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Rich Man's Fantasy Ch. 01

By: Tdisk



F. Scott Fitzgerald once wrote, "The rich are different from you and me." He then listed examples of their extravagance in a clearly negative tone. Of course, from the standpoint of the rich their lifestyle is perfectly normal and not cause for any commentary.

In sexual matters rich and poor should be equal but even here the rich are different. They enjoy the luxury of greater privacy, softer sheets, and unlimited budgets for sexy clothes, sex toys and perfect settings.

Bill was rich. At age 30 he had a combination of inherited wealth and a modest fortune that he'd earned with his acumen and hard work on Wall Street. Sex was among his greatest personal interests. Bill lived in a large suburban home set on 5 acres in a gated community. The property's size and heavy landscaping provided total privacy in the home and around its pool area which he required for his sex life- both real and imagined for the future.

The house was set on a hillside with the main entry and living area on the upper level. The lower level was also fully windowed and very livable. From the upper level and the pool there was a long view over the tree tops of the valley below to a distant mountain ridge. The upper level's Great Room opened to a similar room on the lower level with a sweeping curved stairway connecting the two large rooms. There were two bedrooms and appropriate baths on both levels. The main kitchen was on the upper level but the lower level's wet bar had a sink, full sized refrigerator, dishwasher and microwave making it almost a second kitchen. To the rear of the house there was a luxurious pool area set slightly above the lower floor elevation. With large French doors, decks, patios and landscaping the pool was fully enjoyable from both levels of the home and all areas were totally private.

Bill was in a serious relationship with a beautiful woman, Susan, whose submissive sexual tendencies matched well with Bill's dominance. Susan was also 30. She stood 5'7" and weighed about 115. Her legs were long and well shaped and her 34C tits rode high and proudly on her chest. Her long silky brown hair extended 2 inches below her nipples- nubs that were prominent and frequently the focus of Bill's attention. He loved to tease her nipples by whipping small handfuls of her hair across them. At other times he'd enjoy seeing her nipples peaking through her hair. Fondling her breasts frequently evolved into strong play with her nipples.

Before dating Bill Susan hadn't known she had a kinky side but he'd teased and abused her nipples enough on their first few dates for her to begin to recognize her preferences. He wasn't gentle with her nipples and she found that to be quite different and more pleasing than the treatment she'd received from other men. Her prior lovers always seemed to be walking on eggs and trying very hard not to hurt or offend her. Bill was quick to discern that she liked things a little rougher. He had enough self confidence to pinch and squeeze her nipples to the point of pain. He seemed to intuitively know when to stop to give her that indescribable mix of pain and pleasure that she wanted. His verbal teasing also included hints of future bondage and unconventional sex. She'd never heard such talk from a man and she found the images of her body been bound and helpless very exciting.

Her true awakening came on her first overnight stay at Bill's home. There had been teasing about bondage and she'd agreed to experiment with some BDSM that evening. He'd stripped her to the waist, seated her on a straight back chair in his bedroom and bound her wrists with silk scarves behind her back. With her arms drawn back her tits were pushed forward - totally vulnerable to anything he might desire. Bill knelt in front of Susan and fondled her breasts- deliberately avoiding her nipples. He caressed each breast and weighed it in his hand. Staring at Susan's left nipple he said, "I'm going to focus on your nipples tonight. I've been very reserved in our relationship so far. I didn't want to assume you shared my kinkiness but tonight let's see if your nipples like more intense play."

Bill leaned in and gently bit each nipple causing Susan to wince. His tongue soon flicked over her left nub while his thumb and forefinger pinched her right. She gasped softly which Bill interpreted as surprise mixed with arousal. Bill pulled his head back a few inches and said, "Your nipples are fantastic. I'd guess they're about a half inch tall and just about that same size in diameter. They really seem to beg for attention."

Susan said, "They're very sensitive. As you know when you tease them there seems to be a direct connection between their nerves and my pussy."

Bill stood and walked to the other side of the room. He pulled a large shallow drawer from an antique cabinet and carried it over to Susan exhibiting its contents. Spread out on black velvet Susan saw three rows of widely different nipple clamps. She gasped. She knew what they were but had never seen even one pair-much less a collection.

Bill watched her face as he held the tray-like display saying, "These are all nipple clamps. Some of these clamps are merely intended to tease while others are very intense. I have a second drawer with more. There are also two drawers full of nipple suction devices."

Susan stared and said, "Oh my."

"You have spectacular nipples. I can't help but want to play with them with some of my toys. Tonight we'll go slowly and see if you share any of my kinkiness. I'm going to put some gentle clips on you as a test. If you love the feeling we'll move forward –not tonight but soon. If you hate the feeling I'll take them off after I think you've had a chance to make a fair decision. I won't push you if you don't find the experience pleasurable."

"Okay," said Susan tentatively. "I've read about nipple clamps and been a little intrigued. My mind is open and rather obviously my nipples are erect and available. They've got nowhere to hide."

Bill selected a pair of clamps that looked like tweezers. He explained they could offer very mild to moderate pressure. Before bringing the devices near her nipples Bill brushed his lips over each nub causing Susan to moan slightly with arousal. He then used his fingers to tease her left nipple to its fully erect state telling her again how great her nipples looked and felt. 

As he attached the first clamp to Susan's left nipple she gasped but then calmed quickly saying, "I'm all right. It was more fear than pain that made me jump." Bill watched hopefully as Susan's body language seemed to suggest arousal rather than disgust or anger.

Bill's fingers teased her right nipple saying it obviously should be just as erect as the left before having the clamp attached. He then captured the nipple in the rubber tips of the clamp and tightened it gently. Susan's receipt of the second clamp prompted no verbal response but again Bill sensed arousal in Susan's facial expression. He reached back to the first clamp and moved its adjustment ring up slightly tightening the clamp on her nipple. The action was repeated on her other side and he said, "One of the great features of most of the clamps is that they're highly adjustable."

Susan panted in reply, "Yes, I can feel that. You've just adjusted unusual to painful."

Susan breathed more deeply but didn't object. She stared at her left nipple as Bill's forefinger lightly teased the tip which extended from the pinching head of the clamp. She moaned with arousal at the added sensation. He teased her other nipple in a similar fashion and then tugged gently on the chain connecting the two clamps. Susan hissed with what Bill took to be a mix of pain and pleasure. He teased each nipple on and off with his fingers for several minutes and then explained, "I'm going to remove these clamps soon and suck on you. You'll have a few seconds of greater pain immediately after the clamps come off as the blood circulates in the pinched areas but just get through that and I think you'll enjoy my mouth."

As he'd predicted the pain was intense but the pleasure from his lips and tongue on her sensitized nipples was greater than she'd imagined. The differing sensations combined to make it feel as if her nipples were exploding. Fortunately, with each second the pleasure was increasing and the pain was morphing into sexual impulses traveling straight to her pussy. Her nipples had never been so sensitive and Bill was assaulting them with abandon. Susan found her whole body tensing with the start of an intense orgasm within about 30 seconds of the removal of the clamps. She squirmed as Bill's mouth devoured each of her nipples in turn and his hand fondled the mass of her breasts that wasn't in his mouth. She would have pushed his head away due to the overload of stimulation but having her wrists bound was unable to do so. As a result her orgasm continued much longer than she might have chosen and was incredibly intense. When Bill finally backed away she was sexually sated and exhausted.

Bill then released her bindings and brought her to their bed. She was very passive but cooperative as he removed her last remaining clothes and spread her legs. He climbed on top of her and fucked her. Gradually her limp body responded and her hips began to join in the fucking motion. The nipple play had obviously made him horny and filled his balls with pressure that was straining for release. It didn't take long for him to explode into her.

Later Susan confided that she'd enjoyed their experiment. She said, "I'd like to gradually experience each of the clamps in your collection provided you'll start with the less intense and move to the stronger ones as I get more used to the sensation. I assume you'll stop if there's a point at which it hurts too much and I say 'no more'. Now, please explain a little about the suction devices you mentioned. While I've heard of nipple clamps I've never read anything about suction. We're not talking about forced lactation are we? That would be a bit too kinky."

Bill said, "No. No lactation. Nipple suction sensitizes the nipples but its primary function is to temporarily enlarge the nipple. Some people use repeated suction to produce more permanent enlargement. Your nipples are already great so I wouldn't propose anything permanent. We might just play a little- making them bigger and more sensitive for my mouth to enjoy- but that's for another day."

Over the ensuing weeks the couple tried several of Bill's sex toys and found lots of common ground in what Bill liked to do to Susan and what she liked receiving. As they grew more familiar with each other Bill's dominance in their sex life became stronger and Susan's submissive nature bloomed. He teased her expertly and then brought her to crashing orgasms. They tried new positions and toys. While every experiment wasn't perfect the overall excitement that flowed from Bill's imagination and control provided them both with a new level of sexual pleasure.

While Susan loved submitting to Bill she was far from merely a submissive. As a successful business woman she knew that she had a body and sexuality that Bill wanted. She reasoned that Bill loved dominating her and would be open to bargaining for assured domination time. She decided to negotiate a mutually pleasurable arrangement that would guarantee her great orgasms without taking away from his enjoyment.

After getting a sense of his desires from numerous encounters Susan proposed to Bill that at least once per week she wanted her sexual pleasure to be his highest priority. She'd give him creative license as to how he'd pleasure her but she expected oral sex would play a major role. She wanted him to commit that he'd make an ongoing effort to improve his oral technique. In exchange she'd surrender all control to him regularly- at least once per week. He'd be able to tie her up, use his sex toys and do anything he wanted sexually with her. She concluded, "Will you make that deal with me? As with any good business deal both parties should be satisfied. I think my proposal assures that we each get what we want."

Bill laughed at her business- like approach but readily agreed. He said, "While I may be more dominant than you in sexual matters I try not to be selfish. I frequently strive for your pleasure as my priority but if you want my commitment to that I'm happy to agree. Do you need it in writing?"

"I'll trust to your verbal agreement. I know you're not a selfish lover. It's just that I once read an explicit novel in which the Dom used 'orgasm denial' as a routine part of his dominance. That might be okay for one night but I'm not willing to do that on an ongoing basis. By contrast I like the idea that no matter how kinky you might get my gratification will be assured. Under my agreement I don't have to worry and can more freely accept whatever you want." 

After hearing Susan's proposal Bill felt emboldened to raise a subject that he'd had in mind for a long time. He started by noting that when he'd bought his home it had required extensive renovations. As he'd planned the work he'd had certain sexual thoughts about how the house was laid out. 

Bill said, "As you know the lower level is much too light and airy to ever be a dungeon but its existence as a virtually separate home gave me the thought that the space could accommodate an alternate lifestyle. I envisioned spending a full weekend on the lower level with a naked lover who would submit willingly and enthusiastically to me. We'd live a Dom/sub lifestyle for the entire weekend and then on Sunday evening walk upstairs and resume our normal lives."

Susan listened intently and revealed a small smile.

Bill continued, "With what I've just described in mind I had some custom cabinetry and other special items built in on the lower level. It's all very discrete. So far, I haven't had the right woman with whom I could live out the weekends I had in mind."

Susan did not respond immediately. It seemed obvious Bill was asking her be his weekend submissive. She was intrigued and aroused as she mentally walked through the lower level of the house and wondered what Bill had hidden there. Was he speaking of cabinets full of sex toys or was he suggesting there were dungeon-like torture devices? Finally, she said, "I see. I take it you're inviting me to fulfill your fantasy. I'm intrigued. Are you going to explain more?"

"No. You'll have a safe word and I'll respect it. That's all you need to know. Well, actually that's not entirely true. If you're willing to accept my offer we both have some preparations to make before we would have our first weekend. Let me explain that. Should I proceed? Are you interested?"

"Yes. Your idea is rather arousing. Let me hear what preparations you have in mind. If you're too kinky for me I might back out before we even get started but so far I'm excited by your idea."

"Great. Obviously, the whole idea might not work out as I envision it. It might start and stop with one day or one weekend but I'd like to proceed on the assumption that we'll both enjoy the experience. If so, I'd think we'll spend many weekends downstairs. That's the principal reason that some preparations are in order.

"I'll need a week or so to move some furniture and uncover some items that are buried behind some trim and furniture. For example, the cabinet containing the nipple clamps that's upstairs belongs downstairs."

"Of course," replied Susan with a smirk.

Bill said, "One aspect of the weekend format will be that your everyday clothes will never be worn downstairs. There's a closet at the foot of the stairs where your clothes will be put away and locked up on Friday evening as soon as we both arrive home. 

"Downstairs you'll only wear some special clothing that we'll have custom made for you. You'll need a week or two to help design and get fitted for an outfit that's appropriately lewd. I envision getting several versions of the same garment made for the future but initially we need to finalize a design and get at least one made. I have some design thoughts and I know a seamstress in the city that can create anything in a week or so. 

"As you might imagine the garment I have in mind will be short to show off your legs and will be cut to reveal your cleavage. You'll need to buy several push up bras, garter belts and panties to be stored and used downstairs. Obviously, you'll also need some high heels and stockings. All of these things will be for the weekends downstairs. None of your existing clothes or other personal things will be used there so you'll need to buy lots of things for the downstairs bath such as hair brushes, shampoo, toothpaste, make up, medicines and the like. Everything should be charged to me; I don't expect you to pay for anything. It will be your responsibility to stock downstairs with all the personal items you'll need. Once we're downstairs we won't be coming upstairs for any reason during the weekend."

"Okay," replied Susan. "Let me be sure I understand. These special clothes would be solely for the downstairs weekends and only to be worn downstairs. Your submissive isn't agreeing to going out in public or having visitors- right? I'm not going to entertain other men or humiliate myself in public."

"That's right. I'm merely talking about the two of us in a private setting. We may want to leave the house for some things during our special weekends but you wouldn't wear your sexy 'in house' clothes. Actually, I will want you to assemble some sexier than normal 'street' clothes for those occasions. On those excursions I'd still expect you to be submissive but the clothes and what would be expected of you wouldn't be extreme. You'd pick out the clothes."

"I'll be getting some leather cuffs custom made before our first weekend. If the weekends go well I can envision having other custom garments made for our private times. Thinking of your body in a custom leather corset turns me on but that's for the future. If we find the original dress as sexy as I expect we might take some of its design elements and incorporate them into clothes for outside of the house but that would only be with your consent."

Susan said, "Oh. I like leather. I'm going to have my own custom made leather cuffs? We also agree that your submissive has a career and can't show any bruises, love bites or anything like that at work- right?"

"That's all correct. One of the reasons to get custom made cuffs is to get the softest leather so that there won't be any abrasions. Our weekend activities shouldn't impact you beyond the weekend. There's one exception but it won't impact on your work. I'll want to shave your pussy area which obviously won't grow back on Sunday evening. I'm not sure if I want you totally hairless. I'm looking forward to shaving you. Initially, I'll try leaving a landing strip but I might change my mind."

"I don't mean to insult your intelligence, but you do know that genital shaving requires heavy maintenance. I tried it once but found having to re-shave every other day to be very tedious. That's necessary to avoid nasty stubble. Are you going to shave me every other day when we're not downstairs?"

"I will gladly shave you when I can but with our business commitments it won't be that often. How do you feel about waxing? I'm told it lasts for 3 weeks."

Susan smiled and replied, "How do you feel about getting your cock and balls waxed? If I'm going to have to endure the embarrassment and pain of a waxing when we're not in the downstairs maybe you should too. That might be a fair bargain and it might make oral sex better for me. I wouldn't get hairs in my mouth."

Bill hedged and suggested that he'd cooperate but didn't know if men got waxed there. He'd look into it. He concluded, "For our first weekend I'd like to shave you. It will be a very intimate experience. If we enjoy the result we'll negotiate on the maintenance issue and waxing for both of us."


Rich Man's Fantasy Ch. 01



Susan agreed to his temporary shaving proposal. They agreed on a safe word of 'red' for an absolute stop of whatever he was doing and a cautionary 'yellow' if she needed him to pause or ease up.

She said she'd indulge Bill regarding the custom made clothing. They discussed what he had in mind for her outfits and she took down the seamstress's contact information. Within a few days she had met with the seamstress to go over the design ideas and have her measurements taken. She felt like a Las Vegas show girl wearing a push up bra to her fitting but knew why it was necessary; her cleavage was to be a focal point of the outfits. The seamstress understood what the couple wanted and was very comfortable discussing how she'd refine the design to show off Susan's breasts. Susan picked out some soft fabrics and authorized two similar versions of a short dress to be made. A few days later she returned for a final fitting and to approve the two dresses. She loved the slutty look they created- far too extreme for public settings but just what Bill had in mind for their private time together..

The outfits were similar but in two different colors and with slightly different styling. Each could be described as a short dress in a faux wrap style. They were cut to reveal the cleavage created by Susan's pushed up breasts. Bill had dictated push up bras would be Susan's required upper body lingerie. He'd said they might try some corsetry in the future but in all likelihood the design would push up her breasts so the outfits would still work well. If not they'd simply get new outfits designed and made. 

After a discussion with Bill it was agreed the dresses were always to be worn with heels but Susan could select the heel height and also could decide on whether she wore stockings or not. Likewise, unless Bill said otherwise at a particular time the choice between stockings that stayed up by themselves or those requiring a garter belt was left to her. Pantyhose were forbidden. Susan made a trip to her favorite shoe store and quickly assembled a collection of 4 or 5 pairs of high heels and good quality stockings for downstairs wear. She chocked at the size of the bill but knew Bill wouldn't mind.

Susan enjoyed the preparations and took every opportunity to tease Bill by keeping him informed as she assembled what his submissive lover would require. She wondered out loud what color lipstick he'd like to see when she gave him a blow job and what perfume he'd like between her legs. She told him how it had only taken a half hour to order a half dozen push up bra and panty sets in various colors from several high end designers and gave him a brief description of how she felt the bras would create deep cleavage. He didn't blink an eye when she mentioned the lingerie bill was about $2000.

Designing the dresses and going back for the final fitting was fun and arousing as she visualized wearing the outfits during their special weekends. She loved the soft fabrics and how the outfits made her feel. Flashing maximum cleavage and leg in the privacy of his home for a whole weekend of submission was going to be exciting. In a warmer climate she might have chosen full time nudity but she agreed with Bill that the right clothing could be sexier than none at all. Her outfits were the definition of 'the right clothing'.

Bill said, "They'll be times we venture out of the house during our special weekends. You will need to assemble a limited wardrobe that's less risqué than the downstairs outfits but much sexier than you usually wear. This will all be stored downstairs so it's available if I decide we're going out for lunch, shopping or the like. On such occasions you're to wear clothes I feel are sexy or at least figure revealing. Sweatshirts and other baggy items are banned. I won't make you dress in an overtly slutty manner but all of your lingerie should be sexy. Your outer clothing should be stylish and form fitting. For example, if you're thinking of buying a sweater buy it a size smaller than usual. Look for clothes that might show nipple bumps or cleavage whenever it would socially acceptable. Tight fitting jeans are acceptable but short tight skirts are preferred. I'll leave the specifics up to you but if I'm not satisfied I might have to do some shopping for you myself."

"Buy a couple of bikini swim suits for the pool. You'll probably only wear the bottoms. Get sunscreen in several strengths since you'll be exposing areas that aren't used to being in the sun."

As Bill had estimated it took almost two weeks for all of the preparations to be completed. On Tuesday of the second week Bill confirmed Susan's agreement that everything would be ready in the next day or two and that she'd surrender to him for the upcoming weekend. He required her to commit that she'd be home from work no later than 6PM on that Friday. He called her attention to the need to put an 'away for the weekend' message on her cell phone since she wouldn't have access to her phone. It would be locked in the closet with her street clothes. Over the next few days he arranged to have the downstairs refrigerator stocked with food and made sure the guestroom bed was made up with fresh linens.

Susan arrived at Bill's on the designated Friday at a few minutes before 6. She was surprised to see a note at the front door with her name on it. The note instructed her to go directly downstairs where she was to strip off and lock her clothes purse and phone in the closet. She was to go into the bathroom, apply heavier make up than she usually wore and then dress in her new light brown outfit.

It was all rather impersonal. She wondered if Bill didn't really care about her. On second thought she felt it was probably an intentional humiliation- something to demonstrate that she was to follow orders and realize she wasn't the belle of the ball. One couldn't claim to be a submissive and expect to always be treated as a special girlfriend. After a moment Susan realized that Bill's purpose really didn't matter; her role was to follow his directions. She descended the grand staircase feeling energized about the unknown experience that lay ahead.

At the foot of the stairs Susan opened the closet and placed her pocketbook on the shelf. She retrieved her phone, set the 'away' message for her voice mail and switched off the power switch. Returning the dead phone to her purse to be locked away represented her final acceptance of Bill's kinky plan. She had just cut herself off from the world.

She removed and hung up her business suit and blouse. Standing there in her lingerie Susan hesitated as she became aware that she was in a large room with floor to ceiling windows. She knew there shouldn't be anyone outside but she certainly wasn't used to being naked in plain view of anyone who might walk by. She smiled and took a deep breath. This is what she'd agreed to and she wasn't going to back out now. Her bra, panties and shoes were soon stored in the closet. She checked the door's lock button, closed the door and heard the distinctive 'click' which signaled the official start of her weekend. She was now Bill's naked love slave and he wasn't even present. 

As Susan walked across the Great Room to the bedroom she had a fleeting moment of panic. Bill could have been in an accident. What if he wasn't coming? Her only available clothing wasn't suitable to go outside, talk to the police or visit Bill in the hospital. She had no car keys and no cell phone. In a few seconds she calmed. She could wear Bill's clothes in an emergency, the house had a phone upstairs and she could use a taxi to move about. In all likelihood Bill was fine and would be home soon.

Removing one of her custom made dresses from the closet Susan saw an envelope clipped to the hanger. It contained a note and a folded sheet of paper with printed sketches of women. Susan unfolded the paper and saw it was a photocopy of a page containing four numbered sketches showing women in different submissive positions. She almost laughed as she assumed the page appeared in a 'how to be a slave' training book but she quickly realized that she'd agreed to be the woman in the book. Bill expected her to learn the depicted positions and pose in a given position on demand. It was both absurd and highly arousing to realize she was standing- naked- in Bill's virtual dungeon looking at slave positions that she needed to learn. It was more submission than she'd consciously anticipated but not more than she could handle.

Susan opened the note and read, "Over the next 12 hours you are to learn the four positions shown with their respective numbers. For now, study position #1. When you're dressed return to the Great Room. You'll find a small piece of tape on the carpet as your mark. Assume position 1 on the mark facing the window and wait."

Position 1 was a standing pose. Susan noted the model's feet were spread a little beyond shoulder width and her hands were clasped together behind her. Each hand held the wrist of the opposite arm.

Position 2 was one she'd read about in porn novels. It was a kneeling pose with the person almost sitting on her feet. The woman's knees were spread wide and her hands rested on her thighs with her palms up. While not very knowledgeable about such things Susan thought #2 must be the standard slave position since it seemed to shout submissiveness.

Susan's attention moved to the third sketch. It showed the woman standing with her legs spread. She was bent over at the waist with her arms extended for support from a piece of furniture. Her buttocks seemed to be pushed back- presumably poised for rear entry sex or punishment.

Finally, position 4 had the woman kneeling with her knees spread. Her head was lowered to the floor and resting on her forearms. Her ass seemed raised. It seemed very exposed and appeared to be inviting either sex or punishment.

Susan's eyes went back to #1 since it was the position she would need to execute first. It seemed very simple and didn't warrant much study. 

After applying heavy eye liner and dark red lipstick Susan dressed in a dark brown push-up bra and matching panties. She donned stay up stockings and 4" heels in dark brown, slid her light brown dress over her head, and zipped up the side zipper which drew the dress in tightly around her body. She studied herself in the mirror and saw a high class call girl staring back. The neckline of the dress followed the top edge of the bra and showed off virtually every inch of her deep cleavage with more than ample mounds of breast flesh revealed on either side. She knew Bill would love how she looked and would want to order multiple copies or variations of the dress.

Stepping back two steps Susan posed and checked out her legs in the mirror. She hadn't worn such a short skirt since junior high school. The outfit certainly showed off her well toned legs. She knew that any red-blooded man seeing her legs would visualize them wrapped around him while he pounded into her and she too liked that image. She loved incredibly sexy and fuckable.

She strutted into the Great Room feeling very sexy. The tape mark was in the middle of the room and about 6 feet away from the window. She noticed Bill had re-arranged the room's furniture creating the open space in which she was to be the centerpiece. She wondered if this would be a routine location for her to demonstrate her submissive positions.

Standing on the tape she'd be fully visible from the room above and from outside. That was unnerving but not unexpected. She stepped over the tape and assumed position #1. She fidgeted a little trying to be sure she had the right position. She spread her legs and grasped her wrists behind her waist. She could sense that her breasts were pushed forward boldly by her arms being drawn back. Coupled with the bra and dress her breasts were definitely being offered up to her lover. She made a final check and decided her feet were spread correctly and her hands grasped the opposite wrist tightly and then relaxed their grip but stayed in place. She settled down and waited.

Susan waited for what seemed like a long time. She was tempted to release her arms from behind her but resolved not to break the assigned position. It was very possible Bill was watching but even if he wasn't she felt compelled not to cheat on her very first assignment.

Even though she was expecting him Bill's presence took her by surprise. All of a sudden he was standing next to her and quite obviously checking her out. Dressed in his silk robe Bill slowly walked around her. His inspection made her nervous and self conscious. Intuitively she knew to remain silent and not to move from her position.

Bill said, "I've been watching you since you arrived home. You are to be complimented on following all of your instructions. You look great in your new dress. It displays your body exactly as I wanted. Looking at you is very enjoyable and I can't wait to enjoy you more intimately."

As he spoke Susan felt Bill encircling her left wrist with a soft cuff. She thought it was probably made of leather but it was so soft she couldn't be sure. She wasn't aware of his buckling it closed and assumed it must have a Velcro closure since it stayed in place as he moved to her other hand. Bill then repeated the same procedure on her other wrist. Bill said, "I had these cuffs made for you. There's a guy I know who is a wizard with leather. The cuffs have a very small lock sewn into the leather. There are matching ones for your ankles but I'll skip those for now."

There was a soft jingle of a small chain followed by two clicks in succession. Susan instinctively moved her wrists apart and found her wrists were connected by a chain which she guessed was about 15" long. Her hands could move away from the center of her back but couldn't reach even to her sides.

Bill was aware of her testing her bonds and said, "You have enough slack to avoid the chain being too uncomfortable when you're sitting down or lying on your back. I have no desire to hurt you or make you uncomfortable for no reason." Susan found being cuffed made her pussy ooze with excitement.

Bill said, "Since this is our first night we'll take things slowly. We're going into the gym where I'll shave your pussy. Then we'll go out by the pool for wine and dinner."

Bill guided Susan into the gym. She'd never walked with her arms bound behind her. It was a strange sensation. He brought her over to the inclined bench which he usually used with free weights. She stood passively as he reached under her dress to remove her panties and then she watched as he lifted her skirt to her waist and helped her walk backwards with one leg on either side of the narrow padded bench. He guided her to sit with her back supported by the inclined portion of the bench. Having her wrists bound behind her made even the simple act of sitting down sexually charged as she was off balance and helpless. Sitting astride the bench placed her legs in a moderately spread position with her feet on the floor. Having her wrists bound meant that her pussy was exposed and could not be hidden or protected.

Bill went to the sink and returned with a plastic bowl of hot water which he placed on a small table next to the bench. Susan noted that the table already contained a scissors, shaving cream, an electric razor and a manual razor. Bill knelt and moved Susan's legs further apart. He picked up the scissors saying that some trimming was needed as a first step.

Susan had never had a lover trim or shave her pubic hair. It was inherently erotic to have your lover working to gradually expose your most intimate area. She became more aroused as his fingers continued to move about and she knew more and more hair was disappearing.

After several minutes of scissor work Bill picked up the cordless electric razor and used it to remove more hair. Susan decided to lie back, close her eyes, and enjoy having her pussy groomed. She couldn't help but wonder if he'd go all the way to making her totally bald or if he'd leave a little hair on her Venus mound. It was up to him.

Finally, Bill announced he was ready to shave her with the traditional manual razor. Seeing her eyes were closed Bill warned Susan that he was about to wet her pubic hair. Even with the warning she jumped at the first contact by a wet face cloth. She then felt him spreading shaving cream around. After another slight break she felt his fingers holding her skin and the first stroke of the razor. She could sense he was making multiple passes in different directions. The experience was very arousing as she visualized the razor denuding the area all around her pussy. She was also sure Bill's cock was aching as it longed to feel her naked pussy for the first time.

After several minutes Bill put aside the razor and rinsed off the area. He then patted her dry and applied some soothing cream. Susan opened her eyes and s looked down to see her shaved Mound accentuated by a narrow strip of hair pointing to her pussy. She noticed that Bill had her panties in his hand. She swung her left leg over and stood to help him get her panties back on. He then smoothed down her short skirt and told her to follow him. He walked to the bar where he had an excellent wine chilling in an ice bucket on a silver tray with two glasses. He picked up the tray and walked to the patio doors.

Susan turned her back to the door and was able to open the lever style door handle. She pushed the door open with her ass and then exited the house with him- pushing the door closed with her hip. They went up the two steps to the patio surrounding the pool where they could enjoy the view of the valley and use the table and chairs. Susan felt nervous being on the patio; if she had a view others could potentially see her. She hadn't been expecting to leave the relative security of the house. While she knew the pool area had great privacy except at great distances she felt more exposed than she had before. She calmed herself by focusing on her clothing. To anyone more than a few feet away it was much less revealing than a bathing suit.

Bill picked up on Susan's unease at being outside. "Relax," he said. "We're all alone here and you're fully clothed. Tomorrow when it's warmer I'm expecting you to wear just bikini bottoms. I'm looking forward to an afternoon in the sun with your naked tits- heavily protected with sunscreen. I'd like you to gradually lose the tan lines from your bikini top."

Susan blushed. She was about to express her privacy concerns but instead simply said, "Yes Bill."

He unclipped the chain from one wrist, pulled her wrist to the front of her body and reconnected her wrists with the short chain.

Susan was surprised by his action but didn't complain. She lifted her hands and got her first look at the cuffs. They were soft black leather and seemed so well made that they appeared to be virtually seamless bands on her wrists. Each had one very small 'D' ring to which the chain was fastened. The chain was also smaller than she had imagined it being perhaps an eighth inch in diameter. She loved the sleek 'designer' look of both the chain and cuffs.

Bill noticed her inspection and said, "As I said the cuffs were custom made for you. The seamstress measured your wrists and I ordered them from the leather smith I know."

"Oh my, I guess it's nice to have a leather smith on call."

Bill smiled and said, "Yes, it is. I expect you'll see more of his work."

They enjoyed their wine although Susan found it odd to hold her stem glass in two hands. Bill again complimented Susan on her following instructions. He explained that he had lots of kinky things he thought they'd try over time but they'd take their time. She asked for some examples of his plans but he refused saying, "You'll learn when I give you an instruction or do something new."




Rich Man's Fantasy Ch. 01



After they'd had one glass of wine Bill told Susan to move to the nearby lounge chair and to remove her panties. She did as he asked although lifting her skirt and lowering her panties using bound hands was rather cumbersome. Bill reached out and unclipped her right wrist, stepped around her and clipped her wrists together with the chain behind her. At Bill's direction Susan reclined on the lounge chair. She was surprised to see that Bill was dropping to a kneeling position, spreading her legs and moving his upper body between them. As his face reached her upper thighs Bill kissed the soft flesh above her stocking tops and said, "I haven't forgotten my commitment to improve my oral sex technique and to focus on your sexual pleasure. Just because you're being submissive doesn't mean you won't be pleasured. In fact, I suspect that your submission may result in your pleasure becoming so frequent and intense that you'll want to push me away. With you being bound as I move up between your legs I might eat you through several orgasms and you'd be unable to stop me. Maybe we'll try that later or tomorrow. For now one great climax should suffice before dinner."

Bill used the fingers on his right hand to spread Susan's pussy lips open saying, "You look very open and exposed. I'm glad we got rid of all that hair that kept you hidden." His tongue reached out and ran up and down her pussy lips. Susan's hips rose with passion to seek more contact. Bill moved back slightly to control where and how firmly his mouth made contact. Within a minute Susan's hands were grasping the cushion of the lounge chair and she was mumbling unintelligible sounds of arousal.

Bill's tongue made its way up toward Susan's clit and her arousal spiked noticeably. Feeling it was time to bring her off he inserted a finger into her very wet pussy and then soon added a second finger- moving them in and out slowly. She shrieked as her orgasm overwhelmed her. Her body went taut and then relaxed as all strength drained from her. She panted loudly and asked Bill to just give her a moment to recover.

When she'd recovered somewhat Susan said, "That was great- unexpected but great. Isn't it me that's supposed to sexually service you?"

"No. It is you that's supposed to do as I direct. I chose to eat your newly shaved pussy. That shouldn't have been all that surprising. Now we're going to do something different. He again changed her wrists so they were bound in front of her body. Go over to the glass railing and assume position three."

Susan drew a blank for a moment- not understanding what he meant. As she realized he was referring to the page of submissive positions she had a second lapse in trying to remember which one was #3. She moved very slowly from the lounge chair trying to buy time as she struggled to remember. Since Bill had mentioned the railing she deduced that it must be the 'standing bent over' position. She walked with self confidence to the railing and extended her arms to it for support as she bent over with her ass pushed back toward Bill.

Bill walked a few paces behind her and took off his robe. He stopped short of her and stared at her long legs and great ass as she bent over. "Beautiful," he said. He stepped forward and his hands went to her hips to flip her skirt up to her waist. With Susan bent over as she was her wet pussy was open and easy to find with his cock. He slid into her with virtually no friction as he returned his hands to clasp her hips. He proceeded to pound into her with long forceful strokes. His hands used her hips like handles to control his target and to enjoy how sexy her hips and ass felt. He'd never taken a woman so forcefully from behind and enjoyed every second of it.

Bill's excitement soon overwhelmed him and his cock exploded. Bill held onto Susan's hips for support as his cock went through two or three strong spasms- draining him of every drop of semen he had built up over the hours of his anticipation.

He withdrew and told Susan she could straighten up and relax. My cock needs to be cleaned. When we're downstairs you should assume that's your job and should clean me without prompting. After anal sex you'll use a cloth but usually you'll use your mouth."

"Yes Bill," said Susan. She knelt and promptly tongued all of the traces of their combined fluids away.

As Susan performed her task Bill said, "We're having a lobster salad for dinner that the chef prepared earlier. I'll help you get it from the refrigerator. The plates, napkins and silverware should be on the bar. We'll be eating out here."

The couple enjoyed their dinner but Susan found it challenging to eat with her wrists chained together. Using her right hand for her fork she had to guide her left hand to follow the movements of her right- keeping it less than about 12" away.. She spilled several forkfuls of salad as her left hand failed to keep up and jerked her right.

Bill hadn't anticipated the issue. He silently wondered whether he should release Susan's wrists. After a few moments of internal debate he said, "I'm sure you'll get better at eating with practice." Susan couldn't understand it but her pussy clenched in response to his statement. She really did have a kinky side.

After dinner Bill brought Susan into the bedroom. Standing next to the bed he removed her dress and bra. He kissed her, gently fondled her breasts and then guided her to recline on the bed. He joined her and kissed her passionately. As he ended the kiss he said, "I love how the bra and dress display your breasts but there's no substitute for your naked breasts being available for my hands and mouth. He fondled her tits with one hand and brought his mouth to her left nipple. He enveloped the whole area surrounding her nipple and sucked on her voraciously. Her cuffed hands were trapped between their bodies so with a little adjustment of her position Susan was able to cup his cock and balls and gently use her fingers to tease him.

Bill's rough attention to her breasts excited Susan tremendously. Feeling his excitement made her feel that she must be as voluptuous and sexy as Bill frequently told her she was. She felt she should act more aggressively to pleasure Bill but didn't want to disturb him while he was clearly enjoying her tits so much. After a few minutes when he seemed to quiet down a bit Susan pushed his head away and said, "I've done everything you've asked but a good sex slave should try to anticipate her lover's needs. I think you need a nice sloppy blowjob. If it would please you please lie back and let me service your cock. You can watch."

Bill rolled onto his back and smiled as Susan had a little trouble moving about with her wrists still bound. Wanting the best attention to his cock he could get he decided it was time to remove the chain which he did. Susan said, "Thank you. I know you love to feel my fingernails on your balls. That would have been difficult with my wrists bound." 

Susan paused and after seeing that his eyes were on her Susan licked her lips seductively and said, "I trust you like the color of my lipstick. I picked out a very dark red since I thought it would be the sexiest for moments like this. I only bought two tubes but we can buy a case of 12 if you like the color." With that statement Susan's mouth enveloped Bill's cock and coated it with an application of saliva.

Susan withdrew her mouth and whispered, "I'm going to drench you in my saliva. I think you'll like both the look and sound of a very sloppy blowjob." She paused as more saliva accumulated in her mouth and then added to the moisture on Bill's cockhead. Susan looked up and locked eyes with Bill as her tongue teased up and down the side of his wet cock. She'd never made prolonged eye contact during a blow job before and had the sense that they were both getting more and more turned on by watching the other person's face.

Of course, Bill had more to watch than Susan as her tongue explored around his cock. She made an effort to add more saliva and then sucked his shaft as deeply as possible. Her mouth made a slurping sound as it descended and then returned up his shaft and toyed with the head. As Bill's cock popped out of her on the up-stroke she was careful to leave it covered with saliva. She could tell Bill was thrilled by the obscene look she'd created. Whether it was the look or feel of the extra saliva that he liked best she wasn't sure but he certainly was enjoying her sloppy approach. Meanwhile, her long fingernails lightly scratched his balls which seemed to cause his hips to rise an inch or more off of the bed. 

Susan truly enjoyed giving Bill such pleasure and was proud she was capable of pleasing him so well. His boldness in taking charge of her over the past few weeks had made her a much better lover than she'd been with anyone before. He made her hot and she felt free to be slutty as a result. Being 'locked up' for the weekend in their downstairs hideaway made her feel even more uninhibited. She could be as kinky as he was. 

She decided it was probably time to bring Bill off. She backed her mouth off of his cock for a moment and said, "Where would you like to come? My mouth is obviously ready but if you'd prefer my tits I can add some saliva there too. Your wish is my command."

Bill panted, "Your mouth would be great."

Susan deposited still more saliva on his cock and looked up at him lewdly as her tongue moved the saliva around on his corona. She used two fingers to stroke the base of Bill's shaft while still keeping two fingers on his balls. Her lips teeth and tongue got more aggressive with his corona which noticeably increased his arousal. His hips rose off the bed in passion. She had him spurting into her mouth in less than thirty seconds.

Susan was curious about what Bill would want from her next but hoped it wouldn't be until the next morning. Almost before she knew it they were both falling asleep. 



Rich Man's Fantasy Ch. 02



Susan woke and was momentarily disoriented. The room was dark but she sensed it was morning. She was naked which was not how she normally slept. She could hear breathing from a person apparently sleeping next to her. 

In a few seconds she remembered she was in bed with her boyfriend Bill. They were in his downstairs bedroom. Last night had been the start of her first weekend as his full time submissive- that is, his submissive full time for the weekend which began Friday after work and would continue through 6PM on Sunday. That's why they were sleeping downstairs and why she was naked. Living in the lower level of his luxurious home for the weekend gave them a special setting for their alternative lifestyle.

Her right hand moved to her left wrist and her fingers encountered one of her leather cuffs- those were her only attire for sleeping. Her hand dropped to her Venus Mound and she confirmed the full extent of her nudity. Bill had left only a small landing strip when he'd shaved her Mound and pussy the prior evening.

She reflected on the evening and smiled. Her fingers went back to the cuffs and she marveled at how soft the custom made one inch wide bands felt. She could barely feel the lock that was sewn into each cuff. She hadn't seen the key but it must be tiny.

She wasn't sure what the Saturday activities would be. Bill had told her he wanted her to sunbathe topless by the pool. She was still a little self conscious about going out by the pool in such an exposed state but she knew the privacy afforded by the setting was virtually total. He'd said he wanted her to lose or at least soften the tan lines on her chest. They both knew that changing her tan lines would take multiple topless days in the sun so she might as well get used to being exposed. It was still undecided how often they'd share a submissive weekend but even if it was almost every week she'd need to spend most of the summer weekends topless to lose the tan lines.

Bill began to stir. They hadn't spoken about his expectations for the morning. Should she fondle his cock or offer a blow job? Since he hadn't given her instructions she decided to wait. Thinking about the blowjob she'd given Bill last evening brought a smile to her lips. She wondered if there was any of the dark red lipstick still on her lips or it had all been transferred onto his cock. She'd enjoyed being his submissive love slave and was looking forward to whatever Bill might require of her for the rest of the weekend. It was kinky and erotic. She was getting aroused thinking about having to learn submissive poses and living as a sex object with no responsibilities beyond doing as she was told. The demands of her career were delegated to others until Monday.

As Bill became fully awake he realized she was awake and said 'Good Morning' to her. She returned his greeting and after a slight pause said, "Do you have sexual needs you'd like me to address before we get up?"

"No, I'm fine for now. That was a great question. I think when we're downstairs you should ask me that question every morning."

"Okay. I will and, of course if you have needs I'll service them."

Bill told her to take care of her bathroom needs and join him in the Great Room for coffee and rolls. She asked what to wear and was told 'nothing except the heeled sandals.' She'd blushed but also felt herself getting aroused. She wasn't used to walking around naked and the sandals defined her nudity as sexual.

Susan came to breakfast nude as instructed. She couldn't help but feel nervous and glanced out the wall of windows more than once to confirm they were alone. Bill found her timidity amusing and said, "In the various times you've been in my house have you ever seen anybody outside- other than the gardener who has never worked on the weekends?"

"No. I know there shouldn't be anybody there. Walking around naked is new to me. I'm sure I'll get used to it."

"Please do. Later, when the pool is in the sun you'll be outside with just your bikini bottom on. I trust you won't balk and need a spanking."

"I'll try. Are you just pushing me to the point when you can claim I deserve a spanking?"

"No. I don't need a reason to spank you. I'm just surprised that you're so concerned about not having clothes on. There's no one around.'

The couple enjoyed their breakfast. Bill said that Susan should get dressed in some 'going out in public' clothes since he wanted to go shopping. When Susan questioned him about where they were going he replied very simply, 'the adult toy store'. She decided not to ask what they'd be purchasing but did wonder what she should wear to such a store. Bill volunteered to select her outfit.

He dressed her in a push up bra, bikini panties, a tight top, and pencil skirt. There was no visible cleavage but Susan felt self conscious since her breasts appeared two sizes larger than normal and the top showed them off. He was conservative in selecting 2" heels.

She extended her arms to him and said, "I can't wear leather cuffs in public. You'll get arrested." Bill nodded and said he was going to take them off. They couldn't be worn for sunbathing either. He produced a thin wire-like key and each cuff was easily clicked open and removed. 

Before leaving Bill guided Susan into the bedroom and told her to assume position 4. She hesitated but by eliminating the positions she'd already executed decided it was the kneeling pose with her ass pushed up. She dropped to the floor and tried to recall the details of how her body should look.

Bill said, "Very good. Now we're going to do something a little different. I have a rather small butt plug that I'm going to insert in your ass for our shopping trip. I'll use adequate lube so it won't hurt. It'll just give you something to think about." Holding up the modest plug for her inspection Bill continued, "It's important for you to get a good sense of the size of this plug. When we go to the store your job is to buy one that's bigger. Today you'll wear the small one. Tomorrow you'll wear the larger one. Tomorrow or on another day when I say it's time you'll go back to the same store to buy one that's larger."

"Oh my. I wasn't expecting that."

"Well, the sun isn't on the pool for another couple of hours. I thought shopping would be a good distraction for the morning. I'll be with you but the whole selection and payment transaction will be up to you. Take twenty dollars from the drawer. That should be more than enough. Since you don't have a purse or pockets I guess you'll just have to carry the cash and the change. We should get you as small purse for future shopping trips."

Susan held her kneeling position as she felt her skirt and panties being moved out of the way. Her ass was then lubed and penetrated by the soft vinyl plug. She found the plug easy to accommodate physically. They'd played with one or two plugs before so she was mentally okay with having it in her ass. Of course, their prior play had been limited to the bedroom. She fidgeted on the drive to the store as she steeled herself for the visit to a store she would normally not go near. 

Walking into a sex shop wearing a butt plug was a true mental challenge. As she entered the shop she wondered if the sales person could tell there was a plug in her ass. Was she walking differently? Did her face convey her secret? She guessed her big tits in the tight top would probably keep the clerk's attention above her waist. She tried very hard to act normally but was nervous and on edge the whole time.

Having selected a plastic wrapped butt plug from the store's large display of dildos and butt plugs bringing it to the counter was also difficult. She half expected the clerk to say something off color about her choice or to knowingly pronounce it a 'good choice'. She was spared any verbal taunting but the clerk's leering at her chest was unnerving. She knew he was visualizing her tits without her blouse and bra. He wasn't a bad looking guy but she wasn't in the mood to have anyone but Bill visually fuck her.

On the drive home Bill said, "You did very well. They make butt plugs in countless shapes and sizes. Perhaps we'll make a trip to that shop a regular downstairs activity. Each weekend you can go into the shop on Saturday to buy a new butt plug and after you wear each of them we'll make a display of your accomplishments from smallest to largest."

Susan replied calmly, "You really are perverted but I guess I am, too. My pussy is rather moist from my shopping adventure."

On their arrival back at Bill's house he said, "You can go into the bathroom to remove and wash off the plug. Put your shopping clothes away and put on your swim suit bottom and the sandals with the short heels. Bring your wide brimmed hat. We'll wait a little while before going out to the pool as the sun is just reaching that area. Let's put together a cheese tray for lunch and leave it in the refrigerator for later. After we fix the food you can read or watch TV for a half hour or so."

About 45 minutes later Bill said the pool area was now fully in the sun and it was time to go out and get some sun. He asked Susan for the two strongest SPF sunscreens she'd bought and told her to stand in the bathroom while he coated her body with the protective lotion. He used the highest SPF on her upper body since it was quite fair and the lesser protection on her legs.

When he was done Bill said, "I have a little surprise for you. You've seen many of my nipple clamps but I have something a little different for you today. I know a jewelry craftsman whose specialty is creating jewelry that's not what you'd see in a store. I had him make two diamond pieces for your nipples. They're not really clamps but obviously they have to fit snuggly on your nipples to stay in place. Stand here in the light so I can put them on."

Bill teased Susan's left nipple into an erect state and brought a sparkling circular piece of diamond jewelry to her nipple. It seemed to have a noose style loop underneath which he fitted over her nipple and tightened. As he worked the jewelry into place Bill said, "Your tits are great. I love their size, of course, but their shape is also perfect and your nipples are fantastic even without diamonds."

As Susan looked down the end of her nipple was visible but her areola was essentially covered by several carats of mid- sized diamonds. Each diamond had to be at least a quarter carat and there were well over twenty stones set on radiating spokes of white gold or platinum. Aside from the brilliance of the piece Susan could sense its weight. She was shocked at Bill's extravagance in having bought two frivolous pieces of custom made jewelry.

Before she knew it he was affixing the second jeweled circle to her other nipple. As he did he said, "I think your tits are going to look spectacular in the sun. Just imagine how the sun is going to make the diamonds light up. If I'm right somebody on the far side of the valley is going to wonder what's catching the sun up here on the patio. With the right binoculars maybe he'll get a little long distance thrill."

Susan said, "How you could justify spending so much on nipple jewelry? I don't even want to guess at what these cost."

"The cost isn't important. Besides, the diamonds can always be re-set into another piece of jewelry so the only real cost is the design and crafting of the pieces. Even the gold can be melted down and reused so maybe the net non-recoverable cost is perhaps $1000. That's only $500 per nipple. Seeing each of your nipples highlighted by blazing diamonds in the sun is well worth $500."

"You're sick and I don't particularly want some pervert staring at my tits through binoculars but I am a little intrigued at the thought of having diamonds on my nipples. I suspect I don't know anybody that's ever had diamond nipple jewelry-much less custom made pieces with several carats of perfect stones. We'll see how it goes with the sun. What if they reflect so much that I get sunburned on my nipples- like the solar electric generation systems they're setting up in the desert?"

"Obviously, we'll have to mind your sun exposure. Nobody wants you to have burned nipples. Let's take some reading material and mind the clock. A half hour of exposure should be safe and then we'll check on your nipples. If they're okay we'll go for another half hour. When they've had enough sun I'll personally cool them off with my mouth."

Bill picked up two short erotic novels and told Susan she could pick which one she wanted. The couple went out to the pool area with Susan very self conscious about her topless condition with her nipples sporting large diamond highlights. To Bill's great delight the diamonds caught the sun and sparkled brilliantly. He insisted that she walk around the pool area so that he could stare at her breasts as they caught the sun from different angles. She looked incredibly sexy as she walked and he told her so. She was pleased by his compliment and stood a little taller as she flaunted her topless body for him. She cupped her breasts and fondled them making the jewelry move so that the sun hit the facets of the diamonds in countless ways. Little rainbows of blues greens and yellows moved about on the deck in front of Bill but his eyes were locked onto her brilliant tits. After a few minutes he indicated that she could sit and read.

From the two novels Bill offered Susan picked one with a Victorian theme. She read for a few minutes and said, "With your perverted mind you'll probably enjoy hearing that it's difficult to read because my nipples keep blinding me with bright flashes of light as my body moves slightly. Every time I breathe my chest moves and the sun glints off of the diamonds differently."

"You're right. It is arousing that your nipples are flashing in the sun. I can see the random flashes. How do your nipples feel? Is there any problem with the loops being too tight or with heat from the reflected light?

"No. They're fine. They're just too flashy for reading in the sun. If you'll mind the time so I don't get burned perhaps I'll close my eyes and take a little nap."

"Okay. Your nipples are safe with me."

"That's funny. They don't feel safe. You're the one who has strapped diamond reflectors on them and won't let them hide under clothes."

"They shouldn't be wasted under clothes. I love to stare at them and it's nice to have them available for play. Close your eyes. In about twenty minutes I'll take care of you."

Susan didn't know how much time elapsed and but after a while Bill roused her and extended his hand to help her stand. She followed his lead as he walked with her to a straight backed chair near the railing. She hadn't noticed the chair before but now felt it seemed out of place since it didn't match the other patio furniture. It had a flat seat cushion and a larger cushion on the seat back. The large cushion seemed too thick for the chair and left only a small seating area.

Bill gestured for Susan to sit which she did. She felt she was sitting at the front edge of the seat. The chair's height also seemed a little off but she held off making any comments. She noted that Bill was removing his bathing suit and that his cock was erect.

Bill said, "This is our tit fucking chair. Based on the measurements from the seamstress I had the length of the legs adjusted so my cock should align perfectly with your beautiful tits." As he spoke he reached for a bottle of baby oil and lubed the inner slopes of Susan's breasts as well as his cock. He then added, "Even though my body will block the sun from your nipples I thought that fucking your tits while your nipples are covered in diamonds was an experience I couldn't miss. Bring your hands up and give my cock a great new pussy."

Susan squeezed Bill's cock between her slippery tits and said, "Enjoy. I'm willing to bet you've never fucked such extravagantly bejeweled tits. Do they feel good? The diamonds are really an obscene touch of decadence."

"They feel fantastic. Adding decadence to your tits is sexually unnecessary but I'm visually enjoying the diamonds while my nerves are being overloaded by your soft skin. Your tits are absolutely great."

Bill's cock slid up and down in the tunnel Susan created for him. She eased up on the pressure of her hands and then after 10 to 15 seconds increased it again. "Which do you prefer? Should I try to pump the semen out of you by really pressing my soft tits on you or should I use less pressure and tease it out?"

"Either is great. For the moment let's go with teasing so that perhaps I can last an extra stroke or two. Your tits are just too sexy for me. With pressure or not I'm going to cum very soon."

Susan said, "Perhaps I'll open my mouth and extend my tongue to give you a teasing target." She lowered her head and held her mouth open with her tongue out.

That was just enough to push Bill over the edge. His cock exploded between Susan's bulging tits. Only a small amount of semen spurted weakly from her cleavage and oozed onto the upper surfaces of her breasts. She teased him that he needed practice as he certainly had fallen short of her target.

He agreed that practice was important but also chided her that if she pressed her tits more firmly he'd get more distance. She smiled and said, "I'll squeeze harder next time. It's actually more complicated than just my squeezing. To avoid being smothered by my tits you've got to cum when your cock is at the top of your stroke. Distance is also dictated by how horny you are and whether you've cum recently. Perhaps each weekend we should try for a new record distance. If you want me to do my best perhaps you should reward me for good results." She paused and then said, "Maybe I should get $500 per inch for anything over 6 inches or $500 for a direct mouth hit."

"You're certainly a tough negotiator but I love the idea. As you said Five hundred an inch beyond 6 and the same for your mouth is fine. That can be a Saturday morning routine."

Susan cleaned off her tits. Bill removed the diamond jewelry and Susan's bikini bottom suggesting they go for a swim. They held hands as they walked into the cool water and Bill kissed Susan passionately. He told her how much he was enjoying his weekend with her. She agreed and added that he'd already surprised her several times. "I expected to be bound and bent over most of the time with my ass getting swatted." 

Bill replied, "There's still lots of time left for that." They swam independently for a few minutes until Bill closed in on Susan in the shallow end of the pool. He fondled her ass and breasts under water- complimenting her on her great body. As always he paid a lot of attention to her tits. Using his hands and mouth he gently played with her breasts under water and above. He particularly enjoyed when they were out of the water- wet and sexy with the sun glistening off of the water droplets. From his inspection and Susan's responses he concluded the diamonds hadn't hurt her sensitive nipples.

Exiting the pool Bill stayed naked which impliedly told Susan she would be too. They had a light lunch of wine, cheese and French bread under the shade of a large umbrella. As they finished Bill said, "I loved the diamonds. I have to admit that I probably went a little too far with the quantity of stones but I wanted them to really sparkle."

Susan replied, "You certainly could have used fewer diamonds. Aside from the expense it felt as if I was carrying weights on my nipples."

"Well, some of my nipple clamps have weights so that's not really too significant a complaint. When I ordered them from my jeweler I was aware of my going overboard with the diamonds so I also had these made."

Bill opened a small jewelry box to reveal two spherical shaped diamond covered pieces. Each globe was about a three quarters of an inch in diameter. The diamonds were set immediately next to each other to form the three dimensional circular shape with one thin chain of a little less than an inch in length extending outward to a slot in the velvet lined box. Susan thought each of the diamonds was in the quarter to half carat range meaning each sphere was very valuable. The pieces looked like earrings to Susan but she suspected they were probably for her nipples so she merely said, "Wow."




Rich Man's Fantasy Ch. 02



Bill continued, "They have clear loops like the others. As before, they need to be snug on your nipples but not tight like clamps. The spheres will hang about an inch below your nipples on the little platinum chains and dangle nicely in the sun. At the end of the pool season I'll have them converted into earrings for you. You see- I can be frugal."

As he fitted the new jewelry onto Susan's nipples Bill said, "These clear loops are just temporary. I have to measure the diameter of your nipples when they're erect and my jewelry guy will make platinum nipple cuffs that will hold the jewelry. He has a patent pending on the design but each one is custom fitted to the nipple in question. I actually have to measure each of your nipples separately since they're probably different. He lent me his micrometer to do the measurements. Obviously I'll tease your nipples into their most erect state before measuring you. The cuffs should keep you erect and be a classy addition to the jewelry.

"There will be three sets of cuffs. One set will be for the large diamond circles you wore before lunch and one for these spheres. He'll be making a third set that will merely be cuffs that you'll wear without any other jewelry- they'll hold your nipples in their erect state without cutting off your circulation so you can wear them for extended periods. They're essentially 'nipple bondage' rather than jewelry."

Bill hesitated and then added, "I love seeing your erect nipples. I think the cuffs will be able to be worn under a thin bra and tight tee producing great nipple bumps for when we go out. We'll see how the cuffs work and I'll give you a veto if the nipple bump look is too obscene for you to handle. For now the cuffs are just something to think about."

With the diamond spheres in place Susan was immediately aware of their dangling weight. They weren't painful but she was reminded of their presence continuously as the globes moved and swung against her breasts. Because they hung below her nipples the spheres weren't as visible to Susan as the circular jewelry had been but if she bent over even slightly she could see them quite well. Bill's jeweler was very talented; the spheres seemed perfectly round in shape but faceted by diamonds. Each diamond seemed to touch all of those that surrounded it except at the top where the chain emerged. Even in the shade Susan could see the brilliance of the diamonds as they caught the light. She guessed she had $10,000 hanging off each nipple but knew that wasn't important to Bill. He simply wanted an over the top bling effect.

Bill said it was time to move into the sun so he'd give Susan another coating of sunscreen. He started with her breasts being careful not to soil the diamonds. He then used broader strokes to cover her body from head to toe with the protective lotion. Perhaps using the lotion as an excuse Bill fondled and felt every inch of Susan's body as she stood passively next to the table. He complimented her body as he ran his hands over her upper thighs and ass saying that besides the beauty to the eye he was enjoying the feel of her well toned muscles. He told her how he was visualizing having sex with her as his hands felt her athletic strength. He also commented on how her nipples were beautifully accentuated by their new diamond accessories.

Susan was embarrassed by his repeated compliments but always pleased to hear them. She was also turned on by his full body massage to the point that she would have loved another application of the lotion. As his submissive lover she couldn't suggest going to bed instead of sunning but she wanted to do exactly that. As they went out into the sunny area of the pool deck she struck several poses for him to show off her new diamonds. They gleamed brightly in the sun. She also found the varying pull of the dangling weights to be a constant tease.

The couple moved to their lounge chairs and picked up the erotic books that they'd had in the morning. Susan's novel started off with a scene in which a beautiful princess was being held for ransom. The author described her being bound and raped by several of her guards in explicit detail. Susan re-read several paragraphs as she found the scene very arousing. She couldn't help but think of herself as the princess. Her thoughts moved to her current situation and she focused on the parallels in the story lines. She was being held captive for the weekend and was subject to Bill's sexual demands at any time. He'd bound her in leather cuffs and suggested that he might bind her and spank her. She had to laugh at her weak analogy since Bill had bought her diamonds, given her several great orgasms and hadn't raped her. He was a little kinky but certainly not threatening.

After less than an hour in the sun Bill told Susan it was time to go inside. He removed the diamonds and told her to shower and fix her hair and make-up.

When she was done he put the wrist cuffs on her. He then added matching ankle cuffs which she hadn't seen before and brought her into the bedroom. He'd stripped the coverlet and top sheet off of the bed so it was more of a padded platform than a place to sleep. Susan noticed there were now leather straps hanging from each of the four bed posts. The straps had a clip at the end and seemed to have an adjustment clip near the post.

In less than a minute Bill had Susan's arms and legs bound to the bedposts. He adjusted the length of each strap so that while comfortable her movement was limited to only an inch or two in any direction. He then produced a leather blindfold and Susan found herself bound, helpless and very turned on.

Bill reached to Susan's left nipple and teased it between his thumb and forefinger. Susan gasped with arousal at his touch. He alternated his teasing from light touches to strong pinching for at least a minute and then said, "I'm going to put some suction cups on your nipples. The suction shouldn't hurt; if it does you need to tell me."

Susan felt Bill's fingers leave her for a few seconds and then felt something soft surround her nipple. In a few seconds she felt her nipple being drawn up into the device. It wasn't painful but not being able to see what was happening made Susan very nervous. In her mind her sensitive nipple had just been connected to a giant milking machine. She knew that wasn't true but the uncertainty of what the device actually was like kept her on edge.

Bill was soon teasing her other nipple and she knew it was shamelessly becoming erect just like its twin. She again felt the strange device being applied followed by the suction that she'd felt on her left nipple. Bill said, "I'm going to leave your nipples in the suction while I attend to other things. After ten or twenty minutes I expect your nipples will have enlarged dramatically. They'll also be very sensitive. The results are temporary. I'm not sure how long your enhanced state will last but don't worry you'll go back to normal."

Susan was incredibly turned on by Bill's threats to her sensitive nipples. She felt they were already just about perfect in size. Bill had often told her how great they were but now she was helpless and he was enlarging them for his pleasure. He might keep the suction in place for a few minutes or for much longer.

She was frightened but also aroused by the thought of having bigger nipples. Bill said it would be temporary but what could he know. They might stay in their stretched state. Bill couldn't be sure they'd return to their original size.

Bill took Susan totally by surprise when he said, "In a few minutes I'll increase the suction a little. Your nipples are already expanding into the vacuum beautifully." 

He told her he had some perfumed body lotion that he would apply to her legs while her nipples were being enhanced. In the past she'd loved his applying lotion to her legs but currently she could only think about her nipples. She wanted to know how much her nipples had expanded already but of course the blindfold prevented that. She wondered how large increased suction might make them. Her mind ran through nightmarish scenarios of her nipples being permanently swollen at 2 or 3 times their prior perfect plump size. Bill would love them that way but she'd never be comfortable wearing a form fitting top in public again.

Susan was aware of Bill's applying the warmed lotion to her lower legs and hoped he would move up to her inner thighs as she was quite aroused by everything he was doing. To her surprise his fingers left her legs and she heard the distinctive sound of a tissue being pulled from its dispenser. She assumed he was cleaning off his hands and not finishing her legs. That was puzzling. Soon she realized his fingers were back at her left nipple. After some movement of the device clamped on her nipple she winced as the suction increased markedly. Her other nipple received the same treatment and again she winced at the stronger pull of the device. It wasn't painful but it certainly was significant suction. After a few seconds Susan realized that the continuous, relentless aspect of the suction was just as important as the degree of pull. How long would Bill stretch her like this? What must her soft sensitive nipples look like now as the devices pulled at them continuously?

Without any comment Bill resumed his casual application of lotion to Susan's legs. She remained totally focused on hopes and fears of what was happening to her nipples. She was also very aware of how aroused she was and hoped Bill would bring his hands to her needy pussy. Instead, he continued his leisurely massage of her legs. He was reaching the more erogenous areas of her inner thighs which gave her some hope that he'd play with her pussy when he ran out of leg.

After several minutes Bill seemed to complete his teasing work with the lotion as marked by the telltale whoosh of two tissues being pulled from the box and the faint sound of the tissues being used on his fingers. Susan sensed Bill's body moving up on the bed and imagined his inspection of her nipples. She couldn't be sure of what he was doing since he didn't touch her but she felt his head was near her chest.

Finally, Bill spoke. "I'm going to remove the suction cups from your nipples and I'm going to ravish your very swollen nipples. You may find the removal and my attention a little intense but in due course I expect you'll have one or perhaps two crashing orgasms. You're not going to see your nipples. I think it's more exciting for you to fantasize about how big they must be. I will tell you that right now in the suction they're absolutely huge. When I remove the cups the size will reduce significantly but I anticipate they'll still be spectacular. They'll eventually go back to normal. Needless to say I plan on enjoying them with my mouth. Don't expect me to leave them alone after your first orgasm. I know you'll be super-sensitive but they'll just be too great for me to stop. At some point, when I've gotten too horny to continue I'll leave your nipples and get my sexual relief between your legs but until then your nipples are mine."

Susan was hugely aroused by everything he said but frustrated by being denied a look at her nipples. Bill was not only a pervert but devious as well. She'd be wondering how large her nipples had been for a long time and would probably get aroused every time she thought about how he'd stretched her. At the moment she was anxious for him to remove the cups but apprehensive about the pain she expected. She was also conflicted about the prospect of receiving more attention from his mouth than she wanted. She wanted to climax but wasn't so sure how being forced to have a second orgasm was going to feel. Of course, this was all beyond her control.

Pain enveloped Susan's left nipple as the suction in the cup was relived and the cup was removed. A few seconds later similar pain hit her right nipple. The pain on both sides was strong but manageable. She could sense that her nipples were incredibly sensitive and imagined that any contact by Bill's mouth was going to be electric. She visualized them as being huge and 'angry' looking from the cups and imagined how lustfully Bill must be staring at them.

His wet tongue attacked her right nipple and Susan felt her whole body tense. Her nipple was as sensitive as an open wound. The feeling was more intense than any sexual touch she'd ever received and it wasn't clear to her whether it was pleasure or pain she was feeling. Within a few seconds the sensations turned decidedly pleasurable and Susan could feel her pussy clenching and wanting attention. If Bill would touch her there she'd climax very soon. Without any contact at her pussy or clit she could feel herself aching with arousal but wasn't sure if she could cum.

Bill's fingers touched her left nipple and teased it between two fingers. She jerked at the new nerve impulses that were again a confusion of pain and pleasure. Assuming her nipple wasn't actually sore she looked forward to the pleasurable sensation overcoming the pain. 

Bill was very excited and seemed almost out of control as he attacked her swollen nubs. She loved that her body got him so hot but couldn't help but wonder if her nipples would be sore all week. His passion flowed through his tongue and teeth into her right nipple while the rough treatment by his fingers on her left side was pushing her ever closer to orgasm. Her hips continued to fuck the air seeking some contact at or near her pussy.

Much to Susan's relief Bill placed his free hand on her Venus Mound and slid it lower cupping the front of her pussy with his fingers. Using the tips of his finger to open her hairless wet slit he was able to straddle her clit with two fingers as she pushed against him. Within a few seconds Susan enjoyed a crashing orgasm just as Bill had told her she would. She thrashed mindlessly as every muscle in her body tensed and then released in fatigue.

Susan would normally push Bill away after such an orgasm but of course was prevented from doing anything by her bindings. She panted a plea that he give her a few moments of peace. His hand backed off her pussy but he remained fixated on her enhanced nipples and didn't slow his oral exploration. His mouth continued to taunt her swollen right nipple for half a minute and then moved to her left which was just as big. He tongued passionately all around her huge nipple- effectively using his tongue to feel the size of her nub in its enhanced condition. Its size and Susan's writhing under his assault aroused him further.

Susan endured Bill's attack. Gradually her hyper sensitivity seemed to fade and his attention became more pleasant than threatening. She continued to wonder how much her nipples had grown and tried to gauge their size through the size of Bill's fingers and tongue but her efforts were fruitless. She concluded that Bill's reaction was all that mattered. He obviously thought they were sexual candy.

Once past her initial sensitivity Susan loved Bill's excitement and her passion started to re-build. Bill was treating her like a sex object and she loved it. In many ways this was the weekend she'd hoped for; pure sex with a horny guy who appreciated her body and took pleasure in using it sexually. She'd probably never tell Bill but this was much sexier than having diamonds hanging from your nipples. Being helpless with your lover doing whatever turned him on was great. While he probably wasn't thinking of her pleasure she'd already enjoyed long foreplay and an earth shattering orgasm and was well along toward another.

After prolonged attention to her breasts and nipples Bill started groping her hips and ass. He grabbed a handful of her ass and kneaded it forcefully murmuring his approval as he moved his hands and grabbed her again. "Your tits are my obsession, but you also have a great ass. I don't tell you that often enough. Great ass and legs." Bill was manhandling Susan's lower body and seemed to get more excited as he felt a combination of her fleshy ass and her pelvic bone.

To Susan he seemed to be nearing the point at which he wanted sexual release. She was ready to accommodate him as the thought of his cock pounding into her was very appealing. There wasn't much she could do to help but she thought a little verbal encouragement might speed things up. She said, "You can enjoy anything you want but my pussy is ready willing and wet for you. It's been squeezing with nothing to grab onto. It's hoping that a big cock will plunge in so it can milk it dry."

Bill moved his body and spread Susan's legs apart as he responded, "I'm available." He climbed over her leg and positioned his groin between her thighs. He then moved forward and speared her welcoming pussy which was more than wet and an easy target. Susan gasped as he buried his cock in her to his balls. After a momentary pause at full depth he withdrew almost all of the way and thrust back into her forcefully prompting a grunt from his partner. Bill ground his hips against her before withdrawing for another thrust and then adopted a smoother pattern of deep penetrating strokes followed by slow withdrawals. Susan and Bill both made unintelligible sounds of passion as he fucked her hard and deep.

He only lasted about a minute. His pent up need gradually overwhelmed him and he came violently as he made a final strong thrust into her and then held his fully buried position. Bill supported most of his weight on his arms as his cock spurted with several decreasing amounts of cum deep inside of Susan and his excitement resolved. Finally, in a weakened state Bill struggled to lift himself off of his lover and collapsed on the bed next to her. His arm embraced her and he told her how much he'd enjoyed her body.

Susan timidly asked if she could remove her blindfold. He refused telling her she had to wait a few minutes. A little later he told Susan to hold still and he'd remove the blindfold. He reached up and took it off for her smiling as he watched her eyes immediately go to her nipples. He noted that as she could see they were still somewhat swollen and rather red from his attention to them.

"Were they much bigger before?"

"Yes. When the cups came off they were significantly bigger and they stayed so in my mouth but I think they've gradually retreated over the past few minutes when I wasn't playing with them anymore. As I said before I think it's sexier for you to not know how large I can make them. All you need to know is that the suction makes them VERY attractive to me."

"Okay. I guess you're right. I did enjoy your excitement."

Bill told Susan he would release her to take a shower and relax in the bedroom. He explained that he had a caterer coming to prepare and serve dinner. They'd be arriving for the prep work at 6PM and would serve at 7PM, leaving at 7:45 after doing most of the clean up. Susan could wear her 'going out of the house' clothes for dinner.

They enjoyed a pleasant dinner by the pool followed by some wine and conversation. As it neared bedtime Bill brought Susan inside and they made love in a normal fashion with no kink.

For most of Sunday Susan wore only her bikini bottoms, sunscreen and a large sun hat. During the morning her outfit was augmented by the butt plug she'd bought on Saturday but of course that wasn't visible. Bill made it clear that he expected to fuck Susan's ass at some point but wanted her to become more comfortable with larger plugs before he'd penetrate her with his cock. In the late morning Bill told Susan to go inside to remove the butt plug and to return with the diamond spheres. On her return Bill attached the dangling jewelry and enjoyed her sparkling tits in the bright sun. She wore them through lunch in and for another 30 minutes afterwards when Bill removed them so they could swim.

The couple spent several hours in the sun on the patio interspersed with some breaks in the pool and under the patio's large umbrellas. Bill was no longer horny but enjoyed being in the company of a sexy topless woman. Susan was aware of his frequent glances at her bare chest and was almost amused by how simply a man could be satisfied.




Rich Man's Fantasy Ch. 02



In the late afternoon Bill told Susan to shower and fix her hair and make-up. He showered and dressed in only silk boxers. When she'd done that he left her naked and offered her a glass of wine. They kissed and his cock was soon quite erect.

Bill guided Susan into the Great Room and directed her to assume position three using the love seat for support. Bending over with her ass pushed out Susan wasn't surprised to feel Bill's hands all over her ass and hips his erect cock was rubbed against the crack of her ass. She ground her ass against him sensuously and he slid up and down a little- enjoying her ass cheeks. After teasing his cock with a little exterior contact Bill used a hand to guide his cock into Susan's pussy from behind. She was wet and willing.

Bill's hands grabbed her hips for control and drove into her violently. He fucked her hard using long powerful strokes. Susan tightened her grasp on the love seat and wondered if they'd move it half way across the room with his pounding movements. Actually it only moved a few inches as Bill's passion overwhelmed him and he climaxed much sooner than either of them expected.

After recovering from the peak of his orgasm Bill withdrew and the couple visited the bathroom to clean up. Bill confessed that he was sexually exhausted and gave Susan her choice of staying naked or putting on a silk robe. She opted for the robe and Bill put on his matching robe. Susan noted that it was more covering than she'd had all weekend.

Bill called attention to the time reminding Susan that their downstairs weekend would end at 6PM. She replied that the time didn't matter; she was in no rush to return to the pressures of real life.

They shared a simple supper and watched TV after dinner. In the late evening Susan inquired if Bill would like a blow job to cap off the weekend. To their mutual surprise he declined saying he was truly spent