2 comments/ 48405 views/ 2 favorites Submit Ch. 01 By: mb093068 ONE i'm home alone cleaning doing chores uneventful another day - but lovely the sun is out and the sky is clear warm but not hot shorts weather drinking coffee with my feet up and the doorbell sounds i open the door and there is no one there i look across the street and down the block in both directions and there is no one i am alone but there is a wooden box at my doorstep it's lovely smooth like alabaster but wood crafted perfectly like by an ancient artisan who has honed his craft over a lifetime no seams are visible but there is a top it comes off and inside it is lined with velvet red skocking red against the green of the grass and the blue of the sky and the brown of my life and agsint the shocking red is a card perfect again and i open it as i go inside inside because this is too much too secret this - i know is not for the world to see inside where i can be alone with this exquisite box and the card from no one and inside i clear the table so the box is alone alone with me and i open it again and the card is there and i open it the card reads.... midnight tonight only that and i flip it over and there is only one word... submit * TWO the time draws nearer all day i wonder who who sent this? i have suspicions i wonder what is it? i wonder what the future will hold as i clean and busy myself with my daily tasks so i don't have to wonder yet i only wonder more and my imagination runs on and on and the time draws nearer and i'm at a loss what do i wear? to submit? do i go? to submit... i don't want to admit it, but i'm so curious but it's real and i'm nervous i want to... i don't know what do i want? and the time draws nearer and the sun dips in the sky and i wonder and i wonder and this is worse than anything that could happen so i dress casually and neatly like for job interview but this wil be no interview the note said submit submit to whom? how? my heart pounds in my chest make up? i'm so nervous i slip into nice panties and look at myself in the mirror god and i doing this? am i really going to go i change the panties to my t-top g-strings and my bra the nice one that give me cleavage i slip on my dress and head to the window and the time draws near and nearer and then the phone rings i cross the room to answer it hello nothing my heart pounds click silence and there is a knock at the door this is real my legs tremble as i cross the room to my door am i doing this in a way, am i already submitting? is this enough? my heart pounds and my breath is short i stop with my hand on the knob to control my breath to slow my heart and i open the door a chauffeur stands there neatly dressed professional i'm here to escort you ma'am of course my voice cracks as i say it so i repeat it of course the man goes to the curb as i lock the door behind me he opens the door to his limo black and long luxurious for me? i think and chuckle to myself as i get to the car, he removed a small wooden box from his coat and gives it to me i go to get in and he stops me no ma'am, you must open it now so i do it's the same boxmaker as before clearly it's beautiful and seamless thin as a wallet and light i pop it open and inside there is a blindfold i look at the driver and ask if i must wear it he explains you're not to know where we i take you will i be hurt? i've told you all i'm allowed and so.... i bind my eyes and i enter the car the door closes the motor hums and we start to move and i'm no longer wondering as i was i'm strangely calm trusting safe i feel now that i have already done what the letter told me to do submit but there is that sense of nervous.... excitement and wonder yes wonder of what lay ahead THREE the ride is smooth languid maybe if a car ride can be languid i think that it's a waste to be blindfolded in a car with all this room isn't the point of the limo to be in a car with all that space? as quickly as i think this, the answer comes to me the answer is in the blindfold yes the limo is a thing of opulent space and the blindfold is there to deny it to me while at the same time i'm there in the space and suddenly... i'm a little nervous i don't know where i'm going and whoever has arranged this has thought this out completely this experience this night the day all of it it's working itself into the core of me affecting me at a deep psychological level and even as i think this i realize... i'm thinking too much and the smooth ride the humm of the motor and the faint sound of the tires on the pavement and the slight vibration on the floor of the car the motion the movement the going forward it's all calming and i flow with it i relax myself with it and i enjoy it not just the ride not just the luxury of the car but and almost more the denial of it and though nothing has happened no pass has been made and the driver never looked at me or said anything to inspire this i find myself geting turned on the softness of the blindfold pressed cool and firl to my eyes the darkness completely enveloping and the motion of the car and then after what must have been an hour of driving we stop i hear the driver open his door and walk around to mine he opens the door i ask him may i remove the blindfold now? yes ma'am so i do and i see before me a mansion looming in flickering torches in the moonless but star-lit night cauldrons of flame line the stairs that sweep up to the main entrance an enormous door of dark wood open enough to see the light inside there is no one there there is no music but for the wind - gentle and slight and cool do i go in there? yes ma'am i step away from the car and onto the first step the driver walks around to the driver's seat gets in and drives away and i'm completely alone the lights of the limo disappear into the darkness of the night and i look back at the house and my heart starts again but i've come this far so i go i move up the steps past the flaming cauldrons up to the door and i peer in hello? hello! nothing i touch the door and i swings silently on its massive hinges and and i enter i'm in a hall and entrance lined on either side with rack after rack after rack of clothing and enormous mirrors spaced throughout hello! i'm here! hello? i call out as i walk forward looking atthe outfits they are extrordinary not for any one singular outfit's extravegance but for the fact that they are so wildly varried all in my size there is a wedding gown a man's suit a school girl outfit a cheerleader's costume jeans leather t-shirts from every band i ever heard of shoes oh the shoes from nine-west to new balance i go to the end of the room and try the door it won't open i look back across the room towards the door i came though and it has closed i never heard it move or sensed it at all yet there it is closed and i try the door again nothing the clothes are for me i know it so i take a deep breath and pick something out it's black and long and stretchey not tight but it fits like paint and it is tight around my neck holding my breasts tight no bra because the back plunges down below the small of my back and i look at myself in the mirror and i know i know how hot i look the dress drags out on the floor behind me as i move and and i love it i go to the door and try it again closed but i know why this time there is still something i've not shed my panties i slip themoff under my dress i touch the door and it opens it opens to a room that takes my breath away round perfectly round with perfectly identical doors all around it with a ceiling too high to be seen in the light given off by the thousand candles that light this room and in the center of the room is a wooden box i go to it and as i open it i hear something behind me and the door has closed i spin around alone with a new note in my hand lost alone in a room of doors and the note reads: choose i flip it over: submit FOUR i spin around enjoying yes enjoying the dress dragging behind me feeling its slight tug at my hips when i move as it slips along the floor behind me this distracts me from my previous thought submit? again submit to what? to whom? what is this? and again the dress pulls at my body as i move and pace and think and then i pace more now to feel the dress and feel its tightness i'm not being hurt no one has threatened me i feel safe confused but confused like being one drink past where i should be yet not drunk at all lost in the moment and living each moment from feeling to feeling i look down at the dress as it pulls taunt against my thighs as i move i think about how my ass must look and i walk the length of the room enjoying the image in my mind of me and i turn and walk back avoiding the doors knowing i'm avoiding the doors and as soon as i'm aware of the truth of what i'm doing i stop and again i feel my heart beating all the doors are the same but i go to one and listen nothing betrays what may be on the other side i test another and clearly there is no way to know but i try another and another so i go back to the center of the room and spin around with my eyes closed and my finger pointing i stop pointing at a door like all the others except this is the one so i walk and now i'm not aware of the dress oor anything other than the pounding in my breast my heart thuds like mad as i touch the doorknob and i hesitate so long so long it only makes it worse i take a deep breath and turn the knob there is no click nothing but the silent swinging open it is dark in there and i can hear my heart inmy ears pounding my god am i doing this? and before i can answer i'm walking stepping in into the darkness and the door closes behind me and i'm in the dark alone but only for a moment one last moment of being alone hands strong and firm big hands close around my wrists there is more than one person men the hands are too strong not hard but strong and firm and the hold my wrists who are you? shhhhhh is the response and the lips are so close to my ear i can feel the breath of this third man shhhh he says again the hands hold my wrists and i resist shhhh again the voice whispers in my ear and in that moment fingers slip inside my dress at my ribs again another man the fingers are so strong pulloing at the dress don't- i say but shhhhhh is the response it's so dark so dark and the lips the man hushing me i think him he's kissing my neck wet and soft while the fingers reach up my ribs and to the side of my breast and it takes my breath away this stranger these strangesr touching me the kissing lips at my neck undo the clasp at the nape of my neck somehow and i feel the dress falling loosening on me on my breasts feeling the air rush in to my skin while hands more hands god is that possible stroke my ankles and gently so gently like prince charming remove my shoes like glass slippers and their fings run up my legs and stop to lightly so lightly stroke the skin behind my knee but that is only one of them but i love it while the kisses on my neck continue and the dress slips away f4rom my breasts and my hands god i can't move my hands they're holding my wrists and i want i want to move them but i can't they are like iron and oh oh oh god yes the kisses on my neck as the fingers trace under my breast my left breast to my nipplle and stroke it and the fingers at my legs don't stop and they go up yes and they both circle me my sex god my pussy they stroke my pubic hair and my ass the small of my back and then the hand at my breast pinches my nipple hard too hard i cry out i want to cry out in pain but what comes out is... yes and the dress is slipping to the floor i'm barely aware of it because the fingers at my pussy have found my clit and they are taking turns circling it so lightly so lightly and gently it's maddening and the pinch at my other nipple yes again i cry and the kissing mouth pulls my head around to his and takes my mouth hot in a kiss and the fingers stroke my lips i'm so wet so oh god i can barely think as the fingers are in me my pussy my yes my yes and i'm sucking this man's tongue kissing him while the fingers work me my hands god no please let me go let me hands free but i can't i want to i want to touch these men stroke their bodies feel them they are just fingers and oh god now mouths kissing me now kissing my skin the back of my thigh as the fingers press in me and out of me kissing wet and soft on my belly my breats my tits my ass yes their mouths and their tongues oh oh oh on yes on on my yes my clit oh yes my clit kissing in sucking it nibbling yes nibbling oh oh yes nibbling and and a finger again in me in my ass now slow gentle filling my ass and again i cry out yes and oh themouths oh yes yes oh the oh my ass god yes i'm feeling myself coming so close so close so close building building yes yes yes and then they stop all at once leaving me panting gasping alone in the dark they pull away even my wrists are free my body almost limp standing nude so close my whole body throbbing alive with sex and so close so so close i stand their panting lost disoriented and i hear footsteps coming closer i catch my breath and a candle is lit it is a woman she's breathtakingly beautiful the sight of her is almost enough to make me come she's tall fit but not thin wide hips full breasts accentuated by her only article of clothing - a bustier a bustier pressing her breasts up but not covering them at all her hair is black and long and straight her face round and soft blue eyes big eyes full lips she speaks firmly with an accent - swedish maybe - i can't place it why are you here? i answer i.. i don't know i was invited- crack the sound scares me more than the sting at first i've been spanked hard not by hand a paddle one of the men i guess - but i can't see them - they have receded to the shadows of the room i try to catch my breath she speaks again i will ask one more time: why are you here? my mind races i try to think of the answer i'm so nervous my heart pounds- smack again this time the sting is there and i'm sore it hurts i can feel the blood rushingto the cheeks of my ass slathered in kisses not two minutes ago - now sore and throbbing in pain she speaks again look at me you will need to know the answer faster than that to avoid punishment but for now it will suffice as an answer to me to say: to please you i respond okay crack again and my heart jolts and i cry out she steps towards me and puts a finger to my lips shhhh i will help you shhhh you are here to please me and you will refer to me as ma'am always now why are you here? pounding heart and my pussy aching and on the edge between coming and insanity for despite myself and i have trouble admitting it i have loved this so i rely - quickly this time to please you ma'am and she kisses my lips long and soft she pulls away and says then we may begin to be continued.... 6:50 AM Submit Ch. 01 I had been married to my beautiful wife, Angel, for about two years when this story begins. This beginning is about two years ago, she just recently instructed me to begin sharing our story on here. In our dating years and first years of marriage, we had experimented lightly with bondage. We tried it both ways, but I strongly preferred submitting to her instead of the other way around. About once a week, I would end up tied up in one way or another, while my beautiful wife played with my body, usually making me wait for a while before taking me inside her and making us both cum. Eventually, one night we had a long conversation about what we liked. Angel informed me that she loved making me desperate before granting me release. I told her that I absolutely loved it as well, but told her she should feel free to push me harder and longer, I had much more desperation to reach. I suggested that she could spend some time getting me excited and then walk away for a while, leaving me to settle down while she relaxed. She could even have me make her cum with my tongue and then curl up next to me and take a nap. We decided on a safeword if we were going to try pushing things farther. We discussed many more ideas, but those are the high points. Anyhow, that was a Friday night and we had the whole weekend open, neither of us had to work until Monday morning. That night found me tied to the bedposts naked after we had taken a long, sensuous shower together. My heart was beating fast with anticipation as I thought back to all the things we had discussed. Angel still had a towel wrapped around her, she dug around a bit in her lingerie drawer and brought a few things back into the bathroom with her. I couldn't really see what she had grabbed, but was very excited to see her dressed up. My cock was mostly hard when I heard the door open again. I quickly sprang to full attention as Angel walked back in. She was wearing a red see-through cami with black lacy bra and panties underneath. She strutted over to the bed with confidence and sat down next to me. She started tracing a long fingernail up and down the length of my shaft, soon having me squirming. I complimented her on how beautiful she was, and she slapped my cock very hard, telling me not to speak unless asked a question. She than wrapped her hand around me tightly and began stoking as fast as she could! She informed me that I did not have permission to cum yet, and that I was allowed to beg her to stop when I got close. She had me squirming shortly and I could feel the orgasm starting to build when she abruptly pulled her hand away and got up, giggling at my writhing and whining. She pulled a chair up to the bed and put her feet up, beginning to paint her toenails bright red. She kept glancing at me as she took her sweet time finishing the job. I had calmed down quite a bit, but was still pretty hard. She sat up and gaze me a dozen quick, light, but full strokes, then stopped and stood up. She reached into the bedside table and took out a vibe, laying it on the bed where I could see. Next, she took out a blindfold and put it securely over my eyes. Next, I could feel her climbing between my spread legs and soon felt her warm breath blowing in my cock. She kept it up for what felt like forever, before she slid her mouth down on me. The sudden sensation caused me to cry out, and she pulled off. She said,"I told you to be quiet! I guess we need to let you calm down some more." I felt her lie down next to me and throw on leg over my leg. I heard the vibe start humming as she explained that, "This whole thing" had gotten her pretty excited and she wanted to cum. I was going crazy as I could soon hear her moans and gasps as the vibe buzzed away. Soon, her sounds intensified, and i could feel her movements becoming quicker. In just a bit, she screamed out, "Ohmigod! I'm cumming!" I was dying to see her, but I couldn't, at all! Her breath was still quick as she whispered in my ear, "That felt AMAZING!" As she settled down, she started stroking my cock again, telling me that I still didn't have permission yet... Soon, the orgasm was building, and building, I was almost there, and started begging her, "Please Angel, I'm gonna cum if you don't stop, Please!" She slowed down a bit and took her hand away, telling me her wrist was getting sore and needed some rest! She said she was gonna go down and watch some TV, and that I should rest up as well! I heard her open the door and walk out as I squirmed and writhed with need. I completely lost track of time and began to figure she must have dozed off on the couch, my body was still buzzing with need, but I eventually relaxed enough to drift off myself...