I woke up a little groggy this morning. My wife Holly and I had a few glasses of wine with dinner last night and then hopped into bed for some vanilla fun. Well, I was a little tired and came pretty quickly. It happens, but I guess she didn't like the fact I immediately rolled over and went to sleep. Holly had to go to work early the next morning and was gone by the time I got up. When I got out of bed this note was taped to the mirror:

"This weekend I will be served completely; no exceptions. Over the past few months you have displayed mixed signals about your servitude to me. This will simply not do. You say you want to serve me and then you abruptly disobey me by choosing to not honor my wishes or even completely please me in bed. This will stop today. Be home at 6pm and make no plans for the weekend. YOU ARE MINE!" Signed Mistress.

 

Needless to say this sparked my curiosity. It is true we have had great sessions in our little make-shift basement dungeon but they are few and far between. I know we've both been busy with work but I have made little effort to please this woman I want to be my mistress. I talk about it sometimes when we are making love but it only serves to make me cum faster. I figured we'd be having one of our sessions this weekend and we would both be satisfied. But there was something about the tone of this note that was different. I don't know what, but it just didn't sound like her usual playful voice. Well, we'll see tonight.

 

When I got home from work Holly’s car was parked in the garage. I came through the back door I looked up the stairs to see Holly dressed to the nine's. Black leather thigh-high boots, a glimpse of fishnet stockings leading into her form fitted knee length black skirt. She had a fitted white button-down shirt exposing just a bit of her black silky bra below her creamy skin. Her hair was styled to that messy look that just looks hot, hot, hot! Damn she looked great. It looked like a promising weekend.

 

"Are we going out tonight honey." I said

"One of us is. Strip and lean over the dining room table". Hmm, a little intense but cool, I playfully scampered to the table and saw that she had the wrist cuffs anchored to the far legs of the table with a length of rope and the ankle cuffs to the near side of the table legs on the floor. 

"Wow, fun." I said

"That's enough, just do as you’re told for once."

 

I gladly obliged stripping naked and stood in front of the table. 

"Hand!" she said commandingly standing on the far side of the table. 

I leaned over the table and reached my left hand to the cuff on the corner. She secured it tightly but not with the seductive touch she usually has, she was rougher, even dare I say meaner?

 

"Hand" she said again now at the other cuff. 

I reached out and she locked my other hand in place.

She walked behind me and grabbed my leg securing it to one of the ankle cuffs.

Then the other leg and said "Spread 'em" grabbing my ankle and almost tearing me apart like a wishbone.

 

"Easy mistress, not so rough hua?" I said with a wink in my voice.

 

"That is precisely the tone we're going to address this weekend. Now listen, the only satisfaction you will feel this weekend is whatever satisfaction you can derive from my cock in your ass slave. You will understand that I am your Mistress and you are my slut slave. You will begin to fully understand my complete control over you. Much like a wild horse needs to be broken, I think it’s about time you are broken too! 

 

"What's up holly?" I said with a little concern in my voice.

 

Looking at me disapprovingly, "Your job from this point forward is to satisfy me always. As you know, sometimes I am satisfied when you take me to dinner and treat me like the lady I am. Sometimes I am satisfied when you suck my cock and beg me for more. Sometimes I am satisfied when I hear you in the other room laughing at a tv program. I don't expect you to forego your happiness all of the time, just to forego your happiness when it interferes with you making me happy.

 

Sometimes I am satisfied by you holding me at night when we go to sleep. It just depends upon my mood. It is your job to read my mind, to know what I need all of the time. Now I know you will make mistakes which is where this comes in" she reaches for the counter and grabs a thin bamboo cane and promptly strikes it across my ass five times. The pain was unbelievable. It was a very specific thin pain across my ass. Much harder than anything I have ever felt. Much more pain than even the hardest strikes from her crop. "We have entered into a new phase of our relationship. You see, I understand we cannot be mistress/slave 24/7 in the traditional sense of the roles but we can be "worshiped and worshiper" all of the time. If I am going to be your mistress I need this from you and you need to commit to this for us. Are you prepared to enter into this new phase of our relationship?

"Yes Mistress."

"Good. I feel in order to recalibrate our relationship we'll need to have a weekend of intensive sessioning. This weekend you will not cum but you will please me completely. Open your mouth", she said as she crammed a pair of her panties in.

"Do they taste good?"

"Yes mistress" I said in a muffle.

"I'm glad to hear that. These are the panties I was wearing last night when you failed to satisfy me. I wiped up your cum in them and saved them for you. How do they taste now?" I began to gag and started pushing them out of my mouth with my tongue when I heard the sound of duct tape unrolling and she quickly covered my mouth. "See slave" she whispered leaning over my naked body pressing herself against me, "I can anticipate some of your behaviors now, albeit bad behavior, but in the near future if you work hard to please me I feel I will be able to anticipate many more behaviors, and I expect them to be all good."   

 

"As you can see slave, I now demand to be pleased. Sometimes I am pleased when we make love as a vanilla couple, but with your behavior last night I am not sure you are up to the task. Tonight I will leave you cuffed to this table while I go to the club to find a man who could properly satisfy me with his cock. Obviously your little quick trigger can't get the job done. Does this make you unhappy slave?" she asks as she pulls back the tape from my mouth and removing the panties.

 

"Whatever pleases you mistress pleases me."

 

"That's better my little pet. Let’s keep these panties in your mouth while I'm gone. And as promised..." she re-secures the tape over my mouth and reaches into her stockings and pulls out the anal beads, "we'll put these into place while I'm gone too. They will help prepare you to take my cock." She squirts a large amount of ky into her hand and rubs it over my ass. She slowly works in one finger, then two then begins working in the beads. "Now slave, from what I have read you will need to begin to train these muscles to accept what I offer. It doesn't really matter to me but it will make it much less painful on you."

"Be a good boy while I'm gone and who knows, maybe I'll bring home a little surprise for you." She kisses me on the forehead and walks out the door.

 

Wow! I thought. She is really into this but I knew in the back on my mind that she would be back in a few minutes to continue the session.

 

Seconds turned into minutes, minutes into hours. I cannot believe she left me like this. And would she really screw another guy? No way. As the sun slowly went down I began to fully understand the seriousness of my situation. There I was strapped to the dining table, in the pitch dark, naked with beads in my ass and her panties soaked in my cum taped in my mouth. Then I heard the doorbell. “Oh shit.” I thought who could that be? We live in a quiet suburb and rarely get unannounced visitors. I grew angry trying to wiggle my way out of the cuffs but they were tight. Soon I fell exhausted onto the table beginning to adjust to my predicament. After a few quick knocks I heard the visitor walk down the steps, get into a vehicle and drive away.

I do love serving my mistress. And I have asked to be her slave. What should I expect? I have frequently spoken of my fantasies about serving her completely but I guess I never really thought they would become reality.

 

After what seemed days but was probably 4 hours I heard keys working the back door of the house.

“Boy its dark in here, are you still waiting for me slave?”

“Yes mistress.” I muffled.

She turned up the lights a bit on the dimmer switch.

“I must say slave I went out tonight unsure if I could go through with finding another, more prepared man to satisfy me but now I know I can.”

My heart fell through the table. I can’t believe she slept with another guy. I am all for this play life we have but that is a bond I thought we would keep forever. Then I began to think that it could be my fault. That I had failed my mistress and this is the consequence of my action. I began to fully feel her dominance over me. I felt at once defeated and in complete submission. If this was my new life then I will work hard to never let her down like that again. To never send her running into the arms of another man.

“Are you about finished cleaning my panties slave?” She removes the tape and pulls out the panties from my mouth.

“Yes mistress,” I said stretching my jaw.

“Good. I must say those young boys at the club sure do enjoy the company of a slightly older woman. I didn’t have to buy a drink all night. Do you see this slave?” She lifts her skirt to show me her soaked panties.

“Now I had considered the possibility that this spot would be another mans cum and another pair of panties for you to clean in your mouth but alas it is not. This is all my juice. Those boys made me quite wet. They know how to treat a woman and these two boys in particular, lets see their names were..” She reaches into her bra and pulls out a little slip of paper “Tim and Chuck. They were both very interested in your mistress and willing to come home with me tonight. I told them I had some work to do when I got home but that I would keep their phone numbers in case I ever needed them.” They seemed anxious to hear from me again.

“You see slave, I am not ruthless,” she said as she slid her fingers into her panties and began rubbing her wet spot. “I am willing to give you another chance before I turn to those two young men. But this is your last chance. If you disappoint me again I have learned tonight that I have the will and means to go through with this. Do you understand slave?”

“Yes mistress. I will please you. I will be your total servant.”

“We shall see slave. You’ve always have been good with talk, it’s the follow though with action part where you have your trouble. “

She pulled her fingers out of her panties and slid them into my mouth. I sucked each finger as they entered one at a time.

“Good slave. a more ruthless mistress were I and this could have been one of those boys cocks in your mouth.”

 

“Did you enjoy your time alone slave?” “Yes Mistress”

“Did you think about our new lives together and your new role?” “Yes Mistress”

“Were you feeling a little exposed lying here naked?” she said now rubbing my ass and tugging in the bead string.

“Yes mistress, someone came to the door and it scared me half to death.”

“Oh good,” she said running to the door. Maybe it’s your new toy.

I heard her open the door and say “great, I didn’t think it would make it today.”

She returned and tore open the box next to me revealing a black butt plug. It was about 3 inches long with a sort of hourglass shaped.

“This slave will serve as a reminder and a trainer for you.  Since you’ll begin taking my cock in your ass frequently I thought we should take the next step in preparing your ass hole for me. She reached for the ky tube and squirted it into her hand. Then she reached between my legs from behind and began stroking my cock with her lubed hand.

“Does this feel good slave”

“Oh yes Mistress”

“And now” she began pulling out the beads with her other hand.”

“Oh yes mistress” I clinched up and let the sensation of the beads leaving me rush through every muscle in my body. It was a sensation I had been curious about for years but never investigated fearing this would somehow affect my sexuality. She continued to stroke my cock as each bead popped out.

“slave, we are not only working this weekend on training this little ass of yours, we also need to work on your cum control. Just so we’re clear, you will never cum again unless I give you specific permission. “

As the last bead pops out she said “ in fact”.. and she walked over to the stairs and went up toward our bedroom. After a few minutes she returned wearing only her black bra with matching panties and thigh high stockings and a piece of tissue wrapping paper and a few of our sex toys. I didn’t have a clue.

“Now where was I slave? oh yeah.” She reached under me and continued to stroke my rock hard cock.

“We will use this paper as a training aid. We’ll put this here.” She placed it between my spread legs directly under my cock. “If you release even one drop of cum I’ll now know.” Won’t that be helpful slave? “

“Yes mistress.”

Reaching again for the ky she squeezed a large dollop into her hand and showed me as she began lubing up the plug. 
”Now slave, I recommend you relax and take this in like a good slut. We’re not going to stop until it’s in place so no whining.”

Rubbing lube all over my ass she begins working the plug into place. I tensed up and lifted my upper body up as much as the bondage would allow.

“Relax slave, relax.” She whispered as she rubbed my back with one hand and worked the plug with the other. I thought she was going to split me in half at first. It didn’t look that big but is sure felt huge. As she twisted in the tip she slowly worked in the rest. The initial pain released into pleasure. It was all I had ever dreamed the experience would be. I was being violated by my mistress and being drawn further into my submission with every minute. Once I became comfortable with the feeling of the plug it became almost instantly orgasmic. While she was working it in my hard-on had wilted but with a quick regrip of my long limp cock I was back at attention.

 

“That’s better slave. I like you to keep a hard cock for me. That way I know you’re thinking of me.”

Now that your plug is in place I have another little surprise.” She pulls out her butterfly vibe with straps and begins attaching it to my balls.

“This will be a test slave of your ability to control yourself and to serve your mistress’ wishes.  I’m going to turn this on” she walks around to the front of the table with the controller and the vibe starts working my swollen balls, “and you’re going to watch me pleasure myself with my other little friend here.” She pulls out her other vibrator. Its phallic shaped and purple. “Get this nice and wet for your mistress so it slides right in slave.” She jams the rubber cock into my mouth and sends it immediately to the back of throat. I gag a bit then mistress says “ you’d better improve that task as well slave. Who know when I’ll be forcing a real cock in your mouth.”

 

She forces it in and out “that’s it slut, work that cock for your mistress.”

Positioning herself on a stool with her feet on the table and her pussy directly in front of my face she begins pleasuring herself. 

“Listen to me carefully slut slave, you are ordered to not leak a drop of cum from that little cock of yours. If you do you won’t cum for a month. Do you understand?

“Yes mistress.”

She began with her vibe on the top of her fully swollen pussy on slow speed rubbing it in circles.

“Slave, I have faith in you. Don’t let me down.”

I watched as she worked all around her pussy and then slowly slid it in. She let out a long moan. :Oooh that feels nice. How is your pussy feeling slave?”

“Good mistress”

“That’s a good slave” she says reaching for the remote control for the butterfly attached to my balls.

“I know that vibe feels good on low but I want to make sure you can feel it all of the way to your toes.” She cranks it up to high and I about collapse.

 

I never realized how sensitive my balls could be. The force of the butterfly was even vibrating the plug. I was in complete ecstasy and complete torment at one time.

You see slave, I am a goddess. I am the best looking Woman you have ever laid eyes on. This is how you should remember to think of me.

“Yes mistress” I whimper.

“ Do you think of me that way slave?”

“Yes mistress”

“That’s interesting” she says working her vibe more aggressively, “as that is not always how I feel you think of me. I know sometimes that is how you think but it’s usually when your little hard on is looking for attention. I wish to only feel this way slave, having your full attention and full servitude.” She said forcefully nearing climax.

I am a woman of great beauty and grace. A goddess of supernatural powers that will be worshiped by you, “staring me straight in the eyes muscles strained throughout her body. “You will serve me slave, FOREVER!” she screams and then closes her eyes begins to cum in a loud deep growl forcefully rubbing the vibrator on her soaking wet pussy.

 

She falls into a heap on the stool and grows quiet with a big grin on her face.

I love to see her this way. Completely satisfied and happy. She is her most beautiful at these times. The stresses of daily life a million miles away.

She inches back to reality “Now let’s see how you did slave,”

She gets up and walks around the table. Grabbing by still vibrating balls from behind she strokes down to my cock and collects the precum from the end of my rock hard cock around her finger.

“Interesting slave, you have generated quite a mouthful for yourself but it appears as though you haven’t let go of a drop.

She releases the butterfly from my balls and I release a huge sigh of relief.

 

“You have done well in your first of many tests you’ll perform this weekend. I am proud of you. Your reward tonight…” she sticks her fingers in my mouth to be cleaned, I prayed we were going to fuck like mad right her on the table. “ is you’ll be able to hold your mistress as she falls asleep.”

She begins removing the plug slowing twisting it out. Then she released the my attachments to the table one at a time until I was again free. Well as free as I was ever going to be again.

“Clean up this mess, return the items to the dungeon after you clean them and meet me in my bedroom. “

After about 20 minutes of running around cleaning up from my evening of torment I arrived in the bedroom to find her in her pajamas and under the covers. It looked like any hope of getting a little action before be was fading.

“slave, you’ll need to attach your chastity collar. We can’t have you getting any ideas as we sleep can we?”

“I don’t know if I’ll be able to get that thing on. My cock is still swollen.”

“A cold shower, a rubber mallet, I don’t care what it takes, you’d better be in this bed in 5 minutes with that thing in place.”

I went into the bathroom and ran cold water in the sink. I was able to get by cock close enough to get it down a little but not enough to make it fit. So into the shower I hopped, freezing cold as it was. Within 30 seconds I was shrunken enough to get the cb2000 in place.

“Mistress do you wish to secure the padlock”

“Good boy, come over here.”

I toweled off and went to her and she locked it in place.

Okay, now I guess we’re not having sex tonight I thought.

Put some underwear on and get into bed.

I did as she told and she backed into my spoon and immediately fell into deep sleep.

As least one of us will have a good night’s rest.