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So I finally decided I’d have to listen to her for now. She thought for a moment and finally said, “you stay right where you are. Do not move a muscle, I’ll be back in a minute”. with that she walked out the sliding glass door but left it open, me in full view.
Thankfully nobody else walked by and as promised she was back in about 2 minutes. “I’m glad you know how to follow orders, there will be many from now on” she giggled. She walked over and closed the drapes thank goodness but then saw my cock had gone soft. This made her angry, “get that thing hard again!!!” she yelled. I tried but I was so scared. She sighed and said, “close your eyes and think like I’m not here and get to stroking that thing”
I did as told closing my eyes, and after about two minutes actually did seem to forget she was there. Finally I was erect again and I heard her laugh. I opened my eyes to see her pointing a video camera at me, she said not to stop now, I continued and was on the verge of shooting my load when she told me to stop. She walked over, pulled my panties down and pulled something from her shirt pocket and quickly slid it over my cock. It hurt like crazy and I realized it was a cock ring, but very, very small. She got it to the base of my cock and squeezed it down to maybe a half inch, basically cutting off any circulation in or out!! She then pulled my panties up and made me continue stroking which now was not pleasant. I needed to cum so bad and it was so painful, she made me keep stroking for 45 minutes, I thought I would pass out. I was crying and begged her to let me cum, I would do anything for that. From behind the camera she said “I know you will asshole. She walked over and snipped the ring off me, quickly pulling the panties back up just as I started shooting. They were soaked. She was laughing and I wanted to kill her when she hit me with the worst thing yet, she told me to remove my panties, then said “they need a good cleaning. Get to it girlie” and I knew what she wanted, I slowly raised them to my mouth and began licking, and I could tell she was zooming in for this. After gagging quite a few times, much to her amusement, I was done. She stood up told me to wear the now damp panties to bed and informed me she would be back tomorrow evening at 9 sharp and I better find or go buy some thongs or maybe it would be fun to send the pictures and video to my wife, and to my work. I screamed no and got slapped hard across the face for yelling at her. I was informed there would be severe discipline if it ever happened again. Then she turned on her heel and left. I shortly went to bed.
Fortunately for me, there was a lot more of Karen’s lingerie than I realized, I found 2 thongs but nothing matching them in the sense of hose or nighties. I figured that was a good thing. I was scared all day that Sunday. I tried to watch a game but couldn’t concentrate. Jan had me by the balls and I knew that, I figured she would want either money or sex, (which would be awful), but figured ok, let’s get this over with. By 9 I was sitting in a thong on the sofa, praying it was all bullshit. I was anything but horny, just plain scared. By 9:30 she hadn’t shown, I didn’t think she’d show, figured it was just a weird thing.
At 10:45 I decided it was time to go up, and get to bed. I waited until 11. My relief was probably palpable, I’m sure I was pale. By 11 I figured I was off the hook. I went and made a drink, my favorite, rum and coke, guzzled it down and I headed upstairs and dropped into bed.
I woke to the sunlight and realized all was well, except my head hurt some, probably from slamming that drink. I was still in the thongs and laughed, I jumped in the shower, my head cleared a bit, dried off and went to get dressed.
Opening my dresser drawer, I was stunned, it was empty. I opened all of them, all empty! I ran to my closet, you guessed it, empty. The only things left were my wifes underwear in a pile in the corner with a note on top. I grabbed it. Simply said, “did you enjoy your cocktail last night? I was able to change some things as you’ve probably noticed. You need to slip on some panties and go downstairs now and follow all instructions as you find them! Non-compliance will result in your wife and family getting my film, I hope you understand pet.
Without even thinking I grabbed a pair of red bikini panties, pulled them on and headed downstairs, realizing somehow she had drugged me the night before. Once downstairs I looked around, thankfully nobody was there but there was the smell of coffee and a note in front of the coffee maker. I poured a cup and read the note… “You need some coffee as this may be a long day for you. You will notice on your kitchen chair is a collar, put it on immediately.” I saw the collar, a black leather thing about 2” wide with eyehooks all around it. That scared me. But on it went. It clicked rather loudly after I snapped it together. Note number 3 was sitting on the napkins. “I will be there in just a moment, hope you drank your coffee, there will be little chance for quite a while now. You need to crawl under the table to the chair opposite you, hook the 3 rods attached to the chair to your new collar. You better hurry!”
Oh god! I couldn’t believe this. I quickly drank the rest of my coffee, and crawled under the table. Sure enough 3 steel rods on hinges were attached to the other chair. I got them attached after a couple tries and realized my head was essentially immobilized about a foot and a half from the front of the chair. That’s when I heard the sliding glass door open and close. I swallowed hard, shaking a bit.
I tried to turn my head but there was very little movement allowed. I could hear footsteps right behind me, then she laughed a little. “you really are going to make a nice toy to play with. You need to understand some things asshole. I will not hesitate to ruin your life. But I’d much rather have my fun with you. Get ready!”
The table was pulled out from over me and about 10 seconds later something very hard slammed into my butt. I screamed! She said shut up asshole! She hit me again, harder and I screamed again. It stopped. I heard her going through what sounded like a bag. Then a gag was stuffed in my mouth, and buckled behind my head. A ballgag! “that should shut you up!” I pulled but the chair wouldn’t move, she laughed and informed me it was now bolted to the floor. Then it began in earnest, I think I was hit about fifteen times, I was crying like a baby. When she stopped and caught her breath she sat in the other chair and started to explain it all to me.
“you know I, and others have heard your rude comments about us. So you think I’m a fat pig and trailer trash eh? We’ll see about that. You will respect me from now on and anyone else I decide.” she removed my ball gag then walked to where I could see her. I was stunned. She was in a leather corset and panties outfit, and leather boots. She had a paddle in her hands and it was mean looking. About 5” wide with holes in it. My mouth went dry. Then she sat in the chair I was attached to. Oh god her crotch was about 3 inches from my face. She laughed and said “you will never fuck this pussy, but I think I need to know how good your tongue is. Start licking my panties!” it was awful, I tried to reach it with my tongue, but was just out of reach. Then I realized how diabolical the hold was on me, it started pulling in, I had no choice my face got smashed against her panties. She laughed and snapped something on th crotch of her panties and I was faced with a hairy, smelly pussy. For over an hour I was licking that pussy, getting smacked every now and then if I slowed down. Finally after she had an explosive orgasm, she took the pressure off and got up getting her panties back in place. My arms and knees were killing me. She unhooked me from the chair and I collapsed on the floor. She gave me a minute then said “not bad but you’ll get better”.
“ok rest time is over. Get your pantied sissy ass upstairs.” I slowly rose and headed behind her up the stairs and into my bedroom. She told me to hold my arms out and before I knew it she had handcuffed me. “Hey” I yelled and got a knee in the balls for my effort. “You do not have the right to say anything unless told to. Now because you’re such an ass I will let one other person know about you. Who should it be…….Oh I know” she said and laughed maniacally. “Now, raise hour arms over your head wimp and hook the cuffs to the plant hook in the ceiling.” still in pain I did as told. I had to sort of jump to get them hooked but finally got it. My toes barely touched the carpet.
“We need to make some changes” she said laughing
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