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Unrestrained Desires

Chapter 7

Next weekend we were alone again as our kids left with her parents to the country. Throughout the week I tried to imagine what my wife could come up with new. Until now, there was always something new. Some of the thing I liked and some I didn't, especially that cuckold thing, experience she put me through last time. All that made me unsettled and hesitant about our new lifestyle ; actually, I was on the edge of a mutiny but I knew my wife, her determination and I knew that she would have left for good if I did something like that. She always kept her promises and realised her threats. So, at this point I had two choices...to either complain and protest and try to bring things back to as they were before, which would have resulted in separation...or to go along with all this which meant loosing my self-esteem completely, loosing my psychological manhood and becoming who knows what after a longer period of time. Honestly, I already knew the answer to my dilemmas but I was just consoling myself that I had more then one option. Somehow I knew that was the breaking weekend, I knew that it was maybe my last chance to avoid relegation into something less then a man to my wife. That's why my head was filled with different thoughts that Friday as I was trying to make a decision....until the evening when the kids left.

 

 

At the sound of door bell, Tina turned to the kids and said, "hurry up, they are here...get your things, we don't want to have them waiting for you too long, do we!?" Mike and Sara grabbed their backpacks and jackets and eagerly went to the door as I was opening them.

My parents entered with big smiles on their faces; they really enjoyed taking the kids with them to the country whenever it was possible. Kids loved them and loved those trips and me and Tina also loved being alone for few days, so everyone was happy. As soon as ma father's car was underway with all four of the in it, we returned to the house. She turned towards me and just one look from her was enough for me to get down on my knees and bow my head to the floor. "Well...look how nicely you are progressing" she sounded surprised seeing me on the floor without her direct command, "I am glad you are learning your proper place and position in our lives...very glad! I might even reward you for this" she said and walked right beside me. I was just about to stand up and turn around when she stopped and said, "No! crawl! crawl and follow me....get rid of that clothes, all of it and hurry up!" she seemed in a rush. She continued walking and I did the best I could to remove my clothes while crawling...which was a pretty difficult job to do. So while I struggled to get naked while crawling she went right into the toilet, opened the door and waited for me at it to enter like a dog would. Once I did, she closed the door, swiftly lifted up her skirt, pulled her panties down and sat on the toilet bowl, "I was holding up for you the whole afternoon...it's not easy, you know." As she made a slight grin on her face and as I heard a sound of a splash, I realised what she was doing; she just took a shit as I kneeled on the floor few feet away. Then she smiled a little at me and I heard another splash ; her face then relaxed as she relieved herself. She stood up, turned around and bent a little with her legs spread showing her dirty ass hole, "Look" she said as she ripped off some toilet paper. I felt unusually excited by the sight she provided for me, "watch me wipe the shit off of my as...I know you want to...I know you want some, don't you?" she got excited verbally. She wiped her ass with the toilet paper until she was satisfied ; then she pulled her panties up and fixed her skirt. "Crawl over pig" she instructed me ; I obeyed her command and crawled beside her legs and near the bowl. She grabbed my hair and pulled me closer to the bowl, "come on, don't be shy...take a look inside, I know you want to!" I crawled some more until my head was above the bowl ; inside, there was a pile of her shit covered by toilet paper. "Goood...now bend down some more" and as she said that, she slightly pushed my head down inside the bowl, "there you go...now, I want you to inhale...really deep, did you hear?! come on!"...the smell was much more unpleasant then I thought it would be. As I inhaled, I immediately felt nauseous and tried to lift my head up but she held my head firmly and I just couldn't, "No, no, no...one more time...inhale!" So I obeyed again and inhaled ; the smell got stronger and I thought I'd vomit anytime...I felt like it but I managed not to. She released me and I lifted my head up which definitely helped...few seconds more and I would have probably emptied my stomach into the bowl. Just as I was gasping for some air, I heard the door bell ring..."right on time" she said smilingly and went for the door. Before she exited the toilet, she just said "stay!" as she was addressing a dog. She closed the door behind her and I stayed inside, on the floor near the bowl ; I heard someone talking but I couldn't hear what or recognise voices. Then the talking stopped and a minute later, my wife showed up with a collar, leash and pair of handcuffs. First she put the collar around my neck, then attached the leash to it and tied the leash to a pipe between the bowl and the wall. "Put your hands behind your back" she ordered me and I did ; she handcuffed me while I was on the floor on my side. She stood up and said, "Good...now, I will leave you here like this until I return ; do not dare to flush the toilet, leave it as it is and I'll flush it when I get back" she then bent down towards me and said silently, "I need you to get used to the smell of my shit, just consider this a part of your training." Then she straightened up, fixed her skirt and moved in front of the mirror ; as she checked how she looked, she asked "any questions?" I had only one so I asked, "Yes...who was at the door?" I figure she knew that that was what I was about to ask so she smiled and said, "ha...you'll find out soon enough", and with that she left the toilet.

So I was on the floor, restrained again and tied to the toilet bowl...naked. The smell was the same as before but, after 15 minutes, I didn't notice it anymore. I suppose I just got used to it like I probably would to any other smell, good or bad. So I laid there on the cold tiles and waited ; I couldn't tell where she was or what she was doing as I couldn't hear anything. Laying there and thinking, I made piece with myself, with what I have become...I had no strength, no pride in me left to try to reverse things as they were before.

I couldn't tell how much time had passed before she returned and although the heating was on, I got pretty cold. She came in, looked at me and sat on the bath tub, "You know...now, no matter how hard I try, I cannot think of one single reason why I married you" her voice had this serious tone. She crossed her legs and continued, "You still wanna know who was at the door earlier?" she asked ; I nodded my head and said "yes." "Ok....well, it was your friend, your buddy and your colleague Mark" she finished and looked at me to see my reaction. I was very surprised as he never used to come over without calling me first ; my voice was shaky as I said, "M...Mark...what...what did he want?" "Hmm" she smiled and continued, "it is not what he wanted, it's what I wanted" she said. I was still confused and she noticed I didn't understand what she was telling me ; she stood up, came closer and said, "Jesus, how stupid are you? What do you think I did for the last hour and a half? I fucked him, that's what I did you idiot!" I couldn't believe what she was telling me ; I already made my piece with her decision to fuck around but hearing this made me cry...my eyes filled with tears as she continued, "Yes, that's right...I just fucked your best friend while you were here tied up with smelling my shit! How's that for a change?!" I knew she wasn't feeling sorry for me even though she sounded like that when she said, "Oh...don't be sad, a dick is a dick, that's all there is to it...what's the difference if it belongs to your best buddy or to some stranger, right? I know you want me to be happy and I just felt like fucking Mark...so what's the big deal...it's not like I am going to marry him...hahahaha!" she laughed from her heart as she said that. She bent down a bit and said, "Just so you know, I wasn't much of a fuck...he is dickless just like you are but not that bad with his tongue."

Then she squatted down to remove my handcuffs and untie the leash ; she flushed the toilet and then led my out by the leash. I was numb, devastated, broken...this last thing killed even my ability to think straight. She led me to the bedroom and sat on the sofa ; I was still on the floor, kneeling close to her. "Take my shoes off and rub my feet, I need to rest a little bit" she said ; as by an instinct I obeyed, took her shoes off and started to rub...without a single thought in my head. That night I slept like a lamb ; I had no bothering thoughts that would prevent me from falling asleep...I just didn't care about anything, anymore.

 

Next morning I woke up as usual and like a robot, went to the bathroom and then to the kitchen to complete my morning duties....breakfast, etc...My head was completely empty as my actions in the kitchen and rest of the duties, I performed with an automatism.

Tina woke up around 9:30 so I went to the bedroom with the breakfast in my hands ; after regular "good morning" I waited until she sat in the bed and handed her, her breakfast. I then brought her slippers to the bed, put them on the floor beside and went to get a clean towel from the closet. "Leave me" she said as she obviously wanted to be alone before getting up from the bed. I left and got back in the kitchen to clean up some dishes ; then I put some laundry into laundry machine and took the vacuum cleaner to clean up the house a little. I knew she didn't want any noise close to her so, when she came to the living room to read papers and drink coffee, I vacuumed the bedroom first.

While I was at it, she came to the bedroom and unplugged the vacuum cleaner from the wall as I couldn't hear her from the noise machine made, "You training continues now so come to the toilet", she said, turned on her heel and left. As she didn't give any other instructions, I followed her as I was. When I entered the toilet, she was already sitting on the toilet bowl, her night-gown above her knees...she had no panties as she always slept naked under it. She pointed to the floor with her finger which meant I had to kneel in front of her ; while using the toilet, she had those same expressions of relief on her face...however, I couldn't hear any splashes of water. When she was done, she stood up and said, "come here and take this out of the bowl....and put it down on the floor, right there." As I crawled to the bowl I had no idea what to expect inside it ; it was a surprise when I saw the brown pile on a metal plate which she obviously put inside, previously. I felt that same smell as yesterday as I was taking the plate out of the bowl, "Good...now put it right there!" she said and indicated with her finger where she wanted it while she cleaned herself with the toilet paper. So I placed it on the floor, meanwhile she produced the leash and the collar again ; once she put the collar around my neck and attached the leash to it. "Now...circle around it a bit, like a god doggy...so you can get used to the smell again" she said and I started to crawl around the plate in circles while she stood in one place holding the leash. "You know...some of these sick fetishes you have are actually amusing and more fun for me then I ever thought it would be"...once I made several circles, at one moment when I was opposite to her she pulled the leash and said, "Stop!...get closer to it and sniff it like a good dog you are!" I bowed down towards the plate and sniffed her shit few times..."closer!" she commanded as she obviously wasn't satisfied, "it doesn't bite, come on...hahaha". I bowed a little more and her brown pile was only an inch from my nose, "that's better....few more sniffs, come on...good...yeah, I have to tell you, this is all very exciting...wow!" She then came beside me still holding the leash ; the smell was unpleasant but I didn't feel nauseous as yesterday. Once she was beside me, she squatted down and said, "you see how nicely you are progressing with your training...the smell, it doesn't even bother you like it did yesterday." She was right and she knew it ; her voice got softer as she said, "now tell me...would you like to lick it? don't lie to me, just tell me...." "yes" I replied silently. Her face turned into a wicked grin as she said, "yeah...I knew you'd say that...well, go right ahead and lick my shit, don't let me stop you...hahaha." So I bowed back down and just before my tongue came out of my mouth, she said "shit! you're actually going to do it, you sick fuck!" I heard her but her words didn't distract me one bit; my tongue slid across the brown pile once, twice, three times....it was warm and sticky, a bit sour but no actual taste. I licked it few times more then I turned my head aside and looked at her standing above me ; her eyes were wide open, her jaw dropped down from being surprised. Then she dropped the leash on the floor and walked to the bathtub ; she sat on it and said, "lick more...again, I want to watch you do that..come on!" I didn't need any persuading from her, instead I licked again and again...like in a frenzy, I forgot she was there and I just licked it all around like it was an ice-cream. I heard a sharp clang on the floor beside me..."here, unbutton your pants and take your cage off" she said still sitting on the bath tub. Quickly, I unbuttoned my pants and removed the cage, "now, lick it again and wank for me as you do it!" At glanced at her and noticed her right hand was between her legs...she was horny and excited with the site so she rubbed her clit with her hand. I took my dick in my right hand and got very surprised as it got hard instantly, "do it" what are you waiting for!" she commanded me again. I turned my had back and started to lick all over again while stroking my cock with my hand...it took me long 60 seconds to cum all over the floor. The only difference was that that time, I felt some kind of orgasm opposite to those two last time when she milked me. "Hahaha" I heard her laugh and say, "one minute man! better yet, one minute slave...hahaha! I allow you one normal orgasm and you cannot last more then one minute! How pathetic is that!?" She stood up and walked up to me, pushed me with her leg aside a little and said, "Move!" Then she took of one of her slippers and stepped with her foot right into a pile of cum I produced on the floor. As she lifted it up, her sole and her toes were all sticky and covered with cum, "Lets fix this mess together...lick up bitch!" Her sole was right in front of my face so I began to lick the sperm off of it, "That a boy...suck the toes, clean it up all" The excitement and adrenaline I felt made me crazy so I licked and sucked and licked and sucked....she stepped again in what was left on the floor and I repeated the cleaning all over again, swallowing my own sperm. once her foot was clean again, she moved it away and slipped it back into her slipper, "Enough now! you had yours, now is my turn...first clean up all this mess then go clean yourself up, wash your face and brush your teeth good...then come to the living room, there is some pussy eating you have to do."

I hurried to do all that she told me to and when I was done, I came to the living room ; she was on the sofa, her legs spread with one hand on her exposed pussy and the other on her breasts. "Get down here!" she said instructing me to kneel between her legs ; so I did and she grabbed me behind my head, "come on, lick it...eat me good!" As she held me by my head, I leaned on the sofa and began to lick her wet and hot pussy ; she was hornier then ever as her cunt juices were soaked the sofa beneath her. I started slow and, as soon as I touched her pussy with my tongue, I heard a long moan as she exhaled from the bottom of her lungs,..."yeeahh...sooo good...lick it...that's it...mmmm." I licked with the pace she dictated, penetrated her with my tongue and nose, my face all wet from her juices...she was moaning, breathing deeply...I thought she'd cum soon but I was wrong. I tried to bring her to orgasm but she just wouldn't cum, "damn it! you are not good enough....what's the matter, ha? now that you had yours, you seem not so eager anymore!" She swiftly stood up above me, "turn around and put your head there!" she ordered me to lean on the sofa and put my head on its seat. I obeyed and she quickly sat on my face, "tongue out!" she said and as I complied, she started to grind her pussy on my mouth faster and faster. "Oh yeah...that's it! fuuck!" she held me by my hair with one hand, leaned to the back of the sofa with the other and rode my face like crazy,,,"aha!....fuuuck!...YEESS!", she yelled as a strong orgasm rushed throughout her whole body. She got off of my face and just loll on the sofa beside me ; through her deep breaths she said, "ooohhh...phew...nice...at least you are not completely useless...mmmhhh." She laid there for few minutes and I just waited on the floor for her instructions ,"go and do your tasks...we're done for now!" I did as she said and disappeared into the kitchen. When I was done with the kitchen, I went out to our garden as I had some things to finish there ; in about one hour, my wife came all dressed up for going out, "I have an appointment in my beauty parlour in one hour so I'll be leaving now...finish your work as usual and I'll be back for lunch...say 14:00 hours..." Then she just walked away to the car and drove away. I finished the work outside and went back in to make some lunch and iron some laundry that got dry.

She came back exactly at 14:00 hrs as she said and I had everything ready....clean house, laundry ironed and put in place, lunch ready. She had her hair fixed, her face glowed, her nails freshly painted. So I took her coat off, brought her slippers and took off her boots ; then she went to the dining room and sat at the table to have her lunch. As usual, I was constantly beside her standing by to serve whatever she required. We did all this in silence but I knew she was satisfied with her lunch ; when she was done, she said "good...I am going to take a nap now...I made this list for you, things I need...so now you can eat something too and then you will go out and buy all this...here" she finished by handing me a credit card. I ate a little as I wasn't too much in the mood for food and then cleaned up the kitchen. I took my coat, put my shoes on and left. The list was a mix of all kinds of things from food to specific underwear, cosmetics, car freshener, etc...When I left it was already 16:00 hrs and it took me about two to buy everything from the list ; altogether, I was out for about 3 hours and I got back home around 19:00. The door was locked so I opened it with my key and entered ; as soon as I was in, I heard my wife's voice but it sounded strange. I went straight into the living room and froze when I saw my wife naked on the sofa in a doggy style position and our neighbour Frank standing behind her, holding her by her hips and ramming his cock in her pussy. "Yeah! fuck me, fuck me!" she was in frenzy. They both saw me but there was no particular reaction from Frank's side ; my wife gave me a wicked look and said in between moans, "ohhh..there you are...ahhh...don't worry...mmmhhh...Frank knows about...ohhhh yeah...about our open marriage....yeah!" Nothing could distract him, he continued to fuck her harder and harder, "uuhhh...go...get out! leave!" she yelled at me so I obeyed and left the bedroom. I went into the kitchen and closed the door behind me ; still I could hear them fuck and especially my wife's howling every time she came. The feeling of humiliation, disappointment and sadness got to me again ; the only consolation was that she didn't tell him or anyone else the truth and nature of our new relationship. I sat in the kitchen and waited ; after about half hours, there was silence so I gently opened the door just a little to take a peak but my wife saw me as she was looking directly at the door, "get in here...he's gone!" she said and I entered. She sat calmly on the sofa, her legs crossed ,a cigarette in her hand ; as I just stood there she asked, "why are you still on your feet, slave?" I knew what she meant so I got down on my knees, "have you changed my bedding, slave?" she asked. I didn't because she never told me to so I replied with a "no", "oh well, seems that I have to tell you everything...from now on, you will change my bedding every second day, clean sheets, clean pillow case, all of it...is that clear?" "Yes Tina" I replied...."Good...now, fix me some light dinner, change that bedding and prepare a bath for me...and then you are free...go!" she yelled at the end.

 So one by one, I did all what she told me and around eleven she went to bed ; I followed as I did every night, put away her slippers once she was in bed and left. I usually waited for one hour for her to fall asleep then I got in the bedroom too, fixed my "bed" on the floor and fell asleep.

 

I did everything she told me, took all of my clothes off, spread the plastic sheet on the toilet floor and lay on it on my back ; I waited for her like that for and, at least one hour if not more, passed before she came in. As she did, she took off her skirt and her panties so she was naked from waist down except for the shoes, black pumps with high heel which she obviously put on especially for this occasion. She looked down on me and asked, "so...are you ready for the real thing?...you better be"...I didn't reply to that as there was no point in replying. Slowly she moved towards me and stood up above me with my head between her legs ; as I saw her above me I felt tremor pass through my skin and my muscles as I felt excitement and some fear at the same time. She squatted down and position herself above my face...then she moved a little forward until her ass was in line with my nose and mouth, "I am giving you a choice, something you can decide for yourself this time...either you will open your mouth and take it in or I will take a dump all over your face." Now I was in dilemma ; hearing her say that, I wondered if I really wished to go that far and actually eat shit...however, I had little time to think about it. She placed her hands on my chest and leaned on them ; her ass hole began to widen and I saw small brown mass slowly appear. It became bigger as her hole widened more ; instinctively and without thinking, I opened my mouth and the small turd fell in. "That's my slave...good choice" I heard her say ; my mouth were open as I was hesitant to close them and swallow. "Don't be afraid...just chew it like you chew any other food" her calm voice gave instructions ; I managed to close my lips around it and started to chew. It had no particular taste, just warm and sour...so I swallowed it. "My husband, my shiteater...hahaha" she laughed sarcastically, "now open up and open good!" she said with elevated tone of voice. As I followed her order, she lowered herself some more so her ass hole was just two inches from my wide open mouth. Again her opening widened and new brown mass appeared ; but this time it was much bigger and it came out fast. It was a long log of shit and as it filled my mouth, it twined like a rope to a pile, half of it in my mouth and the other half on top of it, and above my lips. I thought there was no way I could swallow it all and, as I tried, I gagged..."ggghhh". She stood up, stepped aside and said, "slowly...slowly...chew and don't waste it...it is precious" ; my eyes filled with liquid as I gagged on it but I couldn't get it down my throat. I tried to chew and to close my lips but the top of the pile was about to fall down my cheek, "Wait!...let me help!" she reacted and then placed the sole of her shoe on top of the shit holding it in place. "Now chew and swallow...easy...easy...that's it" she held the rest on top of my mouth and, as I opened again, pushed it inside. The smell...I didn't even notice anymore ; so I swallowed it all except for some remains left on my lips...and there was her shoe. "Gooood..now lick your lips first then clean up my shoe, I don't want any of it go to waste"...as I cleaned my lips, I began to lick whatever was on her shoe sole until it was clean. I stopped licking and she asked, "Clean?!"..."Yes" I said, "Good...now open again" she said. As I did, she again positioned herself above me, each leg on each side of my head...this time she didn't squat, instead she just started to piss all over my face and in my mouth, "A little something to help it go down" she said with that same wicked smile on her face. I managed to swallow half of it but the rest hit my eyes, my nose and the rest of my head...as she pissed all over me, she said "hahaha...you are full of shit, you know....hahaha...literally!"


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