Chapter 1

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.

We have been married for 17 years now, 17 mostly happy years but on several occasions, we almost got divorced. We had problems like every other couple but those problems vanished once I got brave enough to admit my hidden appeals to certain things.

My wife, although in her late forties, is still incredibly sexy, hot and good looking. She always takes care about her appearances, minds her weight, how she dresses, etc...she has long black hair, beautiful black eyes and thick lips. Long legs which she likes to show around, beautifully shaped ass and medium but firm breasts. On her appearance, one could fall in love over and over again. I never lost interest in my wife but my kinky side got so overwhelming that I wasn't able to think about her in any other way.

I discovered my intensive desires to be dominated; I began to look up sites and watch movies related to female dominance over men. It grew deeper and deeper inside me, but I was afraid to admit all that to her. I feared her reaction would be negative and that me "coming out of the closet" with my wishes, would only make us more distant from each other.

Two years ago, when my wife told me she wanted a divorce and that it was her final decision, I managed to bring myself to admitting my desires to her. She was pretty astonished when she heard how I wanted to submit to her for many years but my fears of rejection prevented me from telling it to her, sooner.

For several days she wasn't talking to me at all; she waged those new findings about me as she never even guessed I had such desires in me. After couple of days she decided we should talk about it. That evening we were alone, it was Friday and kids were with their grandparents for the weekend. We sat at the kitchen table to have a quite meal and to talk about our future. At first the silence was a bit awkward until I broke the ice..."perhaps we should not talk about it now, maybe later" I said just to break the silence. She kept calm and said, "no, we will talk now...this is too important to stall" she responded and immediately continued, "I don't understand exactly what is it that you want from me? If you just needed some new things in bed, some experiments, why didn't you say it sooner? You know that I am quite open minded about anything, it's like you don't know me at all, Daniel." She watched for my response, but I was silent as I didn't know how to begin explaining to her that it was not just about sex, as she obviously thought it was. "Well?! We are here to talk about it, so talk...you started this and I want to know what exactly you want...and no quibbling, just tell me."

It wasn't easy but I managed to open myself up to her..."Ok...you see, it is not just about sex and experiments in bed...I mean, that too of course, but deep down I want to submit to you, to give up control, to be a slave...if you can understand what I am saying". For a moment she just sat there looking at me then she said, "A slave?! why would anyone want to be a slave, it is stupid...what do you mean by slave, I don't get it?" she was getting agitated a bit. I had no clue how difficult would it be to explain such things to someone in person, especially to my own wife. Then something crossed my mind, "I have an idea" I said cheerfully and continued, "How about if I show you a few sites on the net where you can read about it, it should be easier for both then to talk this way about it. Once you read it, we can talk again...what do you think?" She was obviously uncomfortable as I, so she agreed. We finished the dinner in silence and then sat at the computer; once I started to open the pages I thought relevant, she said, "Jesus...for how long have you been checking out these sites?"...I didn't answer as it wasn't really a question.

So she took my place in front of the screen and started to read articles, look at the photos, etc...I left and went to the living room and just waited. I was nervous like a teenager in my anticipation. After almost two hours she came to the living room; she stopped for a second before she went to the bathroom to prepare herself for the night "frankly, it is all sick and I am not sure if I can be what you want me to be...at the moment I do not see anything appealing and no reason not to divorce you, either", she said that with coldness in her voice and left. At that time, I was certain that our marriage was over. I also felt sorry about telling her my kinks as she seemed completely indifferent.

We hardly spoke during the weekend and then, on Sunday evening, our kids came back. Throughout the week, we acted normal in front of our children but were still completely distant from each other.

Then the weekend came again ; since it was spring, kids were regularly at my grandparents every Friday so we were alone again. "We will talk again at dinner" Tina said coldly once the kids left.

So we sat at the table to eat and she began, "I decided to try to save our marriage on behalf of our children...this means that I will also try to indulge your needs ,no matter how weird those are" she looked at me to check if I was listening. "You need to know one thing, I was reading a lot past few days about this...if I am about to do this, I will do it the only right way, I will be in full control of you and everything. Also, you have to be very sure about this because there will be no coming back to as things were before...If you suddenly decide you want things the way they were before, I will divorce you...no doubt. Since this is the thing that caused problems in our marriage, since this is why you have been neglecting me so...then it will be this way or no way."

I agreed to everything and we also determined some rules like how should not we behave in front of children, etc...

So, from that day we began something I thought would be a nice adventure for me and my wife....

I was aware that my wife was trying to educate herself via internet about these "strange" things she agreed upon taking on with me ; I also knew how she might easily get misled by what she was seeing there. But since we were on the verge of divorce, since she agreed to do something like this to save our marriage, as much as I wanted, I managed not to get too sagacious about it as I feared I would just irritate her and provoke some unwanted reaction.

For the next couple of weeks nothing changed between us and within the way we lived through each day ; she showed no change in her general behaviour so I started to think she got the wrong picture about it all or that she simply changed her mind without telling me about it.

But, after those few week she did something that I never expected would be her first move. It was Friday afternoon and our kids were again away with my parents ; I needed a pair of new shoes for work so, since there was nothing exciting going on between us even when we were alone, I decided to go out and buy a pair I already set my eye on, previously.

My wife was in her standard not-that-happy mood and doing some light chores around the house ; I was already dressed up and just about to put my jacket on when she came into the lobby and said, "Going somewhere?" It's not that I was about to leave without telling her where I was going but her voice was calm and cold with a touch of anger. "Yes, I was just about to tell you...I need to go to buy those shoes I told you about, you know...for work." She nodded her head lightly and said, "Hmm...don't you think you should ask me first if you can go?" she accented the "can" part of it. Before I managed to say anything, she just continued, "You see, I have decided that you are not going to buy those shoes today...instead, I will go out and buy something for me and you will stay in and finish some housework that I put on paper." She gave me the paper, turned around on her heel and left without another word.

In the past and at that moment, I was only aware of my submissive tendencies and desires but I had no practical experience. The way she acted took me by surprise a little but, I figured that this was her way of getting started with taking control so, after few moments of thoughts, I went along with her "orders". I took my jacket off and followed her to our bedroom ; she was already almost dressed up and I said, "Of course dear, I will do as you say." She looked at me and said, "I don't think darling is an adequate way for you to address me when we are alone. You will address me by my name, ok?" Once I confirmed she told me to go down and take a specific pair of her shoes out of the shoe closet and wait for her to come down. I complied immediately and went down back into the lobby. I took the shoes and waited; once she came down, she sat on a chair we kept nearby the shoe closet and told me to put them on her feet. I kneeled in front of her and placed each shoe on her pretty feet. She sat calmly and silently until I finished and then she said, "I'll go now and return around 7:30...you must finish those shores I put on the paper and also prepare something of your choice for dinner." I nodded my head, she stood up and said just before she left, "Good, nodding is good as I don't want you to talk to much anyway." This rather venial situation was the beginning of new type relationship for us.

I felt that this start could be very important for her to continue her role as I sensed she was still uncertain about it all, regardless to our little agreement. So I did my best to finsih all the tasks she gave me and to prepare a nice meal. When she came back, she swiftly inspected the results of my chores and then we had dinner. With just a little bit enthusiasm, she said that she was satisfied with my performance and obedience. However, she wasn't able to bring herself to smile even just a little bit. She used to smile a lot before and it bothered me a bit as I wasn't sure if she was faking it or not. But, I sustained myself of any comments and went along with this new, a bit awkward, atmosphere between us. The whole weekend passed in a similar way, she acted very cold, kept herself at distance but gave me more chores and tasks to complete. In fact, all of the housework was done by me, including cooking. The only thing that she demanded from me that didn't fit into chores category was a back rub on a Saturday evening. Then the kids came back and we raturned to normal way of living, I went to work each day, she stayed in and kept the hosue as she usually did. There were only short moments when she acted bossy with me, but only when we were certain that kids were not anywhere near us.

Then another weekend came and another week passed ; she was getting deeper into her role with orders, requests and her cold way of acting. Of course I didn't mind but one thing, that I was hoping will be included, was sex and any kind of intimate contact. However, to my disapointment, rubbing her back on ocassion was the only thing she asked from me. Frankly I was a bit frustrated with it but I managed to cope with my frustration for a while. After 3 weeks of no initmacy whatsoever, I decided i should talk about it with my wife. On account of my kinky mind, our sexual life got pretty poor but still we had some kind of sex now and then so this new situation drove me crazy. So I decided I should talk about it with my wife and see what was going on. We both had to mind our behaviour during weekdays because of our kids being around so I waited for Friday. Once the kids left, I told my wife I wanted to talk to her about something. We sat at the table to have dinner which again I prepared and I asked her why there was no phisycal intimacy between us anymore. As she calmy ate her dinner, she asked me back, "I didn't realize that all this was just sexual to you? As I recall, you explained me that you wish to be your wife's servant, isn't that correct Daniel?" Her cold calm voice was slowly smothering any self confidence I had inside me, before I started this conversation. "Well yes, of course...I mean that is what I said, what I want...but also, you know...I was hoping we would have sex now and then...or any other type of intimate contact." For a while, she contemplated on her answer and after a minute she said, "Ok, this is how it is going to be...yes, we will have sex and other physical interactions, but always and onla on my terms. This means that you will never fuck me again", at this point she changed the tone of her voice a bit higher, "and instead, I will be the one who is doing the fucking...in other words you will be fucked by me. Any other physical interaction will also be only the way I want it or no way at all..." as she continued, I began to feel excited, aroused and my dick got pretty stiff in no time.

"So I hope this answers your question and I don't see any other reason we should talk about this further...was I clear enough?" Again, I just nodded my head in consent.

"Goood" she exclaimed her feelings and said, "now I am going to the living room and I will wait for you there ; clean up this mess here and then join me there." She stood up and left the dinning room.

I hrried up with cleaning up the dishes and the kitchen and joind her in our living room ; she was sitting on the sofa, her legs curled up on it and she told me to sit beside her. As I did, she began, "next 10 minutes will be the last minutes of you using sofa or any other piece of furniture here, whenever we are alone. Your place will be on the floor, beside my feet always when kids are not here...is that ok with you?"...since she said she didn't want me to talk too much anyway, I just nodded my head again.

"Goood...now sit on the floor beside my feet, let me see you donw there" she commanded me an I obeyed. I sat on the floor just infront of her and waited for her next move as she was looking down on me. "Now, perhaps my action and my behaviour will appear silly in the beggining...but I am an amateur in being dominant so you will have to deal with that. Ok, why don't you get on all fours and crawl around a little bit, I want to see how that looks." We were getting somewhere finally I thought ; I did as she asked and crawled around like a dog for her. Now and then I'd glance at her but her face never showed any emotion, reaction ; she just watched me crawl around with stone cold face. I circled around the living room 3 or 4 times when she stood up from the sofa and said, "So...this is what you want? tell me!" she raised her voice a bit, "Well...yes...among the rest" I replied. "It is not just that you wish to be controled ,you also want humiliation ,right? Isn't that true?" I bowed my head a little in shame but I confiremd, "Yes Tina." She slowly walked towards me, "Hmmm...you look stupid this way, you know that don't you...I mean such a man like you crawling around the house just because your wife told you to do so...it's pathetic, don't you think so too?" I wasn't sure why was she saying all this, perhaps to see my reaction to her words. Since I was on my hands and knees, she could ee my newly appeared erection, my excitement. "Yes ,it is pathetic" I replied..."I am pathetic."

She sat back on the sofa and told me to come closer, "Well now...my pathetic husband, you will give me a good foot rub." She offered me her left foot and I quickly took it in my hands. I removed her sock just to find her toes carefully painted red ; her feet were nicely shaped, her skin soft. At that point she noticed my erection ; i was excited and couldn't hide it. "Well, if I only knew my feet had such an efect on your dick, we would never be without sex...now rub!" she ordered and I began to rub her feet. "Perhaps I should go and get some oil or something...I think you will enjoy your rub more" I suggested. "Hmm, yes I think you are right...go and bring somethnig." I rushed to the bathroom, grabbed a bottle of baby oil and came back ; I got on my knees and just as I was about to open the bottle, she stopped me..."Wait!...before you do that, you need to check if my feet are clean as I don't want you rubbing any oil over dirt." I put the bottle on the floor, took her left foot in my hands and brought it closer to my face, "It appears clean Tina, I don't see any dirt" I said ,took her right foot ,removed the sock and repeated inspecting her foot. "No, they are clean, I don't see anything" I said and looked up at her. Finnaly she smiled a bit and sid, "Oh Daniel....you really need some guidance in life, don't you...you didn't seem this stupid when i married you, but now...ah, never mind...you will clean my feet before you put any oil on them, do you understand?! Every time!" My face stretched into a smile as i sensed my wife was not only acting  she actually meant what she said and i liked it, "of course Tina, I'll do as you say" I said and stood up as I wanted to go and get some water, soap, towel to clean her feet. However, I didn't get far, "Where are you going Daniel? Didin't I say you need to clean my feet?!" she inquired, "Well yes...I was going to bring some water and some..." but she interupted me and said, "Stupid, stupid....you will clean them with your tongue, moron....water and soap! yeah, right...get down and start licking!" Her tone of voice, her behavior and her exposed feet got to me intensivly ; i was so turned on, I could barely breath. I dropped down to my knees, took her foot and began licking it like crazy...she pulled her foot away and said ,"What's the matter with you ,can't you do anything properly?! Easy, nicely...it's not going anywhere, moron." She was right, I really did start licking like a dog...so I took her foot again and gently began to lick her sole while holding it by the heel. I was in heaven but I also noticed how she wasn't completely indifferent to my licking, either. Her breathing ot heavier, she appeard not so cold like she usually did. After a while, she offered me her other foot again and I continued with my task I simply adored doing. "That's good enough...now grab the oil and start rubbing my feet" she commaned again with a strict tone of voice. As I took her left foot first and put oil on it, she placed her right foot between my legs and touched my groin, "Hmmm...now I see just how much you like all of this, you pervert...look at that! And I thought you became impotent!" I sensed anger in her voice, she was disappointed how she couldn't make me want her anymore except this way. I licked her feet, rubbed them but I knew she still hadn't set her mind to her dominant role, fully.

Each following day, her general attitude changed by a bit. She got bossier and her acceptance of new role made her appear more firm and powerful. She made me do all the house chores and even for smallest things like picking up the phone, opening the door, she always commanded me to do it. It was not really what I had in mind but I was patient and didn't want to ruin the process of my wife becoming a Domme. I was certain that things would come into place. Her new act, her new behaviour turned me on a lot but there was no sex, no relief...nothing. Since my wife is very intelligent person, she noticed that I was uncomfortable and edgy about not being able to relief myself. On the other hand, I gave her at least two oral orgasms per day. One evening when I was at it, naked kneeling in front of her with my hands bound behind my back with a piece of rope, eating her out to another orgasm, once I was done she told me to stand up and wait for her for a few minutes. She went to our bedroom and two minutes later, came back with a small box. "You know, a lots of useful information can be found online. So yesterday, I read an article about how you men are much eager to please if denied orgasm. And now that I think of it, it is quite true as I remember how you were always useless after cumming...like a sick dog" she smiled and stopped for a second while looking at the small box. Then she continued, "so I decided to buy this for you", she opened the box and took out a metal cock cage. She looked at me and saw my surprised face, "it is not that I don't trust you, I just want to be on the safe side and prevent some accidental sperm release...now come closer" she ordered. She sat down on the sofa, took my genitals in her hand and pulled me closer ; for a while she studied the device and then quite easily, fitted it on my cock and balls, It had a very small padlock which she locked after the device was properly fitted. While holding a small key in her hand, she pulled a device a bit just to be sure it wouldn't come off. "Hmm...nice" she said with a smile, "how does it feel? uncomfortable?". It actually felt ok, although strange a little, "no, it is ok" I responded, " but what this means Tina? You never gonna let me cum again?" I asked her. "No...of course I will let you cum but on my terms and when I decide to" she stood up, came closer to my face and said with a silent voice, "but definitely not often as you wish me to...this is just another way of me taking control over you, which is what you wanted...unconditionally, right?" I nodded my head to confirm her words but it didn't satisfy her, "no...I want to hear you say yes, nodding is not good enough and by nodding you do not show enough respect for me!" her tone of voice went up. "Yes Tina, I understand and I apologise for nodding and not showing enough respect"...to that she smiled and said, "now that's much better."

I wore the device all the time and first few days it felt strange; but after only 3 or 4 days I got used to it and almost didn't notice it was there. It became like any other piece of clothing I was wearing on daily basis.

 

Her new dominant behaviour slowly intensified each day. I was now convinced that she began to like her new role, her new position in our life together.

It was one Saturday evening when she returned home from some shipping. As usual, I stayed home to do the house chores. When she came back I was already done with them all, dinner was ready, and house was clean. I vacuumed the floor, washed it, ironed some laundry and placed it all in closets...she took her coat of and walked in the living room without taking her boots off. Then something happened which I didn't expect. Her boots were all muddy as it was raining outside for two days. Obviously she didn't care at all where she was stepping when she was outside. She stood at the middle of our living room when she called for me, "Daniel! get over here, now!" she yelled. I was in the kitchen so I rushed over to her; here was muddy footprints all over. "What is this, ha?!" she pointed to the mud on the floor with her finger. "But Tina, I cleaned the floor already...", I didn't finish my thought as she interrupted me..."You stupid fuck...I know you did, moron. But you were supposed to anticipate that my boot will be dirty and wait for me at the door to clean them...do I have to tell you every little thing? Can't you do anything right by yourself?" This behaviour was something very new and I was a bit shocked. It took ma a while to figure out the right answer although I knew it will be in vain. "I am sorry Tina, I'll do better next time....to try to anticipate things like this." Just as I finished, she said, "get down on the floor and crawl here...now!" she was still practically yelling at me. I obeyed, got on my hands and knees and crawled in front of her. She looked down at me and said, "now....clean my boots, I want them shining." I was a bit confused for a second but then I said, "yes Tina but I need to go and bring a rag, some water and..." but again she interrupted me and said, "no you don't...you will clean my boots with your mouth, your tongue." I looked up with horror on my face as the idea of licking mud was not really my kind of fun; the only thing I managed to say was "but" and then she again interrupted me, "No buts! start licking and cleaning, not a word anymore...is that understood?!" "Yes Tina" I replied and slowly bowed my head down toward her boots. Still with much hesitation, I started to lick her boot ; it felt awful, I felt awful...the taste of dirt in my mouth, the humiliation, all of it. But still, I obeyed her wishes and licked her boots, licked the mud off of them...regardless to my feeling of reluctance, I felt excitement about it all. So after first difficulties of accepting what I was doing, I soon forgot all about it and my licking got easier. She lifted up her boot and exposed her sole which was really dirty ; I just heard her saying, "all of it...and swallow it, no spitting on the floor."

It took me almost 45 minutes to properly clean her boots ; she helped by moving them around, positioning them so it would be easier for me to access all parts. Once I was done she said, "now get up and kneel" and I obeyed. She bent down towards me, took my chin in her hand a spat at my face, "this is what's good for you...this is just what you deserve ,you piece of shit." She straightened herself again and just as I though she would walk away, she swung her right arm and slapped me hard on my left cheek, "and this is for dirty floor...now clean it up again" and then she walked away. I kneeled there and in shock watched my wife walk away graciously.

It was already 3 weeks since my wife placed a CB6000 cage on my genitals and took away any posibility of orgasm for me. I was getting concered as well as horny like hell ; her being the dominant and behaving like that aroused me a lot constantly. I needed badly to cum, if not for any kind of pleasure, then for health reasons. Tina probably knew it all as she is very clever and apprehensive woman. So, the weekend came again and, at some time in the Saturday afternoon she told me she would remove the cage later that evening and allow me to cum...but only the way she had it in mind and at her conditions. I had no idea what she meant by that but I didn't care much, either ; I was just happy I'd be able to finally cum.

Around 8:30 after we finished with dinner, she told me to go to the bedroom, to strip naked and wait for her there. I followed her instructions as usual ,went to he bedroom and waited there naked. The only thing I wore on my body was the cage. I waited for almost an hour and I started to think that she was just playing with me and had no intention of showing up.

But she did show up and what a site that was ; she dressed herself up all black, loose mini skirt and a tight black top, she wore black patent pumps and her hair gathered in a pony tail.

She brought a white cardoard bag with her, placed it on the floor and without looking at me, she told me to lay on the bed. Once I did it, she produced two pair of handcuffs and a rope from the bag. Since we had an iron bed with both headboard nad footboard, she took the handcuffs and secured both my hands to the headboard. she then moved down to tie my ankles to the footboard, too. I wasn't saying or asking anything, she kept silent too.

Once she was done, she stood up, moved away from the bed and watched me for a while like she was inspecting her work. Then she reached inside the bag ahain and took out a small key which she used to unlock the cage from my genitals. I felt a bit of relief once the metal cage was away. "Just for the record, I didn't dress up this way for you, I did it for me...for some reason I feel better, different this way" she said while she was putting away the cage. She moved back towards the bed, climbed up on it and stood straight with me between her legs. Seeing her like that, I felt huge rush and excitement flowing through my chest. This was what I really wanted, to play these games with my wife...I never really considered and wanted to be fully submissive to anyone, to live it as a lifestyle. She moved up towards the bed head, lifted her right leg up and placed it on my chest while keeping her balance by leaning on the ceiling with her hand. She slowly moved her leg downwards while scratching my chest and my belly with her heel, "this is what you really want, isn't it Daniel? you want games like this, not much more then that, right?" At first I didn't know how to answer her question, she was right of course but I feared that admitting to wanting just games, wouldn't be good enough. On the other hand lying to my wife was not an option either as I knew she'd see right through me. So I admitted to her that she was right; "Yes Tina, you are right and I admit this is what really excites me." As I felt her heel touching my genitals, she said with a shy smile on her lips, "obviously it is irrelevant for me to ask these things as I always know answers in advance ; seems easier and easire every day to have control over you. I always knew I was the smarter one but you appear more and more inferior each day, something I didn't notice or haven't tried hard enough to notice before." She pressed her heel hard into my balls and continued, "we need to have another serious conversation but after I allow you to cum ; it is just because I know you'll say anything I want while your balls are full." After that, she stepped down off of the bed and sat on it. She took my semi hard dick into her hand and began to slowly stroke it ; it got fully hard and erected in an instant and I felt I could come within seconds. But that's not what she had in mind. She watched my behaviour closely and, as soon as she noticed I might cum, she'd stop and leave my dick to fall limp again. This teasing she repeated about ten times and every time I was about to cum, she'd stop. i never experienced something like this before and, instead of getting closer to cumming each time, I felt like i couldn't anymore. She continued what she was doing but now she was also applying pressure to the area where my prostate was ; so after a few times more, she suddenly said ,"there, I am done...you happy now?" I was confused, I didn't know what she was talking about ; "But what..." I said as I wanted to ask what she was talking about when I felt warmth on my belly and my dick. I looked down and saw how it was all covered with sperm. I couldn't believe my eyes as I felt absolutely nothing that could be called orgasm...nothing. "What...what happened?" I asked in disbelief...she grinned a smile on her face and said, "well, you just came...isn't it what you wanted?"..."Yes, but I don't understand...I mean, I didn't feel anything...I don't understand...", I was completely confused, "oh well, I said I'd let you cum, didn't I? that's what i promised, right...but I never mentioned an orgasam because lack of it is obviosuly what's bothering you." She watched for my reaction with a shrewd look in her eyes ; it was all true and I had no ground for argument or complaint so I just put on a sad face and kept silent. "Gooood...I am glad you concur with me because this is probably the way you will get to cum most times, from now on." She stood up, grabbed the cage and locked it around my genitals again. and then she continued, "And now we will have that serious conversation I mentioned before...get dressed and come down to the living room" she ordered me while she was unlocking the handcuffs. "You can untie your legs yourself, put all of it into the bag and put it under the bed...i'll be waiting for you downstairs." With that she left the room leaving me to dress up and store the bag. It took me about ten minutes to come down ; she was sitting on the sofa, sipping some wine. She looked ravishing, her beautiful legs fully exposed, her luch cleavage showing of...she never looked better. With her hand and without a word, she indicated the area in front of her on the floor for me to kneel. I promptly obeyed and got on my knees in front of her. "Now we talk while you rub my feet" she calmly said ; while I was

gently removing her right shoe, I noticed that she hung the little key to my cock cage to a silver anklet she always wore. "You probably wonder what's that doing there...since your regular duty will be to take care of my feet, I want you to see the key every time you carry out that duty...I want the key to be some kind of reminder for you, something that reminds you that perhaps, not all things wished for are worth getting." She paused just long enough for me to say, "Yes I understand." She took another sip of the wine and began, "Earlier we established what your true wishes are...however that is not what I want. Since I want no misunderstandings between us, I will now tell you what I really want and, if you can cope with all that, fine...if not, we will cease to exist as a couple and, as I told you couple of weeks ago, I will divorce you." I kept silent as she didn't ask me anything, anyway...but listened carefully for what she wanted to tell me. She looked away as she continued to articulate what was on her mind while I rubbed her left foot, "I was quite reluctant to this whole idea at the beggining...but now, I am starting to like it a lot so I figured, why not utilize your obvious weakness in my favor?...so, as i was educating myself about being a Dominant in a relationship, I contemplated a lot about it." There she stopped to glance at me and see if I was paying enough attention ; once she was satisfied with my big ears, she continued, "so, after all that thinking I realized I want mcuh, much more then just games like you do...I want a true servant which I will fully and completely control." With that, she pulled out her foot out of my hand, put her shoe on and stood up above me ; looking down at me she said, "You are my first pick for that job, of course...however, if you are too reluctant to be such a servant, I will have to look some other place. I will never again have you as just my husband, so you carefully think about it and you have two days to decide." That was her closing argument, once she finished she rushed out of the living room leaving me kneeling at the spot her legs used to be.

At first, her words got me quite pensive about the whole situation; a servant, a fully controled one...a slave perhaps? I never thought about things that way as frankly, I was primarly interested in playing various Dom-sub games with her. But I knew my wife and her way of thinking and I knew how smart and imaginative she was. Those facts frightened me a bit but my submissive side, my curiosity, my fascination with dominant women...all these things were stronger and much more overwhelming then fear from what I was about to say yes to.

So, on Tuesday evening once the children were asleep we sat in the kitchen at the table as my two days deadline was expired and she wanted to know what I decided.

"Well Daniel, what's it going to be? you had only two choices, to be a servant or nothing to me and I want to know your decision now" she began the conversation as I was hesitative to speak out loud what I have decided. "Yes...I thought about it and since I do not want to loose you and since I was the one to start all this, I decided to be whatever kind of servant you want me to be...that's my decision" I answered her question with a trembling voice.

Since she probably knew what my answer would be, her face never showed any kind of surprise but her eyes revealed a new kind of glow I never saw before.

I expected some kind of comment from her but her mind was already set in a completely different way..."Well, since your decision is made I see no reason not to start immediately with taking over control" her calm voice gave away the impression she had it all very well planned. "Go and bring me your wallet and pair of scissors" she ordered ; I obeyed and wleft to get my wallet although her first wish was strange and I had no idea what she was up to. She took the scissors and the wallet and emptied it on the table ; when it was empty she gave it back to me. "You can keep these" she said and gave me pictures of her and children I kept in my wallet ; she then took my credit cards and cut them with scissors one by one. I was completely taken aback but a simple "but" was only I managed to say, "servants do not require money or credit cards, at least not the type of servant you are about to become" she said calmly not even looking at me. "Now throw all this in garbage and get lost" refering to the leftovers on the table. "And exactly in one hour from now, draw ma a bath...from now on, every evening at 9:30 pm I want my bath ready unless I instruct you otherwise."

I prepared the bath and she came exactly one hour after our conversation ended, "Here, take this list ; it is just the first part of your regular future duties around here. You will have more duties but this is enough to begin with...study it and, if there's anything unclear, come to my bedroom at 10:30 and I'll explain to you whatever you don't understand." She then entered the bathroom and closed the door ; I left downstairs with a huge question mark above my head..."her bedroom??"...I wondered why she said that as we had only one bedroom in our house, not counting the kid's rooms. So I took the lsit and started to read it ; those were not only duties and chores like cooking, cleaning, preparing her breakfast, etc...there was also a few of behaviour rules like I was never to question her decisions unless asked for opinion, I was always to enter any public place, our home or any of our friends homes, before she does, etc...

Some of those appeard a little funny at that moment, some were just general polite behaviour and some very restrictive like never being able to sit in the house down unless allowed by her. The tasks and chores were for daily basis, the " not-so-usual" behaviour instructions were only for times when we were alone. So, at 10:30 I went to the bedroom and asked her about what she meant by "my bedroom"...She was sitting on the bed wearing a white nightgown and applying some skin lotion on her legs..."well, did you really think I will let a servant sleep in my bed? noooo....! But, you have a choice...you can sleep in the guest room and we will tell the children you snore too much and that it keeps me awake during night, or..." she stopped a little, got up from the bed she was sitting on and said with her voice much higher then before, "you can sleep in my bedroom but on the floor like a dog you are!" Her attitude made me shiver from surprise ; I bowed my head down in shame and said, "I'll sleep on the floor if I may..."...She then turned around, pulled the blanket a little and, as she was getting into the bed, said..."suite yourself." After I finihed with the toilet and put on my peejama, I took a blanket and a pillow from the guest room and went to the bedroom. She was already asleep so I went in silently not to wake her ; I also left my wrist watch on and set the alarm to 6:30 so I could wake up before her and do my first daily task, prepare the breakfast for her. However, I never slept to the alarm ; at some time of night she woke me up. She was sitting on the bed and woke me up by pushing me with her leg ; still semi asleep, I heard her voice "wake up Daniel...come on"..."yes...what is it?" I asked with my eyes still shut, "get up, on your knees...right here...come on" she was commanding, "it's time for you to serve ,servant...come on...hurry up!" Her voice got firmer and louder so I obeyed ; I turned to her and kneeled as she wanted. It was completely dark in theroom so I couldn't really see her when I opened my eyes ; "closer" she said so I moved towards her a bit. "Now open your mouth" she said as I felt her hand on my cheek ; she then pulled me a little closer and I felt warm air around my face and the smell of her pussy. I realized my head was between her hipa just inches away from her pussy ; before I managed to even open my mouth as she requested, I felt strong and warm squirt hit my face...she was pissing in my face!..."open your mouth, drink my piss...come on! I need to go badly!...ahhhh!" she moaned in relief. Before I managed to get myself together, I was already covered in piss ; my first feeling of disgust disappeared quickly so I opened my mouth and drank her urin easily. The squirt got lighter and slower and, after few seconds she stopped..."good, now come closer and clean me up...lick it!" she ordered and pulled my head to her cunt. My tongue dropped out and I started to lick her wet pussylips ; they were still wet from residual urin but she also got a lot of her cunt juice on them as all this obviously turned her on quite  bit. I got really aroused and excited by the whole thing but, since my dick was locked in a cage, I felt a little pain and discomfort as it tried to get hard but it couldn't. So when I felt she was clean, I instinctivly pulled back as my feeling of impotence and helplessnes grew inside me. But, she pulled my head back and with anger in her voice she said, "what?! no, get back here and finish me off...lick it! I didn't say you can stop, did I? get to it!" She held my head firmly so I licked again, "yes..faster, inside...your tongue, push it inside me...come on...that's it!...oh yeah...yeesss! hhhaaahhh" she exhaled in an orgasm. Once her orgasm ended, she layed back on the bed and covered herself with the blanket, "Get lost...go to the toliet, that's where you belong anyway...clean yourself up and don't come back, I want to sleep some more." I grabbed the blanket and the pillow and left the room.

" I am going out, I need to buy few things ; wait for my parents and get the kids ready for the weekend, make sure they have everything they need for the weekend...I'll be back around 7:00 p.m., you know what to do" my wife said as she was leaving the house.

By 5:30 children were already away with her parents so I rushed to the kitchen to prepare dinner ; I had a tight schedule as I needed to do few other chores, as well. I couldn't allow myself any unfinished or poorly done work as my I knew my wife would not forgive any of it. She came back a little after 7:00, hung her coat at the lobby and came straight in to the kitchen ; I thought that as always, first she will inspect the house to see if I completed my chores properly but instead, she asked if dinner was ready and told me to hurry up as she had some plans for the evening. She then went to the bathroom and I put the dinner on the table that had I set earlier. She came back, I pulled her chair as always and just when I was about to sit down at the other end of the table, she said "no...this evening you will skip dinner ; I want you to be on your feet all the time next to me like a true servant, like a butler. You will take care of the food in my plate and wine in my glass all the time...and further more, strip now and keep your underwear only, I want you without clothes!" This was quite surprising but it obviously entertained her ; I obeyed of course. I filled her plate and, while she was eating she said, "Just consider this as a part of your servant training as from now on, we will never eat together again. You will be stand by my side always when I eat and you will have your dinner cold and whatever is left, after I go to bed." Then she took a glance at me to see how I am coping with her new ideas ; she was probably satisfied not to see any grin of disapproval on my face so she calmly continued to eat her dinner while I was pouring some more wine into her glass. After about 25 minutes, she finished her meal with me by her side constantly minding about food and wine ; she stood up, told me to take care of dishes and left the kitchen. After some time, she came back while I was still at washing dishes, "ok...leave that now, you'll finish it later" she said ; I turned to her and saw her approaching me with a black leather dog collar in one hand and a  chain leash in other. I stood there waiting for her next move ; she placed the collar around my neck and fastened it at the back of it. Then she attached the leash to a small shackle at the front of the collar and tugged it easily to see if it was all ok. As she turned around, she pulled me by the leash and said, "come on...follow me". I walked behind her through the kitchen door to the living room where she stopped, let the leash fall on the floor and said, "stay there!"

She went to the other end of the room and took a bag that was laying on the floor. Carrying it, she walked behind me, squatted down to the floor and took out from the bag a pair of ankle chains made of iron. Carefully, she placed the shackles around my ankles and locked them ; then she took out a pair of handcuffs, stood up and told me to put my hands behind my back. As I did, she locked  them around my wrists, grabbed the leash again and said "good...now lets go" as she again tugged the leash. I had no idea where all this equipment came from but it was obvious this was what she shopped for, that evening.

It was very difficult to follow her steps as the chain, that connected those ankle shackles, was very short and her tug very firm. I had no idea where she was taking me but we were passing through the lobby towards the entrance door. I realised she was taking me out of the house and I panicked a little ; I was naked except for my underwear and it was not exactly summer outside. Also, although it was already dark for few hours, I feared some of our neighbours might see us. She opened the door and just before we exited the house, she grabbed the remote for the garage door so I figured that's where she was taking me.

As we stepped out, I turned my head around for few times quickly to see if anyone was around ; I couldn't see anyone but I started to shiver as it was much colder then I thought.

She opened the garage door with her remote and tugged me in then she closed them. The cars were not inside so the garage appeared empty except for few boxes of old things we kept there. There was also one old chest of drawers in the corner, two concrete stanchions at deeper end of the garage, a sink, a water hose and a mowing machine. Being rather big, the garage seemed quite empty without our cars in it. She stopped when we reached the middle and turned to me, "drop down on your knees...now!" she raised her voice as I wasn't quick enough. This was the first time I did that with my hands and legs restrained and it was much more difficult to get on my knees like that as I had no free hands to support myself. Once I was down, she walked behind my back ; I felt the sole and heel of her boot on my back and then a sudden push threw me on the floor, sideways. For few weeks before, she used to call me names and tell me where I belong...she was constantly putting me down but never her oration seemed so harsh and "from the heart" as it was now. "Look at you, look what became of you" she began while walking around me, "even dogs and other lowly animals can stand on their four pads...and you, you don't even fight back as every animal does." She stopped circling just near my head ; I saw her boot in front of my face and slightly turned my head aside to look up, "Don't! Don't you dare look up and speak to me unless instructed so...you pathetic excuse for a man!" Then she squatted down where she was standing, grabbed me by my hair, pulled my head up a bit and said, "You should never had me become this way...but now that you have, I'll make you sorry for it, really sorry" and she stood up again. At that moment I felt frightened for the first time ; woman beside me was still my wife by appearance but a complete stranger to me. She stood up, took the leash and pulled me up, "get up on your feet...now!" she ordered. I thought getting down on my knees restrained was though ; but getting up was almost impossible. I practically hanged by the leash for few moments until I managed to get my soles on the ground and get up. She pulled me to the other end of the garage and pressed against one of two cold concrete stanchions; "Stay" was the only thing she said. I stood there with the concrete against my face; I heard her open one of the drawers of the chest and then walk back to me. She brought a rope and started to wrap it around me and the stanchion. She circled around 7-8 times with the rope at height of my chest and with my hands still behind my back; then she stopped behind me and tied couple of tight knots. She moved away towards the chest again and took something out from it. I couldn't see her or what she was doing, I just heard her heels clicking with the concrete floor. Then she stopped moving and said, "I bought this for you yesterday and it cost me quite a lot...now it is time to see if it's worth the money." The next thing I heard was a whiz before sharp and excruciating pain suddenly ripped my back and my hands. "AAARRGHHHH!" a long shriek rushed out of my throat ; it felt like someone lit a flare and pressed it to my skin. I heard her walking again and then she appeared in front of me ; she held a viscous looking single tail whip in her hand. "Did that hurt?" she asked sarcastically with a calm voice never expecting an answer to her question, "because if it did, then you're screwed...there is a lot more where that came from!" she raised her voice again. Seeing her with a whip, hearing all the things she said I felt panic, fear and unexpected excitement at the same time ; I was bound, restrained, helpless and as a result of all those mixed feelings, my thoughts were all confused, I didn't know if I should show some reaction, say something....

She slowly walked behind me again ; again, I couldn't see her but only hear how the sound her footsteps made on a concrete floor. Then she stopped ; I expected another blow from her whip so I huddled in anticipation. But she didn't do anything, she just stayed soundless somewhere behind me. I thought she was just playing with me, teasing me...after a while I relaxed in my bondage. But before I was able to finish my thoughts, I heard the same whiz again and in a split second felt the same protruding sharp pain on my back. Again I screamed loudly as her whip ripped through my skin, "No...please...Tina" I managed to barely rap out with a trembling voice. "What?! What did you say?!" she sounded angry, "Shut up, shut da fuck up! Did I ask you anything?! I don't think so..." then I heard her walk again towards me. As she came close, she grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head back, "I said you'll be sorry, haven't I....now, you will be sorry fuckface...I am going to whip the life out of you, you worthless piece of shit!" She let go of my hair, and walked few steps away, again...I knew then that she was not just toying with me, but she meant every word I say. How right I was, I learned instantly ; those whizzes ripped through the air quickly and repeatedly and her whip mercilessly bruised the skin on my back, my hands and my ass causing unbearable pain. Blows were so frequent I was unable to properly scream and after 10 or 15 hits, I lost my voice completely. Tears ran down my cheeks, my mouth open wide, my jaw hanging....I got dazed from the excruciation and rested completely limp in those ropes. After a while she stopped and I didn't even notice it from the fiery ache that burned my entire back. What brought me back a little from the daze I was in was when I fell on the cold concrete floor after she released the ropes. I curled on the floor as a wounded animal and hardly heard her footsteps again. With a squint, I managed to take a look at her ; she was standing beside me all worked up and inhaling deeply. Then she squatted down near my face again, grabbed me by the hair and turned my face towards hers. I felt warm sticky liquid land on my eyes, my nose and mouth as she spat in my face, "Do you feel in right place now, asshole...ha? Do you?" she asked and then smiled wickedly, "yeeess...you will learn your proper place, I promise you!" Then she stood up and said, "now I'll take care of your wounds...lay on your stomach now!" she ordered. It took a lots of strain to obey what she said but I managed somehow ; as I did, she stepped on my back for a second increasing the pain from my wound and then stood above me with her legs on each side of my torso. "Here, I hear that this helps", I didn't know what she was doing but after few moments, I felt warm liquid dripping on my back. As she released herself on my wounds she said, "Urine is the only proper medicine for you." She pissed all over my back and my hands until her bladder was empty ; once she was done, I heard the whip fall on the floor and her footsteps walking away. Then I heard the garage door creaking as she opened them and walked right out of the garage. The door then closed leaving me alone, wounded and still restrained on the cold concrete floor.

 I don't know how long I laid there on the floor before she came back but it felt like at least two hours.  I was degraded, wounded and felt frozen from being naked in a room without any heating. When she returned, she opened the door, left the remote on the chest and told me to get back in the house. Since I was worn our and still in lots of pain, since I was still restrained, it took me a small eternity to manage my way back into the house.

She was standing in the lobby still dressed as before, with her hands on her hips and waiting for me. I stopped in front of her without a word and she got to removing cuffs and shackles from my limbs. Once I was free, she turned me around and checked out bruises on my back ; I guessed there was no greater damage as she didn't make any comments but instead, ordered me to go to the bedroom. So I complied and she followed me ; once we were in the room, she told me to lay on the bed on my back. I laid and she began to remove her clothes; she got naked quickly but left her boots on. Then she climbed the bed, got on top of me and swiftly straddled my head. "Eat me now" she commanded and lowered her pussy on my face ; she seemed very horny and just as I began to lick her pussy, her hips started to move and her pussy rubbing against my mouth and my nose. "Oh yeah...that's it...lick it, come on..." she tilted her head back, closed her eyes and enjoyed the ride. Her cunt juice was now all over my face as the movement of her hips became faster and wider, "Ohhhh...yes...ohhh, fuck...yeah!" she moaned louder. Then she suddenly stopped, leaned forward and down a bit and took something from under the pillow. She moved away a bit from my face and I saw she was holding a big black dildo in her hand, "open your mouth!" she ordered me. As I did, she shoved the end of it in my mouth and said, "bite on it...hard...and keep it that way...don't loose this erection too, you incapable freak!" I bit on the plastic and tightened my grip with my lips as much as I could ; she elevated herself a bit, got above the dildo and then slowly slid on it. "Oh god....yes...fuck!" she was getting hornier then ever ; slowly, her hips moved up and down for few times until the dildo disappeared completely inside her. "OHHH! DAMN....YEAH!" she was almost screaming ; she increased the pace and soon, she rode that dildo wildly hitting my face with her bottom. It took her only a minute or two to reach a mind-blowing orgasm ; her spasmodic bottom pressed against my face I thought I'd suffocate. Then she fell relaxed over me, leaning on the headboard, breathless. After a while she came to her senses and got off of the dildo and me ; she climbed off of the bed and pulled the plastic dick out of my mouth. "Get up!" she ordered me again ; I obeyed, got up and stood before her. "Now get down on your knees" and I obeyed again, "put your both hands behind your head and spread your legs some more" her voice was calm and firm, "and close your eyes, too" she finished. I did all she told me to, closed my eyes and waited for her next order or act. Then unexpectedly, I felt strong pain between my legs ; my stomach spasm and I fell on the floor as her boot landed on my balls, hard. "Get up you sissy...what's the matter ,can't stand a little pain?! Get up on your knees!" the pain was sharp and long but I managed to get back on my knees. She placed her right leg in front of me and told me to remove her boot; as I did, she told me to remove the little key that hanged by her anklet and to unlock my cock cage. "Now...I am giving you what you wanted but I do not see any erection...so either you were lying to me or you're just impotent, lazy fuck" she said and came closer to me. "Now, I want to perform a test with you...don't touch your dick unless I say so, you understand?!" "Yes Tina" I replied and nodded my head, too. She moved a bit away ,swung her right hand and slapped me across my left cheek, hard ; then she looked at my dick and said "nothing...let's try something different." She squatted down before me, looked me in my eyes and said, "You are just a dog now, not a man anymore...let alone my husband...just a worthless worm for me to crush, abuse and humiliate." Once she finished, she took a look at my dick again which got just a little bigger then before, "hmmm...a little improvement but still not a proper response." She stood up again, put her hand under her chin like she was thinking of what to do next, "then lets go back to the garage and I'll whip you again until you bleed, until you loose your consciousness...how about that, would you like that?" Again she looked at my dick which was now semi-hard, "well, well...we are getting there, aren't we...so it seems you like to be hurt after all, ha?" I suppose I'd easily get hard in normal conditions but then I was in pain, still shivering from cold so I just couldn't get fully excited by her words from which I normally would. "Lets see...I'll piss on you again and in your mouth...you'll be my toilet for the rest of your life, how's that?" and as soon as she finished she looked down again. Since she pressed the right button, since that was one of my strongest fantasies, her eyes went wide as she saw my cock stiff and hard. "Wow! now we are getting somewhere, look at you..hahaha...my husband wants to be my toilet...how pathetic is that...hahaha!" her word got me even hornier. She squatted down again in front of me and said, "now take your dick in your hand slave...and start jerking it off for me." I had no objections to that so I took my cock in my hand and began to stroke it ; she watched me with contempt in her eyes..."from now on, you will be my personal toilet...on daily basis" she began to talk thing she thought I wanted to hear. "I will piss on you and in you every time I need to go...I will never use the real toilet again, as long as you live...you will be my piss pot, toilet bowl, my toilet paper." Her words brought me close to the verge of cumming but I still couldn't ; I increased the pace and stroked my cock quickly as I badly wanted to cum. "What's the problem little man, can't cum...ha? I thought being the toilet is what you want? Pity I don't need to piss now, otherwise it would be fun to see you cum while drinking my piss...come on, you can do it....jerk it!" I was really doing my best but my sperm just wouldn't come out, "damn you...can't do anything right, can you?...I should shit on you instead of just pissing and..." but she never managed to finish her sentence as my warm sperm squirted all over her boot and floor. Once I was done, I leaned forward on my free hand panting ; then I looked up at her just to see her all caught up in surprise...her eyes wide open, her jaw dropped. After a minute of silence, she sat down on the bed and said, "How sick are you for fucks sake? you want my shit? is that it? tell me!" she raised her voice at the end. I kept there kneeling and silent but she wouldn't let go, "look at me!" so I looked up at her ; "now tell me, I want to hear it...do you want my shit in your mouth?!" It took me another few moments to barely and silently reply with a simple "yes"...For a while she just looked at me as she was feeling sorry for me ; then she said, "well...now I finally know what really you are." She paused again as she was contemplating whether to continue to talk or not ; "get down and lick the mess you made...lick it all up, from the floor and my boot." She obviously didn't want to talk about it anymore so she changed the subject ; I obeyed her, bowed down and began to lick my own sperm off of her boot and floor. Once I was done she told me to stand up ; she put back the cock cage, locked it and put away the key on her anklet. She then left the room...

Atmosphere in our house became weird ; we needed to act normal when children were around but whenever my wife was close to me, I felt intimidated by her. The way she looked at me, the way she behaved and talked to me gave away her dominance even in ordinary situations. To any other eye, then childs innocent eye, our behaviour would be everything but of a normal married couple.

At evening hours, once kids were asleep, we would behave what became normal to us...I served her every wish, her every whim. But we kept it at low level out of fear one or both kids might wake up and catch us in an awkward situation. And that's why we were both anxious for weekdays to pass and weekend to come ; I know I was and I also know she was although she tried to hide it. Unfortunately, the following weekend her parents had some other plans so the kids stayed with us ; I was disappointed but my wife was quite angry and nervose about it. Seemed like she was waiting for the weekend with more restlesness then I did ; that weekend and few days after she was angry all the time, she even yelled at me couple of times not minding the kids around.

Then the weekend came and I could actually see relief on my wife's face...she could barely wait for us to remain alone. I never knew what she had in line for me, that time was no different. Once the kids were away, she told me to prepare dinner and that she had a task for me to do, once she finishes the dinner. So I obeyed as usual, fixed her a nice meal and served by her side while she was having it. "Now, about your task" she began, "you will get dressed and go to this adress", she gave me a piece of paper with the adress and the apartment number. "At this adress you will pick up someone and then drive this person back here...and don't ask any unecessary questions, just do as I say...is that understood?" I didn't like the idea of anyone around here especially when we were alone and she had me as her slave, but i had no choice. So after I gave her a short "yes", I changed my clothes and left the house with the piece of paper she gave me, in my hand.

The place was not far, I drove for some 10 to 15 minutes ; I parked outside the building, checked if it was the right address then went in and up with the elevator to apartment #65.

When I came to the door, at first I just stood there for a minute or two as I had no idea what I was really doing ; so after a while, I rang the door bell. The door opened after a few seconds and a pretty petit blonde said hi ; she was in her thirties, small but very sexy. "Hello...I am Daniel" I said and before I said anything else, she said "I know...come in!"

I entered the apartment and, as she closed the door, she called for someone..."Jay! Your ride is here!" Then, an afroamerican guy showed up from the other room ; he looked quite young and in very good shape. So he offered me his hand and I shooked it, "shall we go?" he asked with a very distinguished accent. I just nodded my head and turned towards the door ; he took his coat and while leaving said to the girl, "bye...call me."

We went down and into the car ; I drove back home, parked the car and together with the young man entered the house. Then my wife showed up with a big smile on her face ; Jay stepped forward, took my wifes hand, bowed a bit and kissed it. "Absolutely astonishing" he said probably refering to the way my wife looked. She was all dressed up, short mini skirt, tight top, high heeled red sandals and hot neat make up on her face.

"Daniel...take his coat, will you?" she told me then turned to him, "Can we offer you something? a drink or something?" she asked him. "Yes, why not...whatever you have" he said smiling, "Great...Daniel will bring you something, will you dear?" I just nodded my head, hung his coat and went to the living room. I poured him a scotch and they both came in, too. She took the drink from me, handed it to Jay and said, "Why don't you finish your drink in piece and I'll be back shortly" she said to Jay and he just nodded his head. "Daniel, come with me" she said, turned around and walked out...I followed her.

We went to the bedroom and once we were in, she closed the door. "Strip!" she ordered me ; I was confused with the whole situation as I had absolutely no idea what was going on...but still and as always, I obeyed. Once I was naked with only the cock cage on me, she told me to grab the chair, take it to the corner of the room and sit on it. Once I did, she took that same rope she always used and began to tie my ankle to the chair. Then she tied my hand to the back of the chair and wrapped whatever was left of that rope, around my waist and my chest. Once I was firmly tied, she went to take out something from that bag she had her toys in. It was a ballgag which she shoved in my mouth and fastened at back of my head. So now I was restrained and speechless, too. She sat on the bed which was only few feet away and began, "well, we can't keep our guest waiting too long so I will be short...by now, you probably already know what this is all about, don't you?" But since I had this rubber ball in my mouth, I couldn't speak so she said, "yeah, ok...you can still move your head, can't you?" So I waved my head as a No since I didn't know what she was talking about, "No?!" she asked then continued, "I am sure you know what cuckold is, don't you?" Again, I waved my head away..."Well...it is quite simple, you know...you see, although I really like and enjoy more and more being this dominant bitch, I still am a woman and I have needs as I am not that old" she paused for few seconds then continued, "Although it is nice having you eat me pussy every day, I still need and want a good cock on ocassion." There she stopped and I realized what her intentions were ; she noticed the new look on my face and continued, "yes that's right, I am going to fuck this guy and I am going to fuck his brains out...or him mine" she giggled. She then stood up in front of me and  continued her saying with, "And you my little slave will get to see all the action alive from the first row", she leaned towards me and finished, "for two reasons...first one is because I so want to humiliate you more...and second, I want you to see what you will have never again." Swiftly, she went to the door and just before exiting, she said..."and by the way, cuckold is a man or should I say not a man, whose wife fucks around because he is too much of a wimp to satisfy her...and that's what you will become, my dear" and she closed the door behind her. I felt awful and practicly sick in my stomach. My eyes filled with tears as this was not something I ever wished for ; seeing my wife with another man was beyond reason and comprehension to me...I never stopped loving her.

I sat there alone for about 15 minutes trying to somehow defeat that sick feeling caused by my wifes words and all the sickening thoughts that ran through my mind...and then the door opened and they both came in. My wife gave me a glance of indifference as well as Jay ; there was no surprise on his face, nothing...so I figured he obviously knew the situation and had been in similar, before. Then they turned to each other and kissed passionately...and time of dread and disgust began for me. They kissed like two young lovers, passionately and lusty while caressing each other with their hands. After a while they stopped and began to take their clothes off ; she took her top and he took of his shirt. He started to unbutton his pants but she grabbed his hands, moved them away and dropped to her knees. Then she unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. The pants fell to his ankles while he was removing his shoes just using his feet; she then pulled down his underwear and his huge black cock came to the light. "Oh my" she said, took it in her hand and gently stroked it ; he moaned a little then some more as she took it in her mouth. "Oh yeah...suck that dick...yeah" he said in between moans ; I felt a cold tear running down my cheek as I watched my wife suck and enjoy a big black, other mans cock. She was insatiable, sucking it like crazy, trying to get it all in her mouth...her saliva dripping from her motuh on the floor, "Ohhh yeeah...that's it baby...gooood, suck it" the black men was very verbal while holding my wifes head and showing his dick in her mouth.

She stood up and kissed him deeply, again ; she then sat on the bed, turned her head towards me and gave me a wicked look while he got on his knees now. She spread her legs for him keeping one on the floor and lifting one up on the bed ; he leaned forward and lciked her right inner tigh. Then he grabbed her panties and ripped them away with a single pull, "ohh...yeah...lickt it for me ,come on" she instructed him. He obviously didn't need any instructions ; she moaned loudly just from few gentle contacts between his tongue and her pussy lips. But she was restless ,so she grabbed his head and shoved his face into her cunt, "Screw licking...eat me...hard!" He licked and sucked on her pussy lips, her clit while she tightened her legs around his head ; I never saw my wife so hot and horny before....ever. "Mmmm...fuck...oohhhh! I am gonna....ahhhh....cummmm! AHHHHH!" and she came within seconds. She fell on her back while a strong orgasm rushed through her body but he didn't stop licking. He got a bit lower and began to lick her ass hole while rubbing his nose at her pussy ; she just had her orgasm but looked like she never had. Her hands grabbed the blanket on the bed and gripped it tightly. "Ohhh...No...stop...ahhh" she said and he stood up ; she spread her legs more and said, "give it to m....fuck me now, come on." He took it in his hand, placed it on her pussy hole and slowly penetrated her ; she lifted her head a bit just enough to watch him enter. "Oh god...you're too big...no...I can't" she was actually panicking but he calmed her down with a smile, "Oh don't worry baby...Jay knows his bussines...I'll go slow until you relax for me." His cock head was in only and she already moved her torso as in slight discomfort, "No...I can't...too big..." she said again. "Sshhhh!" he shushed her and took it at, then in again ; he repeated it for several times and in a while, he was in completely. She plunged her fingers in his back and said, "Oh god...yeah...so big....fuck me...yeah" ; he began to move his hips fore and back, slowly in the beggining. As she was opening more and more for him, he increased the pace and she led him, "YEAH! FUCK ME...RIPP ME APART! AAHHHH!!!" she orgasmed again....and again...and again. For the next hour or so, I watched a black man fuck my wife misionary, sideways, with her on top riding him. He came 3 times ,twice inside her, she came 9 times...in just one hour. At the end, both completely satisfied fell on the bed exhausted ; not even once she or he looked at me. They rested there for 15 minutes while I chewed on that rubber with anxiety and frustration. "Jay baby, you need to go now" my wife told him then ; "Yeah...I know" he replied, got off of the bed and began to dress up. As he was done, he opened the door and said, "I'll see myself out...call me"...with that he smiled, closed the door and left. For some time she just layed there soundless ; I felt awful...tired, humiliated, disappointed, frustrated...emasculated.

Then she suddenly got up and sat on the edge of the bed ; she looked at me smiling visciously and said while passing her finger thruough her hair, "so...how was it slave, dod you enjoy it? was it good for you as it ws for me....hahahaha" she gave me a humiliating laughter. "I have something else in mind for you" she said then she changed her face expression ; she smiled innocently with a seductive touch and said, "I hope my little slave is in for some sex, now." I was boiling inside from emotions...I though I'd explode...I wanted to yell, scream my lungs out. She came close to me and removed the ballgag so my mouth were free ; at that second I wasn't thinking at all, instead I just started to talk and even raised my vocie "No...I can't do this...this is not ok, not fair...don't want this!" Her face suddenly got serious with a touch of anger ; I was still taling, protesting when her right hand flew thruogh the air and landed on my face. She hit me with an open palm but it was a hit rather then a slap ; since I was still tied to that chair, I lost balance and fell on the floor sideways. She then leaned down, grabbed me and turned me on my back so the chair back was below me and my hands below the chair. "What?! How dare you, you shit?!" she was yelling ; I was still beside myself so I continued to protest until she placed her right foot on my neck and pressed moderately with the sole and heel of her sandal. I instantly lost my ability to speak and she said, "Did I say you could talk?! Did I ask of your opinion?! SHUT UP!!" she yelled and then removed her foot from my neck watching if i'd start all over. But it freaked me out just enough to shut up ; she squated down above me and continued, "You obviously didn't understand me well...from now on, I fuck whom ever I want, wherever I want and whenever I want...and you will fuck no one, not me, not anyone else. You are now officially a cuckold as well as my slave and servant...if you don't know what that is, feel free to look it up on the internet." Then she stood up again and said, "Of course, if you are not up to it then pack your bags and get lost from my life...on the other hand, if you will be a good slave I might allow you the privilege to ocassionaly clean me up after my lover or even suck few dicks for me...hahaha" she finished with a laughter. Then she squated down again and began to untie the rope which held me captive to that chair. "Now...some sex for you my slave...get up!" As I got up, she instructed me to get up on the bed on all fours, "That's it...be a good doggy now and stay that way." I obeyed her as usual and waited for her in that position ; she reached for the bag again and took out a big plastic dildo with straps on it. She strapped it around her waist and ass and climbed the bed behind me, "Since you behaved so badly, you don't get any lubrication for this...now you are my bitch and you will now find out how it is to be fucked by someone like Jay....hahaha." Althoguh I always dreamed about being fucked in the ass by my wife, at that particular moment, it didn't feel as good as I thoguht it would be. She placed the top of the dildo on my ass hole and without any hesitation, shoved it in fast, "AAAGH!" I screamed as it really hurt badly. "Officially impaled" she said more to herself then to me ; she began thrusting it deep and increasing pace with each thrust. "Oh...you see how good it is, you see...now you know how I enjoyed it earlier....yeah...come on bitch, move your ass...wiggle a bit...hahaha." I got used to the sensation provided by that big plastic dick and began to actually enjoy it ; she slowed down the pace until she fully stopped thrusting it in me, "Move!" she said as she took it out of me and pushed me to a side. As I moved, she layed down on the bed on her back with the dildo erecting from between her legs. "Now be a good gurlie and ride it...come on...now you get to be on top...hahaha2 ; I did as she requested, straddled her and positioned the dildo on my ass hole. I slipped on it slowly and that way, it felt quite different. "Yeah...ride me bitch....scome on!" she was giving instructions as I started to move up and down, "O-ho-ho...Nice!...damn this is good!" she was very verbal again. "Look at you, slave...gooood...ride it bitch, come on!" I rode her dick faster and faster...I felt it massage against my prostate but the problem was that cage on my cock...I couldn't have an erection. So I rode that dildo for next 5-6 minutes when she told me stop and get off of it; then she moved away, unstrapped the dildo and told me to get on the baed, again on all fours like a dog. As I did, she unlocked the cage from my genitals, "I guees these must be quite full" she said as she grabbed my balls in with her hand. "Lets see if I got this correctly from the net", she took a pair of rubber gloves from her bag, put them on and came back to the bed. She sat on it then, with one hand began to squeeze my balls and with the other, slowly stroke my cock downwards like she was milking it. It was a strabge feeling, just like that time she did this while I was laying on the bed on my back and spurted without an orgasm. My cock got somewhat bigger but wouldn't get hard ; it was just hanging down like a dug. She squeezed my balls harder and harder until it got painful so I twiched once or twice, "Oh...it hurts, ha?" she asked. I never managed to answer her question as she took my ball sack with her left hand, squeezed her fist until my balls were isolated below it and then, with her other hand slapped them hard..."AHHHH!" I yelled and jumped in the same time, "SHUT UP!" she hollered at me, "Shut up and calm down! Positon yourself back" she said as I moved a bit away. I obeyed and she continued to milk my, now limper then before, cock...while again squeezing my ball. She did that patiently for few minutes without a word; then, as my dick again grew bigger and just semi-hard, she placed her finger on my ass then penetrated it. I didn't feel much because my ass was pretty wide from her dildo until she found my prostate. She applied some pressure to it and began to move her finger around; the sensation was awkward but nice at the same time. She was still milking my cock and then, at some point stopped and let go of it and just continued to rub on my prostate. "There you go" she said...I didn't know what was happening because I didn't feel anything but the pressure on my prostate, "Look...look beneath you" she instructed me. I bowed my head down and and looked under me and between my legs; the cum was dripping from my cock but I felt nothing except warmth inside it. "Ha...well, this is how you cum from now on...for medical reasons only...wow, I am so proud of myself as I managed to do this properly the very first time", she leaned forward, got into my face and said with a wicked smile ,"are you proud of me too, dear?" I knew this was a real question and she was expecting an anwer so I answered, "Yes Tina...I am" with a sad note in my voice.

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!"