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As I sit here about to write of the events of the past weeks, I am hindered by the
constant stimulation of my ass and balls. You see, my loving wife and Mistress
has my cock and balls tied in a devilish manner. She has this knot that I don't
know how she tied, and so I can't release myself till she allows it. She has tied me
inside her panties in such a way that it is soft yet infinitely restrictive. I can't get
hard. There isn't enough room. I can get dreadfully excited however, and have even
cum inside this bondage. It's truly wicked. I never knew she'd be so good at this.
In fact, I never expected to end up this way. I had always been the dominant one
in our relations. I just kinda figured she didn't have the temperament for it. Boy
was I wrong. It all started . . .
We had some good toys around the house already. She liked a bit of pain and
pleasure, and I was inventive with knots. That made for some wild nights of
passion for the both of us. The only thing I had never shared was my passion for
girls clothes. I thought that was my secret fantasy. I know some fantasies aren't
the same when they come true, and this appeared to be one of them. I'm a tall guy
with very chiseled features so I'd never pass as a girl. In fact, I make a pretty ugly
girl. I know. I've tried. I still can't help the fact that I like the smell and feel of
lipstick and all the other fineries of being made up. Then to wear a bra, over a
couple of Jello filled balloons, with matching panties is just nice. If I get the
chance to wear a dress and stockings with it, I'm in heaven. I can just walk around
and get hard from the sweet embrace of the nylon and soft fabrics. It only takes a
few well-timed strokes to get me to cum. I just never thought Beth would go along
with it. She makes me horny all by herself. I've never had a problem getting it up
for her. And because she lets me be the boss, I get her into all kinds of good
positions. I've had her tied to just about every piece of furniture, in just about
every position imaginable. I've had her tied up, camera running, dildo inserted,
blindfold on, and then left for a while just to see how hot she would get. She did
get mad at me for that one though. I guess she didn't like being left alone. We never
really got into pain all that much. A pair of nipple clamps was about the extent of
it. And they still had the rubber tips on them as well. It just wasn't us. But we
sure did like to play.
So, one day, Beth was at work. My job gave me a bunch of holidays no one else
gets, so I just stay home and play with the dog or whatever. I figured I had some
time to myself, and I hadn't played dress up in a while, so it was about time. I
took some time getting ready that day. Beth like it when I shaved my genitals, so
that wasn't an issue. I shaved my crotch and face. I powdered them both with this
nice smelling stuff Beth has. I was already hard and wanting to get dressed. The
excitement was incredible. I had almost forgotten how much I liked it. I raided her
makeup drawer, and put just a light bit on. I knew it had to all be off before Beth
got home, and I didn't want to have to struggle with it later. Just the lipstick and
eye colors make all the difference. Then I went to her dresser. She's a bit smaller
than me, but it just makes for a tight fit. I like it. Her panties pull up snuggly on
my balls. The cotton crotch caresses my taint and turns me on even more. I had to
stop and caress my cock through the fabric and wait till the moment passed. Then
I pulled out a matching bra, hooked it in front, and spun it around and pulled the
straps over my shoulders. That day, I just decided to use a couple pairs of balled
up socks to fill the cups. I thought I was going to use the nipple clamps and didn't
want to puncture the balloons that felt so much more real. I stuffed the cups and
felt the rough side of the socks against my nipples. I could almost imagine them
being at the tip of my new breasts. What tricks the mind can play! Then I went
for the stockings. Oh what a fateful event that turned out to be. In her
stocking/pantyhose drawer, I found a new toy. It seemed I wasn't the only one
keeping secrets. She had a monster of a dildo in there. It was a couple inches
longer than me, and quite a bit heavier in girth. I kind of chuckled to know we had
both been keeping things from the other. I guess it was only fair. I smelled it, and
found it ripe with her juices. She must have been using it very recently. My heart
pounded inside me. A whole new excitement welled up. I had to figure out
something to do with this new toy. I had never really used anything on my ass
before, but now I needed somewhere to use this now found toy. I knew my ass
was sensitive, and that playing with my little brown hole had always turned me
on. Now the image of me taking this monster up my ass was filling my
imagination. I pulled a pair of stockings and a garter belt out of her drawer and
immediately put them on. I went for the closet, and found a heavier denim dress
that I kinda liked. It fit her loose and me just a bit tight, but it had these ties in the
back to make it real snug around my chest. I put the nipple clamps on, and then
the dress. The whole time, I kept looking at and fondling the monster cock, and
wondering if I could take it. I knew that if I came now, I'd chicken out, so I didn't
even touch myself at all. I tied the dress on real tight. The fun part of the dress,
was that after I let go of the ties, the would be hard to reach again. I knew that,
and it was part of the turn on. A bit of self bondage if you will. Then I went to the
living room. I put on a video of my wife being tied to the coffee table and left for a
while. Normally, it's a kinda slow show. Nothing happens. It was just a nice shot
of her backside, open and waiting. But it lasts for about half an hour. I figured I
would keep myself on the edge while she was bound, and then when I came home
and fucked her in the video, that would be my time to cum. I would tempt myself
with the dildo that whole time. To make it even better, I decided to tie my ankles
to opposite ends of the coffee table. That way, I was almost made to be open and
wanting for that monster.
Things were going well. I was hard as a rock. The head of that monster was in my
ass. I was in heaven. I had actually managed to take more of it than I thought
possible. Relaxation was the key. That, and my desperation to get it in. Man, was
I hot and bothered. I was shaking with excitement. The cock in my ass had an
unusual side effect that I didn't realize till later though. It brought out a submissive
side that I didn't know about. I liked it sooo much, and yet it almost seemed to
make my dick want to go soft. But it felt so damn good. I couldn't and can't really
explain it. I just liked it. When finally I came back in the video, I was well and
truly ready to cum. Rubbing myself through the dress with my left hand, and
working the dildo in my right, it took longer than I thought to orgasm, but whe I
did . . . .wow! I thought my nuts were going to come out the head of my dick!. I
shook and vibrated and was just overwhelmed at the intensity. I couldn't catch my
breath because of the dress being so tight. I had the monster all the way in my ass,
only the little control wheel was left out. I left it in there buzzing merrily away,
and pulled my panties back up. I know there would be a stain growing in the front
of the dress, but I wasn't worried. I knew from experience that I could wash this
dress in no time. I just laidback and let the rush carry me away. I though a little
nap was well deserved. I also figured the dildo up my ass would get me hot again
in time to fuck my lovely wife when she got home later. So, video still running,
dildo still humming, still tied to the coffee table, I slept.
Why Beth didn't tell me she was coming home for lunch that day is still a
mystery. She walked in and caught me like I was a thief. My God I felt the shame
and humiliation of a lifetime. My heart sank down to my feet, and all I thought
about was the court appearances over the divorce that was coming. I thought of
how she'd leave and I'd be alone again. I thought of all the bad things that could
have came from that little incident. All of that rushed through my head before
either of us spoke. I about turned over the coffee table trying to get up. I almost
lost the dildo in my ass when I tried sitting normal. The nipple clamps bit me hard
through the struggle to gain some position of authority. And my wife stood there
and took it all in. She looked me up and down. She watched the video for a bit.
Her mouth hung in open awe. Her first words were, "Do you mind explaining?"
When I started to stammer out something incoherent, I was trying to untie myself.
She told me to stop fidgeting, sit still, and talk to her. We did always have good
talks. That's how I found out about what she liked. She just never did the same to
me. Now it was my turn. I thought that if there was ever a chance of keeping her,
I'd better be up front. I couldn't think of anything to explain this anyway. Nothing
would have been acceptable, except the truth. So, with humiliated heart, and a
dildo still stuck up my now aching ass, I told her about my fetish. As I was telling
her about it all, she started to really look at what I had done to myself. She looked
at the makeup as if inspecting it. She pulled up the hem of the dress to see what I
had on underneath. She was quite shocked to discover the vibrating toy I had
hidden there. She interrupted my dialogue to inquire about that. "So, you found
my secret lover?" Then she reached down between my still spread legs to move it
around a bit. Having someone else at the controls of it, gave me a new pleasure.
My dick responded immediately. She smiled and "humphed" and started to stroke
my newly awakened cock. "Continue" she said. So I did. I told all. I added that it
was only a once in a while kinda thing, and that I would give it up rather than
loose her. She continued to stroke me the whole time. When I finished my story,
we kissed. It was nice to kiss her. I thought it would all be okay. Then she said, "I
have to go back to work, but I want you to stay as you are, and I want to see a
bigger wet spot on your dress when I get back". With that, she left. I sat there for
a couple hours trying to figure it all out. I was so nervous that I could hardly get it
up. My ass was starting to fee the pain of the intruder. My nipples were almost
raw I was sure. Trying to make the stain bigger wasn't really in my mind. I was
hopeful because of the way she left, but I was still unsure of how she was taking
it. I was in a near state of panic by the time she got home. Scared wasn't even
close to describing it. I did stay were I was, but I had to remove the dildo and
untie my legs. I left the dress on because of that glimmer of hope. I just didn't
know what to expect.
When she came home, it was early so she had to have left early and then drove like
mad to get here. She was all out of breath, and I thought I could smell her juices
already. This excited me and gave me hope. She tried to play coy for a bit, but I
read her too well, and we ended up kissing like mad as I led us to the bedroom. She
pulled up my dress, pulled down my panties, and gave my just the lightest licking.
I was taking her clothes off at the same time. By the time I got her naked, we were
both ready to explode. We fucked like whores. Her naked, and me in my dress and
stockings. It was awesome! I was so hard and happy. . .It was just great! I
thought everything is going to be okay. She decided she loves me, and is willing to
put up with my little habit. Little did I know how wrong I was.
Afterwards, I got cleaned up, and returned to find her sipping coffee at the kitchen
table. She had that thoughtful and contemplative look across her face. I knew we
were going to have one of our marathon discussion sessions, so I pulled up a chair
and some coffee, and we talked. She told me about her masturbation secrets, and I
told about mine. She said that when she went back to work, she did some looking
around on the net for stuff on crossdressers. She knew I was too into women to be
gay, but she wanted to understand a bit more. She came across Fictionmainia.com
as well as some personal sites, and started reading some of the stories. She
admitted that she had never asked about my fantasies, and apologized for it. Then
she dropped a bomb on me. She said that one of the reasons for the new toy, was
that I was always in charge, and she wanted more control. So, when she sat
thinking about it at work, she got super horny, and even had to rub her pussy in
the car on the way home. I was stunned. Then the tables turned. She asked me
why I had untied myself, and why the dildo wasn't still up my ass when she got
home. I explained my situation and figured she'd understand. She didn't. At least
not that she was going to show. She admitted that it was just an off the cuff
comment, but that it was still an order that I hadn't followed. "You'll have to pay
for that!" she said. I'm not sure which leapt higher, my cock or my heart. We
kissed passionately and went to bed. We made love in the most incredibly
intimate fashion that night. Both of us giving to the other without thought of
getting. It was great. Just before we drifted off to sleep though, she surprised me
once again. She got up and retrieved a long nightgown and told me to put it on. By
2 a.m. I was hard and horny all over again, but kept it to myself. For the rest of
that week, we both went to work and life went just about normal. The only thing
different was my wearing whatever she wished at night. Usually it was a
nightgown or bra and panty set. Beth said it was just to see what looked best on
me in the morning. I think what she really meant, was to see what turned me on
the most by morning. It was diabolical. She would tell me that we had to get ready
to go to work, so I got none when we got up. By the time I got home, which is
usually after her, I was ready to burst. Then she'd put me in panties, caress me till
I was hard, and then make me wait till bedtime to make love. The sex was better
than ever. It was just great. She even started putting her perfume on me, which
drove me nuts. It also drove our dog nuts, as I would find out later. I think it had
some of that pheromone stuff in it. When she put it on me, I got hard and stayed
that way for a while. I didn't realize I still had some of it on one day at work when
a girl at the office said, "Hmmm, you smell nice today". I turned beet red when I
realized what she smelled. I took it out on my wife that night though. I tied her up
with her hands attached to her ankles. Her knees were spread toward the sides of
the bed, and I used a pair of her panties that I had cum in as a gag. I fucked her
long and slow that night. I thought I was making her pay in want and need. I didn't
know I was fueling her imagination as well.
When Saturday came around, she was up early and a lot more energized than
usual. I thought it was because of the renewed love in our relationship, so I was as
happy as can be. As we ate breakfast however, she reminded me of my
disobedience. She said that it was time to make amends. I would either follow her
instructions, or she was cutting me off from sex. I figured, what the heck, fair is
fair, right? And she's not all that dominant, so, how bad could it be? When she
started off with a pair of hand cuffs, I started to second guess myself. Hands
behind my back, she led me to the shower. Off with the robe, and into the shower
I went. She produced a little spray bottle, and started spraying me down. She said
it was going to make my skin softer. That it did, but it also removed all my hair as
she wiped it off. From the neck down, I was now hairless. The bits that remained,
she took care of with a razor. It was really embarrassing when he had me bend
over so she could shave my pucker hole. Of course she took the opportunity to
play, and had me moaning in no time as she worked a finger or two inside me.
When she reached around and grabbed my dick, it felt like electricity was going
through me. Then she stood me up, and rinsed me off with cold water. I could feel
every inch of my skin as the water ran down my legs. It was incredible. She
toweled me off and applied a generous amount of that sweet smelling powder. She
lead me by the dick to the bedroom, and sat me down in a chair she had placed by
her dresser. She applied makeup in a very slow and deliberate manner. It was
great. She leaned across me and let me nibble on her breast as she was doing it. I
was in heaven. She pulled out the nipple clamps and started off with them on my
nuts. She "just wanted to see if it would work". By the time she was done there, I
was hard as a rock, and in a bit of pain. So, she fastened them to my nipples next.
They got to where it was about all I could stand, and I told her so. She tightened
them a bit more. I messed up in saying, ever so playfully, "you bitch!" I said it
with a smile on my face, but she just smiled a bit and said, "You ain't seen bitch
yet!" That's when I decided to keep my mouth shut. She put me in a bra and then
filled the balloons I had told her about. She warned me about letting them break. I
knew that if they did, it wouldn't be because of me, but I was helpless to stop it.
It was her way of making sure she had something to punish me for later. She put
me in a pair of hose that felt wonderful on my newly shaved legs. I about had an
orgasm as she pulled them on. She put me in a corset that I didn't know she had
and attached the straps from it to the stockings. What an incredible feeling that
was. To be in that tight piece of girls clothes for the first time, and to be put there
by someone else was blowing my mind. I could hardly wait to see what else she
had in mind. She lead me to the living room and had me kneel next to the end of the
coffee table. We both knew it was just the right height for my hips. She tied my
knees to the legs on one end, and then tied my ankles to the two chairs on either
side. This made me bend over the table. Once there, she tied my wrists to the legs
on the other end, and ran a rope around my elbows to keep me from working my
way up at all. I realized I was stuck here now. I tried to wiggle about a bit, but it
was useless. That's when I started to get a bit scared. What did she have in mind
for me next?? How pissed was she really? I didn't know. She hooked up the video
the same way I had. It showed on the screen right in front of me. I could see my
own ass bent over the table, and just how helpless I looked. I both liked and was
scared of the fact that my ass hole was open an available for the taking. My balls
hung down and were open for abusing. I didn't much like this predicament. I told
Beth that I was uncomfortable, but she said, "So! You didn't seem to mind when I
was like this!" By the tone of her voice, I could tell she was getting a hard edge I
had not seen before. She told me that it was time I paid for all the things I did to
her. She said that I would get to like it like she did, but in the mean time, I would
suffer the same as well. She had put up with the humiliation, now it was my turn.
When she finished setting up the video, she went and got dressed. She cam back
down to find me still there, but my dick was soft, and that just wouldn't do she
said. She tied a small rope around the head of my dick. It was tight too. She ran
the long end of it around the back of my head and tied it so that if I moved my
head, it pulled even harder on my poor cock. That wasn't enough yet, so she tied a
line around my balls too. She dug around to find my leg weights that I use for
running. She hung them from my balls! That hurt! They were being stretched a lot,
and every movement made them swing more. Where had she gotten these
ideas!?!?!? When I started to complain, she took her panties off, and stuck them in
my mouth. She tied another rope around my mouth to keep the panties in, and
then ran it around the table to press the nipple clamps in further. I was now in
pain, and very uncomfortable, but at the same time, it was a relief. Not the sexual
release of orgasm, but the mental and emotional release of submission. I was had.
And there wasn't anything I could do about it. That's when I started getting hard
in earnest. That's also when she said she was going shopping. My oh my what an
effect that had. She said that she wasn't as cruel as I was though. She was going to
leave the dog inside so I'd at least have some company. I thought about that after
she left. I guess I shouldn't have left her alone when I had tied her up like this. I
don't think either of us had planned on what happened next though.
Butch, our Boxer, came around and tried to get my attention. He was confused by
the fact that I couldn't pet him. When I tried to communicate, all that came out
were the whines of a gagged man. This got him going even more. Then he started
sniffing around me and licking my face as he tried to get some attention. The
perfume that worked so well on me, apparently worked on him too. In no time, he
was moving around and trying to get his dick in my face. Failing that, he started
sniffing around my ass. I tried to get his attention by yelling or something, but he
just heard moaning. When he started licking my ass, I though I'd jump through the
roof. Tied as I was, I just yanked on my own dick, and caused my balls to swing.
Talk about submission!!! I was scared and excited all at the same time. I didn't
know what to do or expect. It was almost terror that I was in. When he started to
put his pawn on the table to my sides, I realized I was done for. He was going to
have me whether I wanted or not, and I thought for sure I wasn't going to like it. I
was about to start crying actually. There was nothing I could do.
His first strokes missed the mark a bit. That hurt. I didn't know how hard and
pointy his dick was. I also didn't know how deep he was going to go. I think,
because of the position, he didn't skewer me all the way. Thank goodness for
small favors. But, when he started stroking in earnest, I was in for a surprise. A
knot grew in his penis that threatened to tear me apart. He was a lot stronger than
I could have thought too. He rammed my ass hard! It hurt, but was turning me on
at the same time. My own dog was raping me! Then a realization hit me. This was
all being caught on tape!! I turned my head (pulling on my dick to do so) to see
the T.V. What I saw blew my mind. There a big Boxer dog was pummeling me.
His dick sliding in and out so fast it was almost a blur. When he started whining
and was about to cum, it was too much. I moved my head enough to get some
stimulation to my poor cock, and came just moments before Butch got off. I
couldn't believe it. There I was, tied up and helpless, and I had just proved my
submissiveness buy having an orgasm with almost no contact to my dick. And no
woman around whatsoever. Not even a thought of one. Just me getting fucked up
the ass by my dog.
When Beth got home, the dog was in the corner sleeping peacefully, and I was
cramped and sore from the hour or so of bondage. She came over and untied me
only to find a big puddle of cum under the table. She burst into a smile, and started
teasing me about liking being bound that much. I couldn't speak yet, so I didn't
even try. I needed water and a stretch. I think her original plan was to untie me
and fuck me like normal when she got home. I told her that she needed to watch
the video first. When she saw the dog come sniffing, she started to laugh. When
she saw the dog mount me, she looked at me with true sorrow in her eyes. When
she saw me cum, she looked shocked. When she asked if I liked being fucked, she
smiled. When I said yes, she laughed, and opened her package from her shopping
trip. I was looking at a strap-on about the same size as I am. She said, she might
not be as good as the dog, but she hoped I could help train her right . ..
The End
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