Tori sighed as she pressed the start button on the dryer. As she walked down the hall to her in-house office, she thought about how boring her life had become. I live and work in the same place. Tom sits on the couch and watches TV and plays his stupid video games. Ever thing is the same old, same old.
Hitting the “on” button to her computer, Tori sat cross-legged in her office chair. When the computer finished loading, Tori went directly to her favorite search engine. “Exciting sex,” she typed in, not really expecting to find anything that interested her.
A host of links came up, and she scanned the page. Tori clicked for page 2, and was scanning the urls when one caught her eye. This looks interesting, but I could really pull off something like this? I suppose it’s worth a try.
Tori walked went into the bedroom, and got a few things that she received at her wedding shower 8 years ago. She had no idea then why she had kept the items, but now she was glad she had.
After changing, Tori walked down the hallway and stood in the living room door, not saying a word. An eternity later, Tom looked up and his jaw hit the floor. He eyed Tori from head to toe and back again. Tori could feel his eyes taking in her long, curly red hair, her leather corset, the boy-cut leather shorts, and the fishnet stockings that ended in spiked heels. After one last of Tori, Tom’s eyes came to rest on the flogger in her hand. It had been behind her back as she stood in the doorway, and she had let her hand drop to her side while Tom was looking her up and down.
“What is going on here?” Tom asked, wide eyed.
Tori shushed him as she walked toward him. “You and I are going to get a few things straight right now. You will not speak unless asked a direct question. You will do nothing unless told to. If you want to do something, you may ask permission, and that is the only time you are allowed to talk without having been spoken to first. Is that clear?”
Tom did not answer right away. He was debating in his mind if he wanted his wife telling him what to do or not. Finally he decided he could have fun with this. “Sure. Whatever you say, Baby.”
“You will not call me ‘Baby;’ you will address me as ‘Ma’am.’ Got it?”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
Tori grabbed Tom by his shirt collar and led him to the bedroom. He pinched her ass. Tori stopped, motioned for Tom to go ahead, and then smacked him on the ass, hard with the flogger. Tom turned around, about to say something, then thought better of it and shut up. He turned back around, but not before Tori was able to see the hard on he had gotten from the flogger.
“Get on your knees, hands at your sides,” Tori ordered Tom.
Tom dropped to his knees, placed his hands on the floor at his side, and said, “What next, Ma’am?”
Tori walked behind Tom, and in answer she whacked his ass with the flogger again. Though he jumped slightly, his erection had gotten slightly bigger. Tori smiled, and said to him, “Do not speak until spoken to. That is one of the rules, remember?”
“Yes, Ma’am. Sorry, Ma’am.”
Tori took one of Tom’s ties off the bedpost where he kept them. She tied it around Tom’s head as a blindfold. Tori walked around the room, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor. She walked close to Tom, without touching him, and then walked far across the room and back again. Every time she got close to Tom, he would flinch almost imperceptibly because he did not know what was coming.
Coming up behind Tom, Tori left a whelp on his ass with the flogger. She smiled when Tom let out a grunt. Looking over his shoulder, she saw that his cock was hard as ever. While still standing behind Tom, Tori undid the zipper that made the shorts crotch-less. Next, she walked around the room some more, savoring the fact that Tom did not have a clue as to what was coming next.
Tori walked up to Tom and put her crotch in Tom’s face. Immediately, his tongue darted out and started massaging her clit. Tori stepped forward with her right foot, so the spiked heel of her shoe was in his scrotum. “You didn’t ask permission nor did you wait for instruction.”
Tom, grimacing in pain, “May I, Ma’am?”
“Yes, you may.”
Tom massaged her clit with his tongue, then took it gently in his mouth and used his teeth. He ran his tongue down her split, into her vagina, and tongue fucked her. Just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore, he pulled his tongue out and went back to work on her clit. Tori was just about ready to cum when he moved his tongue back toward her hole. She grabbed his hair in both hands and pulled hard, forcing his mouth back to her clit. Tom sucked her clit into his mouth and rolled it between his tongue and teeth. Feeling her juice running down his chin, he worked faster and faster.
“Oooooohhhhhhhhhhh God! That’s it! Don’t stop!” screamed Tori, as her orgasm began. Involuntarily, she pulled Tom’s face deeper into her mound. Tom had to hold his breath because he couldn’t breathe. Her hips started bucking, grinding her pelvis against his face. Her cum was pouring down Tom’s face and dripping off his chin.
When the orgasm subsided, Tori simply collapsed onto the floor in front of Tom. “Ma’am, are you all right?” he asked? “MmmmmHmmmm,” was her only reply.
After she got her wits back about her, Tori ordered Tom to stand and to leave on the blindfold. His cock was erect and huge and Tori couldn’t wait to feel it inside of her. She bent at the waist and saw that, with the heels on, their midsections were pretty even. She backed up, onto Tom’s erection, and slowing started moving forward and back. Tom placed his hands on her sides and started pumping. Tori, still with the flogger in hand, flung her arm between their legs and gave him a good whack on the ass. “You are to do nothing until told. You will do well to remember that,” she told him. “Also, you will not cum without permission!”
Tori was having fun controlling how fast and slow Tom’s cock entered her. She controlled how hard she slammed back on it, and how long she held it inside of her before leaning forward again. She had never played with herself for Tom before; she was always too embarrassed to do it. Tori brought her left hand up and started massaging her own clit as she varied her pace on his cock. She was feeling so good, and so into it, that she almost did not hear Tom’s tell-tale moans, signaling that he was about to cum. She reluctantly pulled herself off him, reminded him he was not allowed to come, and then walked over to the dresser. She found what she was looking for and walked back to Tom. Deftly Tori put the rubber around the base of Tom’s cock.
Forward and back, forward and back; first slamming herself against Tom, then moving slow as molasses; massaging her clit the whole time. She knew the rubber band would keep Tom from cumming, but she had no idea that it would make his cock swell so much. The fatter his cock grew, the harder she pumped against him. Finally she could take it no more. She let loose a guttural cry and allowed herself to cum. Thrashing against Tom, she almost knocked them both over.
After her spasms subsided, she removed Tom’s blindfold and the rubber band. She took his hand and pulled him to the bed. Lying down, she said to him, “You may fuck your Mistress now, slave. You have proven yourself worthy.”
When Tom climbed on top of her and took one of her nipples into his mouth, without permission, she did not even flog him—she was having too much fun. Tom teased first one nipple then the other between his teeth. He would give her a few good thrusts then pull his cock out and rub it on her clit. He figured he was just as good at teasing as she was. She reached behind him and gave him a good hand-smack on the ass occasionally. She knew Tom was getting close to cumming when he stopped taking his cock out to rub her clit. “Don’t forget—no cumming without permission,” she whispered in his ear.
Tori’s internal muscles clenched Tom’s cock tight. Then they started to spasm. Tori’s hips bucked as she overtaken by the force of her third orgasm. It was more than Tom could take. He was barely able to get out “Ma’am, may I cum now?” before his ejaculation hit. The force of his cum inside her made Tori’s orgasm all the more powerful. Animal sounds filled the room as they pounded against each other.
Finally, they both collapsed onto the bad. They were drained; exhausted. Tom said, “You can do this to me anytime you want,” and then drifted off to sleep. Tori whispered back, “You can count on it,” and then fell asleep herself.
Hitting the “on” button to her computer, Tori sat cross-legged in her office chair. When the computer finished loading, Tori went directly to her favorite search engine. “Exciting sex,” she typed in, not really expecting to find anything that interested her.
A host of links came up, and she scanned the page. Tori clicked for page 2, and was scanning the urls when one caught her eye. This looks interesting, but I could really pull off something like this? I suppose it’s worth a try.
Tori walked went into the bedroom, and got a few things that she received at her wedding shower 8 years ago. She had no idea then why she had kept the items, but now she was glad she had.
After changing, Tori walked down the hallway and stood in the living room door, not saying a word. An eternity later, Tom looked up and his jaw hit the floor. He eyed Tori from head to toe and back again. Tori could feel his eyes taking in her long, curly red hair, her leather corset, the boy-cut leather shorts, and the fishnet stockings that ended in spiked heels. After one last of Tori, Tom’s eyes came to rest on the flogger in her hand. It had been behind her back as she stood in the doorway, and she had let her hand drop to her side while Tom was looking her up and down.
“What is going on here?” Tom asked, wide eyed.
Tori shushed him as she walked toward him. “You and I are going to get a few things straight right now. You will not speak unless asked a direct question. You will do nothing unless told to. If you want to do something, you may ask permission, and that is the only time you are allowed to talk without having been spoken to first. Is that clear?”
Tom did not answer right away. He was debating in his mind if he wanted his wife telling him what to do or not. Finally he decided he could have fun with this. “Sure. Whatever you say, Baby.”
“You will not call me ‘Baby;’ you will address me as ‘Ma’am.’ Got it?”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
Tori grabbed Tom by his shirt collar and led him to the bedroom. He pinched her ass. Tori stopped, motioned for Tom to go ahead, and then smacked him on the ass, hard with the flogger. Tom turned around, about to say something, then thought better of it and shut up. He turned back around, but not before Tori was able to see the hard on he had gotten from the flogger.
“Get on your knees, hands at your sides,” Tori ordered Tom.
Tom dropped to his knees, placed his hands on the floor at his side, and said, “What next, Ma’am?”
Tori walked behind Tom, and in answer she whacked his ass with the flogger again. Though he jumped slightly, his erection had gotten slightly bigger. Tori smiled, and said to him, “Do not speak until spoken to. That is one of the rules, remember?”
“Yes, Ma’am. Sorry, Ma’am.”
Tori took one of Tom’s ties off the bedpost where he kept them. She tied it around Tom’s head as a blindfold. Tori walked around the room, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor. She walked close to Tom, without touching him, and then walked far across the room and back again. Every time she got close to Tom, he would flinch almost imperceptibly because he did not know what was coming.
Coming up behind Tom, Tori left a whelp on his ass with the flogger. She smiled when Tom let out a grunt. Looking over his shoulder, she saw that his cock was hard as ever. While still standing behind Tom, Tori undid the zipper that made the shorts crotch-less. Next, she walked around the room some more, savoring the fact that Tom did not have a clue as to what was coming next.
Tori walked up to Tom and put her crotch in Tom’s face. Immediately, his tongue darted out and started massaging her clit. Tori stepped forward with her right foot, so the spiked heel of her shoe was in his scrotum. “You didn’t ask permission nor did you wait for instruction.”
Tom, grimacing in pain, “May I, Ma’am?”
“Yes, you may.”
Tom massaged her clit with his tongue, then took it gently in his mouth and used his teeth. He ran his tongue down her split, into her vagina, and tongue fucked her. Just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore, he pulled his tongue out and went back to work on her clit. Tori was just about ready to cum when he moved his tongue back toward her hole. She grabbed his hair in both hands and pulled hard, forcing his mouth back to her clit. Tom sucked her clit into his mouth and rolled it between his tongue and teeth. Feeling her juice running down his chin, he worked faster and faster.
“Oooooohhhhhhhhhhh God! That’s it! Don’t stop!” screamed Tori, as her orgasm began. Involuntarily, she pulled Tom’s face deeper into her mound. Tom had to hold his breath because he couldn’t breathe. Her hips started bucking, grinding her pelvis against his face. Her cum was pouring down Tom’s face and dripping off his chin.
When the orgasm subsided, Tori simply collapsed onto the floor in front of Tom. “Ma’am, are you all right?” he asked? “MmmmmHmmmm,” was her only reply.
After she got her wits back about her, Tori ordered Tom to stand and to leave on the blindfold. His cock was erect and huge and Tori couldn’t wait to feel it inside of her. She bent at the waist and saw that, with the heels on, their midsections were pretty even. She backed up, onto Tom’s erection, and slowing started moving forward and back. Tom placed his hands on her sides and started pumping. Tori, still with the flogger in hand, flung her arm between their legs and gave him a good whack on the ass. “You are to do nothing until told. You will do well to remember that,” she told him. “Also, you will not cum without permission!”
Tori was having fun controlling how fast and slow Tom’s cock entered her. She controlled how hard she slammed back on it, and how long she held it inside of her before leaning forward again. She had never played with herself for Tom before; she was always too embarrassed to do it. Tori brought her left hand up and started massaging her own clit as she varied her pace on his cock. She was feeling so good, and so into it, that she almost did not hear Tom’s tell-tale moans, signaling that he was about to cum. She reluctantly pulled herself off him, reminded him he was not allowed to come, and then walked over to the dresser. She found what she was looking for and walked back to Tom. Deftly Tori put the rubber around the base of Tom’s cock.
Forward and back, forward and back; first slamming herself against Tom, then moving slow as molasses; massaging her clit the whole time. She knew the rubber band would keep Tom from cumming, but she had no idea that it would make his cock swell so much. The fatter his cock grew, the harder she pumped against him. Finally she could take it no more. She let loose a guttural cry and allowed herself to cum. Thrashing against Tom, she almost knocked them both over.
After her spasms subsided, she removed Tom’s blindfold and the rubber band. She took his hand and pulled him to the bed. Lying down, she said to him, “You may fuck your Mistress now, slave. You have proven yourself worthy.”
When Tom climbed on top of her and took one of her nipples into his mouth, without permission, she did not even flog him—she was having too much fun. Tom teased first one nipple then the other between his teeth. He would give her a few good thrusts then pull his cock out and rub it on her clit. He figured he was just as good at teasing as she was. She reached behind him and gave him a good hand-smack on the ass occasionally. She knew Tom was getting close to cumming when he stopped taking his cock out to rub her clit. “Don’t forget—no cumming without permission,” she whispered in his ear.
Tori’s internal muscles clenched Tom’s cock tight. Then they started to spasm. Tori’s hips bucked as she overtaken by the force of her third orgasm. It was more than Tom could take. He was barely able to get out “Ma’am, may I cum now?” before his ejaculation hit. The force of his cum inside her made Tori’s orgasm all the more powerful. Animal sounds filled the room as they pounded against each other.
Finally, they both collapsed onto the bad. They were drained; exhausted. Tom said, “You can do this to me anytime you want,” and then drifted off to sleep. Tori whispered back, “You can count on it,” and then fell asleep herself.
