0 comments/ 87963 views/ 21 favorites A Long, Hard Night By: thx1157 The following is a work of fiction, which deals with adult sexual situations. If you are not over 18 years of age please do not continue to read this story. If you are not over the age, which in your local governmental jurisdiction constitutes the age of adulthood, then please do not continue to read this story. In part it deals with oral sex, dominance and submission as well as bondage. If this type of situation offends you please do continue to read this story. Debbie finished securing my right leg high up on the post of our bed and stood back to admire her work. My butt was just at the end of the bed and my ankles cuffed and secured high up on the posts with leather straps so that my legs were spread into a wide V. My wife says she likes this position as it gives here such good access to me. My wrists were similarly cuffed and my arms stretched out and up and secured to the posts at the head of the bed. "Excellent," pronounced my wife. "Can you move anything except your head?" she asked. I tried tugging on the restraints, which only lifted my butt off the bed and tightened the pull on my legs. Arching my back or flexing forward only pulled more on my arms. "No Ma'am," I replied. "Good, after all we wouldn't want you to end the fun prematurely would we" she announced. She stepping around to the side of the bed and I lifted my head to watch her. She was clad in a black satin and lace merry widow and G string with black stockings and heels. Sat down beside me and casually lifted her right leg to rest her foot beside my head as she sipped her wine. I could smell her lavender bath soap mixed with the smell of leather from the pumps and took in the delightful sight of the length of her stocking clad leg. She placed a hand behind my head and lifted my head off the bed as she brought the wine glass to my lips. "Have a little, it's very good," she said. I drank some wine and she set the glass down, half full, on the side table. Swinging her leg over my chest she turned and knelt on the bed straddling me. She then leaned forward to bring her bosom to my face. I lifted my head and started to kiss and nuzzle her cleavage. "Good," she said. I struggled to reach her with my lips and she leaned back a little just out of reach. "Do you want to kiss them?" she asked. "Yes Ma'am." I answered. "Good, if you do a good enough job on my tits there may be a reward for you later," She replied; leaning forward to bring her breasts within reach of my mouth. I kissed her cleavage and ran my tongue up between her breasts, as I know she likes. Then started to kiss and nibble the inside of her right breast. I could see the nipple of her right breast start to stiffen through the lace cup of the corset as I kissed her breast. In a moment she shifted her leg and lay down beside me with her right areola over my mouth. I kissed and sucked at her nipple as best I could through the lace, my tongue circling her nipple slowly. Then she leaned forward a bit more allowing me to rest my head back on the pillow as I opened my mouth and took in more of her covered breast. I sucked hard as her breast filled my mouth and used my tongue across the areola. For ten minutes I kissed, licked and sucked on her breast till she leaned back and placed my head between her breasts. I kissed nibbled and sucked at her cleavage as she reached up and pressed her breasts together. Then she shifted again to bring her left tit to my face. Again through the fabric of the corset I used my mouth to worship her breast. Reluctantly, her breast slipped from my mouth as she sat up on the bed. "Excellent job," she said. "You've earned that reward. If you can you can undo the laces on this corset with your teeth, I'll remove it." Once again she straddled me and leaned forward. Unlike most, this merry widow was laced and laced in the front, the laces tied between her breasts. I looked and saw that she had double knotted the laces. I lifted my head and started to work on the knot with my teeth. I was just starting to make some progress when Debbie shifted her body and stretched out on top of me. The laces were still within reach but one of her stocking clad legs was now between mine and I felt the nylon clad leg stroke up and down my cock. "Just keep trying," she said, "Don't let me distract you". But of course that’s just what she was intentionally doing . Despite the leg languidly stroking my cock I managed to undo the first knot with my teeth and find one end of the lace. Now all I had to do was to pull on the end of the lace to untie the bow. Unfortunately the lace was long and I could only move my head a little at a time. It must have taken 10 minutes to get that damn double knot undone. "Good job" pronounced my wife. "Now you have to get it unlaced." I used my tongue and teeth to grab the first lace down from the top and then slowly pulled the lace through the eyelet then went on to repeat the process on the other side. I worked my way down the corset from top to bottom. Of course with each success the lace became longer and longer making it harder and harder. I finally finished, ending with the bottom eyelets just above the G string. By this time my mouth and neck hurt from the effort. My wife had moved up on my chest to allow me to reach each pair of eyelets but still I had had to hold my head off of the bed. I ended with my wife's satin covered crouch just inches from my mouth but my neck muscles were too exhausted to reach it. "I'm glad you never gave up," said my wife. "I really wanted out of this thing." She then stood up on the bed over me and unfastened the garters from the stockings and corset and removed the corset. Her pink nippled breast hung free and she bent down to place one in my mouth. "Now worship them with your mouth and make me come that way to earn your next reward," she demanded. My wife is a very sensuous woman and one of the few I've ever known who can reach orgasm through breast stimulation alone. I've made her come that way before but it usually takes a long time and a lot of stimulation. I bent to my task. My mouth lips and tongue worked on her breasts for what seemed like forever. My mouth sucked and nibbled, my tongue flicked over or circled or teased her nipple. Finally, her breast full in my mouth, my tired tongue going like mad on her areola; I felt her breath and pulse quicken, she shuddered and gave out a cry of ecstasy. I let her breast slip slowly from my mouth as she lay on top of me temporarily spent. She spent several long minutes recovering as I lay my head back and rested my overworked mouth and tongue. At last she sat up on the side of the bed and took a sip of wine. She then gave me a sip. I swished it in my mouth and swallow. "Nicely done," She pronounced. "Too many men don't pay enough attention to a woman's tits. They're always so impatient to go elsewhere. You have earned yourself a nice reward and I think your mouth needs a rest don't you?" "Yes ma'am!" I answered. She swung around and straddled me facing my bottom. The cheeks of her lovely ass were just below my face and I could feel her satin and lace covered pussy grind against my breastbone. "Now you just relax and enjoy your reward," she said; as she reached out and with just one finger stroked my dick. She started slowing stroking my dick using just her index finger or index finger and thumb. Staring at the base she would stroke up the underside with her finger, then ran the finger around the head or over the top very slowly, then take finger and thumb and stroke downward back to the base. She would keep up this long slow stroking for awhile then suddenly wrap all her fingers around the shaft and give me four or five fast full strokes. Sometimes she would use just the tips of her fingers lightly on the shaft or on my balls. She kept up this slow teasing for what seems like hours. Always touching and stimulating but never enough contact or if it was firm and enveloping it was always just for a few seconds. I finally could take it no longer. "Please touch me harder." I begged. "Quiet!!" she replied "just relax and enjoy, you’ve earned it". "Please," I begged again. "If you're not quiet I'll stop" she said and resumed her torturously slow stroking. I was quiet. It's almost impossible to come with the kind to stroking she was giving me. Nevertheless it was getting me more and more turned on. My breathing started to quicken and I got more fidgety with each stroke. I couldn't help myself as she slowly brought me to the edge of orgasm. I moaned a soft "please". She wrapped her hand closely around my dick and gave me one long slow full stroke with full contact, which brought me right to the edge. Then she stopped and dismounted me. "I warned you," she said. A drop of precum escaped my dick which she gathered on the end of her index finger and brought to my lips. I licked the glistening drop from her finger. "Is your mouth rested my love?" she asked. "Yes ma'am it is." I answered. "Good, time to put it back to work. You need to make up for being so noisy. Now you will use your mouth on my pussy to get me off again," She stated matter?of?factly. "But you'll do it through the G?string". "I want to taste you," I said. "If you're good, I promise you'll get a taste of me." She replied. With this she placed one leg on either side of my head and brought her pussy to my face. I could smell her musky smell though the G?string and could see the outline of her pussy lips through the satin. A few red pubic hairs peeked out from the tiny trimmed patch on her mons as I brought my mouth to her crouch. I started by kissing the inside of her thigh then worked my way to the crease where her thigh joins her body. I kissed and licked up the crease, which sent a shiver of delight through her. She always liked being stimulated there. My tongue felt the edge of her G?string as I licked her. I smelled her pussy so close. A fraction of an inch of lace and silk separating me from it. I brought my mouth lower down and kissed and nibbled her between her pussy and her anus. Then kissed her full on the pussy. Her pussy was moist and I longed to bury my tongue in its warmth. I tried to grip the G?string with my teeth and pull it aside but she stopped me. "No, not yet, I'll decide when you can kiss my naked pussy," She said. "You do want to kiss it and tongue fuck it and suck it don't you?" she asked. "Yes Ma'am, more than anything in the world," I replied. "Good, but be careful what you wish for, you might get it!" she said. "Now kiss me on the other side," she demanded. I kissed the opposite crease running my tongue up from bottom to top. Then nibbled the sensitive inside of her thigh. I knew she was getting excited from the way she moaned when I nibbled the crease. Then she took both hands and brought my mouth to her pussy and clit. I kissed and sucked her hidden pussy lips. My tongue stroked up the silk covering her cunt, and my lips sought her clit through the lace. I sucked her clit through the fabric, my tongue circled around it as I sucked it into my mouth and I felt her come. My lips caressed it and my tongue flitted back and forth as she shuddered into yet another orgasm. As she pressed my face insistently to her pussy, I opened my mouth fully and covered as much of her pussy, mons and clit as possible; tonguing and licking from bottom to top. Finally after coming a third time she let go of my head and sagged back, spent. Upload: If you choose to upload your story, it should be uploaded as a plain text file with a file name ending in ".txt" if possible. If your storyShe spent some minutes recovering from the three quick, successive orgasms ,then turned and kissed me hard on the mouth. Our tongues met as we tasted each other’s mouths. Finally she broke the kiss. "Nice, very nice," she said. "I think it's time to take this off don't you?" she asked, as she pulled off the G?string. "Would you like to see it?" she asked. "Yes Ma'am I would," I answered. "Would you like to see it real close?" she asked. "Oh yes please ma'am." I replied. "Do you want to smell it?...and taste it?" she asked. "YES PLEASE" I replied. She again straddled my chest., her pussy inches away from my face. I lifted my face to kiss it but found it just beyond reach. Debbie bunched up a pillow behind my head but still I could not reach it. "Well,”she said “that's too bad. I guess you'll just have to watch if you can't reach it," She purred. Then she reached up with her left hand and started to stroke her breast. She cupped it in her hand and lifted it to her mouth. Her tongue circled the nipple and her right had descended to her clit. Her left hand continued to stroke her breast while her right index finger stroked up and down the outside of the labia. I could only watch as her fingers and thumb parted her labia and her finger started to massage her labia and clit. Her fingers dipped into her pussy as she moaned in enjoyment. They came out glistening with her moisture. "Please may I taste," I asked. "Do you want to taste my pussy" she asked. "Yes please!" I answered. " Can you smell my pussy?" she inquired. "Yes Ma'am," I answered. "Will you suck all the juices from my pussy? Do you promise?" she next asked. "Oh, Yes Ma'am," I answered. "Good, I'll hold you to that, later." she answered. Her fingers poised over my mouth and tipped downward. I opened my mouth to receive them but she held them up just out of reach until a single drop fell into my open mouth. "That will have to do for now,” she told me. "More, please" I begged. "Quiet now, don't distract me or else," she replied. "But I want to taste you so badly," I said. "Alright, you asked for a taste, and I asked you to be quiet. I think I can find a way for both of use to get what we asked for," my wife's replied. She leaned to the side and opened the drawer of the bedside table. Out of the drawer she pulled a black ball gag mounted on a leather strap. Once again she straddled me and I watched as she rubbed the ball of the gag over her labia and even briefly inserted it into her pussy. It came out wet with her juices. "You wanted a taste well this is your taste," she said; as she pressed the gag into my mouth and fastened the strap about my head. I tasted her on the gag and licked and sucked at the gag to get every drop of her luscious juices. Her hand returned to her pussy and her finger slowly stroke around and around her clit. I could only watch, helplessly as her fingers flitted over her clit, gradually gathering speed as she became more and more stimulated. Her breathing came harder now and she moaned with pleasure as she peaked to orgasm. I watched wordlessly as she continued to play with herself, inches from my face. Her movements were slower now that the first orgasm had come but firmer. She never stopped and I felt her rising to another summit of pleasure. Now her left hand came up and she used it to stimulate her clit while two fingers of her right hand plunged into her vagina. I watched intently as my beautiful wife finger fucked herself to yet another orgasm. "God I need a cock inside me she said," as she reached again into the side table. My eye went wide as I saw what she pulled out. She held in her hand a double ended dildo and a leather harness. The dong was at least 12" long, flesh coloured, about 2" thick with a cock head at either end. This was some new toy that I had not seen before. "I ordered this over the internet," she said. "I hope that you enjoy this as mush as I do." Laying aside the harness she took the double dong in her right hand and inserted one head into her pussy. "Um, it's nice, firm but soft and flexible. Feel's just like a big hard cock," She said, as she reached around with her left hand to feel my cock. "Um just alike," she said as I felt her squeeze my shaft and watched her squeeze the shaft of the dildo. She slid her hand up and down the shaft of both, giving me a slow hand job as she seemed to be doing the same to herself. Her right hand slid to the end of the false cock and her fingers played with the head while her left hand did the same to me. Next she took firm hold of the dildo and slowly started to fuck herself with it. "Nice and slow just the way I like it," she said. At this she very slowly stroked my cock up and down with the same rhythm with which she fucked herself. After several minutes of this she removed her hand from my cock and pulled the rod from her vagina. The cock glistened with her juices. Reversing the dong she inserted the other end into her cunt. Then she unbuckled the strap of the gag and lifted my head with her hand. Her left hand slid down to my balls and gently squeezed them while she lifted my head till my lips met the dildo. "Lick it," she said. "Lick all my juices from it. Lick the shaft the way you like me to lick you." I smelled her pussy on the dong and wanted to taste her so badly, I lifted my lips to it and licked. She released my head and gripped the dildo with her hand. I tasted her on it and ran my tongue up its length. She moved my head a little to make me lick the sides of the shaft. Then she made me kiss and lick up the underside till she brought the tip to my lips. "Now suck it," she demanded. "Suck all my juices from it. Take it in your mouth and suck it the way you like me to suck you." The pressure on my balls increased as she made clear what she would do if I didn't do as she wished. I opened my mouth and sucked in the dildo. It felt firm and soft at the same time as she had said. I tasted her juices on the thing but little else. It had no plastic or rubber taste at all. Moving herself back and forth she made me suck up and down the length of her make belief dick. I nearly gagged as the thick shaft filled my mouth. She held the dildo with one hand, half of it buried in her cunt, half sticking out like a man's cock. Her left hand released my balls and guided my head as she made me suck off her faux cock. "That's right, be my little cockcucker for me," She said. "Don't you love of feel of a big cock in your mouth. Doesn't it feel wonderful to have it fill your mouth with its sensuous firmness. Suck hard on it, use your tongue and cheeks the way I do on your cock. Think about all the things you like me to do when I suck you off. Now's your change to show what a real expert cocksucker can do." She made me suck on her for minutes. She reminded me of all the things I had asked her to do with her mouth when she went down on me. Then she stopped and slowly pulled the double dick from her cunt, but not from my mouth. She held it there with at least 4" of cock filling my mouth and she picked up the leather harness and attached it to the dong. She pulled the harness behind my head and buckled it tight. I could only moan as this huge double ended cock?gag filled my mouth. "Do you know what's nice about this dong?" she asked. "Not only does it feel like a real cock, but it comes with two harnesses; one as a gag and one as a strap on. Also I can fix then harnesses anywhere along the length of the shaft. That means I can have 4" in your mouth and 10" for me to play with like now, or make you take in 6" and still have 8" for myself. Or of course use it as a strap on and put six inches in my cunt and fuck you with eight. Do you think you'd like 8" of hard cock in your mouth or your ass?" I shook my head, which caused to dildo sticking out of my mouth to wave back and forth ludicrously. "You don't think you want to deep throat?" she asked. I shook my head again. I couldn't image myself having this thing even a fraction of an inch deeper in my mouth without gagging, let alone another 4". "Oh then you must want that 8" in your ass," she said. "Image 8 inches of this thick cock pounding into your asshole as I fuck you. That must be what you want isn't it?" A Long, Hard Night Shook my head violently no as my eyes pleaded with her. "Well maybe if I you're very, very good I'll spare your ass. Would you like to earn the privilege of not getting ass fucked with my little toy?" she asked. I nodded as quickly as i could. "I thought so," she stated. "Well all you have to do is to do whatever I say to do, when I say to do it, instantly, without exception for the rest of tonight. It's your choice. You just let me know. Blink once if you want your tight little virgin asshole to get fucked with an 8 inch long 2 inch thick cock. Blink twice if you want to obey everything I say for the rest of the night." Put that way I had little choice; I blinked twice. "Good, a wise choice," she stated. "Of course you realize all I have to do now, if I want to, is say I want to ass fuck you and you have to accept it." has bold or italics and you need to upload a"Right now, however, I want a good fucking,” she stated. She placed her legs one on either side of my head as she sat down on my chest. Then she slipped one calf under each of my arms so that she knelt on my upper chest, thighs on either side of my head and legs under my arms. She slid forward and using her hand pressed the shaft of the dildo to her cunt. Then she started to slide up and down the length of the cock, the head and shaft rubbing her pussy. With each downward stroke the head of the cock rubbed over her clit. And with each stroke the cock moved back and forth in my mouth. I could only watch helplessly as her pussy grew wetter and wetter. Cunt juices dribbled down the shaft of the dildo and onto the gag harness. Her breathing quickened, and suddenly with a swift sure movement she slid forward slightly, rode up the shaft a fraction higher and plunged downward, burying the faux cock in her cunt. She paused for a moment her pussy lips on my face and the gag harness, her clit against my nose and her flame red, neatly trimmed, pubic patch just over my eyes. Then she started riding the cock like some rodeo cowboy. Up and down she rode, fucking herself wildly on my facial cock. She cried out and came violently but never stopped her thrusting. Each thrust caused the double dong to move back and forth in my mouth. Fucking my mouth at the same time she fucked herself. She was so wild now that with each up stroke she came completely off the cock, plunging back downward each time to re?impale herself on its length. Two more orgasm came quickly as she ended sprawled forward her cunt on my face, impaled on the shaft I held with my mouth. I could hardly breath lying there beneath her, my mouth full of dildo. At last she heard my moaning supplications and sat up. Slowly she disentangled herself from me and rose off the faux prick. She collapsed beside me, spent. She unbuckled the harness from behind my head and removed the gag. Laying it aside she kissed me hard on the mouth. "That was wonderful," she said. "I need a little break now." She lay down beside me and placed her head on my chest. She reached her hand down and gently laid it on my rigid cock. She just laid it there. She didn't stroke me or stimulate me; she just laid her hand on my cock. Touching me, as if she would start to stroke me any time, but she never did. I thought for a while that she would fall asleep like that, spent from her multiple orgasms; but every minute or so she moved her hand a little. I can't say that she was stroking me. I was more like she was trying to find a comfortable position for her hand but couldn't. Of course the whole time her had was on my cock or balls. The effect was maddening. I had been forced to stimulate her through her bra and G string to orgasm; had watched her Jill herself off with her pussy inches from my face; had been made to suck her juices from her dildo; then watch as she fucked herself with a dildo held in my mouth. She must have come 7 or 8 times while I watched helplessly. And she lay there her hand on my cock almost motionless. This was more than I could stand. "Touch me, please," I asked. "But I am touching you." She replied. "I mean TOUCH me! Stroke me," I implored. "No, no, not yet. I need to rest as I said. You just relax," she answered. "Please," I begged. "NO I said," She insisted. "Don't ask again. I'm in charge. Not you. Remember you agreed to obey me tonight. I do have ways to make you be quite if need be. But I really don't want you gagged right now. And remember, I still have that cock harness and you still have an asshole, so don't beg." To emphasize the point she lifted up the double dildo and reminded me of its girth and length. The thought of her butt fucking me with that huge tool shut me up in a hurry. She laid aside the dildo and laid her head back on my chest. Once or twice a minute her hand or fingers would move. Sometimes she would rest just the fingertips on the shaft. Other times the tip of her thumb on the head and 2 or 3 finger tips in the groove under the head. For a while she cupped the head in the hollow of her hand while her fingers rested on my balls. "Just relax," she had said. Yeah, right. Relax while she kept up this long slow tease. I couldn't relax with her touching me this way if she'd have given me Valium. And she knew it. This went on for what seemed like an hour but in reality was more likely ten to fifteen minutes. She finally settled her hand with all four fingertips on my balls and her thumb under my cock. She held it there sore some minutes then slowly and with the very lightest pressure moved her hand upward. Her fingers running up the length of my cock till the reached the head and then broke contact. Then she sat up and stretched. The long slow tease had been bad but to have here break the touch that way was worse. She turned slightly and reached over me to pick up the cock gag on the opposite side of my head. In the process she dragged her breasts across my chest and face. I kissed them as she did so. Retrieving the gag and harness she stood up at the side of the bed. She opened the drawer of the bedside table and placed the double cock in the drawer. Man was I glad to see her put it away. She walked to the foot of the bed and knelt down at the foot. My balls, ass and cock were right in front of her almost at face level. She lifted my cock to inspect it. "Nice and hard," she said. "Now let's work to keep it that way, shall we" When she had but away the gag she must have taken out her favorite cock ring, for I felt her snap it about the base of my sac. This ring is a figure 8 affair and about 1" wide. One side snaps about my scrotum, pushing my balls to the end of my sac. The other side snaps tightly around my cock. This she soon accomplished with some difficulty as I was very hard from all the teasing and from watching her get her rocks off so many times. Now she started the teasing in earnest. Long slow strokes of her fingers up the shaft. Fingernails scraped the soft underside and played over the head. One hand cupping the balls while the other stroked my cock. Never fast, never enough pressure, never enough, period. The long slow teasing was slowly having its effect. She continued this for forever. My cock was rock hard, my balls ached as they swelled in the confines of my bound sac. Her touch was almost unbearable; it was almost painful. I want to ask her to bring me off but couldn't. I knew it would do no good to beg and I feared that dong. Just when I thought I couldn't take any more she changed what she was doing. Lifting my cock with her hand she took my cock head into her mouth. She started a long slow blowjob. Sucking hard, she made firm contact with her lips, tongue and cheeks and took more of me into her that she had ever done before. She held me there in her mouth then slowly, agonizingly slowly; she slid up the shaft. She paused with just the head in her mouth and used her tongue on the head and the groove just under the head. Then down again, deep into her mouth. My breath came faster now. I was close now to coming, so close. She must have known for she stopped and released me. She waited several minutes for my heart and breathing to slow and again started that long slow blowjob. Again she brought me to the edge and stopped abruptly. Now after cooling me off she started to kiss and nibble and suck on my balls. She licked them and sucked them into here mouth while her fingers played with my cock. With my balls in her mouth she wrapped her hand about my cock and started to stroke me off. Again she stopped just before I came. Then it was back to her mouth. Again and again she brought me to the edge. Always stopping just as I was about to come. Finally after five or six times of nearly coming she stopped and looked up at me. "Do you want to fuck me now?" she asked. "Yes, please," I replied. "Remember you must obey me tonight. If you don't I'll not only not let you fuck me, but I'll get that double dildo back out. You will obey me won't you?" she asked. "Yes ma'am," I replied. "Good," she said." Now I'm going to refasten your ankles at bed level. You are going to slide up on the bed so I can tighten your wrists. Any question?" "No ma'am" I replied. Standing up she unfastened my ankle cuffs from high on the bedposts and lowered my legs to refasten them to the posts at bed level. I scooted by butt up on the bed as she tightened the straps on my wrists. I still could not move but my butt was no longer half off the bed She reached into the drawer to retrieve some small thing. I couldn't see what it was she removed; whatever it was she placed it out of sight behind her. Then she straddled me, knelling, and slowly eased the head of my cock into her cunt. She slowly descended onto my cock until the cock ring pressed against her clit, then slowly rose again until I barely touched her inner lips with the tip of my cock. That one single stroke must have taken 30 seconds. She rubbed the head of my cock over her clit then slowly descended again. This time she paused, my cock deep inside her cunt. I felt her pelvic muscle contract and her cunt caress my cock. She sat there tightening and relaxing her pelvic muscles. Then she reached behind her and pulled out a small vibrator. Turning it on she touched it to her clit. Unlike most vibrators I'd seen, this one was quite low in frequency and I felt the vibrations through her clit and vagina. Again she slowly rose up off my shaft at a glacial pace. Her self?control was incredible. She touched the vibrator to the head of my cock as the tip was just at the entrance to her cunt and the effect was unbelievable. Again I was on the verge of coming when she rose completely off me. She knelt there poised over my cock, waiting till the sensation passed. Then applying the vibrator to her pussy, she again slowly descended my shaft. I could feel the vibrations all along my cock this time as she touched the device to both of us at the same time. Then she rose again. This was the slowest, teasingest, most godawful fuck. Three strokes had taken 5 minutes. She lowered herself again and this time she just sat there, my cock deep inside her as she applied the vibrator to my balls. I could feel the throbbing of the vibrator through my whole groin as she touched it to my swollen aching balls. Again she rose and again she pulled me completely out of her long enough to keep me on the edge. Next she changed to short sharp strokes, sliding my cock just an inch into her then back out. Her rhythm was completely random. Sometimes she would descend suddenly then slowly ascend, Sometimes it was a frustratingly slow penetration followed by quick withdrawal. Sometimes she would follow a steady down up rhythm for two or three or four strokes then stop and pause for an irregular period. Each time however she only penetrated and inch or so. And each time as I neared orgasm she stopped and left me hanging. Then she started randomly varying the depth, speed and duration of each stroke. There was no pattern, every time she seemed to have established a rhythm she changed it. It was the most incredible, frustrating fucking I'd ever had. She must have kept me poised there on the edge of coming for 45 minutes. "Are you ready to come?" she asked as she slowly rose from my shaft. "Please yes,” I moaned. "You've been very good tonight, so I'm going to allow you to come, as long as I come with you. But remember the night's not over" She then poised herself over my prick, the head just touching the entrance to her cunt. And then she started to finger her clit. She had kept me on the edge for so long that she knew I would come quickly and so she gave herself quite a head start. Her fingers circled and circled her clit. I watched intently as she brought herself closer and closer to orgasm. Her breathing picked up as she neared her own peak. When she was ready, she reached down, unsnapped the cock ring from my balls and cock, and started a steady rhythm for the first time that night. Long, slow deep strokes penetrated her as she fingered herself. I had been so near to coming that it took only a few of these deep regular penetrations to make me explode into the most mind?blowing orgasm I'd ever had. She collapsed onto my chest in her own ecstasy. Her fingers still working at her clit as I pumped an ounce or two of jism into her cunt. Finally she looked into my face; both our faces flushed with love and happiness. Then she kissed me hard. Our tongues met and fenced. Finally she broke the kiss but kept me deep inside her. "That was incredible," I said. "You've never been so good at teasing me, nor so commanding a domme. How did you keep me on the edge like that for so long?" "I just really got into the domme headspace," She answered. "You've never been that domme before. Making me suck that rubber dick was too much. You almost had me convinced you meant it when you said you'd fuck my ass with that thing if I didn't obey you," I said. "I did mean it!" she replied somewhat indignantly. "You will obey me. And the night’s not yet over." "What do you mean?" I asked. "Well first, I know you can get off more than once a night," She said. "I can get you hard again in 5 minutes flat with a little oral work. And I know I can tease you even longer the second time. And second, I mean that I made a promise to you tonight and you made two promises to me; and you're going to keep them. You promised to obey me. I know you remember that. But you made another promise. I promised you that I'd let you kiss my naked pussy and you promised that you'd lick it and kiss and suck all the juices from it." With this she leaned back, and slowly extracted my cock from her cunt. Her hand held her pussy lips closed as she reversed her position. She then knelt on either side of my head. Her thighs held my head still and muffled my hearing a bit. She lowered her come filled pussy to my mouth. And just before she started to suck me hard again I heard her say, "You've got a long, hard night ahead of you." A Long Hard Night It was the usual cacophony of sound, arguments and raised voices; competing with televisions blaring, at my local pub on Friday night. The atmosphere was thick, as each patron vied for service or to have their opinions heard; the air conditioning losing the battle with the sweating bodies of too many closely packed people. A typical Friday night at my local! I was sitting quietly in a corner seat, observing the sweating masses, as I am wont to do, when the door flung open and in strode a goddess. There is no other way to describe her, since she carried herself with the dignity and regal poise of someone used to adoration. The crowd at the bar, usually protective of their domain, opened up before her and one hastily vacated his seat and, blushingly, offered it to her. Without acknowledgement, she sat tall on the barstool, her short black skirt riding high on her slim thighs, revealing shapely legs. A silence descended, even the televisions, with their loud cacophonous sportscasters giving spurious statistics or opinions, were momentarily muted, as if in awe of her presence. Slowly she gazed around, assessing the customers as if making a choice. Scrumptiously, I studied her: raven hair, high cheek bones, full lips, pert breasts pushing forward in a tight white blouse, narrow waist and long tapering legs. I tried to imagine what was between those legs, shaven moist pussy, pouting lips and clitoris waiting to be engorged. I phantisized briefly of sucking on her clitoris and bringing her to orgasm, then shook my head in wonder and retreated to my beer. Normality was returning, though somewhat still muted, when I felt a strange prickling in my scalp, a tingling sensation of being called. I looked up, meeting dark blue compelling eyes. She gazed at me for the longest time, eyes now a deep hazel or black in that uncertain light, assessing me, then finally, beckoned me over. I looked around, unsure if she meant me, but her gaze allowed no doubt. Abandoning my beer, I crossed over and those few steps changed my life. Indicating the stool next to her, miraculously vacated, she imperviously said "Sit." She then ignored me while finishing her Campari and Soda. She appraised me for a a full minute, as if considering her choice. Finally she spoke, in a throaty voice. "You will do, at least for now." Tentatively, I reached over and touched her leg. She reacted immediately, "Not now, bitch" and slapped my face. Thus began my humiliation. She leaned down, rummaged in her large purse, and finally surfaced with a dog collar and leash in her hands. Casually she gave the collar to me, saying "Put it on". I balked at first, thinking, how humiliating, but after one dark look from her, I submitted. She promptly attached the leash and said "Now we will go for an evening stroll", and, much to my consternation, she led me out into the evening air on a leash, to the derision or envy of my pub mates. In the parking lot I balked, thinking this is too extreme, particularly when she again said "Come along my little bitch". Warning signs were flashing but lust was forefront in my mind. Outside, she laughed, a tinkling of bell jars in a soft wind, soft upon the air. Then she stopped and seemed to relent, she kissed me hard upon my lips, sticking her tongue deep within my mouth, grabbing my balls and massaging my still clothed prick. I felt myself meld and succumb to her charms. She drew me towards her white Audi and ushered me within. "Now the playacting is over" as she released me from the collar, "That was just for show". I felt comfortable on the leather seating as she drove. When she reached over again and grabbed my balls, I cried out with pleasure. Arriving at her apartment, we parked and continued in silence in the elevator ride to her penthouse suite. An elderly couple boarded, ignored me, smiled and chatted as if this was a normal occurrence, while my face burned. Her suite was surprisingly Spartan; white carpet, pale leather couch, glass topped tables, essentially understated but offset by a brilliant Van Gogh reproduction surmounted above the sofa. It was not a feminine apartment but, rather masculine, in its austerity. Once inside, she led me to the couch, sat me down and began to devour me. That is the only way I can describe it, since she unzipped my pants, pulled down my underwear, stroked and then sucked my cock. I was not objecting! As her silky lips caressed me, slowly at first, then a little faster, I rose and rose, until I was hard, harder than I had ever been before. This was the best sex I had in a long time, in fact, I could not remember how long. I could feel myself approaching orgasm but did not want to come, wanting to prolong but she was relentless, as if consumed by a need to get it over and done with. I could resist no longer and finally came hard and fast in her mouth, globules of cum spilling over her lips and onto her virginal white carpet. Her voice was harsh when she said, "Now that that is out of the way, we can focus on the rest of the evening". She smiled and said "Now it is my turn". I did not understand what she meant, but felt a slight thread of fear, like a drop of perspiration trickle down my back. Was it a warning! "Why don't you get comfortable and remove the rest of your clothes?" She said this as she began a slow and sensuous striptease, unbuttoning her blouse to reveal perfect breasts (she wore no bra), flinging it aside as if it was of no consequence, and then took off her skirt. I paused in my denudement, to observe this extraordinary act .In all my life I have never seen such an erotic disrobement. She removed each item with such clear purpose, to excite or exhilarate the observer, but since I was the only one present, it was intended for me. Finally she was reduced to her thong, bulging, as if something needed release. Then she caressed herself and deep down I knew, but was still in denial, refusing to believe what my instinct told me. My reverie was broken by a harsh: "Are you ready?" Ready for what went through my mind, although I did not voice it. "I have a surprise for you, kneel down and close your eyes". I knelt and heard the rustle of her thong being lowered, then removed. "Open your eyes and gaze in awe!", but there was a smile in her voice, although said without humour. I opened my eyes and stared at a semi-erect seven inch cock. "But, but that's a ..."I spluttered, unable to finish. "Yes, a cock, but do you like it?" she filled in for me. I had to grant it was beautiful, long, tapering and growing by the minute. I could not admit that, since I was still in shock, not quite understanding what I was seeing.. "Don't you want to caress it?" as if it was the most natural thing in the world. I shook my head vehemently in denial. "Will you at least touch it?" Again, my head shook in negation. "What am I going to do with you?" Once again I refused, in total bewilderment. "Why are you being so recalcitrant?" I honestly didn't know, since it was the most beautiful cock I had ever seen, now eight inches and still growing! There was a hunger in her voice now, a need to be satisfied and a quiet desperation. "Will you a least accept what I am?" There was a pleading in her eyes now, but something else, a primordial cry for understanding, but, most of all acceptance. She was between two worlds, neither male nor female, but beautiful nonetheless. I looked in her eyes, deep and clear, to the very depths of her soul and felt my resolve waver, knowing her dilemma, and understanding finally taking hold. With extraordinary appeal in her eyes, she finally asked "Will you at least stroke it, accept me for what I am?" This final plea I could not refuse, so tentatively I took her cock in my hand and began my descent to perdition. "Just try it, maybe you will like it" There was almost a cry in her voice, a plea from deep down. Then I knew that she was no longer in control, but I had taken ascendancy. I could now dictate the terms of the evening. "Don't you want it?" I saw desperation there, hunger and pleading in her eyes but something else, a need for understanding, but, most of all acceptance. She was hurting like a physical wound, as she almost begged me. Tentatively, I leaned forward, touched and then kissed the tip of her cock, then licked it from base to tip. It was velvety smooth and tasted of unconsummated love, no dried semen there, but rather of apple blossoms and fresh peaches. Then again she took control, urging me on to greater endeavours. At first slowly, only licking the very tip, then descending, tongue only, until I engorged her totally. She instructed me in every move, almost choreographed, as I hesitantly followed her instructions. "Lick only the tip, slowly, then all the way, tongue only." I licked her from balls to tip in long sensuous motion. "Now, suck but only with your lips." Her breathing became heavier as my lips descended and caressed her. "You can take me deeper now, right into your throat! Do not gag, breathe through your nose, and withdraw very slowly." I did as I was told, sucking oh, so slowly, beginning to enjoy something I had never done before. "Yes, you are learning!" I was becoming more excited all the time, as I sucked her beautiful cock, thinking maybe this was not really bad and probably pretty good! Her velvet eight inches entered my mouth, slid over my tongue and down my throat, never gagging, as I felt her length sink deeply. Again and again, she stretched my mouth and throat as she fucked me deep and slow. Suddenly, I was brought back to reality, when she said "It is now time for your penetration. I will prepare you well, but it may be harsh, but, if you relax, it may go more easily" I awaited my fate, the oil on my asshole and naked finger or thumb rubbing it in, penetrating deep, plumetting the depths of my very being, lubing me to be taken. I was being prepared to be anally penetrated and was afraid. Fear took hold as I wondered if I could do this. I had never been fucked in the ass before; could I take it or would I balk at the first hint of penetration. I honestly did not know, but would soon find out. "Bend over and kneel in front of me. Offer yourself properly as if you want to be fucked. Is that what you want?" "Yes, Mistress", I cried, now totally out of control. There was a moment of silence as my words registered and, then an explosion of anger. "Never call me Mistress. I am your Master, always, just obey and follow my orders". I kneel in trepidation, not knowing what comes next, but she is already probing and prepping my ass. She gently moved her cock back and forth across my ass, teasing it, never penetrating. Finally she begins her entry, moving ever so slowly, a little deeper with each stroke. She continued this motion for a long time, until, suddenly, as if losing patience, she plunged deep within me. I let out a cry of pain or was it pleasure as she penetrated to my very core. She slowed, her rhythm decreased as she went deeper and deeper, exploring the very essence of my inner self. In total surrender, I looked around and then noticed the mirrors strategically placed so that I could watch myself being fucked. They were carefully angled in such a way that I could see her every stroke, as she took me bareback; slow in withdrawal but plunging deep. It was strange to see yourself being fucked but, also strangely erotic. I had never felt this way before; rock hard, wanting to come, urgently needing release. I wanted desperately to touch my cock, stroking for satisfaction. She fucked me slowly with an energy borne of desperation, a need to come or a need to salvage a desperate image of herself. With long strokes she fucked me hard and long, but as she came to climax she refused to come in my ass but saved her cum for my face and tongue. Then she pulled out, demanding I open my mouth wide to receive her offering. I complied and accepted ropes of stringy semen in my mouth. She watched carefully as I swallowed every drop; it was salty but not bad, protein and probably healthy. My ass, now devoid of cock, suddenly aching in its need for that big throbbing bone, pulsed and clenched at its lack of satisfaction. "I have awakened something in you. You still have needs to be fulfilled?" I nodded in acquiescence. "Well you will just have to wait until next time, if there is one." With those words in mind I drifted off and was rudely awakened from my reverie when she turned to me and in a harsh voice said "You may get dressed and then leave." In shock and anger I want to reply, but am speechless, since she is now in control, transcending all inhibitions. Dressing slowly, I blink back tears of frustration and anger, since she has changed me and I know I will never be the same again. Blindly, I find my way home but cannot sleep thinking of that big velvety cock, so tantalizing and fulfilling. I know that she has changed me but acceptance comes slowly. I am still a virile male wanting release, but somehow, different. I hesitantly await her call, wander the streets, check every white Audi that passes, try to find her apartment but it is all to no avail. Maybe I am just a lost soul! I am changed, wanting to meet such beauty again, but she is beyond my comprehension; maybe a myth in passing, maybe of the Fae or some unearthly race. I know not. I want to meet her again and yet dread it. A part of me wanted to return to a normal life, so, as the days passed, I relaxed, thinking this episode is over, I am over her. My relief was short lived when three days later I received a packet in the mail; unwrapping it I found it to be a video. With fumbling hands I put it into the player. It was as I expected, a replay of me being fucked by my she-male lover, but now with music added, a cacophony of sound, almost a mockery. I shook out the packet again and found a cryptic note. "I may need you again. Be ready at a moment's notice, ass in the air, ready to receive! Maybe you should bring a strap or cane. I sometimes like asses to be reddened before I penetrate them! Your one and only?" And so I await her pleasure; wanting, yearning, yet dreading my new fate. ***** Analasis. 2014. Maybe to be continued?