and shoulders. Her soft chest and stomach are next. I move down to her hips and legs. I spend some time rubbing her toes and soles. “That’s enough, slave. Kneel on the corner of the blanket and worship your Mistress. Stare longingly at my glorious body.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I kneel on the corner of the blanket with my arms behind my back. I watch Mistress Julie lie in the sun. After a while she turns over. “Put some sunscreen on me, slave.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I put sunscreen on Mistress Julie’s shoulders, back, bottom, and legs. When I finish I return to the corner of the blanket. It gets warmer and I’m perspiring when she rolls over again. “I’m hungry. Get the basket, slave.” I get up and get the basket from the boat. Mistress Julie had made herself a sandwich and a fruit salad. I kneel on the corner of the blanket while she eats her lunch. After she finishes, I clean up and put the basket in the boat. I apply more sunscreen to Mistress Julie’s front and kneel on the other corner of the blanket, out of her sun. I put sunscreen on her when she turns over, but otherwise I kneel and watch her sun. The sun is just over the tree tops when Mistress Julie gets up, puts her clothes on, and commands, “Pack up and follow me.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I pack up the beach bag and follow Mistress Julie as she walks along the beach. We walk all the way around the small island. My shoulders and head hurt a little from all the sun. We stop at the boat. I push it into the water and help her into the boat. She smokes as we row back to the dock. I take a shower and prepare dinner. Master Arnold and Mistress Susan talk of walking around in the woods near the cabin. Mistress Julie has me tell them what we did. Master Arnold thought it was funny that I spent the day kneeling while Mistress Julie sunned. After dinner Mistress Julie prepares a bowl for me, and I eat it in the living room. I clean up the table and kitchen and return to the living room. They’re sitting on the sofa talking and smoking. I stand with my hands behind my back and wait. Mistress Julie looks over at me. “Have I been cruel to you today, slave?” “Yes Mistress Julie.” Mistress Julie smiles. “Good. I’m happy when I’m cruel.” She takes a puff of her cigarette. “Slave, you have two cruel Mistresses sitting here. What’s the cruelest thing we could do to you?” I think for a while. “Mistress Julie, this morning you had me kneel on the corner of the blanket and worship your body. I could kneel in front of you and worship you. Something like saying the rosary, except the prayer would be offered to you.” Mistress Julie grins. “Sounds interesting, slave. What kind of prayer?” “Um, how about Hail Julie, full of grace, the power is with thee. Blessed are thou among women, and blessed is the juice from thy loins. Holy Julie, cruel dominatrix, show mercy to us slaves, as we serve thee faithfully forever, Amen.” Master Arnold and Mistress Susan sit silently. Mistress Julie laughs loudly. “Slave, that is the most interesting thing I have ever heard. Did you know I was part Jewish?” “No Mistress Julie, I didn’t.” Mistress Julie turns to Master Arnold. “Arnold, would you be willing to help slave worship me?” Master Arnold has a puzzled look on his face. “What do you want me to do, Julie?” Mistress Julie turns to me. “Slave, go to my room and get the dowel in the corner, four pieces of rope, and the cat-o-nine tails.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I go and get what Mistress Julie has requested. It takes me a couple of minutes to find the dowel. Master Arnold ties my wrists and arms to the dowel. I’m standing in front of Mistress Julie and Mistress Susan with my arms extended outward. Mistress Julie looks up at me. “Slave, kneel before us.” I kneel down. “You will worship Mistress Susan and I. You will offer your prayer to her first and then to me. Keep praying to us until I tell you to stop. You may begin. I turn to Mistress Susan. “Hail Susan, full of grace, the power is with thee. Blessed are thou among women, and blessed is the juice from thy loins. Holy Susan, cruel dominatrix, show mercy to us slaves, as we serve thee faithfully forever, Amen.” As soon as I finish, Master Arnold smacks my back hard with the cat-o-nine tails whip. He catches me by surprise, and I almost fall forward onto the sofa. I steady myself, and continue. “Hail Julie, full of grace, the power is with thee. Blessed are thou among women, and blessed is the juice from thy loins. Holy Julie, cruel dominatrix, show mercy to us slaves, as we serve thee faithfully forever, Amen.” I was expecting the blow this time, so I didn’t lose my balance. I say the prayer, with a blow after each one, thirty times before Mistress Julie commands, “That’s enough slave. Thanks for helping us Arnold.” Master Arnold sits down on the sofa. “You’re welcome, Julie.” He turns to Mistress Susan. “Did you enjoy slave worshipping you?” Mistress Susan shrugged her shoulders. “It felt a little weird.” Master Arnold hugged Mistress Susan. “I’m sure I could make you feel better.” Mistress Susan kissed Master Arnold. “I bet you could.” They get up and go to their room. Mistress Julie turns to me. “Arnold is comforting your wife. Do you even care? You just kneel there.” “Yes I care, Mistress Julie. But what can I do? Mistress Susan would rather be with Master Arnold than me.” “You could go in there and tell her you’d rather be her husband than her slave.” “Susan would just laugh at me. Besides Mistress Julie, she likes me better as her slave.” “So do I.” Mistress Julie unties my wrists and arms. “Put this stuff away and wait for me in my room.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I put the dowel and rope away and stand in the corner with my arms behind my back. Mistress Julie enters wearing a robe. She hands me a leather cock sheath and commands, “Put this on.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I try to buckle the sheath, but my cock is too big to fit. After watching me struggle for a while, Mistress Julie commands. “Go in the bathroom and run cold water on your cock until the sheath fits.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I step into the shower and turn the cold water on. My cock shrinks enough that I can get the sheath buckled. I return to the room. Mistress Julie chuckles. “You know slave, wet leather shrinks when it dries. How’s your cock feel?” “Cramped, Mistress Julie.” Mistress Julie ties my wrists behind my back and unlocks the ankle restrains. She takes off her robe. She’s standing before me naked. “How’s your cock feel now, slave?” “More cramped, Mistress Julie.” Mistress Julie smiles and gets into bed. “Come lay next to me, slave.” I get into bed next to Mistress Julie. I feel her put a vibrator in her pussy. Mistress Julie pushes my mouth onto her nipple. “Suck, slave.” I suck on Mistress Julie’s nipple. I feel the vibrator when she turns it on. My cock is throbbing from the tightness of the sheath. Mistress Julie has three orgasms before she turns the vibrator off and pulls her nipple out of my mouth. She rests for a while, turns to me, and commands, “Say the prayer again.” I look into Mistress Julie’s face. “Hail Julie, full of grace, the power is with thee. Blessed are thou among women, and blessed is the juice from thy loins. Holy Julie, cruel dominatrix, show mercy to us slaves, as we serve thee faithfully forever, Amen.” Mistress Julie kisses me on the lips. She turns the light out and pulls the covers up. We go to sleep. I wake up, carefully get out of bed, and kneel by the side of the bed. Mistress Julie wakes up, and looks at me. She rolls over and French kisses me. She sits on the side of the bed, unties my wrists, and unbuckles the cock sheath. My cock springs to attention. Mistress Julie laughs. “Put the ankle restraints back on and make me breakfast.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I lock the ankle restraints on and make juice and toast. I hold the tray while Mistress Julie sits on the side of the bed and eats. After breakfast she gets dressed and we go outside. She watches while I start the patio wall with the stones I collected. After lunch I gather more stones for the patio wall. At dusk, I take a shower and prepare dinner. Master Arnold and Mistress Susan tell of their day sightseeing. Mistress Julie has me tell of my day. After dinner, Mistress Julie prepares a bowl for me while I clean up the table and the kitchen and return to the living room. They’re sitting on the sofa talking and smoking. I stand with my hands behind my back and wait. Mistress Julie looks over at me. “Do you see your food bowl?” It’s across the living room. “Yes Mistress Julie.” “Put 35 pounds of weight on the sled, tie your cock to the sled, put the clothespins on your nipples, and crawl to your dinner.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I kneel down, tie the end of the rope to my cock, put the weights on the sled, clip the weighted clothespins to my nipples, and slowly crawl to my dinner. The weights swing from my nipples as I make my way across the room. I’m about a foot away from the food bowl when Master Arnold gets up, picks up the bowl, and puts it on the other side of the living room. Mistress Susan and Mistress Julie laugh. I sigh, turn around, and slowly crawl to the bowl. As I get nearer I expect someone to move it again, but they let me get to it. My cock aches and my nipples are on fire as I devour my dinner. After I finish I remain on my hands and knees. Mistress Julie commands, “Untie yourself, and clean up the mess. Leave the clothespins on.” I untie myself from the sled, and bring the bowl to the kitchen. I clean my face and clean up the food in the living room. I stand with my hands behind my back and wait. The weights tug on my sore nipples. Mistress Julie commands, “Slave, kneel before us and hold an ashtray.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I kneel down and Mistress Julie hands me an ashtray. Mistress Susan swings one of the nipple weights with her finger. “Do you like your jewelry, slave?” I wince. “Yes Mistress Susan.” Mistress Susan smiles. “Maybe we should get your nipples pierced. Then you could wear nipple jewelry all the time. Would you like that, slave?” I shudder. “No Mistress Susan.” Mistress Susan and Mistress Julie finish their cigarettes. Master Arnold and Mistress Susan go to their room. Mistress Julie commands, “Clean the ashtray and wait for me in my room.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I get up and clean the ashtray in the kitchen. I put the ashtray in the living room and go into Mistress Julie’s room. I stand in the corner with my hands behind my back. Mistress Julie comes in wearing a robe. She wiggles the weights with her fingers. She takes the clothespins off. The pain is intense as the blood rushes into my nipples. It’s all I can do to keep from screaming. She hands me the leather cock sheath, and I go to the bathroom to put it on. I return to the room, and she unlocks the ankle restraints and ties my wrists behind my back. She gets into bed. “Get in bed with me.” She pats the bed. I get in bed next to her. She lights a cigarette and blows smoke in my face while I suck on her nipple. After she finishes the cigarette she uses the vibrator to get three or four orgasms. She French kisses me for a while, turns out the light, and we go to sleep. I wake up, carefully get out of bed, and kneel by the side of the bed. Mistress Julie wakes up, and looks at me. She rolls over and pats me on the head. She sits on the side of the bed, unties my wrists, and unbuckles the cock sheath. Mistress Julie commands. “Put the ankle restraints back on and make me breakfast.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I lock the ankle restraints on and make juice and toast. I hold the tray while Mistress Julie sits on the side of the bed and eats. After breakfast she gets dressed and we go outside. She watches while I finish the patio wall with the stones I collected. After she eats lunch, I fold the lounge and follow her through the woods. We walk until we reach a small clearing. “Set the lounge up there.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I set the lounge up. Mistress Julie is standing by a couple of trees. “Come over here, slave.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I walk over. There’s two heavy ropes, knotted every foot or so, each hanging from a branch. Mistress Julie commands, “Pull the branches down.” I pull on the first rope. The branch bends downward. I pull until Mistress Julie catches a knot in the end of the rope through a thick o-ring welded to a rod staked into the ground. We do the same with the other rope. Mistress Julie commands, “Turn around and face the lounge.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I turn around and face the lounge. Mistress Julie kneels down and ties my ankles to the o-ring stakes. She stands up and ties my wrists to the heavy ropes. A knot in the heavy ropes keeps me from pulling my wrists down. She lights a cigarette and stands in front of me. “I’ll bet you can guess what happens next, slave.” “Yes Mistress Julie. You release the heavy ropes from the o-rings and the branches stretch my body.” Mistress Julie blows smoke in my face. “Good guess slave, but not quite. You release the heavy ropes yourself on my command by tugging on them hard.” She clips weighted clothespins on my nipples. “I so love seeing you wear your nipple jewelry.” She swings the weights with her finger. “Release the ropes.” I pull as hard as I can on the heavy ropes. The knots slip out of the o-rings. The branches pull my arms and body taut. I try to pull on the ropes and I can barely budge them. Mistress Julie lies down on the lounge, opens a book, and reads. Every so often she looks over the book at me. The branches pull on my arms and body. I watch Mistress Julie read. Later that afternoon, Master Arnold and Mistress Susan come into the clearing. Mistress Susan walks over to me. She runs her hands along my arms and sides. She turns to Mistress Julie. “Wow Julie, these branches are stretching him tight. How long have you had him like this?” Mistress Julie looks at her watch. “A bit over three hours.” Mistress Susan turns to me. “Are you enjoying yourself, slave?” “No Mistress Susan.” Mistress Susan swings the weights with her finger. “And after Julie went to all this trouble just for you.” She slaps my cock hard several times. “Thank Mistress Julie, slave.” “Thank you Mistress Julie for going to so much trouble for me.” Mistress Susan lights a cigarette and stands in front of me. “You can’t move, can you slave?” “No Mistress Susan.” Mistress Susan takes a puff of her cigarette. “So if I were to burn you with this cigarette, you couldn’t stop me, could you slave?” “No Mistress Susan, I couldn’t.” Mistress Julie gets up from the lounge, lights a cigarette, and comes over to me. She takes the clothespins off my nipples. I yelp as the blood rushes back into my nipples. Mistress Julie takes a puff of her cigarette. “Slave, beg me to burn your nipple with my cigarette.” “Mistress Julie, please burn my nipple with your cigarette.” Mistress Julie cups her hand to her ear. “What’s that? I can’t hear you.” I speak louder. “Mistress Julie, please burn my nipple with your cigarette.” “That doesn’t sound like begging, slave. Try again.” “Please Mistress Julie, please burn my nipple with your cigarette.” Mistress Julie takes a puff of her cigarette. “Slave, I’m giving you one more chance.” “Please Mistress Julie, I beg you, please burn my nipple with your cigarette.” Well, since you begged so nicely.” Mistress Julie takes a puff of her cigarette and holds the lit end against my nipple for what seemed like forever. I scream. Mistress Julie turns to Mistress Susan. “Would you like to burn slave’s nipple?” “Um, no, not really.” Mistress Julie turns to me. “Isn’t that cute, slave. Your wife still has some tender feelings for you.” She takes a puff of her cigarette and burns my other nipple. “But I don’t.” Mistress Susan leaves the clearing. Master Arnold and Mistress Julie follow behind her. My nipples sting for a while, but the pain subsides. Sometime later Master Arnold returns and unties me from the heavy ropes and stakes. I pick up the lounge and we return to the cabin. I take a shower and prepare dinner. There’s not much conversation at the table. After dinner Master Arnold and Mistress Susan retire to their room. Mistress Julie puts the bowl on the floor by the dining room table. I get on my hands and knees and eat my dinner. I clean up the table and kitchen and go into the living room. No one is there. I go into Mistress Julie’s bedroom. She’s sitting on the side of the bed, wearing a robe, and smoking a cigarette. I stand in the corner with my hands behind my back and wait. Mistress Julie puts her cigarette out. “Susan and Arnold think I was too cruel to you today. They were ready to pack up and leave tonight, but I promised them I wouldn’t burn you with a cigarette anymore. Come over here.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” Mistress Julie unlocks the ankle restraints. “Go stand by the foot of the bed.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” Mistress Julie ties my wrists behind my back and lashes my cock to the footboard. She gags me with a leather ball gag. She kneels on the floor and ties my ankles together. She gets up and rubs her hands on my shoulders and chest. “You look so helpless and vulnerable bound to my footboard.” She smacks my bottom with her palm. “I’m going to leave you tied like that all night. Try to stay awake, slave.” She laughs. “You wouldn’t want to lose your balance and rip your cock off.” Mistress Julie gets the weighted clothespins and clips them to my nipples. “I don’t want anyone to say I’m too cruel. These clothespins should help you stay awake, slave.” Mistress Julie takes off her robe, and gets into bed. She pulls a vibrator from her nightstand and gives herself four or five orgasms. She turns out the light and pulls the covers over her. The stinging pain in my nipples keeps me awake for a long time. I’m surprised to hear Mistress Julie snoring. I catch myself falling asleep when I feel the pulling of my cock. The night drags on until the sun peeks in the window. The room gets brighter and brighter. Mistress Julie gets up. She goes to the bathroom, and comes over to me. She smacks my back and bottom a few times with a cat-o-nine tails whip. “That’s for not kneeling by the side of the bed.” She unties me from the footboard. She leaves the leather ball gag on. “Lock the ankle restraints on and get my breakfast.” I lock the ankle restraints on and get Mistress Julie’s juice and toast. I hold the tray while she sits on the side of the bed and eats. After she finishes, I take the tray back to the kitchen. I return to the bedroom. Mistress Julie commands, “We’re going back to the beach. Get the stuff and let’s go.” I get the beach bag and the picnic basket and head for the dock. We row over to the island. I set up the blanket, put sunscreen on Mistress Julie, and kneel on the corner of the blanket. The sun feels nice on my back and shoulders. Even though I’m sleepy I’m feeling better. After lunch I’m too sleepy to keep kneeling and I fall over. I wake up with a sharp kick to my bottom. I hear Mistress Julie command, “Get up, slave.” I’m groggy and it takes a little effort to stand up. Mistress Julie is standing with her hands on her hips. “You’re supposed to be worshiping me slave, not sleeping. Instead of enjoying the sun, I have to waste time punishing you. Go turn the rowboat on its side.” I go to the rowboat and turn it over. Mistress Julie commands, “Lay down with your head next to the boat.” I lay down on the sand by the side of the boat. Mistress Julie spreads my arms apart and ties my wrists to the boat seats. She stands up next to me. “You want to sleep so bad, fine. Sleep all afternoon.” She bends over, slaps my cock several times, and walks off. I must have fallen asleep. In what seems like no time, Mistress Julie is kicking my thigh. “Wake up, slave.” My wrists are still bound to the boat, but the gag’s been taken off. My skin is tingling, and I’m sure my face, chest, and legs are sunburned. “Yes Mistress Julie,” I croak hoarsely. “You sound awful slave. Would you like something to drink?” “Yes Mistress Julie.” Mistress Julie looks in the picnic basket. “Sorry slave, there’s no water left. Oh wait, I know.” She comes back over to me. “Open your mouth, slave.” “Yes Mistress Julie.” I open my mouth. Mistress Julie pees on my face and chest. “I’m going to take a little walk. When I get back, I’ll untie you.” The pee dries before Mistress Julie returns. She unties me and commands, “Pack up.” I fold the blanket and put the beach bad and basket in the boat. I row us back to the dock, and take the bag and basket to the cabin. Master Arnold and Mistress Susan are waiting by the back door. Mistress Susan glares at Mistress Julie. “My god Julie, what did you do to Steve?” Mistress Julie tries to walk past Mistress Susan. “We went to the beach. I guess slave got a little too much sun.” I went inside and got dressed. When I came out into the living room, Susan kissed Arnold goodbye and we went out to the van. She turned to me and asked, “Can you drive, Steve?” “I don’t think so, Susan.” “My poor baby. Let’s get you home.” We only stopped once on the way home, to get gas and burn cream. Susan rubbed the cream all over my face, chest, arms, and legs before she went to bed. I slept into the next afternoon. My sunburn wasn’t too bad. I only had to take one extra day off before it healed enough for me to go back to work. Susan didn’t dominate me again. After a few months, I missed it. I suspect Susan knew, because she surprised me one day. She called the strip club I frequented and hired one of the dancers to come over to our house to dominate and sexually tease me. I’ll fill you in on the details some other time. © Mistress Wife - Wife Stories - Mistress Stories HOME: Cuckold Stories
     
      Posted on : Jan 17, 2014 | Comments (0)
     
    CUCKY POINTS

    It's been two weeks since I last had sex with my wife - if you can call it sex. I lasted just 30 seconds, much to my beautiful wife Lindsay's great amusement and derisive laughter. Two weeks ago I cashed in my "cucky points" - the system we agreed to last year as the basis on which I'm allowed to have sex with Lindsay. I need 200 cucky points to make a request for sex with my wife. I've only earned enough points nine times in the last year to cash them in for sex, so it's a fairly rare privilege. Made more so by the fact that Lindsay retains the right, at her sole option to cancel my accumulated cucky points at any time, for any reason (or no reason). Three of those nine times I approached her to redeem my points, she informed me that they had been reduced to zero and that I had to start over. Lindsay is a tall 5'10', blonde with large C cup breasts and perfectly tanned skin on a perfectly toned body. How do you say no to Lindsay? You don't. How do I earn cucky points? It's simple: the more I humiliate myself the more points I get. Lindsay enjoys seeing me be humiliated, although she is not obsessed with it like a natural fem dom, so the system is designed to incentivize me to humiliate myself. The more I make a fool of myself, the more cucky points I earn. As Lindsay explained her philosophy once: "It is not your choice to be a cuckold. I made that choice for you by cuckolding you. There is no such thing as being 'uncuckolded' and so it is your misfortune that you will be my cuckold for the rest of your life." "However," she continued, "I will let you decide how much of a sissy you want to be. I have my preferences of course, and that's why I will offer you incentives, but the CHOICE is YOURS. If you wish to take advantage of these incentives then you can choose to become a sissy cuckold. You already are a cuckold and you always will be. But becoming a sissy cuckold will be your choice - you're going to have to want it and you're going to have to work for it." At first, I earned one point for each day that I wore women's panties. As that was the easiest point to earn, I began to wear panties every day to the point that I no longer needed my men's underwear taking up space in the drawer and we got rid of it. At that point, Lindsay argued that as I need to wear underwear anyway and as I now only owned panties, it was no longer a "choice" for me to wear panties in the morning, it had become an expectation and as a result, a few months ago she let me know that she would no longer award me the point for wearing panties. I do still get a point though for wearing a bra. As a man, a bra is obviously totally unnecessary as an article of clothing - but an obvious reminder of my diminished status in our relationship. And unlike the panties, it is totally my choice. Lindsay never requires that I wear a bra, and in fact has never asked me to wear one. She will however, happily award me one cucky point for every day that I do. As a result, I voluntarily choose to humiliate myself each day by wearing any one of my many lace bras, doing my best to pick one that matches the panties I'm wearing that day. So, that's a reliable 30 points per month! The next, easiest way to pick up points is to forgo men's socks for either a pair of pantyhose (1 point) or if I think I can get away with it, a lace garter belt and a pair of stockings. (2 points) During the summer, I can still earn points if I'm wearing sandals by painting my toenails and leaving them exposed - which also earns me 2 points. It is a very rare occasion that I choose to wear men's socks (i.e. going to the airport or the doctor) so I try to wear the garter belt and stockings as much as possible - usually 5 or 6 days out of the week - while sometimes I do just wear regular pantyhose. Just by wearing my sexy feminine delights under my normal clothes, I can typically earn somewhere around 20 points per week. If that's all I did, I could still earn sex every 10 weeks or so! But fortunately, Lindsay is generous enough to offer other incentives that can speed up my progress. The next easiest way I can earn a whopping five points at a time is by donning one of my french maid uniforms (I have three) and doing our household chores. This means dishes washed, carpets vaccuumed, windows washed, surfaces polished and laundry done. During the summer, Lindsay went on a "green" kick and said that from now on, whenever we could we would hang dry our clothes. This presents me with another opportunity: by going outside into our backyard, in full view of our neighbours in my french maid uniform, I can earn an additional 2 bonus points! It is definitely humiliating, especially the time that one of our neighbors' teenage daughter was sitting poolside with her friends only to peek over the fence and enjoy the spectacle. At first, I ran for the door to their laughter, but Lindsay stood in the doorway with a stern face. "Have you hung all the laundry?" "No, Miss, I...." "Then go back out and finish your work, NOW, unless you want me to start deducting points?" I curtsied, then turned around to face a roar of laughter as I minced back out into the yard on my high heels and spent the next ten minutes hanging the drying as I was watched constantly by the group of sadistic young women. The upside to that event was that the secret was out to some degree and from then on, while I was never comfortable doing it, it didn't bother me as much, especially knowing that I could earn extra points. I generally provide maid service to Lindsay at least once a week, so that's another reliable 20 points each month, and sometimes more, especially during the summer. Even in the winter, Lindsay is pretty good about offering some bonus opportunities for humiliating myself - a couple months ago she even offered a whopping 10 bonus points if I answered the door for the pizza delivery in my french maid uniform. Lindsay asked if I wanted to do it, and before I could answer I was headed for the door. Of course, usually after an episode like this Lindsay will remind me that she had not told me to do so, that she had merely given me the option and that I am the one who decided to make a fool of myself. When I am very, very lucky, Lindsay will offer me the opportunity to eat her pussy after she has been satisfied by another one of her lovers. This disgusting task, which I hate, yields 10 points all at once. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy eating Lindsay, but the huge, stringy, salty dollops of sperm which I must digest are truly awful. The only time I can say I look forward to it is when I'm 30 points or less away from hitting 200. On those occasions I lick away as fast and furiously as I can, knowing that I'm inching forward to having my own opportunity to have sex with my wife. The other good thing about eating creampie is that it isn't the worst task. The worst, which I've only done three time, is being given the opportunity to perform a blowjob on one of Lindsay's lovers. It happens rarely as it is difficult to find a man who will go along with it, but occasionally she does. The first time I did it, I cried myself to sleep afterwards with shame. The worst part of it was Lindsay's emphasizing that I was choosing to do it. "Cucky!" she barked at me with that glint in her eye. "Do you want to suck Brad's cock?" I knew that a whole 50 points was on the line. Still I had to think about it. They both stared at me as I did the math in my head. I'm at 144 - with these 50 points, and provided I wear a bra and a garter belt and stockings for the next two days (along with my panties of course) - I'll be able to have sex with my wife in just two days. "Well?" "Yes." I replied, eyes downcast. "I want to suck Brad's cock." Ten minutes later I had earned my 50 points - in addition to a cum facial. When Brad left he looked at me, then up at Lindsay. "I can't wait to tell my buddy about this - but I don't think he'll believe me. Not only am I banging this panty-wearing loser's wife, but he sucked my cock too. What a world!" That was only the first time, in the succeeding two times I've become more used to it, and if Lindsay's lovers are to be believed, I think I'm getting better at it too. Lindsay has said that she'd offer me the massive sum of 100 points if I agree to being fucked in the ass by one of her lovers, although she hasn't found a man who'd be willing to do the job...yet. This past weekend Lindsay went away to her latest lover's cabin for a weekend of sex and debauchery. On her way back she sent me a text: "Hi Cucky - on my way back now - going to have the girls around tonight for a bottle of wine, they want to hear all about my big weekend - If you wish to serve us as our french maid tonight I could offer you 25 points. I know it would be really humiliating so it is completely up to you. xx Linds" I put down the phone and paused for a moment. Pulling back the closet door I reached in and pulled out the shiny black satin french maid's uniform by its hanger and hung it up on the back of the door. From my drawer I selected a matching black lace bra and panty set as well as a garter belt and a pair of lace-topped fishnet stockings. As happens so often these days, I had made the decision - my own decision - to humiliate myself once again. © Sissified - Sissy - Cuckold HOME: Cuckold Stories
     
      Posted on : Jan 17, 2014 | Comments (1)
     
    Cuckold Marriage Ceremony Idea

    She takes 2 packs of condoms with your name on it. Before She will walk down the isle, She will tell Her dad, or whoever is going to give her away, She really needs to go to the bathroom. She's nerveous, so She will want to go alone. This holding up the whole ceremony, with everyone wondering what is happening... You are waiting for Her to come walking to you. But you know what the hold up is...: In the bathroom there are 1 or 2 guys waiting. She puts on the rubbers She was holding on to all the time. The torn packages Her Lovers have to hold on to (they put them in their pockets or something). One She sucks off until He blows His load. The other one fucks Her fiercely until He cums. Then She takes both filled condoms, ties them up. One of the filled condoms She ties up very small and tight so it will almost pop and puts this one in Her mouth. The other one She sticks inside Her freshley fucked cunt (maybe along with a Chinese Egg on remote control - which Her Lover will control!). While She is doing that, the Lovers wipe off their cocks with a handkerchief or better still: Her handkerchief. This they offer Her to hold on to. So She can use this to "wipe Her tears away" while sniffing Their Manhood during the whole ceremony. She will probably use it to hide the condom in Her mouth. Best to keep it in front of Her mouth when She needs to talk. That way She reads Her vows to you or say "Yes" while sniffing Her Lovers Penises. Just after She has said "Yes", or just before "the Kiss", She bites down on the condom releasing His load in Her mouth and holding it there until She kisses you and "snowballs" you Her lovers cum during the kiss. Afterwards, She can use Her handkerchief to wipe Her mouth and secretly removing the condom from Her mouth. After the cake, She will offer you this as chewing gum for you to chew on the whole party long! During the reception Her Lovers come to congratulate you, You will recognize them because they will hand you the ripped condom packages during the handshake and will kiss the Bride on the mouth (or not). She will order you to show them your "chewing gum" if you have had that already. When the wedding night begins, She will make you lick Her sweat from between Her Legs and cunt and make you reach the filled condom of Her Lover which was inside Her all day with your tongue and pull it out. Then She makes you put your wedding ring between Her Pussy lips and She places Her wedding ring on Her clit. Then She opens the condom and dumps the load all over Her clit and wedding ring and lets the cum drip down Her Pussy and over your wedding ring. She makes you lick it off proving your love and submissiveness to Her, but are not allowed to touch the wedding rings. These are saved for last. Then She removes the soaked rings and keeps them in Her hand. You clean the rest of Her Pussy and clit. Lastly She spits on the cum-soaked rings in Her hand and She drops both rings in your mouth and makes you lick Her hand clean. After you sucked clean the rings, you slide Her ring back on Her finger and put yours in your ass. You keep it there until the wedding night is over and suck it clean - or better yet: until She has had Her first Lover in your new marriage with you and then lick it clean... Best is when above mentioned is done, the two Lovers come in and have your wedding night for you. When they leave and you lick the cum off your new Wife, She allows you to remove the ring form your ass and suck it clean. That way She will always look troubled when referring or seeing your wedding ring...! back to home page: Cuckold Stories
     
      Posted on : Jan 16, 2014 | Comments (1)
     
    Painful Ways to Make Your cuckold slave Masturbate

    1. The cuckold must eat his own cum. To my mind, this is a basic requirement, omitted only when Mistress is feeling merciful. Not only is it very humiliating for most men, performing such an act immediately after coming, when desire and therefore submissiveness is at its lowest level, is difficult for many. Drinking it from a cupped hand and licking the hand clean is the simplest method, but squirting into a shot glass, drink, or cup of coffee can also be fun. 2. When the cuckold husband has not come for a while, Mistress gives him a choice just before a meal. he either can expect an additional prolonged period without orgasm, or he must squirt all over his meal before eating it. 3. A variation of this was offered via e-mail: The slave's meal is the leftovers from Mistress' meal, the plate is placed on the floor before he comes onto the food, and he must eat like a dog, without utensils or using his hands. 4. Previously, the cuckold has saved his cum in an ice cube tray. (For a full-sized cube, several orgasms would be needed.) Mistress has him suck on the cum cube while he masturbates. he must prove to Her with open mouth that the cube is completely gone before he is allowed to climax. 5. The slave must come repeatedly into one of those plastic forms for making a Popsicle. After it's full, when Mistress wants to humiliate him severely, She makes him suck and lick it until it's all gone. If they're into Her having lovers or being served by other slaves, he must suck on his "cumsickle," sitting in a chair with all but one arm tied up, watching Her receive Her pleasure. 6. The slave cuckold must masturbate lying on his back, with his legs raised and down over his head (yoga "plow" position) so the tip of his cock is as close to his face as possible. (Extra points if he can suck his own cock!) he must come all over his face. Place a towel under his head to take care of misses. 7. Same as above, except the slave must come into his open mouth. Mistress watches closely, and slave gets 10 strokes with the riding crop for every spurt that fails to get into his mouth. 8. Being allowed to lick his cum off his Mistress body is such a treat that it makes the task of consuming it almost pleasant. For maximum humiliation, She can require him to squirt directly into the depression of Her asshole as She holds Her cheeks apart. Then he must lick up every elusive drop. The disadvantage is that She cannot see his humiliation, but this can be overcome by having him perform before several spectators who can describe the action to Her and jeer him. pic property of Divine Bitches 9. cuckold husband must come all over Mistress' largest dildo. Then he must lick it clean, just as if he were cleaning a real cock. 10. slave masturbates wearing an unlubricated condom. When he comes, he must carefully remove it, not spilling a single drop. he kneels before Mistress, hands Her the condom, and waits with his head back and his mouth open. Mistress turns the condom inside out, emptying it into the slave's mouth. Then She drops the rubber into his mouth. he must suck on his "cum-gum" until all his spending is recycled. 11. slave must masturbate with nipple clamps on. If She cares to participate, Mistress ties a thong to the chain between the clamps and jerks on it to encourage Her slave. Of course, She forces him to keep stroking himself for quite a while before She lets him come. If he loses his erection, he is punished. If he comes too soon, he is punished *VERY* severely! 12. Instead of, or in addition to, the nipple, slave must wear one or more clothespins or clamps on the front of his tongue. After he's allowed to orgasm, and has eaten his cum, he must pleasure Mistress as long as She likes with his sore tongue. pic property of Divine Bitches 13. Next is a rapid orgasm game, best done when the slave has come fairly recently. (If not, Mistress just makes him climax once, eat his cum, and the games continue.) slave wears adjustable nipple clamps that are *VERY* severe at the tightest setting. he begins with them fairly loose, but at the end of every minute he fails to come, Mistress tightens the clamps a half turn. 14. A plastic bag or an empty two-liter pop bottle is attached to the clamps. For every minute the slave fails to come, a certain number of pennies is put into the bag or a measured amount of water is poured into the bottle. 15. The cuckold must wear a weighted ball parachute. Weights are added if he takes too long to come. One easy way to do this is attach the two-liter bottle and fill it in stages. If his jerking off doesn't make the weights bounce enough to amuse his Mistress, She applies Her riding crop to his stretched balls. Then he'll dance for Her! 16. The slave must masturbate while kneeling or standing barefoot on a rice-covered hard floor, or on upturned bottle caps. 17. Once he's gotten his cock hard, the slave must coat it with a mentholated gel or "deep heat" muscle rub. Once the rub is on, he must put on a condom and continue masturbating. Experiment to find out which varieties the slave can handle and in what quantity. If his cock is too tough for the rub to burn enough, try his worthless balls! 18. Be very careful with this one; experiment cautiously before using it in play! This is another of the "escalating pain" scenarios. slave lies on his back. An electric iron is placed on his stomach. he is given the command to jerk off at the same time as Mistress plugs in the iron. Since a very gradual increase to unbearable pain is wanted, Mistress must unplug and replug the iron repeatedly. Depending on the power of the iron, something like 15 seconds on alternated with 10 seconds off might be about right. But put Your own iron on Your thigh and check it out first! 19. The cuckold husband has as many minutes to orgasm as days since his last come. If he came yesterday, he must come in just one minute! If it's been a week, seven minutes. If he fails, he is punished severely. A good lesson for a slave who complains that he doesn't get to come enough! Of course, this whole thing is at his Mistress' command, so he can't wait for his hornyness to build up enough to make it easy. 20. Mistress rolls three dice. slave must come before that number of minutes (3 - 18) or be punished. 21. Same as above, except that slave must come *EXACTLY* at the required number of minutes. One stroke of the riding crop for every second early or late. 22. Nothing is worse than *HAVING* to come and not be able to, especially when you'll be punished for the failure to obey. If Your slave complains about not being allowed to orgasm often enough, take one die. The number You (or he, if You wish him to determine his own fate) roll is the number of times he *MUST* orgasm. Then roll two dice. The total is the number of minutes he has for reaching each climax. This scene can range from the luxurious -- two orgasms, 12 minutes for each one -- to the impossible: six orgasms with two minutes for each. A variation is to use three or four dice for the second roll and the number rolled is the total time for all the orgasms. Either way, failure to make the deadline, or to come the required number of times, must be punished. 23. Here's another way to create a challenging deadline even for a cuckold who's not been allowed to come for some time. Mistress rolls three dice. The resulting number -- 3 to 18 -- is divided by the number of days since the slave has climaxed. This is how many minutes he has to come. Thus, if the roll is 4 + 3 + 5 = 12, and the slave has not come for 20 days, he has 12 / 20 = 0.6 minutes = 36 seconds, to jerk himself to orgasm. No matter how horny he is, can he do it? If not, he must be punished! 24. Before the slave begins, he is given a glass filled with Mistress' golden nectar. he must hold a full mouthful in his mouth without swallowing while he masturbates. When he comes, he must swallow the nectar before eating his own cum. As a variation, he might be required to drink his own nectar instead of his Mistress'. 25. slave is required to squirt his cum into the nectar that remains in the glass. Then he must drink it all. 26. cuckold slave is given a large container of nectar -- either saved up in the refrigerator, Mistress' mixed with his own, or the nectar of several Mistresses -- and must drink it all before being allowed to come. 27. slave masturbates while lying on his back in the bathtub. When he comes, he squirts all over the front of his body. Mistress then rinses it off him . . . with a golden shower. The tub drain is closed, and the slave lies in the nectar for a time while he contemplates how lucky he is to have such a thoughtful Mistress. 28. Once again, the slave is in the tub with the drain closed -- and perhaps a very full bladder after being forced to drink lots of fluids. he must piss all over himself, then lie in the pee while he jerks off. Maybe he needs to lie there until he can rinse himself off with more pee. 29. For more liquid volume to use in any of the above pee games, make the slave piss into a "slave toilet" -- a gallon glass jug with a funnel in the top. (The wonderful web site of Mistress Patricia, currently has a great picture of Her slave doing just this.) Save all day, or for several days until full (refrigerate between fillings if you do this), then pour it instead of, or in addition to, fresh Mistress Nectar or slave piss. The humiliations of having to pee this way, and also knowing the eventual use of the piss, are powerful additions to the process leading up to the final disposal. 30. It's humiliating to have to masturbate for your sexual satisfaction, particularly if you must put on a show. It's also humiliating for a "straight" man to have something up his ass. So ass play and jerking off is a perfect combination. For starters, make the slave masturbate with a butt plug inserted. If you have a dildo you can mount on a board, have him "ride" it up and down while he jerks off. 31. For more intimacy, make the cuckold insert a finger of his non-active hand up his own ass while jerking off. Glove and lubricate for safety. 32. Same as above, except the slave must use the hand he normally jerks off with on his ass. The clumsiness of a right-handed slave trying to masturbate with his left hand must be seen -- or experienced -- to be believed! 33. If She has a strap-on, Mistress can fuck Her slave while he jerks off. 34. Make the slave masturbate while holding in an enema. He cannot release it until he climaxes and eats his cum all up. 35. As noted above, for most men, masturbation is a humiliating way to be forced to get sexual satisfaction. Even more so if others are watching. So increase the humiliation by inviting several woman friends over to observe the fun. If they're not really into the Scene -- but can be trusted to keep their mouths shut -- even better. Many women are constantly pressured by their mates to have sex when they'd rather not. Even if they're "straight," a lot of them probably would enjoy watching a humbled male jerk off for their amusement, then eat his own cum! pic property of Divine Bitches 36. To make the humiliation even greater, make the audience a mixed male and female one. With a little coaching, they can jeer at the slave, commenting on his useless cock, nonexistent manhood, and generally pitiful situation. 37. If Mistress is a member of a BDSM social/party group, She can make Her slave's masturbation a central entertainment of the party. he is in a darkened room, spotlight on him, while he jerks off and eats the result. (No one in the group will ever take his claims to be a "switch" seriously again!) 38. Another way to increase the humiliation is for Mistress to be pleasured by another man or woman while Her slave must masturbate. Depending on their personal sex-with-others limits, Mistress can satisfyingly -- and loudly! -- get fucked by a lover or another slave, or receive oral worship from a man or woman. All the while, She points out to the slave that She can get pleasure from sex with other people, while he has to provide it for himself, and even then only when She is generous to allow it. Even if they have limits that rule out sex with anyone else, Mistress can use a vibrator or dildo, all the while comparing the satisfaction it's giving Her to the uselessness of the slave's puny cock. 39. Masturbation in each other's presence is an excellent way for a Mistress to get Her slave used to interacting with another man. If safety concerns permit, Her eventual goal should be for two (or more) male slaves to "put on a show" for Her by stroking and sucking each other. There's *NOTHING* more humiliating for a fully heterosexual man than to be turned into a slave cocksucker for the amusement of his Mistress and whomever She chooses to share the spectacle with -- and therefore no more powerful way for a straight sub to prove his obedience and submission. To start, make them jerk off while facing and watching each other. Mistress makes humiliating comments throughout. 40. Combine the above with any technique previously described. Make them jerk off using their "wrong" hands with the other up their asses. See who can swing his ball weights most spectacularly. 41. Have a contest to see who can come first. Winner gets to worship Mistress' pussy; loser gets whipped, then must sit and watch the other two with a butt plug up his ass and nipple clamps on. If it's been a while since either has come, make them each come once first, to get the edge off their hornyness, then have the contest. 42. Each slave gets one of Mistress' feet. Each must jerk off on his foot, then lick it up. If all participants are certified safe to everyone's satisfaction, make each slave lick up the other's cum. 43. If safety concerns limit each slave to eating his own cum only, many amusing games can still be played. The slave Mistress wishes to humiliate more must squirt on the other slave's ass, then lick it off. Licking his own cum out of deep inside another man's ass crack and around his asshole is even worse. Perhaps the other slave should be worshipping the Mistress with his mouth while the humiliated slave must lick his ass. What an ordeal if the cum licker regards himself as the primary slave and the pussy worshiper is only an "occasional"! 44. One slave gets himself hard, then puts on a condom (nonlube for best taste). The other slave then must masturbate and squirt all over the first slave's cock, as with the dildo in #7 above, then lick his own cum off the other slave's rubber-covered cock. A safe way to receive the humiliation of being a cocksucker as well as a cum-eater! 45. Once they’ve become a little more comfortable masturbating in each others' presence (if they get *TOO* comfortable, however, much of the fun is gone for the Mistress!) the slaves must masturbate one another at the same time. Each catches his own cum in his free hand and eats it. Or, if both are safe, each must eat the other's cum. With more than two slaves, one Mistress or a group can set up Her own circle jerk. 46. Same as above, except as a contest. Both slaves try to get the other to come; both try to hold back their own orgasm. The loser is the one who comes first. Maybe the loser has to take one stroke of the crop for every second longer the other slave can hold out. Maybe the winner gets to worship Mistress' pussy. Maybe both. have fun © Cuckold Husband - Humiliated Cuckold - Humiliated Husband back to home page: Cuckold Stories
     
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    FEMDOM and MENSTRUAL SLAVERY

    FEMDOM and MENSTRUAL SLAVERY Why menstrual slavery? What appeal does menstrual slavery hold? Many women grow up with the unfortunate experience of having been taught, either directly or by observation of others' reactions, that menstruation is to be regarded with fear, distaste, annoyance, or a combination of these reactions. For some women, this has tainted their view of a completely natural function of their bodies and sexuality, turning the menses into an ordeal to be dreaded rather than appreciated. And often, such an attitude transfers to the woman's partner. But by involving one's sub/slave partner, the menses becomes a special time between the two, whereby both Domme and sub/slave can come to understand, appreciate, and enjoy this part of her sexuality. In order for you to get the most out of your slave, I think it's important to consider why you and/or he find it arousing, so that you can maximize your treatment of him. Here are some possible "draws" to menstrual slavery for your slave boy: 1. Humiliation: Your sub/slave may find the humiliation of play with your soiled menstrual paraphernalia an intense reminder of how completely he is controlled by you. 2. Intimacy: For many women, the menses is a personal time. Your sub/slave may find that the privilege of being allowed to participate in your period is a very intimate way for the two of you to connect. 3. Worship of Femininity: The menses is wholly feminine. It's another affirmation of the glorious differences between the sexes. Most likely, your sub/slave adores these differences, revels in your femininity, worships it. 4. Feminization: If your sub/slave enjoys being feminized, this is a way for him to live vicariously through you. (Suggestions on ways to involve your sissy-sub/slave are included later.) 5. Blood Appeal: If you and your sub/slave enjoy blood sports, menstrual slavery is a natural extension of that interest. 6. Mysticism/Taboo: In many cultures, the menses is mystical, possibly to the point that it is a cultural taboo. Our cycles correspond almost exactly to the phases of the moon; some cultures and religions hold that women become more powerful during their "moon time" or have supernatural abilities, and the blood of a menstruating woman may be considered sacred. Perhaps the spiritual aspect of your relationship may be explored through your sub/slave's menstrual servitude. Duties of the menstrual slave: What does a menstrual slave do? Hmmm... just about anything you can think of for him to do! Some ideas (season to taste): 1. The slave will (after consulting with Mistress as to her personal preferences) purchase all pads, tampons, Midol, wet-wipes, douches, etc., that are required to care for Mistress during her period. 2a. The slave is responsible for attending to Mistress's personal hygiene during the duration of her period. This includes following Mistress (on hands and knees) into the bathroom when she uses it and will kneel before her as she uses the toilet. The menstrual slave will check, by sight and by questioning whether she feels the need to have her pads or tampons changed, how she desires to be cleaned (tongue, wash cloth, wet-wipes, douche, etc.), and checking to see if she needs new panties. 2b. If Mistress and her slave are in public (restaurant, theatre, etc.) when she uses the bathroom, the slave will follow her to the door of the bathroom, kissing Mistress's hand as a sign of respect, before she enters the bathroom. The slave will wait at the door of the restroom, until Mistress emerges, where he will greet her with another kiss of her hand. (Or substitute any other appropriate show of devotion.) 3. Mistress's panties, if soiled with blood, are to be hand-laundered by the slave. 4. The slave is to pay extra-special attention to Mistress's breasts and abdomen, and will tend to any discomfort she may be experiencing. The slave may suggest gentle massage, heating pads, ibuprofen, soothing drinks, etc. for Mistress's comfort. 5. If Mistress keeps track of her period on a calendar or planner, it is the slave's duty to record the start date, end date, and make any daily notes regarding amount of flow, special pain or sensitivity Mistress feels, swelling or bloating, body temperature, menstrual headaches, moods, sexual energy, or any other special charting Mistress wishes to have recorded for medical or fertility purposes. 6. If Mistress uses the birth control pill, she may require her slave to feed it to her daily at an appointed time. 7. The slave will create a menstrual kit to be carried when away from home. The kit may include items such as pads, tampons, disposable douches, Wet Wipes, panties, K-Y or Astroglide and food dye (see #8 in Privileges/punishments section), red nail polish, a red ribbon or string, a red marker, Midol or ibuprofen, latex gloves if applicable, spare birth control (hormonal supplements) if applicable, spare hand towel, etc. This can be packed in a small duffel bag, diaper bag, or another bag with compartments. (A red bag would be fun!) 8. The slave will keep his own special "period panties" to be worn during the duration of Mistress's period, out of respect for this special time. 9. The slave will conduct online research into the menstrual cycle, to gain a better understanding of Mistress's health and menstrual experience. (See "Resources" for some URL's to get him started). 10. Sheets and bedding will be cleaned by the slave. If Mistress enjoys blood play during her period, a rubber sheet may be used to keep the mattress from staining during sex and sleep. Privileges / punishments for your menstrual slave: Depending on your personal viewpoint, and your sub's affinity or distaste for the following activities, these suggestions may serve either as privileges or as punishments. Tweak these ideas to your liking: 1. When attending to Mistress's needs in the bathroom, the slave will kiss the pad each time Mistress's panties come down. When Mistress uses a tampon, the slave will briefly suckle on the string. 2. The slave will lick Mistress clean of blood (optional: and urine) when she is finished using the bathroom--or at any time of her spontaneous choosing. 3. The slave will wear a red ribbon around his wrist during the entire duration of Mistress's period as a reminder to him of his position as Mistress's period slut. (If asked about this in public, the slave may make whatever explanation Mistress has told him to give--or better, leave it up to him to make an excuse. That's his worry, not Mistress's.) 4. Mistress may mark her slave with her blood to remind him of his servitude. (A well-saturated tampon works well as a "magic marker"!) The forehead, chin, and lips are good candidates for such marking, as are the chest, abdomen, pubic mound, back, and buttocks. 5. Mistress may collect her blood to be mixed into the slave's drink/food, or to be consumed by itself (see the Resources list for a device to collect menstrual blood). 6. Mistress may give the submissive her used tampon to suckle as a pacifier or lollipop (or freeze it and serve it to him as a popsicle!). 7. The slave may be gagged with Mistress's used pads (check first to make sure the lining is intact, so none of the padding is accidentally inhaled). 8. Mistress may require her slave to have a "sympathy period." The slave wears pads in his underpants/panties, and/or tampons (lubricated, otherwise the cotton may stick and shred) in his ass during the duration of Mistress's period. Further, Mistress may choose to simulate menstrual flow in the slave by coating his cock and balls with honey, K-Y or Astroglide, or similar sticky substances. (Bonus: add food coloring! Be careful about staining clothing in case of leaks.) 9. The slave may be required to wear Mistress's own soiled pads and tampons. 10. Mistress may have her period slut kneel before her used pads/tampons and masturbate to climax upon them. (Variation 1: the slave must then wear the pad/tampon.) (Variation 2: the slave must lick his cum from the pad/tampon.) 11. For humor or humiliation, after using a pad, Mistress may carefully remove the pad and re-stick it upon the slave's body (the forehead is nice). 12. The slave may be marked with a red pen or marker on the hand, arm, or other visible areas, to be worn in public. The marking may be a symbolic letter ("P" for period, punishment, privileged; "S" for sub, slave, or slut; etc.) or word ("bad," "good," etc.). For added intensity, write something explicit on the slave's upper arm, where it will be covered by a shirt sleeve while he is out, but has the delicious possibility of being discovered ("blood slut," "fuck toy," "period sissy," etc.). 13. Mistress may choose to have her slave serve other BDSM friends who are experiencing their menses. [NOTE: See WARNING above concerning safety considerations involved with blood play!!!] 14. Mistress may send her slave out in public (to the store to buy tampons) with his mouth stuffed with a tampon. If the slave opens his mouth, he risks discovery. 15. The slave may have to wash out used tampons to be recycled for Mistress to use on him. 16. Mistress may paint one or all of the slave's toenails a bright blood-red to remind him of his servitude. 17. Mistress may call her slave by special names during her period: blood slut, rag-head, red dick, Bloody Mary, etc. 18. If the slave works outside the home, Mistress may request him to come home over lunch or dinner break to clean her and change her pads or tampons, and/or to undergo any humiliation she may enjoy watching. (Drop to his knees upon entering the apartment/house and masturbate while licking her bloody pussy, etc.) Introduction into menstrual slavery: For the next several days, you will commit yourself to being my menstrual slave. Your purpose will be to pay homage to my womanhood as though it were your own, for I chose to share this with you. This is my gift to you, but it has a price. If you choose now to submit to this gift, then you accept the following duties which befit a period slut: 1. You will accompany me to the bathroom at all times unless otherwise instructed. If we are in public, you will accompany me to the door of the ladies room, where you will kiss my right hand. You will wait there until I emerge, at which time you will greet my return with another hand-kiss. 2. In the apartment, you will sit at my knee while I use the toilet. 3. You will acknowledge your submission as my menstrual slave by kissing my pad each time my panties come down, or if I am wearing a tampon alone, by fetching the string with your mouth and suckling it briefly. 4. It is the menstrual slave's duty to change my pads and tampons when I require clean ones, and to wash out my panties by hand. 5. When I am finished at the toilet, you will clean me with your mouth unless otherwise instructed. As my period slut, you may benefit from the following privileges at my discretion: 1. You may be marked (either visibly or under your clothing when in public) by the blood of my womanhood upon your skin. 2. You may be allowed to wear my pads in your panties. 3. You may be allowed to wear my tampons in your slutty hole. 4. You may be allowed to service me sexually as I bathe your cock with my menstrual blood. HOME: Cuckold Stories
     
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