0 comments/ 34111 views/ 3 favorites And So It Begins... Ch. 01 By: shecallsmeslut I kneel by the door, waiting for her. My studded leather collar lightly chafes my neck and the tightness of my wrist and ankle cuffs constantly reminds me of their presence. I wear only a leather g-string, which is laced up in front. Today, I am allowed to wear my butt plug, which is stretching my ass deliciously. The tiled floor is cold and my knees hurt, but the knowledge that my wife and my mistress is near vanquishes all pain... How did I get to be like this? It is a journey that has taken many years. My wife and I have been together for over 13 years. In the beginning, we fucked every day, sometimes twice a day. However, as the years passed by and familiarity set in, fucking became an exception rather than the rule. It got to the point where we fucked maybe once every three months. I would never force my wife to do anything she didn't like, so I was always patient if she did not want to make love. As the sexual malaise between us grew, I began to explore the internet for chat rooms and sex sites in an effort to satisfy my desires. I began to think about my attitudes and beliefs towards my wife, and I began to realise that I was submissive by nature. Sex for me has always been about making my partner happy, and I realise this comes from my inherent desire to serve. I then began to think about ways in which I could tell my wife about my sexual urges and so possibly incorporate them into our sexlife. Despite being together for so many years, we rarely discussed sex. So I had to wait until the time was right. The opportunity came early this year. I chose to go to university in Malaysia for one semester in order to study the language. I set up an IM account for my wife and we began to communicate daily in this way. It is amazing how not being face-to-face reduces all inhibitions!! Our sex life had always involved 'vanilla' fucking. My wife hates anything to do with anal sex, so I would always fuck her pussy. I had tried once or twice to get her to pin me down while she rode my cock, but with little success. I would guide her hands to my wrists and she would hold me for a minute or two, but then always pull away. However, with all face-to-face inhibitions removed, we began to enjoy cybersex together. I decided this was the ideal opportunity to try and explore my desire to serve her. I began a conversation about ideas to incorporate fantasies into the bedroom in an attempt to spice up our sexlife. Much to my great surprise my wife revealed that she had no desire at all to be submissive herself, and had often thought about having more control in our sexlife! Well, I immediately told her that I have fantasies about serving her, and she decided that this was something that we needed to explore together! After this discussion, our cybersex began to gravitate towards my wife taking the lead and me taking a submissive role. About half way through my studies I returned home for the Malaysian mid-semester break. My wife picked me up from the airport dressed only in stockings and heels under a greatcoat. In the car, she exposed herself to me and I immediately got hard! The first thing I noticed was that she had been to the salon and had a full Brazilian wax. Her pussy was beautifully smooth, with only a small tuft sitting atop her clit. I could see her pussy lips clearly and they glistened with her juices. But she would not let me touch her - yet... 'Do you like what you see?' she asked me coyly. 'You look so fucking hot!' I replied, and leaned forwards to touch her. 'Not yet,' she chided, closing her legs. 'I wanna see your cock first. Get it out and show it to me. Now.' The tone of her voice was insistent, so I quickly unbuttoned my pants and pushed them down around my ankles. My cock was already hard and oozing precum. 'Very nice!' my wife said admiringly. 'You ARE happy to see me! Now show me how you have been wanking yourself while away, but no cumming. Yet' she said. I slowly began to wank myself as I gazed at her as she drove. My wife then switched to the outside lane and slowed down, so all the traffic had to pass us on my side. I was embarrassed and started to put my cock away, but she yelled 'NO! If you want to become my slave, you have to start realising that MY desires are the only ones that count. Now stroke that cock and give everyone a good show,' she ordered me. I was amazed!! Of course, I obeyed and throughout the journey we got many honks and jibes. By the time we got home I was feeling totally humiliated, but my wife was very happy! When we got inside, she ordered me to strip and sit on the sofa. She then started to dance slowly and seductively in front of me. Every time I moved forwards or reached out to her, she pulled away until I sat back again. 'Good boy,' she said. 'You are beginning to learn. This is all new to me so we will go down this road together. Now, get on your knees and come lick my pussy.' I was there in a flash, and was intoxicated with her smell and taste. She gently ran her hands through my hair as I ate her, and she came all over my face. All this time my cock stayed hard and by the time my wife came, strings of precum were hanging off it. After that, we moved to the bedroom, where we fucked like we hadn't done in years. She made me fuck her in many different positions until I couldn't take any more. I told her this and, in a flash, she was sucking my cock. I came immediately in her mouth, but she did not swallow the cum. Instead, she sucked me dry then slowly and seductively came closer to me with a smile on her face. She kissed me deeply and pushed my cum deep into my own mouth! I loved this and we snowballed for about five minutes before I swallowed most of the load. We both slept soundly that night. The next day we went shopping for sex toys together. We had talked about this on the internet, but I was dubious that it would ever take place because in the 13 years of our marriage my wife had never shown any intention of going into a sex shop - ever! However, she had already made a list of shops that she wanted to visit and we spent the afternoon shopping. As we went from shop to shop, my wife became more forward in showing me things she liked. She held up various outfits and toys for me to see, much to my embarrassment! But I realised that she was gradually assuming control. I spent the whole of that shopping trip with a massive hardon in my pants. Eventually she chose my outfit as described above. On the way home, she said 'Well darling, I think you need a new name. I think from now on I will call you slut. You may call me mistress.' 'Thank you mistress,' I answered. 'May I be so bold as to say you seem to have given a lot of thought to this?' I asked. 'Oh yes slut,' she answered. 'I really like this new direction in our life. As I work and earn the money for this family, I deserve to be in control. You will become my house slut and will be responsible for the upkeep of our home and my leisure. I will need to wind down after work, and you will be my outlet for relaxation - no matter what I feel like doing to you. Do you like the sound of that slut?' I could not answer as tears of joy overwhelmed me! And so I kneel and wait. And when I hear the car pull up, my heart races. Mistress is home and she needs to find release. And our journey together continues... And So It Begins... Ch. 02 As She enters the house, She drops Her bags in front of me without saying a word. She kicks Her shoes off and proceeds into the lounge to sit down. 'Tea', she says. 'Quickly slut.' 'Yes Mistress,' I reply quietly. I quickly put Her bags and shoes in their designated places and rush to the kettle. I have been boiling it every 10 minutes throughout the day to keep the water hot for Her. I make a pot and pour Her a cup, using the best china we have. I then take it to my Mistress on my knees, holding the cup above my eyeline as an offering to Her. The distance from the kitchen to the lounge is considerable when you can only use your knees, and it is very hard not to spill anything when moving like this. I cannot go too slowly either as I sense my Mistress is already in an impatient mood. I can feel the hot tea sloshing in the cup, and I can only hope none escapes. When I get to the couch, I proffer the cup to Her. There is a long pause before She takes it from me. My eyes are downcast so I cannot see Her reaction, but the pause is ominous. 'Tsk, tsk, tsk,' She eventually chides me. 'This won't do at all slut.' She places the saucer in front of me, and I see there is a small amount of tea swimming in the bottom. My heart sinks. 'Lick that up slut,' She says. 'That will give me time to think of your punishment.' 'Yes Mistress,' I reply, bending to my task... Such is my role as my Mistress' slut. It is one I freely accept and revel in. Ever since my wife and I discovered that we had the natural instincts for a Mistress / Slave relationship, our roles have begun to evolve. This has taken some time, as neither of us have a desire to really hurt each other. My wife is gradually becoming more and more domineering of me, and Her tasks and punishments are becoming increasingly more fiendish. However, they are not designed to really hurt me physically... yet. Mistress uses the far stronger force of psychological torture to dominate Her Slut... After we returned home from our first shopping trip together, I fairly ran into the house. 'Get changed here slut,' Mistress commanded. 'I will wait in the bedroom. And leave the blinds open as well,' She added as She left. 'Yes Mistress,' I replied, slightly worried. Our house is at the end of the street and looks out directly onto the road. Anyone walking or driving along the street can see straight in if the blinds are open. The leather g-string seemed to bite deeply into my ass and the pouch firmly gripped my cock and balls. I put on the wrists and ankle cuffs and then entered the bedroom. Mistress was dressed in a black PVC basque with a plunging V-neckline. A row of chains hung across the neckline, becoming shorter in length as they descended from Her throat to Her breasts. She also wore black stocking which were held by suspender clips at the bottom of Her basque, and a micro thong. My already-hard cock leapt at the sight of Her as She reclined on our bed, and I must have stared at Her for over a minute, just standing there in the doorway! My reverie was broken by the sound of Her voice. 'What the hell do you think you're doing slut?' She yelled at me. 'How DARE you enter here without asking my permission! And walking in too! You are still too presumptious slut and don't seem to realise your role in this house." Her raised voice deeply startled me. I quickly dropped my eyes and apologised. 'Sorry Mistress.' 'SHUT UP!' was Her reply. 'Get out of here and come in properly. I want you crawling like the slut you are. And ask permission first!' 'Yes Mistress,' I replied quietly. I turned and left, returning to the living area. I then began to crawl down the hall to our bedroom on my hands and knees. My cock was shuddering at the thought of Mistress awaiting me. At the bedroom door I stopped and knocked gently. 'Mistress, may I enter your presence?' I asked. 'That's MUCH better slut,' She answered. 'And no, you may not. Stay there while I pleasure myself. You are not fit to be with me yet.' I was devastated! A Goddess was in the next room and I could not see Her. But I realised that She was right of course. She was the one in control, not me. I could hear the gentle hum as She used a vibrator on herself, and Her moans became more and more animated until She let out a long, slow moan that seemed to last forever. I so wanted to peek around the door, but I feared Her retribution. I was learning. 'God, that cum was good slut,' She purred. 'I need a sleep now. Stay there on your knees while I rest. Don't move and don't you dare peek at me, or you won't see my pussy for a month! And don't you DARE touch My cock either!' 'Yes my Mistress,' I answered, thoroughly frustrated but incredibly excited. Her cock! She said Her cock! She really was taking ownership of me! As I knelt there, just outside our room, I could feel Her cock pulse with my every heartbeat. I could feel the pre-cum leaking out of it, smearing the inside of my pouch. The only sound was the gentle breathing of my Mistress as She slept and the thumping in my chest. But I did not move, and Her cock did not go soft for an instant. I had no idea of how much time had passed when She finally woke. My knees hurt and I had a sharp pain in my shoulders, but it all seemed to go away when I heard the bed creak gently and Her soft moans as She stretched. She came into the doorway and I immediately looked up at her. 'Eyes down slut!' She yelled. 'Have I given you permission to look at me?' 'No Mistress. I'm sorry,' I answered as I quickly cast my eyes downwards. 'Thats better,' She said. 'Now, I do want you to watch me because I need to pee. But you must watch because something very special will happen to you soon,' She teased. 'You may look at me when I sit.' 'Yes Mistress,' I answered. When I heard the telltale signs of Her on the toilet, I turned and looked. The toilet is situated very close to our bedroom, so I could easily turn to look at Her. She was sat there in Her outfit, but she hadn't removed Her thong. She looked right into my eyes and said gently 'Watch now slut. I think you know what you will be doing soon....' She began to pee through Her thong, still looking deep into my eyes. A smile slowly spread across Her face, as She saw the truth dawn on mine. 'Yes slut, you know don't you,' was Her response. I nodded slowly, watching the golden stream trickle through Her thong. When She finished, she simply stood up and returned to the bedroom. 'Come,' was all She said as She passed me. I crawled into the room and waited at the foot of the bed. She looked languid, laying on Her side, Her head propped up on one bent arm. Her ass and thong-clad pussy were in my direct line of sight, but I quickly lowered my gaze. 'You want my pussy don't you?' She asked. 'My god, YES Mistress,' I answered quickly. 'Do you think you deserve it slut?' She questioned. 'I, err...' my response stalled. 'WELL?' She asked loudly. 'How DARE you keep me waiting like this!' 'Sorry Mistress,' I replied. 'No, I think I do not deserve your pussy.' 'Damn right you don't!' She responded. 'You have been sloppy and disrespectful. I'm not sure you will be able to work hard enough to gain the privilege of my pussy. But you can start your redemption right now. Get up here and lie on your back slut!' I quickly crawled onto the bed and did as She said. She quickly snapped my wrist cuffs together and then tied them to the bedhead. She left my legs free. She then straddled my chest, and I could feel Her sopping thong on me. 'Mmmmm - good,' She murmured. 'Now slut, you will use your tongue and mouth to please me. I will leave my thong on and you will make me cum. If you fail, the time period for not seeing my pussy will increase dramatically. Understand?' 'Yes Mistress,' I answered. 'Good. This experience is for my pleasure and mine alone. You have no say in matters of sex from now on. I will use you when I want you and you will be ready at all times. You will serve me without question. Am I clear?' She asked. 'Yes Mistress,' I answered again. 'From this moment, you will also keep my cock and balls clean shaven and perfectly smooth. You will not touch my cock without permission. You will not cum without my permission. If I catch you breaking these rules you will be punished,' She said. 'I understand Mistress,' was my reply. 'Good slut,' she said, smiling down at me. 'I think our relationship is about to reach new levels.' And with that, she swifty produced a scarf from behind her back and blindfolded me. 'For MY pleasure only,' She said, as She shifted her weight and sat firmly on my face. My initial raction was fear of being suffocated. I could not breathe properly and I began to panic. 'Eat me slut!' Mistress shouted. I had no choice. I began to probe Mistress' soaked thong. The aroma was intoxicating. Not being able to see focused my senses of taste and smell. I could discern Mistress' cum, along with Her piss. I began to push my tongue into the wet material, hoping to probe between Her pussy lips and so locate Her clit. But she seemed to know my plan and shifted Herself a little away from me. 'Uh, uh, uh,' She chided. 'Suck that thong first. Get that piss out of it.' I could not answer so I did as She demanded. I opened my mouth and sucked deeply at Her thong. The warm piss seeped into my mouth, along with some of Her juices! She was already soaking wet because of Her control over me. I ask you now to think of being in this situation. You cannot see. You cannot move. You desperately want to see the object of your lust, but cannot. You have no control whatsoever. You are not being physically hurt, but your mind is desperately creating scenarios. It is the lure of what is hidded that so often excites us. That is why we have fashion! My Mistress thoroughly understands this, and She was using it to great effect. I don't think Her cock has ever been harder! And when this was coupled with my desire to serve, I felt a great passion welling up inside my soul. It was an incredibly sensual feeling. I set to my task with renewed vigour! I sucked Her thong hard and She lowered herself onto me approvingly. I began running my tongue up and down in a frenzy, all over Her clad pussy. She sensed my enthusiasm and murmured Her approval. 'Mmmmm - good slut! You're enjoying this aren't you?' Of course, I couldn't answer. 'Now - make me cum you bitch of a slut. Suck my pussy dry. DO IT!' With that, She sat firmly down on me. I could feel the heat in Her as a plunged deep into Her pussy through the material. I managed to separate Her pussy lips and I found Her clit. I flicked at it with my tongue and sucked it deep through the material using my pursed lips. I used the flat of my tongue to slowly lick Her pussy from bottom to top, then did the same movement on Her clit. I could hear Her moaning above me, and that sound seemed to come from far, far away, as if I was in a dream. Mistress began to fuck my face as She became hotter and hotter. Her thong was wet again, this time with Her juices. This spurred me on and my mouth and tongue worked on Her with frenzied movements. I have never worked so hard to eat my Mistress' pussy as I did at that moment! 'Oh, oh, oh,' I heard Mistress gasp from somewhere. 'Yesssssss! Ah - my god - good slut! Thats ittttttttttt....!' And with that Mistress came hard. Her hands grabbed the top of my head as She pushed me into her pussy and used this as leverage to ride my face. I could smell Her cum, but could not fully drink it because of the thong. Another fiendish torture! I could feel Her body shaking on my mouth and tongue. After what seemed a lifetime, I felt Her body relax and She slowly lifted Herself off me. I felt Her lying on the bed beside me, panting gently. 'That was a good start slut!' She said slowly. 'I think you are making progress! But you still have a ways to go before you are redeemed...' 'Thank you my Mistress,' I gasped, for I was still getting my breath. 'Rest a while slut,' she answered. 'I have things to do. But I will give you another incentive...' And with that, I felt Her get off the bed. Then I felt the hot, damp material of Her thong drop onto my face. She had removed it and turned it inside out so Her fresh cum was now assaulting my senses! She left me there, blindfolded and restrained, sucking and sniffing Her soiled panties. And I was in heaven and hell at the same time... And now I was about to be there again. Mistress sipped slowly at Her tea as I lapped at the saucer with my tongue only. And I was afraid... And So It Begins... Ch. 03 I waited on my knees with eyes downcast as Mistress calmly drank. I knew She was deep in thought about how I was to be punished for spilling Her tea as I gave it to Her... The last time Mistress punished me I thought it would never end. Of course, I deserved every second of it! I had been sloppy and disrespectful to Her, and for that there is no excuse. After taking Her pleasure from me, She had left me blindfolded and tied to our bed, my wrists locked together in leather cuffs and tethered to the bedhead. My legs were free but I could do nothing to escape. Her cum and piss drenched microthong was assaulting my senses as She had left it on my face before departing. I don't know how long I laid there in darkness, imagining my Mistress' pussy drenching those panties, wishing I could pleasure Her again. Her cock was still rigid, but throughout the punishment Mistress had not touched it once. It had been hard for so long it was painful. But it is not my decision as to if and when it may cum. It is my Mistress' cock... My reverie was broken by a gentle tugging at my leather cock pouch. Mistress had silently returned! And She was undoing the laces to Her cock's prison. 'Mmmmmm - let's have a look at my cock then,' She purred as She gently undid the laces. The gentle friction caused by the unlacing and the anticipation made Her cock even harder. 'My, MY, it IS happy to see me!' She said with emphasis as it sprung free at last. However, as Mistress tugged the pouch away, Her cock caught in the leather and was bent backwards. She continued to pull until it was pointing straight down towards my feet. Then She released it, and it sprang back against my stomach with an audible 'smack'. 'Oooohhhhh,' I couldn't help but moan, as I involuntarily thrust my hips upwards. 'Awww, does my poor little slutty feel all pent up?' Mistress drawled as She gently began to stroke Her cock. 'Look at all that precum!!! Would it like to cum?' 'Oh, YES Mistress,' I panted. 'How much would slut like to cum?' She said in a slightly harsher tone. 'If it pleases Mistress, slut would love to cum more than anything right now,' I responded. 'PLEASE Mistress...' 'Hmmmmm, well, maybe I can be a LITTLE generous,' She answered. With that, Mistress wiped the precum off Her cock with Her free hand and gently pushed Her finger into my mouth. I eagerly sucked it clean, tasting the saltiness on my tongue. After that, Mistress stopped stroking Her cock for a moment. I moaned again, this time in frustration. 'Patience slut,' she chided. 'I want my cock to enjoy this. I must prepare it properly.' I wondered what She meant by that, but the answer was swift. I felt a cool sensation on Her cock - a sensation that slowly moved downwards from the head towards the base. She had squirted a huge dollop of gel onto it! She then began to smear the gel all over as Her stroking resumed. The coolness of the gel felt amazing against the heat of Mistress' rigid cock, and I swear it became even harder. 'My, my, my, I have never felt my cock THIS hard!' She said as She stroked. I could not answer. The gel was slowly warming in Mistress' hand and the slippery sensations of Her milking Her cock were incredible! My hips began to buck in rhythym with Her strokes and stars began to expolde behind my eyelids. 'Mmmmmm - is my slut enjoying this?' Mistress purred. 'My god Mistress, it feels incredible,' I managed to pant slowly. My head was thrashing from side to side and my hips were bucking madly. Mistress began to stroke Her cock faster, keeping a steady pressure around it and making sure to rub the frenulum under its head with every stroke. 'Yessssssss, Oh my god,' I was babbling wildly. But suddenly, the sensations intensified tenfold. Mistress gently sucked the head of Her cock into Her mouth while continuing to pump on it. Her tongue swirled around its head and She sucked hard on it. Mistress then began to bob Her head in unison with Her hand, Her tongue running wildly over Her cock, giving me the best blow job I had ever yet experienced. 'AAHHHHHHHHHHH - god, its SOOOOOO fucking good!' I yelled as Mistress continued to suck on Her cock. Deprivation of sight and movement intensified the feelings, and soon the telltale tinglings began in my groin. I could feel Mistress' balls tighten and Her cock swelled massively. Mistress felt this too and sped up Her ministrations. 'Uh, uh, ug - gon-na-c-um,' I grunted. And with that, Mistress stopped. She quickly grabbed the head of Her cock and squeezed hard with one hand, while at the same time grabbing Her balls and pulling them away from my body with the other. Just as I was about to explode, the pleasure was denied me. It took a few seconds for me to work out what was happening before the pain and the frustration hit. 'ARRRGGGHHHHH - NO!' I roared as the pain of having Mistress' balls crushed and the denial of orgasm overwhelmed me. I thrashed on the bed, desperately tring to create some friction on Mistress' cock, but She simply held on tight and squeezed Her balls even harder. I instantly realised there was no use in struggling, and quickly became passive in Her hands. 'THAT'S for presuming your pleasure is important you slut bitch!' She yelled at me. 'MY needs are the ONLY ones that matter now. When will you learn that slut? YOU exist for MY pleasure only now. How DARE you presume to think that your release is more important than mine! It will be a miracle if you ever see my pussy again at this rate, let alone fuck me.' As she yelled, Mistress quickly applied an adjustable rubber cockring under Her balls and around the base of Her cock, pulling it tight. 'This will serve to remind you of whose cock this is slut,' Mistress said harshly. 'This will keep you hard and remind you of your place bitch!' And with that, She left the room again. Mistress' cock felt like it was going to explode! But there was nothing that I could do about it. The cockring would not let the blood run out of Her cock! I had to endure as Mistress used my pleasure against me in torturous punishment. Who knew when she would return... ****************************** Her question snapped me from my thoughts. 'Well slut, are you ready?' She asked. 'Yes Mistress,' I replied slowly. And with that, She snapped the leash onto my collar and pulled hard. 'Crawl slut,' She ordered. 'This will be the least of your trials tonight.' We headed towards the bedroom once more... And So It Begins... Ch. 04 The crawl down the hall seemed to take an eternity. Mistress kept my leash tight, pulling my head upwards and backwards as I crawled. If I moved too fast, I would choke as my Mistress tugged on the leash. "Be patient my little slut" She said. "We have all night...." I found that statement exceedingly ominous, but I had no time to contemplate it further as one of my leather belts came crashing down across my naked ass. "SHIT!" I yelled out, instantly regretting my outburst. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY SLUT?" yelled Mistress. "You DARE question ME?" "I-I'm sorry Mistr...." I began "SHUT YOUR FILTHY MOUTH SLUT" She yelled again. The ferocity of Her response scared me to death. But that was nothing compared to her reaction. THWACK-the belt crashed down on my ass again, harder than before. THWACK-THWAK-THWACK-the belt rained down in ever-harder strokes. My body juddered after each impact and tears welled in my eyes, but I stayed silent. Her cock became incredibly hard during the assault, and by the time She had vented Her anger on my ass it was dripping pre-cum. "You dirty little slut-you liked that!" It was a statement, not a question. "That will never do! Now get into that bedroom bitch. I can see I've still got a lot of work to do on you." I crawled the last couple of metres with my head pulled so far back I was looking at the ceiling. When we got to the bedroom Mistress simply said "Bed-on your back bitch." I crawled up and did as She ordered. She quickly secured the wrist and ankle cuffs that I was required to wear whenever I was home to the bed and I was totally immobilised and spread eagled. Without any words, Mistress mounted the bed and sat on my face. Her beautiful pantied pussy ground right down onto my mouth and my nose was forced into her asshole. I licked and tried to tongue-fuck Her pussy as best I could through the panties, but within 30 seconds I began to suffocate. I began to pull against my shackles, the fear overwhelming me. I trusted my Mistress with my life, but She had never been so brutal before. I began to moan and my thrashing became more intense. But I also noticed that Mistress' juices were flowing more than ever before. Her gusset was drenched and it appeared that She had firmly grasped the dominant role in our relationship by the throat, so-to-speak. I heard Her laugh, the sound seemingly coming from far away, before She finally let me breathe. I lay on the bed gasping for breath, eyes closed. I heard Mistress leave the room, and I could not be sure how long She was away. All I knew was that my heart was still racing when I heard her speak again. "You know slut" She said, "It seems to Me that you gain far too much personal pleasure from our new relationship. I mean, just look at My cock! No control whatsoever!" She reached down and stroked Her cock lazily, using the oozing pre-cum to lubricate the shaft. I had not received permission to speak, so I lay still, wondering where this was going. I had to close my eyes because of the pleasure I was feeling. "So I think its time" she continued, "for me to REALLY take control. What do you think slut?" I nodded, not really understanding. I was still shaken from Her ferociousness and at the same time Her cock was sending exquisite sensations to my dazed brain as She continued to pump it. "Good!" She answered. "I knew you'd see it My way!" The pumping continued and a small moan escaped my lips. "Tut, tut" She chided. "You're being selfish again already bitch. Thinking of your own pleasure. You know, it will never be possible for you to REALLY serve Me as long as you think about yourself. So I'm gonna fix that NOW." She put a blindfold over my eyes and tied it tight. Then She slapped my balls hard, causing me to yelp. A bag of ice was pushed hard onto Her cock. The impact hurt and within a minute or two it was soft again. "Now," said Mistress, "here's how this will go. You are going to be caged. I don't mean put IN a cage.... well, not YET at any rate! No, I mean My cock needs to be caged. You will wear this chastity device 24/7. It will only be removed when I say so. You will not be allowed to cum or touch My cock until I say so. Any attempt to remove this device will mean instant and brutal punishment of My devising. Do you understand slut?" I nodded my approval. Then She slapped my face hard. "LET ME HEAR YOU SAY IT BITCH" she yelled at me. "Ye-yess my Mistress," I stammered. "Good." she said. "Now-I had to get My cock all soft to get this device on slut. It is secured by a ring that goes on like a cock-ring. A cock cage is then attached to this ring. My cock will be sealed inside this cage at all times. "However, I am not totally inconsiderate," She continued. "I have read up on these devices, and I know that it takes a while to get the fit just right. We have to get the cuff ring and the cage perfect. For that reason, I have taken this next week off work to work on your fit and your training." I was thrilled! A whole WEEK with Mistress to serve her! It was my dream come true! She must have seen something like a smile cross my face, because She pushed the ice bag hard into my groin. "Bitch!" She chided. "This is NOT a game! You will be MY slut. You don't quite understand this yet I know, but once I have taken all control of My cock from you, you will begin to see how your worship of Me will become the ONLY thing you need to think about....." With that, she removed the ice and began to cage me. She put a hinged ring around the base of Her balls and closed it over the top of Her cock. "How does that feel slut?" She asked me. "You need to be honest with me because it is your comfort at stake here." I concentrated on the feeling of this ring for a moment before answering. "It feels very tight Mistress," I said. "I think it is too tight..." "OK bitch," She replied. I have a few sizes, so we'll keep trying." I felt another ring go around Her cock and balls. This one felt slightly more comfortable and I told Mistress so. "Good," She replied. "We'll go with this one for now. Now where's that cage....?" In a moment I felt a plastic sleeve being slid up Her cock. It felt weird and the stimulation actually made Her cock twitch. "Oh no you don't slut!" She said, and She gave Her balls a hard tug. I threw my head back on the bed and the tiny pleasure was overwhelmed by pain. She continued to push Her cock into the cage until it felt like the device was hard up against the cuff ring. There was some fiddling, and Mistress asked me to describe what I was feeling. I gave Her the appropriate responses - "it pinched; it felt loose; it was good." Then I heard what seemed like the most ominous sound I had ever experienced-the click of a padlock. It dawned on me then what had happened. She had literally LOCKED me up! This was no game! Her cock was now sealed from me! My breath quickened and I heard Her chuckle again. Damn-She was perceptive! "Yes my little slut!" She giggled. "I think you understand now! Have a look at your future!" And with that She took off my blindfold. It took me a few seconds to adjust to the light in the room, and when I had I looked down on Her cock. It was sealed in a small plastic cage. This cage was shaped a little like a cock and was angled downwards. I guess this was to make it seem like a cock hanging down naturally. It was attached to the cuff ring by three plastic pins, the middle of which was the locking mechanism. And there, resting on the top of the device, threaded through a hole on the centre pin, was the padlock. The cage was drawn up very close to the cuff ring, and I could see already that escape from this device would be very difficult indeed! From my position, I could not see, but it felt like there was only a very small gap between the base of the cage and my balls... I looked at my Wife, and saw that She had a new necklace on-with a key attached! The key nestled perfectly between Her beautiful breasts. She was also smiling from ear-to-ear. "Now you will learn how to serve Me totally," She said. "You will get pleasure only when I think you deserve it. This device will stop you from gaining any pleasure on your own. I am in control now bitch." Whilst frightening, the situation was strangely erotic as well... Her cock began to swell in its plastic prison, and after a minute I began to fully comprehend this device's cruel purpose! When it filled the tube, there was nowhere else for Her cock to go! As it continued to swell, the pain became more and more intense. I squirmed, hoping for it to go away, but the vice-like feeling continued to get stronger and it began to pull on Her balls as well, adding to the discomfort. Within moments I was writhing in pain, straining against my shackles in vain. And all Mistress did was laugh harder and harder at me. My fate was well and truly sealed. "Now my pet," She said softly. "Let's begin...." And So It Begins... Ch. 05 "You are going to fuck Me like you've never fucked Me before," She said as She stood at the foot of the bed watching me writhe. The tightness in my groin was unbearable. Her cock filled its little cage completely and there was no way it could break out. I tried to think about non-sexy things to get Her cock soft again-the cats; mowing the lawn; cleaning the pool. It began to work as the pressure began to ease slightly. But then Mistress was climbing onto the bed. She stood straddling my chest, hands on hips with a stern look on Her face as She looked down on Her pathetic slut. "Look at Me bitch," She said quietly. I looked straight into Her steely green eyes without hesitation. "You now exist to please Me," She said as She stood there. "I've had years of pleasing you. Letting you rut that little cock in My pussy when you feel like it. Feeling your pathetic juices fill Me then having to go and clean Myself up while you roll over and congratulate yourself. Well it all ends NOW slut! You're gonna have to EARN your releases now!" As She said this, She started to finger the key hanging around Her neck. I marvelled at Her beauty then. She had changed so much since we started this journey. Being a Domme fitted her like a glove. And at that moment I realised that our marriage had been about me, and not Her. She had put up with my selfishness for many years and never said a word. I felt guilty about what I'd done and made a pledge to myself that I would do whatever it took to serve Her well. "I think we'll start with your head technique slut," She continued. "It certainly needs some improvement!" With that, She stepped out of Her panties and placed them on my nose and mouth, taking care not to obscure my eyes. "First, take a good look at My pussy bitch!" She said. "You need to get to know it intimately, since you'll be spending a lot of time with it on your face! As such, you will not be able to see it clearly, but you MUST know exactly what it looks like and learn how to make Me cum with that tongue of yours." As the smell of Her pussy permeated my senses, I gazed up at Her. She kept Herself waxed, so there was no mystery about Her sex. Her pussy was slightly gaping and I could see Her juices glistening all around the opening. Her clit was clearly visible, poking out from under its hood in arousal. The folds of Her lips looked like the most delicate flower petals. "Good," She purred. "Now its time to get to work!" And with that, She took Her discarded panties off my face and mounted me again. She straddled me in the sixty-nine position, but showed no interest in reciprocating me of course. Instead, She said "I will guide your effectiveness with My cock. If you do a bad job, you'll be told, like THIS...." At that instant, I felt Her balls grabbed and squeezed hard. I strained against my restraints uselessly. "If you're doing what I like, the pain will be much less intense-relatively speaking!" She laughed out loud at this, and I didn't fully understand for a minute or two until She gently started tickling Her balls. It felt like there was a summer breeze blowing around them! Such pleasure! But it was only a moment before I grasped Mistress' intentions. With the sensual pleasure came the crushing pain! Her cock swelled again in its prison and the pain returned, seemingly stronger this time. I squirmed again and heard Her chuckle at my predicament. "See-always thinking of yourself," She said. "Now-eat My pussy bitch. And do a good job or you'll have no balls left to keep this device on!" For a moment-just a split second-I thought that would be a great solution! I began to lick Her clit gently, using the tip of my tongue to flick across it. Then I tried using the flat part of my tongue to give it a long, slow lick. That was met with a hard twist on Her balls. "Too rough," was the comment. So I resumed tickling Her with my tongue. A smooth caress on Her balls, coupled with the pressure of the cage, told me I was on the right track. I decided to try and gently suck Her clit into my mouth like it was a little cock. I gently pursed my lips around Her and sucked. She moaned gently, so I continued, sucking a bit harder, trying to imitate how a blow job would feel. I wondered if I would ever again get one of these myself, but that thought was interrupted by more twisting. "Watch it!" She chided. "Its not a cock. Don't suck too hard-its not comfortable. And what about the rest of My pussy you bitch! I don't get off having My clit sucked all night!" I couldn't speak, so I decided to let my tongue do the talking. I licked gently around Her outer lips, drinking the juices that were there. Then I VERY carefully nuzzled on her inner lips with my lips. This evoked a loud moan from Her, and She shifted Her position, pushing Herself down onto my mouth harder. I opened my mouth as wide as it would go and thrust my tongue deep into Her pussy as She ground down on me. Her juices literally flooded into my throat as I tongue-fucked Her as deep as I could go. I could feel Her grinding Her pubic bone onto my chin to stimulate Her clit, so I gently tilted my head back to allow Her better access. As She rode my face, Her moans became more intense. She would switch between pussy and clit when it suited Her, and I quickly learned to understand these subtle movements after a few ferocious tugs on Her balls. It seemed She liked a mixture of penetration and direct clitoral stimulation in roughly equal measures. When She got close to cumming, She ground Her clit down on my mouth and growled "Suck." I promptly did as I was told, holding Her clit with my lips and flicking my tongue over it at the same time. She moaned loudly and I felt Her body judder. "Quickly slut," She said breathlessly. "Cover My pussy with your mouth and suck Me dry." She slid forwards slightly and I did as She asked. I opened as wide as I could and gently covered Her flower. Then I sucked Her out as She came on my tongue. God-what a feeling! Her juices were everywhere! I could never remember Her being this wet during our previous life! I scooped up as much as I could with my tongue-probing inside Her pussy to try and clean Her out. Psychologically, I also felt great. I had done this FOR her. I had made Her HAPPY. I would be rewarded! After a time, She rose from me and got off the bed. "That was.....adequate," She said simply. "I'll consider that an OK start." I was devastated! I thought I'd given Her the best orgasm of Her life! She must have seen my face change because She said "WHAT-you think one good head job makes up for years of crap ones??? God-you are SO fucking selfish slut! I had to direct you too many times. I expect you to be able to pleasure Me WITHOUT guidance you fucking bitch! Just goes to show how little you REALLY know about pleasing Me." My eyes dropped and tears actually welled up. There was a slight pause, and Mistress spoke again, softly this time. "Ohhhh-sorry baby! I guess I was a little too hard on you. It was a good cum-better than I've had for a long time with you. You did well." I had to think about this for a moment. What did She mean 'better than I've had for a long time with you?' How else was She cumming? But She quickly interrupted my train of thought again. "I guess I should make good on My promise to you slut. You can fuck Me now." "I couldn't contain myself. I blurted out "Thank YOU Mistress!" and smiled from ear to ear. She looked sternly at me for a moment, but I think She decided to let that pass. "Yes baby-you're gonna fuck Me like you've never fucked Me before. We're gonna fuck like rabbits! And I KNOW you're gonna rock my world tonight!" "YES Mistress-I'll do my best!" I jabbered. "Oh yes, I know you will little slut. Believe me, I KNOW you will. Are you ready for some pussy then baby?" She asked. "Thank you Mistress-YES!" I replied. "Ok then!" She answered. "Lets get you ready!" And with that, She reached for the key around Her neck. Only to grab it and laugh out loud. "Did you REALLY think you had earned the right to fuck ME slut?" She laughed at me. "DO you really think that pathetic caged cock of yours was going to go INSIDE Me? God-it will take some time to break you, won't it?" She asked. I was stunned! What had She in mind? "Oh, I meant what I said," She told me. "You WILL fuck Me like you never have before and you will rock My world - with THIS!" She quickly bent down and grabbed a HUGE strapon dildo She was hiding under the bed. This thing was a monster! Her hand would not go two thirds of the way around the shaft! When She had stroked me in the past, She could comfortably wrap Her hand around Her shaft. And its LENGTH! It mush have been nine or ten inches long at least! A good three inches longer than Her puny manhood I suspected. I just laid on the bed speechless, mouth agape. Mistress let me see the beast up close. It had realistic veins on it and when She rubbed it across my cheek, it felt soft and warm. "You really did a good job warming Me up slut!" She said cheerfully. "But now its time to get this baby ready for Me! Open wide!" She pushed the monster to my lips, but I turned my head away. BIG mistake. I felt Her fingers leave an imprint on my cheek because of how hard She hit me. "WHEN WILL YOU GET IT?" She screamed at me. "Its not about YOU any more. Its all about ME! This is what I want, so you'd better do as I say or you'll find yourself out on your ass locked up forever bitch. Who will want a sissy, small dicked wanker like you, huh? You tell me who would slut? NO ONE that's who! You're not trained properly and are useless to anyone, so if you wanna go down that road, be My guest...." "No, no!" I begged Her. "PLEASE. I-I'll do it Mistress. Please let me try." "NO!" She screamed. "There will be no TRYING. You WILL serve me-WHATEVER I order you to do. You have NO say. Your feelings are IRRELEVANT. DO YOU GET IT NOW SLUT?" I did. I began to fully understand that this was not a game any more. It was not a fantasy. She was a Domme. I was Her sub. This was Her life now, not mine. Therein lay the flaw in my thinking, for up until this moment I did not truly understand my submission. It was a partnership, yes, but not in equal measure! Just because I had done something for Her, it didn't automatically mean that She would reward me. And yet, there was a thrill to all this. I could actually serve Her. I could make Her life better. And the reward would be knowing that She was happy! Sex was but a very small part of pleasing Her. "I-I think I understand now Mistress," I answered. She glared hard at me. "Yes, I think you do slut," was Her reply. "I really think you do. So open up now like a good fluffer and get My cock ready for Me." I did as I was told, and for the first time I knew what it was like to suck a cock, albeit a dildo and not a real one. "Make sure you get it good and wet," Mistress said. "It will need to be!" I did as She asked-licking and spitting on that cock as best I could. She even tried ramming it down my throat to get it more coated from my gagging. "Such a pity you can't throat this thing yet," She said, gently shaking Her head. "Still, we've plenty of time for training your throat later." After about ten minutes of face-fucking me with that monster cock, Mistress. stopped. "Hold that in your mouth slut while I get you ready," She said. I did as She instructed and She unshackled me. "Stand up," She ordered. I was a little shaky, but did as I was asked, still sucking on that cock. She then quickly took the dildo and put it on me. It had a harness and I had to step into each side. She slid it up my legs and over Her caged cock, sitting the base of it on my pubic bone above Her captive manhood. It had a hollow ball sac that actually fit over the cage to help secure it. Then She went behind me and tightened the harness so that the monster cock was firmly seated. A single strap hung down between my legs and Mistress pulled that up tightly, spreading Her balls in the process. She pulled it tight and attached it to the back of the harness. When Mistress was done, She came back around to inspect Her work. "At last you look like a REAL man slut!" She laughed. "My-what a BIG cock you have! Let me show you what a big cock like that REALLY deserves..." Looking me straight in the eyes She descended to Her knees in front of that beast. Then She started to gently wank it, Her little hand slowly stroking it up and back. Don't you DARE move a muscle bitch-no matter what," She said sternly. "Fuck-I love big cocks," She growled while looking me in the eye. Then, without warning, She took that monster into Her throat all in one go. Her torture was sublime. There She was, on Her knees, worshipping a monster cock that was not mine. While She was furiously face-fucking that thing I could see that my Mistress was finger fucking Herself at the same time, ramming two fingers into Her pussy while throating that cock. She was giving this cock a blowjob as if she was a common whore, and I could feel nothing. She was spitting and gagging on it with gusto, as if She was trying to make it explode. But it was not THAT cock She was teasing. In all our married years, She had never sucked on my manhood like this. No-She was showing me what I had lost forever.... After about ten minutes, during which time She never took her eyes off mine, Mistress took that beast out of Her throat and stood up. She continued to stroke it gently as She said to me: "THAT'S the sort of love a REAL man deserves slut. Now come and make Me feel like a REAL woman." She laid back on the bed and spread Her legs wide. "Time to fuck baby!" She said with a massive smile on Her face as She beckoned me forwards. I started to move towards the bed to make Her happy. It was all I could do now. It was my life. And So It Begins... Ch. 06 As a man, have you ever fucked your partner wearing a strapon? It is truly a unique experience. You can see the pleasure that you are giving your partner, but can feel nothing physical yourself. The pleasure you feel is internal, psychological. You feel empowered because you are giving that pleasure to someone else. Your pleasure is irrelevant because of this. For my Wife and I, this is the nature of Domination and submission. She takes what She needs. I give it to Her however I can, however She desires it. And right now She desires to be fucked senseless by a huge, monster strapon cock She has placed on me, while my real member is encased in an ingenious chastity cage below it. I can't but help feel a pang of regret as I look at my wife spreading Her legs wide, beckoning me to come and fuck Her. Regret that I won't be feeling the incredible velvety embrace of Her pussy on my manhood. Regret that I have become merely an extension of that dildo; a means to make it work better for Her. Regret that I won't be cumming with Her. But, at the same time, it is an absolute pleasure to be able to please Her! So I tend to my responsibilities with vigour! I mount Her and She greedily grabs that monster cock and feeds it to Her pussy. The look on Her face is one of sheer ecstasy as I pushed the dong up inside Her. "Oh FUCK!" She yells as it finally bottoms out. I glance down to see that the whole length has disappeared. I have to look as I can't feel anything to guide my movements. "Come ON bitch-FUCK ME!" She yelled, breaking me out of my stupor. And so I do. I begin gently thrusting that cock up inside my Mistress, taking time to ensure that She could feel its entire length both withdrawing from Her and then filling Her again. In truth, I was worried about hurting Her with such a big cock, but after a few strokes She fully corrected my false assumptions. "Goddamit slut-FUCK ME! I've had years of your little cock snuffling away inside me. Now I want my cunt fucked as it should be! Ram that fucking cock up my hole and make me cum you short-dicked motherfucker! GET ON WITH IT!" Not for the first time tonight I was shocked. She was behaving like a bitch on heat. But I guess this was Her way of finally expressing Her pent up sexual feelings. If She wanted to be fucked, then that's what She would get! I reached down and grabbed Her ass with both hands, and then began to pound Her. I rammed that cock into Her so hard that within a few strokes She had slid across to the other side of the bed and Her head was hanging over the side of it. I aimed to bottom out in Her with every stroke, and the animal-like grunts coming from my Mistress told me I was doing the right thing. I kept an eye on Her pussy to ensure I didn't inadvertently pull out too far and hurt Her with a false thrust. It was maddening in some ways-I could see Her pussy was frothy with Her juices and the dong was slick with them as well. She had never responded to me like that, and I could only dream of how that felt in my current condition. And despite receiving the fucking, Mistress stayed in total control the whole time. She was more vocal than I'd ever heard Her before! "Fuck-that's GOOD slut!" She panted in time to my pounding. "Drive that....cock up....My pussy bitch....yeah....fuck me like....I deserve.... ohmygod.... ohmygod.... yes.... YESSSSSSS!" Mistress' body went rigid and Her eyes closed tight. Her mouth just hung open and no sound came out. I didn't dare stop, so I fucked Her harder. My balls ached, both for release and because of the incredible constriction of the chastity cage, but I knew I had to keep pleasuring my Mistress at all costs. After what seemed an eternity, Mistress' body seemed to go limp. Her eyes were still closed and Her breathing was ragged. I continued to fuck Her hard because She had not instructed me otherwise. Then She tensed again and a slow moan began to escape Her lips. It started low, and kept building in intensity until it was an outright scream. "oooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH..." Mistress immediately came again, something that NEVER normally happened so quickly. And at that same moment, something exploded within me. The poignant juxtaposition between my Mistress' exquisite pleasure and my heartbreak struck me hard-as if She had slapped me across the face again. This was beautiful. I was finally capable of REALLY pleasing my Wife, regardless of my own physical fulfilment. I had never thought of it like this before. Sure-I had wanted to please Her many times previously, but now I saw it for what it really was: a means to pass the time before I fucked Her and got my rocks off. It wasn't REALLY pleasing Her-it was pleasing myself. This was total and utter subservience. I had made Her cum and felt no physical pleasure myself. But my mind was buzzing with the sheer pleasure that She was taking! I was ALIVE with it! "Fuck me doggy, slut," said Mistress from below me. I promptly pulled out and allowed Her to shift onto Her hands and knees. Then, when She nodded, I put that monster back inside Her. She spread Her legs wide to accommodate the intruder, and then promptly buried Her head in the pillows as I began to fuck Her again. This position was much easier for me to work in, as I could see the dildo clearly as it scythed in and out of my Wife's pussy. There was no risk of pulling out accidentally. And in an added bonus, the extended ball sac of the dildo, which was pronounced because of the cock cage it covered, was rubbing directly on Her clit. There was a growl from under the pillows and my Mistress began pushing back hard against the cock. I grabbed Her hips and fucked her as hard as I could. I could feel a sheen of sweat on my Wife and I, too, was sweating hard from all the extra work I was doing. Normally by now, I would've cum and already be curled up half asleep. But this was Her time now, so I put all thoughts of fatigue out of my mind. She came again three more times while I fucked Her from behind. Each orgasm seemed to be getting more intense than the last. All the while, my Mistress was mewling and yelping from the pleasure She was taking. I looked down at that beast as it split my Wife in two. It was slathered in Her cunt-juice and I could feel Her wetness trickling down around Her balls. Her pussy was red and puffy, but it continued to eat that cock for all it was worth. I knew from experience that Her pussy would be contracting hard around that cock each and every time She came, but that was yet another pleasure that was now denied me. After about 15 minutes in this position, I think my Mistress sensed that I was beginning to tire, and so She swapped positions again. "Get on your back slut and keep your hands to yourself," She growled at me. So I withdrew from Her again and lay down as She ordered. Mistress stood up and briefly straddled my chest again. "Look at Me bitch," She commanded. "This is how a cunt SHOULD look after it's fucked." I gazed up at Her sex. It was gaping and puffy, and a trickle of juice ran down Her right leg, slowly descending towards Her knee as I watched. "You could never give Me this feeling on your own slut," She told me. "I'm just glad that we've found a good use for you. I'm sure I can think of much more useful activities for you in the future as well!" She smiled as She said this. It was an incredibly ominous smile I thought.... Then She turned away from me and promptly sat down on the cock with Her ass facing me. She began riding it with Her knees either side of me, and I could see Her teasing Herself by lifting almost right off it before plunging down again. However, after a few minutes, Mistress shifted position so that She was squatting on the dong. She put Her feet flat on the bed and leaned forwards, placing Her hands on my knees and bearing Her weight in that position. This allowed Her to fully sit on the monster cock and grind Her clit into the ball sac at the same time. She began to ride that cock with abandon, and I counted another two orgasms before She slowed and finally dismounted it. "God-that was....." She left the sentence unfinished. She lazily put a hand to Her pussy and gasped at what She felt. "FUCK!" She cried. "I'm a mess down there! I've never been so wet!" Then She turned to look at me before smiling and saying: "Then again, I've never been so well fucked before either!" I knew She was not saying this for my benefit! It was humiliating, but it was true. "Yes Mistress," I mumbled. She smiled again. "Just one more job for you now slut," She said. "Go clean Me up GENTLY. Lap up as much of that pussy juice as you can, there's a good puppydog!" I did as I was ordered. As She lay on Her back, I very gently got between Her legs and looked at her pussy. It looked as if it had been reshaped! Her inner lips were hanging lower than I'd ever seen before, and She was open about an inch. Juice tricked out of that gap and ran down Her crack to Her asshole. Her inner thighs were covered with juice as well, and I decided to start there. I gently licked and sucked Her thighs clean, before advancing on Her pussy. At my first lick, She jumped and promptly raised Her leg and kicked me in the back. "GENTLY bitch!" She hissed. After that, I very tenderly lapped all the juice I could find. To help me, She turned over onto Her hands and knees and told me to clean Her ass as well. During all our years of marriage, I had fantasised about nothing as much as fucking my Wife's ass. But now all I could do was lap the juice out of Her starfish while thinking of what could have been.... When She had had enough, Mistress reached down and literally slapped me away. "Don't forget to clean up that cock slut!" She said cheerfully. "My new best friend can't go away all dirty like that!" I knew exactly what She had in mind, so I dutifully took off the dildo and began to lick it clean. "Get off the bed and on your knees bitch," scolded Mistress. "Worship that cock PROPERLY." So I climbed down and knelt before the bed, and I started to suck that cock clean. "Come on!" said Mistress. "Show it some love!" "Yes Mistress," I mumbled again. I licked all up and down the shaft, taking the ball sac into my mouth and sucking each side at a time. Then I ran my tongue all the way up the shaft until I got to the bulbous head. I licked all around it before slurping the cock into my mouth once again. I face fucked it gently at first, but when I noticed Mistress' stern look I tried to get that thing into my throat. When I first gagged, Mistress smiled. "Now you know what I went through, you dirty little fuck," She said laughingly. "And I think it's about time you knew what it was like to be fucked like a cheap bitch too..." She winked at me then, and I knew that She had far more work for that monster cock than simply ploughing Her pussy..... She takes what She needs. I give it to Her however I can, however She desires it.