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# Posted: 12 Feb 2008 14:11:31
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Not so many comments lately. I hope you guys aren't getting bored. Do you want me to go on?
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# Posted: 12 Feb 2008 14:31:27
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She was trying to get me even more arroused at the thought of John being between her gorgeous legs, driving his cock over and over into her delicate pussy as the sounds of my struggling death carry them both to the highest level of sexual bliss. It was a bizarre perverted image but effective none the less. So much so that I began to worry seriously if it was really possible for a cock to burst because if it was, then I might be in serious trouble !
Leaving go of my over inflated manhood, my wife left the closet for a couple of minutes and returned carrying a foot long wooden ruler. There was a cruel smirk on her face as she moved to my side and struck me hard across my thigh with it. As I frowned in pain and frustration she took careful aim and wacked the head of my cock. Squeeling through my ball gag like a stuck pig I lifted one knee in an automatic attempt to protect my privates. That left me balanced precariously on the balls of one foot as my infuriated wife screamed, 'Get your leg down now ! How dare you interfere ? I'll fix you, you fucking dissobedient sissy bitch !'
Left alone again I could here my wife opening a drawer in the bedroom before she returned carrying a spreader bar. Quickly she fixed the leather cuff at one end of the bar around my left ankle. 'Spread you legs slave, now !'
I couldn't, not without putting more strain on my already constricted neck. Unfortunately I had no choice as she grabbed my free ankle and pulled with both hands, fastening the cuff as soon as my legs were far enough apart. My chest heaved desperately as I gasped like a severe asphmatic. The rope was cutting painfully into my skin. My head was throbbing with my pulse.
'There, that's better. Now where was I ? Oh yes, I'm going to beat your little excuse for a cock until John gets here. You'd better hope he isn't long slave.'
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benjamin13
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# Posted: 12 Feb 2008 14:37:30
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Keep going, it's a very good story !
It's way to extrem for me so I wouldn't like to live it, but... Now I read it more like a good story than like an erotic story. It keeps turning me on but what interest me the most is to know the next steps. I find this story fascinating because it always seems that we've reached the worst, and each new part of it is way more extrem. That's amazing.
Please continue !
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blue179
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# Posted: 12 Feb 2008 15:10:56
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I have no idea how many times my wife struck me with the ruler. The blows became faster and harder as time went on but I never lost my erection. Maybe the nylon stocking tied tightly around the base of my cock cutting off my circulation had something to do with that. Whatever the reason, my poor abused cock jutted forward eagerly awaiting each blow from my giggling mistress.
We were so carried away in our different ways that neither of us heard John come in until he spoke, 'Having fun you two ?'
'Oh hi darling,' my wife enthused, dropping the cursed ruler to throw both arms around her lover's neck as she glued her lips to his. 'He wants to see us fuck.'
'Is that a rope around his neck ?' John queried staring into the gloomy closet.
'Yes, I thoght it would be fun,' she answered.
'Not for him by the look of it,' he answered. 'I thought you wanted me to fix the hook up there to tie his hands to.'
'Well I did......to start with. Then I got a better idea,' my wife smiled.
'Fuck !' he muttered. 'You are one crazy bitch !'
'You better believe it honey,' she laughed.
'What if he strangles to death? We could get done for murder.'
'Probably,' she answered.' I am so wet just thinking about it !'
'Fuck !' John said again.
'Come here.' my wife said as she slipped off her jacket and undid her blouse. John licked his lips with desire as he reached out to grasp her breasts through her bra. Unhooking her skirt my wife groaned as he mashed his lips to hers. Taking over from her John finished undressing my wife, never once pausing in his aural assault. Their hips ground together as the sexual energy grew. Tearing of her lover's clothes my wife finally broke their kiss to demand he fuck her.
'On the bed?' he queried.
'No,' she answered, 'Right here on the floor in front of my sissy husband. I want him to see what its like when I'm fucked by a real man. I want to watch him suffer while I cum on your big cock.'
'You are so fucking bad !'
'I know,' she smiled.
John backed out of the closet and lay down on the thick piled bedroom carpet, pulling my eager wife with him. On his knees he moved between her stockinged legs.
'Oh yes my darling,' she groaned,' Push it it.'
His forceful entry caused her to let out more groans of pleasure and she brought her legs back so that he could penetrate her even more deeply before wrapping them around his lower back keeping him in place as his body began to move urgently back and forth. My bulging eyes followed the rise and fall of his buttocks, knowing that on each downward motion he was filling my wife's precious pussy, satisying her in ways I had never managed and now never would.
The speed of his thrusting buttocks increased as he drove his formidable weapon harder into my darling wife. Lowering his head he kissed her on the lips, playfully biting the top one. She placed her arms around his shoulders, pulling his body all the way down to hers. They kissed again and moaned and fucked as if there were no tomorrow. I saw my wife look at me from over his shoulder. Her eyes were filled with passion and I knew her orgasm was close. Giving me a knowing smile she whispered to him, loud enough for me to hear, 'Cum inside me.'
That was all he needed to hear as, arching his back he drove his penis repeatedly into her loving unfaithful wetness, groaning her name as he ejaculated his seed deep inside the dark corridors of her womb. His release triggered her own orgasm and she gripped him tightly with arms and legs, meeting his final thrusts with an urgent desperation, crying out from the ripples of pleasure flooding through her body.
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peakmb
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# Posted: 13 Feb 2008 01:00:03
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You sure are wringing the neck of this story Blue. Still at Hogworts, still got me though.
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# Posted: 14 Feb 2008 11:53:08
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Same here blue still hanging on! Waiting for more exciting stuff to come!!!
Tanya x
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blue179
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# Posted: 17 Feb 2008 12:17:46
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Long minutes past with just the sound of their heavy breathing, barely audible over my own rasping, wheezing attempts to feed my starving lungs.
'Fuck that was good !' John smiled.
'Our slave certainly got a good show,' replied my wife as she lovingly stroked his hair.
'Is he still alive ?' John asked, looking worriedly up at me.
'Of course he is silly,' my wife soothed. 'The sad little sissy will die when I decide and not before.'
'Shit woman, I am so glad I'm your lover and not your husband,' he said seriously, before rising to go to the bathroom.
Rising from the carpet my wife walked over to me hips swaying provocatively. 'You like being my husband don't you babe ? And you like being my sissy slave even more don't you ?'
Unable to nod I blinked to acknowledge her. I would agree to anything just to get that fucking rope off my neck !
'Good boy,' she soothed, ' you look thirsty though. Here let me help you.' As she lifted her hand to my face I could see their combined juices coating her fingers. Pressing them to my lips she smoothed the sticky fluid over my lips and around the ball gag.
John appeared behind her asking, ' So what's next ?'
'Well,' my wife smiled as she turned from me to join her lover in the closet doorway, ' For a start, I think he's seen enough for now.' Then she waved and winked at me before closing the door, the pair of them laughing at the expression on my face as I was engulfed in darkness.
Time stretched as I hung there alone with my thoughts. The scent of my darling wife's expensive perfume filled the enclosed space, leaking from the clothes I could barely make out hanging around me.It lured me with its secret promises and made me long for her in ways I could only dream about. The sound of distant voices speaking softly to each other in the outer bedroom drifted in through the louvred door. I couldn't make out the words but it was undoubtedly the sound of two lovers whispering tenderly , expressing feelings of joy, passion and heartfelt lust. I suspected my wife and her lover were lying on the bed, arms around each other as they contemplated the possibilities of another bout of earth shattering sex. John would be ready to fuck again and the next act of consumation would last much longer than the previous one. This time he would want to prolong the sexual tension, gradually carrying my beautiful wife to new heights of sexual arousal and excitement, fucking her slow and easy, penetrating deeply into her moist womanhood, each forward thrust of his long hard cock making her cry out for release.
As for me, I was hanging by the neck in a darkened closet listening to the sounds of my darling wife being fucked by another man. It was agony but also it was one of the hottest experiences I'd ever had in my life.
I could hear my wife grunting loudly and passionately now but what had started as a hugely exciting and erotic experience was rapidly reaching the point where it was no longer fun. The cramps in my legs were causing me so much pain ! I was really struggling to breath and the rope was burning my neck. I didn't know how much longer I would be able to stand without strangling to death. I tried to lower my heels a little to ease the pressure on my ankles but the rope would not allow me any slack. Even my jaw was starting to cramp from having the ball gag stuffed inside my mouth for so long.
The minutes ticked slowly by until suddenly I heard John grunting loudly and heavily and I realised he was ejaculating inside my wife, filling her once more with his copious amounts of semen.
After a while the sounds of my unfaithful wife and her lover talking gradually drifted into the closet. I was surprised and angry that she hadn't checked on me after John's orgasm. I was on the verge of passing out and I knew, if that happened, I'd be dead within minutes.
Suddenly light flooded my tiny world as the closet door swung open and my wife strode in. Still wearing her black stockings and stillettoes she studied me, head cocked to one side.
'Are you ok slave ?' she asked with apparently genuine concern.
I did not even have the breath to muster a grunt.
'Your legs are shaking,' she obseved coldly, 'Would you like me to let you down ?'
Walking over to me she grabbed my cock which, even now was betraying me with its hardness. Pressing up against me she kissed the tip of my nose before slowly licking a tear from my cheek.
'Maybe I should let you hang there for the rest of the night,' she whispered into my ear. 'Would you like that?'
'The rope is so tight,' she said, running her fingers around the noose. ' I wonder how much longer you can last. Not too long I suspect.'
The lack of air, the sheer exhaustion, coupled with the heady proximity of my darling wife were combining to float me away.
'Would you like to die for me babe.? Would you like me to watch while you give me your very life. Then I could turn around and go back to my lover. We could make love while you hang there slowly going cold.'
Her words seemed to be echoing down a long corridoor. My vision was closing in. With my last strength I wanted to tell her I loved her but it was impossible. Too late.......too late.
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# Posted: 17 Feb 2008 14:33:55
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Wow...
Simply amazing...
It's a real nightmare ! Love that :p
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blue179
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# Posted: 17 Feb 2008 17:53:45
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Cold ! Freezing ! Water up my nose ! Coughing. I came to lying on my back in the bath. My hands were still cuffed behind me but thankfully the metal cuffs had been replaced with soft leather ones. My ass was up against the end of the bath, my legs straight up resting against the cold tiled wall, feet tied together and hung from the shower head bracket. The shower was turned on and cold water was spraying all over me taking my breath away.
'There you are slave,' I heard my wife cry. 'I thought we lost you back there. You will need to say a big thank you to Master John for helping me lift you up and get the noose from round your neck. I couldn't have done it without him.'
As she turned off the shower John's face loomed over me. 'Th th thank y y y you s s sir.' I shivered.
'That's alright slave. I didn't do it for you. I did it for me. I don't want to be the centre of a murder enquiry. Oh, and for your wife as well. Aparently she hasn't finished with you yet.' He laughed as he left the bathroom. My gorgeous wife was standing looking down at me, her hands on her hips. John's right baby. I'll tell you when you can die, ok ?'
'Y yy yes m maam.' A little while ago I had been sweating buckets, now I was absolutely freezing !
'Dear me, ' laughed my wife. 'I think your little thing is going to dissappear soon. It's smaller than my clit ,' she giggled.
Raising my head and looking down I could see that I was still without the dastardly tube. However, there was something else there....
'If you're wondering what that is slave its called an iron maiden. I found it on the web, on one of those sites you used to visit. It's a double metal ring which fits around the top of your little clit and balls and secures with a padlock. The second smaller ring goes around your little thing. It's meant to discourage erections. You see it has little spikes all around the inside of the cock ring so if you start to get hard they dig in painfully. Unfortunately, judging by your current state, it's not going to work. You have to at least start to get an erection first,' she laughed.
'P ppp please m m maam, it's f f fff freezing,' I pleaded.
'Are you cold baby ? Let me see if I can help you. John darling come here.'
'John baby, my slave is cold. Do you think you can manage a piss?'
'Actually I was just about to use the toilet downstairs,' he replied.
'Let me help you,' my wife smiled, 'We can kill two birds with one stone.'
Loosening John's zip, she delved inside his trousers and drew out his cock. As she held him over the bath he immediately began pissing. Strong yellow piss hosed my face then down my chest to my groin. It was definitely warm I had to give him that. Once finished he winked at me as he put away his cock and kissed my wife before turning to leave.
'I trust you're comfortable slave ?'
When I did not answer immediately her tone changed. 'Perhaps you would prefer to go back in the closet. The noose is still there waiting for you,' she warned.
'No maam,' I hurriedly exclaimed. 'I am very comfortable, thank you.'
'Good, then I'll say goodnight and sweetdreams my little plaything. Oh, but not erotic ones. Not unless you are eager to feel those nice sharp pins skewering that little clit of yours.'
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peakmb
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# Posted: 18 Feb 2008 01:28:16
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This stopped being cuckolding a long time ago Blue. Your wife has morphed into a phycopath and you into a .. well, nothing really, a cypher for your story. I liked it better when it was real. It truly has become 'Bitchy Tease 2'. Unlike Rambo, whilst the first was a classic of its genre, this is too close to it now to be considered thus. She will either kill you by persuading you to committ suicide (so she isn't implicated) or you will wake up and it will all have been a dream. I think I'm finally out. It was a good run.
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morphism
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# Posted: 18 Feb 2008 03:43:19
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I still love this story, especially since you keep ramping up the levels of isolation/suffering while still keeping the characters believable.
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blue179
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# Posted: 18 Feb 2008 10:12:32
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Thanks for the comments guys and your continued interest over the weeks. It has not been easy to write this story. Finding time is always difficult. I wanted to keep it as close as possible to what really happened whilst at the same time keep it entertaining and exciting. Reality is never as straight forward as a story and I freely admit that I have missed out a lot of the more mundane stuff as well as the more painful thoughts and feelings I've had since my wife and I began our adventure. There is really only one episode to go now and I urge all those who have kindly read the story up to this point to stick with it. I think the final part will surprise you. As I've said from the start, my tail is real. Everything I've described happened to some extent at some time. Yes I know it seems a little hard to believe. It's hard for me sometimes and I was there! At the end of the day I can prove nothing, at least not without compromising those involved. So please feel free to accept it as real or as just a story. So long as you enjoyed it who cares right ?
It has been a cathartic experience fo me putting it all on 'paper' and I thank you for your patience and your interest. Please enjoy the last part, when it comes. Maybe we could then get a discussion going on related points ? I would be happy to join in. Thanks again.
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# Posted: 20 Feb 2008 06:11:32
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Thank you!
I'm going to mark the end of this story as a holiday on my calendar 
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morphism
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# Posted: 21 Feb 2008 02:33:53
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However it ends, this story has already surpassed legendary status. ;)
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humanchair
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# Posted: 25 Feb 2008 06:56:13
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 I was really looking forward to an update this weekend...o well take your time it will be well worth the wait !
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# Posted: 2 Mar 2008 10:19:24
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I spent a cold uncomfortable night lying in the bath. John visited me again during the night and smiled mockingly down at me as he once more emptied his baladder over me. Soon after it was my wife's turn. Somehow I felt even more humiliated as she coldly thrust her cute behind over the edge of the bath before showering me with her warm salty offering. The bath plug was in so I had to lie there in a shallow pool of their combined piss as the minutes ticked slowly by.
The next morning I could here them making love. Afterwards they both enjoyed a long morning piss. At least it was warm, I had been shivering all night. My body was one huge aching muscle and I groaned in relief as John released my legs from their raised position.
'Now turn over sweety,' my wife instructed, 'Get busy with that tongue. I want all that mess cleaned out of my bath right now. When you're finished I'll release your hands and you can take a nice shower.
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# Posted: 2 Mar 2008 10:37:17
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The promised shower was a cold one but at least I could rinse out my mouth. Once finished and dried I was ordered to lift the toilet lid and put my head inside. I had to cuddle the bowl as my wrists were cuffed in place around the outflow pipe. The lid was dropped down onto my head and suddenly my face was pressed under the water as my unfaithful wife stradled the toilet to sit heavily down onto the half closed lid. My first scream was lost underwater as I felt a blaze of red hot fire sear my ass cheeks. Torn between the terror of drowning and the fear of another scorching stroke of the cane across my quivering backside, I struggled futilely. After two more agonising wacks I felt the weight lift from my head and I pulled back gasping for air.
' We have a big day ahead of us slave,' anounced my wife. 'I will require instant unquestioning obedience from you throughout. If you let me down you find yourself becoming even more familiar with my toilet. Do I make myself clear?'
I was just about to answer, to reassure my wife that I would do whatever she demanded, but I was too slow. Down went my head as her pretty ass descended. Whack.....whack.......whack ....that infernal slice of bamboo again. Air !!! cried my starving lungs, Air !!! Whack....whack....whack.
Then suddenly, up with my head as I gasped and caughed toilet water. 'Please maam,' I squeeled, 'I promise ! Anything you say ! I'll be good I swear ! Please !'
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# Posted: 2 Mar 2008 11:15:43
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After another shower, hot this time, I entered the bedroom where my wife was waiting. 'John has gone out so I have all day to amuse myself with my slave,' she said as she took the rubber sleep sac from the wardrobe and helped me into it. Pulling back the quilt she had me lie on the bed before carefully arranging it back in place. 'I put the electric blanket on for you, ' she informed me. I was grateful at first after such a cold night. Soon though the combined effects of heated underblanket, rubber bondage sac and heavy quilt had me sweating profusely. As my wife slipped out of her dressing gown and slid naked into bed beside me I was reminded of the prescence of the iron maiden. The heat coupled with the erotic sensation of rubber bondage and then the close proximity of my gorgeous naked wife resulted in my first experience of what a cruel device it was. Agony ! I was sure those damnable pins must have pierced my flesh. I had visions of warm rivers of blood running from my groin. The thought at least dampened my enthusiasm which caused my poor manhood to shrink, easing my discomfort. That is until my teasing spouse began to tickle my cock through the thin layer of rubber as she kissed my lips, sliding her inquizitive little tongue between my teeth. This was too much ! After so long starved of affection, denied the gentle touch of the woman I loved, my head span ! My cock thrust up and out desperately seeking her attention, only to be stabbed painfully by those inhumanly cruel pins once more.
Pulling back my wife reached to floor at the side of the bed, retrieving her pink fluffy dressing gown and wrapping it tightly around my head. I breathed in her scent sighing in pleasure then groaning in agony as the maiden performed so expertly its allotted role.
'I think we should have a chat slave,' began my mistress wife. 'That is if you don't mind.'
I shook my head enthusiastically. Anything to keep her here beside me. Even the burning pain of the pins encircling my poor abused cock meant nothing if I could just keep her here in our bed, beside me, giving me her hallowed attention.
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morphism
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# Posted: 2 Mar 2008 18:46:59
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Yes! Thank you so much, blue! ))
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humanchair
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# Posted: 3 Mar 2008 00:18:12
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Thank you!!!!!!!!!
I can't wait till I find out what the chat is about. Please blue continue! When I am reading this it feels like I am in heaven
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peakmb
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# Posted: 3 Mar 2008 01:39:54
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Good grief. Enough Blue. Whether this is real or fiction, it's time for you to finish this and move on. Especially if it's real in fact.
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humanchair
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# Posted: 3 Mar 2008 03:59:11
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shut up peakmb 
this story is what some people live for
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peakmb
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# Posted: 3 Mar 2008 22:01:37
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humanchair,
we are all entitled to our opinions. If you look back you'll see praise from me on this story far more times than criticism. I'm sure Blue has no use for sycophancy anyway. I'm not going to get into a pissing contest with you. There's no sport shooting fish in a barrel in any case.
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# Posted: 4 Mar 2008 06:08:48
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I'm sorry about any misunderstanding I was just joking with you. Of course I respect your opinion, which is why I put that goofy smile face aftwerwards to indicate I was just joking. Anyways, no hard feelings.
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blue179
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# Posted: 5 Mar 2008 14:44:07
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'So tell me my little sissy slave,' she purred as she traced tramlines along my pin stabbed cock with her long sexy nails. ' Have you enjoyed our little game ?'
'Yes maam,' I mumbled through the thick fluffy material of her dressing gown.
'It's been quite an adventure hasn't it ? I started off thinking maybe I could make it last a couple of months or so, but I just kept thinking of new things to do. New ways to hurt and humiliate you. I was doing it mostly for you to begin with but the longer it went on the more fun I was having. You have no idea what a huge turn on it's been for me. Seeing you crying, begging for relief and being denied. Watching John beat you. Laughing at you as Shirley and her friends humiliated you. Shit, I could cum right now just thinking about it !'
The sensations being generated by her nails, the closeness of her, her taunting words and the memories they invoked ! If not for the biting pain of the iron maiden I would have been cumming my heart out !
'But,' she continued, seemingly oblivious to my predicament, ' All good things must come to an end I guess. After all, I do love you very much you know. Apart from which, short of actually snuffing you, there isn't much more I could do to you is there ? I mean, that last bit with the hanging, you really had me worried. I was scared stiff I had gone too far. Don't get me wrong, I loved it. I'll remember it always. It made me cum so hard ! I'm sure I'll be reliving it many times in the future and cumming just as hard from the memory as I did from the reality. But you see, that's kind of the problem. It just feels so good ! I can't help myself. I want so much to hurt you, to watch you suffer. I love you deeply but that just makes it more of a turn on. The thing is, I don't know what I might do next, or whether I could control myself. I would die if anything happened to you, especially if it was my fault. But at the same time, the urge is so strong now, to hurt and humiliate you, I get scared. I'm ok while I'm doing it. Better than ok, I live for it ! Afterwards though, when I calm down, it scares me what I might have done.'
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# Posted: 5 Mar 2008 15:37:47
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It fucking scared me a few times too, I thought , but I kept quiet, wondering where this was going and most importantly, if it meant I could cum soon !
'The thing is though honey, I don't know if I could live without it now. The thought of going back to normal just depresses me. I'm sorry babe, but I have to be honest with you. I never thought things would go this far. It was supposed to be just a game. But you seemed to slot into your role so well. No matter how bad I made things for you, you just kept putting up with it.'
'That's because I love you.......maam,' my muffled voice proclaimed.
'I know that sweetheart, I really do. How could I doubt it ? But you have to admit there is more to it. You love being my slave. You yearn to serve me. You live to be used and abused by me now, don't you ?'
After a long pause I nodded, it was true.
'So how could you go back to playing the role of husband, lover, provider, man of the house ? You'd be just as depressed by that as me wouldn't you ?'
'Yes maam, but.......'
'Shush slave ! How dare you interupt me ? I've thought long and hard about this. I really think I know what's best for both of us. However, because I love you so much, I'm prepared to let you decide. I've had a wonderful time with John. He's been great for us both. The thing is though, I'm married to you. I don't need another husband and letting things go any further would be really unfair to him. I've discussed this with him and he's decided to leave. Shirley, his mother is moving to Scotland with her work and John is going with her.'
'Yes !!!' I thought. Then I felt guilty. My wife was right, he had played his role well. Although originally he had tried to get my wife to leave me, once she made our situation and her feelings clear to him, he had performed perfectly in his role as my wife's lover and my cruel tormentor.
'That does not mean that anything else has to change though, unless you want it to. There are three options slave. Number one, we end the game and at least try to go back to a normal relationship. Number two, we continue as Mistress and slave but with me being free to sleep with anyone I wish and you being my chastified, sissy slave. Or, finally option three, I could leave you and go with John.'
What !? No please ! 'I love you maam,' I cried, twisting my head trying to shake loose her dressing gown from my face so that I could see her, talk to her.
'Stop that right now !' she scolded, 'Let me finish. There's no need for you to panic. The decision will be yours. Let me explain.'
I was all ears.
'I am going to test you today slave. I need to know what you really want and how much you want it. Your performance in those tests will determin where we go from here. I will be taking off the iron maiden soon, I'm sure you'll be pleased to know. However, under no circumstances will you allow that ridiculous little tail to dribble any of its worthless slime. At least not without my permission. If you do then I will assume that you did so because you wanted the game to end and to go back to a so called normal life.'
Fuck, that was going to be difficult. How could I not cum ? With the spikes removed I was sure just the smell of her perfume would have me squirting like a fire hose !
' I and some friends will be teasing, torturing and tormenting you to test your resolve. If you show any sign of dissobedience to any of us, if you hesitate to obey immediately then I will be leaving you. I will assume that since you have not cum you don't want to go back to our old lives and that since you cannot behave as suitable slave for me and do as you are told, well then you are no good to me. I will leave you tied in the sac until I'm gone. Julie can let you out........ eventually, then you will have no way of finding me. You will never see me again. Do you understand slave ?'
Nodding my head, mind racing, cock impaling itself on those heartless spikes, I lay there at her mercy, in the unlikely event she had any .
'Only if you behave as a perfect slave and refrain from cumming selfishly will I stay with you, as your mistress, forever. I will continue to hurt and abuse you, punish and humiliate you. You will be my perfect loving slave and I will be your cruel and heartless mistress. The difference is that it will be permanent. No chance of changing ever. It will not escalate to dangerous extremes. It won't need to. You will exist to serve me. I will exist to have fun. You will be my everyday servant, nohing more and nothing less. No extremes, no pushing the envelope. I will not spare even a single thought for your needs or your desires. I will be a true full time mistress and you will be my slave. Are you ready to begin slave ?'
What choice did I have ? I wasn't even sure of which option I wanted. I knew I didn't want her to leave, although even the thought of that was very sexy in a way. But did I want to be her slave forever, just an incosequential convenience to her, the woman I loved, my wife.
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blue179
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# Posted: 6 Mar 2008 16:38:21
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'I said are you ready ?'
'Yes maam,' I mumbled through the heavy fluff of her dressing gown.
'Good, then I'll go and get your first visitor'.
What visitor ? What was going on here ?
I heard her leave then a few minutes later the dressing gown was unwrapped from my sweating face and I lay blinking against the sudden bright light.
'Hello slave, ' greeted Mistress Shirley. 'I came to say goodbye. We've had some fun together haven't we ? It's a shame its all got to stop. But maybe you can visit sometimes and we can catch up. Would you like that slave?' she smiled as she produced a key and unlocked the iron maiden.
Shit it hurt ! The biting sensation suddenly increased then, as M Shirley's gorgeous fingers began to stroke the tip of my tortured cock, the pain faded away to be replaced by an overwhelming rush of sheer pleasure !
When she suddenly stopped and left go I felt like crying until I saw her produce a packet of condoms from her purse. I was trembling uncontrolably as she slid one, two then three of them onto my desperately bobbing cock.
'There thats the best I can do for you. Hopefully, for your sake, that should dull the sensation enough for you to survive my going away present.'
I watched enthralled as M Shirley lifted her skirt revealing her knickerless crotch. Then climbing onto the bed she lifted one black stockinged leg over my hips to position herself over my groin. When she took my poor cock in her hand and, aiming it at her smooth shaved pussy, began lowering herself down, I finally did burst into tears. It had been so long since I had felt the hot velvet insides of a woman's pussy ! Just the initial penetration was enough, I was going to cum. Then I remembered my wife's warning. I had to stop it. I had to take my mind off it. But it was no use, I couldn't help it. Then suddenly pain, shocking sickening pain as M Shirley grasped my balls and wrenched them hard.
'Aaaagh !' I cried.
'No cumming slave, remember ?'
'Yes maam,' I blurted. 'Sorry maam.'
Laughing at my helpless predicament she unfurled her legs, stretching them out along my body hugging my face with her stilletoed feet.
'Right slave, this is all you get. No movement, just the feeling of being inside a woman. I wanted you to feel it for the last time, so you'll remember. You've got two minutes to enjoy it and commit it to memory. Why don't you make yourself useful and lick my shoes clean while you have the chance.'
'Yes maam, thank you maam,' I grovelled. I knew she was not going to let me cum. I knew she was just torturing me but I couldn't help myself. I licked avidly at those shiny black shoes, sucking the heels and thanking my mistress for honouring me with the task.
All too soon she lifted off me. As I lay sweating inside the rubber sac, staring helplessly up at her severe beauty, she walked to a set of drawers and took from one the rubber mask that so often my wife had enjoyed using in conjunction with the sac. Opening the neck she spat several times inside it. Finally she placed the mask carefully on top of the drawers and came back to lean over me.
'Goodbye slave,' she smiled, ' have a desperately frustrating, humiliating and painful life.' I closed my eyes expecting her to show her derision by spitting in my face. I opened them in surprise when I felt her lips lightly kiss my forehead. Then she walked out of the room closing the door behind her.
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humanchair
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# Posted: 7 Mar 2008 02:30:13
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This is keeping me on the edge of my seat..please continue blue! I am very excited for the next update.
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esclave46
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# Posted: 7 Mar 2008 05:22:13
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I love this section
The promised shower was a cold one but at least I could rinse out my mouth. Once finished and dried I was ordered to lift the toilet lid and put my head inside. I had to cuddle the bowl as my wrists were cuffed in place around the outflow pipe. The lid was dropped down onto my head and suddenly my face was pressed under the water as my unfaithful wife stradled the toilet to sit heavily down onto the half closed lid. My first scream was lost underwater as I felt a blaze of red hot fire sear my ass cheeks. Torn between the terror of drowning and the fear of another scorching stroke of the cane across my quivering backside, I struggled futilely. After two more agonising wacks I felt the weight lift from my head and I pulled back gasping for air.
' We have a big day ahead of us slave,' anounced my wife. 'I will require instant unquestioning obedience from you throughout. If you let me down you find yourself becoming even more familiar with my toilet. Do I make myself clear?'
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blue179
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# Posted: 7 Mar 2008 14:18:01
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My mind was still reeling as I drew the fading scent of M Shirley's perfume through my flared nosrils. Suddenly the door opened and there looking down at me favouring me with a cute but wickedly calculating grin was young Julie. It was still difficult for me to think of her as Mistress Julie. My wife said she was in her early twenties but she looked younger. What made it more difficult was the sexy school girl uniform she was wearing. White fitted blouse with school tie, short grey skirt, bare legs and , I noticed as she climbed onto the bed then onto my chest, knee length white socks and cute little black patent leaher platform shoes with straps and buttons.
As she made herself comfortable sitting cross leged on my chest I looked up at her pretty face. Her weight made it hard to breath but I could see in her cruel shining eyes that my comfort was not her priority.
'Hello sissy,' she greeted me.
'Hello maam,' I mumbled, feeling ridiculous as I always did in her prescence.
'You look all hot and bothered down there.'
She wasn't wrong. I was sweating buckets inside the rubber sac and had to keep blinking to clear the salty fluid as it ran in a river from my forehead.
'I hope you aren't too hot to have some fun with me sissy,' she wined, her bottom lip protruding huffily.
'No maam, I will do anything you say.'
'Of course you will silly. You don't have any choice do you? Now you can start by cleaning my shoes. Go ahead lick them slave.'
She giggled as she watched me, red faced and sweating, licking slavishly at the shoes of a girl half my age.
After a while she dug one heel into my forehead and levered off a shoe closely followed by the other one. I then had the honour of kissing the bottom of her white socked feet.
'That's a good boy,' she cooed.
OK, I thought, not the proudest moment of my life but hey, it could be worse, especially with this cruel hearted bitch. Besides, her feet were very cute and the smell and feel of them was causing my deprived cock to bounce like a bandleaders batton !
Swivelling round on my chest M Julie looked doen at my cock and giggled. 'Oh boy, somebody's in need of some loving here aren't they ?' Then I felt the soles of her cutely socked feet press up against the sides of my cock and I was transported. After so long in chastity it was ultra sensitive. I groaned in exstacy and, thinking I might cum and spoil her fun, she quickly removed her feet. I groaned again, this time in discomfort, as she shuffled around pulling off her socks. I was still wearing the three condoms and now M Julie slid one sock over my straining cock before wrapping the other one around it. Just a few tugs of her dainty little hands and I could have cum so hard ! It was not to be that easy though. She just squeezed gently, enough to make me groan and plead for mercy. Her responce was to laugh lightly and remove the taunting socks. Swivelling round to face me again she stuffed then into my mouth causing my cheeks to bulge.
'There you go slave, now you've used them you'd better clean them. Get fucking sucking right now you fucking pervert !'
Her change of mood was as sudden as it was terrifying and my mouth worked desperately to suck and clean the young lady's socks.
After watching me for a while she turned to face my feet once more. I groaned in an exstacy of sensation as I felt her bare toes circle my cock and begin twitching against its sides. I couldn't come, my wife would go mad ! It would be the end of our game. All over, back to normal. But so what ? What a way to finish.'Fuck it !' I thought. 'I can't fight this, I'm cumming, I'm finally fucking cumming, Aaagh! Shit ! Cold ! The little bitch had removed her feet and dropped a bag of ice onto my groin.
Turning to face me she was laughing so hard that tears were rolling down her cheeks. It was a good thing I was so effectively restrained in that damnable sac or I think I would have killed her, strangled the bitch !
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