My Mistress - My Wife

My Mistress- My Wife   Chapter 5

Wedding Night Blues

It was a rough month. Miss Eve changed her mind about not allowing me an erection until the wedding. “Why should I be deprived of the pleasure of tasting your delicious cock, just because you are not allowed to ejaculate,” she pouted. “You do not want to deprive me of pleasure, do you, my good little boy?” Well put like that, how could I deny my Miss Eve her pleasure? So every other day, when Miss Eve removed my chastity belt to put on lube, she left it off while we performed a vigorous 69. I worshipped her pussy while she sucked my cock. The difficulty was that I would bring Miss Eve to two or three loud and shattering orgasms, while I was forbidden to cum. After Miss Eve was exhausted, she praised me for my tongue and lips, praised the taste of my hard cock, and then squeezed my balls hard, until my hard cock fell soft. Then she put on some lubrication and reattached the cb-6000. I could only become erect when she allowed it.

Sometimes she would further torment me. After the cb-6000 was reattached she would sometimes have me drink her piss directly from the source, and then lick her clean. This was a classic example of mixed emotions. I was degraded by drinking her piss; I was stimulated by cleaning her lips. I was pained by the desire to become erect which was a painful physical impossibility, and above all, I rejoiced in the pleasure that I was able to give her.

After one such session, as I was about to leave, she called me “David”. That meant that she wanted to talk to me as adult to adult. I sat down. “Is anything wrong?” I asked. “No, nothing wrong, nothing at all. I just think we should meet with our lawyers, to legalize our financial arrangement.” This concerned me greatly. The one thing that did concern me was ending up broke and on the street. My face must have shown my concern. “Don’t worry, David. I am not marrying you for your money. Your lawyer will be thrilled by the pre-nup that I am agreeing to.”

So we met with our attorneys. True to her word, Eve agreed to take much less than what she would be legally entitled to in event of my death, and limited her claim greatly in the event of a divorce. The way she drafted the proposal, if she wanted a divorce she would not get much at all. Even if I was the party to sue, her settlement would be limited and based on the years of our marriage. If I asked for a divorce within the first 3 years, her settlement would be limited to the salary as a kindergarten teacher which she was forgoing. She even insisted that I put some of my assets in trust for my children, so I would never be tempted to write them out of my will. She truly did not want my money, and I loved her even the more.

I met with my children the day before my wedding. They were originally quite hostile. Daddy, how could you do this? Don’t you know what she is after? I let them rant for a few minute before I showed them the trust. “This was done at her suggestion. I love you, you are my children. I love Eve very much. I have never known such happiness in my life. You will treat her, and me, with respect, if not love. I have the sole authority under the trust to send you interest payments, or even invade principal for you if you need extra help. I guarantee you that if you say anything to hurt Eve, or me, you will not receive a cent until I am dead and buried.” The next day, at the wedding, they hovered over Eve as if she was a long lost sister. I would go on to have a better relationship with them than I had since they were small.

Before the wedding Eve came to see me. She removed the cb-6000, telling me that she wanted me to be erect throughout the ceremony. That was not a problem. I hadn’t cum in a month; just looking at her, smelling her perfume, knowing that she would soon be mine made my cock hard as a rock. I was wearing the silk panties that Miss Eve had bought for me. I would always remember that Miss Eve owned my cock and balls.

The ceremony was beautiful. Miss Eve’s kindergarten students sang beautifully. My agent made a wonderfully humorous toast. He was in special good spirits because I had finished my book, and had given him a copy the day before. He said my writing was never better and we should get together in Hollywood after my honeymoon to sell the book to the movies. Things were great.

The ceremony and reception finally ended. Miss Eve had arranged for a chauffeur to drive us home. We wanted privacy more than anything else. Miss Eve spent the entire drive playing with my cock, through the silk panties. Oh did I want to cum!! Finally we arrived and I carried Miss Eve over the threshold. I quickly stripped, at her order, then Miss Eve told me to slowly and lovingly undress her. Miss Eve was still wearing her wedding gown, white, form fitting, sexy, and with a lot of buttons. My fingers were trembling as they strained to accomplish their task. Finally, I succeeded. My beautiful Miss Eve, so young, so sweet, looking so innocent, and being so dominating. I was sure that this would not be an ordinary wedding night.

“Take us into the bedroom” she whispered. Both of us naked, I carried her into the bedroom and placed her on the bed. “Ladies first” she giggled, “first satisfy me with your tongue and then I will allow you to have your husbandly rights.” So I knelt between Miss Eve’s legs, held her buttocks in my hands and began to pleasure her with my tongue. I slowly and lovingly worshipped her lips, taking my time. As much as I wanted to cum, my priority would always be Miss Eve’s pleasure. As Miss Eve began to flow, she had me role over. She perched her pussy on my lips and took my rock hard cock in her throat. “Don’t you dare cum without permission,” she reminded me as she rocked harder and harder on my face. I felt her juices flowing and heard her begin to moan. “Yes, little boy, good little boy, ohhh, so good, soo good. OHHH, OHHH!!!! That’s it YESSSS!!. She came so hard I was thankful she did not bite my cock by mistake. But she had her cum. Was it now, at last, to be my turn?

“David, you have been a very good little boy, and now it is time for me to be a good wife. Your turn, How do you want me?” I hadn’t really thought about it, I never really thought she would allow me such freedom, but here it was. “On your back with your feet next to your ears. That’s it. Now take your hands and open your labia wide for me. Now say it, ask me for it” “Yes, Fuck me, David, make me truly your wife. Let me feel your wonderful big hard cock penetrating my cock. Pound  it in me. Let me feel your lust. You are my man, I am here to please you, cum whenever you choose.”

I entered Miss Eve’s cunt slowly and lovingly. I had thought about this moment for a month. I was ready to cum any time. Miss Eve had kept me on edge for hours, but I was determined to take my time and bring Miss Eve to another cum, this time not with my tongue, but for the first time, with my cock. Her cunt!! What a delight. So hot, so moist, so tight. Eve kept her position as I penetrated her inner depths. She took her arms and pulled me into her. She was moaning, “harder, fuck me harder, let me feel that big cock, tear me apart. Hard and fast, harder and faster” her moans turned into high pitched keening. I could feel her cunt grabbing my cock, squeezing it, milking it. I could not resist. I started to pound my beloved Miss Eve. Hard as I could. She was mine. I was pounding her like a piston, my pubic bone pounding her clit. She was going to cum. I would not allow myself to cum until she did. But I wanted to cum so desperately. Finally I felt her explosion and I exploded myself, holding her tight, shooting my sperm deep within her. I collapsed, still holding her tight. Eve also collapsed, both of us exhausted from our mutual passion.

Finally  Eve stirred. “Please, let me….” She was still my wife, not yet my Mistress. I felt her pull out from under me and gently roll me on my back. She got on her knees and took my cock in her mouth. My cock, soaked with a combination of our juices. She grinned as she licked and sucked me clean. Finally, I was clean and Eve was smiling. “Was it worth waiting for, was it worth everything I put you through?” “Everything and more” I answered. “You are delight in every way. I love you so much.” “Good,” she said with a grin, “then it’s time for my good little boy to clean me.”

So once again I was the good little boy. I had never tasted sperm before. But I never in my life had a more enjoyable sexual experience. It was not only the physical, though that was earthshaking. It was the psychological. This young, beautiful woman was shouting in ecstasy how much she enjoyed the feel of my cock in her pussy, the taste of my cock in her mouth. Yes, I enjoyed her body, but she made it clear that she enjoyed my body too.  That was a far cry from my previous experience, where I was made to feel that the women who I slept with me were doing me a great favor, that there was no way that I could give them the physical pleasure that they gave me. Their reward would be in other ways. Here the young Miss Eve made it perfectly clear that her body was as responsive to me as my body was to her. I was thrilled. It was worth swallowing that mixture of her juices and my sperm. It was a strange taste, I don’t know if I could have swallowed it without the taste of Miss Eve’s sweet juices. It made me more grateful that Miss Eve loudly proclaimed her love for my taste. 

As I continued to suck Miss Eve’s pussy, something strange happened. My cock, only minutes ago completely drained, came back to life. It usually took at least a couple of hours for me to recharge after a climax, especially a draining explosive climax, such as I had only 15 minutes before. Yet here I was, again becoming hard as a rock. Miss Eve quickly rolled me on my back and mounted me. She sat on my cock, her pussy clenching and unclenching on my cock, rocking back and forth. “You feel so good in me little boy. Just remember, you must not cum without permission.” With that she continued to rock on my cock and milk me with her pussy. She was becoming more and more excited. I could see it on her face and fell it in her dripping cunt. I was becoming more and more excited. I was going to cum. I started to beg. “Miss Eve, please, your little boy begs you for permission to cum.” “Absolutely not, little boy, you will never be permitted to cum more than once a day, mostly not that often. Remember, you are here to please me.” She continued to rock on my cock and clench her cunt muscles. I did my best to control myself, but her cock was so wet and tight. Miss Eve was rocking faster and faster as she was reaching her climax. I was enjoying the sight of her beautiful tits as they rocked in front of my eyes. “Please Miss Eve, Please Miss Eve, I beg your permission, I beg your permission, I beg your permission” “NO!” was the last word I heard as Miss Eve began her noisy climax. She clenched her cunt muscles tightly as she climaxed, and I exploded myself. Miss Eve raised herself off my cock and my cum squirted in the air. “Bad, Bad boy. You have disobeyed my order. You will be punished so this never happens again.”

I was in big trouble. .I begged for forgiveness. “Of course I will forgive you. I love you. But first I must punish you, and train you. You must understand how bad your behavior was. When was the last time you came twice inside an hour?” I thought briefly. “Never, Miss Eve.” “Then what made you think you could cum a second time without permission?”  I stood silent. “I will do no permanent damage, but I will hurt you badly, severely. Do you understand?” “ Miss Eve, I beg you, punish me, harshly, severely. Give me great pain. I deserve the harshest punishment for disobeying you.”

She had me lay over her knees. She took out a special paddle, a wooden ping pong paddle with sand paper on each side. “I am going to paddle your ass 50 times. I am going to leave you bleeding. That will be only the first part of your punishment. You will count each stroke, thank me for punishing you and beg for another.” With that, she began. “One, Thank you Miss Eve for punishing me as I deserve, Please I beg of you, may I have another.”

The paddle was hard wood and it hurt. The sandpaper scratched my ass and would eventually cut the skin. I was hurting after one stroke, I would get 50. And then that was the only the first part of my  punishment.  “Two, Thank you Miss Eve for punishing me, as I deserve. Please, I beg you, may I have another.”

Miss Eve was kind. Not that she lightened her strokes, Not at all. If anything, they grew even heavier as she found the proper balance of her swing. But she did pause longer between her strokes, allowing me to scream, allowing me to cry, before reciting my mantra and receiving the next stroke. Finally she reached 50. I was crying like a baby. My ass was bleeding from the sandpaper. Miss Eve lat me recuperate for a few minutes, then said it was time for the second phase of my punishment.

“You are a writer, so I thought you would write something for me.” That did not sound bad. “You will print, very neatly, 100 times  “A good little boy does not ejaculate without the permission of his Mistress.” That did not sound so bad at all. Then she brought in a small wooden kindergarten chair and said that I would sit on it while I wrote my lines. Okay, uncomfortable, but not so bad. Then I saw that the seat was coated with a heavy layer of thick kosher salt. Ouch!!! When I sat down I felt the burning. In my bleeding ass. I wanted nothing more than to get up, to rise from the salt burning in my ass, but I could not. I had to write my lines to please my Mistress. And I had to print them neatly. It would take at least 90 minutes, I would have to sit, my bloody ass burning on the salt, printing my lines neatly. Finally I was finished. Was this the end of my punishment?

I guess not. I saw Miss Eve walking in, beautiful, naked, except for a strap on. Somehow or another, I knew where the business end of that dildo was going to end up. I was scared. I was not gay, never was. I never had anything up my ass before. I was going to lose my virginity. “Please, Miss Eve, I beg you, not that, anything but that.” She smiled and replied gently, “You must learn that your entire body belongs to me. You will do what I tell you, you will grow to WANT whatever I want you to want. Now you will beg me to fuck your ass with my dildo.”

In for a penny, in for a pound I thought. I love her. I wanted to make her happy. “Please, Miss Eve, I beg you, fuck me in my ass with your dildo.”

She bent me over the bed and had me spread my ass cheeks. “suck it, get the dildo nice and wet, I don’t want to hurt you too much.” I took that artificial penis in my mouth, a very strange experience for me. But I was learning that my body was no longer my own, it belonged to Miss Eve. Then she pulled it out of her mouth and placed it between my ass cheeks. She held it there briefly, she told me to loosen my ass, make believe I was taking a shit. Suddenly I felt her surge in my ass. Virgin no longer. Ouch!!! I felt something large tearing my ass. My ass was bleeding on the outside, now it was bleeding from the inside as well. With a strap on, Miss Eve could go on forever, and I was under too much pain to keep track of time, but eventually she pulled out. Was my punishment finally over?

Miss Eve strapped a metal cup over my cock and balls. I did not know what that meant until she said “This is to protect you in case I miss. I told you that I would not do any permanent damage. Scared is not the word for what I was feeling. Terrified was more like it. Miss Eve bound my wrists and attached them to the ceiling pulling me so I was on my toes. She then attached a leg spreader, so my legs were spread wide apart, with me forced to my tip toes. She showed me her whip. Single tail, 10 feet long, a knot at the leather tip. “Kiss it 10 time, as that is the number of times it will kiss you. You will count and beg as you did before.”

As I said, I was terrified. I had never seen a whip, let alone felt one. Having come this far, I had no choice but to trust my wife, my beloved Miss Eve. I kissed the whip 10 times and then I begged Miss Eve “Please Miss Eve punish me harshly, whip me for your pleasure” I heard the crack of the whip before I felt it. I am not a physicist, able to explain the mathematics, but the whip, well used, achieves a very high speed, much higher than a paddle. Its force lands on a tiny spot, as opposed to the paddle where the force is distributed over a larger area. In short, There was an explosion of overwhelming pain as the whip landed on my already bleeding ass. I screamed. I was literally speechless. I could not not stop screaming, the pain was overwhelming. Finally, I started to beg for mercy. “Please stop Mistress, it is too much, please stop. Mistress responded angrily if you are able to beg for mercy, you are able to thank me and beg for another as I require. If you fail me again, I shall double the lashes till 20.” I heard that and gathered my inner resources. Through my tears I counted. “One, thank You Mistress for punishing me as I deserve. Please Mistress, I beg you to whip me again.”  And so Mistress continued. Most were on my ass, but somme were on my back and on my upper thighs. Mistress was kind enough to give me time to come to myself after each lash. Each lash was an explosion of unbearable pain that I had no alternative but to bear. Finally she reached 10 and stopped.

Miss Eve left me hanging for a while. I could look down, at my feet, and see the blood running from my whipping. I thought I was through till once again Miss Eve brought in the wooden kindergarten chair with the kosher salt spread on the seat. “Another 100 lines. This time you shall print, neatly, My cock and balls belong to Miss Eve. My ass, my mouth, my nose, my entire body belongs to Miss Eve.” Would my punishment never end? Once again I sat on the salt coated chair, my bleeding ass burnt by the salt. It must have taken at least two hours for me to finish my task. I would remember this lesson forever. My cock and balls, my ass, my mouth my nose my entire body belong to Miss Eve. I exist to please her. I have no wish but to please her.  

That served me well, because this time Miss Eve came back wearing what I later learned was called a feel-doe. There was some device, I understand a vibrating device that was placed in Miss Eve’s pussy. She was able to keep this device inside her pussy by using her pelvic muscles. She did not use straps. There was a ridged bend which was used to stimulate the clit. “Now I will truly enjoy fucking your ass. With the dildo, which was 1 ¼ inches by 5 ½ inches all I could enjoy was your pain. I received no physical pleasure, only the psychic pleasure of causing you pain. With this, which is 1 ¾ inches by 6 ¾ inches on you end, I receive the pleasure of a vibrator in my cunt and the stimulation of my clit as I fuck your ass. I still get the psychic pleasure of causing you pain. I only used the strap on because it was smaller, better suited for a virgin ass. But you are not a virgin any longer. I am going to enjoy this. I am going to cum while fucking your ass. What do you have to say for yourself little boy?”

“Please, Miss Eve, fuck me in the ass with your new toy. Rape my ass. Tear it apart. It is yours to with what you want. I exist to please you. I would be honored to have you cum while you fuck my ass” So she did. Hard. But this time she got noisy as she enjoyed herself. I was crying and she was getting louder and louder. Then she started to slap my bloody ass. . She started screaming As my pain increased so did her ecstasy. YES YES YES. She must have cum as she collapsed on my back. Finally she pulled out of my ass. She walked around and had me lick it clean. “Your mouth belongs to me as well.”

When it was clean Miss Eve told me that my punishment was over. I started to thank her but she stopped me. “What is left is your final exam.” With that she inserted an enema bulb in my ass. “This is a small enema, only a pint of warm and soapy water.” When the bag was empty she removed the bulb and inserted a butt plug. As she had promised it was not painful. I had to move my bowels, the soapy water had done its job and I had to shit. But the butt plug did its job I was wondering what exactly the test was. Then she told me. She was going to remove the butt plug however I was not allowed to release, not allowed to shit without her permission.

Wow, that was a test. I had to shit and had no permission. As if that was not test enough, I was given a command. “Suck me, make me cum” Miss Eve sat down and I knelt between her legs. My anal muscles clenched my ass closed as tight as I could. My mouth and lips concentrated on bringing Miss Eve to a climax. The race was on. I felt her pussy, always moist and warm get hotter and wetter. Her juices were flowing. She started to wiggle and moan. Finally she started to shout as she climaxed. I had to shit I had to shit I had to shit. Why did Miss Eve not give me permission? Then I heard the dreaded word. “Again” . So here I was, with as ass full of soapy water dying to release but not able to, because of My Mistress’ orders. So I resumed my work with my tongue again between my Mistress’ legs. My only hope was that Mistress was highly orgasmic. So as I kept concentrating on clenching my ass. I used my lips on her pussy and clit.

Once again she came, loud and long.  I did not even dare to beg for mercy. My ass belonged to Mistress Eve. “Again” was the only word I heard. So I continued. I was in agony. I wanted to shit. I needed to shit I could not shit without permission. Finally she came a third time.  This time Mistress Eve collapsed completely. It took 30 seconds for her to open her eyes. “You have passed your test my beloved. Crawl to the toilet and shit for me.” I never heard sweeter words.

As I was sitting on the toilet Miss Eve spoke to me. “I love you, David. My favorite thing, the thing that gives me the most pleasure is using your cock as a dildo. I had to train you so serving my needs is the most important thing in your life so you can be the most important thing in my life. I will give you great pleasure. I will take great pleasure. You will obey me and please me.”

Miss Eve did take pleasure from my pain, but never again would she put through such an ordeal. I would please her and she would please me. I would obey her every whim and would enjoy pleasure that I never imagined could exist.

And we lived happily ever after.