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In my first two stories I related how I discovered my pet's penchant for being dominated sexually and how, while I loved Anthony, had more sexual need than he could hope to fulfill with his cock alone. Still, I was falling in love with Anthony

Yet, while Anthony might be my soul mate, he has never been misled into believing that he could fully satisfy my needs or that there wouldn’t be others who would be called upon by me to give me what I needed.

The bottom line is that I want it all. I want my sexual demands satisfied, but I also wanted to find my soul mate. 

That's where Anthony came in. I ran into Anthony at work several times. We then worked in the same building. I often come off as distant at first but Anthony was always friendly.

Eventually he asked me out he took things slow at first which was killing me because, while I was fucking other men throughout our courtship, I knew that Anthony might be the one with whom I could find a real relationship. There was definitely sexual chemistry between us and during every date and for hours after my pussy would ache. I would get so wet on our dates that I was afraid people could see a wet spot.



When Anthony and I first made love, he absolutely rocked my world. His cock was thicker and longer than I was used to at first and the first time we made love his cock would touch my cervix, which actually hurt a little bit, but it hurt so good and I quickly learned to love to goad him into fucking me as hard as he possibly could and I came like a freight train, cum gushing out of me like I'd never experienced, soaking us both.



Nothing about Anthony said, "submissive man, looking for dominatrix."

He's a foot taller than me, he weighs twice as much as me, he's muscular and strong and he has the perfect cock. When he wraps those huge arms around me he can hold me immobile, grab the back of my head and kiss me so deeply and passionately that I can almost cum from that alone. 



At the same time, Anthony clearly loved to perform oral sex on me. I'd never experienced a man who so loved the art of cunnilingus and it made me feel sexy and desired. Other lovers, probably due to youth and inexperience, would give me cursory oral sex and made me feel that they were doing me a favor.

Anthony acts like my allowing him to perform oral sex on me is a gift to him. He treats my pussy and ass alternately like he tasting the finest of wines, then changes into a man who acts like he's dying of thirst and the only liquid within miles is the cum he his sucking from my pussy. In short, Anthony could give me what no other one man had ever given me. He could pound into me with that amazing cock and give me 10 more orgasms with his velvet tongue and miraculous lips.



When I found Anthony's porn stash, I admit I was turned on and the sex we had that day was particularly amazing. I'd stumbled upon something amazing and a little bit scary. I had no experience with dominating a man or using a strapon with a man. I didn't want some wimpy guy. I wanted a big, strong guy to pick me up, throw me on the bed and fuck my brains out until I couldn't move, or didn't want to. However, as I described in my prior stories, there was something of the dominant in me that intrigued me and that I needed, while not knowing entirely why or how.

So, when we parted after the amazing sex the night I found his stash and he came clean about that part of himself, I did some research in an effort to learn more about the whole "dominatrix" thing. 

The next day at work was a waste for me. I spent the whole day researching the web for everything I could find out about female domination and the men who need it. First, big surprise, I found out how common it is, along with how surprisingly common the smoking fetish is. Then, armed with what I had found, I figured I'd use what we woman always use, manipulation and sex, to get Anthony to reveal everything to me. And I do mean everything.

I wanted to know just how deep his desire to be dominated went. I wanted him to reveal to me every aspect of his fantasies, however dark and twisted he thought they were. I began to have my own dark urges and I was afraid that Anthony would, at some point, say “no.”



I knew Anthony would be afraid to open up if I just came out and asked him about his desires. I knew generally where his kinks were and I knew from the prior weekend that the only way I could be sure he'd be honest with me is if I first drove him wild with lust by nipping at the edges of what I'd already seen until he needed me desperately. Once I had him crazy with lust, I'd drive him a little further then push him until I found his limits, and mine. 

All of my plans would work best if he at least thought that I had experience in this area. I knew that if I were stocked up with the accoutrements of the game, he'd be comfortable that I wasn't judging him. He'd think that I found his kinks perfectly acceptable and maybe even desirable. Then he'd open up, both literally and figuratively.



So, armed with my research and driven by my genuine feelings for Anthony and the knowledge that no other man had ever come close to satisfying my own sexual cravings, I did some online shopping. I had noticed with a mixture of arousal and surprise that some of the strapons in the videos at Anthony's house were huge. On the other hand, I'd had limited and not all that pleasant experience with anal sex myself. I didn't see how anyone could take dildos of the size I saw in Anthony's videos.

Still, I was beginning to realize that I was going to want to push Anthony to and beyond any limits he thought he might have.

I’m in the enviable positions of having inherited several acres outside of Santa Fe, New Mexico. I have several quarter horses, a nice, secluded new ranch house and the luxury of having young males around working with the horses, both mine and those who board at my place. In addition, because I’m nearly full-blood Native American, I receive substantial income from Native sources. It was those resources that allowed me to spend the time to obtain my Ph.D. in linguistic-anthropology and allow me to work on endangered native languages without any student debt.

So, since money was not an object for me, I went a little crazy in my shopping for sex toys. 

 I had every intention of extracting as much pleasure as I could for myself while giving Anthony what he needed. With that in mind, I discovered two double-ended dildos, the Share XL and the Feeldo. The problem seemed to be that they were all quite a bit smaller than what I'd seen in Anthony's videos. After some more searching, I found a larger version of the feeldo and I bought it along with four larger strapons in various increasing length and girth, though I remained skeptical that Anthony could take any of the largest three which were too large even for my pussy; I know because I couldn’t wait to try them when they arrived. I also bought multiple harnesses, not knowing which would be the most secure and comfortable. Finally, I bought a variety of anal “training” devices from ordinary butt plugs to an inflatable butt plug, two kinds of lubricant and an odd syringe thing for inserting the lubricant and four different male chastity cages, figuring, what the hell?

Anthony was going to think I'd been doing this my whole lift and that's just what I wanted him to think. 

The stuff arrived in days. But Anthony and I went on two dates before I brought the stuff out with him. The sex was still amazing but I began to push the dominant role and demand Anthony’s submission.

Anthony couldn’t get enough of me in the dominant role. He loved it when I forced him to perform oral sex on me. The rougher I was with him, the more he seemed to like it. And it resulted in countless powerful orgasms for me and no part of me was opposed to that. On top of all of that, it made me very hot that Anthony wanted to please me so much. I do love to take charge of my own sexual needs and I discovered that I liked having my body worshipped by the man I love. Now I was really becoming aroused by the idea of bending him over and fucking him senseless until he couldn't walk, just like I occasionally let him do to me.

On the second of the two dates, I was what I considered to be very dominant with him. I called him my pussy slave repeatedly, forced him to admit that he loved licking my pussy, swallowing my cum and licking my cum off my ass after I came. And somewhere in the middle of all of it, he would become wild with lust and savagely fuck me. I mean fuck me hard. So there I was, getting 3 or 4 orgasms from his lips and tongue, then getting completely fucked, then getting 3 or 4 more orgasms again from his lips and tongue as I drifted off to sleep. I was beginning to feel like I was in heaven. 

When the toys arrived, I called Anthony and told him that I wanted to discuss our relationship and that I had some concerns I wanted to discuss with him. I asked him to come to my house after dinner so we could talk.

When he arrived I fixed him a drink and we sat down together. I wore clothes that could pass for work clothes but were way too sexy for work. I tried to look somewhat in command, though I was soaking wet from the time I hung up the phone. 



"Anthony, there is something I think we need to talk about."

He looked nervous but he simply responded:



"Sure, anything."



"Well, those movies at your house, the ones with the dildos. Do you really have any interest in that?" Anthony appeared even more nervous and a little confused.



"Not if you're not into it. I mean, um, not really, I mean, um, why do you ask?"



"Well, there's something I need to tell you." I was in uncharted territory, of course.

Anthony looked both nervous and confused. 



"Those movies, the strapons. You said you'd never done that before, except on yourself. I need to know, Anthony, because there's something I need to tell you."



"I have never done it before. I've only fantasized about it and toyed with a dildo alone, on myself, I mean.” He began to stutter and turn red. “I've never even told anybody about it. I've certainly never done it. In fact, I think it might be something that should just stay a fantasy. It might hurt."

He wasn't sure what he was supposed to say at this point so I used the opportunity to both put him on, and take him off the hook as it were. I was going to set him free because I knew that it was something he was at least going to have to try or he would always wonder. If he didn't find out with me, his fantasies might lead him to someone else eventually.


"Well, Anthony, that's what I wanted to talk to you about. You see, I love to take charge. I love that you are my pussy slave. But what I really love is to truly take charge."



I could see in his eyes that it was beginning to dawn on Anthony what I was saying, or was about to say.



"What I am saying, Anthony, is that one of the things I really love is to strap on one of my dildos, bend my man over, and fuck him in the ass just like the women in your movies. I was afraid to tell you about it until I found those movies in your house. Then I thought maybe you weren't interested in actually doing it: That was just a fantasy that you would be afraid to pursue. But, Anthony, it's something I really love. I've always loved it. Anthony, I really want to fuck you Anthony. I want to fuck you hard, just the way you fuck me, harder in fact.”

He looked shocked: 
"One of your dildos! You have more than one strap-on dildo!" Now he was both nervous and excited. It was time to close the deal and find out how this would all play out. I slowed down considerably leaned back and began to turn on the mistress act. 



"Anthony, sweetie, would you please go in the kitchen and get us another drink and I'll tell you everything.”

At this point Anthony need a drink as much as I did. Keep in mind that before a week ago Anthony had never seen me smoke a cigarette but I could tell that it drove them crazy. So while he was in the kitchen pouring drinks, I lit a sexy 120 and put my feet up on the couch. When Anthony returned, I could see the distinctive bulge in his pants that indicated I was going in the right direction. 



"So, Anthony, what if I really needed to take you? What if I needed to fuck you, fuck you hard, fuck you with a big dildo, make you bleed just like a virgin? Could you do that for me? Could you bend over and let me fuck you in the ass with a dildo even bigger than your own cock? Or, better yet, with a dildo as big as those you fantasize about when you watch your videos?"



"Um, I don't know, I think one that big might hurt, I don't know, I've never . . . , um, I don't know, . . . "



"Well, Anthony, it should hurt, at least a little, don’t you think? Didn’t it hurt your first girlfriend when you rammed her with that magnificent cock of yours? Didn’t it bleed the first few times? Isn’t that exactly what you want, Anthony? Don't you love it when I pinch your cute little nipples hard? Don't you love it when I'm crushing your face and you can't breathe?"
I was smoking my cigarette slowly and as sexually as I could, occasionally exhaling smoke directly in his face is a pierced him with my eyes.



"Tell you what," I raised my skirt and spread my legs revealing that I was not wearing underwear. "Why don't you eat my pussy while you think about your answer. "

I began to pull his head toward my already dripping pussy. As usual, he started so sweetly and gently, and I moaned softly just under my breath. 



"Come on Anthony, you know you really want, you know you want to hurt just a little, don't you?

He looked up at me with those beautiful eyes and a blow a thick stream of smoke directly into his face.

"Come on Anthony, you know you want me to fuck you with my big strap-on, don't you? Please let me Anthony. I need it. I need to make you mine. I need to make you my bitch at least sometimes so you won't stray. I need to make you mine."

And with that, I began to grind his face harder into my pussy. 



"Oh yes, baby, eat my pussy baby, just like that, be my little pussy slave."

At that point a gentle wave of a small but satisfying orgasm shot through my body and I held his head against my pussy as I squirted into his mouth.

"Ooooohhhh, that's it baby, don't let it spill on my sofa, swallow all of that cum. You know you love it."



I relaxed for a few minutes before I could speak again.

"Oh, that was so nice. Let's go into the bedroom."

The second we got into the bedroom I pushed him back over my bed crawled up and straddled his face with my still dripping and very swollen pussy. I slid my pussy lips over his nose and began to rock backward and forward, basically smothering his face. If I leaned back at all, he could not breathe; my ass would seal off his mouth.

I reached back and began to pinch his nipples. That always drove him crazy and he arched his back and began to struggle to breathe under me. I love it when he struggles to breathe. He'd lift up and push his nose into me, wiggling it from side to side trying to get even a little oxygen. I did not want to have another orgasm yet. 

I had practiced with the feeldo both with and without a harness and found that if the harness were very tight and I manipulated the business end of the feeldo just right, it would hit my G-spot and I was certain that if I were horny enough I could have orgasm while I fucked Anthony in the ass. That was something I really wanted to try. I also found that if I ground the regular dildos against the harness, they hit my clit and if I did it hard enough I could get myself off. I was anxious to see how it would all work in real life and to see which if the dildos I would be able to work into his tight little ass. 



I slid down his chest, looked directly into his face and said: "you want to make me happy don't you?"



"Yes."

He said, still trying to catch his breath. “Anthony” I said, “there is something else, too.”

“What, my darling, I’ll do anything for you.”

“That’s exactly what I like to hear. You know how I love your cock. It’s beautiful and amazing and it drives me crazy with pleasure. But I don’t want to share it with anyone.”

“But sweetie, there is no one else!” I swear!”

“Oh, I know there is no one else. But I also know how much more you can please me if I control when and how often you come. I wouldn’t know that you truly love me if you wore a device that ensured that you only have orgasms while you were with me.”

Anthony could only begin to stutter,

“Uh, uh, um . . .”
I put my index finger to his lips to shush him.



"Stay right here. Don't move."



I'd given a lot of thought to which of the cages and dildos to start with. I didn’t want the cage to be uncomfortable, even if it restrained his erection but I’d decided that I needed the dildo that I fucked him with to be just a little to big. I needed him to feel what a real virgin feels, I needed to see a little blood, much like the blood that I saw the first time a man fucked me.

I put it on one of the harnesses and selected the Fun Factory Share XL, a double ended dildo of remarkable size with bulbous bumps on the recipient’s end. It is designed to use without a harness but I intended to fuck Anthony hard and long and I felt more secure using a harness. Plus, it was the larges dildo with an end that went inside me and I loved the way its design hit my G-spot.

I adjusted it so it was very firm and tight inside me. I also grabbed the two larger dildos for effect along with the inflatable and regular butt plug. 

When I returned to the bedroom, I showed Anthony the chastity device first. I laid it aside and told him we’d get to that later if he passed my tests first. I wanted to let him think that his place in my life was not secure just yet.

Anthony was taken aback by the size and bulbous growths on the Share. Then I picked up the largest of the dildos, 12 inches overall with about 10 inches insertable and over 2 inches in diameter.

I looked directly into Anthony’s eyes:

"God, I'd love to stretch your tight ass with this but I think I better start with this one" and began in insert the Share into my pussy and through the harness.

"Oh, I just can't wait to fuck you with this you little virgin."



"That's to big! It's going to hurt me," he looked into my eyes with actual fear. 



I continued to look directly into his eyes:

"I know" I said as I poured lubricant on it and began to stroke it with my hands just the way men do. "But I know you want it and to hurt and I need it to hurt just like all those virgins you fucked with that monster of yours. Didn’t they bleed? Didn’t they say it hurt?”

“Well, no, I mean . . . I was gentle, you know me, I’m very considerate . . . Please, it’s too big!” I'm serious, that won't fit!"



"Oh, don't be such a baby."

I climbed up on the bed facing his feet and sat down on his face. "Shut up and lick my ass for awhile and I'll try to help you out."

Now I had Anthony with his tongue in my ass and my own big cock jutting out in front of me. I was really beginning to enjoy this. I looked back over my shoulder and told Anthony

"Don't worry, I'll lube you up so it won't hurt too much."

I put on some rubber as I began to run lubricant over his cock and into his ass. The first thing that entered his ass was a syringe full of lubricant. It was very small and he jumped when it went in.

“Ouch! That hurts.”

Oh, Anthony, that’s just the lube applicator, your just anticipating. You need to relax.?

Once I had him well lubed, I began to work the inflatable butt plug into his ass. This was when I hit my first real resistance. It was clearly a tight fit, although much smaller than the dildos that I would soon be pounding him with.

He began to moan underneath me. 



"Oh, be quiet. You're going to love this. Well, at least I'm going to love this."

And I began to work the inflatable plug in and out. I sat down harder on his face and pinched his nipples from time to time to take his mind off the fullness that was now stretching his sphincter. You can take his mind off almost anything by playing with his nipples. I began to pump the inflatable dildo that was now lodged firmly in his rectum and as it grew, he began to struggle some. 


I began to encourage him like a puppy in training.


"You're such a good pussy slave; that’s it. You can take it. And, more importantly, I need this. I need you to be my bitch right now. Won't you let me have that? You don't want me to find someone else do you?"

“Oh, please no, but that’s too big, your going to tear something down there.”

Oh, Anthony, I’ll be careful, and before long I’ll be fucking you with much bigger cocks, that’s what you really want, isn’t it? To be my slut?”

I was really enjoying this, much more than I ever imagined I would. 

Finally, I rolled off his face.

"That should do for now." and I release the air from the inflatable plug and removed it slowly.

"That was larger than a cock I'm going to fuck you with at first tonight.” I light him digest that open ended nature of that statement.

“You can take it. I’ll restrain you if you think you can’t be still. You know what, let’s do that just in case. You’re just going to have to trust me.”

At that I took out some leather hospital restraints that’s I’d purchases online and fixed his wrists to the headposts on my bed. Then I used identical ankle restraints to fix his legs in the air by attaching them to the cross member above the footposts so that his back remained flat on the bed but his lets were stretched apart and up. I love New Mexico canopy beds of the old Spanish style. He was going nowhere and his ass was defenseless.

I would rather have felt secure that he would submit to me completely without restraint but that would come with time.

Finally, I shoved a pillow under his ass to further expose him to the coming violation. I got up on the bed behind him and applied even more lubricant over the dildo, dripping more into the crack of his ass.

"I need you to tell me how much you want me to fuck you in your ass" and I slapped him hard on his ass. "Tell me that you want to feel my cock inside you" and I slapped his ass again so hard that it left hand print.

"Yes, please fuck my ass. Please make me your bitch tonight!"

I pushed the head of the dildo against his tight hole and then began to push forward slowly but steadily and firmly and unequivocally. He began to attempt to wriggle away but that’s all he could do. Then he began to and grunt as I increased the pressure.

"Oh yeah, baby, give me a tight little ass. I'm going to fuck your brains out and it's going to hurt but I'm going to fuck you until I cum. Is that okay baby, do you want me to cum even if it hurts you? And I'm going to keep fucking you. I'm going to fuck you over and over. I'm going to fuck you until you can take my biggest dildo. Okay, baby? I’m going to fuck you every day and you will come only when I’m fucking you baby. You’re going to cum like a bitch or you won’t cum at all."

The dildo was halfway in now and all he could do was grunt and moan and although I have been nervous and reluctant, that grunting and moaning was really turning me on and I discovered that I had just the right angle to manipulate the part of the dildo that was inside me against my G-spot. It was turning me on, I was beginning to flood and it was clear that I was definitely going to be able have an orgasm from fucking his ass.

As usually happens when I begin to realize an orgasm is forming, I forgot about Anthony and began to focus on my pussy. Just as I had repeatedly almost suffocated Anthony when I was having orgasms while he ate me, I was now beginning to fuck his ass with the same abandon. And he was beginning to howl but I did not give a shit. In fact, his grunting and whining was beginning to turn me on even more. Each time I withdrew the faux cock almost entirely out of his tight sphincter and rammed back in to the hilt, I came near to orgasm as my pubic bone slapped against his ass.

In and out I rammed that dildo as I came nearer and nearer to my own orgasm. My own cum was now dripping down both of my thighs. And I fucked him harder and harder. He was making funny rasping noises because he had become hoarse as I pounded into him with no regard for what he was feeling.

But I wasn’t ready yet. And, call me sick if you want, I wanted him to bleed I did when I was a virgin and some jerk popped my cherry. So I began to slow down.

“You’re taking that so nicely honey, I love you for taking my cock like that. Are you okay, sweetie? Do you still love me? Do you want me to still fuck you or do you want me to find somebody else who will let me fuck him? Do you think you deserve to cum tonight, sweetie?”

I was getting all the right answers but I didn’t think he was going to be able to cum while I was fucking his ass. It was just too uncomfortable for him. Still, he gave me the answers I was looking for though there were tears in his eyes and he still looked terrified.

“If this isn’t what you want, I’ll let you go right now sweetie. If you can’t handle this, I understand.”

No, he grunted, I love you. I want to satisfy your needs. Please don’t break up with me.”

Okay sweetie, but I need to hear that you really want to suffer for me. I want you to ask for the bigger dildo.”

What?” He almost screamed. I can’t take the one you were using!

Okay, sweetie, I understand, it’s up to you. I’ll untie you and let you go.”

Then I withdrew the Share dildo from his ass, removed the other end from me and set is down. I rose and placed my pussy on his face and began to suck his cock.

“I’m really sorry sweetie, I know it wasn’t comfortable, but I thought you wanted me to fuck you in the ass. I thought that’s what you needed, what no one else had ever done for you. That’s why I fell for you; because that’s what I need to. I need a man who will fulfill my fantasies too. I’m sorry it didn’t work out. I really hoped it would. I’ll let you do now. I’m so sad to see you go.”

Of course it was all a game. The entire time I was edging him closer and close to his orgasm. I pinched his nipples, oozed cum on his face and he was putty in my hands.

“No, please don’t let me go. I do need it. I do need you to fuck my ass.”

“But sweetie, I need to see you try harder. I need to see you take a dildo that hurts because you love me, because of your devotion to me. You don’t want to do that for me, you said so yourself.”

“I’m sorry” Anthony cried. “It’s just too big for me. But I want to, I want to please you. I’ll try, I swear I’ll try.”

I had him right where I wanted him.

“Will you let me fuck you with the bigger dildo?”

He just looked at it, then at me, then I looked away.

“Yes, fuck my ass, fuck me with whatever dildo you want. Please, just fuck me.”

“Are you my little bitch? Are you my little slut, are you my little whore?”

“Yes, Anthony said, unconvincingly. But he did say yes and that was what I wanted to hear.

I applied more lube, tons more lube and mounted a really large dildo on my harness. I moved forward until it was at his lips.

“Do you see how big this is, Anthony? Are you sure you want me to fuck your tight little ass with this monster?” Why don’t you suck it first and give some thought to whether you’re sure.”

I’m sure, I’m sure. Just please be careful!”

With that I again slipped behind Anthony and began to work the monster into his tight little ass. At the same time, I began to play with his cock and, alternately, with his nipples. It was big and it was tight but I got it in. It wasn’t easy and it wasn’t without gasps and tears from Anthony. At one point I began mocking him:

“Breath like you’re ready to give birth my little bitch, pant like a dog. Imagine you’re making love to a watermelon sweetie.”

Once I got it all the way buried into my big Anthony’s tiny ass, I began to really pound into him. I wanted to see him really take if for me. At one point, for several minutes, I was laying on top of him with all my weight on my hands and toes repeatedly slamming the behemoth into his ass with all of my 110 pounds behind it.

Finally, he was sobbing and I saw it. I saw little streaks of blood. Not a lot, I wasn’t trying to injure him. But I wanted him to know what it felt like to be fucked in the ass.

I screamed out:

“Oh Anthony, my little bitch, my little virgin, you’re bleeding! I’m going to be gentle now honey, I love you.”

But I wasn’t. Once again, as my orgasm approached, every fiber of my being, my entire consciousness was focused on my own orgasm and I began to have almost something like seizures. I was coming violently and the more violently I began to cum, the more violently I pounded that huge cock into Anthony’s already brutalized ass.

"Oh, my God, I'm going to cum," I screamed out as I realized that my push juices had soaked his ass and were running down his legs as well. A wet slapping noise filled the room as I fucked the living daylights out of this gigantic, muscular man and I came, explosively. I came so hard I squirted more of whatever female ejaculate is than I ever had before.

I fell on top of Anthony, utterly breathless and still having tiny seizures from my orgasm. I was dripping sweat onto his back and for the first time since my orgasm started, a concern for Anthony’s feelings began to creep into my consciousness as I realized he was sobbing.

"Oh my God, did I hurt you? Are you okay? Anthony, I'm so sorry."

I had withdrawn the dildo from who's now gaping ass. I looked into his eyes and what I saw was not pain, but relief; well, pain and relief, but a lot of relief. "Are you okay?"

"Oh God yes. Thank you."

"Then this is okay for you?" I asked, now realizing that in reality this was something I really loved and would need regularly from that day forward!

"Oh, yes. I'll be your bitch whenever you want. " And he began to smile. Relieved that he was okay I began to play with his cock. I released his wrists, sat back on his face and began playing with his nipples.

“I’ll let you cum now. Go ahead and cum while you lick my pussy and ass.”

I slipped back into the dominatrix role.

When he finished, I was fully back into the domme mentality.

“This is what I need Anthony. Can you be me little slut?

“Oh, God yes.” He answered quietly.

“Do you understand that other men will sometimes fuck me? Do you understand that you will clean the cum from my pussy when they do? Do you understand that you will remain in chastity until I allow you to cum?”

“Yes."

Well then, I need a cigarette while you clean up this mess. I want a bath drawn, the sheets changed and both dildos cleaned. Then you will get back between my legs and make me cum again.”

He left the room and started the bath while I slipped out of the harness and tossed all the toys on the floor. I jumped in the tub while he changed the sheets. When he was finished, I got out of the bath, dried off and got back in bed.

I leaned back against some pillows, spread my legs and began to finger myself. He returned, lit my cigarette for me and began to lap away at the mess between my legs. I casually smoked my cigarette, blowing stream after stream of thick smoke into his face telling him not to miss a drop:

“Don't forget to lick my ass clean.”

Another orgasm was slowly building and I was hoping that I could feel his cock inside me tonight without ruining the moment. If I could accomplish that, or anything close to it, I would have found the perfect man in the perfect lifestyle, at least in the bedroom.

While still smoking my cigarette, I told him to lay down the bed and I mounted his face. I slid my sopping wet cunt against his face back and forth making sure that his tongue dipped into my ass and my kind alternately while I rubbed my clit on his nose and began to drown him in a fresh load of cum from deep within me. I reached back and began to stroke his cock, which was shockingly hard, and slid back, placing the head of his cock just inside my pussy lips. Then, without warning I slid all the way down onto the amazing poll.

"Now, pussy slave, I need your cock inside me. I need you to fuck me. I need you to fuck me until I'm ready to fuck you again. Give me your cock or I'll find someone who will fuck me and you can be just my pussy slave."

We had opened a world together and we intended to live it to the fullest. He could eventually take the larger dildoes and I love to see his ass tightly stretched around my cock as I fucked him.

From that day forward, we've had amazing sex on a daily basis. I have a couple of girlfriends with whom I have sex and I’ll often go out with one of them, leaving Anthony at home to wait. He waits to see if we will bring home some stud with a huge cock and Anthony will have to suffer in his chastity cage as the stud fucks my brains out while he watches from a special place designed for such observations. He waits to see if I’ll come home with my pussy dripping some stud’s cum and Anthony will be asked to clean it. He waits to see if I’ll come home with just my girlfriends and we will all fuck Anthony with huge dildos until he’s sobbing. And he waits to see if I’ll come home alone and either fuck him with or let him fuck me. In fact, he’s waiting tonight and all he knows is that whatever happens, he will be sore for the next few days.