by Acton, Kim
“No, Ma’am.”
She removed a shiny, mirror-smooth, stainless steel anal plug that was not only large, it weighed over a pound. “How do you feel about taking it in the ass, Michael?” she said with a very amused smile.
Mike wanted to protest. He never had fantasies about receiving anal sex and the idea of it was very intimidating to him. “Ah, I don’t know. It looks too big anyway,” he said nervously. His cock had grown hard in the afterglow of his discipline but now it shrank in fear.
“Oh, I don’t think it’s too big at all. I think it’s just the right size for what I have in mind. You see, I’m going to use this to train you to keep your mind focused and not to have an orgasm. Here’s what you are going to do. I’m going to put this all the way into your ass, then you’re going to change into your shorts and t-shirt and you’re going to mow the entire back lawn. And you’re going to sit on the riding mower the whole time,” Vicki told him.
Mike was terrified. The anal plug was solid steel and he knew it would hurt. Perhaps worse, the old riding lawnmower had a large, metal tractor seat and vibrated like a broken washing machine. What it would feel like with that plug in was anybody’s guess. But he had no choice and he dutifully bent over as Vicki lubed the anal plug and, with teasing slowness, pressed it inside of him. He was filled with the most delicious feeling of total submission. It was his first time being penetrated and it not only felt entirely foreign to him, it flooded him with unexpected sensations of obedience and total surrender.
Once he started mowing he knew had a serious problem. The metal of the anal plug rested directly against the mower seat and the vibrations travelled deep into his body. The sensations roared through is anus, prostate and cock. He tried to concentrate on getting the chore done quickly but the minutes seemed like hours. Most surprising to Mike was that his cock had swollen to its capacity as his ass tingled with deep, invasive vibrations.
Vicki occasionally glanced out the kitchen window in amusement and could see the tension in Mike’s face and the bulge in his shorts. He had a white-knuckled grip on the wheel and his jaw was clenched. Occasionally he adjusted position in his seat. Nothing gave relief, and the yard was huge.
After an hour Vicki heard the mower quit and Mike entered the house. He walked into the kitchen with a sheepish look on his face. Vicki looked at his shorts and saw an enormous wet spot. She put her hands on her hips, “Michael, did you have an orgasm without my permission?”
“Yes, Ma’am. I’m sorry, Ma’am.”
“Pull down your shorts,” she said tersely. She squeezed his firm cock and milked out his remaining cum. She scooped more of it off his thigh and into her fingers. “Open your mouth,” she ordered. She wiped all of the cum onto his outstretched tongue. “That’s where it all goes when you cum without permission. I had no idea you loved getting in the ass so much it would make you cum like a prom date. I guess we’ll just have to keep fucking your ass until you learn proper control, won’t we?”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“Yes, what?” she coaxed.
“You’ll have to fuck me in the ass until I have proper control, Ma’am.”
“Yes, and I guess we can start that right away. Gather all the new toys and get on the bed in the dog position. Wait that way until I’m ready to deal with you,” she ordered.
“Yes, Ma’am.”
Mike stayed a half hour naked in the dog position. He had to wait in silence while his mind raced though the possible scenarios that awaited him. He was in heaven.
Vicki entered the bedroom with a glass of wine in her hand and a calm, satisfied demeanor. “Spread those ass cheeks,” she commanded. Mike reached back with both hands and pulled them apart. Vicki slowly pulled the plug halfway out of his ass so the widest part was stretching his anal sphincter. Mike moaned. She pressed it back in and pushed hard to drive it home. He moaned louder. She did it a dozen times more. “Oh, you really love that, don’t you?”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“Well, I didn’t send you in here for more pleasure. Cumming without permission is a serious matter. I think you need more of the tawse and you need to remember your place.” She took a slow sip of her wine then set it down on the dresser and picked up the tawse. “Now I’m going to tell you a few things and you’re going to agree with everything I say. You’re going to repeat it so I know you agree and that you’re in the right frame of mind. Is that clear?”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“You are a submissive little fuck toy,” and with that she applied two hard licks of the leather tawse across his ass. Crack! Crack!
“I’m a submissive little fuck toy!” Mike yelled.
“You love to take it in the ass.” Crack! Crack!
“I love to take it in the ass!” he obeyed.
“A good ass fucking makes you cum.” Crack! Crack!
“A good ass fucking makes me cum,” he screamed.
“You need a good strapping every day.” Crack! Crack!
“I need a good strapping every day,” he wailed.
Vicki doled out nearly a hundred firm strokes in that manner and Mike was made to say the most vulgar and submissive things he’d ever heard. He could feel his will and resistance diminishing with every statement he repeated and with the force of the whipping he was taking. Occasionally he caught a glimpse of his gorgeous, sexy wife swinging her new favorite implement and it was the most arousing sight he’d ever had the privilege to see. He was kneeling. He was naked with his exposed ass pushed into the air. He was anally penetrated and he was receiving a harsh whipping. The pain of the whipping was doing its job. It was driving him down to a feeling of warm submission that seemed to make all his worldly troubles melt into insignificance.
At long last she laid down the tawse. While Mike huffed and gasped for breath Vicki calmly removed all of her clothes and stretched out on the bed. “Now I want you to service me with your slut mouth,” she said, opening her magnificent legs and exposing her perfectly trimmed pussy.
“Yes, Ma’am.” Mike moved into the proper position and began to lick Vicki’s pussy exactly the way he had been trained. He formed his tongue in the shape she enjoyed for inner and outer labia and on her clit. When told, he immediately and repeatedly penetrated her with his tongue. As she moaned and writhed on the bed Mike had to adjust his position causing his aching cock to rub and press into the bed. As it grew he forced his mind off of it and did his submissive best to focus all his attention on Vicki’s pleasure and commands.
Vicki could feel her orgasm building but wanted to prolong her enjoyment and increase Mike’s torment. “Bring that cock up to my mouth, I want to suck it for awhile,” she said cooly, trying not to reveal how incredibly hungry she was to feel it in her mouth. Giving a long, slow blowjob was always one of Vicki’s favorite things. From a young age she knew it was her best sexual skill and she reveled in what she could do for her man.
She took Mike’s meaty cock into her mouth and sucked it deep. She could feel it growing thicker and harder in her throat. Her tongue slowly flicked across the head and swirled circles around it. She deliberately slurped loudly when licking the shaft and head. She slobbered and sucked and moaned. It was all driving Mike out of his mind. She grabbed his sore, swollen ass with both hands and pulled hard forcing his cock deep into her throat. Vicki flexed every muscle in her throat and mouth and powerful contractions gripped and pulled on his twitching cock. Mike could feel his orgasm welling up. So could Vicki. Her moaning sent a deep vibration into his balls. Then…she pulled it out of her mouth, “That’s enough of that. No orgasm for you. Now put that tongue of yours where it will do some good and lick me to completion.”
“Yes, Ma’am.” Mike did as he was told and on his hands and knees with his ass still filled and his turgid member swinging with agonizing spasms he dutifully licked and suckled his wife’s sacred pussy until she shuddered and cried out in the throes of the most delicious climax.
Vicki rolled over and felt the warmth of a
nap taking hold of her. “What do you say?” she prompted.
“Thank you Ma’am for my discipline and allowing me to to service you with my slut mouth.”
“Mmmmm,” was all she could manage to reply.
CHAPTER SEVEN
A Taste of Serious Toys
In the days that followed they were happy. Mike had genuine enjoyment of his new domestic situation. Part of his morning ritual was to get out of the shower and stand waiting beside the bed for his maintenance whipping. Vicki used the leather belt to apply thirty strokes on most days. On some occasions she would double it, sometimes for no other reason than she was enjoying herself while doing it. Mike went off to work with a warm reminder of who was in charge of him and what might await him when he got home.
He was even better at his job. When he spoke with customers he found it easy to pay attention to what they were telling him. He would often repeat the points a customer had made and he could tell they were impressed that he was attentive to their concerns. Two of his clients mentioned it to his Mike’s boss. It all felt good, but most of all he enjoyed a private, internal buzz knowing he had a secret source of happiness and fulfillment; that he and Vicki lived a deliciously sexy life that nobody else could have guessed.
Vicki walked past a shop mirror in the mall and caught herself smiling for no particular reason. She realized she had a spring in her step and a constant smile on her face for the first time in many years. In a great marriage it’s always important for a wife to know she satisfies her man in every way. Vicki knew Mike had never been happier and more satisfied. Mike gave her more heartfelt praise recently than in all the rest of their married years. He knew damned well he had a good thing going and he took extra care to keep it that way. And any time he slipped a little, well, that’s what the belt was for.
Vicki was also happier at work and enjoying it more. She was better at saying exactly what she needed from people in order to get her work done. She was never a bitch about it, just more clear in her wordings and in her demeanor. Little things that used to annoy her now went unnoticed. She got more work done in less time. The truth was she was horny most of the time too. It was either from the afterglow and memories of what had transpired the night before or from visualizing what she was thinking of doing next. It was wonderful to be so fully in control of her sex life. Whatever she wanted she could have and Mike would be eager to provide it. Life was very good.
One thing she was perfecting was her ability to tease and create suspense for Mike to live under. When the sex toys that she told Mike to order online arrived she called him to the living room. She slowly opened each item and inspected it. She made him talk about why he ordered it and what he was hoping would be done with it. His eyes were glazed with anticipation. After he explained why each item excited him she simply packed them up and said, “Well, one of these days you might find out how they feel.” With that she put them away. For days Mike could only wonder and hope one or more of the items would be taken out to play with. The not knowing was driving him wild and Vicki knew it. He wanted to be mind-fucked and that’s what he got.
The night he got to feel those toys he only got a taste and he was very glad of that. He was summoned to the bedroom where Vicki was waiting on the bed on her hands and knees. “I want to be fucked long and proper,” she demanded. “Put your cock in me immediately and get busy.” Mike responded without delay and his cock sprang to attention when he lowered his pants. He was trained to fuck a certain way in each position. In this one, his instructions were to begin slowly with straight in and out thrusts that grew deeper and deeper then transitioned to circular movement of his hips while Vicki pounded her ass backward against his cock. Vicki sometimes came two or three times this way before moving to her next position.
She rolled onto her back and Mike mounted her in the missionary position and began the smooth, undulating motion that was required. That’s when she could grab each of his nipples and pinch them between her thumb and forefinger and make him look into her eyes while she told him he was just fuck meat for her to play with. He was a just dildo for her personal pleasure and service. She made him repeat what she said. The position always ended with Vicki placing her legs over Mike’s shoulders so he could bury his straining cock deeply into her. She would grab his balls in her had and pull on them while telling him to fuck faster and not dare cum.
Next, she normally liked to spend a long time sucking him but instead she said, “Go get the new toys.” Mike returned with the box of items and laid each one on the bed. The first was called a prison strap. It had a polished hickory handle attached to two feet of thick leather that was five inches wide. It was heavy and very menacing in Vicki’s hand. “So, you want a taste of prison life, huh?” asked Vicki. “You want to be my bitch, is that it?” she taunted.
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“Well, let’s see how this prison strap feels on your bitch ass. Dog position!” she ordered. She first placed the strap across his ass and noted how it covered at least half of the area from top to bottom. Very impressive. She wound up and swung hard and it landed with a slapping thud that drove Mike forward on the bed. He screamed in shock at how much it hurt. His ass was instantly bright pink. She added another lash and again it landed with the authority to slam him forward and elicit a cry of real pain. “My, my, that is one serious strap. I think I’ll keep this in mind for punishment,” she said in a matter of fact tone.
Next she picked up a long-handled brush. “What’s this called?” she asked.
“It’s a bath brush, Ma’am,” he replied, still catching his breath from the prison strapping.
It looked like a big hairbrush with an eighteen-inch handle. It was made of heavy maple with bristles on one side and a flat back on the other. “I see two good uses for this one,” she said. She flipped it to the bristle side and rubbed the stiff, coarse brush along the underside of his penis and across his scrotum. He hissed and arched his back. She dug it in harder and repeated the motion while Mike squirmed and whimpered. “Oh, this is wonderful. You haven’t seen the last of this. She flipped it again and lined up the smooth maple on his right ass cheek. The leverage of the long handle made the stroke much harder than she intended. It landed with a loud smack and she could see the reverberations travel through his hips and down his legs. There was a pause and then Mike screamed like a child. The second blow on his left cheek was equally hard and this time the scream brought tears to his eyes. “Tell me you love it,” she said without sympathy.
“I love it Ma’am.”
“What do you love?” she prompted with a warning.
“I love you spanking me hard with the new bath brush, My Wife. And with the prison strap, too, My Wife,” he added hastily while still short of breath.
Vicki could see the effect they had. They were way beyond a simple belt. They were heavy and they landed hard. Already two blisters began to form on Mike’s ass and she could tell by his reaction that they hurt like nothing else she had used on him. Then she picked up the thin rattan cane. She had read about this instrument. It had a legendary reputation and seemed to be universally despised by subs.
“So you want to be caned? You actually purchased one of the most feared instruments in the world of domestic discipline? You must be quite a little slut for pain, Michael?”
“Yes, Ma’am. I am.” It was the first time Mike admitted that he craved pain. Not that his secret wasn’t clearly out in the open. After being told to purchase three items he deliberately bought three very severe instruments of discipline. Now he found out the difference between fantasy and reality. He had many hot fantasies about getting caned. But fantasies don’t hurt. Vicki administered reality.
She laid the cane loosely across his already crimson ass and tapped it lightly. Even that stung his swollen flesh. “I understand this creates a sensation like no other. I’m told it stays in the memory a long time as well.” Mike was trembling with anticipation when she went into her backswing. She paused to take aim a
cross the center of his ass cheeks. Then she let fly with a perfect stroke that landed with authority.
In the first instant Mike felt nothing. Then an incredible wave went through his body from his feet to the crown of his head. It brought ripple after ripple of searing pain that blended into the sting of a hundred scorpions across a line on his buttocks. He tried to scream but no sound emerged. Before the waves had subsided Vicki applied another stroke and the sensation repeated itself with increased magnitude. Two perfect welts appeared instantly and Vicki could not resist touching them. They were perfect in their formation and when her fingertips brushed them lightly Mike hissed air into his mouth and cried out. Vicki was amazed at the effects of the cane. For something so light and portable it was vicious in the extreme. How wonderful. How useful.
She made Mike thank her for letting him sample the new toys then she had him roll onto his back. He had not cum in three days and was now showing excellent self control and discipline while servicing Vicki. As a reward she decided that when she was done sucking his cock she would allow him to cum.
She positioned herself comfortably between Mikes legs and hefted his swollen cock in her palm. “Now I’m going to enjoy sucking you for awhile. If you perform properly you’ll be rewarded with an orgasm.”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
She held the head in her mouth and twisted her tongue around it, changing directions often. Her hand pumped up and down the shaft squeezing him to full hardness. Her thumb coaxed his pre cum upward and she swallowed it with delight. Mike moaned and slammed his head from side to side in ecstasy but he held his hips motionless as he had been trained. His hands were clasped together and behind his head, as he was forbidden to touch any part of Vicki’s body without explicit permission. He was not a guy receiving a blowjob. He was a husband submissively keeping still while His Wife enjoyed sucking on a cock.