The Comments Have Started…

Literotica published my latest story yesterday you can view it and vote on it HERE

The score is 3.65 / 5.00 so far, and as always the comments are pretty split, here’s the first few…

Anonymous said: Loved It! You have the most awesome devious games!! 5 all the way!

Anonymous said: Perfect Tease and Denial Fantasy. Fantastic! Another red hot story. You tell these types so well. Hopefully there’ll be a follow-up to this.

Anonymous said: Charlie had been out of the cage the whole time. She just didn’t know it. Once again, the cage is a toy. No key necessary to remove it. He can ejaculate while wearing it. So whatever the game is, it’s his game. Oh and he didn’t keep her. Who would?

Anonymous said: What Ugly and Nonsense Story. The author did a very poor job on this pathetic story. It seems the author has some serious mental illness mixed with some cuckold issues and some cuckold issues that were transferred to this ugly story.
This story lacks of creativity nonsense shallow low context poor written and it is not even hot nor sexy story. This story is not enjoyable and it is such waste of time reading all the way throug

Mrswitch said: Nice imagination. Great story. Nice devious game. And as for the person that is who wrote this.
“The author did a very poor job on this pathetic story. It seems the author has some serious mental illness mixed with some cuckold issues and some cuckold issues that were transferred to this ugly story. This story lacks of creativity nonsense shallow low context poor written and it is not even hot nor sexy story. This story is not enjoyable and it is such waste of time reading all the way through”
why don’t you just admit you want to be a cuck and stop reading stories fantasizing about it and then lashing out at the author anonymously because you can’t handle your own fantasies?


Mistress and I finished our Mistress Day with a meal out at our favourite local restaurant. As always the food was incredible and we came home very full and very happy. I was slightly disappointed that Mistress didn’t wear her new Victoria’s Secret ‘ass-less’ panties, but she since she already let me worship her ass yesterday morning I can’t complain too much. 🙂

The Fantasy Game (Written in August 2017)

Ever since I can remember, Charlie – my husband, has been pestering me to tell him my fantasies. I don’t know why, but even though I’m open-minded and willing to help him realise his fantasies I’ve always been very reserved about revealing my own. I don’t really know why that is, I just have a block when it comes to revealing my inner thoughts I guess. Maybe I think it will be embarrassing or I think Charlie will judge me, which is ridiculous really, considering the fantasies he’s shared with me…

So one day I thought, maybe I should tell him. But to make it a little more fun, I decided that if he really wanted to know he’d have to ‘pay’ for it somehow, and so I devised a little game for him.

Charlie had been locked up for nearly six weeks, with only a few brief teasing sessions in between. Of course he’d licked my pussy and made me cum countless times, but I thought it was probably time I let him out and maybe allowed him to cum.

He was lying back on the bed, naked save for his cage when I settled down between his legs and leaned down to kiss his stomach and let the key on my necklace drag along his inner thigh.

“Do you want out?” I asked, knowing full well the answer.

“Oh yes Mistress, please…” he gasped.

“Mmmm, let me think,” I teased, allowing my fingers to gently stroke and squeeze his aching balls.

“Okay, well, I think I’m going to let you out, and I might even let you cum, but….”

I paused for dramatic effect.

“…that’s up to you.”

Charlie lifted his head and looked at me curiously, while I slid the key into the lock and turned it, then pulled the hasp of the padlock out of the cage fixture. He moaned as he felt the cage pull away and his cock slowly start to harden. I decided to leave the back ring on as it was too much trouble to get off and anyway, if anything it would keep his cock rock solid and make the game harder for him.

“So, I want to know how badly you want to cum…” I said, teasing his cock with just the tips of my fingers.

Charlie babbled about how bad he needed it, but I wasn’t really listening. I picked up the bottle of lube that sat next to me on the bed and tipped it up, squeezing out a thick river of glistening goo which drizzled down his cock.

I put the bottle down and wrapped my fingers around his cock, slowly teasing it and allowing my hand to come right up to the very top, until his cock slipped out of my fist altogether. I waited a moment and then grabbed his cock again and used my other hand to cradle his full and heavy balls.

“So, what if I wanted you to wait another two weeks, would you do that for me?”

Charlie groaned.

“Please Mistress, no… I can’t take any more, I need to cum so bad.”

There was a note of suffering in Charlie’s voice that almost made me feel bad, but as I felt myself getting wet I quickly put that aside.

“Hmm, you have been a very good husband lately… I almost feel bad, but on the other hand, what if you were willing to trade something for another two weeks of chastity, something you’ve wanted for a long time?”

Charlie looked at me expectantly…

“Haha, no… you’re not getting your cock inside my ass Charlie. Not this time… my ass is worth way more than two weeks.”

Charlie’s face turned to disappointment then confusion.

“But, what else…?” he asked.

“Well, you’re always asking me to tell you my fantasies aren’t you?”

Charlie perked up at this and I felt his cock swell slightly.

“Oh… you like that idea?”

“Yes Mistress, please…”

“Mmmm…. Well, how about I tell you the rules first and then you can decide?”

Charlie nodded his agreement and waited expectantly.

“If I tell you my fantasy, then I will tease you throughout and if you don’t cum then I will lock your cock up for another two weeks, after which I will let you cum, though I’m not saying how or where, but it will be a full orgasm. If on the other hand you cum while I’m telling you my fantasy, then I will let go and it will be ruined. Afterwards I will lock you up for two weeks and then I will give you a chance to cum, but that’s all – a chance. I’m thinking I might have another game in mind for you by then… so, how bad do you want it Charlie?”

I continued stroking him slowly, watching as he thought it over. If he’d decided not to go for it I would have let him cum, but he’d pestered me so many times I was pretty sure he would take me up on my offer… and truthfully I would have been a little disappointed if he hadn’t.

“I HAVE to know…” whispered Charlie.

“Are you sure?” I said. “You’re really willing to give up a certain orgasm now, just to hear my dirty little fantasy?”

“Yes,” he croaked.

I smiled and gave his cock a little squeeze.

“Oh… and just one more thing, if you cum, then the fantasy stops right there, understand?”

Charlie sighed loudly, I’m sure he knew he was making a terrible decision, but he was so desperate to know what went on in my head, I think I could’ve added all kinds of rules and he would have agreed to everything and anything. But I didn’t want to take advantage too much… maybe next time though.

I gently pulled on his balls as I stroked his cock, not too fast, just fast enough to keep his attention.

“Well, I’d want you there to start with… naked, but locked. Definitely locked. And frustrated, very, very frustrated… I think I’d have to edge you three or four times a day for a couple of weeks, so that you were nice and desperate for me, nice and pliable…”

I smiled at him then and he let out a small whimper.

“Yes, pliable and willing to do whatever I wanted…”

I let go of his cock for a moment and pulled my T-shirt off over my head and unfastened my bra, then slid the straps down my arms and dropped it on the floor, then I bent down and rubbed my soft tits against his cock bringing more moans of pleasure from his trembling mouth.

“You’d be between my legs, where you belong, licking my beautiful pussy. You love to do that I know, and I know you’d get me nice and wet for what was coming next. I’d want to cum at least twice, so that I was really soaked and then while you licked and worshipped my pussy I’d have three well hung guys standing by the bed, stroking their cocks, showing them off for me.”

Charlie’s cock bucked in my hand at that and I slowed my stroking down a touch, I think I could have made him cum then if I’d really wanted to, but I wanted to play fair, at least for now.

“As you licked me I’d motion for them to come nearer and I’d suck them each in turn, until eventually I’d lift my leg and press my foot into your shoulder and shove you back. You’d move off the bed and come and kneel up by my head where I could see you, and where you could watch me and see every expression on my face as I got the fucking of my life.”

“What sort of guys would they be?” asked Charlie, trying to visualize my fantasy men.

I thought about it for a moment, trying to focus on the men in my fantasy.

“A little rough, big guys… guys who work outside, builders maybe, or something like that…”

“Are they all white or are any of them black?”

I stopped to think for a moment.

“No I don’t think so, I’ve never really thought about it… I don’t focus on them too much, just their cocks, so no, now I come to think about it, they’re all white. Big white cocks for my tight white pussy.”

I thought I heard a slight grunt of disappointment but decided to ignore it and speeded up my strokes a little, using my thumb to tease the head of his slippery cock.

“The first one gets on the bed and rubs the tip of his cock up and down my pussy until I plead with him to slide it in. Even though I’m soaking wet he goes really slow, teasing me with his thick stalk, stretching my tight little pussy out. I look over at you and watch your expression as another man fucks me for the first time… knowing you can never fill me up like he can.”

Charlie’s cock bucked in my hand again.

“It feels so good having his thick cock filling me up and knowing there are two more guys who want to take me. The first guy gets into his stride and pushes my legs back up against my chest, squashing my tits as he pounds his meat into me. I pull you close and kiss you while he slams his cock into me, and I can see in your eyes you can taste their cocks on my lips.”

I let go of Charlie’s cock for a moment, playing with his head…

“You’re not getting close are you baby, I’d hate for you to miss out on the story?”

“No, please don’t stop…”

I took hold of his cock again and squeezed it three or four times before I started stroking again.

“Okay… well, the first guy really drills me and finishes up dumping his load in my pussy. He pulls out and lets my legs down and then squeezes the rest of his cum out of his cock and wipes his hand on my tits. I look over at you and without even saying anything you know what you have to do. You lean forward and suck and lick at my soft tits until they are clean and then you kiss me again, so I can taste his cum on your lips.”

Charlie’s hips bucked forward at this and I loosened my grip, but still kept slowly stroking.

“It’s getting hard to hold back isn’t it baby, I know… but you said you wanted to hear this..”

I let go of Charlie’s cock for a moment and used both hands to play with and squeeze his aching balls, I love doing that.

“Do you want to hear the rest?”

“Yes Mistress… please, tell me everything,” Charlie’s voice was husky and cracking as he spoke.

“Are you sure, maybe I could stop now and still offer you the two week deal?”

“No, please Mistress, please tell me…”

I slid my right hand up his shaft and started stroking again, but my left hand continued to work on his balls.

“Okay, so the first guy moves out of the way and then the second guy gets on the bed. He has the middle sized cock, and he grabs my legs and pulls me down the bed towards him – which I really love, and then he pushes the head of his cock in and slams it all the way in. He’s not that much bigger than the first guy, and I’m so wet and sloppy that it goes in easy, but I can still really feel it. He tells me to play with my tits for him and I reach up squeeze and knead my tits like a real slut, I even try and suck my own nipples but I can’t quite reach, so I tell you to do it instead.”

I let go of his balls now and started squeezing my tits instead, which only made me wetter still.

“The guy tells you to bite my tits and you don’t want to at first, but then the he shouts at you to bite me and you sink your teeth into me…”

I stopped talking for a moment as I remembered how many times that part of the fantasy signalled the start of my orgasm.

“He keeps on fucking me for a while, then pulls out and spins me over onto my front. He orders me up onto my knees and then slams it back into me, deeper now as I push back against him, wanting every last inch of his cock as deep as it will go.”

I looked down at Charlie, this must be killing him, I couldn’t even remember the last time I’d allowed him to fuck me from behind like that.

“Soon it gets the better of him and he drives into me hard, until I’m begging him to stop. But he doesn’t, he just keeps pounding me until he drops his load into my slutty cunt as well. He pulls out and I can feel the cum just oozing out of me, dripping onto the bed and down my thighs, but I’ve still got one more big, hard cock to go.”

I leaned forward and took the tip of his cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head for a few moments.

“The last guy takes his place and turns me back over, his cock is quite a bit bigger than the other two and I really feel it as he slides it in, even with some of the other two guys’ cum still inside me. I grab your hand and look over at you as he forces every last inch of his throbbing meat inside me and…”

Charlie’s cock bucked once and I let go, watching intently as he moaned for me to continue my story. I was just about to slide my fingers back around his glistening shaft and finish telling him my fantasy when I saw the first bead of white appear at the very tip of his cock. It stopped there, frozen in time until I leaned forward and gently slapped his swollen, desperate balls.

That was all it took, and Charlie moaned in frustration as the cum started to really flow, dripping down his aching length and pooling at the base of his cock. I sighed loudly and pulled away, trying not to laugh and actually feeling just a little bit sorry for him. I’m sure he knew where the rest of my fantasy was going, but it doesn’t hurt to keep him guessing…

“Please Mistress…” he whined, “please finish the story!”

Despite his ruined orgasm, Charlie’s cock was still rock hard and the temptation to stroke it again was enormous… but rules are rules, he came and that was the end of it.

“No. But I might tell you in two weeks time, if you keep me sweet.”

New Story Coming…

I will be posting a new story tomorrow. I know I said that I wouldn’t be writing any more ‘Femdom/Chastity/Cuckold’ stories for a while, but I had a short one almost finished on my desktop and so I thought it would be good to get that one out of the way.

I’m just going to get Mistress to read it through and double-check my grammar, spelling and also the narrative perspective as this story is written (quite unusually for me) from the point of view of the woman in the story…

CRUEL TO BE KIND (Written August 2017)

This morning I unexpectedly had a couple of hours to kill so I pulled out the laptop and wrote this for your entertainment. Shorter than most of my stories and straight to the point (I know, makes a change!), and this will definitely be my last Femdom story for a while. One thing, I set a target of writing four stories this year, because the last two years I only wrote one, and I’ve absolutely smashed that target, so I’m happy with that. But I still have lots more ideas, they’ll just be on the back-burner for the next little while.


“This feels so much better than your cock,” Jackie said as she worked the ridges of the glass dildo against the folds of her glistening pussy.

Ben was kneeling in front of her on the bed, right between her silky smooth thighs, his face still noticeably wet with her juices from where he’d been licking her just a few moments before.

“Lick your fingers clean,” she ordered.

Ben lifted his hand up to his mouth, eagerly licking the juices from his digits, the sweet liquid from her dripping pussy and the slight musky taste of her asshole. Ben adored both, but it was the taste of her ass that really made his cock ache, that and the denial.

It had been over three months since Ben had been allowed a proper orgasm, in that time he had been teased and denied repeatedly, occasionally even ‘promised’ an orgasm, only for his wife to let go seconds before he started to cum. It drove him crazy, the endless frustration and longing for release, but the thing that really pushed his buttons was the way Jackie was enjoying it now. Jackie was hesitant at first, reluctant to abuse her ‘power’ the way Ben wanted her to, but now… now things were different. Seeing the effect it had on him slowly changed her mindset, and she eventually realised that being ‘cruel’ really was the best way to be ‘kind’ to a man who craves to submit.

In those same three months Ben had licked his wife’s pussy more times than he could remember. Again, since she had really embraced her position of power she had become more and more demanding, to the point that she sometimes required him to service her pussy two or three times in a day. Not that Ben was complaining, he loved nothing more than to feel his wife writhing beneath his eager tongue time and time again.

There was no doubt that Jackie was more satisfied than she’d ever been in her life and Ben fed off her satisfaction and was blissfully happy. This in turn allowed Jackie to relax more and more and to become gradually more and more dominant with her husband.

“I really love it when you lick my pussy you know… I don’t think I’ve ever cum harder than when your tongue is on my clit, my pussy is stuffed with this dildo and your fingers are teasing my beautiful ass.”

“Thank you Mistress, I love that you love it…”

“You do think my ass is beautiful don’t you?” she asked, knowing the answer but wanting to hear him say it anyway.

“Of course Mistress, you know I adore it…”

Jackie smiled, “Well don’t worry I’m sure you’ll get a chance to taste it soon, I know you’re dying to be allowed to lick it again aren’t you?”

“Yes Mistress, please…. may I?”

“Not today slave, although I might allow you a taste…”

Jackie locked her eyes on Ben’s and pulled the glass dildo out of her pussy for a second. She shifted forward slightly and then lay back, pushing the slippery glass cock down between her cheeks. She let out a breath as she felt the rounded head push at her tight hole and force its way inside her.

Jackie groaned loudly. “Stroke your cock for me, I want you to cum soon.”

Ben’s fingers circled his cock and he began to stroke as instructed, mesmerized by the sight of his gorgeous wife fucking herself in the ass with her beloved glass cock.

“Mmmpfh, this feels soooo good,” she moaned.

Ben’s stroking speeded up, but he was careful not to edge too soon.

“Do you want to taste it?” Jackie asked lasciviously.

Ben was trembling as he answered, “Yes Mistress, please…”

“Really? You really want to taste my beautiful ass?”

“Oh yeah…”

“I wonder how badly you want it? Would you give up your orgasm for it? I was going to let you cum today…”

Ben hesitated for a second, then forced the words out that he knew she wanted to hear “If it pleases you Mistress, I would give up my orgasm.”

Jackie sighed with pleasure as she twisted the dildo inside her asshole. It was only an inch or two inside her, but it was enough to feel amazing.

“That makes me very happy, but I really want to see you cum for me today…”

Ben’s face was a mixture of relief, pleasure and disappointment, something which amused Jackie greatly.

“Poor baby, you don’t even know what to think anymore do you… well, seeing as you’ve been so good to me these last few months, and I’ve been so very cruel to you, I think perhaps just this once I might allow you to have your cake and eat it.”

Jackie let out a little grunt as she pulled the bulbous head of the dildo out of her tight asshole and stretched out her arm to present her gift.

“Suck it,” she said firmly.

Ben took the glass cock into his mouth, savouring the taste he adored so much. His cock throbbed as he leaned further forward, wanting more of her delicious musk.

“Oh you love that don’t you, you fucking adore my asshole, that’s it stroke that fucking cock for me while you think about tonguing my gorgeous ass.”

Ben moaned loudly around the glass cock, his eyes never leaving his wife’s.

“That’s enough.”

Ben opened his mouth and allowed his wife to pull the dildo away, careful not to bash his teeth with the hard material.

“And it’s time for you to cum for me.”

Jackie relaxed back onto the bed and idly rubbed the dildo lengthways against her lips, the glass ridges teasing her still sodden lips and clit.

“I was going to let you cum on my sexy feet, I know you worship them almost as much as my pussy and ass… but, now that I’ve let you have one treat today I think I should save that for another time.”

Ben groaned his disappointment and Jackie bit her lip as she registered the effect her words had on him.

“So instead, I want you… to stroke hard and fast, go on… get close to the edge for me.”

Ben’s hand speeded up and gripped tighter as he worked himself nearer to the point of no return.

“You’re going to cum now, you’re going to cum for me so hard… but you’re not going to cum on my pretty feet, no… you’re going to cum into your other hand. Go on, do it, cum for me. Do it. Do it NOW!”

Ben tensed and felt himself bucking as he lifted his left palm under the head of his cock, the first spurt flew over his hand and landed on Jackie’s thigh, dripping slowly down as he continued to pump the rest of his load out into his hand.

“That’s it, don’t stop until those balls are totally drained for me,” Jackie growled.

Ben kept pumping and squeezing until every last drop of cum was expelled. It was a huge load and he knew she was going to make him swallow it.

“You know what you have to do now don’t you?”

“Yes Mistress,” he murmured breathlessly. It was always a lot harder to eat his cum when he had been allowed to cum properly and the intense horniness that he’d been carrying around for weeks had been allowed to dissipate.

“Mmm,” she said, “but I don’t want you to just slurp it up in one quick gulp like you did last time…”

Ben looked at her nervously.

“I think you should savour it. So I want you to press your other hand on top and make sure both of them are nicely coated.”

Ben placed his right hand on top of the left and pressed them together, he could feel his thick cream  spreading out and coating both palms and oozing out between his fingers.

“Oh, and don’t forget this bit,” she laughed, reaching out and wiping the stray rope of cum from her thigh with her finger and offering it to his lips.

“I bet you thought I was going to let you lick that off my thigh afterwards didn’t you?”

Ben could only gently nod as he sucked his wife’s finger clean.

“Good boy, now lick your hands clean, slowly… savour the taste of your cum. You never know how long you’ll have to wait to taste that again.”

Ben lifted his right hand up to his face and slowly began the task of cleaning his sticky mess from his hand as instructed.

“But don’t take too long baby,” she said pushing the dildo back inside her dripping cunt. “I need your tongue, watching you do that has made me so fucking horny…”

VIP Room – Quick Update.

Perhaps ‘The VIP Room’ is okay after all, it’s quickly gone from 1 / 5 to nearly 4 / 5 in a matter of hours, not to mention several people have added it to their favourite story collections. I must admit I am a little surprised, because it’s perhaps a bit of a slow burner… and it’s quite short for me. Still, at least someone likes it, which is the main thing.

‘The VIP Room’ on Literotica

My latest story has been posted to Literotica, and some wag immediately commented ‘CUCK SHIT, This should be in Loving Wives!’.

I responded that I don’t agree, that it’s clearly a ‘cheating’ story, not a cuckolding story and did I really need to explain the difference?

Maybe, I do?

In my opinion, cuckolding implies that the act is done openly, and with the partner’s consent or agreement (to whatever extent, even if that is the simple fact that the partner doesn’t leave or if it is ‘tacit’ agreement). Of course there may be some exceptions to this but generally speaking that is my personal interpretation…

I appreciate that in common use the term ‘cuckold’ may apply to any partner of an adulterer, but to my mind that is a not strictly correct and distinctly different, at least as far as the kind of people who would read this and similar blogs would understand.

If you would like to read The VIP Room on Literotica and vote or leave a comment you can do it HERE

A New Story for You…

I’ve just posted a story to Literotica that I’m not going to post here, mainly because it’s got nothing to do with Femdom/Chastity or Cuckolding etc…

I wrote it pretty much in one go last Sunday, it took me about 2-3 hours I think, and I haven’t looked at it all week. I tweaked a few things today, but it’s pretty much as I wrote it. It’s a bit of an odd one, I’ve posted it in the ‘Anal’ category because I don’t really know where to put it.

It’s about a girl who gets to meet her idol (singer) at a gig and cheats on her fiance with him while she’s alone in the VIP area.

Yes, really… I’m not sure about it either to be honest, but since I’ve spent time on it I might as well post it. Someone will like it. After all, even when I spend ages on something that I personally think is my absolute best I still get people slamming it, so whatever… run it up the flag pole and see who salutes it I guess! 🙂

You can read this story now by visiting my dedicated erotic fiction blog

https://chastity-femdom.blogspot.co.uk/2017/08/vip-written-august-2017.html

Let me know what you think…

READY TO PLAY (Written August 2017)

Sophie stared out of the kitchen window as she washed the dishes.

“Don’t forget, a week on Saturday… Anna is coming over for the day.”

“Great…” said Rick slightly sarcastically as he picked up another plate to dry it. Sophie’s sister was a pain in the arse at the best of times and she never stopped talking. She also seemed to have an unwavering, yet ill-informed opinion on everything from refuse collection to homosexuals that drove Rick slightly mad if he had to spend too much time with her.

“You could at least try to fake some enthusiasm,” said Sophie.

“Umm, no… I don’t think I could,” responded Rick dryly.

The two fell into heavy silence for a moment as they contemplated the arrival of Sophie’s sister.

“Wait… next Saturday, but I’m supposed to be going to that thing with Adrian.”

Sophie flashed him an angry look.

“Rick! I told you I wanted you to be here… it’s been on the calendar for weeks.”

Rick sighed loudly and rubbed a wine glass just a bit too hard, breaking it off at the stem.

“Oh for fucks sake!” said Rick as he threw down the tea-towel. “I don’t know why I need to be here anyway, you two will just rabbit on for hours anyway.”

Sophie looked at her husband, her left eyebrow arched threateningly.

“Well…” whined Rick. “More her than you, to be fair.”

He threw the two parts of the wine glass in the bin and snatched his towel from where it lay on the counter.

“That’s not the point,” hissed Sophie.

The two stood in silence for half a minute until Rick piped up.

“I suppose you want me to cancel with Adrian then,” he muttered grumpily.

“Well, you shouldn’t have arranged it in the first place,” she snapped. “Perhaps if you listened a bit more you wouldn’t get yourself in these situations!”

“Fine,” Rick grunted, throwing the towel down again and stomping dramatically out of the kitchen.

“Where are you going?” asked Sophie, looking at the undried dishes on the drainer.

“The bloody lawn needs mowing, as you keep on reminding me….”

He slammed the back door and Sophie fumed silently for a short while, staring out of the kitchen window as she washed a few more dishes. Then, gradually, a familiar, yet slightly disturbing feeling came over her. The anger turned to calm determination and she quickly peeled off her rubber gloves and dropped them on the counter. She turned for a moment as if weighing up what she was going to do, and then reached down and hitched her summer dress up around her waist. She peeled off her panties and pushed them down to the floor, where she stepped out of them and picked them up. She paused for a brief moment, as she had so many times before, wondering if she was doing the right thing. Time and again she’d resolved to take action, but every single time she’d bottled it at the last moment. She felt slightly dizzy and held on to the worktop for a second, then she caught sight of her reflection in the kitchen window, her dark brunette bob sat just above her shoulders while her red summer dress showed off her medium sized but very appealing breasts. This time, finally, she wasn’t going to chicken out…

She rolled her panties carefully into a ball and carried them with her as she made her way out of the back door and off towards the garage. She opened the wooden door and in the gloom, at the far end of the long garage, she saw Rick fiddling with a recalcitrant strimmer. Rick ignored her and quietly swore at the strimmer instead.

“Rick,” she said in a quiet but firm voice. “Come here, I want to talk to you.”

Rick slammed the strimmer head down onto the workbench and slowly came over to where she was standing, he knew he was behaving like a child but sometimes he just couldn’t help it. He felt foolish and avoided looking into her eyes.

Sophie waited until he was right up close to her before she spoke, her voice barely more than a whisper…

“You keep on telling me you want me to be more dominant with you,” she started. “Well here’s your chance… don’t mess it up.”

Rick looked up, confused but cautiously excited. He nodded and looked away, unsure of what to expect.

“Get on your knees,” Sophie said, a little louder now, and a little more positive.

Rick sank to his knees immediately and looked up at his wife of sixteen years. They were both just the wrong side of forty, but time had been kinder to her than to him. She still turned heads and his friends often joked about how he was punching above his weight these days, particularly Adrian. He adored her, but time and again he had tried to encourage Sophie to be more dominant with him and while they did play now and then, it had always been an uphill battle.

In fact it had got to the point where recently he’d pretty much stopped trying to advance that side of their relationship as the levels of frustration it caused him were no longer worth the small rewards it was reaping. Unfortunately this also seemed to introduce a distance between the pair of them and they seemed to bicker more than they used to, which Rick hated, but he couldn’t seem to settle even though he knew he would have to eventually.

Sophie slowly lifted up her summer dress to reveal her silky smooth thighs. She had sexy legs, there was no doubt about that… a little thicker than they used to be, but still gorgeous and Rick liked her better that way anyway.  The dress lifted higher and higher until her beautiful pussy came into view, she usually kept it fairly trimmed, but she’d neglected it for the past few weeks and the hair had grown out a fair bit.

“You love my pussy don’t you?” said Sophie, just a trace of uncertainty still audible in her voice.

“Yes…” Rick’s voice was small and subdued.

“No, in fact… you worship it don’t you?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Do you want to taste it?”

“Yes, please…”

“Really? Are you going to start behaving like a good slave for me?”

Rick felt his cock hardening quickly.

“Yes… Mistress.”

“That’s better.”

Hearing him address her as ‘Mistress’ put her at ease and the positive memories it brought back from their previous play sessions helped to build her confidence.

Sophie put her hand on the back of his head and pulled him closer.

“Don’t touch, just breathe in that gorgeous scent… I bet your cock is hard already isn’t it?”

“Yes Mistress, very hard.”

“Good. I bet I can make it harder though…”

Sophie reached down and slowly ran her fingers between her legs, dipping slightly into the crease of her pussy. She rubbed her finger around Rick’s lips, coating them with her juices before gently pushing it into his mouth. He sucked greedily on her digit and his warm wet tongue circled around it, cleaning her musk from it until it was slowly removed.  Then she turned around and lifted her dress right up over her ass, before leaning forward and spreading her legs slightly.

“Kiss it slave.”

Rick leant forward tentatively and planted soft kisses all over Sophie’s ass cheeks, bringing a soft sigh from her as she enjoyed his attention.

“That’s it, keep going, show me how much you love my ass.”

As Rick pressed his lips to Sophie’s ass time and time again she felt her confidence growing more and more, this was certainly going better so far than she thought it might.

Rick kissed every last inch of Sophie’s sexy ass, at one point he reached up and put his hands on Sophie’s hips to hold her still, but she reached around and gently slapped his cheek.

“I said don’t touch, the only thing I want to feel is your lips.”

Rick dropped his hands back to his sides and continued lavishing his wife’s ass with kisses until she leaned further forward and reached back to part her cheeks, exposing her tight, pink hole to his gaze.

“Now you can really show me how much you love my ass.”

Rick’s cock throbbed mercilessly as he leaned forward and pressed his tongue between her cheeks, eagerly seeking its target.

“Mmm, that’s it, lick my sexy ass…”

Rick pushed forward, his tongue slightly penetrating her asshole now, his cock harder than he could remember in a long time. Sophie let him lick her ass for a while, building up the courage to say the words she’d wanted to say for a long time.

“Things are going to change around here Rick. If I say I want your tongue in my pussy or ass, then you’re going to do it… immediately. I don’t care if you’re in the mood or whatever… I don’t need you in the mood, I don’t even ‘need’ your cock to be hard to use you for my pleasure. Do you understand?”

“Yes Mistress,” gasped Rick.

“And if you’re lucky I will play with your cock and maybe let you cum… is that something you’d like?”

“Yes Mistress, please…”

“I might even let you fuck me. That’s another thing that’s going to change slave… in future you’ll only get to fuck me when I say so.”

Rick’s head was spinning, where the fuck had all this come from. He wasn’t sure about this last new rule at all, but he figured he better play along… at least for now.

“Are you willing to accept that slave? Because I don’t want you getting moody with me when I say no…”

Rick removed his tongue from Sophie’s ass just long enough to agree to this demand.

“And another thing,” she said, pushing her ass back against Rick’s tongue and forcing it inside her. “You don’t get to play with your cock anymore, unless I say so… and if you can’t do as you’re told then I might have to invest in something to help you behave for me.”

Rick groaned loudly into his wife’s ass, just the thought of her keeping him locked up and desperate was enough to make his cock jump in his jeans. He stopped licking her ass momentarily and she barked her displeasure.

“Don’t stop licking my ass until I tell you! You need to learn my ass is something to be worshipped whenever and however I want it.”

Sophie pushed back harder, forcing his tongue deeper into her tight hole. The feeling was intense and she felt her pussy getting wetter and wetter by the second.

“That’s it, fuck my ass with your tongue,” she groaned.

Sophie had him worship her ass for several minutes before she abruptly reached back and shoved his head away. She straightened up and turned around, giving him another glimpse of her gorgeous, captivating pussy. Rick looked up at her in awe, she had never looked so incredibly beautiful as she did in that moment. Slowly the dress came down and covered her sexy, curvy body, while all he could do was kneel there and wonder what was going to happen next.

“Now listen,” she said, holding his chin for effect. “I’m going to go upstairs now and make myself cum…. while you,” she said, leaning closer and looking directly into his eyes, “are going to mow the lawn and finish the dishes. Properly!”

Sophie let go of his chin and straightened up again.

“And when you’ve finished all that, then you can come upstairs… and if I’m not completely exhausted, I might let you eat my pussy.”

“Yes Mistress,” Rick heard himself say.

“Now open your mouth.”

Sophie reached out and pushed her rolled up panties into her husband’s mouth, then walked confidently past him towards the garage door, stopping only briefly to look back over her shoulder.

“And don’t even think about touching your cock, you have work to do!”

By the time she got back to the house Sophie was shaking with adrenaline and excitement. After so many failed attempts she had finally done it and now her pussy was soaking wet. She flew up the stairs, stripped off her summer dress and within minutes she was lying on the bed with her laptop open at a familiar sex site and her pussy stuffed full with her favourite dildo.

Sophie’s first orgasm came quickly as she watched two well-built guys fuck a lean blond girl with small tits. She watched through half closed eyes as one of the guys lay on his back with the girl riding him, his thick cock stretched her pussy while the other guy kneeled in front of her roughly fucking her mouth. Sophie was worked up watching this, but when the second guy moved around behind her and slowly forced his big, hard cock into her already stretched and sodden pussy next to the other guy’s, her breathing started to really quicken. She watched intently as the two guys found their rhythm and their cocks pounded the girl’s pussy hard, and when one of the guys started to cum and his creamy load dripped out of her ruined hole onto the other guy’s balls  it tipped her over the edge and she came so hard that she knocked the laptop off the bed and it tumbled to the floor.

When she recovered her breath, she smiled to herself and almost laughed out loud. Through the closed window she could hear the muffled sound of the lawn mower and got off the bed to sneak a peek. She looked down at her suddenly obedient husband, dutifully mowing the lawn. This was amazing. She surveyed the rest of the garden and realised it was going to take him at least another 30 minutes to finish the lawn AND the dishes, so she figured she might as well take her time.

Sophie picked up the laptop from the floor and opened the lid. There didn’t seem to be any major damage, part of the case had come away, but she pressed it together and it seemed to click back into place just fine. She lay back down on the bed and started searching the porn sites she knew. After a few minutes she found what she was looking for.

Sophie’s fingers found their way back between her legs as she watched the scene unfold on the laptop screen. A stern looking woman came into shot wearing a black leather basque with large silver buckles up the front, she matched these with the regulation black stockings, black leather boots and an oversized strap-on. As the shot widened she walked towards a man kneeling on the floor. He was naked apart from a thin pink collar around his neck, attached to which was a leash. The man was quite scrawny, with a pathetic, limp cock… not terribly attractive, she much preferred a ‘solid’ man like Rick, though he could definitely afford to lose a few pounds. Maybe if this played out the way she hoped she could orchestrate that somehow… it was certainly something to think about anyway.

The woman’s hair was tied back in a ponytail which added to her dominant look and as she stood in front of the scrawny guy she spoke to him in a language Sophie couldn’t understand (though she guessed it was probably Russian or something similar). The clip was badly subtitled, but Sophie quickly decided to ignore the words appearing at the bottom of the screen and concentrate on what she could see instead.

The woman grabbed the guy’s head and pulled him towards her, then fed the tip of her strap-on between his lips and forced it into his mouth. She bent forward and grabbed the leash and pulled it tight so that he couldn’t pull away and slowly started to fuck his face, forcing her cock deeper and deeper towards his throat as she picked up speed, all the while berating him for his inadequacies in her harsh Baltic tongue.

Sophie eased her favourite dildo back into her pussy and started grinding herself against it as she continued to tease her clit with her fingers. On the screen the woman pulled her ‘cock’ out of her slave’s mouth and shoved him down onto the floor then she moved behind him and crouched down, pressing the head of the strap-on down between his cheeks.

Watching intently, Sophie reached behind her and teased her asshole with her own finger. She and Rick had tried anal sex a few times in their sixteen years together, but she’d never really enjoyed it. In hindsight she realised she’d probably been too anxious about it and that trying it once every two or three years just meant that she was never giving herself a chance to get beyond the first-time nerves each time. Now though, after feeling her husband’s tongue teasing her asshole earlier, she felt like she really wanted something inside her ass. She reached over into the bedside drawer and pulled out a smaller dildo she’d had for a long time but rarely used. It was the first one she ever bought, a slim, black plastic shaft with a tapered gold head, which was perfect for her ass, except that it had no base so she had to be a little careful. She pulled the thicker dildo out of her pussy and sucked on it while she continued watching the screen, then she pushed her old dildo deep inside her hot, wet cunt to coat it with her hot slippery juices.

Sophie loved the taste of her pussy, she loved to suck Rick’s cock when it had been inside her and she moaned softly as she sucked the thick dildo clean. Then, once her slim dildo was nicely lubricated, she pulled it out of her warm, wet hole and slowly worked it into her asshole, inch by inch, until it was about two thirds of the way in. It felt good, and when she pushed the other, thicker dildo back inside her pussy it felt even better.

On the screen the Russian woman was fucking her slave’s ass hard, his head pressed down on the hard wooden floor as she pounded him. Sophie pictured Rick in his place, his ass spread and her cock filling him up. She worked the thinner dildo in her own ass, twisting it as she worked her clit, slowly easing closer and closer to her second orgasm.

The man collapsed onto the floor but the woman was undeterred, she knelt down astride him and forced her cock back into his ass, before laying down on top of him and fucking him harder than ever, crushing him into the floor as she barked abuse into his ear.

Sophie came a second time, her ass tightening around the smaller dildo and intensifying her climax dramatically. Unused to the sensation she grabbed it and pulled it out and then kind of wished she hadn’t… she’d know better next time. She dropped it to the floor, then lay back shattered as she listened to the sound of the clip running to its conclusion. The cries of the scrawny man cumming as his cock was pounded into the floor by the strap-on in his ass echoed around the room, and then silence took over as the clip faded to black.

Sophie lay quietly for a moment or two, allowing her breathing to return to normal and enjoying the peace and quiet. Slowly it dawned on her that she couldn’t hear the lawnmower anymore, she turned onto her side to glance at the screen and saw the runtime of the video was a lot longer than she’d originally thought. She listened carefully for the sounds of dishes being placed into cupboards but instead heard the bottom stair creak slightly and then heard Rick’s footsteps as he made his way to the bedroom door.

“I’ve finished… Mistress,” said Rick slightly nervously.

He looked down at his naked wife, her legs spread open, her pussy glistening and the bedding wet with her juices. Confronted with this, he licked his lips lustfully and had to stop himself from reaching down to touch his aching cock.

“You look…. incredible Mistress,” he said.

Sophie looked at him with fresh eyes, she loved her husband and despite his occasional moodiness he adored her, she just needed to hold her nerve and this could work out so well for both of them. Her fingers gently rubbed her pussy again and eased between her sodden lips.

“Thank you slave… that’s nice to hear,” she murmured. “Are you ready to lick my pussy now?”

“Yes Mistress…. I’m always ready to do that for you.”

“I’m glad to hear it,” Sophie smiled, arching her back slightly as she spoke. “Unfortunately, I don’t seem to remember giving you permission to take my panties out of your mouth?”

Rick’s mouth opened but no words came out.

“Well?”

“No Mistress, I’m sorry. I didn’t think…”

“No, you didn’t… we have a lot of work to do don’t we?”

“Yes Mistress,” he said ruefully.

Rick was confused as to where all this was coming from, he desperately wanted to taste her, but he loved her new found attitude and wasn’t about to argue with her.

“Remember what I said slave,” said Sophie, spreading her lips a little wider. “From now on you don’t get to fuck me unless I say so, and if I want your tongue then you drop everything and give me what I want, right?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“And you also keep your hands off your cock unless I give you permission to touch it, understand?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“I think from now on we need you to understand that my pleasure is paramount don’t we slave?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“And that the best way for you to get what you want is to make sure I am completely satisfied, in every possible way. And I’m not just talking about making me cum… if I ask you to mow the lawn it needs to be done as soon as possible, not six days later when it suits you, understand?”

Rick was conflicted, on the one hand he was hard and loving his wife’s new, dominant attitude, but could he really accept that her domination should extend as far as she was suggesting.

“Come closer slave.”

Rick walked round to the side of the bed that Sophie was closest to and Sophie rolled onto her side, her fingers back still busy between her thighs.

“When I ask you a question,” she said as she sucked on her pussy juice soaked fingers. “I expect an answer. So are you going to behave like I want you to, or is this going to be a battle? I love you dearly, and I want to give you the dominant wife you crave… but I want a husband who puts my happiness absolutely front and centre of his day, are you going to do that for me?”

Rick was transfixed by the sight of his wife licking her fingers clean and then pushing them back down between her legs again.

“If it pleases you Mistress,” he finally managed to answer.

Sophie shook her head, he wasn’t getting away with that. Things had to start on the right foot or not at all.

“Yes Mistress,” he offered eventually.

Sophie smiled at her husband and lifted her fingers up towards him.

“Better, you may lick them clean. Though I hope we won’t have this sort of dance over every demand I make, or this may become tiring for both of us.”

Rick leaned forward and took his wife’s slender fingers into his mouth. The taste was delicious and her juices were copious, he stared at the bedding around her pussy, he couldn’t remember ever having seen her so wet.

“Mmm, I bet that made your cock ache just a little more for me, didn’t it?”

“Yes Mistress,” he moaned.

“I think you need to show me just how hard it is… go on.”

Rick unbuttoned his jeans and pulled his hard, throbbing cock out, Sophie batted his hands away immediately.

“No touching remember!”

Sophie studied Rick’s thick, hard cock as she continued to touch herself openly.

“It so nice to be able to touch yourself whenever you want,” she smiled. “Would you like me to touch your cock?”

“Yes… please, Mistress.”

“Mmm, well… maybe just a little.”

Sophie reached up and closed her fingers loosely around Rick’s throbbing meat, then began very slowly stroking him.

“Does that feel good slave… or would you like it harder?”

“Harder Mistress, please…”

“I don’t think so. I think this is hard enough for now. Unless you’d rather I stopped?”

“No! No, please don’t stop…”

Sophie smiled and slowed the stroking even more.

“Do you know what your dirty wife just did?” she teased.

“No Mistress….”

“She just came with a big dildo in her pussy and a little dildo in her ass…”

Rick moaned softly as he pictured the scene she was describing.

“You’d love to have been able to see that wouldn’t you?”

“God yes,” he groaned, willing her to stroke his cock faster.

“Mmmm,” said Sophie and she stroked both Rick’s cock and her own clit. “I feel so horny today slave, I just don’t seem to be able to stop touching myself. Is that how you feel too?”

“Yes Mistress,” Rick’s voice came as little more than a hoarse whisper.

“What a pity that you can’t touch yourself then…”

Sophie gave Rick’s cock a trio of hard pumps and then resumed her original, infuriating level of grip.

“So slave… I wonder, if I had two slaves and you had a choice, would you rather be the one in my pussy or the one in my ass?”

Rick could barely speak, but he managed to groan out his choice.

“Your ass, Mistress.”

Sophie smirked slightly.

“Of course… you do know that if I actually had two slaves… I’d make you suck each other’s cocks to entertain me?”

Sophie felt Rick’s cock twitch and went in for the kill.

“Oh, so you like the thought of sucking another slave’s cock do you?”

Rick’s face reddened as he tried to deny it.

“No Mistress, I…”

Sophie laughed cruelly, “Your cock doesn’t lie slave. What if you had to compete, what if you had to suck each other’s cocks for me and the one who came first didn’t get to fuck me. I bet you’d learn to suck cock real good for me then wouldn’t you?”

Again Rick tried to protest but Sophie ignored him, her hand moving faster on his cock as she gripped tighter and tighter.

“Feels good?” she smiled.

“Yes Mistresss… I’m getting close, really close.”

Sophie stroked him hard and fast.

“Are you? That’s good, but you’re not going to cum are you? You need to hold it back until I say… whether that’s a few seconds, a few minutes, a few days or a few weeks… maybe even a few months… you don’t cum until I say, right?”

“Yes Mistress! Please, I’m so close, I can’t…”

“You want me to stop?”

“Please Mistress! Please stop, I can’t…”

Sophie let go and spread her legs wide, offering her husband a clear and unobstructed view of her fingers dancing around her gorgeous pussy,

Rick was agonizingly close, he didn’t want to look away but he knew watching her was going to push him over the edge. One more stroke would have been enough to reach the tipping point and he had to reluctantly close his eyes, it was the only way to maintain control.

“What’s the matter slave, I thought you liked watching me touch myself?”

“I do Mistress, I just…can’t.”

Sophie grinned like the cat that got the cream.

“Is it so hard, is it so bad that you really can’t stand to look at your wife’s beautiful pussy?” she teased. “You must want to cum soooo bad…”

Rick clenched his fists in frustration

“Is that what you really want, is that what you want more than anything?”

“Yes Mistress, please….”

“Well, I suppose maybe I could let you cum… on my feet.”

Rick really wanted to slam his cock inside her and fill her full of his cum, but it seemed that wasn’t his decision anymore, and besides he wouldn’t have lasted more than a second.

“Yes Mistress, please… I need to cum so badly,” he breathed.

Sophie watched him for a few seconds, her fingers well inside her hole now, she wanted the dildo inside her again – but she had a couple of other things to attend to first.

“Really? I don’t think you do, in fact I don’t think you have any idea what needing to cum badly feels like yet, but you will… you’re going to love it, and you’re going to love me for making it happen, aren’t you?”

Rick nodded.

“Aren’t you?” she insisted.

“Yes Mistress.”

“Good, now listen and I’ll tell you what I want you to do. First, I want you to put your poor aching cock away…”

Sophie paused and watched as Rick first looked at her in disbelief and then, accepting her order, struggled to force his rock hard meat back inside his jeans while Sophie giggled slightly at his discomfort.

“Good slave… Next you’re going to go downstairs and ring my sister. You’re going to tell her that next Saturday you’re going to pick her up at 11 and bring her back here so she can have a drink with dinner. Then, I want you to shave your face nice and smooth for me… and then, if I’ve got any energy left at all, I might… possibly think about letting you eat my beautiful pussy. I know you really want to do that don’t you?”

“Yes Mistress…” said Rick, wondering what the hell had gotten into his wife, and why he was giving in to her so easily. Sure he’d always wanted her to be more dominant, but he never expected anything like this. On the other hand, he figured that if he blew it now he would probably never get another chance. Every time he pushed her to be more dominant she would just throw it back in his face that she did and he messed it up. No, he was going to have to play this one out and see where it led.

“Right then, better get moving.”

“Yes Mistress.”

Rick headed for the door. Ringing Anna was a nightmare, it would take at least twenty minutes to give her that simple message, but maybe he’d get lucky and she’d be busy or something? Deep down he knew that was a forlorn hope.

“Oh, and you’d better ring Adrian as well, at least that shouldn’t take too long…”

Sophie watched him leave and flicked the laptop back to life. She needed to buy some things, and quickly, before she changed her mind. She opened her web browser and tapped a few keys and within a few minutes she’d completed her purchase. She couldn’t wait to see Rick’s face when she told him that the morning he went to fetch her sister his ass was going to be plugged, that it would remain plugged for the whole day, and that when he got back from taking her home he was going to be pegged for the first time.

She played with her pussy with one hand as she closed the window and then scrolled through the links saved in her favourites folder. She moved down the list, down to the ones right at the bottom, the ones that were carefully renamed to avoid accidental detection.  A familiar link caught her attention and she clicked on it. She fed her favourite dildo back into her waiting, greedy cunt and lay back to watch the short clip.

On the screen a dark haired woman stroked a guy’s cock, it was perhaps a touch larger than Rick’s, but there wasn’t much to choose between them. It had some odd scarring, possibly from where a piercing had been removed and he had an unusual sun wheel tattoo on his stomach. He was tied down firmly, unable to prevent his Mistress from doing whatever she pleased to him. Sophie loved that idea. He groaned as he neared orgasm and the woman stroked him harder, faster… then right as he reached the point of no return, she let go of his cock and started slapping his balls hard over and over, laughing cruelly as his cock leaked cum all over his stomach while he twisted and writhed, desperately trying to pull his poor battered balls away from his Mistress’s punishing hand.

Cursing the brevity of the clip, Sophie quickly fired up another clip featuring the same couple, again too short… but God it made her pussy throb.

She watched two more videos on the same account, her fingers a blur on her clit as she pounded the dildo into her soaking wet slit. Again the videos were over all too quickly and she loaded the fifth and final clip in the series. It was as the woman held a vibrator to her slave’s balls and ruined his orgasm while he was trapped in a chastity cage, that she finally realised Rick was in REAL trouble.

Her third orgasm hit her even harder than the previous two and she spasmed hard, finally coming to rest in a heap on the bed, her breathing deep and laboured. Her favourite dildo lay discarded by her side, the juices of her utterly sated pussy soaking into the bedclothes. Poor Rick, she was completely spent now, two orgasms in a night were unusual for her, three was unheard of. He might as well forget shaving, the best he could hope for would be stroking his cock and cumming on her pretty feet, and that was starting to look like a long shot, at best.

Downstairs Rick could hear his wife cumming loudly in one ear while her sister’s voice filled the other.

“What’s all that noise in the background?” complained Anna.

“Oh, I think… Sophie has the TV on upstairs.”

“Upstairs? Tell her to turn it down for Heaven’s sake!”

“Yeah,” said Rick as he gazed in the direction of the stairs. “Yeah, I’ll do that.”

After Rick had finally gotten off the phone to Anna, called Adrian and made his excuses and then shaved, he returned to the bedroom to find Sophie fast asleep, her gorgeous pussy still clearly visible. He stood there for a while waiting to see if she would wake up and when it was clear that she wasn’t going to, he carefully closed her laptop and placed it on the bedside table and pulled a sheet over her to keep her warm.

For a moment Rick looked at Sophie’s laptop, curious to know what she had just watched that had made her cum and left her so exhausted. He thought about taking the laptop with him, but as he reached for it Sophie murmured something in her sleep and he thought better of it. He would find out sooner or later he figured, and snooping on her laptop was not a wise or respectful move.

His cock ached as he made his way quietly downstairs but he knew that if he jerked himself off and she wanted to play with his cock later she’d be able to tell. He really had got himself in a situation now… a classic case of ‘be careful what you wish for’ in fact…

Morning Teasing…

Mistress had a day off work yesterday, she works on flexi-time so it’s quite easy for her to get enough hours to have a day off. This is in addition to the fact that she only works Monday to Thursday of course, which means that whenever she announces that she has a Thursday off, thus giving her a four day weekend, I feel utterly justified in scowling in compete disdain!

However, one upside is that usually Mistress is up before me and these last two mornings Mistress has redeemed herself by stroking my cock for a few minutes before the absolute deadline is reached and I really have to get up and go to work. It’s a lovely way to start the day, even though it does making getting up a lot harder – I’d much rather stay in bed and lick Mistress’s gorgeous pussy of course, but still….

To add insult to injury, as I got up this morning (I’m not sure if this was on purpose or not, I suspect not but the effect was the same) Mistress stretched rather theatrically and the sheet fell away to reveal one of her beautiful breasts rather in the manner of a ‘glamour’ shoot…

Hmm. Damn you work!

Last night Mistress and I went out for a meal. We went somewhere we’d never been before and I have to say the food was pretty fantastic. Mistress looked very hot in her newest sandals (I need to get a pic of these) showing off her very pretty feet and painted toes, and when we got home I made a point of kneeling down and taking her shoes off for her and then kissed her feet until she got up to start getting getting changed.

I stayed on my knees as she started undressing, optimistically hoping that she might just lean on her dressing table and present her gorgeous ass for my tongue. Sadly not… so in the end I gave up and went downstairs and we eventually watched some TV before I went to bed.

Mistress must have stayed up for another hour or so I guess, and when she came to bed I woke up and she curled up against me, pressing her sexy ass against my rock hard cock as I wrapped my arms around her. We stayed like that for quite a while I think, I really love that feeling of being so close to her like that, the feeling of her naked skin is so wonderful.. I wish we could sleep like that all night, but eventually we moved apart and went to sleep.

— — —- —– —- — —

The other day I was browsing Amazon looking for books, and in the reviews for this one book (which didn’t sound very good) I noticed in the comments that someone had suggested that instead of this book people should read this other book called ’22’s Diary’ by Maitresse P.

Intrigued, I found this on Amazon at the astonishing asking price of £57 or something ridiculous. However, there were a few copies available on marketplace for about £11, but there was not one single review to inform me as to whether it was worth the money.

Slightly frustrated I Googled the book and found very little, except there was a site called ‘Good Reads’ (I think) where I read four reviews, all positive to varying degrees and one which said something like ‘Shamefully, I came after reading two chapters’.

As I had an Amazon voucher I thought it worth the risk and it turned up yesterday from Wordery (whatever that is). The first thing to note is the exceptional lack of care taken in the presentation. The spine and back cover are plain white with just a barcode on the back. I presume this is some kind of printed to order book(?), but it’s a shame they didn’t bother to put a bit of blurb on the back and at the very least the title on the spine, is that really too much to expect?

Shoddy!

The book purports to be translated from French, I don’t know if that’s actually true or if it’s some badly thought out ruse to make it sound more interesting and/or exotic… whatever, there are some dreadful errors in the text with some unnecessary words (especially ‘always’) deployed somewhat randomly in the sentences which render them slightly nonsensical. There is also a complete paragraph duplicated within a couple of pages, just carelessness really.

A pity because so far (I haven’t read much to be honest) the book seems quite good, there’s an emphasis on pegging and chastity, but it seems like more of a cuckolding diary than anything, but we shall see.

One small part of the book I read gave a frank description of how to go about performing oral sex on a woman, and while I have a considerable amount of experience in this area (and am hopefully considered of a reasonable standard) I’m always interested to hear new opinions or suggestions on ways to do it better.

Actually one part of this description gave me the slight inkling that the book might just have been written by a man, but then again I could be well wide of the mark there, perhaps I just have a naturally suspicious mind?

So, we’ll see, I guess. It’s a reasonably thick book, and it’s started straight in to the story with no messing about, so I’m assuming the book will become more ‘interesting’ as it progresses. I’ll try to remember to post a review when I’ve finished the book

An Enthusiastic (previously missed) Comment…

One of the stories I keep thinking about writing a sequel to is ‘Girls Talk’, it’s one of the highest scoring of my stories on Literotica and I think definitely one of the best things I have ever written. I just noticed that back in January someone left this enthusiastic comment for me…

cdCindy1 said: Please continue! Great story. It’s almost exactly what I want my wife to do with me. I’d love to watch her make out with her best friend Darlene while I lick Darlene’s husband’s cum out of her pussy. Then while my wife is licking Darlene’s tits, I’ll be cumming on their feet and then lick it all up.
Please continue with the next chapter. I can’t wait to hear about Sarah pegging Michael in front of Jenny. Please also tell us about Sarah getting fucked by another man. If not Nick, then maybe Michael’s boss (or her boss) who has a big cock. The boss would fuck Sarah, cum inside her, Michael would lick the cum out of her cunt, and then Michael would suck the boss’ cock and swallow his 2nd load. Jenny would watch the whole thing and maybe Nick would watch too. The humiliation that Michael would feel is the exact feeling I want to experience with my wife, her best friend, her boss, and anyone else who wants to watch a sissy faggot cocksucking bitch (ME).