7 comments/ 103225 views/ 27 favorites Fantasies Revealed By: 4nickeightor "Honey, I found some stories on the laptop. Do you know who wrote them?" My wife woke me with. "What stories?" I lied. I knew she must be talking about the xxx stories I had written about my fantasies but I had never intended for anyone to read them. "Well, I was looking for my resume to update and I stumbled onto some sex stories that someone must have written. And if it wasn't me that only leaves..." My eyes were barely open and I wasn't ready to have a conversation like this. "I don't know what you're talking about." I tried to mumble out but I knew my red face was giving my away. "Don't be embarrassed honey." She cooed. "There's nothing wrong with having dirty fantasies. In fact I think it would bring us closer if we could explore some of these together. How could she expect me not to be embarrassed? Most of my stories revolved around me being humiliated in some way or another. "I really don't know what you're talking about." I tried again feebly, but I knew she'd never believe me. "Its okay." She started again. "I don't want you to feel too embarrassed, at least not yet." She joked. "I'd love to help you explore some of these but you have to bear with me, I'm not used to playing this kinky yet. "Honey, don't worry about it. They're just stupid fantasies, I love you and I'd never dream about being with anyone else." "I know you love me honey, and I love you, and that's why I want to help you explore some of these fantasies. We've experienced a lot of new things together. We've been places in life I never dreamed we'd be. And now I want to be part of those fantasies of yours." "You are part of my fantasies babe." I argued. And it was the truth. No one had ever made me feel the way she had. She was the love of my life and I dreamed about her all the time. But I always saw her as being 'too good' to be brought down to my level. Maybe it was because I secretly felt that my degrading fantasies made me not good enough in some way. And I tried to explain this but my words were stumbling in my mouth like it was full of oatmeal. "You don't need to feel embarrassed honey." She started again. " Lots of people have kinky fantasies. And I've known for a long time that you wanted to be dominated but I never knew how to do it. But after reading your stories, I'm starting to understand what you would like. Now if you're ready to give me a chance put on these handcuffs." I hadn't noticed them there attached to the bedposts. And it wasn't long before she had me securely cuffed. "Now, I've noticed some common themes in your stories. Seems you dream of a woman with a strap on having her way with you." She started to say as she retreated to the closet. "Now I know you're probably not ready to take this in the ass quite yet, but you will be after we take the time to stretch you ass out." She threatened. "So for today we'll start off by teaching you how to suck it." I started to protest but was quickly silenced by a 8 inch strap on being thrust down my throat. "Now, in your stories the woman wasn't gentle with her face fucking and I'm not going to be either. You will gag, you might cry but you are going to learn how to get this down your throat." She said menacingly as she gripped the back of my head. She was rough with me and I mean really rough. I spent the next twenty minutes having my throat thoroughly fucked. Every time I gagged led to the strap on getting pulled from my throat only to be slapped roughly across the face. Tears escaped my eyes, my throat felt like hell and I had never had a harder erection in my life. "Oh wow, I had no idea how much this would turn you on." She said noticing my rock hard cock. "Is that thing gonna be good for anything?" She asked as she began to climb down me. Removing the strap on she began to slide her dripping pussy over my cock. "You don't get off that easy though." She said as she pulled a dildo out of her drawer and pushed it past my lips. It was like she was using that dildo as a handle or like the horn of a saddle, as she rode me pushing her weight onto the dildo forcing it further down my throat with every thrust. We fucked like that for what seemed like eternity and probably wasn't very long at all I was so turned on before I came, firing a bigger load than I ever had before all over my wife's precious pussy. "Oh wow." She said as she realized just how much I had cum. "You never cum that much. You must have really enjoyed that. "I did." I gasped, my throat killing me. "Well, if you liked that, you'll love this." She cooed as she slowly began to climb back up my body. "What are you doing?" I asked nervously, although I was fairly sure I knew the answer. "Another common theme in your stories is being forced to eat cum and I think it's a great idea. I mean guys have expected women to swallow forever, why shouldn't you bitch. I began to protest. I mean yes, I have always dreamed of having her force me to eat cum but the desire to taste it always leaves immediately after cumming. Well, like I say, I BEGAN to protest. But my feeble protests were cut very short as she lowered her dripping, cum filled pussy on my face. I gagged all over again but when she saw how quickly it made my cock get hard again I knew it wasn't the last time I'd be eating my cum. Fantasies Revealed Ch. 01 Note: Please understand that while the subjects covered in this storyline are indeed fantasies of mine, none have been lived out so reality may indeed be far different than what I imagine and write. On top of that I'm not a trained writer so I'm positive there is room for improvement. _________________________________________ I'd had the urges for years, and to be honest, I thought I'd never see them realized. As the years began to pass quicker I began to yearn more and more to realize these fantasies and feelings. I intentionally pushed the issue so that my wife would 'find' all of my hidden sites, pictures, movies and stories. Maybe I hoped that life would play out like many of the stories I'd read and gotten off too. Perhaps she would share some of these same feelings and I wouldn't destroy my marriage in my pursuit of kink. I installed a program that would record any actions on my system so that I could better track when she was on and looking around. She'd come along way in regards to computer use, but she still wasn't a rocket jockey on them. I left a few mild trails for her and saw that she bit on them after about a week. She'd gone so far as to look into them and other similar sites on her own rig, gotta love home networks. So she either found the female domination interesting or so revolting she had to research the matter to decide what to do with my 'sick' self. After about two weeks I noticed that she was looking on my rig for more 'secret' folders and files, so I gave her some. I threw up a couple folders of female on male strap on sex and some light stories about guys being 'forced' to have anal sex and role reversal role playing going on. These proved to ignite a wild fire. Her internet use that focused on these subjects actually out stripped her shopping online. In addition our sex life blew up. She was initiating sex now and was very into it. She developed a distinct preference for the cowgirl position and began to hesitantly and lightly probe my anal area. Her 'accidents' in touching there became more frequent and lasted longer as I moaned at her touch or arched my body in response for more of her touch. After three months I'd given up on her ever taking the next step in any of the fantasies I'd left for her to find and relegated myself to just enjoying the increase in sex. I figured that she had let her inhibitions stop her yet again. Since I'd never cheat on her I went back to the old routine of masturbation and self anal play to fill my kink desires. As it turns out I was wrong on many accounts in regards to my wife and her reactions and acceptance of my fantasy life. The following illustrates just how wrong I was and where it all led the both of us. Life started to change this last November. It was the week of Thanksgiving, the night before actually. We were both off for the next 4 days which was a rare thing given our schedules and work sectors. We never seemed to mesh on holidays in regards to our jobs. This year was a welcome change to the routine. I'd been home for several hours by the time she got home from work. My normal schedule was to surf and masturbate, then move on and get some housework done before cooking dinner. Today was a particularly good session as I had found a set of clips and story that closely mirrored the action and my orgasms were intense. A nice calm and relaxed state had engulfed me and had lasted until she'd actually made it home. She came through the door and gave me a deep kiss that was a change from the every night greeting. After we parted I could see that glimmer in her eye and just knew I was going to have fun after the dishes were done tonight. "Someone is in a good mood tonight." I laugh as I tweak her nipple and get a low moan. Yes indeed it was going to be a good night. "I can't help it. I've been thinking of our long weekend together and how long it's been since we've had this much time together." She gave me a smirk as she teasingly groped my crotch and kissed me again. Dinner was a hurried thing as her eyes and body language oozed lust. She really had been thinking about this all day and was ready to take what she'd been thinking about all this time. After dinner I was rushing to get the dishes done and the food put away. Getting it all done quickly I hit the living room and turned on the tube to see how things would play out. I didn't want her to think I was rushing her or pressuring her to have sex since that would turn things cold rather quick. She brought me out a cold can of Dew and told me to relax a bit as she was going to take a quick bath and then she wanted me to come to the bed room. That was all it took to fill my cock completely which brought forth a happy giggle from her lips. I took a long drink as I watched her naked ass sway towards the bathroom. The next thing I know I'm groggily waking up and find myself naked and bound to something. A hood covers my head and it feels that it's solid except for my nose and mouth area. My body was arranged so that I was in a doggy style position and spread. My wrists, ankles and thighs were tied or strapped down and I could feel a thick strap around my waist. As I became more awake and aware I took greater stock of myself. I realized I'd been drugged and also realized that the stale plastic taste in my mouth wasn't an after effect of the drugs but from the gag that was strapped in place. My ass was also full, it had apparently been stuffed with a plug and a very large and well lubed one at that. I noticed a slight change in the sounds in the room and realized that someone had just entered where I was being held. In a panic I tried to get free or at least loose from my helpless state. "Struggle all you want dear, you won't get out of that." Came my wife's lust filled voice. "That is right, this is exactly like what that one story related isn't it?" I must have stiffened when she said this as she let loose a derisive laugh. "Yes, I found all of those hidden folders and websites. It all shocked me at first and I felt betrayed. I thought that I hadn't been pleasing you and that you were getting your enjoyment without me and that hurt. Then it hit me one day!" I could hear her moving around me as she spoke and my skin began to come to life in anticipation of a touch, be it soft or harsh. "I didn't find those things because I was good or sneaky on your computer. You let me find them. You wanted me too. I realized that you were telling me but in a way that would defuse the situation, and that's when I began to think about it and really enjoy what you had introduced me too. I have to say that I wish you had shared this with me years ago, and I haven't even done anything to or with you yet. Just thinking about it has had me on the edge of sexual frenzy for the last few hours." I knew I stiffened then. Hours?! What the hell had she drugged me with and what exactly was I in for now that the cat was out of the bag? Her laugh was more teasing than derisive, but it still caused a mix of fear and anger in me. "Yes dear I said hours. I had a great deal of work to get done and needed you to be unaware and compliant for what I know you want. Well now I'm going to give you what you have wanted, however I'm going to give it to you in a way that pleases me and only what pleases me. I know that my little hidden slutboy will love it regardless." I felt her hand come down on the back of my hood encased head. With a sharp tug she pulled my head up and talked to me right beside my ear. "This is what is going to happen for the remainder of the holiday. You will do everything I tell you to do. If you don't we will never play at your fantasies again, if we even have sex again. I promise that I won't truly hurt you in anyway, but your boundaries will be pushed and discovered. In doing that you may not like me much, but know that I do love you and don't want to lose you. I can't take you not being honest and open with me though so this is how you make up for it." She let my head go suddenly and the downward jerk jolted me almost as much as her words. "It's your choice dear. Nod if you agree or shake it no if you want out of it all." My nod came right on the end of her words and brought forth a sigh of relief and a real laugh for the first time since I woke up. "I'd hoped you would see it like this. These fantasies of yours, at one point I would have argued that they were gross and belittled myself or women in general. After exploring them more I have to say that they in fact do the opposite, and I intend to enjoy it all. I hope that you enjoy them as well, but then that part is now secondary." As she finished the blows began to rain down upon my naked ass cheeks. Not terribly hard, but enough to sting and know that she was whipping me with something........a riding crop perhaps? The physical and emotional feelings ran rampant within me. I rode a wave of lust and doubt, hurt and passion. My cock went up and down, rising and shriveling with the tides of inner turmoil. Then the butt plug began to vibrate and I went rock solid and the blows vanished leaving behind only the memory and the warm glow they left on my skin as a reminder of just what predicament I was in, and I found that I did indeed like it. I liked it a lot. My thoughts were broken by something soft yet firm lightly tracing the underside of my cock and my hanging balls. The touch was wonderful and elicited an exited moan from me through my gag. This continued for a time and I loved it. It all ended in a heartbeat though as a mild strike to my cock forced a squeal of pain and surprise from me. In turn my squeal brought forth an electrifying laugh from my wife. "Oh god! I nearly had an orgasm watching you as I slapped that prick of yours. Honey I, WE, are going to have soooo much fun with this. My pussy is so wet it's running down my thighs and I haven't even touched myself there yet!" The slaps to my cock and balls remained light but enough to sting and make me try to escape them. They came quicker and quicker until my entire groin was alight with a mild heat. My cock had gone limp but my level of horniness had gone up. The feelings in my ass had intensified as my cock was 'punished' and I had begun to hump my ass at the feelings there. The plug was buzzing along at a good pitch and began to rise. The increase in speed started my cock to rise again. As soon as I hardened completely the blows began again until I softened completely. This pattern repeated itself until the plug was screaming inside me so much that my ring had started to go numb. My prostate was another matter. I got a complete hard on again, harder than I think I've ever been. I could feel a cool on the heated skin of my cock where my pre-cum had been spread out by her blows. I was cringing in fear of the blows that were sure to come again. I jumped at the touch and it took a few seconds to process that I wasn't being struck, but rather stroked. Her soft and hot hand was stroking my cock slowly from tip to root. I was leaking so much pre-cum that it didn't take long until her hand was making slurping noises as she stroked me. My orgasm was coming on slowly and so deep that I felt my balls start to tingle. That's when the ice pack got placed behind my balls. Tied as I was there was nothing I could do but scream into my gag and buck my hips a little. The bucking was not a good thing as it just served to push the ice harder against me, but my body was reacting and I had no control over it at the moment. My cock did a retreat like no other. The ice began to dance as she laughed. "Wow I always thought the whole shrinkage due to cold was an urban myth. My god it looks like your cock has almost disappeared and you just have a different looking clitty above your balls." I couldn't do anything but scream my curses into my gag and struggle more against my bonds. I'll never admit it to her but that moment broke something in me, that last little restraint within me that kept me from enjoying this completely. At that moment my whole sexual being fell into the sensations of my ass just as the plug went dead. I moaned my frustration into my gag and bobbed my head up and down in frustration and hoping that this would signal her to turn it back on. Instead she took it out of my ass. I could feel and hear the pop it made as the widest part left my ass. I could also noticeably feel the cooler air begin to fill my gaping hole. That coolness turned to ice that speared into me as she plunged in a slightly smaller plug, but it was ice cold as if it had been frozen as well. This brought the screaming and thrusting back in force. Through all this the cold had somehow gotten my cock semi-erect. The strangest thing was that I could feel the cold of that plug flowing through my cock. It was keeping me on the edge of arousal and the urge to retreat. That's when the heat of her mouth engulfed me. The war between the cold filling me and pushing on my prostrate and the soft moist heat of her mouth was fierce. I was soon humping franticly into her mouth only to have to pull back at each thrust as the frozen plug pushed harder into me. The feelings in cock and ass began to merge into a dual pronged pleasure center. I rode those feelings and got rock hard again regardless of the ice in my ass. That's when she stopped sucking me and moved away. The blows came rapidly and without warning and carried a little more power to them. My cock shrank as quickly as the stinging blows returned heat to both my cock and my ass. The plug had reached a comfortable coolness within me and my ass was actually starting to pulse around the plug hoping for some added stimulation. My awareness was pulled back to my cock as I felt my wife putting something on me. I knew right away that she was caging me and a thrill of lust and fear filled me. "You're going to wear this cage for the next three days" she told me. "I control you from now until then, completely. You will have pleasure only as I see fit and you will orgasm only when, and if, I feel you deserve it." Her task finished I felt her come to my head and sit in front of me while putting her legs on my shoulders and back. She removed the gag and gave me a moment to work my jaws and try to swallow some of my slobber before grabbing the back of my head and forcing me into her pussy. "Suck me, slave!" was her only command. I happily went to town. I sucked, licked, nibbled and out right bit all the right places at all the right times for her and she came 4-5 times before hitting the back of my head and commanding me to stop. She sat there with her crotch twitching in my face while she caught her breath. I took the time to slowly work the pain out of my jaw and tongue. That pain was only reinforcement of the pain and frustration that was going on with my cock and balls. I had started to get hard many times while servicing my wife and each time the pain inflicted by the cock cage shriveled me up. I was leaking so much pre-cum that I could feel it sliming up the cage. My ass on the other hand was alive and happy. It felt every twitch and how the plug played along with my muscle contractions. My wife got up and left the room for what seemed like a half an hour. During this time my ass had begun what felt like a sucking motion on the butt plug and I came to realize that I had to pee. Bad. I was just about to holler out to my wife, punishment or not, when she came back into the room. "Honey, I need to pee really bad. Would you let me up so I can go?" I asked my wife as timidly as possible. "You don't seem to understand. You aren't getting up from that position for a long, long time." I heard shuffling noises and my wife walked up beside me and moved something around underneath me. "Now pee. I've got a bucked under you. If you try to argue with me or whine about it, understand that I will put a catheter in and then cage you again. You would also get the next level of punishment as well for making me go through all that. Do you understand me?" "Yes ma'am" was all I could muster as I let my urine flow forth as I needed relief badly. After I finished I heard and felt the bucket being removed and something else being put underneath me, directly under my cock. My wife then moved behind me and began to lightly tug on my butt plug. The movement set me on fire again and my cock started to grow again only to be forced to shrink by the pain from the cage. My moans of pleasure turned to pain and frustration at this. She responded by pulling the plug from me in one swift motion. The suction from this produced a strange clenching feeling in my balls and my ass felt empty and wanting. It didn't want long as another frozen plug began to sink into my ass. This time it felt good and I didn't buck away as I'd come to like the sensations. Then I realized that this was different as it kept sinking in and filling my ass deeper and deeper. Then I felt her thighs meet the back of mine. She had a frozen strap on dildo stuffed up my ass and I groaned in pleasure and need. "That's right dear, I'm going to fuck your ass like you won't believe. All of those stories had so many elements of truth to them so I'm sure you are enjoying this greatly. Myself I'm loving it and I also find that what the Domme's I've been in contact with were able to correct many of the false or bad ideas those stories had so that I wouldn't hurt you and would increase my pleasure. I'm going to fuck you until I milk the cum out of your balls sweetie. You'll empty out but won't orgasm in the sense of getting a release. God the sight of my dildo stuffed up you brings on so many ideas and feelings that I never knew I had. I'm going to enjoy this." That said she began to fuck me slowly. She spent a long time working her stroked up to being the full length. She would pull out until just the tip of her dildo was in my ass before she would slowly put the whole length back into me. I could feel pre-cum or maybe even cum oozing out of my cock. She was right though the need to reach and orgasm boiled in my nuts searching for a release. I started to hump back trying to get that extra feeling the may give me the relief I needed. She laughed as she saw this and switched to shorter pounding stroke of the dildo. This only took the fire in me higher. I could feel what seemed a steady stream oozing out of my cock head and my moans and squeals turned into a low chant. "I need to cum. I need to cum. I need to cum. I need to cum. I need to cum." My frustrations and fears were realized as she collapsed on my back panting with her dildo still stuffed in my ass. After a few minutes she began to stir. I could hear her fumbling with something and suddenly she was off of me but her dildo remained buried to the hilt in my still clenching ass. I could feel the straps of her harness dancing on my thighs as my ass hungrily clenched on the dildo wanting more, wanting release. Her finger tips brushed my cock head as I heard her exclaim. "Look at all that cum! Holy shit I didn't believe her when she told me that I could get you to lose the biggest load I'd seen and you wouldn't get a release from it! Oh, oh shit.........I'm cumming again!" The sounds of her moans and the sloppy sound of her fingers plunging into her wet pussy were soon filling my ears. I heard the schlurp of her fingers being pulled from her pussy as she came to my head. "Stick out your tongue slave." I was expecting her to stuff her pussy juice covered fingers into my mouth, actually I was wanting that. What I got was completely different as she poured my cum over my tongue and into my mouth. I was starting to splutter and spit as I felt her hand grab my balls and tighten. "Swallow it or else! ALL of it!" My lust jumped a notch as I complied. Another of my deep secret desires fulfilled! How much did she find on my system and how did she do it without me knowing? Fantasies Revealed Ch. 01 "I hope you enjoyed that even close to as much as I did. It was fantastic! I can't wait until we've rested so I can try some more of my ideas! Good night dear." I started to question her about being let up when I felt the stick into my butt. She'd injected me with something. I started to thrash and was starting to yell at her as a warm nothing washed over me and the world outside my dark hood ceased to exist again. This was just the start of the surprises that were to come over the extended weekend. Fantasies Revealed Ch. 02 Note: Please understand that while the subjects covered in this storyline are indeed fantasies of mine, none have been lived out so reality may indeed be far different than what I imagine and write. On top of that I'm not a trained writer so I'm positive there is room for improvement. * "Honey, wake up." Came whispering through the darkness as soft hands traveled my body. These gentle intrusions roused me from perhaps the best nights sleep I'd had in years. I tried to stretch as I yawned and began to open my eyes only to find that I couldn't separate my arms and legs! Panic and confusion began to overtake my muddled brain and the soft caresses turned to a firm grip upon my shoulders and force me back to the mattress. "Don't panic sweetie, it's just our special cuffs. I wanted to make sure that you remember just who is in charge for the next few days and remember last night." I looked up at my wife as she straddled me, for the first time since waking. She was dressed in some slutty looking lingerie that I'd never seen before and her make up made her look very much like a slut. It started to do wonderful things for my cock. I started to remember things from last night and realize that they aren't just dreamlike fantasies as the pain in my cock brought me to reality. I really did have a cock cage on and all those nasty and wonderful things that I had dreamt of weren't actually a dream, but things that my lovely little wife had done to me last night. Emotions coursed through me, lust, desire, shame, embarrassment, contentment, longing, need and anger. The tide raged within me until anger won out as it usually does. Hey, I'm a guy, what can I say? I was on the verge of a tirade when my wife's voice cut through the haze of emotion. "Honey, don't start with an attitude. I don't want to have to gag you this early in the day!" The look on her face showed that this wasn't an idle threat. "We both know you wanted last night, and all of what is to come. Don't ruin it or our marriage by being a macho ass about it now!" It was as if somebody had hit me with an electrical charge. I went slightly stiff and a new wave emotions began to wage war within me. But through it all my lust and desires began to surface again. "So last night was real?" I began, searching her face for any signs that she now found me less of a man and husband as I'd always feared. My inner voices warred with each other over my desire to run with my fantasies and my fear that my life with this woman was altered, changed or perhaps even ended. "Oh yes! And I had a fantastic time and it seemed that you did too. I spent a great deal of time since 'finding' those sites and files, doing research into what it all is. In doing this I found that I wanted to give you what you wanted, and in return you were actually giving me something as well. This sense of power that I feel is wonderful, not something that I want to override our relationship, but it is something that I enjoy and plan to enjoy much more, and more often." The combination of her body language and tone set me at ease. I was not being run over and thought of as a 'wimp'. Me relief must have been visible because as soon as it washed over me she was speaking again. "Now don't misunderstand me. You are MINE! For this weekend and any other I choose and you will obey me in everything I command and demand of you. If you cannot accept this then say so now, and we can schedule counseling. I cannot condone lying in our marriage. Tell me now, are you willing and prepared to walk down this path you set before us and see where it takes us?" Her eyes bored into me and her posture was rigid as if she were preparing herself for a bad moment. I was filled with trepidation but a bolt of lust burst up through me and exploded in an odd sense of contentment. I felt safe in the fact that she did love me, even with these fantasies out in the open. There was only one answer for me at this moment. "Yes mistress, I accept your demands. Command me!" I watched in amazed joy as the tension melted from her face and body as she leapt upon me and smothered me with a lust filled kiss. As we parted she quietly whispered in my ear. "Thank you, honey." A sly grin splashed across her face as she stood back with her hands upon her hips. With a giggle she bent down to unlock my cuffed ankles and wrists. "First things first, slave. In the master bath you will find a list of duties that you will attend to today, both housework and personal hygiene. You will also find your outfit for the day. I will be checking up on you in all of your tasks. Mistakes, sloppiness or general laziness will not be tolerated and punishment will be dealt out." Without a word I made my way to the bathroom. My mind was boiling with a mix of thoughts and emotions. Once I entered the room and saw my 'outfit' lust became the primary element of my being. Sitting on a towel were a pair of cuffs like the male strippers wear, a tube of lube and a large looking butt plug. Next to it were several sheets of paper. One detailed how I was to prepare myself and where I could find the enema kit she had purchased and where the disposable razors and shaving cream were. The others were explicit instructions for what I was to do to please her on this day. Long story short I got myself cleaned up to her specifications and outfitted myself as she had demanded and set off for my first of many duties. In truth they weren't anything I wouldn't normally be doing, but I wouldn't be naked and wearing a butt plug if normal were to be used to describe last night and today. Walking around with a large toy in my ass was strange and took some time to get used to. However once my body did adjust the feelings were incredibly erotic and I was kept on the edge all day since I couldn't get to my cock with the cage she had locked on me. True to her word she checked on me often to see that I was doing all that she had commanded. During these checks she would sometimes sit down and masturbate openly and loudly as I was trying to concentrate on the task at hand. If I made a mistake or paused to long to watch her I would be punished with her new riding crop. At other times she would bring in one of the laptops and play she-male or strap on porn to keep me on fire. I was literally leaking pre-cum in short time and my balls began to feel fantastically full. This was yet another of my favorite story subjects, orgasm denial or prolonging of it. I was in one of the spare bedrooms cleaning as she ordered and dreaming of my favorite orgasm torture story when my ass came to life with vibrations and movement. The plug was mechanized and the buzz on my prostrate nearly caused me to drop one of her snow globes. As I fumbled to catch it before it hit anything I heard her laughter from behind me at the door. "I just knew that you'd like that! I see you are almost done with your chores and you've almost done a good job at them. When you are finished come to the kitchen and we'll eat. You will need your strength for what I've got planned later." If you've never tried to sit down and eat a meal with a moving, vibrating butt plug stuffed in your ass, you are lucky. Between the feelings generated by the toy, the frustrations of the cock cage and my own imagination running rampant I was barely aware of what I was doing. After the meal I was sent to clean myself up and out and instructed to meet her in the basement. When I got to the basement I immediately noticed the metal frame work contraption that now took up a corner of the basement. "You recognize this honey?" came her whisper as she slid up behind me. "Don't move!" Her hands began a lazy dance across me. Her occasional detour to my ass to play with my butt plug or down a bit to caress my balls had me going mad with desire. The frustration and pain from the cock cage were fading into the background of my lust. My sexual being was now focused on my ass. Right now my cock was not controlling my sexual sensations and I must admit it was intoxicating. My mind was snapped from the haze as I felt the hood sliding over my head. I soon found out that it covered my head but left the lower portion of my face free. She soon had it completely fitted about my head and she was fumbling at the closure at the back of my neck. With that finished she moved to my front and kissed me deeply as she played with my nipples. This went on for long, wonderful minutes and brought new life to my nipples. I had always enjoyed her sucking on them, but this was some different level of feelings. I was now sexually primed to ass, nipples, and cock. I was alive with lust and frustration. My balls were nearly boiling in my need for release, I had felt like this since high school and making out in the back of my mustang. She abruptly pulled away and left me panting. My mouth was open as my heavy breathing and lust left me panting my desire. It was then I felt something cross my lips and enter my mouth. Soon my mouth was full of a rubber penis gag and she was quickly fixing it to the rear of my hood. I stood there trapped. I was blind, gagged, naked and caged and roiling with lust and pent up need. I was truly hers now. Her soft hand tugged me towards the strange apparatus she had some how built in our basement. I was soon guided to some soft, padded boards and placed in a semi kneeling posture upon them. I felt similar backing boards being applied to me and I was soon fastened down into this contraption and was puzzled at just what the hell this thing was and how I was supposed to recognize it. Then I felt myself move, rotate actually, into a position that left me very open and exposed from all angles. Then it hit me! One of my most watched porn clip was a bondage scene that had this harness contraption that let the Dom move his sub about while she was helpless and he could do as he pleased to her body. I don't know how she got this, but I was damned happy. We could fulfill almost every single fantasy I had for the both of us with this. My mind was racing at the possibilities when I suddenly realized that she was removing my cock cage! Once free I became erect almost immediately and would have shouted for joy had I not been gagged. "I'm glad you are being so willing with this. As a reward I'm going to let you cum once tonight. I think it's only fitting that the first time it's like this that it's me at the helm." The butt plug was soon playfully removed from my sensitive ass and fresh, cold lube was applied to my pucker. By now my ass gaped open somewhat with the plug gone and the cold only made it twitch as it tried to close. This apparently amused my wife as she began to giggle while it twitched. "Don't worry sweetie, you'll be full again soon enough." At that I felt her strap on enter my ass slowly and completely to the hilt. There was no pain, only pleasure as she filled me this time. She began slowly stroking the full length of her cock into me. Drawing out until only the tip rested within my ass and sliding in until her thighs met my ass cheeks. The feeling was absolutely wonderful and my cock began to bob with her strokes and pre-cum began to flow freely. With the angle I was hanging I could feel it dripping down my cock, across my balls and drip off to the floor below me. After and agonizingly long time she began to speed up and fuck me harder. The faster she pumped me the quicker I flowed and I could feel my balls pulling up to me and I knew I was going to cum just from her fucking my ass. She must have known as she began to rapidly thrust in and out of my ass, just like a guy when he gets ready to blow his nut. I screamed into the gag as the first wave of my orgasm hit me. It felt like a baseball shot of my nuts when I shot that first wad. I could see in my mind just how far that shot! After that each of her short, hard thrusts brought forth an ejaculation from me until I was dry firing and the sensation began to become painful. Her soft, sweating body collapsed on my back about that time and I could hear her panting. "Oh god! That was the best orgasm I've had yet. You shot so far, it must have been 10 feet! This is going to be sooo much fun!" I heard her words, but was lost in my own world as the after orgasm twitches in my balls and of my ass around her cock. My balls ached from that orgasm, yet I was still hard as iron with her cock stuffed in me and I was helpless in all ways. I knew then that I was hooked to these feelings.