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blue179 Member 384	# Posted: 24 Sep 2007 14:43:52 Reply  This is my first post of an almost true story. If it proves interesting I will add the other parts. Please let me know what you think. As I entered the spare bedroom - the room I had been sleeping in for the past three months - with a basket of clean laundry, I saw my wife standing by the bed. Placing the basket on the floor beside the ironing board I curtsied to her. As I looked up she smiled like 'the cat that got the cream'. She looked stunning in a new gold coloured dress which hugged her gorgeous figure and made it obvious that she was not wearing a bra. My gaze travelled down to take in her white nylon encased thighs then down further to her sexy little high heeled sandles. She looked so cute and so fragile I ached to hold her in my arms but I knew that was not going to happen. She was staring at me, probably amused by the black and white pvc maid's uniform I was wearing. It was an early Christmas present from her and her latest lover John. I felt ridiculous as I stood there not knowing what to say. This woman was my wife of twenty years, the mother of my grown children. Yet I stood there blushing and tongue-tied like a love sick teenager called to the front of the class by the mature and gorgeous teacher - the object of his wildest pubescent fantasies. As she sat on the bed her dress rode up to reveal a tantalising glimpse of white stocking top and I had to swallow to stop myself drooling. 'Do you like my outfit slave?' 'Yes maam,' I stammered. I hated having to call my own wife maam but knew from bitter experience what the consequences of not doing so would be. 'Come here.' I stepped towards her as she shouted,' Crawl you stupid maggot ! Or do you think your head should be above mine ?' 'No maam, sorry maam.' I pressed my nose to the carpet and crawled to her. 'Do you like my sexy shoes ?' She knew I loved her sexy feet and had always taken a great interest in her footwear. ' Would you like to kiss them?' 'Yes please maam.' I felt utterly pathetic as she pushed the bottom of her shoe toward my face. I was not even to be allowed to kiss the tops ! 'We don't want you making a silly mistake and touching my foot do we dear ? After all, you are in enough trouble as it is.' I was not aware of being in any trouble at all. In fact I had been working flat out to please her and do everything to her exacting standards in the hope that she might, after three months, take pitty on me and remove the chastity cage so that I could have the blessed relief of an orgasm. Even if I had to do it myself standing over the toilet bowl while my wife ridiculed me and smacked my ass with her hair brush like the last time. Anything, absolutely anything, I didn't care so long as I could cum ! After I had tongued the bottom of both shoes she stood up and placed one foot on the bed. From my prone position I could see her sexy gold coloured silk panties. I imagined I could even smell her womanly scent. Feeling light-headed I stared in awe at her majestic form as it towered over me. 'John will be here soon. He's taking me to his works Christmas Eve party. He says he wants to show me off to his friends and colleagues. Hence the new dress he bought me. Oh, and by the way, you need to give him the money for it. Oops, I forgot, you can't can you ? I don't allow you any money now do I ? Oh well, I suppose you will just have to appologise to him for not being able to pay for your own wife's clothes and beg him to take care of that like he takes care of your other marital duties, won't you darling ?' 'Anyway, I won't be home tonight, I'm staying at John's place. And I won't see you tomorrow either. John and I want to spend our first Christmas Day together with no distractions. So I guess I'll see you some time on Boxing Day. You can use the time to give the house a really good clean from top to bottom. I want it spotless for when I bring John back on Boxing Day '. I could not believe what I was hearing. We had agreed there would be no limits and no going back. In fact I had insisted on it because it was such a turn on to give everything up to the woman I loved. Unfotunately she was taking me at my word. My beautiful wife was going to spend Chritmas with another man !
blue179 Member 384	# Posted: 26 Sep 2007 11:19:09 Reply  Ok I guess nobody is interested in my story. That's a pity. It would have covered about fourteen instalments. Guess it was not to the taste of people on this site - I will try another site.
alamodom Member 23	# Posted: 26 Sep 2007 16:55:38 Reply  I like the story but it was just posted yesterday, I think. Not everybody lives on this site. Give it time. alamodom
subchard Member 182	# Posted: 26 Sep 2007 18:11:04 Reply  Hey blue179; Just read your story and think it has great potential, please keep writing
jeroen Member 7	# Posted: 26 Sep 2007 23:24:45 Reply  please continue... bbwdekhengst
bottomsupinpa Member 122	# Posted: 26 Sep 2007 23:30:23 Reply  Please keep writing.
blue179 Member 384	# Posted: 28 Sep 2007 11:37:40 Reply  Ok thanks for the comments, here is part two. Just then a car horn sounded outside. 'That will be him.' smiled my wife. 'Better not keep him waiting. Oh and, by the way, if you get time to sleep you do it on the kitchen floor. I don't want you getting the idea that this room is yours. Nothing is yours, do you understand?' 'Yes maam.' I whispered. Looking at my pathetically sad face she must have felt a moment of pity as she said,' If you look in the portch you will find an old pair of my trainers. You can use them as a pillow. Give them a nice big kiss goodnight and think about me partying the night away with my hunk.' Unable to hold in my emotions any longer I started to cry. If I hoped she would relent I was dissapointed. ' Look darling, you are the one who insisted I promise you not to hold back. You wanted me to do everything I could to hurt and humiliate you emotionally. That was the turn on for you wasn't it?' It was true I had insisted on exactly that. 'Do you remember making me promise that I would not stop no matter what? I told you that you would cave in and might have regrets but you still insisted that I should ignore your protests and ride roughshod over your feelings.' As she smiled down at me she stroked my hair with her dainty hand,' I keep my promises babe, ok?' The horn sounded again and she turned to leave. 'Please maam!' I sobbed,'Will you at least loosen these locks? They are killing me! I can't stand it now so by the time you come back I will be going nuts!' The locks I spoke of were on my ankle - length boots. They had six inch spike heels and were way too small for me. They were another early Christmas present from my wife and her lover, ordered from a specialist company and came with locks to prevent their unauthorised removal. Tilting her pretty head to one side, she considered for a moment before answering my plea, ' No I don't think so slave. The pain will help you to remember your place. Merry Christmas darling.' Then she was gone.
blue179 Member 384	# Posted: 28 Sep 2007 12:26:37 Reply  Part Three While I Have Time. Boxing Day morning I woke up at around 6 am on the cold kitchen floor. I quickly put away my wife's old trainers that I had been using as a pillow, kissing each one before storing them in the portch curboard. I had no idea what time my wife was coming back so I rushed around the house double and tripple checking that everything was immaculate. I was hoping desperately that she would be sufficiently pleased with my efforts to spend some time with me and take off the infernal chastity belt. Who knew, maybe, having had time to think and to miss me, she would come home alone and end the game. Maybe she had had enough and would just want to curl up beside me in bed and make love the way we used to? Part of me wanted that desperately but another part wanted the game to go on and for her to come home with her lover to humiliate me, treating me like a worthless slave. It was still such a turn on ! But which did I want more ? It was hard to think clearly in my frustrated chastised state. One minute I was sure of what I wanted then the next minute doubts began to creep in. If I could just get to cum, then I could calm down and think more rationally. We could discuss how we both felt and decide how we wanted to go on. That wasn't too much to ask, was it ? It was nearly 2pm when I heard a car outside. I rushed to the window and saw them walking hand in hand towards the front door. Quickly I opened the door and knelt on the floor, my eyes cast downward. Half of me felt accutely embarrassed but the other half just felt right somehow. This was my place. This was what my wife wanted of me. Coming through the door they both ignored me and went into the lounge. My wife called for me to serve them coffee. As I placed the cups on the coffee table my wife looked up at me from her position on her lover's knee. 'Introductions then I think. John darling this is my slave. You can call him anything you like,' she giggled. 'Slave this is the man I am sleeping with, the man I want instead of you, the man I have fallen in love with. You will call him Sir or Master John. Is that clear?' I could not bring myself to look him in the eye as I answered, 'Yes Maam.' So much for my hopes of her ending the game! 'When we have finished our coffee we are going to bed. Neither of us has had much sleep lately, have we darling?' She put her head on his shoulder as they both laughed. ' I hope you have been busy slave. I'll be checking your work later. You know what happens when I find faults don't you?' 'Yes Maam.' Was that the only thing I was ever going to say?! ' In fact, I just had an idea. Why don't we let John check your work and then carry out the necessary punishment too ? That would help to make you feel at home wouldn't it babe?' my wife asked her lover. Turning back to me her tone of voice became colder and more commanding. ' Ask your master if he will check your work and punish you accordingly.' At my embarressed hesitation she snapped, 'Now slave ! Or get out of my house.' Still looking at the carpet I began, 'Please sir, will you check my hosework and punish me as you see fit for any faults you find ?' I was bright red and I knew it ! @Now look at John and do it again. And this time sound like you mean it. A little curtsy at the end would be nice too.'
powerono Member 42 Pictures: 1	# Posted: 1 Oct 2007 17:42:30 Reply  gr8 story continue
blue179 Member 384	# Posted: 2 Oct 2007 11:13:25 Reply  Ok here goes the next part, hope you enjoy it - I did. John had a big grin on his face as I raised my eyes up to his and then quickly dropped them to his chin. He looked to be in his twenties , about half my wife's age. Yet here he was slumped on my expensive leather suite, my darling wife on his knee, his hand lightly carressing her thigh. As I curtsied he could not help himself and burst out laughing. That started my wife laughing and they both got up and walked out of the lounge. He had his arm protectively round her as she called to me over her shoulder, ' Put your tracksuit on over your maid's outfit and go and clean John's car slave. If you're a good boy I might have something else for you to clean later.' After cleaning John's car I did not know what to do next so I went to the spare room and sat on the bed. I was deep in thought when my wife came in and stood in front of me hands on hips. Startled out of my reverie I made to get up but she pushed me back down and, moving closer, pulled my head into her stomache, gently ruffling my hair. She was ready for bed, silk nighty, fluffy pink dressing gown and matching cute little furry slippers. I almost gasped out loud with pain at the knowledge that she had made love to him dressed like this. In many ways it was worse than her wearing some sexy outfit for him. It was somehow more personal. The only person who should ever touch her dressed in her everyday night clothes was me, her husband of twenty years ! Now she was giving even that to him, this other man who was taking her away from me. My heart felt like it would break but, at the same time, my cock was about to burst from its prison and soak her in a long overdue flood of my cum. 'Have you missed me babe?' She asked as she cupped my cheeks and bent to brush her lips against mine. It took all my strength not to grab her and throw her down on the bed and ......... that was the problem - and what? Ask her nicely to unlock my chastity cage perhaps?! Maybe she read my thoughts as her mood suddenly shifted and she cracked me hard across my face. 'That's for having rude thoughts about your mistress. Now get up. I want you stripped and in punishment position. Now you useless wimp, Now !' Moving as quickly as my shaking hands would allow, I stripped off my uniform. I looked down at my stilleto boots then at her, hoping she would finally let me remove them. The pain of wearing them for nearly 48 hours was driving me insane. 'No slave, not yet. You have more suffering to do yet. Perhaps you should remember all the times I suffered and wore sexy high heels for you. Now move !' I stood at the foot of the bed, legs apart, as she secured them with leather straps to the metal bed legs. Next my hands were hancuffed in front of me and clipped to a rope hanging from the ceiling. She had to climb onto the bed to reach it and pull it taught. I breathed in her perfume as I stood shivering with a mixture of fear, anticipation and lust.
blue179 Member 384	# Posted: 2 Oct 2007 11:55:32 Reply  Hope some of you guys - and maybe girls too - are enjoying this. Please feel free to comment. Most of this stuff really happened though obviously I have added and taken away and re-ordered some stuff to make it a smoother read. There's lots more so please give me your thoughts and maybe even a little encouragement? Thanks. 'Ok, now I'm not going to put on your punishment hood because I want to be able to see your face and, more importantly, I want you to see mine.' My wife explained as she knelt on the bed in front of me. ' I want to enjoy the expressions on your face when John beats your ass. I want to see the pain and the humiliation, then the dawning knowledge that I won't lift a finger to help you or to interfere in any way with the punishment you receive from your master. And, of course, I want you to see me laughing at you as you suffer. After all, you did always try to encourage me to enjoy hurting you physically and mentally didn't you? You know I used to struggle with that part. Well I've worked really hard on getting over that and I want you to be assured that my struggles are over babe.' She smiled and cocked her head to one side like a little girl expecting praise for some small task well performed. Shit, she was beautiful ! So very beautiful ! And now even more so since out of my reach, in more ways than one. 'I can see you worked hard too on your housework but you must understand that I demand perfection from you now. We demand it, John and I.' I closed my eyes in pain as all the possible connertations of her last sentence swamped my mind - John and I ! 'I'm going to gag you though, I know the house is detatched but we don't want to risk attracting the attention of the neighbours do we dear?' At that she produced a large inflatable gag and, after spitting on it, shoved it into my mouth, securing the buckles around my head. 'Feel free to beg and cry as much as you like slave. It won't make any difference to you but it will increase mine and john's enjoyment,' she laughed. By this point I was feeling faint. The excruciating pain of the boots, the uncomfortable position in which I was secured, the fear of the beating to come, the intoxicating site of my gorgeous wife, her cruel comments, her mesmerising scent, my desperately straining cock, the overload of emotion coupled with sleepless nights that had been my life since we started playing this 'game' that seemed to be getting out of control. All this was combining to short circuit my brain. As my wife started to inflate the gag I tried to tell her. She could see I was panicing and paused her inflating to listen. 'What are you saying? You are going to faint?' She understood. She would stop this now. I nodded my head vigorously, appealing to her desperately with my eyes. 'So go ahead - faint. It won't change anything. I have smelling salts if we need them. This is happening darling and you cannot and will not stop it, ok?' As the seriousness of my situation dawned on me I began to sob helplessly. She stroked my cheek lovingly as she resumed pumping up the gag with her other hand. Then, kissing me lightly and chastely on the forehead , she whispered,'I love you babe, you know I always will. This is how I show you, by making you suffer for me. You show me your love by accepting that suffering in whatever form I decide to inflict it. It may not be conventional but it works for us doesn't it sweetheart. Maybe it's the only way a relationship as passionate as ours has become can expressed. Now, I am going to call for John. Be brave for me my darling.' As she went to leave I cried through my gag,' I love you, I love you!' She just smiled, touched my cheek with her delicate fingers and was gone.
peakmb Member 384	# Posted: 3 Oct 2007 00:35:51 Reply  It started well and its getting better. Thanks Blue.
Rover68uk Member 47 Pictures: 3	# Posted: 3 Oct 2007 01:05:13 Reply  OH yes keep it going...PLEASE! Sadly still a wannabe
blue179 Member 384	# Posted: 3 Oct 2007 15:32:24 Reply  Thanks for the encouragement guys. I wish more readers would take the time to comment. Anyway here goes the next instalment. A few minutes later I heard the two of them entering the room behind me. My wife swatted my bare ass as she walked past me and sat on the bed, her back against the headboard. 'Ok babe show him who's in charge here,' she said to her lover as he stood behind me. Though the room was warm I was shivering uncontrollably as I heard him slide the belt from his trousers. 'This is gonna hurt you more than me boy,' he whispered in my ear. Then he stepped back and crack ! My behind was on fire ! I lost all sense of time as my beating at the hands of my wife's chosen lover continued. I cried into my gag as I thrashed and struggled against my bonds. I begged, I threatened and I screamed unintelligable obscenities, but it went on just the same. My wife laughed and encouraged her lover the whole time until, finally, the belt was thrown down and John came around in front, tearing off his clothes as he went. As he climbed onto the bed with my wife she let out a squeel of delight to match his growl of lust. Tearing open her fluffy dressing gown, he forced her legs apart and rammed his hugely engorged manhood into her obviously soaking pussy. As she wrapped her arms and legs tightly around her man, my wife let out that certain sound, a mixture of groan, sigh and gasp that I knew meant she was cumming. He had made her cum just from the initial penetration of his cock, something I had never achieved in our twenty years of marriage. As he continued to pound her, I watched, appalled and yet completely enthralled as her cute furry slippers bobbed up and down with his thrusts. I even found myself thrusting with my own hips in time with his as hot tears rolled down my face. No longer tears of pain these were tears of unendurable frustration. For over three months I had gone without even the luxury of an erection, much less an orgasm. Twice during that time I had been 'milked' - purely for health reasons my wife had told me. Both times the chastity cage had remained in place as the cum dribbled weakly from my restrained cock. For all that time I had watched her, had seen her cum so many times. I had used a vibrator and a strap-on cock on her. I had used my tongue and fingers. I had listened through the wall to her screams as her lover plowed her depths. In all that time not once had my needs been considered much less addressed. I hoped desperately for some sign from the woman I loved. Some tiny acknowledgement that she was thinking of me as she gave herself to this other man. Just as I began to give up, I saw her tighten the grip of her legs as John's pace quickened still more and, amid groans and squeals of pleasure and release, they came together. Then finally, as her orgasm subsided and John was still twitching , forcing the last drops of his doubtless heavy and virile load of sperm into the warm folds of my darling wife's most intimate place, I saw it. My wife stuck two fingers up at me with one hand as she caressed her lover's hair with the other. Eventually they separated and lay in each other's arms enjoying their post-orgasmic glow. Whispering to each other they laughed quietly, enjoying the sweet intimacy of lovers entirely comfortable with each other. Not having seen them make love before, I was shocked to find that this intimacy seemed even more painful to me than the sex act itself. I was filled with such sweet pain and longing for my darling wife that I thought I might actually burst. 'Well I think it's time I put some clothes on,' she said. Kissing her lover gently on the lips she got up, quickly making herself decent by pulling down her nighty and re-securing her dressing gown. She stepped past me making for the door before having second thoughts and coming back to stand at my side. Grabbing my hair she turned my tear-stained face to hers,' Now you know why I want him and not you. You can't compete with that can you ? That's how a real man fucks his woman. Remember it next time you get any stupid ideas about going back to how we were.' Then, turning to her lover she said,'Take your time finishing his punishment darling. There's no rush. Enjoy yourself.' I couldn't believe this ! I thought it was over ! Seeing the look of panic and outright desperation on my face, my wife smiled at me as she slid one hand inside her dressing gown. When she brought it out I could clearly see a large glob of their mixed juices running slowly down her fingers. Her eyes never left mine as, raising her hand she popped her fingers into her mouth, sighing with pleasure as she sucked then clean. I could not believe this was the same consevative, respectable lady I had married. A mother of two grown children. A local councillorat that. My shock must have been evident as she leaned close and spat in my face. Then laughing she turned and left me alone in the room with her lover.
subchard Member 182	# Posted: 3 Oct 2007 17:05:27 Reply  awesome story...plese continue!
subchard Member 182	# Posted: 3 Oct 2007 17:06:23 Reply  so excited by your story that i forgot how to spell! i meant to say please continue!
gray49 Member 3	# Posted: 3 Oct 2007 23:49:10 Reply  Great story you are a man after my own heart, being my wifes total slave is my ultimate fantasy and you are telling the story very well please keep it up and post more installments.
blue179 Member 384	# Posted: 8 Oct 2007 16:18:38 Reply  Ok guys and girls, here goes the next bit. Sorry its been a while but I have to have each part checked by my wife before I can post it and she has been away with her new boyfriend for a few days. John got off the bed and stood, completely naked, at my side, his face almost touching mine.'Did you enjoy watching your wife being seen to by a real man, slave? You don't mind me calling you slave do you?' I stood silently staring at the wall. I was really annoyed that my wife had left me alone with this guy - but also a little afraid of what he might do next. 'I could call you sissy maid if you preffer? What's the matter, scared of me? Well you should be. I'm fucking your old lady. I have her permission to do anything I like to you. And if you give me any trouble at all she says she'll throw you out. How do you feel about that?' 'It's not surprising she wants me instead of you is it? Now that she's had a taste of this !' He grabbed my hair and forced me to look down to where he was slowly masterbating his once more rampant cock. It was indeed impressive and I could clearly see the moisture on it from its recent coupling with my gorgeous wife. 'Thanks very much by the way, ' he went on. ' For leaving her nice and tight for me. We've had a few good laughs about your little excuse for a dick and your piss - poor attempts at love making. The woman deserves a medal for putting up with you as long as she has. Well she doesn't have to slum it anymore does she? Does she ?' he shouted in my face. I shook my head in a daze. My wife had been discussing our sex life and making fun of me with this guy ! 'Anyway,' he said as he collected his belt from the floor where he had thrown it in his haste to get at my wife, 'Let's have some fun. I'm gonna see if I can get a few more screams out of you then I'm gonna go get some more out of your wife. Of course, she won't be screaming for the same reason as you,' he laughed. I steeled myself not to give this animal the satisfaction of seeing me cry out but, after the fifth crack across my already bruised and battered buttocks , I gave in. I continued to cry and beg while he switched his aim to the backs and then fronts of my thighs. By the time he finished I hung limp with exhaustion, broken in mind and body. 'Well that was fun wasn't it lover boy? After all that work I think I'll visit your wife for a nice relaxing blow job. You don't mind me sleeping in what used to be your bed do you?' Actually I was appaled by the idea but did not consider myself in any position to argue. 'Is it true she never let you cum in her mouth slave? I can't believe you never did that ! She is a natural at it. Amazing really, what an incredible fuck she is all round considering she only ever had you to practice on!' As he climbed back onto the bed to loosen my hands from the hook in the ceiling, his still hard cock waved in my face. I gagged at the sight and smell of it. To think that my gorgeous darling wife would soon be taking that thing willingly into her mouth both saddened and appalled me, but, at the same time, drove me mad with jealousy and lust. 'While I'm busy with your wife you can clean the kitchen floor again - this time with your tongue. Every square inch mind you. If I even suspect you of not doing the job right this time I might just persuade your lovely wife that we don't need you at all. After all, knowing what she does now, if it came to a choice between you and me, who do you think she would choose ?' It was a good question and one I had hoped since the beginning of our games together, never to have to consider. 'In case there's any doubt in your tiny mind sissy boy, she told me last night that she loves me. Now, while you're on your knees licking the kitchen floor, I'm gonna tell her I love her too.'
blue179 Member 384	# Posted: 10 Oct 2007 12:50:43 Reply  No comments yet on the last part ? You guys are going to get me in a lot of trouble! Please, if you have time, post some comments on my story. My wife will stop me posting if there is no interest. Thanks. Here is the next part. After releasing my own legs and stretching some of the stiffness out of my aching muscles, I hobbled downstairs. The stilleto boots were really crippling me now. As I knelt on the cold kitchen floor to begin my task I was gratefull to at least be off my feet! Having finished the task set for me by my wife's lover I was washing my mouth out at the kitchen sink when I sensed someone behind me. I turned to see John, naked with a big grin on his face and his now soft but still impressive cock in hand, pissing on the kitchen floor. I stood in shock watching him wave it around like a hosepipe covering as much area as he could. ' Not finished yet lover boy,' he smirked, ' I guess a sissy maid's work is never done.' There was no way I was licking that up! I was a grown man. A successful buisiness man. No way. Too far, way too far! Seeing my stubborn look he said quietly,' Maybe you would rather go back upstairs so we can continue your beating? Or shall I go and tell your slut wife that you just told me to get out? ' Shit, I couldn't do this no way. She wouldn't really throw me out would she? She was my wife. 'Ok, I'll go get her,' he said, turning to leave. 'No, ' I gasped, 'I'll do it.' What was I saying? I could not risk spoiling things. She had worked so hard to make my fantasies come true. She would be so dissappointed in me if I ruined it. So back to my knees I went and began licking up his foul tasting piss. 'I told her you would do it, but I didn't think it would be so easy. You really are a total fucking looser aren't you?' I was in no mood to argue, I just wanted this overwith, and besides, he was right, how could I denie it? When I had finally finished I looked up to see he had gone. I rushed to the bathroom upstairs and used a full bottle of mouthwash trying to get rid of his taste. As I was leaving the bathroom I caught sight of my wife coming out of her bedroom. She looked stunning dressed in a shiny black pvc mistress dress with black seamed stockings and incredibly high patent stilletoes. Seeing me she waved me to follow her into the spare bedroom. As I entered she pointed to the floor in front of her and I knelt looking up at her, my wife and closest friend for over twenty years. 'Did you enjoy the taste of my kitchen floor slave?' she asked. 'No maam.' 'Well perhaps it will encourage you to be especially carefull about keeping it clean in future.' She had me follow on my knees as she moved to sit on the bed.' Understand me my pet. I own you. You are my possession. If I choose to give you as a slave to someone else or to give someone else authority over you then you must accept that and obey them as you do me.' Please maam,' I replied,' It's just that he is so obnoxious !' I was taking a chance and I knew it, but I needed to know where I stood. I found out when her hand whiped out to crack across my face, followed closely by her other hand to the other side of my face. I fought the urge to lift my hands to protect my stinging cheeks as the blows continued. When she finally stopped her voice was colder than I had ever heard it, ' It is not for slaves to offer opinions of their masters and betters. Apart from which, the fact that he disgusts you makes it an even greater opportunity for you to prove to me your love and obedience. Do you understand ?' 'Yes maam. I'm sorry maam.' I replied. 'That's better. Now I have a decision for you to make. It's possibly the most important one you will ever make. Namely because it could be the last one I ever allow you to make.' I was all ears now! 'How long is it since I allowed you an orgasm slave?' 'Please maam, it's been three months and four days.' 'I take it then that you must be quite keen to let your little thing dribble its worthless slime.' 'Yes maam ! Please maam !' Finally I was to get some relief ! 'Very well. I'm going to give you the opportunity to do so.' My face beamed in happiness and my caged cock pressed desperately against its confines in sheer anticipation. 'At the same time I am going to give you a chance to decide where we go from here. You see I have enjoyed our little game more than I ever believed possible. I want it to continue. I have so many exciting ideas for our future together as stern mistress and devoted slave. However, I love you dearly and to carry on to the extent that I have in mind I need to know it's what you really want too.' I was in no state to make decisions. Especially not important far reaching ones. All I could think of was cumming. I was mesmerised by her dress, her slim nylon covered legs, her dainty but deadly looking stilletoes ! Standing up , she pulled up her dress and removed her knickers right in front of me. It was getting even better ! Then she sat back on the bed and removed the necklace she had worn for the past three months. Dangling from it, I knew,was the key to my chastity cage. ' Listen carefully slave. Listen !' She had to shout it again as I was in a dream world now. 'You have a choice. If you want the game to end you can take the key, unlock you cage and jerk your little wee wee the couple of times it will take for you to dribble your slave slime on my stockings.' Oh shit yes yes yes yes I thought ! ' If you choose that option I will ask John to leave and the game will be over for good. We will not play it again.' I didn't care about the details I just needed to cum on those gorgeous nylon encased legs ! 'Alternatively, you can ignore the key, get your ugly face between my legs and clean your masters cum from your mistresses pussy. If you choose that option then the game will continue. It will be permanent. There will be no going back.' I looked up at her face and into those beautifull green eyes. 'You know which one I want you to choose baby, but it has to be your decision. Remember, I love you more now than ever. I will always love you whatever you decide. But make no mistake, your decision is for keeps no matter what.'
serfpeter Member 150	# Posted: 10 Oct 2007 14:16:07 Reply  Very, very exciting story, slave. However, your spelling and grammar are poor, and reflect badly on your Master and Mistress. You must fix this problem, and beg your Superiors to punish you for your sloppiness.
droppinby Member 53	# Posted: 10 Oct 2007 15:49:25 Reply  please don't stop, not sure how much of this is accurate but please continue.
blue179 Member 384	# Posted: 10 Oct 2007 16:16:12 Reply  Thanks guys you really saved my neck. Just to answer your comments :- serfpeter - I have to type very quickly as the time I am allowed online is limited by my wife. Also, telling the story gets me all excited, its like re-living it all over. It can cause mt mind to wander a little. Sorry. I will try harder, though I'm not sure how much better it will be. My wife has told me I am to recieve six strokes of the cane on each hand tonight when her boyfriend comes over. Thanks a lot. Happy D - as for how far she can go, you don't know the half of it and neither did I. I often wonder if I had known then what I know now, would I have even started the game? Droppinby - not sure how I can prove to you this story is real ? Just hope you can take my word. I don't have the imagination to make this stuff up. Thanks again guys. Next part coming soon - which is more than can be said for me !
serfpeter Member 150	# Posted: 10 Oct 2007 16:28:07 Reply  Seriously though, wonderful story! Please continue.
cat8thesnake Member 2	# Posted: 10 Oct 2007 18:01:00 Reply  That is a very impressive story so far! Please do continue!! You are trully inspiring.
droppinby Member 53	# Posted: 11 Oct 2007 01:25:30 Reply  i only mentioned it because you said at the start "almost true story",
esclave46 Member 38	# Posted: 11 Oct 2007 02:22:51 Reply  Piss on the kitchen floor is a very good idea. eslcave46
subchard Member 182	# Posted: 11 Oct 2007 02:31:35 Reply  great stuff blue179, please keep the story cumming. i am a submissive cuck to my wife as well, but so far i haven't had to clean the floor like that!
Maryola Member 18	# Posted: 11 Oct 2007 07:27:03 Reply  true story????? my blog: http://cuckold-stories.blogspot.com
blue179 Member 384	# Posted: 12 Oct 2007 11:10:21 Reply  Ok guys thanks for your comments. The interest you have shown has prompted my wife to allow me to give you the next part. Also, just to clarify - this really is a true story. At least, as they say in the movies, it's based on a true story. I have exercised a little bit of artistic licence to make it all hang together and make better sense ( I hope ) , but everything I describe actually took place. Shit, why did it have to be so complicated ? I just needed to cum so much ! The sight of those gorgeous legs, the contrasting white of her thighs against the black nylon stocking tops. That was it, I was going for the key ! As I reached for it I looked into her pretty face. She was smiling but managed to look sad and dissappointed too. Why did I look at her face? Now I felt guilty. But what did I have to feel guilty about? After months of teasing torment, of humiliation and denial, I was entitled to one measley orgasm, wasn't I? Her smile broadened as she whispered,' I love you baby.' I knew it then. I could refuse this woman nothing. She had worked so hard to make my fantasy real, overcome so many obstacles, been so strong while I would have crumbled so many times. Now I had the chance to repay those efforts, to make my wife happy. What did it matter what it cost me? I withdrew my outstretched hand and leaned my face toward her thighs. As her legs parted I could see the folds of her pussy coated in a thick white cream. The smell of sex was strong as I stuck out my tongue to lap up the cum of my wife's lover. Delving deeper I heard her groan deeply and, as her thighs clamped around my head, a flood of warm,salty spunk flowed from her pussy into my waiting mouth. 'Oh yes, you are a good boy. A good little slave for your mistress aren't you?' After a few minutes her thighs relaxed enough for me to hear her say,'Hands behind your back slave. We don't want any unauthorised touching of your misstress do we?' Struggling desperately not to gag, I closed my eyes and swallowed as quickly as I could, feeling a moment of pride in the knowledge that I was making my wife happy. Ok I had thrown away the opportunity to cum but there would be another chance soon. Then suddenly I was struggling for air as, grabbing fistfuls of my hair, she pulled my sweating face into her soaking pussy. She began thrusting her hips as she screamed at me, 'Yes you fucking useless bastard, lick up your masters seed. That's all you're good for. My little pussy clean up boy. I'm gonna have so much fun with you. I love having you as my slave. You have no fucking idea what I'm gonna put you through. Now suck me you piece of shit. Oh yea yea yea, you fucking looser, oh fuuuuuuuuuuuuck !' Just as I thought I would pass out from lack of oxygen, I was released and lay panting with my head on her thigh. Realising I was touching her without permission, I quickly raised my head and looking up at her, was surprised to see a tear making its way down her beautiful face. Seemingly embarrassed she quickly wiped it away and stood up. As she smoothed down her dress I plucked up the courage to ask,'Please maam, do you........I mean .....do you love him?' I knew I was in dangerous waters without the obligatory paddle, but I had to know, I just had to! 'I would normally punish you severely for daring to ask questions of me slave. However, you have pleased me with your choice - if not with your pathetic attempt at oral sex - so I will answer you this once. The love that may exist between a mistress and her lover is no concern of a slave. It is a completely different kind of love to that which a slave has for his mistress or her for him. The one does not negate the other. So, to answer your rather impertinant questio, yes I do love John and he loves me. Now, if you don't mind, I am going to go and show him how much I love him.' My heart was as heavy as lead as she strode past me towards the door and I called after her,' Please maam, I love you so much! That's why I made the choice. I love you!' Turning to look at me, she smiled, 'I know baby, I knoe. Now get on with your housework.'
morphism Member 27	# Posted: 12 Oct 2007 23:38:33 Reply  Wow. This is an incredible series.

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