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From nice wife to dominant bitch
By Lipstick
My wife used to be so vanilla. Used to be. I had spent years trying to
subtly (okay, sometimes not so subtly) convince her to try getting in
on some of my kinks. Like so many of you, I wanted to wear a chastity
belt, I wanted to be forced to dress like a tart at home, I wanted to
be tied up and up and used for my wife's pleasure. I even confided in
her once that I'd even fancy sucking another man off and wish that I
had before I had met her, just so I could have tried it once.
Money was tight for the early part of our marriage, so the thought of
my purchasing a chastity belt for myself was out of the question. My
wife told me that when we had the money, I could get one if I liked,
but she didn't want to hold the keys, and she didn't want it to be one
of the big metal ones with the waist belts and all. It would be
strictly for my own personal amusement. Well, sure enough, careers
improved and so did the money, and last January (this would be 2003 -
it is now March 2004) I ordered myself one of the then new CB3000's. It
fit like a charm, and I actually did find it quite inescapable. My wife
was a good sport about my wanting to wear it. Once in awhile I would
leave the key at work and such, and although I don't think she liked me
sleeping with it, she didn't complain. She preferred my naked body to
snuggle up to, though.
One night I was in the mood in a big way. I hadn't cum in about a week,
but it was too late and we both had to be up early for work the next
day. She said it was too late, but that tomorrow we would definitely go
to bed earlier and have some fun. I slept a fitful sleep and woke to my
wife shutting off the alarm to take her shower. The whole 20 minutes
she was in there, I had a raging hard on. I must have been having some
kind of dream, but I really, really wanted to masturbate myself just
then. I absolutely had to refrain, though, because I didn't want to
ruin my orgasm for that night. When she got out, I managed to will it
down to its normal, unaroused state while she was getting dressed and
putting her makeup on, but I had a bad feeling that during the next
hour, after she had left for work and I had yet to leave from work, I
would do it. I had to find some way to stop myself. The only thing I
could think to do was to put on my CB and ask her, just this once, to
take the key with her to work. Just this once, pretty please. I asked
her, and I told her why. She was amused and reluctant all at the same
time, but she agreed. It was a good thing, because I surely would have
jacked myself off.
That day was the most exciting day of my life. All I could think of at
work is that Susan now had control of my cock. I knew it wasn't real,
because she'd give me the key back the second I asked for it, but I
imagined she wouldn't, and let me tell you I was hot that day.
Evening came and went, we had dinner, but I did not bring up the key
because I wanted to keep my fantasy alive until bed. At bedtime, we
went upstairs and got undressed. My cock was straining inside the
CB3000 as I undid my belt and I thought it would explode the device
from the pressure. I don't think I had ever been that horny before.
As soon as my wife turned around and saw me, she gasped in shock and
said, "Oh shit! I'm so sorry!"
Before I could ask why, she told me that she had had an incredibly busy
day and had left the key on her desk at work. I couldn't believe it.
Part of me wanted to be mad because I was so full of lust, but my brain
was able to interject and tell me that while this was the effect that I
wanted, if not the vehicle to get it there. I told her it was okay, but
I had to at least take care of her or I would surely die, and she would
have to do me tomorrow, which would be Friday night. I told her not to
forget all of those times I had begged her to tease me and not let me
cum. I told her that she was inadvertently granting one of my
fantasies. She at least smiled at that.
She wasn't feeling particularly sexy at that moment, but when she saw
how sincere I was, she agreed that she'd try to get into it and let me
take care of her. One thing led to another, and I don't know what I did
in my lust-driven state of sexual tension, but I must have done it
right. I licked and kissed her entire body more enthusiastically than I
ever had before and she responded big time. I did things I had never
done before. I ate her pussy more enthusiastically than I ever had
before. I kissed her butt cheeks, licked them, and worked my way in to
her anus, licking it and fucking it with my tongue for a good half
hour, and she loved every minute of it. I played her like an instrument
for 75 minutes before bringing her to the most explosive orgasm I had
ever witnessed. When we were finished, I had to cum worse than ever,
but that just wasn't an option. She told me that it had been absolutely
incredible, that she had no idea that sexual frustration in me could
manifest like that. She fell asleep that night a lot more quickly than
I did.
The next day was torture. My balls hurt for most of the day, but what
could I do but wait for 5 o'clock? When I got home, I immediately asked
my wife if she had remembered the key. She smiled and said not to worry
- she had put it into her purse first thing in the morning.
"Do you want it right now, lover?" she asked.
"No - I'll wait until bed time. Who knows when the next time will be
that I can think of you as my keyholder!" I joked.
We had a leisurely dinner and watched some TV, and finally it was a
reasonable hour to go to bed. When we got upstairs, Susan said "You
know sweetie, you really did me good last night, and I've been thinking
that it wasn't so bad for me just holding a little key for a day. I've
never seen you so turned on before, and you've just been aglow since
I've had the key, and I've been feeling pretty bad about not indulging
you after seeing that it's just not so bad for me. I'm not saying I'll
to do this all of the time, but I'd like to make tonight special for
you. I want to tie you up. If you'd like, that is - I don't really
understand how this all works and if that's a reasonable thing that
you'd want. Is it?"
Let's just say you've never seen somebody get undressed in such a
hurry. I told her that being tied up would be absolutely incredible.
She tied me spread eagle to our bed, then got out THE KEY and dangled
it in front of my face with one hand while tweaking one of my now rock
hard nipples with the other. I pulled at the bonds and struggled for
all I was worth, but I could hardly move anything because I was
stretched so taught.
"Does the little soldier want out of the brig?" she cooed.
I moaned an affirmative, and she freed my cock from its prison. She
then began to tease me in earnest, licking me all over, rarely touching
my cock but paying lots of attention to my other sensitive parts. She
asked me how she was doing, and I told her wonderful. I then told her
that she could fulfill any of the fantasies I had told her, because no
matter how awful they seemed to her, they were obviously huge turn-ons
for me as evidenced by a single day in the chastity belt.
At that she said, "You mentioned tickling. I used to like tickling my
brother, but it's so mean."
I told her that it wasn't mean to fulfill my fantasies. So she tickled
me a little bit. I couldn't believe the electricity of it. I couldn't
believe that being tickled could be such a turn on. She ran her long,
pretty finger nails up and down my torso, in my armpits, over all of my
sensitive parts. Pretty soon my body was out of my control, pulling
violently at the bonds without success. Susan stopped with some concern
on her face and asked if it was too much. I moaned through heavy
breaths that no, it wasn't too much (as evidenced by the fact that my
cock was rock hard despite not being involved in the tickling), and
that even if it was too much I didn't want her to stop, because my
fantasy was to be at the hands of somebody without mercy, not somebody
who would stop when I asked them to.
She went back at it, this time with a little more gusto, and I was once
again writhing in vain to escape her fingers for a good five minutes.
She then slowed down and went to playing with my nipples and balls and
asked me I had had enough tickling. I told her that I would like more,
but that I didn't want that to matter, because I wanted her to take
control and be the one to decide when to stop. I told her she could do
it for 2 hours if that's what she felt like doing, because I couldn't
stop her and this was my fantasy, to not be able to stop her. I told
her I wouldn't want her to stop even if I begged her to stop.
Big mistake. Well, not really - it was a hell of a time. She took it to
heart. Third time's a charm, I guess. She tickled me for a half hour.
The soles of my feet, my armpits, the sides of my waist, the works. And
when I looked into her eyes, I could tell that she was enjoying it.
When she stopped, I asked her if she had, in fact, enjoyed it. She said
that yes, she had. She seemed a little surprised. I told her she could
continue if she wanted, because I wanted her to have fun, but she
declined and said that she'd had enough.
She then said, "If I were really mean, I could fulfill another one of
your fantasies right now, but I think you'd just die."
I asked what that was, very hopeful.
"You've said before that you'd like to be teased and then not allowed
to cum at the end. Don't worry - I couldn't do that to you now. Not
after yesterday."
Don't get me wrong - I really did want to cum. worse than I ever had
before, if you must know, but a part of me wanted to live this fantasy
as well. So I told her that I wouldn't die if she wanted to do that.
She looked thoughtful and eventually said, "Maybe another time I might,
but tonight I want to make you cum. But me first."
With that, she turned around and straddled my face, with her facing my
feet. All I could see was her glorious ass and blond hair, and I was as
eager as I had been the night before. She played with my nipples for 10
minutes while I ate her. She was clearly enjoying it, and leaned
forward to play with my still hard cock. At this point, I was mad with
lust again and could sense that her orgasm was near. I changed tactics
and went back to tonguing her ass, like I had the night before. She
began moaning and brought her hand back to rub her clit and told me not
to stop. Her legs tightened around my head until her body began
shuddering and she had another earth quaking orgasm, I think stronger
than the one from the night before. As she lay collapsed on top of me,
her exhausted pussy pushed against my face, I was beginning to think my
wife liked having my tongue up her ass.
We lay like this for 20 minutes before she was able to compose herself
to get off me, and, amazingly, I had lost my erection. I had been
thinking about how much I loved her for the 20 minutes, not how much I
wanted to fuck her. When she saw this, a lightbulb went on in her head
and she reached for the chastity belt and started to put it on me.
I didn't say a word, and she looked up and said, "Oh I'm just kidding -
I wouldn't do that to you."
I told her then that I wanted her to, and asked her to please lock it
back on and just hold the key for one more day. She thought I was
crazy. I told her that even if I said please let me cum, it would make
it way hotter for me knowing that once in awhile I wouldn't actually
get to. She asked if I really wanted to be locked up again and not cum.
I said no, I want like crazy to cum, but I want sometimes to not get to
cum, and if now was going to be one of those times, it would be really
hot for me. I told her I wanted it to be her choice, and that I didn't
want her thinking about whether I really wanted to cum or not, because
my having any control over it took away from the sheer hotness of it.
She smiled and said, "Okay. I want to make you happy and I want to
fulfill some of your fantasies from time to time, but I still think
you're going to regret this." as she locked it back on.
"Let me know if you change your mind before tomorrow - I'll let you out
then."
"Honey," I said, "I don't want to be able to change my mind. Please
don't let me out, no matter what I say."
"Okay lover," she said, "I don't understand it, but you seem to enjoy
it, so your little soldier has seen all the action he's seeing for
today."
To be continued (x-dressing will come, I promise!)
Libbie
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