0 comments/ 276651 views/ 85 favorites A Wife's Deepest Desire for Control By: Mistress_Wife This story is based in fact and fantasy, it is intended for adults only. This story cannot be reproduced in part or whole without permission from the author. The author may be contacted at the email at the end of the story. If you like the story, or have ideas of your own please email, I would love to hear from everyone, especially well hung black men who like this story. wink wink. * * * * * She didn't know what woke her up. It was quiet and dark in the bedroom. The only sound was the gentle whirring of the ceiling fan. But she sensed something wasn't right. She couldn't put her finger on it, but it was there. She laid there for a couple of minutes listening to the darkness wondering what it was that was playing across the back of her mind. She rose out of bed stretching. The muscles in the back of her legs and thighs felt pulled and stretched. The gentle soreness between her legs made her think back to last night, back to feeling her husbands cock stroking in and out of her pulsating hole. Just thinking about it made her wet. She could remember his scent, his taste. He knew how to please her, and she appreciated the effort he put into it. He was always ready and willing, if not a bit too willing and too ready. Reaching over she pulled her nightgown off of the chair slipping it over her head and down her body in one flowing motion. She headed for the bathroom, and as she neared the door she noticed that the door was cracked open and a gentle light was streaming from the crack. There was a strange noise coming from the bathroom, it was a gentle rustling sound like cloth rubbing against itself. For some unknown reason she decided to pause before going into the bathroom and look thru the crack. She saw something that made her catch her breath and almost gasp out loud. There sitting in the half filled tub was her husband with his cock held tightly in his hand, stroking it up and down with deft precision. It wasn't the first time she had seen him stroke his cock, but it was the first time she had caught him in the act, caught him pleasing himself without her. Her eyes were locked on his cock, locked on the deepening purpling of the head. The cock head was growing, mushrooming. Looking closely she thought she could see the slightly whitish shine of his pre-cum. Unconsciously she licked her lips remembering the taste his cock in her mouth. How the head of his cock had felt sliding across her lips and down to the back of her throat, she had worked so hard to be able to deep throat him, she had finally for the first time swallowed his entire cock last night. Her pussy was throbbing, aching watching him play with his cock. She reached down and put her hand between her legs and started to gently run her finger along her slit, it was wet, very wet. As her hand moved up to her clit her eyes never left his hands and his cock. She couldn't have pulled her eyes away if she tried. Her hand started moving faster on her clit. His hand was becoming a blur as he stroked faster and faster. She watched in amazement as soon he was using both hands, one stroking his cock, the other gripping his balls pulling them down and away from his body. She felt the pressure in her pussy was growing; she was getting close to an orgasm. Her knees felt weak, so weak in fact she had to lean against the wall to keep from crashing thru the door. Just as she was ready to cum, thrusting her fingers in and out of her sopping wet pussy he shot his load. She watched as the arches of cum shot from the head of his cock landing in white clumps like vanilla pudding on his chest and stomach. He was very careful to be quiet, but still a deep groan slipped from his lips as the last huge shot of cum ejected itself landing on his stomach. The groan startled even him. He quickly splashed water on himself washing his cum from his body while he quickly rose from the tub. His movement surprised her. She jerked her fingers from her pussy and moving as quickly as she could, without making any noise, she retreated from the bathroom door. Once by the bed she stripped off her gown and slid back into bed closing her eyes, pretending to sleep. Her head was spinning and the throbbing between her legs was like jackhammers. Her nipples ached; they were as hard as marbles. The bathroom door opened and he emerged as if nothing had happened. Sneaking a peak at him as he walked across the bedroom she could see his limp cock shriveled and small by the light coming from the bathroom door he had left open. He dressed quietly so he wouldn't disturb her. She wondered what he would think if he knew that just moments ago she was masturbating watching him stroke his dick. How would he feel knowing that it turned her on so much to see him playing with himself? She laid there feeling almost guilty wanting him to leave so that she could indulge in her own secret. Finally, he left kissing her gently on the cheek; she didn't dare move, afraid he would know she was awake. She wanted him to leave. She wanted time to digest what she saw. More than that to she needed to relieve the pressure that was threatening to explode from her pussy. The orgasm he stole from her by cumming to soon, was begging to be released. Reaching under the bed on her side she pulled a box from under the bed. Inside this box was her secret. One she had kept from her husband for fear of how he might take it. Opening the box, she reached in and pulled out a dildo. It was black and firm and felt solid in her hand. She had always felt guilty for this secret but it was a secret that she needed from time to time to scratch the itch that her husband could never reach. The dildo was about 8" long and about 2" around. It was a "real" cock. It filled her up, made her whole body shiver when she pushed it into her pussy. It never failed to make her cum, almost as soon as it was buried into her pussy her body always started convulsing. The orgasms always left her limp. She loved the feeling of being completely full. Her husband's cock was perfect for sucking, it fit so well in her mouth, besides it made it much easier to deep throat, but honestly for fucking she needed something bigger. Oh yea he used his cock well but because of Gods sense of humor, his cock just couldn't scratch that itch that every woman has, the itch to feel her pussy full of cock. Having relieved the stress, she finally got out of bed again. She didn't bother with her gown this time there was no need. Entering the bathroom she leaned over to start the tub and a glimpse of color caught her eye. There behind the toilet was a magazine. She pulled the magazine out noticing it was dog-eared and creased. It was one of those dirty story magazines that you find on lots of newsstands. On the cover was a young woman about her age dressed all in leather from head to toe. In one hand she was holding a riding crop and in the other a dildo that looked a bit like her secret one only slight larger. She had never seen a magazine like this before. But she noticed it was wet, and it dawned on her. Like her, he had a secret. How long had it been there? How long had he had it? She looked at the date on the cover and found to her surprise that it was over 6 months old. How many times had he read it? How many times had he pulled on his cock reading these stories? How many mornings had she laid in bed while he was leisurely stroking his cock? Once the tub was full she eased herself down into the hot water savoring its embrace on her body. The heat of the water soothed the remaining heat in her pussy. She leaned back and closed her eyes for a minute bringing to mind the sights of the morning. Reaching beside the tub she grabbed the magazine deciding to figure out what about this magazine would captivate her husband so, causing him to return to his teenage years and making him hide in the bathroom playing with his cock. She read the magazine slowly, part of the time not believing what she was reading. There was story after story of women dominating men. And dominating them was the least of it. The stories were very graphic. There were several stories where the women actually told the men what bitches they were. They made fun of their tiny cocks, and called them all sorts of names. The power these women had seemed to stem from their ability to verbally control the men but physically as well. The more severe the language it seemed the more the men submitted. She had only imagined saying those things to her husband when her pussy was full of her secret cock. She had often fantasized about him seeing her pussy stretched to its limits but she was always afraid of his reaction. Concerned he would realize just how inadequate his cock was at scratching her itch Probably what amazed her the most were the pictures that were scattered through out the magazines. Men tied in various poses. There were pictures of cocks and balls tied in tight bindings, obvious by the purple hue of their skin alongside the ropes. Clothespins attached to cock, balls and nipples. One picture that caught her eye and made her stop dead and gape at it, was the one of a man tied up unable to move because of the lady from the cover behind him with a dildo strapped to her. The dildo was buried almost to the hilt in his ass. She marveled at the size of the strap on, it was bigger even than her dildo. It amazed her to think that people actually did all those things she had read about in the stories. Was it for real she wondered? Thinking about it stirred a familiar ache between her legs. It was an ache that was only intensified as the pictures continued to grow more intense. There were pictures of women with strap on dildos face fucking the men, making the men swallow these huge cocks. Men hogtied with ropes around their cocks and balls stretching them out to what seem almost painful extremes. She continued reading and before she knew it she had read the magazine from cover to cover. As she turned the last page she found on the inside of the back cover a picture that literally made her gasp out loud. There was a man, with his hands tied behind his back standing there with his cock still hard but obviously spent because of the long stream of cum hanging from the tip. In the picture was the same woman who was on the cover and in her hand was the load the man had just shot and she was feeding it to him. And as she flipped over the back cover there was the man with his load on his tongue and smeared all over his face. From that very moment she knew that things were going to change. And she decided that if that is what he wanted then she was the woman to give it to him. She also had to admit to herself that there was some poetic justice in all this. How many times had he taken her in the ass? How many loads of cum had she swallowed? Didn't she learn to deep throat for his pleasure? Turn about is fair play, and play she would. Besides she was so turned on that she had to admit to herself that there just might be a part of her that had longed for this control. She didn't let on what she had found or that anything had changed. She figured the only way that this would work was if she found a way to take control without giving him time to think about it. She didn't want his embarrassment or ego to stop her. It was no longer about what he wanted; now she wanted it. And as much as it amazed her the more she thought about it the more it turned her on. She spent hours on the web while he was at work exploring the world of female Domination. She found pictures and stories of every kink imaginable. She wanted to learn all about this fantasy of his. She wanted to "learn the ropes" so to speak. In her research she found so many things that turned her on she became more and more convinced that she wanted to dominate him more than she ever realized. She masturbated to the pictures and stories she found, imagining that it was the two of them doing those things instead of the strangers in the story. She ended up masturbating daily with her secret dildo dreaming of the things she would do to him. There were several mornings that she would sneak up to the bathroom while he was "supposedly" getting ready for work and watch him masturbate. One morning his routine changed. She was awakened one morning by soft gentle moaning coming from the bathroom. Excitedly she got out of bed and moved to the bathroom door. Even with all she had seen him do before nothing prepared her for the sight she saw as she looked into the bathroom. He was standing in the shower leaning heavily against the wall with his ass pointed toward her. And there in his hand was a dildo. She couldn't believe her eyes. It wasn't a large dildo, in fact she mused that it was about the size of his little prick. She could see the head of the dildo was already disappearing into his little asshole. She couldn't take her eyes off of his ass as he worked his toy cock further up his ass. From the ease at which it disappeared, she knew that this wasn't the first time, nor the 50th, God knows how long he had been fucking himself. She didn't think anything could turn her on more than watching him jack off, but this did. She was so wet she could feel it running down the inside of her thighs. Fuck it was hot to see her man taking a cock in his ass like he was born to it. She knew she had to have his ass. She had to own it. She stood there watching him fucking himself and from the movement in his back she could tell that he was stroking his little cock for all it was worth. She was so mesmerized by what she saw she didn't even think of touching herself, in fact she hardly breathed she didn't want anything to interrupt this. She was as turned on as she had EVER been in her life, and for the first time she truly understood what the women in the stories found so exciting. His rhythm picked up, he was driving that dildo in and out of his "pussy" quickly now. She could tell he was trying to be quiet but it was obvious he was enjoying himself. The noises he was making were coming from deep within his throat; nothing seemed to matter to him except getting more of that dildo up his ass. His body began to convulse he pushed the dildo deep and threw his head back as he came. His body shifted just enough for her to see his cock. God it was purple, and it was larger than she had ever seen it, the head of his cock was twice as big as it had ever been. She watched as he began to shoot his cum. He kept stroking his cock using his own cum for a lubricant making his cock shiny. He stroked himself until it was obvious his balls had dumped their entire load onto the shower floor. Then to her shock he brought one of his fingers to his mouth and she could see a drop of cum on it, which he licked off sucking his finger deeply into his mouth. Where had he hidden that cock she wondered, until she saw the back lid was off the toilet. That sneaky little prick (and she meant that literally) no wonder she hadn't found it. She had looked for other magazines and had found a couple in his workbench in the garage, but she never thought to look in the tank of the fucking toilet. She marveled at his ingenuity, and also reveled in how embarrassed he would be when she told him she knew everything. She decided that Saturday would be the day that his "training" would begin. She just hoped that she could wait until then. It seemed so far away. She took the opportunity Friday morning to go to the local adult bookstore and do her "shopping". She was amazed at the variety of toys that were available. Not knowing what all she wanted, she bought a huge variety of things. Butt plugs, ropes, handcuffs, a strap on dildo harness, several different sizes of dildos, ball gag's, and even one gag that had an insert for his mouth and a place to put one of the dildos in for her to ride his face. She also bought a black leather hood; she had special plans for it. The final thing she bought herself a black leather outfit. It was as close as she could find to the one the woman was wearing on the cover of his jerk off magazine. Friday night she went to bed and they made love. She marveled that he didn't notice how loose her pussy was, she had masturbated with all the dildos she had purchased that day, and quite honestly his cock seem smaller than usual. Fuck he barely hit the sides she had to kegal hard to even feel that there was much of anything in her. She finally had to put her legs over his shoulders to get into a position where she could finally feel his cock. Much to her surprise she liked the idea that tomorrow she would be not only telling him about not feeling him inside her, but also showing him how she reacted to a cock that could really fill her up. She couldn't wait to see the look on his face when he realized that she had been fucking herself since the day they were married to satisfy herself in ways his puny little dick couldn't hope to. She knew it would embarrass him, make him feel inadequate, but more importantly she would no longer have to wait for her pleasure she would be able to have what she wanted and needed anytime she wanted. Saturday morning came early for her. She got out of bed took a leisurely bath and dressed in her new leather outfit putting on a bathrobe to hide it. She waited somewhat impatiently for him to wakeup. He woke as he usually did on a weekend morning first going to the bathroom and jumping into a shower. When he came out of the shower she told him she had surprise for him and that he needed to shut his eyes and put his hands behind his back. He did, and she knelt before him taking his cock into her mouth running her tongue up and down his shaft. She paused telling him not to move his hands from behind his back or she would quit. She sucked him for a few minutes more and then rose up kissing his body as she moved up to his face. She moved around behind him, all the time stroking and touching him. Telling him how turned on she was and how good he tasted. When she got behind him she told him not to move and she quietly pulled a pair of handcuffs from the pocket of her robe quickly fastening around his wrists locking them tight. "What are you doing?" he asked with disbelief in his voice "What ever I want," she said, chuckling to herself at her cleverness and feeling her pussy throb at what was about to happen. "You see" she continued, "I found out about your little secret" "What secret" She looked him strait in they eyes and said "The fact that you can't keep your hands off your puny little cock, and that when you do it you are reading your dirty magazines" He paled as she spoke, but she noticed that his cock, which had gone flaccid when she handcuffed him, was stirring between his legs. "How did you find out?" "I have been watching you for the last couple of weeks playing with yourself before you go to work when you think I am sleeping" she said flatly. She enjoyed watching his face go red as she spoke. "But" he started to say "Shut up bitch," she said to him with a look on her face that made him shut his mouth quickly with an apprehensive look on his face. "Now the rules have changed. It is obvious you don't think you are getting enough sex, if you have to play with yourself all the time." While she talked she walked back around in front of him and grabbed him by the cock leading him over to the bed. "Stand there, don't move and don't say a word" he nodded in response She reached under the bed and pulled out several sacks. She dumped them all out on the bed in front of him. What he saw made him gasp. He saw all the toys she had purchased, amazed at the collection. "Before this weekend is over you will be very familiar with all these things. Do you understand?' "Yes" he replied. "Yes what, what do the other pussy men call the women who own them, who use them, who fuck them?" she said grabbing his balls and squeezing A Wife's Deepest Desire For Control Ch. 02 This is part 2 of the Mistress_Wife Saga. To fully understand this story I would suggest you read A Wife’s Deepest Desire for Control. I will forewarn you the first installment of this saga is long, and I apologize in advance for the how long it is. I will be doing smaller installments such as this one for those of you wanting to follow the story. I will be adding parts regularly (as long as people give me feedback they want it to continue). This story is based in fact and fantasy, it is intended for adults only. What isn’t fact yet I plan to make fact soon. This story is protected by copyright and may not be duplicated, reprinted, copied or placed on any Internet Website without permission of the author. All rights reserved. If you like the story, or have ideas, or your own experiences please email I would love to hear from everyone, especially well hung men in Texas who like this story and who would like to help me make my fantasies reality. . Part – 2 She finished her cigarette and looked at him again. He was still laying there, her husband, her slave. He looked almost comical. He was lying on his back, his arms at his sides, and his cock semi hard in the pink plastic “Curve” that trapped his cock never letting it get fully hard. The “Curve” gave him just enough room to let him get semi hard before it became extremely uncomfortable. His chest and face was covered with the sticky remains of the 3 black men that had just a short time before used him for their pleasure. She had watched as one of them fucked his ass while the other two had force-fed him their large black meat. She could see that his beard was literally matted with the leftovers of the semen that hadn’t made its way into his mouth. In fact, there was very little of his front side that wasn’t covered with some sort of leftovers from the sex that she had made him participate in. Even his own cum was pooled on his stomach, he had cum while he was being fucked, no one had even touched his cock, it had almost made her cum watching him lose control like that. He looked pathetic and incredibly sexy at the same time. “Bath time” she announced getting up from her resting spot, “Get me a soda and get your pussy ass into the bathroom. When the haze had finally worn off a bit he started feeling cum drying on his skin making the skin over most of his body tighten He could still smell the musk of the men, it .seemed to have seeped into every pore of his skin and it assaulted his nose with every breath. The musk was heavy around him. The smell wasn’t bad, but strong, and a constant reminder of what had happened, his complete submission. He quickly rose and got her a Mountain Dew with plenty of ice just the way she like it and then hurried to the bathroom to get her bath ready. He handed her the drink from which she took a sip and then she motioned to him to run the bath. “Do I have to tell you everything? Or is it because you are preoccupied thinking about all that big black cock” she taunted him. “I know you liked it, you came from getting fucked in the ass with no one even touching that pathetic little excuse for a thing you call a cock.” She teasingly scolded him, satisfied when she saw a bright blush spread across his face and chest. She eased herself down into the soothing water. It amazed her how tense her body was. She thought about it and realized that during the entire evening, she hadn’t relaxed; she hadn’t had one moment where her muscles weren’t charged with sexual energy. It was like holding a muscle tight until it gets that dull ache. “Wash Me Tiny” she instructed him He slowly began to wash every inch of her body. He wanted to get in the tub as soon as possible so he could also clean himself up. Almost any movement caused the dried cum on his body to pull and crack. He had stolen a glace of himself in the bathroom mirror as he was following her. His face was almost white with the drying cum. In his beard and mustache he had seen large globs of cum, and it was matting his beard badly. “Get a towel and dry me slut,” she said, breaking him out of his thoughts. He grabbed a towel, and began to slowly dry her body, GOD she was beautiful he thought. She had perfect features, long blond hair, deep brown eyes, small firm breasts and each one perky with her pink nipples pointing up. Her stomach was completely flat, and led down to a perfect small triangle of dark blond hair closely trimmed. And as she turned for him to dry her back his favorite feature came into view, her ass. She had a perfect playboy ass. She loved the touch of the towel and his hands against her. And she found herself craving his hands more and more. ”Follow Me,” she said grabbing him by his cock prison leading him into the bedroom. “I want lotion over every inch of my body” she instructed him pointing to the lotion on her nightstand. He grabbed the lotion and when he reached the side of the bed he opened the bottle and squirted a small amount on her back. , She jumped as the cold white liquid hit her back. “Damn it” she shouted, “What the hell do you think you are doing?” she exclaimed, raising herself off the bed to tower over him. “That was cold, you faggot, here I’m warm from a tub and you dump that cold shit on my back. I can’t believe you did that, you bitch. Get on your hands and knees, NOW” she barked. He got on his hands and knees on the bed, knowing that his punishment would be forth coming. Once he was on his knees, she stood back and looked at him. , “Turn your face away,” she told him. “Don’t look at me” She stood there letting him wonder what his fate would be. What he didn’t know was it wouldn’t have made any difference if he had warmed the lotion, she had something planned, something that would make him squirm. She found herself smiling in spite of herself. She loved this slave, her husband. He had submitted to her, submitted beyond his fantasies and into hers. She wanted to keep the Mistress alive in her; , the passion that her alter ego sparked in her was addictive. And she planned to keep feeding her addiction, she had plans for him, plans for her, and she needed her fix. He was shocked at the form that the punishment took. He felt something cold pressed against his sore ass; he soon realized it was a piece of ice. He shuddered as the ice slipped past his asshole and was shoved inside his ass. “Is that cold bitch?” she asked “Yes Mistress” he whispered She took another piece of ice and inserted it. “Is that cold Faggot?” she said again “Yes Mistress” he said louder than before, as he felt yet another piece of ice shoved quickly in after the last. “Good you cock sucking whore, maybe next time you will think before you do something like that again” she chided him, inserting a fourth piece of ice into his ass She then took the large butt plug and shoved it into his ass without any warning. “Can’t have you leaking on the bed now can we slut?” “Now, lets try this again,” she said motioning for him to kneel on the bed as she again laid down in front of him. “You might want to warm it up this time tiny, I am sure I can find more room for ice” She said with an evil twinkle in her eyes. His ass was freezing, he could feel the cold deep inside him, the plug had pushed the ice deep inside him causing it to rest painfully against his prostate, it caused his ass to pulse reflexively around the plug making is seem much bigger than it was. He could swear he could feel each piece of ice melt inside him. He took the lotion and put it in the palm of his hand and began to warm it, and just to be sure it was warm enough he began to vigorously rub his hands together, then tentatively he rubbed the lotion into her soft skin. “Much better” she sighed as the first of the warm lotion soothed her skin. “That’s how you do it tiny.” He sighed in relief; his ass was still pulsating against the cold he didn’t want any more ice in his ass and was certain that would be the result if he screwed up again. He enthusiastically started to put lotion on her entire body, thankful for the chance to touch her gorgeous form. She allowed him free rein to touch her anywhere he wanted, but he soon found it torturous to touch her ass, breasts or pussy because his cock became painfully hard and his ass pulsed even more around the plug. But he did have to admit to himself that it was a wonderful torture and quickly decided that he would put up with any pain to be able to get to touch her. “Bedtime” she announced He looked at her with shock, surely he would be able to shower before bed, he started to ask, but she began to speak as if she had read his mind, “No you don’t get to shower bitch, you can wear that cum to bed, I like the smell of those cocks on you, and besides you might actually remember to warm the lotion next time.” He watched as she got up and put on her nightgown and moved to get into bed ”Get your ass in bed faggot, its bedtime she demanded. She almost laughed at the look on his face, she knew he couldn’t believe it, and honestly she didn’t give a shit. She looked down and saw his purple little clit straining to be free “I want to go to bed, so I would suggest you move your cock loving ass, bitch before I put something bigger in it.” He moved to his side of the bed and quietly got under the covers, he felt her spoon up against him throwing her arm over him, and within minutes he heard the rhythmic sounds of her breathing and knew she had already fallen asleep. It took him much longer to fall asleep, his ass throbbed, and his cock was straining against its prison, but probably the one thing that kept him awake the longest was the scent that was invading his nose, the scent of those black cocks on his face, and he was certain that the memory of those cock would be the subject of his dreams. He woke the next morning to find her already out of bed and dressed. “Get up slut you have things to do,” she instructed him. “You can bathe now, in fact you have one hour to clean up in the bathroom and then you will return to me naked” “Take the plug out and I suggest you soak that ass of yours; I may decide that I want your ass again and I really do not want to worry about the plug getting in the way, besides I WILL NOT put up with you whining because your asshole is sore.” she said and then left the room. He quickly moved into the bathroom thinking to himself that he would first shower and then run a tub so he could soak for a while. He could still smell those three cocks, as well as the distinctive scent of their combined cum which they had left like marks of ownership across his body. He moved to stand under the warm water of the shower and lathered himself everywhere being sure to get off all the dried cum that was still on his body from the day before. , As he washed his body he found the cum everywhere, on his face, beard, hair and even in both of his ears. He removed the plug from his ass very carefully, he did feel empty after having it in his ass for so long but he was glad to finally feel empty, after the fucking he had taken the day before he was sore and really wanted and needed to let his ass rest for awhile. He quickly plugged the tub so it would start filling and he sighed as he lowered himself into the water, it felt wonderful to finally soak his ass and relax. . He was thankful she had said he didn’t have to wear the plug, but he was also afraid of her statement about having his ass available, but he decided that he would deal with that when he had to, but for now he just enjoyed any break his ass could get. He lost track of time as he was bathing and when he finally looked at his watch he found he didn’t have much time to get out of the tub and get to his wife, so he kicked it into high gear. He arrived in front of his wife and Mistress on time, but just barely. , As he stood in front of her naked he couldn’t help but be thankful to finally be free of the prison of scents and dried cum that had seemed to mummify him through the night. “Okay faggot, this is the way the day will go” she began. “First you will not get dressed all day, no matter what. Second, there are some new rules; all of these rules will come into effect any time that I say the word “Submit” to you. Do you understand?” she waited for him to nod and then she continued. She pulled out a piece of paper and began to read to him. 1. You are only allowed to submit to me. 2. You are to reply to all my commands as either yes maam or no maam. 3. You are not to speak unless spoken to. 4. When you are told to submit there will be no questions, and/or no comments. 5. You will suck and fuck all cocks you are commanded to, NO hesitation. 6. At ALL times you will show EVERY cock how much you love what you are doing. 7. ALL rules and boundaries will be worked out before hand and WILL NOT be discussed with anyone other than your Mistress. 8. If I have you serving anyone other than myself, then you will only submit if I have approved you to do so, otherwise submit to ONLY my commands. 9. Only I can overrule a command otherwise you are to submit. 10. You are to NEVER look your sexual partner in the eye unless you have been told to do so. 11. If you have been told to look your sexual partner in the eye, then once you have done as you are told you will cast your eyes down again. 12. There is absolutely NO Cumming unless I approve it, BEFORE the fact. 13. Only I can add or change these rules in any way.” He looked at her with a mixture of horror and excitement. The rules were clear. There wasn’t any room for argument or ambiguity. All cocks he thought, fuck and suck, he hadn’t ever imagined she would take it this far. He had half expected her to release him this morning, but he shivered because the look in her eye told him she had just begun. “Faggot do you have any questions? She asked “No” he replied quietly. “Good bitch because there is no way I am changing any of these, so get used to it you little slut. , But I can see from your hard little clit that you like the idea of being my slut, don’t you bitch?” she said chuckling under her breath “ I guess we will see if you feel the same way by the end of the weekend. Now, I have a list of things for you to do, and you will do them with out question, understand?” she said looking him deep in the eyes. ”Yes” he replied, not really sure what to expect anymore. “Here” she said thrusting the rules and a list into his hands. “But before you start on the list, hang these rules on the bathroom mirror so you can memorize them, because tonight you will have to recite them to me, without error.” She said After he had taken the rules and posted them on the mirror, he looked over the list and to his relief they were chores around the house. He started going down the list, and started doing all the things that she had wanted him to do and he had put off for so long, now he had no choice. This wasn’t exactly the type of submission he had in mind but he knew if he called a stop to this, everything would stop. He worked most of the morning on all the little things that needed to be done. He even began to get used to being naked around the house. He didn’t know where his wife had gotten off to and he thought about it from time to time, but he was soon wrapped up in his own tasks and it felt great to be doing what he considered to be manly things. He nearly jumped out of his skin, and his concentration was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. He was very thankful that he was back in the master bath replacing the light fixtures instead of fixing the broken outlet in the living room. But he still stopped working, frozen and not breathing waiting for the worst, but after 5 minutes he relaxed and turned his attention back to fastening the fixture to the wall with his cordless drill. “Tiny come here” he heard his wife calling He put down his cordless drill and walked out of the bedroom and headed down the hall to the living room. As he rounded the corner of the hall, he was met by his wife who had a wide smile on her face. “Submit” was all she said. He stopped dead in his tracks, the rules running through his mind and the implications and weight of that single word. He dropped his eyes to the floor and said “Yes Maam” very quietly. She stood very close to him and whispered in his ear “I am going to love this slut, your such a pathetic faggot, I am about to show you just what a whore you really are and remember the rules tiny or you will be sorry” she continued grabbing his balls tightly and squeezing. ‘Yes Maam” he gasped She led him by the balls into the living room. “On your knees bitch” she said pulling him down by his nuts. “Don’t you fucking look up you piece of shit” “He’s ready, for you” she called to the foyer. He heard footsteps, and saw a pair of work boots standing before him and a pair of faded blue jeans He heard a man laughing, “I can’t believe it, you weren’t kidding, and you have his cock locked up in a pink cage, fuck. I have never seen anything like that before. From what I can see in that little cage of yours, I now understand why she turned you into a cock sucking whore” He laughed heartily. “Well, cocksucker, your wife has told me all about you and how you love big black cock, now she wants to see how you like white cock, I am going to fuck your face you bitch, she wants to see you used, and I plan to give her one hell of a show. So faggot, get started, I only have about 30 minutes, and I don’t want to waste one fucking moment of it.” “Take out his cock, slut” she ordered. He reached up and began unhooking the brown worn belt that was holding up his jeans then unbuttoned the top and pulled down the zipper. He found himself staring at this guy’s crotch and the base of his semi hard cock. He pulled off the jeans and released the cock beneath. It wasn’t a huge cock, not even a really a big cock; it was about 7” long and average thickness. The distinctive muskiness of cock filled his nose; it was a heady smell, like a mild drug. It was obvious that whoever this was he had been working and his musky scent was strong. It wasn’t a dirty smell, but stronger then the black cocks had been the day before. The cock was almost completely hard by the time he had this guys pants around his knees. “Suck it faggot,” she said. “I want to see if you like white cock as much as you like black cock,” she continued pushing his mouth onto the cock in front of him. He opened his mouth and took this new cock into his mouth as far as possible. It apparently wasn’t far enough for her because she pushed on the back of his head until he felt the cock hit the back of his throat gagging him. Once he gagged she eased the pressure on his head so he could catch his breath. ”You better suck that cock good faggot, and don’t you stop until he cum’s” she said releasing his head. “Use his mouth, the little cunt loves cock in his mouth,” she said to the owner of the cock that was so firmly placed in his mouth. “Show him what a cock sucking whore he is.” With that the guy grabbed the back of his head and started fucking his face. It was all he could do to get his hand wrapped around the base of the cock before it choked him. The guy fucked his face hard for about 5 minutes and then pulled it out of his mouth and said ”Suck my balls bitch” “Do it” she chimed in Using the hand that was holding the base of the man’s cock, he pushed it towards his body so he had full access to this man’s balls. “Do it NOW whore” she said. He started licking the balls, first the right and then the left teasing them gently with his tongue. With each lick he could feel them dance under the softness of his tongue. A Wife's Deepest Desire For Control Ch. 02 ”He said that he wanted you to suck his balls you fucking cock sucker, can’t you hear whore? Do what he said faggot,” she demanded. He quickly but gently sucked the guy’s nuts into his mouth. He could feel the hard balls inside the soft sack that filled his mouth. He gently rolled the balls with his tongue inside his mouth. This brought a deep guttural moan from the man. “Oh yea, faggot that’s it” the man moaned. He kept this up, gently taking one ball then the other in his mouth rolling them around. Occasionally he took both in his mouth and pulled gently down away from the body, this caused the rigid cock to pulse wildly in his hand. He began to stroke the cock in long slow strokes, trying to make both the cock and balls feel good. “Damn cunt, I am going to cum” the man moaned after about 10 minutes of having his balls sucked and his cock stroked. . “Get that cock in your mouth” he heard his wife command He let the balls fall from his mouth and returned the cock back to his mouth, it seemed bigger and the head had become purple and swollen. As soon as his mouth closed around the head of the cock, the man lost control and grabbed the back of his head and began to thrust his hips, wildly fucking his face. He could taste the beginning of the end. The cock began to ooze the salty liquid that he had stirred up while sucking this guys balls. “I am fucking cumming slut, drink my cum you cock sucker” he groaned. “Yes faggot show him that you are a cum eating whore, don’t spill a drop I want you to eat it all” she instructed him holding the back of his head so there is no escape. Then it happened, the man’s legs went stiff his hips locked and he thrust his cock as deep as possible and released the first jet of cum into the back of his throat. The first jet caused him to jerk back trying to escape from the onslaught on his throat, but there were 2 sets of hands holding his head firmly in place. “ARGHHHHHHHH OH FUCK, OH SHIT,” growled the man thrusting his hips in rhythm with each ejaculation. “Eat my load faggot” “That’s it my cum drinking faggot,” she said as she watched his throat convulsing to swallow the load. Finally with a final shudder the man’s cock began to soften in his mouth. He wanted to pull his mouth off so that he could swallow properly but the man had a different idea, he seemed to like feeling his cock go soft inside his mouth and made no move to remove it. “While I talk to your owner, don’t let that cock fall out of your mouth bitch,” the man instructed. “That ought to keep you quiet” he chuckled. “Do it” she agreed, “SO how was my little faggot, did he suck you okay?” she asked the guy. “I have to admit, he wasn’t bad, you have trained the bitch well” he replied “I would like to do this again if you don’t mind” “Sure anytime, just let me know when” she replied to the man. “Great I can’t wait”, he said with a big smile on his face. Well faggot, I gotta run, but I will be back, a hot fucking mouth to use anytime I want is too much to pass up” he said as he slowly withdrew his cock and moved away to pull up his pants “I will be working on site for another couple weeks and this will make a nice break,” he laughed Finally the cock was out of his mouth and he could swallow the last of the salty liquid. His mouth ached and his knees were sore from trying to keep his balance. “I will see you later” she said to the man as they walked to the door together. She returned and stood in front of him. “Okay, submission is over, you have things to do” she said and walked away leaving him kneeling there with his head spinning. “But” he started to say more when she interrupted him “It is over faggot, get your pussy ass back to work, you have a lot to do,” she said “I don’t want to hear another word out of your cock sucking mouth until everything on your list is done.” He rose slowly and started down the hallway, back to the light fixture he had left undone. His mind swam, he hadn’t even seen this guys face, he knew he was a construction worker by his clothes, and that there were 3 houses being built in the area, but what he couldn’t figure out was which one was he from? He had to drive by each site every morning on the way to work and at one of them was the cock he had just sucked. He shuddered at the thought. And worse yet when would that cock return to assault is mouth. He shook his head trying to clear his mind and he stood in the bathroom quite awhile trying to clear his head before he could go back to work on the light. She watched him walk away, she could see from his posture he knew that there was more to come, much more. She had watched his cock the entire time he was servicing the construction worker, it had gone back and forth from hard to soft, she had loved seeing it strain against its prison and to see it go soft when he realized that she was going to make him swallow the load. She had been so lucky to find this guy, she had been online chatting when he had popped up in a chat room, looking for a bi guy to give him head, she had chatted with him and found out he was divorced, and was really more straight than bi, but enjoyed getting head from men “when the women were running slow” as he had put it. And as luck would have it he was working on a house being built just down the road from their house. When she had explained her situation to him, he had been eager to help out. He had said he would love to have a stress reliever close at hand, other than his own hand of course, she remembered chuckling to herself. He was polite and respectful and she knew that he wouldn’t overstep the bounds she had set for him. She also had to admit she loved having a cock so close that she could use on her husband anytime she wanted. She started to walk into the office where her sewing machine was; she had decided that she wanted to redecorate their bedroom, so she went in to finish the new curtains. As she took her first step she could feel the wetness between her legs she was so wet she could feel it starting to run down her thighs, damn she was turned on, and she wanted to cum badly, and she needed it now. She quickly walked into the bedroom and called “Get your fucking ass out here” she snapped. She reached into her “toy” drawer and grabbed her strap on “on the bed cunt” she continued stepping into the harness the held an 8” long, and very thick flesh colored cock. “On your fucking knees on the edge of the bed bitch” she said making final adjustments to her “cock” making sure it was pressing on all the right places. She was moving with an urgency that surprised even her. She had a case of blue balls for the lack of a better word to describe it; her sex ached clear up to her belly button. She wanted his pussy and she wanted it now. She moved quickly up behind him and began pressing the head of the cock against his asshole. “Lubrication” he moaned “You mean your fucking ass isn’t stretched out enough to take my cock whore?” she said with a hint of mockery in her voice. “I am very fucking disappointed in you, I shouldn’t have let you go without the plug today, I won’t make the mistake again” she spit in her hand and then he felt her spit hit his ass just above the cock she had pressed against his ass. He didn’t know it but the “spit” that had hit is ass was really a squirt of lubricant. “Isn’t that what you did when I used to let you fuck me and you hadn’t taken time to do it right and get me turned on, I remember you said it was the best lubricant, lets just find out shall we, slut?” she said rubbing her “spit” over the cock. “ahhhh” he moaned as she firmly pushed the cock into his ass. All that escaped his mouth was a gasp of air. He waited for the pain, waited to feel her cock split him open forcing itself into him. He tried to relax, tried to ease the way for her cock. He was amazed how easily the cock began to slide into him. He didn’t know how much spit she had used but he was thankful for every drop. Damn she liked the look of that cock disappearing into his ass. She would love to have a cock of her own, she was sure the feeling of his ass wrapped so tightly around her cock would feel wonderful. For a minute she felt jealous of the big black cock that had used this tight ass before her. She knew that it had to have felt good to that big black cock of his, she had seen the look on Cole’s face as he had used her slaves’ ass, it was the face of ecstasy. She closed her eyes, and let her imagination run away with her, she made her cock real in her mind, it became an 8” clit, it became her cock. She began to fuck him, she took short strokes followed with grinding her cock into his ass, each stroke teased her clit, and each grind gave her the exact pressure she needed on her clit to drive her wild. She grabbed his hips and began to move him how she wanted him to move so she would get more pressure on her clit. “Grind your ass on my cock” she moaned “show me how much you like my fat cock whore” He gritted his teeth and pushed back as hard as he could on her cock, he was pushing back as hard as she was pushing into him, and within moments he heard her begin to orgasm. She pushed him down to the bed on his stomach so she could put all her weight on the cock in his ass, she literally lifted her feet off the bed steadying herself with her hands and began grinding her cock down hard into his ass. “Yea slut, I know you like it when I use your pussy, you like big hard cock in your ass, I know because I watched you please those black guys you faggot” she moaned and her body began to shake with the intensity of her orgasm as if her own words had thrown her over the edge. She collapsed on him. She laid there knowing that he was uncomfortable but she was very comfortable. She felt him shifting under her, gentle hints for her to move off of him. “Submit” she whispered in his ear, feeling him go stiff and then limp “I am comfortable and think I will take a little nap, don’t wake me until I wake up, Understand?” she asked in a voice that told him he had no choice. “Yes Maam” The simple word “submit” was like a narcotic to her, she loved his response, loved the power, the control and more than that she loved him for submitting. She knew that she would be saying it again and much sooner than he knew because she had plans for tonight. She had to admit that she loved the feel of his body against hers, he felt familiar, felt safe. She was lucky to have a slave she could love, she couldn’t imagine doing the things she had done to him, or planned to do to him without loving him and knowing that he loved her and would do anything to please her. Love has many forms she mused. With that last thought she let herself drift off to sleep, smiling against him as she felt his ass twitching on her cock, gently rubbing her clit, soothing her to sleep. A Wife's Deepest Desire For Control Ch. 3 This is part 3 of the Mistress Wife Saga. To fully understand this story I would suggest you read A Wife’s Deepest Desire for Control and then Part 2. I will forewarn you the first installment of this saga is very long and I apologize in advance for the how long it is but I hope you will enjoy reading it. I will be doing smaller installments for those of you wanting to follow our story. . I will be adding parts regularly (as long as people give me feedback they want it to continue). This story is based in fact and fantasy, it is intended for adults only. What isn’t fact yet in this story, I plan to make fact soon, very soon. This story cannot be reproduced in part or whole without permission from the author. The author may be contacted at the email at the end of the story. If you like the story, or have ideas of your own please email, or your own experiences, I would love to hear from everyone, especially well hung men in Texas who like this story and need some relief J. wink wink. One Final thing please VOTE!! for any of my stories that you read!!!!! PLEASE!!! It will keep me writing J I really like to know what people think so all emails are appreciated as well. . She woke not knowing how long she had slept. It didn’t seem that she had slept that long but when she looked at the clock on the nightstand she was a bit surprised to find out she had actually been asleep for 2 hours. She lay there for a moment listening to her husbands breathing. He was asleep; how he had fallen asleep she didn’t know because her cock was still buried in his ass. He had been good, he hadn’t moved, hadn’t complained and she was sure had finally fallen asleep only because he was exhausted because of the events of the last couple of days. She had used him well, and had made sure others had used him well also. As she thought about everything that had happened over the last week or so she began to realize that a very familiar ache was becoming apparent between her legs, she could not resist scratching the itch that her memories had sparked. She began to move her cock in his ass. The 8” cock moved easily in his ass, and the strap on held it firmly in place against her clit. With her first stroke she knew he was awake. A moan escaped his lips. She loved when he moaned like that, an involuntary moan that he could not have stopped even if he wanted. She began to pick up the pace of her using of his ass. She was taking long swift strokes making sure to drive the dildo as deep in his ass as possible. She knew that he was enjoying it because in spite of himself he began to move his ass trying to get even more of her cock in him. “That’s it faggot, show me how much you like my cock in your ass” she said breathlessly. “Move that ass bitch” He began to move his ass even more. He was so turned on it was almost impossible to hear her for the sound of his own heartbeat. He had awakened from a dream of having that big black cock in his ass to find that the cock in his ass was his wife’s. She had not woke him up; she had simply begun to fuck him. Her strokes were long and deliberate. He marveled at how well she used her cock. She knew exactly how hard to fuck him without really hurting him, but enough to make sure he knew that she was taking what she wanted. His ass was sore, but he wanted more, needed more. “Come on cunt” she growled “I am about to cum you better make my cock feel good you puny pricked slut.” He moved his ass in earnest now. All he wanted to do was make her cum, to feel her slam against him in her passion. His efforts were rewarded, she groaned deeply, pushing her cock as deep into his ass as possible, putting as much pressure on her clit as she possibly could.. He continued moving while she continued to shudder. He winced as he felt her fingernails dig into his back just above his shoulder blades. The orgasm seemed to last forever, she ground her pelvis against him stretching his ass even more with her wide circular motions. She was lost in her orgasm, he could feel her body twitching and her fingers dig even deeper into his flesh. The pain only heightened his arousal. Finally she collapsed on him again. ”Damn you are one good fuck” she sighed, “Your fucking ass feels so good on my cock.” He laid there quietly his tiny cock throbbing within its confines. He had wanted so much to rub himself against the bed as she fucked him but to his frustration the cage that enclosed his cock made that impossible, and had in fact had become painful as she had inadvertently pressed his cock into the bed while she fucked him. She quickly rose off of him, pulling the cock from his ass with one stroke. He could almost swear he heard a popping sound as he ass released its grip on the cock that had been invading his ass for the last several hours. His ass ached, more with arousal than with pain at the moment. “Get up” she commanded “Take off my strap on and take my cock and wash it up, then put it away.” He rose quickly, knelt in front of her and began to unbuckle the straps that held the strap on in place. Once he had unfastened the buckles he slid it down over her hips. She stepped out of the harness and as she walked away she said “Once you get that cleaned up and put away I want you to take a shower and wait for me here in the bedroom. “Yes Maam” he replied He hurriedly did as she had told him. He cleaned the dildo thoroughly and dried it setting it on the counter while he showered. The shower felt good. As he soaped his body he wondered what she had planned for him next. He had been surprised so many times in these recent weeks he was beginning to think there was no end to the depths of her imagination. Once he had showered and dried off, he picked up the strap on and went into the bedroom to wait for her. He didn’t have to wait long. She entered the bedroom completely naked. The reaction in him was instantaneous, his cock began to throb and his heart raced. “Damn she is beautiful,” he thought. She moved over to him, and gently ran her fingers down his chest, across his stomach and finally down to his tortured cock and balls. “I need a cock inside me,” she said as she fondled his balls harder “I need a cock really bad” she cooed. His cock got even harder, the pressure of it inside its confines made him wince. He wanted nothing more than to bury his cock deep inside her tight pussy. “Feel my pussy,” she instructed him, guiding his hand between her legs. He gently touched her sex, using his fingers to open the lips of her pussy to feel the soft flesh inside of her. His fingers found her dripping wet. She was slick with her juices. “See how bad I need a cock Tiny” “Yes Maam” he said breathlessly. “There is only one problem, I want a real cock, something that I can feel, not that pathetic little clit you have” “Yes Maam” he said realizing that it wouldn’t be his cock that will be buried deep inside her. “You got all that big cock, faggot, and I am stuck with this,” she said cradling his cock and balls in her hand. “I don’t think that’s fair do you?” “No Maam” he said wondering what she had in mind. “Well I have decided how to remedy that problem” she said “Stand right there and don’t move” “Yes Maam” She took the strap on that she had been wearing earlier and held it out for him to step into. She pulled the harness up over his hips and then adjusted it so it rested just above the base of his cock, this way his cock and balls were situated out of the way and below the harness. Once she had him strapped into the harness, she removed the dildo she had used on him, and replaced it with an even larger cock. This cock was also black; it was 8” long and much thicker than the one she had used on him. Once she had put the dildo in place, and made sure everything was adjusted to her liking, then she smiled at him and said “Now that is a real cock, isn’t it Bitch?” “Yes Maam” he said looking down at his new cock. “If you had a real cock like this one, I would be fucking it instead of this dildo” she chided him. “Yes Maam” he said staring at this new cock, wishing that it WAS his.. She walked over to the bed and got on her hands and knees on the edge of the bed presenting her wet pussy to him. “Lick my pussy bitch,” she said wiggling her ass at him. He immediately moved over to her and dropped to his knees behind her. He drove his tongue into her pussy. He loved nothing more than eating her pussy, nothing more than tasting her and smelling her scent. . His cock was once again straining painfully against his pink prison, but he didn’t care, nothing mattered except eating her sweet tight pussy. “Yea that’s it faggot, show me you like pussy as much as you like cock” she moaned into the bedspread. His response was to move to her clit and pulling it between his lips and sucking on it like a very tiny cock. He moved his tongue across the hood of her clit while he maintained the pressure. He knew she loved this. She moaned as he kept increasing the pressure on her clit and the rhythm of his tongue. She pushed back against his mouth forcing him to brace himself to keep her from tipping him over backwards. “Fuck my pussy with your tongue bitch” she moaned loudly. He moved his tongue up to her wet hole and drove it in as deep as he could. He used his hands to spread your lips open to give him even more access to her. He ran is tongue around her tight hole licking it like an ice cream cone. “Lick my ass NOW” she commanded. He moved his tongue up to her tight ass hole; it was twitching as his tongue approached to take its first lick. She groaned loudly as he began to trace the outline of her tight hole. He gently spread open her ass with his tongue allowing him to fuck her with his tongue. She again moved her ass on his tongue, pushing his tongue deeper into her. “Ahhhhhh” she groaned “I am going to fucking cum, finger-fuck me you faggot but don’t you dare take your tongue out of my ass” He put two fingers in her cunt driving them in to the knuckle. Immediately he felt the familiar rhythmic contractions of orgasm inside of her. Her pussy clamped down on his fingers with the force of a vice and began to milk them. He drove his tongue as deep into her ass as possible forcing her ass to stretch. “OH FUCK, OH FUCK YES” she pushed harder against him as she screamed. “FUCK YES BITCH” Her moaning made him only work harder at driving her crazy, trying to make her cum even harder. His efforts were rewarded when he felt her beginning to shake and shudder. She began to pull away from him to collapse on the bed but he followed her down, never releasing his purchase on her pussy or ass. Just as she fell prone on the bed a second orgasm ripped its way through her body, it wasn’t as big as the first but it still caused her to gasp as she felt it explode from deep within her. He knew he had triggered her g-spot on the second orgasm and the flood of juices that oozed out onto his hand rewarded his efforts. He removed his fingers and moved down with his mouth to clean up every drop of her cum from her pussy and his fingers. GOD he loved the taste of her, he was lost in passion and the taste of her, he didn’t want it to ever end. She lay there as he gently cleaned her up after she had cum. No man had ever been able to eat her the way he could. She remembered the first time he went down on her, it was the first time she had ever cum from anyone eating her. She didn’t realize what all her girlfriends thought was such the big deal about getting eaten until she had found him. Now it was her second favorite way to cum, and she planned in just a few minutes to cum her favorite way, she thought smiling to herself, but for right now his tongue was making her tingle all over and she decided there was not reason to rush, she had all night. He moved with deft precision around her pussy and ass not missing one drop, each time he licked inside her pussy she shuddered gently and sighed letting him know that she had no desire for him to quit. He moved from her ass to her pussy, making sure to avoid her sensitive clit, he knew if he touched her there, she would call it quits and he didn’t want that. His tongue was starting her motor again. She could feel the pulsing increase in her pussy as his tongue gently stroked her sex. She rose pushing him back so that once again she was on her hands and knees on the bed. “I need your real cock” she said “Get your cock in me, I need to feel a big cock stretching me, it has been so long, so long since I felt a real cock” He stood behind her and positioned the head of his “real cock” against the opening of her pussy, it looked huge pressing against her hole, it was so much bigger than his he was, much thicker than the other toys she had bought. He was certain that she would have trouble taking it. He couldn’t’ have been more wrong, she simply pushed against him and the cock began to disappear into her pussy, “Oh yea, that feels good, so much better than your little cock, Oh, I have needed to be filled again, filled by a cock I don’t have to concentrate on to feel. , Come on bitch, are you a faggot, or are you going to fuck me with that monster” she growled as he finally buried the dildo to the hilt. He grabbed her hips and began to fuck her with the cock she had strapped to him. He pulled almost all the way out, leaving just the head inside of her then he would push it back into her grinding his crotch against her with each stroke. ”Is that all you got bitch? Aren’t you man enough to fuck me like I want or are you just a cock sucking faggot not worth fucking anymore” she said looking over her shoulder with a gleam of challenge in her eyes. He was up to the challenge, maybe it was all the abuse she had meted out on him, or maybe it was his feeling that finally he could reassert himself with her, but whatever it was the ferocity of his actions surprised her. She heard a growl from deep within him and saw him grit his teeth. She felt his hand tighten their grip on her hips and with a thrust of his hips he shoved the cock deep enough inside of her causing her to catch her breath, then he began to fuck her with abandon. She grabbed the bed firmly and braced herself for his assault. He gritted his teeth, and with all his might he slammed the cock into her tight little pussy, he was determined not to stop pounding her until she begged him to stop. He was using his entire body to fuck her tight pussy; he spread his legs to get better leverage. He made sure that each stoke was the entire length of the cock, he used his weight and the leverage to make sure she “felt” his cock. Each time his body slammed against her ass, he could her gasp and he knew that he was hurting her just the way she wanted him to. He did not relent, no matter what sounds came from her, no matter what she did; he was going to fuck her like she had never been fucked before. Oh fuck, she thought as he began to slam into her. It almost hurt, almost. But it was scratching the itch that she had needed scratched for so long. She looked over her shoulder and could see the determination on his face, his shear concentration on her pussy and the cock she had given him to use on her. She could see in his face that this was as grudge fuck, this was his outlet for the humiliation she had put him thru, and maybe he was trying to fuck her like she had had him fucked. The cock she had fuck him not that long ago had been even bigger and attached to a huge black man who had used his ass well. Not to mention the cocks she had made him suck. She was certain that he was trying to exact his revenge. She loved him fucking her this way, she wanted more, much more, but that wasn’t what was to happen, she could already feel her orgasm building at her core, she knew that within minutes she would be rewarded with one of those gut wrenching, mind blowing orgasms that only a good hard fucking from a big cock can give. He watched her begin to shudder, and once again she fell forward onto the bed groaning and moaning, he followed her down barely missing a stroke, now he could use more of his weight to grind his cock into her. And as she shuddered in ecstasy that is exactly what he did. He alternated grinding and slamming that cock into her until she finally said. “Enough, god enough” “Yes maam” he replied lying on top of her with his cock still buried in her. After a few minutes after her heart had quit racing and the afterglow of the orgasm had passed she said “Stand up” He rose off of her, gently extracting the cock from her pussy he moved to stand beside the bed. As he stood there she rolled over and lay on her back. , “You know what to do, don’t you Tiny” she said smiling at him He dropped once again to his knees and started cleaning her up, she tasted great, but more amazing was the size of her hole, he could see inside her, see her pulsing, she had never been that open, he could see for himself the affects of a “real” cock on her. As he licked her clean she lay there moaning occasionally as she enjoyed his attentions. “Okay enough” she finally said, “Get out of that thing” she motioned to the strap on. “I will be back, get on your hands and knees on the bed until I return” she said as she rose off the bed and moved to the bathroom. He removed the strap on and took the dildo out of the harness and put it on the top of her dresser, and then moving to the bed he assumed the position she had told him to. It seemed like forever before she came back out of the bathroom, he had heard the water running for her tub, but didn’t expect her to take as long as she did. As she entered the room she said ”Don’t look at me, you just stay put,” she instructed. He could hear her moving about the room, he assumed she was getting dressed, she was taking her time and it seemed that she was ignoring him because she hadn’t said anything else. . A sharp stinging on his ass interrupted his thoughts. She had grabbed her riding crop as she was dressing and the temptation of his ass was too much to resist, she had hit him directly in the center of his left butt check, she loved the immediate red mark that appeared as she prepared to duplicate the mark on his right cheek “So tell me faggot, do you like pussy more or cock” she said as she hit her mark on his right butt cheek “Pussy maam” was his reply “Oh really” she taunted, “you sure seem to like cock a lot” she swatted him again on the right cheek. “Yes Maam” he gasped as the whip met its mark. “So what are you?” she asked moving her target to his left cheek again. “Your cock sucking whore,” he replied. “I can’t hear you,” she said, this time not aiming for his butt cheeks but his heavy balls that hung between his legs. “Your cock sucking whore” he almost yelled, as the pain of having his balls hit pulsed through is body. “Very good” she said gently soothing his ass with the riding crop moving it in small circles around the red marks she had left; “I think you like cock as much as you like pussy don’t you?” she asked “Yes Maam” he said quietly, only to be rewarded with another attack on his already tender balls. “YES MAAM” he yelled. “Tell me then” she said now running the crop across his aching balls in the same circular motions as she had done on his ass. “I like cock and pussy the same, I love sucking cock, I love eating pussy, I love your cock in my ass and I love men’s cock in my ass” he admitted wanting to avoid the sting of another slap on his balls. “Interesting you mentioned cock first isn’t it faggot” she said stinging his right butt cheek “Isn’t it slave?” “Yes maam, I love cock and pussy” he said with his voice pleading for her to stop the attack on his backside. A Wife's Deepest Desire For Control Ch. 3 “But which one are you craving now?” she asked, lightly running her fingernails over the red marks she had made on his ass. “Cock” he said timidly, embarrassed to hear his own voice admit it. “What faggot? , I don’t know what your problem is, but I can’t hear you.” she taunted him as yet again his balls were jolted by a direct hit. “COCK” he yelled, “Please I want more cock.” “There, that wasn’t so hard now was it?” she said dropping the crop to the bed beside him. “I just wanted to hear you admit what a cock sucking faggot you are, you can get up now I have a project for you” she said as she tossed a pair of sweats onto his raised ass. “Get up, put these on and follow me.” He got up quickly and put on the sweats that she had thrown on him, he had never seen them before, and they were a bright pink and matched the color of his cock prison. He hoped no one ever saw him in these. Once he was dressed she moved over to him and patted him on his still sore ass. “There you go faggot, now you are color coordinated” she chuckled as she took his hand to lead him to the garage. Once in the garage she pointed over to a 4X4 that was leaning against the wall and his cordless drill and miscellaneous other building material she had neatly stacked against the wall. “What I want you to do is to take this 4X4 and put it up in the attic up above the ceiling in the bedroom so that I have a hook that is strong enough for me to tie you too. If you go in the bedroom you will notice I have put a red X on the ceiling where I want the hook to be, you have exactly 1 hour to get this done, do you understand?” she asked him, then gently patting his ass, to let him know subtly what the result of him being late would be. “Yes Maam” he said gathering his drill and heading back into the bedroom. He worked quickly to move the 4X4 into the attic fastening it across the rafter and securing it to each, he drilled the hole in the ceiling and using the long eye bolt he dropped it down into the room and using the flange he covered the hole in the bedroom ceiling. He stepped back to admire his work; it looked inconspicuous, like a plant hanger. He was proud of himself. He left the bedroom going to look for her; , he found her sitting at the computer in her office. “I am done,” he announced with more than little pride in his voice “Strip Bitch, what do you mean coming in here dressed, you know the fucking rules” she said watching him as he quickly undressed. “Much better, now what were you saying?” she asked. “I am done maam” “Good, and you even did it on time, afraid I would tan your ass again were you?” she asked “Yes Maam” “Well lets go see,” she said getting up and heading into the bedroom. “Very nice” she said as soon as she entered the bedroom. “That is exactly what I wanted, now for the next piece” she said as she moved over to her closet and opened it pulling out a large box. On the box was a picture of what was inside, he looked at it and now knew why the support in the attic had to be as sturdy as it was. It was a swing, a sex swing. “Hang this up” He opened the box, and after reading the instructions briefly he attached the swing to the hook and adjusted it. It wasn’t complicated, just a simple leather swing with cross beams at the top to spread it out. “Get on it” she said motioning to the swing. He slowly climbed into the swing; he first sat in the middle then adjusted himself so that he was laying flat on his back with his hands holding the top straps. She then lifted his feet to put them in the stirrups on the end by is feet. “Don’t move,” she said once she had him situated the way she wanted him. She moved over to the nightstand and pulled out a small bag. “Now don’t move,” she instructed him. She then moved over to his head and proceeded using the straps that were attached to the swing to wrap around his wrists; she then opened the bag and pulled out small padlocks that she then used to lock him in place. As soon as his hands and ankles were locked into place he realized that there was no way he could escape. She stood back to admire her handy work “Perfect” she said. “I like that, now I can remove that cage on your cock and not have to worry about you touching that tiny little cock of yours.” His cock began to rise just at the thought of his cock being released from the confines that had seemed to hold him forever. He had to concentrate on other things as he felt her unlock the device and remove it. “There you go,” she said gently running her fingers up and down the length of his cock “I bet you want to come don’t you? She asked “Yes maam” he begged, “Please let me cum” She wrapped her hand around his cock and began to stroke it “So this tiny little cock needs to cum does it?” she teased “Look how hard you are, hell your cock is almost average when you get this turned on, so if I stroked you faster would that feel good?” she said as she increased the pace of her stroking. “Yes Maam” he moaned. “Feel good faggot?” “Yes Maam” “Do you want to cum?” she asked feeling his cock begin to pulse. “Yes” he groaned feeling his orgasm build in his tight balls. She released his cock, and watch as it bobbed in front of her needing just one more stroke to release the load that had been building inside of him. “Well I don’t know,” she said. “I don’t think so, at least not yet” she said “I still have plans for you.” She moved over to the nightstand and grabbed a blindfold and slipped it over his eyes. Just then the doorbell rang, and his heart sank. A Wife's Deepest Desire for Control "Yes Mistress" he yelped. "Good, I will be Mistress Wife from now on to you bitch. Do you understand fuck face?" "Yes Mistress" he whispered "This will never do, you are already hard as a rock" she commented looking down at his cock. "Hum what shall we do about this?" "I know, maybe I should blow you so that you can relax and I will be able to enjoy using you" With this she removed her robe showing him her outfit. His cock pulsed even harder at the sight. She was very proud that she could get that response from him. She sat on the bed and took his cock into her mouth working her tongue around the head, and forcing her tongue into the hole at the end of it. She could feel his cock throbbing in her mouth and knew it wouldn't be long before her efforts would be rewarded with a load of his sweet tasting cum. She wasn't disappointed, within a minute his cock began jerking and pulsing in her mouth shooting four big spurts of cum. Now for the surprise, she thought. Without a word she stood up and leaned forward to kiss him. He drew back. She grabbed his balls pulling him toward her squeezing hard as she put her other hand behind his head pulling his mouth to hers. He had no choice he opened his mouth in response to the pressure on his balls and she thrust her mouth over his, tonguing his cum into his mouth. She held his mouth against hers until she had emptied all of it into his. She then drew back saying "swallow it faggot, or I will squeeze your balls until they pop like grapes in my hands". She watched in satisfaction as he forced himself to swallow. He turned pale but all she did was laugh saying "You better get used to it because before I am done with you, you will begging me for more. You like it when I swallow, besides I know you like it, you just aren't used to so much. I know it isn't your first taste of cum and it won't be your last you will get used to it because from now on every time you cum you will eat it. Understand? She watched as his face blushed bright red. She could see from his eyes he knew he was busted, knew that now he would pay a price for his secret desires. The look on his face shot a jolt of electricity strait to her clit. Seeing him humiliated was such a fucking turn on. "Yes" he croaked swallowing again She slapped his semi hard cock hard "Yes mistress wife" he whispered looking at her She looked at him. There he stood his load spent and now very nervous about what would come next. What she had done had the desired effect. She knew that when he was that horny anything would feel good, but now that he had cum he was more vulnerable, now the game was more serious and it wasn't about cumming for him, now it was about him submitting when there might not be a reward. She picked up the hood off the bed and slipped it over he face. It was leather and she loved the smell. The hood fit very snuggly lacing up the back so that all that was showing was his mouth and a small hole around his nose. There was a removable eyepiece but she decided that she didn't want him to see what was coming just yet. Once the hood was in place she turned her attention to other matters. "Listen to me very carefully, I am only going to say this once. You are my bitch. My slut. You are a cum loving faggot. For this entire weekend I am going to call you anything I want, understand? Only a faggot slave would eat his own cum, only a he-whore would stroke his little pathetic TINY cock while looking at pictures of men getting fucked up the ass by women or sucking on dildos. You will answer to anything I call you, understand, slut? You are mine. "Yes mistress wife" came the weak reply. His mind was racing, his heart pounding in his chest and with each heartbeat his cock was getting hard again. Each vulgar word that came from her mouth had caused more blood to be pumped into his cock. "One other thing I am in control no questions asked, and no excuses. This will continue as I want it to, without regard to your pleasure, I am doing this for me. You can always stop me, simply call me by my name instead of Mistress or Mistress Wife, and I will quit. But I need you to understand what that means. If you do that then we stop right then and it is over. And it may be quite some time before I touch you again, that is the risk you take. I know you want it, but there are things I want as well, and those things I will make you do, and I will watch you do. These things are for my pleasure and I don't give a fuck if they give you any pleasure while you are doing them. You need to be a good slave and know this is about my pleasure not yours. So before you decide that you don't like it or won't try it you had better consider your options carefully. If you call it quits you won't get a second chance at this game again anytime soon, if ever. And I will take all your magazines and lock them up where you can't find them. "Shall we begin faggot?" He nodded and as he opened his mouth to reply she picked up the dildo gag shoving it into his mouth before he could utter a sound. It was a gag with a ball on one end for his mouth, and on the other side she had inserted her secret dildo. She secured the gag in place with a buckle behind his head. "Very nice, Hard to talk is it," she laughed "now for some fun for me" She led him over to the bed pushing him onto his back, leaving him helpless with his hands pinned beneath him. How funny he looked but how turned on she was, him being helpless and at her mercy. She could see the tension in his body. She wondered what he was thinking, she was sure he was feeling exposed and embarrassed and she could tell from the twitching of his cock and his labored breathing he was enjoying it. She grabbed a piece of rope. She took the rope and tied it around his balls like a leash. After that, she leaned very close to his face pulling gently on the rope and said " I am going to ride your face faggot. And I am going to suck your cock but you better not cum. I have always wanted a real cock in my pussy, other than your puny little skinny thing. At times your cock is just too fucking small to please me. Besides I have always fantasized about having two men. So you better use both of your cocks to make me happy or there will be hell to pay." Understand?" He shook his head in compliance making the cock on his face to jiggle, causing her to almost laugh out loud. If only he could see himself now he would die of embarrassment she thought. "Now that is a real cock on your face and I am going to ride it, it is so much bigger than your little boy cock" She mounted his face just like she would straddle his hips when she was on top. She eased herself down on the cock feeling it stretch her. As she lowered herself down she described how it felt to have her pussy stretched out and how he and never done that. As she leaned forward to suck his cock she said, "You fuck me good cock face" and then engulfed his cock with her mouth. She slammed her pussy down on his face, occasionally she heard him moan or try to move his face away from her pounding. When he did she would give a sharp tug on his balls reminding him to pay attention. It was heaven, a fantasy come true and her orgasm was mind blowing. As soon as she came she quit sucking on him leaving his little purple headed cock bobbing as he dismounted his face. She lifted him into a sitting position and removed the gag from his mouth. "Did you like that faggot?" "Yes Mistress" He was surprised at the sincerity with which he answered the question. Her using him as an object, a fucking machine, reminded him of the stories he had read. His balls ached from the rope, it was almost too much, but in other ways it wasn't enough. His reaction confused him, he had dreamed about this for so long, and now that it was happening he wasn't sure what he would and wouldn't like. The only comfort he felt was his knowledge that she loved him, even if right now that love was taking on a different form. She stood up and stretched, looked down at him, and said, "I really liked that, do you know you weren't the only one masturbating?. The cock you had strapped to your face was the one I have had hidden under our bed. While you were at work I have been using it on my pussy, filling it in ways you never could. Don't get me wrong your cock is okay, but just okay. I need a real cock; something to fill me up, a cock that can hit those places that you have neglected because your tiny example of a cock is not large enough to fill any woman's pussy. You are such a fucking pussy. I want to thank you. Your fucking perversion is finally letting me get full satisfaction. He winced at the words "pussy" and "perversion". She was enjoying this even more than he was. But he had to wonder how far this would all go. What was she thinking, what was she prepared to do? The very thought made his palms start sweating. The smell of leather became stronger around his head as his nervousness grew. "I am going to undo your hands now but you are not to move them until I tell you too" "Okay now lay back on the bed with your hands over your head, Bitch" She proceeded to handcuff his hands to the headboard of their bed; she then removed the eyepiece to the hood he was wearing. He squinted as the light hit his eyes. As they adjusted to the light he could see what she was holding. It was a butt plug. It was black about 4" long and tapered but about 1.5 inches at the thickest point. Once pushed up his ass, it looked like it would have no problem staying in place. "We need to get you ready for MY cock, don't we faggot?" He said nothing, not sure what to say. But he couldn't take his eyes off the plug as she rubbed KY jelly over it. She then reached down and smeared a glob around his twitching asshole. "Wipe that shocked look off your face" she said reaching under the bed, pulling out his secret toy. She tossed it on his chest saying "does this look familiar" The guilt in his eyes was obvious. My god, he thought. His eyes were locked on the little pink dildo lying on his chest. His cock deflated so quickly it was like a balloon that had all the air let out of it all at once. He tore his eyes off of the dildo and looked up into her gleaming eyes. The smile on her face was a mixture of pure bliss and satisfaction of her surprising him as she had never surprised him before. As if reading his mind she looked him in the eyes "Yep, I found out your final little secret now didn't I. You looked so fucking pathetic the other morning fucking yourself with it. That is what made me sure you could take anything I could dish out. I know everything now; all your fucking secrets, but now those secrets are mine to control. I know you like to take it up the ass. Don't you dare act like a fucking virgin when I know your fucking asshole has been well broken in! You beg me all the time for my ass, but honestly it doesn't do much for me, but maybe if you can show me how much you love it, I will change my mind, but I doubt it. I have no problem using your ass. She laughed. And I promise you, you are going to take something much bigger than your pathetic little cock up your ass. Your puny cock hurts my ass; I can only imagine how my real cock is going to make your ass feel. "Relax slut" she said as she placed the tip of the plug against his reluctant hole. "If you relax this won't hurt nearly as bad as it will if I have to force it in you." She increased the pressure until she felt his resistance weaken. She slowly but deliberately slid the plug into his ass until it was buried to the hilt. "There we go" "See it isn't not any bigger than your little faggot toy now is it?" "No Mistress" he moaned, his embarrassment only increasing as she tapped lightly on the base of the plug making it move in him. He felt so vulnerable, she was looking right at his ass and at the plug that was filling it. The thought of that exposure caused his cock to begin pulsing to life again. "You like it don't you? I can tell by the way your cock is rising," she said as she grabbed his legs and tied them down to the foot of the bed. She then took the rope she had tied around his balls and pulled it over his head tying it to the headboard away from his hands so he couldn't untie it. She pulled it tight so that his balls were stretched up tight and out of the way so she could see the bottom of the plug in his ass. Then she showed him the clothespins she had bought. "These are for your nipples, cock and balls," She deftly attached one clothespin to each nipple, several to his stretched balls and one on each side of his cock. "There" she said "are you comfortable? " "No Mistress" came the answer. He wasn't comfortable, the pain was just on the verge of being unbearable. He had never imagined the feeling of being this helpless would be so exciting. It was hard to concentrate on anything other than the biting of the clothespins on his most sensitive areas. "Good, then I got it right." She already knew she had it right because his cock was throbbing next to his extended balls. She then replaced the eyepiece of the hood. "I will be back," she said as she leaned close to his face "don't go anywhere," She laughed He heard her walk away, and close the door behind her. In total darkness behind his hood he considered his plight. His ass was full and felt like there was a torpedo in it, both nipples burned and the clothespins on his balls and cock were biting into the skin driving him mad. When He tried to adjust himself to relieve the pain but when he moved his reward was having his ball pulled even tighter. He was helpless and he knew it. That helplessness both terrified and exited him. He desperately wanted the pain to quit but it was quickly fading to a white hazy blaze of lust in his mind, his cock grew so hard that one of the clips on the side of it actually snapped off because there was nothing left to grip to. It seamed like ages before he heard the door open. When she walked up beside the bed she started running her fingers over his body, lightly tapping on each clothespin as she moved over his body. Each tap sent shivers through his body. Shocks of electricity that touched a very primal part of his mind leaving him trapped within a conflict of pleasure and pain. "Your being so good I think I will reward you," she finally said. He felt the bed shift as she climbed onto it. She straddled his chest and he could feel her thighs against his ribcage. Pussy he thought, she is going to make me eat her pussy. He loved eating her pussy and greedily stuck out this tongue. The thought of her creamy juices running over his tongue made his cock twitch even more. He arched his head to meet her pussy when he felt her moving her crotch over his face. But the surprise was his, instead of pussy; he felt the unmistakable touch of a dildo. "I had a hard time finding one as small as you, but I did" she cooed "I am going to teach you to suck cock and deep throat just like you did me. But the difference is that I am not going to untie you until I am satisfied that you are good little cock sucker and can take this down your throat." With that she started feeding him her cock, slowly at first, but she kept going, pushing the cock further and further down his throat. She loved her new strap on toy and she loved seeing him struggling to get more of it in his mouth. She remembered the first time she sucked cock and how hard it had been. Now finally he might understand that it wasn't as easy as it looked. It is a skill, a gift, not just something just anyone was good at. She pushed the cock into his throat just enough to make him gag, and then she would back off, each time trying to feed him more of her cock. . Finally, she backed off taking the cock from his mouth. "For a cum loving fag you sure can't suck cock, this is something we are going to have to practice" "Yes Mistress" he said moving his mouth around trying to alleviate the aching that he felt in his jaws from having his mouth wrapped around her cock. She slowly started removing the clothespins, one by one. The pain was so intense he could not help but to gasp as each was removed. Instead of opening them she simply pulled on them until they came off. After the first one, he dreaded the rest. "Why is your clit hard Faggot? Did you like that?" she smiled at his throbbing cock. "Yes Mistress" He answered honestly, but what he liked was the pain finally ending but he didn't dare tell her that. If she knew, he was certain that the clothespins would find their way back to his body much sooner than he wanted. "You like my cock down your throat don't you Faggot?" "Yes Mistress" "Good Boy" "If I untie you will you do as I say without question?" "Yes Mistress" "Good" She released him. She removed everything but the plug in his ass. He stood before her, his cock still hard, his balls and nipples red from the abuse. "I have something for you" she said as she pulled out a choker style chain with a medallion on it. On the medallion was etched the word SLAVE in big bold letters. She put it around his neck and fastened it. "You will wear this whenever I say, do you understand?" "Yes Mistress" "Good, now get dressed we have shopping to do" "What about the plug mistress?" "It stays put until I say differently" "Yes Mistress" he replied with a sorrowful tone. He couldn't imagine walking around with his ass full. Even the slight movements he made now caused the plug to rub something in his ass that sent jolts of electricity through his body. "It could be worse" she said as she reached under the bed and pulled out the dildo she had strapped to his face earlier. "Later this is going where that is, unless of course you want it now" "No mistress" My god he thought. Is she serious! This is the first time he had really seen the cock she used while riding on his face. The dildo was big, much thicker than his cock and 8" long. And from what he had seen earlier, he knew it wasn't the biggest one she had purchased. His cock did seem small and pathetic in comparison. He thought the cock he had snuck in the hose had felt huge in his ass; he could only imagine what that monster would feel like wedged in his hole. "Good, now shut up Faggot and get dressed, I have laid out your clothes." They both dressed in silence. He moved slowly because any fast movements shifted the plug and the sensation sent shivers thru his cock." She had laid out a thin pair of pants that were very tight and once he put them on you could see the outline of his cock. In fact, they were so thin and tight you could see the ridge around the head of his cock. She patted him on the crotch and said, "Now everyone can see what a puny little cock you have. I can't wait to see who notices" As the last humiliation she sprayed him heavily with her perfume "Now you smell like the Faggot Bitch you are" The perfume assaulted his sense of smell. The perfume was strong and he was sure that anyone who got within 20 feet of him would notice that he was wearing it. They went out to her SUV and she told him to get in the passenger side because that is where the bitch sat. He got in and sat quietly as she drove out of the driveway. He didn't know where they were going, but it was hard to concentrate with his mind on his ass and with every bump in the road the plug seemed to insert itself deeper into him. No matter how he shifted he could not stop it from vibrating and moving. Each movement risked an erection, and with what he was wearing he was trying to avoid that at all cost. Finally she pulled into an adult bookstore. She turned to him and said. "We are going to go inside and make some purchases. You are to go to the front desk and ask the clerk to show you where the butt plugs are and I want you to select one to purchase, one that is larger than the plug in your ass. You are also to ask if they have any cock toys that might fit a man with a smaller cock. And finally you will ask what lubricant works best for anal sex with strap on dildos. Understand?" A Wife's Deepest Desire for Control "Yes Mistress" "Oh wait," she said quickly as he started to open the door. " You aren't quite ready yet." She then ran her finger lightly up and down the outline of his cock, causing his cock to grow to a semi hard state. "Now you are ready," She chuckled. How had she known he was trying to avoid his cock getting hard in his pants? It was like she was reading his mind, knowing exactly what to do to make him squirm. He got out of the SUV and looked down and saw just how exposed he was. He looked at her and said "Please don't make me do this, it is so embarrassing" She laughed "embarrassing for you, image my embarrassment over that tiny cock" she said "You can always call it quits, but you know what that means. But I know you want it, and besides it is now become my fantasy, I want you to do this, and if you don't then I won't play this game ever again. So are you going to do this for me?" "Yes mistress" he whimpered. He could tell from her voice that she was serious. If he didn't do this it would end. He thought ironically to himself, be careful what you ask for you just might get it. He hung his head and fell silent letting her know that she was in control. "Good, lets get going" They entered the store and as his eyes adjusted to the change in light he saw that there were several people in the store. He looked at her longingly hoping she would change her mind. "Do it!" she said He nodded and headed for the counter. She followed but kept a short distance back, she was close enough to hear him, but not obvious. He approached the counter. There were two clerks. One was a young black man, the other was a young woman with her hair dyed bright red. "Excuse Me" he says "Yes" they replied in unison "Can you show me where your butt plugs are please?" "Sure" the girl replied smiling a knowing smile. "This way please" He and the girl approached a glass counter that was filled with every type of butt plug imaginable. "What are you looking for" She asked "Uhhh, one about 5" long and about 2 inches around I guess" he said avoiding her gaze. The clerk reached into the case and brought out a plug that met the description and placed it on the counter. "Is there anything else?" she asked. "Do you have cock toys for men who aren't very well hung" he whispered. "What?" the clerk said "He wants cock toys for white boys" came the answer from the black guy "I will handle this one" The black guy had been stocking the shelves behind him, and the sound of his voice made him jump a bit. The black guy approached him from behind, he was effectively trapped between the case and the clerk behind him. "So you need something small do you?" "How small are we talking?" the black guy asked peering over his shoulder down into the case. The black guy was very close and had in fact placed his hands on the sides of the counter giving him no escape from the closeness. "We have lots of different sizes you know, but I would need to know pretty much an exact size so that we could make sure it fit" as he talked, the black guy pressed slightly closer to the man until the black man's crotch was gently pressed up against his ass. He moved forward, but when he did, the clerk simply shifted forward even more. He was shocked when he felt something twitch against his ass thru his thin slacks. It was the clerks cock pressed up against him. My god, he thought as he felt it growing under the gentle pressure. The clerk kept talking to him about the different toys that were displayed in the cabinet, going into graphic detail on the pros and cons of each and describing the use of each. He could swear that he could feel the heat from this black cock against his butt checks. The cock was huge. He could tell it was not only long but the thickness of it was amazing. He stood perfectly still not sure what to do. He looked over to his right and there stood his wife. The smile on her face said it all. He could see a pink flush across her upper chest and neck as she stared at what was going on. She met his eyes and winked. She then wiggled her ass very slightly and nodded at him to do the same. He froze, staring at her with his mouth gaping and his eyes pleading. She saw the panic in his face and simply shrugged her shoulders and started to turn away. He knew what she meant. Do it or else, she was very clear. He closed his eyes for a moment took a deep breath and slowly leaned forward as if to look more closely at something and at the same time pushing his ass harder against the clerk's cock. The clerk returned the pressure and his cock seemed to get even harder. He then started moving his ass very slowly back and forth trying to be very subtle he didn't want anyone to notice what was going on. As he did this he looked back over at his wife who was watching and smiling. He could see from the look in her eyes she was turned on. She was staring without shame, not wanting to miss a thing. She nodded at him approvingly After a few more minutes of this the clerk backed off, releasing the man from his "prison". The clerk reached up and putting a hand on the man's shoulder turned him around to face him. The man was both very relieved and disappointed when this happened. What the fuck was going on in his head? Was he really enjoying it or was it the fact that she enjoyed it so much that was causing all these strange feelings. Why did he miss the heat of that cock pressed against him? The clerk was about 6'2 and built like a football player. The most striking detail was the bulge in this guy's pants. The outline of his cock was very clear. It was at least 9" long and thick. It looked easily 3 times thicker than his cock, he thought to himself. " So how small are we talking about?" The clerk asked with an impish grin on his face. "I don't know" he replied "average maybe," His mind was spinning, compared to the cock that was just pressed up against him, he was tiny. He suddenly realized he was staring at a strange mans cock and he quickly looked up into the clerks face. "That doesn't do me any good, I need to know a bit more exact than that," said the clerk. The clerk looked around for a bit, seeing who was around and then flatly said "Show it to me" "What?" "Show it to me" He looked frantically over at his wife wondering what to do. All she did was nod, telling him with a nod what to do. He slowly unzipped his slacks and pulled out his cock. He could not believe he was doing this. He looked over at his wife and she was simply smiling, enjoying every minute of it. His cock wasn't hard, in fact the panic had made it try to retreat into his body. He took his hands away so the clerk to be able to look at it. "Yep that is a small one," the black guy taunted. "But I need to see it hard, I can't tell anything about it like this." "See it hard?" came the feeble gasp from the man as he shot his wife a look. She responded by miming stroking a cock. Now the panic really set in. She wanted him to stroke his cock in front of not only a stranger, but also a man. He looked at her again and this time she mouthed the words "DO IT" He reached slowly for his cock, closing his hand around it and began to stroke it up and down slowly. As he stroked his eyes fell again to the crotch of the clerk and he could see the outline of the cock that was obviously enjoying the show. It was twitching and pulsing, enough for anyone to see. To his surprise this turned him on. Seeing his effect on this cock, this nameless cock that was so recently pressed against his ass made his cock begin to rise. Just as it began to feel really good, the clerk said. "Fuck man is that all the bigger you can get it" as he talked he reached over boldly grabbing the tiny white cock which disappeared within the palm of his hand. He gave the cock a squeeze and stroked it a couple of times and said, " Yep that is it, it isn't getting any bigger" He then released the cock from his hand and looked at it again then said in a voice that was much too loud. He was sure everyone in the store had heard the clerk. "I don't think we have anything that small Do We? Speaking over the counter getting the female clerks attention. "What?" the clerk said "Come here and tell me if we have anything that will fit this tiny cock." The female clerk walked over and looked down at his penis. She couldn't help but chuckle. "No we don't," she said "He sure isn't blessed is he? I feel sorry for his wife over there. No wonder she comes in here and buys dildo's, I would too." With that she looked up and said put that pathetic little thing away, it isn't worth showing. She walked off shaking her head and went over to the other side of the counter and in a loud voice he heard her say. "You weren't kidding when you said his cock was tiny, I thought you were kidding. I see what you were talking about, I don't blame you for craving a real cock, fuck even craving an average size cock." He blushed again and put his cock away glancing over at the female clerk as she continued speaking to his wife. "Anything else?" the guy asked. "What is the best lubricant for anal sex when using a strap on?" he said softly "HAHAHAHAHA" came the laugh from the guy "Man anything will work, depends on the size of the dildo in the strap on. How big is it?" "uhhh about that size" he said pointing to a medium sized dildo in the case. "KY seems to work the best in my opinion." Said the clerk but "Actually your wife bought that one over there for your ass" the guy replied pointing to a large black dildo lying in the case. "She said she wanted something that you would remember, she also said you were already broken in so she was certain you could take it" The man blushed; it was all painfully obvious to him now. They had known all along about his situation. She had to have told them what she had planned for him when she shopped earlier. He could do nothing about it except look at the floor, afraid to meet the eyes of anyone. He knew then that he was owned. He knew then that whatever she wanted she would get. He was a mass of confusion. My god he thought who else knows? Why was his cock still hard? Why was he so turned on? He had dreamed of submission but it was never like this. Reality was much more confusing than fantasy. "That will be 27.54 for the plug and the jelly Cash or Charge?" the black clerk said moving around behind the cash register. "Cash" came the answer from his wife. "Unless we can make a trade?" she said looking knowingly at her husband. His heart stopped. "You know what we talked about the last time I was in?" The clerk chuckled and unconsciously rubbed his cock "Have you taught him to suck cock yet?" the clerk asked. "Actually he sucks at it, no pun intended" she said. "He can't even swallow anything as small as his own cock. The clerk laughed "well then I could choke him to death" "Yea maybe we had better wait until I have him better trained" She said winking at the clerk. "Well when you are ready bring him back in" laughed the clerk. " I am sure we can make a deal" he said rubbing his crotch. The outline of his cock was enormous. She paid and as they began to leave the store she stopped and said, "I have another idea." She turned around and told him to follow her. She walked to the counter and asked for 10.00 worth of tokens. The clerk handed the tokens to her and winked. She then led him back behind the movies and into a dark hallway. There were booths on both sides of the hallway and he knew that this was the video arcade that the sign advertised outside. She went to the end of the row and opened the door for him and motioned for him to go in. Once they were inside she closed the door and locked it. She slipped several coins into a slot next to a TV screen and a movie started playing. She then started flipping thru the channels looking for a movie that she wanted to watch. She finally found one that showed a woman using a large purple dildo on the ass of a man. "There, now pull out your cock" she said motioning to his crotch. He slowly pulled out his cock. "Stroke it faggot" she commanded "Watch the movie and stroke your cock like you do in the bathroom and home, slave" He started stroking his cock watching the movie. "Well look at that," she said drawing his attention away from the screen. He looked where she had motioned and there sticking thru a hole in the wall he was sure wasn't there when they entered the room was a cock. It was about 7" long and fairly thick. It wasn't hard yet, semi hard. It was twitching like it was beckoning him over. "Stroke it" she said, He looked back at the movie and started stroking his cock again. "No you stupid shit, stroke that cock" she said pointing to the quivering cock still protruding from the hole in the wall. "Are you serious?" he said incredulously. "Stroke his cock with your other hand and don't quit stoking yours until he cum's, asshole" she replied making it clear that was exactly what she wanted. He reached out, and gingerly took the cock into his hand. He had never touched another cock, other than his own of course. What in the fuck is he doing, he thought? He wrapped his hand around the shaft and started stroking it. The cock started to grow in his hand. It was odd, it was hard yet soft and as he gingerly stroked it he noticed that the man had pressed himself tighter against the wall give him more cock to stroke. "Come on faggot, make it feel good for him, stroke it like you stroke yours with long strokes from the base up over the head of his cock" she directed and at the same time she reached up and started playing with the plug in his ass. "Make him cum and I might let you cum" she said. He then started to stroke this anonymous cock in earnest. He looked over at his wife and he saw her put her hand under her skirt and begin playing with herself. Her eyes were glued to his hand on that strange cock. He started stroking the cock faster and harder and as he did she began masturbating faster matching, his strokes for speed. He was captivated watching her. He tore his eyes away from here and looked back to the cock in his hand. It was growing a deeper shade of red, almost purple. The man shifted again and stuffed his swollen balls through the hole. "Play with his balls" she said breathlessly. He moved his hand down to the guy's balls and began cradling them gently in the palm of his hand. He began to gently roll them around the way he liked her to do it. The man's cock began to twitch violently. He could feel the balls in his hand begin to contract up into the man's body. "Stroke his cock" she moaned. He reached out again and took the throbbing cock into his hand. He must have been doing something right because the man was thrusting into his hand now with a long stream of pre cum oozing out of the head his cock. "When he cum's I want to catch his cum and use it as a lubricant and keep giving him a hand job" she commanded. Suddenly he felt the cock in his hand start twitching. My god he thought, this man is going to cum. He looked at his wife and saw she was close as well. Then it all happened at once. He heard his wife groan, the man groaned thru the wall and then started shooting heavy streams of cum which he did his best to catch with his hand. Some of it fell onto the floor at his feet. His hand was coated in the hot white sticky fluid. He kept stroking the cock in his hand as he watched his wife have her orgasm. She had 3 fingers buried deep in her cunt with her other hand pinching her right nipple. He was sure everyone in the building heard hear moans of ecstasy. He noticed then that his cock was throbbing in his hand but at some point he had quit stroking it. Once the cock in his other hand quit twitching, he felt the man start to withdraw it from the opening. He released the cock and watched as it withdrew slowly. She looked at him and then said "Very good faggot, I knew you would give an expert hand job, after all those years of practice." He couldn't believe what he had just done. But from the sounds of her orgasm and from the flush it had left on her face and chest he knew she had enjoyed it. She looked at him standing there, one hand on his cock the other slimy with the cum of the stranger. She took the hand covered in cum and moved it to his face. "Taste it" "What?????" he gasped. She took his hand and forced two of his fingers in his mouth "Suck it off faggot, I know you want to" The taste was salty and thick. He cleaned the two fingers off, he had no choice, she was holding his hand in his mouth. She then took his hand and rubbed the rest of the cum that was on it, all over the outside of his mouth. "You can wear that home, I like you smelling of cum" she stated. "You should have kept stroking yourself instead of watching me and that cock, you could have cum, now you have to wait, but a faggot like you would be more interested in another cock than you would your own now wouldn't you?" she snickered. "Put away that pathetic little prick of yours whore, it is time for us to leave." They walked out of the store without saying a word, but he couldn't help but wonder as he looked at the people shopping in the store, who's cock had just cum in his hand. "So what did you think?" she asked "I was terrified" "But your cock was hard the entire time, I saw it. Hell, you even turned on the black guy did you see his cock? Now that is a real cock. I bet I could have gotten this all for free if I had made you suck him. She laughed at panic that washed across his face. "Besides I promised him that once you were well trained I would have you suck him dry" "It is okay he likes to break in guys while their wives watch, so he would love it" she chuckled. "He told me last time he is even willing to overlook your tiny cock if you can suck cock well, and if you have a tight ass for him. I just might have you do that for me someday." It was hot to see you stroking that strangers cock." she continued" I was hoping someone would stick their dick thru there so I could see you in action. You have fucking stroked yourself enough; I figured the one thing you might be good at, would be giving hand jobs. I bet you loved having that cock in your hand. So what was it like to have a real cock in your hand instead of that little thing you call a cock?" she taunted him. He couldn't bring himself to answer his mind was racing, thinking of the humiliation of having a man's cock in his hand. Having her watch him jerk this guy off. He could still taste the heavy load she had made him lick off his fingers. If she was willing to do that then he was certain that she was serious about having that black guy use his mouth and ass. He had always known she got off on watching but he never imagined what it was that she liked to watch. Once they were back in the SUV she told him to get in the back and to change the smaller plug for the larger one. "Yes Maam" He worked the larger plug up his ass as she drove down the road, scared to death that one of the cars they passed would be able to figure out what he was doing, he then dressed himself again, but as he did she told him all about how hot her pussy was. How she had throbbed at the site of him in the store. How his helplessness had made her so fucking hot all she could think about was what was to come. She smiled back at him saying, "don't complain, I know you liked it" and more importantly "I know I liked it" "How does that feel?" she asked "Big Mistress" he said honestly, it was bigger than anything he had ever had in his ass. "It isn't as big as what you will take later" she said authoritatively letting him know that she had "big" plans, she continued "When we get home you need to go give yourself an enema and clean yourself up really good then put the plug back in" A Wife's Deepest Desire for Control "Yes Mistress" "Good boy" Once they were home she dismissed him to the bathroom to take care of what he needed to do. She also told him if he dared touched himself then there would be hell to pay. While he was in the bathroom he was finally able to start to put his thoughts together. How many times he had been in this very bathroom reading his stories and playing with himself thinking about what he was actually living now? It was amazing to him that his wife, who had always been someone shy and meek, had changed into the Mistress he had always dreamed about. Remembering the shopping trip his cock started stirring again. If that is what she was willing to do so far, god only knows what is in store for him now. He hurriedly finished getting ready, anxious and apprehensive of what was to come. Once he was done he came out of the bathroom naked with the big plug in his ass. He still walked funny and she laughed as he tried to sit gently on the side of the bed. She handed him a cock ring and told him to put it on. She said, "This will trap more blood in that tiny cock and maybe then if I ride you I will feel it." "The clerk at the store felt sorry for me and gave it to me for free. I think she thought maybe it would help you, but I have my doubts" she said as she patted his cock. He took the ring from her and struggled to get it on. His balls were swollen from having been turned on all day. In fact, he was starting to feel the unmistakable feeling of blue balls. She tossed the hood to him again and said. "Put it on" which he did. Once it was on she told him to stand there don't move and don't make a sound. After a few minutes she reached up and removed the eyepiece from the hood. Before him stood his wife, again in her leather outfit but this time he could see the strap-on harness she was wearing. On it was a black cock about 8" x 2.5". He realized that the clerk at the adult store was correct, she had picked out the cock he had pointed to. For some reason it embarrassed him knowing that those clerks were probably back at the store talking about what had happened and knowing what was in store for him tonight. After she had shown him the cock she intended on using on his ass she put the eyepiece back in place. "Suck my cock Faggot" she said pushing him to his knees. This cock was much bigger than the last one she had him suck and he couldn't get as much of it in his mouth. Whenever he gagged she was merciful and pulled it out of his throat letting him breath. It was clear to him that he was going to be taught to suck her cock as well as she sucked his. "Damn I wish this was a real cock for your mouth, I would love to see you suck a real cock dry. I should have made the trade" "He really wanted me to have you suck him. That is all he talked about when I was in there and told him all about you. He kept talking about how you would look, not only with his cock in your mouth, but with his cum sprayed all over your face. I was so fucking wet when I left that store I came right home and used the biggest dildo I had bought on my pussy thinking about you sucking that meat while I watched. I came so fucking hard." "I know you would like it you are such a faggot whore" He couldn't say anything with his mouth full of cock but to his surprise his cock jerked at the thought of what she had said. The muskiness in her voice told him that she was truly turned on by this idea, even if she wasn't sure about it. Was she serious he wondered? Had she really told that clerk that she would have him suck his big black cock? He didn't know what he would do if she commanded him to do it. Her just talking about it was driving him crazy, the not knowing, and the fear of the possibilities. "On the bed faggot" She said as she secured the eye-piece to his hood and pushed him back onto the bed. The darkness enclosed him. Again he was completely powerless. He had no idea what was coming. He had seen the cock she had strapped on and he nervously wondered what it would feel like. "It is time for you to find out what it feels like to get fucked" she whispered next to his ear. She put him on his hands and knees and tied his hand together. She wrapped the rope a couple of times around his neck, not enough to choke him but enough to keep the rope taut. She then ran the rope thru his legs, tying it around his balls. She then took the two ends of the rope and tied one to each ankle. This left him on his hands and knees and if he moved forward or back it would put pressure on his balls. Then there was silence. He heard nothing. Felt nothing. WHACK. A hard blow with some sort of paddle landed squarely on his ass. He yelped loudly, more from surprise then pain. She laughed evilly "Oh come on take it like a man not like a pussy" she scolded him WHACK WHACK Each blow was harder than the last. Each one threatened to knock him forward ripping off his balls. They weren't unbearable, but each one was landing on the same spot on his ass with the accumulation of swats building steam under his skin. His mind was trying to control his body's natural tendency to move away from the paddle because he knew if he did his balls would pay the price. WHACK WHACK WHACK "You like this Faggot don't you?". WHACK "Answer me Faggot" "Yes Mistress" he gasped "Beg me for another" "Please may I have another?" he whispered WHACK "I can't hear you faggot" WHACK "Please may I have another?" he yelled. "Yes you may" WHACK "Tell me faggot, did it turn you on to show your tiny, puny, pathetic cock to those clerks" WHACK "Yes" he replied wondering what the right answer was. He was turned on, but never had he been so humiliated in his life. Never had anyone done what she was doing to him. He was swimming in his own pool of confusion. He had liked it, yet that very thought made a shiver run thru his body. WHACK WHACK "Yes What Faggot?" "Yes Mistress" he groaned. "Yes What Faggot" "Yes mistress, I liked showing them my puny cock" She laughed again. "You are such a little whore. You are such a faggot bitch. You will do anything I say won't you?" "Yes mistress" She gave him a final crack across the ass with the paddle. This was the only serious one she had given him. The others were to get his attention. This one was to drive her point home. She knew he loved every minute if it. She could hear his moans and watched his body writhe in pleasure with every blow. She found her pussy growing damp looking down across his back knowing that right now he was in his own world of ecstasy and she had pretty much free rein to please herself. She started gently stroking his red ass. It was beet red. She could feel the heat under her fingertips. She reached underneath him and felt his cock. It was hard as iron and had precum oozing out of the tip. She ran her finger thru the pre-cum and fed it to him making him lick it off. After he had cleaned her finger she moved around behind him and without so much as a warning pulled the plug from his ass. The sensation sent him reeling. His ass was getting used to feeling full, he found himself trying to back up as she removed the plug not wanting to let it go. Knowing once it was removed there would be no barrier to her cock. Again silence. Then he felt something under his face. It was a dildo; it was the one she had used to make him suck cock when he thought he was going to be treated to her pussy. " I am going to fuck your ass, and you are going to suck that cock, and I want you to imagine it is that cock you were stroking in that booth and you are to please him, do you understand?" "Yes mistress" He closed his eyes as he braced himself for what was to come. She then reached under him and rolled a condom onto his cock saying, "Just in case you cum I don't want to waste any" He then felt her get behind him. He was still in darkness but all his other senses were screaming at him. "Suck that cock, " she said pushing his head down on the cock "You are not to take that cock out of your mouth for any reason. He felt the head of her cock pressed firmly against his tight little asshole. It seemed impossibly large. She started to push. "Come on you little whore, you want it I know you do, you were the one pounding your tiny little clit while looking at these pictures" "You have wanted your ass fucked for a very long time and now you are getting what you want. Besides you have no choice now do you because now it is what I want." She pushed harder and saw his ass begin to stretch around the head of her cock. Her pussy was throbbing now. This was her fantasy come true and she knew that it was only the beginning. She eased the head of the cock into him, she paused momentarily, partially to let him get used to the cock, but more to marvel at site of his ass stretched wide just past the head of the cock then with one stroke she buried it to the hilt. She thought to herself that he must have been fucking himself for a while; she expected it to be much harder to bury 8" of hard cock in his ass. But practice makes perfect she thought with a chuckle, and she had seen him practice. The strap on made wonderful contact with her clit and she could almost imagine it was her very own real cock that she was using. As she started stroking the cock in and out and grinding it deep into him she felt the familiar tingles of an orgasm. My god she thought I am going to cum fucking him in the ass! The sensations made her loose all track of what she was doing, she simply closed her eyes, grabbed his hips and fucked him for her pleasure. Above her lust she could hear him moaning, feel his ass moving like she moves her pussy when he fucks her doggy style. His response to her cock made her go wild. He was actually fucking her back. She could see his head bobbing up and down; in her mind she could see that cock disappearing into his mouth. Fuck it was hot. She decided that it was time to show him what a real fucking was like. With that she let go. She started fucking him with long deliberate strokes. She loved watching his asshole as the cock disappeared into it. She began moving faster, grinding deeper. She would take the cock all the way out and watch his stretched asshole twitch begging for her to put it back again. It all became too much for her. She closed her eyes, braced her hands on his lower back, and fucked him without thought of anything but the pressure building in her throbbing clit. Finally she thrust into him with all her weight, burying the cock to its hilt while she shuddered in ecstasy. Exhausted, she collapsed on him leaving the cock buried in his ass. She reached up and forced his mouth down on the cock, shoving it to the base gagging him badly before she let him up. "Faggot you are one good fuck" she sighed. "I need a break" She pushed the cock deep into his ass one last time and then withdrew it "You should see your asshole, it is wide open." She said running her fingers over his hole. She marveled at the feel of it. It was still lubricated from the dildo so she slipped one finger inside and began to massage his prostate in rhythmic motions. He started to moan loudly. "Keep sucking that cock bitch" she warned She slipped a second, then a third finger into his ass. How much could he take she wondered as she slipped her fourth finger deep inside his ass? She had him writhing now. It didn't seem to matter that his balls were being tugged with each time as he was pushing back hard against her hand. It was fascinating to feel inside him. She had never fingered his ass before much less actually felt what the inside of another body felt like. She took her time. Slowly inserting her fingers in and out. She searched out his prostate. Once she found it, if felt like a small hard knob in the front part of his hole, she then began to massage it gently. She tried different pressures and speeds to see his reactions. She loved how she could make him shudder with just her fingers. She must have spent 30 for 45 minutes simply playing with his ass. She wanted to get her entire fist inside of him. She could almost do it, but not quite yet she decided, it would have to wait, she needed more time to break him in. She could tell he wanted more, or at least something bigger by the obscene way he was moving his ass on her fingers. "Oh so you need more faggot, don't you?" He moans as he moves his ass even faster on her fingers. "I want to hear you say it, you slut, say you want something bigger in your ass, I want to hear you beg for it. Beg me for something bigger." "Yes please, please Mistress" he mumbled with his mouth still around the head of the dildo. He didn't dare take his mouth off, scared she would quit. He wanted nothing more than to have his ass filled again. He was surprised at the pleasure that the fucking was giving him. He longed to stroke his painful cock, to relieve the pressure in his aching balls. But there was no way; his hands were still very tightly secured. "You are such a whore aren't you?" He would have said anything if she would just fuck him, all he wanted was to feel her cock in him and her body slamming against his. All the times he had fucked himself it had never felt like this. He was sure that if she would keep fucking him he would cum. GOD how he wanted to cum. "Yes Mistress I am a whore, a slut, a faggot I am anything you want, please fuck my ass, PLEASE!!" She reached under the bed and got an even larger dildo and strapped it into the harness. She got behind him again and without so much as any warning pushed the entire length into his ass cunt. This dildo was an inch longer than the one she had just used on his ass and proportionally thicker. "Is that better faggot?" his moan was the only reply she got "keep sucking that cock Bitch." "Fuck me she commanded" He pushed back into her, slamming his ass against the harness. She felt the pressure again, felt his ass rotating and pushing trying to swallow not only the dildo but her as well. Again she lost control. She grabbed his hips, lifted herself up to perch on his back and with her knees on the back of his legs as she slammed the cock into him again and again. She was no longer concerned about hurting him. This cunt loved his ass fucked and now she didn't have anything to do but use that ass for her pleasure. She knew if he could stroke his cock even once he would have shot his load. She was so glad she had tied him so that he couldn't touch himself. She loved the power over his cock, mouth and ass. She loved watching this huge cock disappear into his ass. It was so fucking big, she knew soon she would buy the largest cock she could find to use on his ass. She wouldn't stop until she had him taking it. Just the thought of something even bigger up his hole was enough to push her over the edge. The orgasm was even stronger than the first, if that was possible. She got off the bed and reached up underneath him and pulled off the condom. He hadn't cum but the condom was full of pre-cum. She knew she had worked his prostate well, it was just like the story had said, "you can fill a condom with pre-cum without letting him cum. Milking was what they had called it and she knew that there would be more milking's in the very near future; it seemed to drive him crazy with lust and she offered him no release. She liked him crazed with lust. She poured it in her hand and then rubbed it all over the cock he was still sucking. "Clean it off for me faggot" she demanded. She watched with delight as his juices disappeared from the cock into his mouth, thinking to herself someday that could be a real cock, another mans cum. She smiled to herself. She remembered the black clerk and the possibilities were endless. After he had totally cleaned the dildo with his mouth she took it away. She then took the big plug and put it back in his ass. The ease with which it went in let her know how well she had fucked him. She stood back for a minute looking at him from behind loving the site of his balls hanging below the plug, relishing the look of the plug in the hole that had given her so much pleasure. She couldn't resist reaching down and weighing them in her hand. She gently rolled them in the palm of her hand. Each time she squeezed ever so lightly she could see the end of the plug pulse. She never touched his cock, but continued to play with is balls. She then reached over and got out the clothespins and began to see how many she could get on his balls. His moaning was both pleasure and pain. But with ever, clothespin she put on she could see his balls dancing in the skin sack that held them. She counted to herself as she went, her final count was 20 and found there were no more places to put them on. She sat back to examine her handy work. She gently ran her finger around his asshole, gently tugging on the plug. She loved the fact that every time she did, it he moaned into the pillow where he was resting his face. She began strumming the clothespins like an instrument back and forth. She finally decided what she wanted next and began to remove the clips. Each one she removed made him moan again. She slowed her pace so that she could enjoy the moment. She got down to the last three and decided she liked them there. She took one and attached it to the skin on the underside of his cock about half way up. As a final touch she pulled his nipples down and attached one to each nipple. She truly enjoyed the look of him helpless, and knew that the pain of the clips would keep him from losing control, with what she had in mind next. She untied him and told him to follow her. She led him into the bathroom using the rope tied around his balls as a leash. "Run me a tub" she commanded. He bent over to turn on the water and as he did she swatted him hard across the ass with her hand leaving a perfect imprint of her hand on his right butt cheek. "Thank you slut" I am so satisfied now." She said stretching and yawing. She reached down and gently ran her fingers down the sides of his cock making it jump as it if had a life of it's own. He was so fucking turned on she thought. She enjoyed what she had done to him. Here stood a man willing to serve her ever need, and whom she could use for any need she desired. She pulled her hand away from his cock as he started to thrust towards her, leaving him breathless as the contact with his cock ended. She stepped into the tub "You will wash me my pet," she told him handing him a soft sponge and the soap she wanted him to use. She looked at him, still hooded. Still blind. She wanted him to only feel her body, only feel what he could not see. She watched his tiny little prick throb as he touched her for the first time. He used the sponge and soap to cover her entire body, she could see his reaction in his body each time his hands encountered her breasts or pussy. Each time a shudder wracked his body and she could tell his heart was racing because his cock was pulsing with each beat. Every part of his body was tingling, throbbing or stinging. He had never felt so many stimuli in his life. He was blind, yet his minds eye was vividly active. As he ran his hands over his wife's body, his mind showed him the part of her body his hands were contacting. Her breasts felt so wonderful; her nipples still hard pearls on her chest. He loved her tits, they were perfect, he longed to feel those hard nipples between his lips and feel her arch her chest into his mouth. She led his hand down to her pussy. GOD was she wet, it wasn't the water, it was the slippery wetness of her sex. She was coated clear down to her inner thighs with the juices she had released while fucking him. She took his fingers and led them into her pussy. He felt her pussy contract on the two fingers he had buried up to his knuckle in her pussy. The next thing he knew was she was finger fucking her pussy with his fingers. He could feel the inside of her pulsing. Her pussy was like a vice on his fingers and all he could think of, was how his cock would feel inside of that tight wet pussy. She was grinding in earnest now. He could feel her juices begin to flow down his fingers onto his hand. With a final shudder the rhythmic pulsing his fingers found let him know that she again had cum. He was so close, could hear everything but couldn't see anything. It was maddening; he wanted to see her pussy wrapped around his fingers. He wanted to taste her sweet pussy. More than anything he wanted, no, he needed to cum. A Wife's Deepest Desire for Control When she had him bathe her she didn't intend on cumming again. She didn't think she had it in her for another orgasm after the ones she had just had. But she lost control when she saw his reaction as he touched her. He was so turned on by her body it was intoxicating to her. Each pulse of his cock was a confirmation of the beauty he found in her body, even when all he could do is touch it. As his hands cleaned her pussy, she could not resist mounting a couple of his fingers. He looked over at him and from his body language she could see the passion rise in him as his fingers disappeared into her. She could see the precum forming on the head of his cock and it was all she could do not to lean over and take the head of his cock into her mouth and suck him dry, but she had other plans for that huge load that had to be boiling in his balls right now. In fact his balls were drawn up to his body to where they almost disappeared. She knew this was a sign of how turned on he was. One suck would cause him to loose control. Her pussy gripped hard on his fingers as she realized she had that control. It all became too much for her. She grabbed his hand harder and rode his fingers like a cock. Leaning back against the tub she let go. The moan that escaped her lips was so guttural that it surprised even her. Never had she been so animalistic. This entire day she had surprised herself. She had thought she would be uncomfortable, afraid she would not be able to go thru with fulfilling her desires. But instead of being difficult she found that the power and intensity of the last day was not only much easier than she thought but was something she wished she had risked ages ago. After her shuddering stopped she had him wash her back and then dry her as she got out of the tub. Taking the leash, she led him back into the bedroom telling him to stand very still while she removed the clips that she had placed there over 30 minutes ago. He couldn't keep the groans from escaping his lips as the blood rushed back to the skin the clips had abused. He almost regretted her taking them off because now all he could concentrate on was the plug in his ass, and even more distracting the terrible case of blue balls that was throbbing between his legs. He had had an erection now for what seemed like forever. And he was sure his cock would explode. But finally he hoped release would come, and soon. As she took the hood off his head she said "Now it is bed time, I am going leave that plug in your ass, I hope you can sleep but honestly I don't give a fuck, and I am also going to leave the leash on your balls, that way I can tie it to my wrist so I know where you are at. You will sleep with a condom on, I will tape it to the base of your cock so if you have a wet dream I will know about it and you will eat it. Do you understand? You are not cumming tonight. I am too tired to worry about you tonight. Just to make sure you don't play with yourself I am tying your hands to the headboard just tight enough so you can't reach your cock. I hope you can sleep with your problem," she gently tapped his purple cock head with her fingers while she talked. "Yes Mistress" he answered, He wasn't going to cum, she had always worried about him cumming, now it seemed that his pleasure was taking a back seat to hers. He didn't know what he thought about that but as she secured his hands to the headboard and taped the condom to his cock all he could do was concentrate on not cumming with her touching his aching cock, and he had to wonder what tomorrow would bring. The next thing she did surprised him. She had him lay on the bed. "Lay very still" she instructed him. As he lay there she reached into her nightstand and pulled out a small white tube, a condom package and one of the rubber gloves she uses when she play with his ass. On the tube were the words "Man Delay". "I need to feel you inside me so I can sleep soundly tonight but I can't risk you cumming." She said as she put the glove on her hand. "This stuff is supposed to numb a mans cock and keep him from cumming too soon so I figure if I use enough of it, you won't be able to cum at all." She proceeded to put a large amount of the clear liquid in the palm of her hand. "I have to wear the glove or I will have a numb hand and we can't have that can we" she chuckled. And that isn't what I want numb. He felt her hand beginning to stroke him. At first the sensation was one of pure bliss to feel her hand stroking his already throbbing cock. He could feel the pressure building in his balls from the first time her hand touched him. Then his cock began to loose sensation. Each stroke became harder to feel. It was as if her grip on his cock was getting softer and softer yet when he looked he could see that she actually had a very tight grip on his purple cock. It was maddening. She then reached down and smeared the liquid all over his balls. Again he felt the loss of sensation as she continued to play with his nuts. He felt the pressure, but it wasn't enough to even come close to letting him orgasm. He had hoped maybe she would rub some of it around his sore asshole to relieve the fire that burned so subtly there, giving him some relief, but she never ventured further down than his nuts. "There we go," she said, stripping the glove off her hand and tossing it into the trash beside the bed. She opened the condom and carefully rolled it down the length of his cock making sure she didn't get any of the liquid on her hand. She then took athletic tape from the nightstand and taped the condom securely around the base of his cock. She didn't worry about not catching his hair in the tape; she knew taking the condom off would be more exquisite later. She almost laughed at the thought of his face when she ripped it off. Once she had the condom secured she said. "Don't you move.. This is for me not for you". She moved above his hips and guided his cock into her still wet pussy. He saw his cock disappear into her but he couldn't feel it. He knew that her pussy was gripping down on him tightly like it always did when she rode him, but damn it he couldn't feel it. She started riding him. She was moving her hips in an almost violent movement grinding down on him with a vigor that shook the bed. She pulled her legs up so she was squatting above him. In this position he could usually feel the depths of her, but now her felt nothing. "What's wrong, can't feel the sides with that tiny little prick of yours" she taunted him. "I can feel you, feel you cock throbbing, you should feel how deep you are in my pussy. Damn if I didn't know better I would think that I was getting fucked by a real cock, not by some fucking faggot with a puny little piece of meat" "Damn you feel good bitch" "Don't move" she said slapping him hard across the face. "If you could feel this you would have popped your load a long time ago, now I can enjoy the ride" She increased her pace, rocking back and forth. The sight of his cock going in and out of her mesmerized him. It was as if he was watching her fuck another cock, not his. He was so turned on, yet he knew there was no way he would ever be able to cum and the drove him almost insane with lust. He wanted to thrust into her, to make himself feel something but he didn't dare. He looked up into her face and saw the flush begin to spread across her chest and up to her face. He knew she was close. She started slamming herself up and down hard on his cock. He could feel the bed move with each movement of her body. As her body began to convulse in orgasm he felt her nails dig into his chest on his nipples. The feeling in his nipples was a stark contrast to the lack of feeling in his cock and balls. She moaned loudly as her orgasm took control of her movements causing her to throw her head back and to grip his chest even harder. She finally collapsed on his chest. He was as horny as he had ever been. She had used him, and not let him even get the satisfaction of feeling anything. He had never experienced anything like that before. It was very erotic, yet he would have given anything to feel her pussy pulsating around his cock like it always did after she came. She lifted herself off him, and proceeded to tie him finish tying him to the bed. She left the condom in place, now he knew he couldn't even get any sensation from the sheets or the bed. Once he was secure she got back into bed and rolled up behind him spooning him. She thought he might appreciate having her body pressed against his. She gently stroked his body, across his shoulders down to his ass, checking to make sure the plug still firmly in place. Each touch caused him to moan. She kept this up until she finally fell asleep with her hand resting on the plug, leaving him twitching as he tried to get some sleep himself. He slept fitfully during the night; the bindings made it hard to move and the plug in his ass seemed to grow throughout the night. He woke several times with painful erections and with the plug dancing in his ass. His dreams were full of images of what had happened the day before. His dreams were both exciting and disturbing. He dreamed of her fucking him over and over again. He dreamed of the porno shop only this time she had made him suck that big black cock until his mouth was filled with the salty taste of the clerks cum. Even worse she had watched the entire time telling him how to suck it. "Lick his balls", "Now run your tongue around the head of his cock", "Come on, you can take more of it down your throat than that". Even worse she had invited the female clerk to watch his humiliation. The two of them marveled at the size of the black guys cock and the pathetic size of his own cock. She had made him strip naked before he started sucking showing the plug in his ass. Leaving his cock out in the open for all three of them to heckle. When the black clerk had cum in his mouth she had forced him to swallow most of it, then having that huge black cock leave trails of cum on his face. They had let him get dressed and they had all left the office laughing as he followed with cum clinging to his face. He dreamed of the cock that had filled his hand in the booth. In the dream she had taken the plug out of his ass in the booth and then pushed his ass against the hole and held him there while the stranger fucked his ass. She had made him finger fuck her calling him all sorts of names while the cock plowed in and out of his ass. She had cum just as the man had pulled out and sprayed his hot load all over his asshole. He woke from that dream in a state of panic. It had been so real. He finally fell into a deep sleep more from exhaustion. When he finally woke up in the morning, he found she was already awake, laying beside him already in the throes of passion. He turned his head to look at her and was greeted with the sight of her laying naked beside him using one of the large dildos on herself. "AH you finally woke up" she voiced breathlessly "Yes" "Yes what?" she spoke to him while pulling on the rope connected to his balls reminding him that she wasn't done with him. "Yes Mistress" "Now shut the fuck up faggot and don't disturb me" He lay there and for the first time he watched her masturbate strictly for her pleasure. Sure he had seen her play with herself before, but never like this. It was like she was in another world. His eyes were glued to the cock she was driving in and out of her pussy. He was amazed at the size of the cock and how deep she was grinding it into her pussy. His cock grew as he watched. The cock ring constricted the blood in his groin causing him a painful erection, an erection he longed to touch, longed to stroke. He could feel his ball boiling with his cum, Worst of all with every twitch of his cock caused the plug in his ass to move massaging him in strange ways, which, of course, only increased the twitching of his cock. It was a vicious cycle that he could not escape. She continued fucking herself, he watched as her nipples grew harder and harder. His eyes could barely leave the dildo in her pussy. The faster and deeper she went, the harder his cock became. He knew she was close. She didn't realize it but the cord tied to his balls and her wrist was being pulled each time she moved giving him a not so gentle reminder of his situation. She came with a deep moan. As she came the dildo was completely buried in her pussy to the balls. He watched as her body relaxed. She gently pulled the cock from her pussy, and then holding it to his face she commanded him to lick it clean. He licked it eagerly. The taste of her pussy was almost more than he could take. It seemed like forever since he had tasted her. She tasted so sweet. There just wasn't enough of it, he longed to lick her pussy for real not just taste her. As if she read his mind she rolled him onto his back and straddled his face. "Lick me clean, don't miss a drop" she said as she started grinding her pussy into his face. "Get your tongue in my hole," she commanded pulling hard on the rope on his balls. She was riding his face like a woman possessed. She was sopping wet and he was shocked at how wide open her hole was. The juices just kept flowing into his mouth. He had to swallow time and time again as her pussy juice flowed over his face. Her scent was amazing; he was lost in a sea of her scents. "This is what a pussy looks like after it has been used by a real cock, you could never stretch me out like that with your tiny prick" she said. He drove his face deeper into her cunt. Her talking to him like that was driving him crazy. Every time she called him a name or berated his cock he only wanted more. It surprised him that the sound of her voice and her talking dirty was so electrifying to him. The more she talked the faster and deeper he licked. "You like being called a faggot, or a whore or a slut don't you bitch?" She said thru the gritted teeth of pleasure. You like me telling you what a pathetic tiny cock you have don't you?" His increased pace on her pussy let her know for certain that her words were having the desired effect. The more he licked the more names she thought of. Cocksucker, cunt, fucker, asshole, pussy, cum lover, prick, and every other dirty word that came to mind came spewing from her mouth. It wasn't that she believed all of them but if it made him eat her pussy harder and made his cock throb more then she didn't give a fuck what she said. She realized that no matter she said he would love it. She continued to ride his face. In her passion she forgot his balls were tied to her wrist and moved to grab his head to plunge it deeper into her cunt. The rope pulled hard on his balls making him arch his back to keep her from ripping them off. The rope had also pinned his cock down rubbing it just under the head. With every grind of her pussy on his face the rope stroked his throbbing member. Seeing her lose control like this was threatening to make him cum, even with his cock numb, just the look in her face and the fervor with which she was riding his face threatened to make him cum. Damn he wished he could feel that fucking rope better. He was sure that if he could feel it better it would be just enough to send him over the edge. His jaws began to ache; his tongue was just on the verge of cramping but nothing would make him stop. He loved her pussy and who knows when she would ride his face again. And right now there was nothing but her pussy, nothing else in the world mattered, just his trying to get all the sweet nectar into his mouth. Just as he thought he might just be able to cum, if only he could feel that damn rope more, she threw her head back and dropped her full weight on his face flooding his mouth with her cum as she had another orgasm. He was shocked as her pussy juice started squirting out into his mouth. It was far more than he could swallow and it began to run all over his face. It was like someone had taken a glass of delicious honey and poured it into his mouth and over his face. He moaned so close to release yet so far away. She left his face buried in her pussy and leaned against the headboard of the bed to catch her breath. He knew to avoid her clit and that it would be so sensitive now, but he continued to clean out her gaping pussy all of the sweet juices he could find. She eased herself off of him, noticing his throbbing cock and his balls bright purple from the abuse he had just taken. She almost felt guilty, afraid she had really hurt him, but then she noticed the condition of his cock and the involuntary thrusting of his hips, trying desperately to get his cock touching anything, it let her know that he had enjoyed it as much as she had. She sat beside him on the bed gently stroking his balls. She loved when he was this turned on; she could actually see his nuts dancing inside their sac. She continued to tease his balls but never touched his aching cock giving herself time to recover. She knew even if she was to touch his tiny prick he wouldn't be able to cum his prick was still encased in the condom that was keeping him completely numb. She almost chuckled out loud thinking of how madding it must be not to feel anything. The plug was moving in his ass and she couldn't resist using it to gently fuck him. His cock throbbed harder and harder as she moved the plug in his ass while she was gently stroking his balls. It was amazing how purple his cock was, and she had to admit the ring made it at least a bit larger. The head of his cock was easily twice as big as it normally would be. She silently thanked the clerk at the store for suggesting it. After a little while, when she had calmed down a bit she said. "Today is going to be lots of fun my pet" she told him as she started un-taping the condom from his cock. The skin and hair pulled as she took it off. She held it up to the light and looked at him and said, "Very good, you didn't waste the load that you are saving up in those purple little balls of yours." She took a towel and cleaned all the "Man Delay" that was left on his cock and balls and then finished untying him from the bed, finally letting him up to stretch. "Good boy" she said, "you are going to be hard all day." She pulled gently on the plug in his ass removing it and letting it fall to the floor. She gently ran her fingers around his tender asshole massaging the muscle that throbbed, more from her playing with it than from the plug. He felt strangely empty. Could it be possible he was becoming addicted to his own ass he wondered? "Okay slut here is what is going to happen. You have 1 hour to shower, clean yourself up and relax before you become my slut again. But before you go, there is something I want to do. Close your eyes and don't open them until I tell you to. He closed his eyes and stood very still. He felt her hands on his cock and it immediately began to pulse in her hand. It felt as if she was running her fingers over the top of his cock very gently, it caused him to shudder from the contact. He heard her say "Okay open your eyes" He opened his eyes and she motioned for him to look down. There on the top of his cock was written the work TINY in black magic marker. She lifted up his cock to show him she had written it on the bottom side as well. She held up the marker in front of him so he could see that it was a permanent marker. "Oh wait," she said and she proceeded to write the word SLUT across his balls. "There we go, perfect. I would have written something more accurate like COCKSUCKER or FAGGOT or maybe CUMSLUT but unfortunately for me your puny little cock isn't large enough for anything longer than TINY. From now on I am only going to call him tiny. It will be your new nickname as well. A little secret between you and me and whoever I decide to tell what it means." She laughed throwing the marker on her dresser. "Okay, go, but leave all the doors open because I am going to check on you, if I find you playing with yourself then you will regret it, I promise. Soak in the tub, but you will report to me in 1 hour. For every minute you are late, you will receive one swat with my trusty paddle." She leaned up and kissed him, just a quick little peck on the check and then she turned and left the room.