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BIRTHDAY BOY
Carmenica Diaz
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday dear Ross,
Happy birthday to you…
Birthday Boy!
01 of 12: Just another Saturday night.
Rosshung his head, his heart was pounding and an overwhelming sick feeling threatenedto swamp his stomach. Naked, gagged and huddled on the floor in the cornerof his own bedroom with his hands handcuffed behind his back, Ross couldn'tbelieve this washappening! He couldn't believe that his wife, Debra was doing this diabolicalthing to him!
Thelights were on in the bedroom but he kept his head turned away from the floorto ceiling wardrobe mirrors to avoid seeing his pitiful appearance. The imagewas a reminder of his situation and his mind replayed the evening's eventsin an effort to stop thinking about the humiliating experience that was stillto come.
Itwas , he had thought,j ust another Saturdaynight .
Althoughthe evening had begun like many other Saturday nights with Debra playfullytying a naked Ross onto their bed, it had soon escalated out of control,out of Ross's control anyway.
Normally,once he was willingly tied to the bed, Debra would sit, fully clothed besidehim and gently caress his cock into a rigid erection. This was the patternof many previous Saturday nights after Ross had begged and pleaded with Debrato be a little dominant in an attempt to inject spice into their dull sexlife.
Itappeared that tying Ross up and teasing him was as dominant as Debra couldget or so Ross thought.
Atfirst Debra did it reluctantly.
'Hewants me to do some very weird stuff to him,' Debra had told Lara, her bestfriend.
'Whatsort of stuff?' Lara had immediately asked, intrigued.
'Tiehim up, spank him or tease him, stupid stuff like that.'
'Doyou want to?'
Debrahad frowned at her friend. 'Get real! What do I get out of it? Nothing! Oncehe's come he completely loses any interest in sex and I'm left high and dry.'
'Dry?'Lara had grinned, raising an eyebrow and Debra had smiled wryly.
'Well,not completely. I just have to understand what I can get out of this. It'sall terribly one way at the moment.'
'Men,'Lara had murmured, rolling her eyes, 'what's wrong with romantic seductionand making love?'
'Exactly,'Debra had agreed, 'but he seems to prefer to be tied on the bed and teaseduntil he begs to come. It's rather pathetic, actually. I much rather haveroses and a sexy kiss.'
'Youused to be rather good at teasing,' Lara had smiled slyly, 'I remember acertain young man…'
'Ohyes,' Debra had cut her off with a hard smile, 'teasing I can do!'
Debrawas ruthless in her teasing and, at first that's all it was and Ross enjoyedthe helplessness and the denial so much that it became a regular game.
Itwas just a game , Rossremembered sadly, justa bloody game!
Then,Debra began talking as she stroked him.
Itbecame rather embarrassing as Debra began to question Ross about his secretfantasies and hidden desires. He soon confessed his dark secrets while sheteased him relentlessly with her skilful fingers, bringing him to the edgebut never letting him come until blushingly and desperately, he revealed,one by one, all his furtive dreams.
Debrahad discovered that men are rather obsessive about ejaculation and will doanything to deposit their seed. Over the past months, the fantasies had becomewilder and wilder as his beautiful wife smiled, nodded and continued teasing,prodding Ross to confess.
Rosshad admitted to some deeply humiliating fantasies, just to achieve relief,to ejaculate at last and never at any moment dreamed those dark fantasieswould return to haunt him.
Debrahad approached the game with innocence and Ross, even though he was the onerestrained, always believed that, ultimately, he was in control. Now, therewas no doubt in Ross's mind that his wife was a cunning woman.
Now, this Saturdaynight had begun a little differently. As usual and suggested by Ross, shetied him down on the bed in a spreadeagled position but then surprisingly,gagged him with a ball gag. She had never done that before and Ross didn'teven know they had a gag!
Rosslooked helplessly up at his wife as she buckled the gag tightly around hishead, smiling down at him. His cock was already hard, waiting for her tosit down, to begin to tease and he felt a little relieved that she wasn'tgoing to question him.
ButDebra didn't sit down and begin the Saturday night teasing ritual.
Instead,she smilingly said those words that struck a deep terror into Ross's veryheart, words that rocked the very core of his being!
'It'syour birthday tomorrow, darling and I have a wonderful birthday gift foryou. You recall that fantasy of yours with the chastity belt?
Ross'seyes widened, he gurgled desperately behind his gag and Debra's smile becamea broad grin.
'I'msure you remember. The fantasy where you're allowed one last orgasm in ratherhumiliating circumstances and then locked into a chastity belt for twelvemonths? You must remember,darling.'
Ofcourse Ross bloody remembered it! It was the most humiliating and submissivefantasy he had dreamed up and had only confessed after Debra had meticulouslybrought him to the edge of orgasm over and over again.
'I was alittle surprised by the idea of it,' Debra continued, 'a little shocked really,but you have been after me to be a little more broadminded so I just acceptedit. It does seem a teeny little bit extreme, though, twelve months withoutan orgasm, the key locked away and no possibility of release?'
Extreme? Rossvaliantly tried to make noises but couldn't and at that point, he reallybegan to worry. Of courseit's bloody extreme, it's just a fantasy, it's not real!
Debrasmiled and waited for his desperate movements to subside before continuing.'At the time you appeared rather keen on it, in fact you came back to thatfantasy for several Saturdays so as a good wife I'm going to give you whatyou've wanted.'
No! Rossscreamed into the gag, drool dribbling down his face, no,you're crazy, don't!
'Ittook me a while to build up the courage to order one of the chastity thingiesbut I think it'll be a perfect fit.'
Again,Ross protested futilely into the gag and Debra gently kissed his forehead.'No need to thank me, darling, it's my pleasure as I love giving you whatyou want.' Debra gave him an enigmatic smile before moving to the bathroom.
Whenshe returned, a shocked and still protesting Ross, watched as his wife calmlyremoved his pubic hair with the electric shaver and then shaved him witha pink razor until he was as clean as the day he was born, his hard cockthrobbing in the air.
'Youwere very specific that the last orgasm was to be very humiliating and saidthat having bald testicles in front of people would be terrible. So, onceagain, I'm just doing what you want.I don't understand it really, I think your little balls look better withouthair, nice and smooth and rather cute.'
Raisingthe electric shaver and clicking it on, Debra smiled coldly. 'This is alsoan opportunity to remove that ridiculous moustache you insist on trying togrow. Hold still.' Ross screamed a meaningless protest that she ignored.'The gag pushes your lip up wonderfully so it will be gone in a jiffy.'
Grippinghis hair firmly with one hand to keep his head still, the shaver whirredand Ross felt his precious moustache vanish. 'Much better,' Debra said withsatisfaction, surveying her work. 'With your bald groin and no facial hair,you'll be just like a little boy again. Will that be humiliating enough,darling? I hope so, I can't think of anything else.'
Debracrossed her legs and adjusted her black skirt as she smiled at him and Rossfelt that life, as he knew it, was vanishing. Something had changed withDebra and he hadn't noticed. His wife, dressed for a simple dinner partyin skirt, blouse, hose and high heels, pearls at her throat and matchingearrings, was smiling calmly as she continued on her diabolical path.
Aftercleaning him, carefully avoiding his stiff cock, Debra snapped a cock straparound the base of it and then rolled four condoms down in quick succession.
'Ithink we should have one last ceremonious fuck before your twelve months,'she smiled. 'Not that it will be my lastfuck for a year but this will be the last time I'll have your cock insideme. This is your fantasy not mine so I'll just have to go elsewhere. I'lljust have to make do with some young men while you're enjoying your fantasyyear. So this will, of course, be your last fuck for twelve months.'
Suddenly,she blindfolded him and he heard the rustle of clothing. 'I'm not wearingpanties, darling, just stay-up nylons under my skirt. I believe that wasone of your earlier and tamer fantasies?'
Inhis sudden darkness, Ross felt the bed move and his wife's flesh came incontact with his. She began moving but didn't feel any enjoyable sensation!Debra was riding him, her cunt sliding up and down his deadened cock andhe couldn't feel it! His last fuck for a year and he couldn't feel it!
Afterbeing pounded into the mattress for what seemed an eternity, Ross heard hergroan, then cry out in an orgasmic tone or, so he guessed, and collapsedfor a moment, then disengaged with a wet plop!
Debraleft him alone for a while and his mind raced, his cock pulsing in its condomlayers. She couldn't do it ,he reasoned, she's just teasingme, it's a game, andshe's playing with my mind !
Rossfelt something being buckled around his neck and when the blindfold was removed,saw a wide black leather collar padlocked around his throat and a leash hangingfrom one of the collar rings. Wheredid she get this stuff? Whohas she been talking to? Again,Ross tried to talk but the gag effectively reduced his pleas to incoherentgurgles.
Rattlingthe handcuffs against the bed-head to gain her attention, Ross shrieked andunintelligibly begged through the gag and Debra laughed softly. 'Calm down,darling, it will happenso don't fret. I know you're excited, you've wanted this for a long timeand I'm pleased to give it to you for your birthday. Of course, I'll haveto make some sacrifices but that's what wives do, isn't it darling? It'swhat I seem to do, anyway,' she muttered.
Andthen she brightened up, grinning almost as she peeled the condoms from hisred and straining cock. 'I hope you can last until your appearance in frontof my friends,' Debra said with mock concern as she undid the cock strap.'It would be terrible if you came here without enjoying your humiliationand my friends are so lookingforward to your performance.'
Debrasmiled brightly at him. 'Now, I have to get your hands cuffed behind yourback and I'm sure you're going to co-operate because you do wantthis fantasy, I can tell by your hard cock. I can tell this is a wish cometrue for you, isn't it, darling?''
Noway , Ross screamed silently, onceyou undo my hands, I'm stopping this crazy scene! Herattled the handcuffs again and jerked around on the bed, screaming intothe gag .
Debralooked at him thoughtfully and, Ross suspected, a little mockingly. 'Hangon a minute; you did say that you wantedto be forced soperhaps I should play along? I'll pretend to force you, all right, darling?That's what you want, isn't it?'
Sherummaged in her handbag and produced a small glass vial that was held underRoss's nose. 'Luckily, Lara is a nurse.' Debra cracked the small glass vialand Ross inadvertently took a deep breath, collapsing into unconsciousness.
WhenRoss groggily awoke, he found, much to his horror that his wrists were handcuffedbehind his back and had shackles connected by a chain on his ankles. He wasalso on the floor and the leash was locked to the bed. S hemust have rolled me onto the carpet ,he thought wildly, his side tingling with carpet burns, shejust rolled me off! No,she can't be doing this, the crazy bitch! She can't go through with this ,he tried to calm himself, shecan't!
Rossheard noises downstairs, the doorbell rang a few times and there were voices.Music was filtering up the stairs and he dully recognised the music from Grease ,such innocent songs while his wife was about to perform a diabolical thingupon his person!
Hehung his head, his heart was pounding and he felt sick to his stomach. Rosscouldn't believe this was happening, that Debra was making a cruel fantasycome true and he turned his sad face away from the mirror where the reflectionmockingly showed a cock that continued to stay hard.
Itwas then he realised, she was really going to do it!
Debrapoured champagne for Lara and then raised her own glass in an ironic toast.'Here's to chastity.'
'Areyou really going through with this?'
'Ofcourse,' Debra smiled, 'he wanted it, begged for it and now he's gettingwhat he wished for. It will be a relief that I won't have to play those stupidgames with him. I can't remember the last time we kissed or made love properly.I can do without the sex, god knows, it's not all it's cracked up to be.'
'Won'tyou feel bad about it after a while,' Lara suggested, 'I mean, if I put Reggieinto…'
'Reggiehasn't cheated on you,' Debra calmly reminded Lara. 'What would you do ifhe had?'
'I'dcastrate him,' Lara said calmly, 'I am anurse,' and they both dissolved into giggles. 'Are you really going to keephim in it for twelve months?'
'Absolutelybut I may let him out on special occasions and we can watch him have a quickwank. It should be fun.'
Larashook her head admiringly and sipped the champagne. 'I suppose he deservesit.'
Dannijoined them and asked, 'deserves what?'
'Rossdeserves what's in store for him,' Lara explained.
'Ican't wait,' Danni said cheerily. 'Are we waiting for anyone else or canwe get started?'
'Sharon,'Debra said with a knowing smile.
Andthe other two women grinned. 'Does she know?' Danni asked.
Debrashook her head. 'No, she doesn't and she doesn't know that I knoweither!'
'She'sgot a nerve coming here when she had it off with your husband,' Danni saidhotly.
'Yes,she should realise that people talk and they were seen. But,' Debra repeatedpatiently, 'she doesn't know that I know.'
'She'sin for a surprise,' Danni giggled.
'Here'sto your next twelve months,' Lara said with a cheeky grin, rasing her glass,'May you find some dishy young men…'
'Sweetie,I've already begun looking.'
Thethree women giggled just as the doorbell rang, Debra winked and said, 'Showtime,'as Olivia and John sang of SummerLove .
Sharonnervously stood at the door, listening to the music and female laughter andwondered for the umpteenth time why Debra had invited her. Shecan't know , Sharon reassuredherself, she just couldn't .
Onceagain, she regretted having that stupid one night stand with Ross, a workcolleague. It was such atired cliché! They had been on a conference, the wine began to flowand before she knew it, Ross was kissing her.
Hiskisses had felt rather soft and sweet but maybe that was the wine. Anyway,one thing led to another and Sharon regretted it ever since, especially sincethe sex had been pretty wretched. It was especially pathetic when, the nextmorning, he had pretended not to remember anything! That, Sharonthought, was incredibly insultingand so typical of a man !To make things worse, Ross had been seen leaving her hotel room and she hadbeen plagued with worry since.
'Sharon,'Debra greeted her, 'how good of you to come.'
'Howgood of you to invite me.'
Theyair-kissed and Sharon followed Debra in, smiling nervously and nodding tothe other women who were drinking and talking. Taking a champagne glass fromDanni, Sharon watched as the other women began arranging chairs in theatrestyle.
'What'shappening?' Sharon asked.
'Justa little performance, why don't you sit with Danni and Lara?'
Rosslooked up with sad eyes as Debra entered the bedroom. 'Time to go, Ross.'
Heshook his head and tried to talk, drool dripping from around the gag. Please ,he wanted to beg, pleasedon't do this to me! Please!
'Itmust be terribly exciting for you, now that your dreams are becoming reality,'Debra said, unlocking the leash. 'I was a little shocked when you confessedyou wanted your last orgasm to be in front of my girlfriends but, it is,after all, your birthdayfantasy so I've arranged it for you. It's quite a crowd.'
Ross'sface was pale and he shook his head desperately, over and over again.
'Don'tthink they've all come to see you, though, they've all seen a man wankedbefore. I suppose, usually, they do the wanking and we all know that it's,frankly, not much. No, they're here for the wine and the chocolate cake.Any excuse for chocolate cake. Come on, darling, time for fun, time to getyour birthday gift, birthday boy.'
Rossshook his head again and Debra smiled. 'Of course,' she said as if she hadsuddenly realised, 'you still wantto pretend I'm forcing you. It's part of the fun for you, isn't it? Debrasaid, jerking hard on the leash but Ross leaned back, refusing to budge,frantically digging his bare feet into the grey carpet.
'Soyou want me to really forceyou?' Debra dramatically rolled her eyes. 'You must, I suppose, your cockis still hard.'
Rosslooked down and to his horror saw that he was.
'Isuppose I have to pretend to be dominant again,' she said with a small sigh.'Look what Danni got for me,' Debra grinned and showed him a small grey objectshaped like a pistol with metal points at the end of the muzzle. 'It givesan electric shock.' Calmly and to Ross's horror she pressed the metal pointsagainst his flesh and squeezed the trigger.
Rossyelped into the gag and jerked around hysterically as the painful chargeflowed through him. 'Now, if you really want me to make you, I could putit against that hard cock?' Debra asked sweetly, waving the gun and Rossstruggled to his feet, shaking his head feverishly.
'Goodboy.' Debra smiled and Ross tried one last time to make her understand thathe didn't want this humiliation or the chastity belt but the bloody gag blockedthe words.
'They'rewaiting,' Debra said cheerfully and Ross cringed at those words but followedher when she jerked the leash. 'Be careful going down the stairs, darling,take baby steps. I'll take this,' she said showing the stun gun, 'in caseyou want me to pretend toforce you again. Am I being dominant enough, darling?'
Hisface was burning as his wife led him down and the conversation stopped abruptlywhen she led him in. Ross stared miserably at the floor, standing naked beforethe grinning women. Sharon was not grinning and sat between Danni and Larawith a horrified expression. Ross's cock had a mind of its own, would notgo down and bobbed in front of him under the living room down lights.
Debrawas now taller because she was wearing high-heels and he was bare-foot and,of course, stark naked. 'Didn't he have a moustache?' Danni whispered toLara across Sharon.
'Notany more,' Lara smiled, 'he's lost a bit ofhair, hasn't he?' They giggled while Sharon stared open mouthed and horrifiedat the scene before her.
'Ladies,'Debra said calmly as she stood next to the small card table on which thechastity tube and keys were lying, together with a pink hand towel, 'thisis, as many of you would know, my husband Ross.'
Ross'sface was now red-hot as giggles rippled through the watching women. 'Turnaround, love,' a female voice called, 'show us your bum.' Laughter rippledaround the room and Debra suppressed a smile.
'Myhusband likes to play bondage games, asks me to tie him up and play withhim. He likes this very much,' Debra said with a sly smile pointing at Ross'shard cock, 'as you can see.'
Thewatching women laughed loudly at that and Lara called out, 'it's not verybig, is it?'
'No,'Debra sighed mockingly, 'it's not, but size doesn't really matter, does it?'
'Ofcourse it bloody does!' a big woman down the front called out and Sharonwished she could slide down on the seat and hide.
'Tomorrowis Ross's birthday and I'm going to grant him a special birthday gift, I'mgoing to give him the fantasy he wants. It's a wife's duty after all. Listen,'she said, producing a small recorder and the women leaned forward to hear.
'Areyou sure, darling?' Itwas Debra's voice, so calm and concerned.
'Yes,' theyheard Ross gasp. Of course, they didn't know that Debra had mercilessly teasedRoss's cock for half an hour before switching the hidden recorder on.
'Youwant me to put you in a chastity belt for a year?'
'Yes,yes,' he gasped.
' Noorgasms for a year? '
Yes,none!'
'Andyou want your last orgasm to be special, perhaps with my friends?'
' Yes,yes, oooh god, ' his voicemoaned on the tape and all the women nodded their heads knowingly, guessinghe had come.
Debraswitched off the tape and smiled at the women while Ross wished the floorwould open up and drag him down to hell. Unfortunately, his small cock wasstill hard and twitching, much to the delight of his audience.
Wavinga folder with papers towards the audience, Debra said, 'I have transcriptsof most of his fantasies and there is a contract he signed that gives mepermission to enforce his fantasies.' She smiled coldly at Ross. He rememberedsigning that stupid letter! Ithad been a game , he recalled, atleast, at the time it was! With a sinking heart, the fact his wife was asolicitor, hit him like a ton of bricks!
'Lookup, darling,' Debra said, tilting his chin and Ross unwillingly looked upat the smiling faces in front of him. His eyes bulged when he saw Sharonseated in the second row and his heart sank as he realised that all the womenin the town would soon know of his plight.
'Everyone'shere to watch your last orgasm and to see the chastity belt go on. Happybirthday,' she said softly, kissing his cheek and slipping her hand aroundhis cock. 'I hope you really enjoy this because it's your last for a year.'
Lookingup at the audience as she held the pink handtowel under her husbands cock,Debra said conversationally to the group, 'he won't take long, he never does,especially when he's getting one of his fantasies.'
Herfingers were relentless and some of the audience clapped in time, gigglingas they watched. Ross tried to will himself not to come but her hands weretoo much and with a grunt and a round of applause from the audience, he cameshamefully. Debra milked him into the towel with a businesslike manner. 'There,'she said, cleaning him up, 'that was his last for a year.'
Rosstearfully watched as his wife began to apply a lubricant to slip his shrinkingcock into the metal tube and wondered if he should try to protest again butknew it was too late, far too late. He clung to his last hope that this wasall a terrible prank and Debra would say it was a joke, just a bit of funfor his birthday.
Thewomen watched with avid interest as his cock was pushed into the tube, somegrinning while Sharon stared miserably at her feet. Sheknows , Sharon realised, Debraknows she's letting me know she does. And Ross likes this stuff, he's submissive?Wish I'd known.
'Nowgirls,' Debra said as the chastity tube was locked, 'let's keep this a secretbetween ourselves; we don't want the men helping him out and destroying hisfantasy, do we? And we'll have another party in twelve months time for Rossto have his next orgasm.'
Therewere murmurs of agreement and Ross felt more tears form in his eyes as Debraremoved the key.
'There,all done. There's your fantasy, birthday boy. Now, Millie is going to takethe key and put it in the vault at the bank.' Ross watched as Debra handedthe key to a mousey woman who was a teller at the local bank branch. 'Now,Millie, you keep that key safe and sound for a year, won't you?'
Milliesmiled coldly at Ross. 'You can count on me, Debra,' and Ross instantly regrettedall the times he had snapped at Millie when he had visited the bank.
Ross,of course, had no idea that Debra had another key hidden in the back of herlingerie drawer and had plans for further humiliations for Ross over thecoming year, humiliations he would be grateful to endure so he could achieveorgasm.
Thewomen applauded as Millie waved the key in the air like a trophy and Rossstood there, his head hanging as the women milled around Debra to congratulateher. 'He's going to get awfully horny,' one woman said, glancing at the humiliatedand sorrowful Ross.
'Yes,'Debra said cheerfully, 'he is, isn't he?'
'Isit healthy for him not to have release for that long?' another woman asked.'My husband uses the old 'blue balls' thing to get me to have sex.'
'Larahas been very helpful in that regard and I think you'll find your husbandhas been manipulating you.' Debra said and Lara smiled. 'Lara explained tome how to milk his prostate once a month for health reasons.' Ross lookedat her with a horrified expression but Debra ignored it and sailed on. 'Apparently,the discharge leaks out, he's drained but doesn't experience orgasm, he won'teven feel it, and there won't be any enjoyment.'
'Canwe watch?' a woman asked eagerly.
'Whynot?'
'Whatabout your sexual satisfaction…'
'Don'tworry, I intend to be satisfied,' Debra said with a hard glint to her eyes.'If Ross doesn't assist me properly,' she said, tracing Ross's lips witha red fingernail and everyone knew exactly what she meant, 'I'll simply goelsewhere. I think I have another fantasy of his on tape somewhere, the onewhere he wants to watch me make love with a another man.'
Danniand Lara had brought Sharon to the front of the room and she desperatelytried to avoid Ross's eyes. She needn't have worried as Ross was staringpathetically at the floor, trying to control his tears, spittle drippingfrom around the gag.
'Sharon,I hope you won't tease him your office,' Debra said with mock concern, 'itwould make life unbearable for him.'
'No,'Sharon mumbled, 'I won't.'
'Thenagain, perhaps you could teasehim a little?' Debra said with a hard stare. 'Short skirts, a glimpse ofstocking tops, even knickers? You could do that to make amends, if you getmy drift?'
Sharonswallowed hard and looked wildly around the room. 'I have to go,' she saiddesperately and Debra, Danni and Lara laughed as they watched Sharon boltto the door.
'I'msure she'll come round,' Lara said with a grin, 'with a little persuasion.'
'Shedoes have nice legs,' Debra added, 'and a nice figure so it will be painfulfor poor Ross.' They smiled and Debra turned to her defeated husband.
'Comeon, Ross,' Debra said, leading him back up the stairs, 'I'll unlock yourhandcuffs so you can get dressed. We have a cake for the birthday boy tocut.' Debra fought to keep a smile off her face as she saw another tear rolldown Ross's face. 'Come on birthday boy, you can thank me later in a special wayfor bringing your birthday fantasy true. I suspect,' she said coldly, 'you'llbe thanking me quite a lot during the next twelve months.'
EndPart 1 of 12 Parts of Birthday Boy by Carmenica Diaz
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