SWEET HONEYMOON Until I got married I used to think of myself as a lucky man. I met my wife when I was still at school at the tender age of 16 and she was 19 and stunningly attractive. She was 5'11" tall in her stockinged feet and had immaculate long blond hair that had a healthy sheen. She had deep blue, wide set, eyes either side of a delicate nose and a fulsome mouth. Her build was athletic and she had a very titillating roll as she walked. All of the local lads drooled over her and were constantly fighting to date her. I first met her after I had been dumped by my former girlfriend at a party and was feeling rather dejected and sorry for myself. She came up to me and started to tease me asking me if I had lost something and where all my friends had gone. Even as she taunted me I couldn't think straight as I was mesmerised by her beauty and seductive voice. It couldn't be true, she can't be talking to me I thought as I offered to get her a drink. She accepted and we spent the rest of the evening together. When I got home that evening I couldn't believe it but we had actually made a date for the following night. I was on cloud nine but a little concerned when I recollected the conversation and it seemed that she had always been talking down to me and making me feel small. It didn't take me long to push the negative thoughts to the back of my mind as I pictured my friends faces when the saw me with her. That was the start of a whirlwind romance and within 6 months we were engaged to be married. Although I must admit that it hadn't always been great fun. Kim was always late when we arranged to meet, often by over an hour. On several occasions she had even called of an arrangement at the last moment with very little reason. This used to make me very angry but her captivating presence soon made me feel better and I calmed down. The worst occasion was last winter when we agreed to meet at a local Greek restaurant at 6:30 in the evening at her suggestion. We hadn't booked a table as it was a very popular venue and they wouldn't accept bookings, and in any case I expected her to turn up late. However, as usual I turned up on time eager to meet her again but she was nowhere to be seen. I then noticed that the restaurant was very dark and looked more closely at the front door. There was a sign stating that it was open from 7:45PM to 3:00AM. "Stupid Bitch", I said to myself feeling very hungry, "We'll have to find another venue when she turns up." I stood there waiting for the next half hour and it started to rain. I felt terrible and still there was no sign of Kim. About another quarter of an hour later a large Mercedes pulled up opposite and it's engine, lights and wind screen wipers were turned off. It was an impressive car with black windows and I assumed it was the owner arriving to open up. However, no-one got out of the car and after a time it began to rock from side to side. Lucky bugger, I thought to myself as Kim insisted that we shouldn't have any form of sex until we were married. This drove me to despair as she always dressed very sexily and would take any chance she had to lean on me or stroke me. I was just about to leave when at 8:00 a woman came towards the restaurant. She took one look at me a laughed a little as she said, "Sorry boy I was delayed. We don't normally open up to 8:30 despite what it says there. I hope you haven't been waiting long in this awful rain" "Oh, no, I was early", I lied to protect my pride, "my fiancee will be along in a while". "Good," she replied, "you can come in to wait inside while you dry off." I went in and waited in the lobby area feeling downcast and annoyed. I was there for yet another 3/4 of an hour and a few couples had come and taken tables giving me some funny looks. The restaurant owner was also giving me funny looks as I hesitantly muttered, "She'll be here soon, don't worry." The woman tittered knowingly and replied, "Of course dear." A short time later she came back to me and asked me if my name was Roger. "Yes" I replied full of surprise, "how did you know?" "There's a phone call for you from Kim" she answered and led me to the restaurant phone. "Hello, what's happened" I asked worried that something terrible must have happened to her. "Roger, please forgive me darling", came the reply. "What for?" I asked, my mind racing, wondering what was going on. I could hear the sound of traffic faintly in the background. "Oh Roger, I'm sorry" came the reply, "I forgot it was tonight we were supposed to meet. I thought it was tomorrow." Her voice tingled with a sort of excitement as she spoke. I was dumbfounded and remained silent. She then continued, "As I was soaking in my bath I suddenly remembered it was tonight." She then seemed to slightly laugh before she added, "You poor thing have been waiting for a while and It sounds as though it's been raining." "How could you do this to me?" I replied trying to keep my composure in front of everyone in the restaurant. I thought I heard a man's snigger as Kim answered breathlessly, "Poor, Poor puppy, I've been rotten to you. I don't know how I did it. You know how I am. Please tell me you understand." "What! Do you really expect me to believe that. I can hear things in the background. Where are you?" I retorted in an annoyed tone. She just laughed a little before she replied, "There, there baby don't get all fretful. The telly's on in my bedroom. You can probably hear that. You do trust me don't you? You don't think I could lie to you do you?" This made me feel a little guilty and I calmed down and answered, "Of course I trust you it's just hard to believe you could forget so easily and I've been waiting to see you for nearly 3 hours." Her immediate response was to snigger as if she had deliberately made me wait for no reason but then she said " I Promise it won't happen again" in a seductive type of voice we she knew made me weak. "I hope not" I answered. Kim then said, "Tell you what, we can start all over again tomorrow at 8:30, how about that my sweet puppy." "Not likely" I said, "I've been here for over an hour waiting for you I don't want to do it again tomorrow". "Oh go on dear, just for me. It is a romantic restaurant and it would make me feel a lot better". I looked round and agreed that it was a great venue and started to want to eat with Kim there. After a moments pause I capitulated and said, "OK, but you had better be on time tomorrow." She just tittered and said, "I promise to be a good girl, now tell me that you love me." "I love you my darling" I answered feeling embarrassed in the restaurant. She just replied "Till tomorrow" and put the phone down. I was left feeling confused and dishevelled in the restaurant as I made my apologies and left. It was still raining when I got outside and I noticed the Mercedes was still bouncing about opposite. Some people have all the luck I thought as I caught the bus home feeling totally miserable. The next evening Kim did turn up only half an hour late and we had a wonderful meal but I felt embarrassed because of the evening before. The waitress kept looking at me in a strange way and she also seemed to recognise Kim. I asked Kim if she had seen her before but she claimed she had never been in the restaurant before. I couldn't help feeling that I had been tested some how but didn't care as long as I was still with my beloved Kim. Kim had already got a job working as a secretary in the local insurance firm and owned her own one bedroomed flat. I had now left school but had been unable to get a job so we decided to live in Kim's flat until I had a job and could afford somewhere better. To my great frustration Kim still insisted on waiting till our wedding night until we had sex often saying to me, "Now, Now, Roger you know I don't want to spoil things. It will be all the better when we're married." as she lounged around in her underwear. She could see the frustration in my eyes and appeared to enjoy it. Many times after she had rejected my advances she would say, "As you have been a good puppy I will let you massage me instead" and she would lay back and relax as I massaged her. I enjoyed this a great deal but her attitude caused me concern as I was sure she wasn't a virgin but I didn't want to upset things. I was so in love with her that I was gradually falling deep under her spell and was doing all of the housework for her, cooking her meals and massaging her but she was giving me little in return. An annoying habit she had developed was to pat me on the head and say good puppy after I had brought her a glass of wine in the evening or some other little treat. She would then gently ask me to rub her tired and aching feet in a way that I couldn't refuse. I found this difficult as her feet smelt strongly but that didn't seem to bother her. Our relationship developed further with me gradually becoming ever more submissive to her without me noticing. Several times a week she would go out and leave me alone claiming she was working overtime or having a night out with her girl friends. She would kiss me passionately before leaving and whisper in my ear, "See you later puppy. I'll get out of your way while you wash my smalls though". she would then turn, close the door and leave be fore I could answer back. I would be very angry at first but as I went to retrieve her soiled panties from the bedroom where she had dropped them I caught a whiff of her perfume and would feel better. By the time she returned home I was normally asleep but she insisted on waking me up to say goodnight. As I looked at her she had a radiant glow as if she had really enjoyed herself. This left me wondering what she had been up to. She would then climb into bed and drop off to sleep leaving me awake and frustrated listening to her snoring. I consoled myself by saying it would be better when we were married and I had a job. The wedding day arrived at last and I was full of joy. We had over a hundred and fifty guests but only 6 were my friends the rest were all Kim's. She was really enjoying herself and I felt very proud. My friends complemented me on such a fine wife and said they didn't expect me to leave the bedroom during our honeymoon. While greeting the other guests at the reception my stomach jumped when I saw the Mercedes I had seen opposite the restaurant arrive. I nudged Kim and told what I had seen that night. She just giggled and said, "Oh, that's Adam, he has a reputation with the girls. I'll introduce you to him later." When Adam arrived Kim went straight over to him and brought him back to me to introduce us. He was a young handsome man who appeared to have all anyone would want. He was very smarmy and I took an instant dislike to him. Kim though seemed attracted to him and spent a lot of time joking with him that evening. Time flew by and in no time we were leaving the reception. I was trembling with excitement and the thought of what was to come. As we didn't have much money we had decided to spend the night in a local hotel and then the rest of the fortnight back in our flat. We had reserved the penthouse suite which had an erotic four poster bed in it. Kim was magnificent and she led be by my hand into our room. We had sex within 10 minutes of being alone and my body was exploding with pent up relief. I was elated but noticed that Kim seemed less satisfied than myself which disappointed me. I asked what the matter was and she said it was great but that she had fantasised about bondage and would like to try that. Not wanting to disappoint her I agreed and at once she went to her case and brought out several straps and a helmet mask. Her eyes were now sparkling and her breath had become short with anticipation and excitement. I had never seen her so worked up and she looked more radiant than ever. "Lay on the bed pup" she croaked at me as she brought the restraints across. I meekly obeyed in a semi trance like state. First my writs were bound shortly followed by my ankles. I was then completely at her mercy as she stood back to look at me with the mask idly swinging in her hand. She smiled wickedly as she peeled her stockings off and then dropped her panties on the floor. Quick as a flash she picked up the scented garments and pushed them into the helmet then climbed on top of me and said, "How long have I wanted to do this to you my dog?" then laughing went to pull the helmet over my head. "Hey, what's going on. Why call me dog? What are you doing?" I screamed in mild panic. She just threw her head back, stroked her breasts and laughed even harder before she pulled the helmet over my head forcing me to inhale her perfume. She then calmly said, "I've always wanted you to be my dog. You poor vulnerable puppy, you have fallen into my trap. You are now mine to torment for my pleasure." She then got off and left the room. I was sobbing into my mask wondering where she had gone when an hour later she returned mounted my throbbing organ and thrust herself to an intense orgasm. She let herself relax on top of me as she whispered. "Wow! that was wonderful, well worth the wait, I knew you wouldn't disappoint me" she then slipped off of me a little but continued to cuddle me as she drifted off to sleep. I spent the rest of our wedding night restrained like that as she relaxed on top of me. I was full of mixed emotions the next morning when she awoke and released me. However, once again she tightened the trap on me yet further by telling me how much fun she had had and that she hoped that I had enjoyed our little game as much as her. She was sitting by the window as she said this and the fresh sunlight glinted in her hair making it sparkle with life. I thought how lucky I was to be married to this beauty and soon forgot the pain of my bondage the night before. I told her that I was content to play any games she wanted as long as they gave her pleasure. With that she smiled came over kissed me on the forehead and said, "Now there's a good doggy. I can see we are going to have some great fun together." She then started to laugh lewdly as though she had just had an evil thought. Something in the way she acted scared me a little as we packed our things and got ready to leave for home. When we arrived back at the flat I insisted on carrying Kim over the threshold which she enjoyed. I wasted no time and carried her straight into our bedroom and dropped her on the bed. I then noticed a large curtain draped across our built in wardrobe. "Hey, what's that" I gasped in amazement. Kim just sniggered and answered, "I knew you would like to play my games so I arranged to have a little modification made. My present to the both of us is inside, go and have a look." I eagerly jumped off the bed trembling with excitement and puled the curtain down. Then I slid back the door and froze in my tracks at the sight that met me. "What is it?" I asked as I looked at an open wooden box half filling the wardrobe. The top half was hinged upwards and I noticed a semicircular cut-out at the end. It was almost filled with a sort of foam rubber substance. Kim came up behind me and pulled herself tightly to me and started to undo my trousers. I could feel her pert breasts pushing into my back as she gyrated her hip against my bum. She then nibbled my ear as my trousers slid down and she started to play with my cock. She then giggled as she whispered, "It's a basket for my little doggy, do you like it?" "What, What do you mean?" I stammered as my knees were collapsing under the attentions she was affording me. "I thought it would be good to have my doggy wait in there while I got ready for sex." "You don't mean you want me to get into that box do you Kim?" I spluttered in total disbelief. She was gently fondling my balls as she cooed, "Yes, the thought of it makes me wet between my thighs. You said you would like to play games and this should be terrific. You wouldn't mind would you?" I was in total shock but she had brought me to such a state of arousal that I couldn't refuse. "OK if it will help add to the excitement." She just smirked impishly as she took my shirt off and then led me by my cock to the open box and murmured "This will be terrific, I'm really going to enjoy this." She then turned to smile at me and added, "Hop in then". Naked I climbed into the box and started to sink into the foam. I gasped as it felt cold but Kim just said, "Oh don't be a baby it will soon warm to your skin temperature. Get down on all fours like the dog you are." I meekly obeyed and soon I was kneeling in the foam like substance which I sank into and it spread all around me. Luckily I just fitted the box with my head sticking out above the cut out. It felt awful and I was just about stand up again when Kim pushed the top crashing down on top of me. It fell with a thud and the foam like substance totally encased me. I couldn't move at all, it was as if I had been stuck in cement. Fear overcame me and I shouted, "Hey, Let me out I can't stand this. Open the lid quickly." To my utter horror Kim just laughed uncontrollably and said, "Too late now. Just calm down or you'll make me come before I'm ready" as she closed some catches either side of my head and locked them with padlocks. She removed the keys and then attached them to a fine ankle chain she was wearing. I was really scared now and pleaded with her to release me but his just encouraged her all the more and her sadistic streak was really showing. She told me that I had promised to play her games and I wasn't to spoil her fun. She then knelt down and with difficulty kissed my head sticking out of the box only a few inches above the ground. With me fully prepared she stood back to look at me and I tried as hard as I could to look round at her. She had her hands on her hips and said, "I'll get ready for our fun now so you just stay there and watch me while the foam sets." "Till the foam sets, what do you mean?" I pleaded. "Sorry I forgot to tell you that your basket is full of special moulding foam. It will set to the shape of your body and hold you still. When I let you out for walkies it will maintain it's shape so you can easily climb back in." "But I will be getting out in a few moments won't I! When your ready." I spluttered in a state of total bewilderment. She just giggled as she looked down at me and said, "We'll see, but be quite now while I get ready." In total disbelief I fell silent as I strained to watch her prepare herself. First of all she stripped naked and then pulled on a skimpy black leotard like crutchless top. It was of a black Lycra type of material with a triangular nylon netting patch to temptingly display the edges of her bust. Next she put on, and fastened, some sheer black nylon stockings taking care to ensure the seams were straight. Finally she struggled to put on a tight leather mini skirt. I had never seen her dress so provocatively and started to feel that my suffering was worth while. She then sat by the dresser and applied a seductive set of makeup to her beautiful face highlighting her cheekbones and augmenting her eyes. She turned to face me and walked towards me. My heart missed a beat as I trembled in anticipation of what was to come next. I couldn't stop myself from wolf whistling which made my wife smile and she said, "Good I'm glad to see you're enjoying yourself at long last, after all this is supposed to be fun for both of us isn't it?" Her tone of voice was strange as though she didn't really mean what she was saying but that didn't stop me drooling as she came nearer. She was just inches from me when the phone rang, "Blast" she exclaimed as she went back to the bed lay down and answered the phone. "Oh hello darling, it's you" then there was silence for a while and she said, "Yes, easier than I thought." A longer period of silence and then "I thought tomorrow night would be the earliest but if you insist we could do it tonight." I was straining to hear this conversation and to see my wife but all I could see were her nylon clad feet hanging over the end of the bed. She was casually rubbing them together back and forth as if in a totally relaxed stated. She then said "You're awful I can't wait to see his face." followed a few moments later by "Well I suppose I'm dressed for dancing". My mind was racing. Who is she talking to? What is she arranging? What does she mean dressed for dancing? She then said "OK come round in half an hour, I love you, bye" before putting the phone down. She then just lay on the bed for a while and I called out, "Who was that on the phone?" She got up slowly and came round to see me as she said, "It was a friend of mine I haven't seen for while. She doesn't know we're married yet and has asked me to go to a dance with her tonight. You wouldn't mind would you doggy." My head started to buzz, she can't be serious I thought and was just about to shout at her when she added, "It'll heighten our fun later knowing that you have been waiting for me like that. Wont that be great?" "No it bloody well will not!" I shouted in a state of rage, "This is supposed to be our honeymoon". She just started laughing again and replied, "It is our honeymoon and I don't know when I have ever had so much fun. I know you wouldn't want to join us because I heard you bragging with your friends that you wouldn't leave the bedroom for the fortnight. I'm just helping you to keep your word, HA HA." My tether had totally broken as I shouted, "Why do this to me? I love you? What's got into you?" She just pushed her high heeled shoes on in front of me, took her jacket from above me and slid the wardrobe door closed. A short while later I heard the doorbell. Kim tapped on the wardrobe door and said, "I hope I don't get too tired dancing the night away, Ha Ha." I could then hear her walking out of the bedroom and just before she left the click of the light switch. She called back to me, "Be a good doggy and don't get up to mischief whilst I'm gone!" Moments later I heard the front door open followed by Kim's depraved laughter ebbing away as the door closed again behind her. It was now totally dark in the wardrobe and the foam had totally set so that I couldn't move at all apart from my head a little through the opening of the box. I don't know how long I had been like that but it seemed hours when I heard the key in the front door. Then Kim came in full of merriment and my heart sank when I heard her talk to someone. My ears strained through the darkness to hear the reply but I heard nothing. I wanted to shout for release but was now more scared of being found in this predicament by a complete stranger. About half an hour later I heard movements in the bedroom and then the wardrobe door slowly opening. Kim was teetering on her high heels having obviously had a few drinks as I could smell the alcohol on her breath. She just winked at my blinking eyes and said, "Still here then. Not long now." I wanted to shout at her but she said, "Keep quite for a while because my friend insisted on coming back for a coffee." I tore at my bond to no avail and my face must have gone red with the strain. "Poor doggy" Kim said as she saw me straining, "The fun is just too much for you isn't it" She then picked up her soiled knickers where she had left them earlier and stuffed them into my mouth and quickly tied them in place with her discarded stockings. "Just to help you keep quite till she has gone" she added just before she closed the door again. She then opened the door again and I thought she had long last decided to show me some mercy but to my dismay she turned her back to the wardrobe and said, "Can't let this out in front of our guest" as she let a long fart loose. She then slid the door closed again without even looking at me again as she sniggered evily to herself. Seconds later the smell that greeted my nose made me heave with disgust but I couldn't escape it. I just couldn't believe the way Kim was treating me. I could hear distant chatter and laughter but couldn't make out the voices as I suffered in my total bondage tasting my wife's knickers. About an hour later I heard movement in the bedroom and the light being turned on. Then there were childish titters of excitement as I heard other movements. Then booming out of the blew I heard my wife say "I'll just take these shoes off. My feet are aching after all that dancing" and to my horror the door began to slide back. I thought I would be exposed and tried to pull my head back into the box but I just couldn't move. My wife was standing there infront of me and she looked down and winked at me as she eased her left shoe off and then dropped it off of her toes just below my nose. The sweaty steam that greeted my nostrils made me try and pull back but I could only watch as the other foul smelling shoe was dropped along side the first. She then said, "Oh, I've got an itch" and she then rubbed her damp foot under my nose adding "that's better." She giggled as her foot ground into my face and to add to my frustration I caught sight of the padlock keys glinting through her nylon stockings. I was then forced to inhale the scent of my wife's feet emanating from her shoes as the door remorsefuly slid shut again. I could take no more of this I thought as I began to weep at my depraved state. As many times before I was wrong again. I heard Kim say, "Take me I'm all yours" "Try and stop me," a mans voice boomed out of the silence, "But what about your hubby, wont he find us". "Oh don't worry yourself he wont disturb us," my wife sniggered, "he's a bit tied up in the dog basket business at the moment Ha Ha Ha." I felt as though the earth had caved in. What was my wife doing? Who was she fucking? Why do it on our honeymoon? How long had it been planned? What will she do with me next? I was full of cramp and half suffocating as I had to listen to their amorous chat and sexual activity. I couldn't even move my fingers. It sounded as though they had made love at least three times before they started to become subdued and calmed down. Then I heard the light turned off and the little light that crept around the edge of the wardrobe door disappeared plunging me into total darkness again. I could then faintly hear them whispering to each other contentedly but couldn't make out what was being said. Finally they must have drifted to sleep as it fell silent apart from the occasional sound of one of them turning over. I tried to scream for release but my wife's sodden panties stopped nearly all of the noise and in a state of total anger and despair I resigned myself to the fact that I would be forced to spend the night in my wretched state. I tried to sleep but when my head drooped my nose entered my wife's scented shoes and the smell was strong enough to keep me awake. I thrust my head about as much as I could to knock them over so that I may have a little relief but alas I couldn't quite reach them to push them. Why was my wife doing this to me I kept repeating to myself over and over again as I waited endlessly for morning to come and my much needed release. I didn't even care if I was found in my state any more just so long as I was released. Finally I heard sounds of fidgeting followed by my wife's voice, "Oh don't leave just yet, it's so comfy like this." "Sorry my love but I've got to work again today", boomed the man's voice again. I could then hear them kissing and petting each other for several minutes before my wife said, "Oh no, I couldn't, not again, not now. Wait till this evening and I will be eager again then!". They then moved about a lot and I heard mixed giggling from the pair of them followed by the sounds of someone getting dressed. I was numb with disbelief that my wife could do this to me and it a state of total shock wondering how to get out of my predicament when the man's voice seemed to boom out, "Till tonight." followed by my wife's retort of "I love you." Much to my relief I then heard him leave the room and moments later him let himself out of the front door. My time for revenge was not far away now I thought as I contemplated what I would do when I was released in a few minutes. My hopes of an early release were soon crushed when I heard my wife snoring. "The bitch has fallen asleep again!" I shouted to my self and struggled vainly at my bonds for escape. Some long time later I heard my wife waking and she got up. She came to the wardrobe and very gently opened the doors. She looked down at me and sighed gently. "Oops sorry dear I didn't mean to wake you." and then bent down to release my gag as she continued "I hope you had a good night. I'm sorry we didn't get to have our fun but my friend and I had had a little wine to drink and we fell asleep talking over old times." She then paused a little and added "Still it will be even better this evening now!" and her eyes twinkled as if she really meant it. I couldn't believe my ears, what evil torture has she planned now? When she had released the stocking I spat my wife's knickers out and shouted, "You utter selfish bitch. Why did you leave me like this all night. I heard you with a man. Who was he? Why make love in our honeymoon bed. Let me free at once!" To my total dismay my wife just started laughing and sat back on the bed to steady herself. She then looked me in the eyes and said, "What a vivid imagination you have, I haven't had anyone in here last night". "Don't lie to me as well!" I protested. "You don't trust me very much do you" my wife answered mocking a heart tone and then she added, "it must be your secret wish for me to take a lover in your presence. Don't blame me for your kinky fantasies." We continued to argue for a while with my wife denying everything when finally she said, "Oh I can't be bothered with all this now, I'm going to get some breakfast". She then closed the door again and left me ignoring my plea's for escape. A long time later she returned and opened the door again holding a dog bowl. She kicked her shoes from beneath my face and then bent down and placed the bowl in their place. She propped it up with some books so my head was forced into it. I stared at the contents of cold porridge and she gleefully said, "There's your breakfast doggy, eat it all up, I'm off to the shops now." Then before I had chance to say anything she had closed the door and left. Tears dribbled down my face as I plunged my head into the unappetising slop. She knew I hated porridge but I was so hungry that I struggled to eat the meal despite the fact that I was full of rage. Hours later in my foam filled box I was still waiting for my wife's return. Again when the key entered the lock and I heard her enter and I expected her to come and gloat over my predicament again. However, to my absolute mortification there was an extended period while she went about her normal business. I called out to her as loud as I could but her response was to put her on favourite CD and to turn the volume up to drown out my pitiful cries for escape. She finally condescended to open the cupboard again and looked down at me as she danced to the rhythm of her music. She then said, "This is so much fun, I would have married you earlier if I had know it would be like this. She then put her foot under my chin and forced my head back so that I had to look at her magnificent body and she calmly asked, "Have you calmed down yet doggy?" "ABSOLUTELY NOT. LET ME FREE NOW." I responded full of vehemence. She twisted her foot a little to show me the key and serenely said, " HA, Ha, Ha, don't worry you will soon give in. I would like to free you doggy but as you can see I would have to take my stockings off first which would make me cold. It's OK for you in your snug, warm basket. You wouldn't want to see me suffer would you?" I was dumb struck with rage as I was now very hot, full of cramp, itched all over and couldn't move a muscle while she was complaining about becoming cold by removing a stocking. My dumbfounded silence gave her the opportunity to add, "I thought not. Now wait there and I will get your dinner." She bent down to retrieve my bowl and left me to suffer a wile longer before returning with another bowl of foul tasting porridge. I stared in disbelief at the slop and looked at her shouting, "You wicked woman, you know I hate porridge couldn't you get me something more appetizing. Please show me some mercy." Chortling to herself she calmly replied, "Silly me I forgot, I'll go and get your favourite! Baked beans and a hamburger." "Thank you" I said through gritted teeth hoping she was at last going to show me pity and release me. When she returned she had a large can of beans in one hand and a tasty looking hamburger in the other. At last I thought to myself she is starting to melt. I then shuddered with revolution as she bent down and tipped the beans into the bowl on top of the porridge. She hadn't even warmed them up. As soon as the can was empty she stepped back toward the bed and sat down. Triumph was written all over her face as she took a bite from the hamburger and while she was chewing it said, "Well eat up doggy, it's what you asked for isn't it." I realised there was nothing I could do and so reluctantly eat my abominable meal. It was obvious she was enjoying the burger and reviling in my torment as I struggled to swallow the slop. When at last I had finished she took the bowl away and roughly cleaned my face with a flannel. She then stood back and said, "Well the evening has arrived and it's time for our fun at long last you lucky little doggy. It's time you had some pleasure." I was seething with anger and looked away from her as she chortled to herself and added, "Let's hope I don't get any phone calls again tonight!". She then stripped off completely and put on a fine one piece crotchless body stocking, pulled on a rubber mini dress and plastic peep hole bra. For the next half hour she worked on her hair pulling it into a fine pony tail before applying her favourite makeup. I was mesmerised by her beauty and couldn't help saying, "Wow you are gorgeous, let me free and I forgive you all that has happened." hoping she would now be kind. She just replied, "Wait a moment I'll just apply the finishing touches," and she came to the wardrobe and put her high heels on again and then reached up to the top shelf. I was mesmerised as she put a fine black veil on and stood back to pose for me. Her eyes were sparkling as she looked at me and said, "I'm ready for you doggy let's rock and roll!". She then paused and feigned concern as she added, "Blast I've left your keys under my body stocking again". I was crestfallen as she lifted her feet to show me the trapped keys attached to her anklet. Then to compound my misery the doorbell rang out shattering the silence. "I'll be back in a jiffy," Kim said as she closed the cupboard door and went to answer the front door. I was then left in a state of tension for a few minutes with my heart pounding as I waited eagerly for Kim's return. When she did enter the bedroom she was tittering excitedly in an evil sort of way. My stomach dropped as I anticipated more torment from her. The cupboard door slowly slid back and to my great relief Kim was standing there in another provocative pose designed to excite me. I swallowed hard with expectation of things to come as I gingerly stuttered, "Who was that at the door?" "Time's up doggy," came the surprise answer from Kim as she sniggered mischievously, bubbling with excitement. "What do you mean?" I croaked with my mouth going dry with anticipation. She was obviously finding it hard to contain her excitement as she said, "I'll reveal all tonight and allow you take you place, just close your eyes for a moment". Wondering what she meant I closed my eyes and heard her moving about in front of me. Then she called out "SURPRISE!". I immediately opened my eyes and was paralysed at the sight that greeted me. Kim was standing infront of me hugging Adam who was kissing her neck. My mouth dropped open in total disbelief as Kim said, "You don't look all that pleased doggy. After this morning I thought you would be glad to see me in the arms of another man to prove you right." This made them both collapse with coarse laughter for a few minutes while my eyes filled with tears. When they had finally calmed down Kim looked at me pitifully and said "It's about time we let you out of there and explained a few things." "Too bloody right" I snarled back at her which made her smile all the more. She then turned and asked Adam to get me out and gave him a long sensuous kiss through her veil. I was seething with anger and jealousy and struggled to move but just wore myself out in the useless plight. They finally stopped for breath and Adam said, "You'll have to taking your stocking off first to let me have the key," and he gently stroked her fine legs. She just giggled and said, "Stop teasing him, you know what I mean, Ha, Ha" With that he smirked as well and turned towards me. He then bent down a grabbed the corners of my box and lifted me to an upright position. I saw stars after that sudden movement and could feel myself moving out of the cupboard. "It was a good idea of mine to put casters on the box", Kim said in a bragging way. "You can wheel him over there" she continued pointing to a place by the windows. When I was in place she walked round behind me and then climbed onto the box placing one leg either side of my face. With my head clamped between her fine thighs she twiddled with my hair and said, "Carry on Adam I can't wait." I couldn't believe it I still wasn't to be released from my constraining box. I had no choice but to watch as Kim gently tugged my hair, pinched my nose, squeezed her thighs and generally did anything to my defenceless head to grind in the power she had over me. I was shocked as I saw Adam first separate our bed into two which was quite easy as they were twin beds joined by brackets. He then left the room to return moments later wheeling another box similar to mine except that the top of it was covered by a mattress. He quickly pushed it between the two beds up to the headboard and left to get yet another box. In no time at all he had placed three boxes between the beds and there was only room for one more until the end bed. I had half guessed the next part as Kim got off of my box and pushed me between the beds completing the middle section of the now king sized bed. I was facing the headboard with my head at the foot of the bed. They then separated and pushed the two beds up to the row of boxes and they all snapped into place. Kim climbed onto the bed while Adam went to the wardrobe and came back with a piece of mattress 2 inches thick with a slit and hole in it. He gave it to Kim and she had great delight in forcing round my necking and tapping it down. It formed a perfect match to the height of the rest of the mattress but my head was stretched to keep my chin up above it. I could barley move my head and could only open my mouth with great effort. They then climbed onto the bed a looked at me condescendingly and Kim start to caress Adam. He reciprocated and in no time they had slid down to a laying position. Kim eased her shoes off and slipped down the bed further until she was resting her feet on my nose. The smell was atrocious and she breathlessly called out, "Sorry doggy, but your explanation will have to wait a little longer". Adam climbed on top of her and penetrated her and started to make love. This worsened my state as Kim's feet rhythmically pressed into my face. I was half suffocating but couldn't move away as Kim managed to say with a quivering voice, "You can join in and wank yourself if you want to doggy." They then carried on the rhythm before Kim giggled and spurted out "Oops sorry, I forgot you can't move your hands." A short time later their movements became more frantic and suddenly Kim screamed in ecstasy and pushed hard into my face. I thought my neck would break as her whole body trembled for a couple of minutes. They eventually rested but Kim didn't remove her feet but instead gently caressed my face in a state of tranquillity. I thought my suffering would never end as I struggled for breath between her sweaty toes whenever I had the chance. After about half an hour the both sat up and rested against the headboard looking at me and Kim said, "Wow, that was the best yet." I tried to shout back at her but I couldn't open my mouth enough and I just mumbled incoherently. This made them both laugh and Kim said, "Don't worry dog you don't have to say anything tonight we will just explain your place in life. When you married me you became part of my property to be treated as I see fit. I have always wanted to get you into this position since the first day I set eyes on you at Sharon's party. I loved your helpless face and it excited me to make me think I could make you suffer and you would just return love and adoration to me. You haven't disappointed me yet and you will soon fall into the final trap sealing your fate as my plaything come slave dog forever." Her talk was obviously exciting her again as she started to caress Adam. He responded by massaging her breasts and moved to kiss her pussy. She spread her legs to allow him easier access under her tight fitting mini skirt and started twiddling her toes either side of my head. When Adam had finally got into position she held is head in place with her hands as it bobbed up and down. I was totally jealous and full of rage as Kim sucked her bottom lip with sexual excitement and closed her eyes. A few minutes later although distracted she managed to continue with a quavering voice, "This is my lover Adam who I have known for years. We enjoy each others body's and company but don't want to have the drudgery of a marriage to bind us. We just take pleasure any time we feel like it and especially at your expense. You will live with me and look after me, doing all the household chores, massaging me, pampering me, acting as a chauffeur, etc and in return I will degrade and humiliate you. In time you will grow to love your position and crave the taste of my feet. Trust me." she had to pause while she came to another satisfying orgasm and gently pulled Adam's head out from under her skirt. His face was sweating but he had obviously enjoyed himself and he kissed her fully on the mouth through her fine veil. Kim shuffled down the bed a little again so that her feet were only inches from my face and she gently grasped Adam's dick. Tears were pouring down my face as she looked at me, began to stroke him and smiled as she continued her ominous monologue of my fate. "Remember the night you waited for me at the Greek restaurant?" she taunted at me and I nodded with pain of the memory that night. "Well" she continued, "Adam and I were watching you for a while from the Mercedes across the road until we could keep apart no longer. You looked so dejected and helpless that I had three orgasms that evening watching you in the poring rain like the rejected puppy you were. I don't know how I kept a calm voice when I rang you from his mobile phone. You sounded so distraught that I wished I could have seen your face. Adam was sucking my pussy all the time I was talking to you and at one time I thought you had guessed I was out doors. I don't know why you left so quickly after our phone call, you should have stayed, the meal we had there that night was wonderful . It's no wonder the waitress kept winking at me the following night is it." she laughed and laughed in a depraved way as I went red with a mixture of humiliation and rage at the thought of what she had done to me that night. What depths is she prepared to drive me to I asked myself as she sat there totally content. She then related her acts on numerous other occasions where she had let me down on the last minute just to torment me while she was having her way with Adam. I had had as much as I could take of her revelations when she stopped and kissed Adam's midriff and said, "OK lover I think it's time for the camera now, be a dear and get it for me." "As soon as I can," he smirked, "but do you think he's ready yet?" "Ready yet" I screamed to my self. What the hell were they going to do now. I couldn't move and they had totally humiliated me. They could do what ever they wanted but surely they must be satisfied. I tried to plead for mercy again but I just couldn't utter a word. Kim cackled at my face and said, "Whoops it looks like he's trying to say he is. Pity he can't move his head enough to thank us." They both chortled as my obvious distress at Kim's last remark before she added, "better bring the bags just in case though." With that Adam left the room and while we were alone Kim looked at me compassionatly and wiped the tears from my face with her outstretched toes and said, "You have made me the most happy woman in the world. I now have a lover and dog slave husband both of which are truly devoted to me." Part of me was pleased she was happy but the situation was so bad that I was trying hard to escape as her foot caressed my nose leaving the lingering scent of them about my nose. "I know you will soon really enjoy your plight when you get into your role but it may take you a little time to see the benefits," Kim was saying as Adam returned with a video camera and several clear plastic bags. Kim then eagerly got onto her knees and came down the bed to my head and struggled to pull out the section of mattress from around my head. I had a clear view under her mini skirt as she did this and I longed to make love to her. She finally succeeded and my head flopped forward with it's renewed freedom. I immediately took the opportunity to let them know how I felt, "I wont take part in your little games! I'm your husband Kim, I have rights. I hate Adam and don't want you to see him anymore. You have had your fun in the past but that's all over now." It made me feel a little better but Adam just laughed and said, "Yes I thought you would need the bags Kim." "Oh doggy, how disappointing," Kim exclaimed in a hurt voice, "I thought you loved me enough to want to make me happy." "I do" came my swift response but before I had chance to continue she interrupted, "Well shut up and start to take your part!" She then got off of the bed went to the chest of drawers and pulled out a large piece of card from behind it. Turning gleefully she jumped back onto the bed and held the card up with a mischevieous grin as I started to read the writing on it. To my horror it was a dialogue for me to plead with her to take a lover and treat me as her slave and t mistreat me as much as she could. I was to beg her. She laughed at my blank expression and said, "You don't have to use the exact words so long as you get the correct message across. I will play my part in checking you are shore etc while Adam videos the whole thing. We can then keep the video as an insurance in case you try and leave or file for a divorce. I'm sure your friends would love to see it." "Don't get too excited," I replied, "there is no way I will do it!" Kim just sighed and said, "Maybe not tonight but you will in the next couple of days. We will give you a taste of the punishments you can expect for insubordination from now on. A long dose of that and you will be begging to take your place as my dog!" With that she picked up one of the bags and came toward my head grinning from ear to ear and then smiling said, "Did you think my feet are smelly." "Of coarse they are," I shouted, "they stink." "I'll vouch for that" Adam added. "Well your first punishment is to lick them clean so that they are sweet again." "No way!" I answered and she just lifted the bag up and said, "You need to be trained to perform such an important task so I have made this special bag for us." I could see it had several elasticised holes in it as she moved towards me and it looked like a sort of pair of plastic trousers. I was trembling with fear of what she intended to do with it. My anguish was not for long because in no time she had stretched the largest hole over my head and neatly laid the leg like sections up the bed. The elastic held it tight round my neck and I was looking at her through the bag as she lay back a lifted her legs towards me. As I breathed the bag inflated and deflated about my head and I started to feel scared as I could see her taking her body stocking off. When she was naked she pushed her right foot through another elasticised hole at the end of one of the leg like extensions of the bag. Moments later she had done the same with her left foot. She then propped herself up with her hands behind her as she pushed her feet to my face and said, "You have got until the air in your tent runs out to clean me." The smell was intolerable and I tried not to breath as I looked with repulsion at her naked feet hovering infront of me. I refused to take part and just kept my mouth closed. She then twiddled her toes under my nose and said, "Better hurry dear". After a while I had no choice but to breath and it was awful as I had to take deep breaths which made the plastic cling to her feet and legs before the bag inflated again as I breathed out. I felt truly bonded to her stinking feet which mocked me. She giggled a little and said, "Hey, Adam this is very therapeutic, he hasn't even started licking my soles yet but the bag is stimulating my feet, you will have to try it." Filled with repugnance, I started to feel light headed but still I refused to take part. A minute later I started to see spots as I heard Kim's laughter and she said, "Oh well, not long now Adam, we'll soon have the pace to ourselves, pity he didn't clean my feet first though." Panic shot through me as I was mortified at the thought that she would actually wait for me to suffocate just to be with Adam all the time. Desperate to prevent him having the satisfaction I frantically started to lick Kim's feet. It was still very difficult and it made me feel sick as the taste of her stale sweat covered my tongue. My action pleased her and she bent forward and lifted the elastic round her calf to let some fresh air in. "There, there dear you just saved yourself you have now got enough air to finish your job." She then laid back to enjoy my slavish attention while I struggled to clean her feet in my suffocating bag. It was awful and I could hear her moan with pleasure as I sucked on her sweaty toes. After about ten minutes of this abhorrent treatment I was seeing stars in front of my eyes again and I was sure I would pass out. Kim must have sensed my state as she sat up and pulled her feet out of the bags. To my relief fresh air rushed and I gulped down great mouthfuls full of relief. I couldn't believe it when she carefully inspected her feet parting her toes and then calmly looked at me and said, "Come now Roger you really must do better. Look at the grime between my toes. How can you expect them to smell sweet if you don't clean them properly? I thought you loved me and you can't even do a little task that clean my feet for me." Before I had chance to reply she was pushing her feet into the bag again and I was confronted by the smell and sight of her feet. She separated her toes and gently pressed them to my lips as she sniggered. I had no choice but to flick my tongue between each toe in turn pretending the taste was nice. After about 10 minutes of this treatment I was convinced she was going to let me suffocate when to my relief she removed legs from the bag and inspected her feet again. She was obviously pleased with the result this time as she leant back crossed her legs, looked at me and asked innocently, "Are you ready for the video yet?" "NO, I WILL NEVER BE". I shouted back trying to remove the taste from my tongue.. "Good, I didn't want you to give in to easily" Kim sniggered, "it'll a be more fun if you pretend to resist my wishes." "I'm not pretending!" I retorted in disbelief at what I was hearing. With that Kim asked Adam to give her back the mattress section and moved forward to my head. She rubbed the plastic all over my face and said, "Well I'll take this off now until tomorrow night." She then paused and added, "unless you would like to clean Adam's feet as well." My blood froze. It was bad enough licking Kim's feet but to be forced to lick Adam's feet would be unbearable. I turned to see him approaching with the mattress and recoiled in terror. Just then Kim pulled the bag off my head with a flick of her rest and smiled at me saying, "My, my you have gone all white. Perhaps his feet will be enough to convince you to make the video, ha ha." She then licked her lips seductively as I absolutely trembled with revulsion. "But lucky for you, you are here for my pleasure and not his so you can miss that treat for now." She then forced the mattress under my head again so that I was once again immobile. They both got off the bed and before long were throwing a silk under sheet over the bed which gracefully fell onto the mattress. This too had a hole in it for my head and once in place they climbed onto the bed. Kim then put her ankle close to my head so that the key to my box was infront of my eyes. She pressed it to my lips and said, "Would you like to kiss your key before we retire for the night. After all it is the symbol of your undying love for me isn't it?" and she laughter carelessly. Full of resentment I refused to kiss the key as tears of frustration seeped down my cheeks. After a few moments Kim leant over the edge of the bed saying, "Never mind hubby, if you change your mind you can give it a kiss and suck in the night, but please try not to wake me if you do!" as pulled a duvet up and over them. I was now in total darkness and starting to get hot. They snuggled up to one and other in the centre of the bed and their entwined feet came to surround my head. Kim then called out good night hubby while they relaxed for the night. I realised that I was to spend yet another night in that awful box but that even worse was that I was constantly kicked by their careless feet throughout the night. The following morning Adam got up and I heard him kissing Kim before he left for work. After he had gone Kim stretched her toes about my nose and then continued to relax in the bed above me. When she finally decided to get up she flicked the duvet onto the floor and came to lay with her head next to mine. She looked at my struggling head as she casually played with my hair and said, "Thank you for giving us so much fun last night." she then lent forward and kissed me voluptuously. She pulled back and said, "My My you need a shave." as she got of the bed and left me. I was totally frustrated as I waited for what seemed hours for her return. When she re-entered the bedroom I saw that she was carrying a jar of some substance and was grinning evily. I looked on with fear as she wasted no time in pulling the mattress section out from around my head and said, "This hair remover should do the trick." as she pushed her fingers into the jar. "Please, show me mercy Kim," I shouted, I'll take part in your games but please please don't remove my hair." "I know you'll take place in my games. What choice do you have?" as she laughed she spread the cream about my face. In no time my beard was completely covered and she went to screw the lid back on the jar. In a state of total confusion I shouted, "Bitch, why do this to me? I love you, I'll do anything you want but don't treat me like this." This made her angry as I saw her face contort and she quickly retorted "Don't ever call me that again! I am really enjoying myself and have wanted to do this for months. It gives me great pleasure and that is what you want isn't it?" Her facial expression then changed to an evil grin as she looked at me and started to unscrew the cap again. As she sunk her fingers back into the jar she was sniggering malevolently and she relentlessly wiped the cream all over my hair and then my eyebrows. My whole head will be hairless I panicked as she stood back and said, "There, that will be a lot better, perhaps next time you will just thank me." With that she turned to let the cream work and added, "I'll be back after breakfast to see the results." "What about my breakfast?" I screamed. She didn't even turn to look at me as she left the room. My face was stinging as I felt the diabolical treatment start to work. Kim finally waltzed back into the room and to my horror she was holding another plastic bag. She looked at my face and grinned as she dropped the bag onto the bed. Without saying a word she started to wipe the cream from my face with a towel. Tears streamed down my face as I pleaded, "Please, not the bag again. Let me have some breakfast. Let me out of this terrible box." She just smiled and said, "Poor doggy are you a little uncommfy?" "I'm full of cramp, I can't move, let me out." "Never, mind this time tomorrow you will realise that it isn't all that bad now," she retorted relishing every drop of my pain and anguish. I finally cracked, I couldn't take any more of this. I had to get out. I decided to play along with her game so at least I would be released from my box. "OK OK you win" I begrudgingly said with a voice quivering with sorrow. "I will take part in your video if it will make you happy." "Good doggy Roger, I knew you would see sense. I'll phone Adam later to see if he can come round tonight to make the film. With a bit of luck you will be freed this evening." I burst into tears with frustration that even now she wouldn't release me. "What do you want of me?" I croaked in sheer desperation. With that she impishly pinched my nose and said, "Complete obedience. Don't worry a little longer in your box will help you to think about how you can plead to be my dog slave." By now she had wiped all my facial hair away with the towel and she felt my skin and tittered, "As soft as a baby's bum." I was transfixed with terror when she picked up the plastic bag and held it out for me and said, "Just to prove you are ready kiss your beloved bag and beg me to put it on you." I resisted her demand for several minutes before I eventually capitulated and her face beamed with mastery over me as she realised I was nearly completely in her spell. After I had been obliged to lick the back she put her fingers into one of the elasticated openings and held it infront of me saying, "Time for your breakfast." I was bewildered by the sight of the bag which appeared to be a large pair of plastic pants with three elasticated legs. My impression was confirmed as she stepped into the bag and pulled it up to her waist with the extra leg hanging down between her legs. To my surprise she bent over at the side of the bed and I heard a click as I felt my box release. Humming to herself she came round and easily rolled me out from the centre of the beds and quickly pulled out the next box. Before I could acclimatise to my new position she was gracefully pushing my box back between the beds followed by the other box behind me. As she effortlessly pushed the beds back together and my box clicked back into place I had an awful vision of what was to become of my head in the middle of the bed. "These beds are very useful don't you think?" Kim tormented me as she climbed on the bed. I remained silent as she crawled toward my head and smiled as she continued. "You can have the honour of cleaning my arse before I have a shower." The bed was literally shaking in sympathy with her laughter as she idlely flicked the middle leg infront of me. She then stopped and said, "Oh dear I can feel something coming." before she let rip with a loud fart. Still trembling with excitement she peacefully said, "Good job your head wasn't in there yet, ay," before she nonchalantly pulled the middle leg down over my head. She leant forward and snuggled down so that my nose was forced between her sweaty buttocks as she started to relax. I had no choice but to inhale the scent from her private parts while the bag pulled tight against her intimate parts and my visage in time with my breathing. I longed for release as I realised I was in danger of suffocation again. With much trepidation I gingerly extended my tongue to find it's way between her cheeks. The taste was nauseating and I immediately retracted my tongue feeling I would be sick as the bag continued it's rhythmic expansion about my head. This just made her laugh and I felt her relax some more as she waited for me to continue my task. "Your skin is lovely and smooth now" she cooed just to emphasise how much she was making me her object of pleasure. I decided to get it over with as fast as possible and quickly pushed my tongue out and licked the length of her crack. I was just starting my second pass when she farted again long and hard into my face. The smell was atrocious and I felt I would be sick as I heard her say, "Sorry dear," with mock concern in her voice, "but at least the bag has prevented me from having to suffer that awful smell. It isn't all bad is it!" What I would do to her I thought if I could get free but I knew that I had to continue to play her game for a bit longer. So mustering up all of my effort I continued to stroke her cheeks with my tongue for several minutes until I thought I would suffocate. Just before the fatal moment she put her hand behind her back and lifted the elastic about her waist to allow me another few minutes of vital air. She then carefully swivelled round twisting the bag about my neck in the process so that she was then sitting up with a leg either side of my head. My nose was now ground into her pussy as she placed her hand on the back of my head and said, "See if you can make me come before I let more air in." Would my suffering ever stop I cried to myself as I quickly extended my tongue to find her clitoris. I tickled sucked and titillated her love bud as passionately as I could and her body trembled in response. I was filled with the fear that she may leave me too long if her pleasure was too strong so I tried my hardest to bring her to a quick climax. I was just about to faint when to my great relief she gripped my head hard with her thighs and thrust forward into my face several times. To my despair she then flopped back onto the bed completely oblivious of my state. I sucked hard for new air and the plastic was pulled very tight to my head and her body which just made her quiver a little more. Stars came before more and I was very light headed. Finally I passed out. Some time later I came to again in my box of terror and my neck was aching. I slowly began to focus on things about me and I realised that my box was once again face down on the floor but the surroundings were different. There were floor tiles infront of me and a bowl. I then focused on a bit of paper. I looked left and right and saw wooden poles about me. My head was swimming with confusion as slowly my surroundings came into focus. With a bolt like an electric shock I suddenly realised that I was now in the kitchen under the table and directly beneath my head was a bowl of foul porridge again. I strained to see the paper and realised that it had writing on it. When I had adjusted enough to read it I was paralysed with torment. "Dear Roger, Just a quick note to say thank you for a wonderful time. I've never had such a strong orgasm, we were meant for each other. Pity you passed out but I couldn't move for a while. Still never mind I will see you later. I've made you your favourite meal which you can have when you want, but don't rush as that's all you've got till tonight. Must go now or I will be late in meeting Adam. be a good doggy, Kim." Tears once again ran freely down my cheeks as I pictured Adam and Kim enjoying each others company gloating over the treatment I was receiving. Starving hungry I stretched out for a mouthful of my foul meal grateful for that small mercy. I finished the slop and had to wait for literally hours form my tormentress to return. I felt as though I would die of boredom, frustration and cramp as I waited endlessly for her return. My self pity and silence was abruptly shattered when I heard a key in the door. The door opened and I heard someone enter full of merriment and a short while later I saw the high heeled stocking sheathed legs of Kim enter the kitchen accompanied by the legs of Adam. They were very merry and Kim said, "I left him under here." as she pointed at me with her shoe, get some plates and we can eat here. As I saw him walk away I heard the resulting of paper above me followed by the unmistakable aroma of take away Chinese. Full of hunger I called out for food. This made her snigger and she said, "Wait doggy you can have yours later." Adam returned to the table and they pulled chairs up to the table with Kim sitting in front of me. They ignored me as I heard them tucking into their fulsome meal and my stomach growled with hunger. To add to my frustration Kim eased her shoes off and rested her sweaty feet on their uppers. The smell was terrible and I started to gag as I heard her say, "Pooh I can smell my feet from here." They both tittered at the thought of me straining for escape and clinked their wine glasses together as they continued to enjoy their meal. After what seemed an eternity Kim said, "Phew I'm bloated, I couldn't eat another thing." "me too," Adam replied. "Lucky dog will have plenty to eat later, they always put too much in these meals" added Kim before she continued, "get the video set up and I'll bring him in." He left the room and Kim knelt down to look under the table at my dishevelled face and said, "Did you miss me?" "Yes, Please, Please let me free now I can't take any more, I truly can't. Let me have something to eat, I'm starving." She smiled at me as she eased her shoes back on and said, "Not long now doggy if you play your part for the video well. I've had a wonderful day with Adam." "I'll do anything for you so long as you release me from this constricting box." I pleaded. She grunted as she stretched and the table and rolled me out into the centre of the room. Moments later she had tipped me upright and pushed me back to the bedroom. Her straining breasts bobbed temptingly above me as I lusted after her beautiful body. When we entered our(?) bedroom Adam was adjusting the camera so that he had a clear shot of the foot of the bed as Kim nudged me up to the end. She then climbed onto the bed and placed her stockinged legs on either side of my head. Looking voluptuously into my eyes she said "Let's begin" and Adam started recording. I was forced to beg her to treat me as her slave, to punish me severely for any mistakes I make and to play games with me for amusement . She kept on asking me if I was sure that that was what I wanted as she found it hard to believe that anyone would willingly want to be treated as a dog or to become a total slave. She even made me plead with her to slide her shoes off so that I could enjoy the fragrance of her tired feet. She giggled and said that she couldn't understand anyone wanting to smell her feet after she had been on them all day but she would do anything to make me happy. I was even made to massage the sole of her foot with my nose as I strained to move my head. The final degradation came when she made me plead to take lovers to make up for my lack of manhood. All of this had been expertly caught on video tape. When the ordeal was over Kim looked at me and said, "There it wasn't too difficult was it? Now you can start to join in and have fun as well." She took the key from her anklet and unlocked the padlocks of the box while Adam left the room to place the video in a secure place so that I couldn't reach. He returned and helped Kim to part the sections of the box. My relief was tremendous as cool air hit my back for the first time in nearly 3 days. They then sat back and watched me struggle vainly to free myself from the foam in the lower half of the box. I was so week that I couldn't extricate myself which made them laugh contentedly. Kim said, "Better help the doggy out of it's basket the lazy the thing." I was pulled out in a most undignified way and fell at their feet. Whilst I was still recovering from the ordeal Kim left the room leaving me to contemplate my position. When she returned she was dressed in her crotchless body stocking and teetered on high heels as she walked up to me. I rolled onto my back and she lowered herself until she was sitting on my legs. My body shivered with expectation as she leant forward and ran her hands down my chest towards my manhood. I was rigid with excitement as she gently clasped my balls and started to ease her self forwards. I was craving excitement as she sat across my thighs and lifted herself a little as if she was about to mount me. However, with disappointment I watched as she turned round and reach back to get something. Her face was beaming with delight as she looked back at me and held up a penile restraint. I was paralysed with disbelief as she cooed, "Not tonight doggy, you have to earn you rewards, and Adam is here to service me tonight." Tears of frustration fell down my cheeks as she continued, "If your lucky we may let you have relief every Friday." It was Thursday today so I started to feel a little better but was suspicious of her evil chuckles while she slid the restraint over my tool and secured it with a series of straps that encircled my body. She was obviously relishing my torment as the offensive garment was finally secured with a small padlock. She then leant forward and let her full wait rest on my body as she gave me a full kiss on the mouth and started laughing uncontrollably as she struggled to say, "Friday the 13th that is." Those tormenting words rang in my ears as she got off of me and stood by my head smirking at the look of astonishment on my face. To grind in the futility of my plight she reached out to the dressing table above me and picked up some shackles. She took advantage of my almost catatonic state and slowly but deliberately clamped the shackles about my wrists and ankles. "I thought you would let me have some fun now!" I finally managed to croak as Kim laughed at the pitiful sight I made on the floor at their feet. "You will" came the response as she gripped one of my legs and Adam gripped the other. They dragged me into the kitchen and dropped me onto the cold floor tiles. I was trying to stand when I the sound of jingling of chains caught my attention. I turned to see Kim approaching with a length of chain that had been bolted to the floor by the sink. In no time she had padlocked the other end to my left ankle and stood back to admire her handywork. "That's long enough for you to get about the Kitchen to do your chores for tonight." and she lifted the chain up with her foot as she pointed at the sink. "You can see we have thoughtfully left the washing up for you over the last few days as you hate us to have deprived you of that pleasure." Tears welled up in my eyes as she continued, "I'll bring the dirty linen basket in for you in a minute as my clothes need to be hand washed. You can do them when the sink's clear can't you." True to her word she left the room with Adam and returned minutes later with the linen basket. "Help yourself to some food and drink if you want," she said, "you must be hungry." as she pointed at the congealed remains of their earlier meal on the table. I was numb with disbelief as I saw how happy she looked standing in the doorway ridiculing me. Her final blow for the evening was to say, "It's getting late and I'm feeling randy. Come on Adam let's go to bed." Without another word they turned and left me struggling to get to my feet. I stared at the pile of things in the sink feeling totally humiliated and full of despair as I could hear their excited tittering coming from our bedroom. I slowly walked towards my chore when I heard footsteps behind me. Full of hope that Kim had decided to free me I turned to be confronted by her gloating expression in the doorway. She was glowing with joy as she threw a couple of old and itchy blankets towards me and said, "Here, these should keep you nice and comfy for the night." She then turned and left me with the dwindling sight of her pert buttocks covered in black nylon. I looked up in despair and caught sight of a sign above the door, " JUST MARRIED" "What have I done?" I cried to myself. The start of a perfect marriage?
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