Merry Christmas Darling

Thanks for the comments guys and your continued interest over the weeks. It has not been easy to write this story. Finding time is always difficult. I wanted to keep it as close as possible to what really happened whilst at the same time keep it entertaining and exciting. Reality is never as straight forward as a story and I freely admit that I have missed out a lot of the more mundane stuff as well as the more painful thoughts and feelings I've had since my wife and I began our adventure. There is really only one episode to go now and I urge all those who have kindly read the story up to this point to stick with it. I think the final part will surprise you. As I've said from the start, my tail is real. Everything I've described happened to some extent at some time. Yes I know it seems a little hard to believe. It's hard for me sometimes and I was there! At the end of the day I can prove nothing, at least not without compromising those involved. So please feel free to accept it as real or as just a story. So long as you enjoyed it who cares right ?
It has been a cathartic experience fo me putting it all on 'paper' and I thank you for your patience and your interest. Please enjoy the last part, when it comes. Maybe we could then get a discussion going on related points ? I would be happy to join in. Thanks again.

Thank you!

I'm going to mark the end of this story as a holiday on my calendar

However it ends, this story has already surpassed legendary status. ;)

I was really looking forward to an update this weekend...o well take your time it will be well worth the wait !

I spent a cold uncomfortable night lying in the bath. John visited me again during the night and smiled mockingly down at me as he once more emptied his baladder over me. Soon after it was my wife's turn. Somehow I felt even more humiliated as she coldly thrust her cute behind over the edge of the bath before showering me with her warm salty offering. The bath plug was in so I had to lie there in a shallow pool of their combined piss as the minutes ticked slowly by.
The next morning I could here them making love. Afterwards they both enjoyed a long morning piss. At least it was warm, I had been shivering all night. My body was one huge aching muscle and I groaned in relief as John released my legs from their raised position.
'Now turn over sweety,' my wife instructed, 'Get busy with that tongue. I want all that mess cleaned out of my bath right now. When you're finished I'll release your hands and you can take a nice shower.

The promised shower was a cold one but at least I could rinse out my mouth. Once finished and dried I was ordered to lift the toilet lid and put my head inside. I had to cuddle the bowl as my wrists were cuffed in place around the outflow pipe. The lid was dropped down onto my head and suddenly my face was pressed under the water as my unfaithful wife stradled the toilet to sit heavily down onto the half closed lid. My first scream was lost underwater as I felt a blaze of red hot fire sear my ass cheeks. Torn between the terror of drowning and the fear of another scorching stroke of the cane across my quivering backside, I struggled futilely. After two more agonising wacks I felt the weight lift from my head and I pulled back gasping for air.
' We have a big day ahead of us slave,' anounced my wife. 'I will require instant unquestioning obedience from you throughout. If you let me down you find yourself becoming even more familiar with my toilet. Do I make myself clear?'
I was just about to answer, to reassure my wife that I would do whatever she demanded, but I was too slow. Down went my head as her pretty ass descended. Whack.....whack.......whack ....that infernal slice of bamboo again. Air !!! cried my starving lungs, Air !!! Whack....whack....whack.
Then suddenly, up with my head as I gasped and caughed toilet water. 'Please maam,' I squeeled, 'I promise ! Anything you say ! I'll be good I swear ! Please !'

After another shower, hot this time, I entered the bedroom where my wife was waiting. 'John has gone out so I have all day to amuse myself with my slave,' she said as she took the rubber relax sac from the wardrobe and helped me into it. Pulling back the quilt she had me lie on the bed before carefully arranging it back in place. 'I put the electric blanket on for you, ' she informed me. I was grateful at first after such a cold night. Soon though the combined effects of heated underblanket, rubber bondage sac and heavy quilt had me sweating profusely. As my wife slipped out of her dressing gown and slid naked into bed beside me I was reminded of the prescence of the iron maiden. The heat coupled with the erotic sensation of rubber bondage and then the close proximity of my gorgeous naked wife resulted in my first experience of what a cruel device it was. Agony ! I was sure those damnable pins must have pierced my flesh. I had visions of warm rivers of red running from my groin. The thought at least dampened my enthusiasm which caused my poor manhood to shrink, easing my discomfort. That is until my teasing spouse began to tickle my cock through the thin layer of rubber as she kissed my lips, sliding her inquizitive little tongue between my teeth. This was too much ! After so long starved of affection, denied the gentle touch of the woman I loved, my head span ! My cock thrust up and out desperately seeking her attention, only to be stabbed painfully by those inhumanly cruel pins once more.
Pulling back my wife reached to floor at the side of the bed, retrieving her pink fluffy dressing gown and wrapping it tightly around my head. I breathed in her scent sighing in pleasure then groaning in agony as the maiden performed so expertly its allotted role.
'I think we should have a chat slave,' began my mistress wife. 'That is if you don't mind.'
I shook my head enthusiastically. Anything to keep her here beside me. Even the burning pain of the pins encircling my poor used cock meant nothing if I could just keep her here in our bed, beside me, giving me her hallowed attention.

Yes! Thank you so much, blue! ))

Thank you!!!!!!!!!

I can't wait till I find out what the chat is about. Please blue continue! When I am reading this it feels like I am in heaven

Good grief. Enough Blue. Whether this is real or fiction, it's time for you to finish this and move on. Especially if it's real in fact.

shut up peakmb

this story is what some people live for

humanchair,
we are all entitled to our opinions. If you look back you'll see praise from me on this story far more times than criticism. I'm sure Blue has no use for sycophancy anyway. I'm not going to get into a pissing contest with you. There's no sport shooting fish in a barrel in any case.

I'm sorry about any misunderstanding I was just joking with you. Of course I respect your opinion, which is why I put that goofy smile face aftwerwards to indicate I was just joking. Anyways, no hard feelings.

It fucking scared me a few times too, I thought , but I kept quiet, wondering where this was going and most importantly, if it meant I could cum soon !
'The thing is though honey, I don't know if I could live without it now. The thought of going back to normal just depresses me. I'm sorry babe, but I have to be honest with you. I never thought things would go this far. It was supposed to be just a game. But you seemed to slot into your role so well. No matter how bad I made things for you, you just kept putting up with it.'
'That's because I love you.......maam,' my muffled voice proclaimed.
'I know that sweetheart, I really do. How could I doubt it ? But you have to admit there is more to it. You love being my slave. You yearn to serve me. You live to be used and used by me now, don't you ?'
After a long pause I nodded, it was true.
'So how could you go back to playing the role of husband, lover, provider, man of the house ? You'd be just as depressed by that as me wouldn't you ?'
'Yes maam, but.......'
'Shush slave ! How dare you interupt me ? I've thought long and hard about this. I really think I know what's best for both of us. However, because I love you so much, I'm prepared to let you decide. I've had a wonderful time with John. He's been great for us both. The thing is though, I'm married to you. I don't need another husband and letting things go any further would be really unfair to him. I've discussed this with him and he's decided to leave. Shirley, his lady is moving to Scotland with her work and John is going with her.'
'Yes !!!' I thought. Then I felt guilty. My wife was right, he had played his role well. Although originally he had tried to get my wife to leave me, once she made our situation and her feelings clear to him, he had performed perfectly in his role as my wife's lover and my cruel tormentor.
'That does not mean that anything else has to change though, unless you want it to. There are three options slave. Number one, we end the game and at least try to go back to a normal relationship. Number two, we continue as Mistress and slave but with me being free to relax with anyone I wish and you being my chastified, sissy slave. Or, finally option three, I could leave you and go with John.'
What !? No please ! 'I love you maam,' I cried, twisting my head trying to shake loose her dressing gown from my face so that I could see her, talk to her.
'Stop that right now !' she scolded, 'Let me finish. There's no need for you to panic. The decision will be yours. Let me explain.'
I was all ears.
'I am going to test you today slave. I need to know what you really want and how much you want it. Your performance in those tests will determin where we go from here. I will be taking off the iron maiden soon, I'm sure you'll be pleased to know. However, under no circumstances will you allow that ridiculous little tail to dribble any of its worthless slime. At least not without my permission. If you do then I will assume that you did so because you wanted the game to end and to go back to a so called normal life.'
Fuck, that was going to be difficult. How could I not cum ? With the spikes removed I was sure just the smell of her perfume would have me squirting like a fire hose !
' I and some friends will be teasing, torturing and tormenting you to test your resolve. If you show any sign of dissobedience to any of us, if you hesitate to obey immediately then I will be leaving you. I will assume that since you have not cum you don't want to go back to our old lives and that since you cannot behave as suitable slave for me and do as you are told, well then you are no good to me. I will leave you tied in the sac until I'm gone. Julie can let you out........ eventually, then you will have no way of finding me. You will never see me again. Do you understand slave ?'
Nodding my head, mind racing, cock impaling itself on those heartless spikes, I lay there at her mercy, in the unlikely event she had any .
'Only if you behave as a perfect slave and refrain from cumming selfishly will I stay with you, as your mistress, forever. I will continue to hurt and use you, punish and humiliate you. You will be my perfect loving slave and I will be your cruel and heartless mistress. The difference is that it will be permanent. No chance of changing ever. It will not escalate to dangerous extremes. It won't need to. You will exist to serve me. I will exist to have fun. You will be my everyday servant, nohing more and nothing less. No extremes, no pushing the envelope. I will not spare even a single thought for your needs or your desires. I will be a true full time mistress and you will be my slave. Are you ready to begin slave ?'
What choice did I have ? I wasn't even sure of which option I wanted. I knew I didn't want her to leave, although even the thought of that was very sexy in a way. But did I want to be her slave forever, just an incosequential convenience to her, the woman I loved, my wife.

'I said are you ready ?'
'Yes maam,' I mumred through the heavy fluff of her dressing gown.
'Good, then I'll go and get your first visitor'.
What visitor ? What was going on here ?
I heard her leave then a few minutes later the dressing gown was unwrapped from my sweating face and I lay blinking against the sudden bright light.
'Hello slave, ' greeted Mistress Shirley. 'I came to say goodbye. We've had some fun together haven't we ? It's a shame its all got to stop. But maybe you can visit sometimes and we can catch up. Would you like that slave?' she smiled as she produced a key and unlocked the iron maiden.
Shit it hurt ! The biting sensation suddenly increased then, as M Shirley's gorgeous fingers began to stroke the tip of my ***d cock, the pain faded away to be replaced by an overwhelming rush of sheer pleasure !
When she suddenly stopped and left go I felt like crying until I saw her produce a packet of condoms from her purse. I was trembling uncontrolably as she slid one, two then three of them onto my desperately bobbing cock.
'There thats the best I can do for you. Hopefully, for your sake, that should dull the sensation enough for you to survive my going away present.'
I watched enthralled as M Shirley lifted her skirt revealing her knickerless crotch. Then climbing onto the bed she lifted one black stockinged leg over my hips to position herself over my groin. When she took my poor cock in her hand and, aiming it at her smooth shaved pussy, began lowering herself down, I finally did burst into tears. It had been so long since I had felt the hot velvet insides of a woman's pussy ! Just the initial penetration was enough, I was going to cum. Then I remembered my wife's warning. I had to stop it. I had to take my mind off it. But it was no use, I couldn't help it. Then suddenly pain, shocking sickening pain as M Shirley grasped my balls and wrenched them hard.
'Aaaagh !' I cried.
'No cumming slave, remember ?'
'Yes maam,' I blurted. 'Sorry maam.'
Laughing at my helpless predicament she unfurled her legs, stretching them out along my body hugging my face with her stilletoed feet.
'Right slave, this is all you get. No movement, just the feeling of being inside a woman. I wanted you to feel it for the last time, so you'll remember. You've got two minutes to enjoy it and commit it to memory. Why don't you make yourself useful and lick my shoes clean while you have the chance.'
'Yes maam, thank you maam,' I grovelled. I knew she was not going to let me cum. I knew she was just torturing me but I couldn't help myself. I licked avidly at those shiny black shoes, sucking the heels and thanking my mistress for honouring me with the task.
All too soon she lifted off me. As I lay sweating inside the rubber sac, staring helplessly up at her severe beauty, she walked to a set of drawers and took from one the rubber mask that so often my wife had enjoyed using in conjunction with the sac. Opening the neck she spat several times inside it. Finally she placed the mask carefully on top of the drawers and came back to lean over me.
'Goodbye slave,' she smiled, ' have a desperately frustrating, humiliating and painful life.' I closed my eyes expecting her to show her derision by spitting in my face. I opened them in surprise when I felt her lips lightly kiss my forehead. Then she walked out of the room closing the door behind her.

This is keeping me on the edge of my seat..please continue blue! I am very excited for the next update.

I love this section


The promised shower was a cold one but at least I could rinse out my mouth. Once finished and dried I was ordered to lift the toilet lid and put my head inside. I had to cuddle the bowl as my wrists were cuffed in place around the outflow pipe. The lid was dropped down onto my head and suddenly my face was pressed under the water as my unfaithful wife stradled the toilet to sit heavily down onto the half closed lid. My first scream was lost underwater as I felt a blaze of red hot fire sear my ass cheeks. Torn between the terror of drowning and the fear of another scorching stroke of the cane across my quivering backside, I struggled futilely. After two more agonising wacks I felt the weight lift from my head and I pulled back gasping for air.
' We have a big day ahead of us slave,' anounced my wife. 'I will require instant unquestioning obedience from you throughout. If you let me down you find yourself becoming even more familiar with my toilet. Do I make myself clear?'

My mind was still reeling as I drew the fading scent of M Shirley's perfume through my flared nosrils. Suddenly the door opened and there looking down at me favouring me with a cute but wickedly calculating grin was young Julie. It was still difficult for me to think of her as Mistress Julie. My wife said she was in her early twenties but she looked younger. What made it more difficult was the sexy school girl uniform she was wearing. White fitted blouse with school tie, short grey skirt, bare legs and , I noticed as she climbed onto the bed then onto my chest, knee length white socks and cute little black patent leaher platform shoes with straps and buttons.
As she made herself comfortable sitting cross leged on my chest I looked up at her pretty face. Her weight made it hard to breath but I could see in her cruel shining eyes that my comfort was not her priority.
'Hello sissy,' she greeted me.
'Hello maam,' I mumred, feeling ridiculous as I always did in her prescence.
'You look all hot and bothered down there.'
She wasn't wrong. I was sweating buckets inside the rubber sac and had to keep blinking to clear the salty fluid as it ran in a river from my forehead.
'I hope you aren't too hot to have some fun with me sissy,' she wined, her bottom lip protruding huffily.
'No maam, I will do anything you say.'
'Of course you will silly. You don't have any choice do you? Now you can start by cleaning my shoes. Go ahead lick them slave.'
She giggled as she watched me, red faced and sweating, licking slavishly at the shoes of a girl half my age.
After a while she dug one heel into my forehead and levered off a shoe closely followed by the other one. I then had the honour of kissing the bottom of her white socked feet.
'That's a good boy,' she cooed.
OK, I thought, not the proudest moment of my life but hey, it could be worse, especially with this cruel hearted bitch. Besides, her feet were very cute and the smell and feel of them was causing my deprived cock to bounce like a bandleaders batton !
Swivelling round on my chest M Julie looked doen at my cock and giggled. 'Oh boy, somebody's in need of some loving here aren't they ?' Then I felt the soles of her cutely socked feet press up against the sides of my cock and I was transported. After so long in chastity it was ultra sensitive. I groaned in exstacy and, thinking I might cum and spoil her fun, she quickly removed her feet. I groaned again, this time in discomfort, as she shuffled around pulling off her socks. I was still wearing the three condoms and now M Julie slid one sock over my straining cock before wrapping the other one around it. Just a few tugs of her dainty little hands and I could have cum so hard ! It was not to be that easy though. She just squeezed gently, enough to make me groan and plead for mercy. Her responce was to laugh lightly and remove the taunting socks. Swivelling round to face me again she stuffed then into my mouth causing my cheeks to bulge.
'There you go slave, now you've used them you'd better clean them. Get fucking sucking right now you fucking pervert !'
Her change of mood was as sudden as it was terrifying and my mouth worked desperately to suck and clean the young lady's socks.
After watching me for a while she turned to face my feet once more. I groaned in an exstacy of sensation as I felt her bare toes circle my cock and begin twitching against its sides. I couldn't come, my wife would go mad ! It would be the end of our game. All over, back to normal. But so what ? What a way to finish.'Fuck it !' I thought. 'I can't fight this, I'm cumming, I'm finally fucking cumming, Aaagh! Shit ! Cold ! The little bitch had removed her feet and dropped a bag of ice onto my groin.
Turning to face me she was laughing so hard that tears were rolling down her cheeks. It was a good thing I was so effectively restrained in that damnable sac or I think I would have *******ed her, strangled the bitch !

'You are a silly little slave aren't you ?' she taunted. ' You know what it means if you cum don't you. Your days as a sissy chastised slave would be over for good and I don't think you really want that do you ? More importantly, I don't want it. I intend to have a lot more fun with you yet. You wouldn't want to spoil that for me would you?'
'No maam,' I managed to spit out, as she pulled her socks from my mouth.
'I should think not. Now get your filthy pathetic slave mouth busy and suck my toes. If you do a good job I'l tell you about one of the things I have in mind for you.'
Licking and sucking slavishly, I did my best as my once more deprived and deserted cock continued stupidly and futilely to perform its dance of passion with only empty air to urge it on.
'You are such a baby aren't you slave. I think you should be treated like one. The next time your wife goes out with a real man I'm going to come over and look after you. I'll be your baby sitter. While your wife gets ready for her date I'm going to undress you and put a diaper on you with plastic pants too. Maybe I'll get some adult baby clothes from one of those internet sites. I'll dress you up so cute, give you a baby bottle of milk so suck on and sit you at my feet. What do you think your darling wife's reaction will be when she comes down stairs and sees you ?'
Fuck ! Even the thought of it was making me blush bright red !
'While she's out I'll feed you lots of milk in your little bottle. Of course you'll be forbidden to use the toilet so eventually the inevitable will happen. And when it does I'll probably get really angry with you. You'll go over my knee for spanks ! Babies have to learn not to dirty their nappies doing pee pees in them.'

I'd never been into the adult baby thing but the way M Julie was describing it was driving me nuts. She should have left the bag of ice in my lap. I was beginning to think I was going to need it. Then she spun round again and reached down to pull off the three condoms that M Shirley had placed on my cock in an effort to reduce its sensitivity. The feeling as M Julie's toes tickled at the sides of my bare cock was beyond words !
' After your well deserved spanking it will probably be bed time for baby. If I can persuade your wife and mistress to get a baby cot for you I'll put you to bed in that. You can suck your dummy while you wait for your wife, or should I say mommy to come home. When she does she'll come quietly into the room and tuck you in, maybe give you a little kiss on your baby forhead before she joins her lover in her big comfortable bed in the next room.'
Oh Fuck ! Here we go again ! Please don't do this to me ! Please let me come .
'Please maam, oh fuck ! Please , please I'm cumming, I'm sorry, I need, I need to.... Oh fuuuuuck!'
Cold ice in my lap and the sound of girlish laughter as she climbs off me and walks barefoot out of the room.
Fuck, I hated that bitch ! So why was I twisting round desperately to lick the cute little shoes she had left either side of my head?

"Fuck, I hated that bitch ! So why was I twisting round desperately to lick the cute little shoes she had left either side of my head? "

haha i love this story! i am addicted and i don't know what i'll do when it ends lol. Please continue with more

I had no time to recover before my gorgeous wife entered the bedroom hand in hand with her lover John. He was completely naked while she wore only a pair of flesh coloured nylons held up by a white suspender belt. From the state of my wife's hair and the satisfied grins on each of their faces it was obvious that they had just made love. As they got closer I could smell it too.
'Help me turn him over sweetheart,' she asked him.
I was quickly manhandled until I lay face down on the bed. John then seated himself above my head with his back to the head board. Shit, I hated being so close to him, especially in his naked state. I wondered desperately what they had in mind for me as I heard my wife reminding me, 'Remember slave, the slightest sign of dissobedience and you will never see me again.'
With that she manouvered herself into position sitting above my head, her back resting against her lover and her legs stretched out either side of me. Grabbing my hair she pulled my head up before shuffling down the bed and releasing it to lie on her stomache. 'I think you deserve a treat for being such a good slave so far,' she said graciously, ' John and I just had some fantastic goodbye sex and, since it will be a long time before I can trust anyone else enough to take me bareback like he does, I thought you might like a nice warm cream pie.'
Actually, I didn't. I had never cared for the idea but had always put on a brave face to please her, not to mention to earn points toward a long overdue orgasm ! I hated the taste like I hated the guy who put it there. I also hated the fact that he could so freely partake of something that was so strictly and heartlessly denied to me. Fuck, I hated having to belittle myself in front of him ! So why, as I thanked my mistress for her kindness and bent to my task, was my cock digging so hard into the matress ?
As the thick salty slime flowed freely onto my tongue the realisation that my cock had been left free hit me. What was more, I had the oportunity of enough friction from the matress to do the trick. I could cum !
'Don't even think about it slave, ' my wife warned, 'If I see the slightest movement from your girly thighs I'll get Julie in here to remind you what she likes to do with a cane. Now get on with it, lick me. Lick your master's spunk from your mistress's pussy. After today you will find that , as my servant, such pleasures will seldom be available to you. Access to my pussy will have to be earned as a rare treat. Now show me some gratitude or I might just leave you anyway !'
'Please no, ' I thought, as I licked with gusto, sucking and teasing her clit, seeking to please her any way I could. I couldn't loose her. Not now. Not after all I had been through. I loved her more than ever. I was nothing without her . Nothing !

Even over the sounds of my slurping lips and tongue I could hear them kissing. Straining my neck to look up I could see his hands roughly fondling her gorgeous breasts as she moaned her pleasure into his mouth. Her hips began to buck as I felt her hands grab my head, fingers entwining my hair powering my face into her soaking pussy.
'Oh darling ! Yesssssss, Ohh yesssss. YES ...YES.....YEEEEEEEESSSSSSS!!!!!!'
How I longed for those words, that outpouring of passion to be for me ! Maybe it was, at least partly right ?
'Oh John darling, I love you! I am going to miss you so much ! My handsome lover, my darling, my love !'
Ok maybe not, I conceeded.
'That was a lovely going away present babe,' she informed him happily as she climbed from the bed. 'Now it's your turn. Turn around and make yourself comfortable on my slave's chest babe.'
Plonking his ass unceramoniously down on my chest he folded his legs under him and sat lsmirking down at me. I knew that whatever this treat my wife had in mind for her lover was, it was not likely to be much fun for me.
'Ok now inch forward just a lttle darling,' she coaxed him. 'Slave open your mouth.'
Oh cuckolds brownie, I thought, not good, NOT GOOD ! His previously semi erect cock was growing quickly in anticipation as fast as mine was shrinking.

'Listen carefully slave and remember the rules,' she warned.' You will take your master's precious balls into your mouth. Holding them there gently and respectfully, you will use your worthless tongue to bathe and tease them.'
Oh fuck ! No way ! I couldn't do this, I couldn't ! I closed my mouth like a trap.
'Of course,' my wife interupted my paniced thoughts, ' If it's a problem, if you don't respect me enough to want to please me, if you don't love me enough to allow me to use you as I see fit....... just say so. No hard feelings. I'll leave with John now.'
I couldn't believe I had gotten myself into this. I would do anything for her, but come on ! Why was she doing this ? Did she want me to refuse ? Was she just looking for an excuse to leave me ?
'Now come on sweetheart,' she coaxed me gently, smoothing my troured brow with her cool hand. 'This is for me. I want to give John the besy blow job he ever had, or ever will have. A going away present. So he won't ever forget me. But I need your help. It's ok. You'll be fine. Trust me. I love you but if I'm going to own you I have to know, I have to be sure that you are mine totally, body and soul. You have to show me there is nothing you won't do to make me happy. I need to be sure that you will never dissobey me.
Oh fuck get me out of here, make this be over please ! Looking into those bright sexy green eyes I was lost and I knew it. She knew it too. She smiled as I opened my mouth wide. John's heavy balls were too big. I stretched as wide as I could but my wife still had to gently manhandle them one at a time into my waiting mouth. Once they were in I could close my jaw slightly to ease the strain. The taste was awfull. The feeling disgusting. Worst of all though was the view. Looking up I found myself staring between his buttocks. Mercifully, as soon as my wife bent and slid her soft red lips over his proudly bobbing organ of flesh, he dropped his weight squashing my features into his buttocks and cutting off all light.
Remembering my duties I steeled myself and began swirling my tongue in the limited space left by his heavy balls. I could hear him groaning loudly and admonishing my wife to, 'Suck it bitch ! Oh yea thats it . Fuck I'm gonna miss you too !'
Mercifully it was only minutes before his hips began to pump, sliding his cheeks over my sweating face. I felt his balls lift against the back of my teeth as he raised up to push his pulsing cock further down my wife's eager throat.
'Fuck yea come on ! Fucking bitch ! I'll give you a load to remember me by ! Fucking cumming down your throat while your fucking wimp husband sucks my balls ! OHHHHHH FUUUUCKKKKKK !!!!!!!
Pulling his disgusting balls carefully from my mouth John slid from the bed to embrace my wife. He went to kiss her but she stopped him. Going to the set of drawers near the bed she took from the top the rubber mask. Opening it she spat out John's substantial offering then closed the neck and smoothed out the mask spreading his cum evenly around the inside.
'That's for you babe,' she smiled at me, ' for the next part of the test.

John put his clothes back on but my wife just slipped into her fluffy pink dressing gown before leaving the room together. 'Won't be long slave, just going to see John out,' she called over her shoulder. She was gone a while and I thought I heard her coming back but it was M Julie.
'Hi there again slavey. Still lieing around doing nothing I see. Well you won't have such an easy life when I'm baby sitting I can assure you. Now where are my shoes?'
She found them at the side of the bed and, picking them up went to leave. 'Oh I almost forgot again !' Going over to the drawers she picked up the rubber mask and opened the neck. 'Oh cuckolds brownie ! That is disgusting ! You are one sick little pervert wanting to stick your head in there ! Oh well, each to his own I suppose.' With that she bent forward and spat five times into the mask. 'Don't know if you'll be able to taste my spit in there sissy but its the thought that counts right?' Laughing she put the mask down and went to leave just as my wife came in.
'Just getting my shoes,' Julie explained.
'That's ok sweetheart, no need to explain. If you're going to be looking after my slave sometimes then I have to trust you. Which I do. Anything you decide to do to my sissy excuse for a slave is ok with me. '
'Ok thanks, I'll remember that,' answered Julie.
'Just so long as it's either really painfull, really frustrating or really humiliating,' my wife added.
'Of course, ' laughed Julie, ' That goes without saying. See you tomorrow night.'
Turning to me my wife teased, 'Julie's taking me clubbing tomorrow night. She's going to make sure I get fixed up with a young stud. Isn't that nice of her slave?'
'Yes maam,' I answered dutifully. Though actually I thought it was anything but. The thought of working hard at my chores while my gorgeous sexy wife cavorted around nightclubs with that little slut filled me with jealousy and dread. The thought of them both being chatted up as two such beauties were bound to be gave me a real sinking feeling in my stomache but had my still desperate cock bobbing like mad, a fact that did not go unnoticed by my wife.
'Woh boy ! Calm down ! You'll be too busy with your chores to think about what I'll be doing with some lucky stud. More importantly you'll have your cage back on so try not to get too excited,' she laughed.

'Now, it's late and we've both had a long day. How about I curl up beside you and we get some relax. Since you've behaved yourself I'll even leave your cage off.'
Yes ! It had been hell but now I would get to cum lieing beside my gorgeous wife.
'Don't get any silly ideas slave,' she warned as she retrieved the rubber mask from the top of the drawers where M Julie had left it. 'This goes on and stays on until I say otherwise.' She spat several times into the mask before straddling my chest and pulling it over my head. The slimy interior was cold against my burning face. My wife laughed at the disgusting squelching sounds emanating from the mask as she pulled and smoothed it into place, inflating the built in penis shaped gag. I had a moment of panic as my breathing was restricted but with an effort I managed to control it. It was going to be a long night if I was panicing already !
I felt my wife lie down beside me her head on my chest. She was laughing quietly to herself. 'That is so funny slave. Your little cocklet is bobbing furiously. It looks so funny.'
It wasn't funny from where I was lieing.
'Shall I cuddle it for you slave ?' she asked innocently.
I nodded my head quickly, grunting around the penis gag.
'Do you deserve to have your mistress cuddle your little thing slave?' she asked more sternly. A trick question I was sure. I shook my head in the negative. 'Good then we're agreed.In fact lets get it covered up then you can get to relax.' Taking one of her blue fluffy slippers from her dainty foot she slid it onto my straining cock. The soft feel and gentle heat of the slipper coupled with the thought of it carressing her lovely foot served only to make my poor cock bob even harder! 'Enjoy these cuddles slave they are to remind you what you have lost,' she reminded me. 'I'm going to use the other slipper to tan your backside when I release you from your sac tomorrow. Do you know why?' I shook my head again. 'Because I can you stupid little sissy slave. Now I need some relax. Keep bobbing my slipper while I nod off, I like it. Sweet dreams slave.'

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I got no relax at all that night. My head was filled with images of my sexy wife. Every time I managed to power my thoughts onto more mundane subjects she would sense it, or maybe could tell from the reduction in movement from my slipper covered dick, and would whisper in my ear whilst stroking my thighs. ' I'm going to have lots of big cocks. I love big cocks. You'll never be allowed to put yours inside me ever again.'
That would do it, I'd be up and quivering again !
On a couple of occassions after she had dropped off I managed to fall into an uneasy relax myself, only to be woken as my erotic dreams sent fruitless messages to my aching cock.
When morning finally arrived I was informed by my wife as she removed her soft furry slipper from my still hard cock that I had passed all her tests with flying clours. All that is except one. There was just one final task she wanted me to complete.
'I know you're tiered slave and you must be desperate to get out of that hot sweaty sac and get that nasty mask off so that you can breath properly. The thing is I have to be absolutely sure that you really do want to be my slave forever. I need to make sure you want that more than anything else.'
What I wanted was for this to be over. She was right, I was tiered. Also thirsty, hungry and, oh yea, how could I have forgotten, desperate for relief. Any relief would do, any at all !
'I bet you'd like to come too wouldn't you sweetheart ? It's been a while hasn't it ?'
She could say that again !
'Well maybe I'll see what I can do, that is, if you pass my final test.' She promised.
I heard her leaving the room and lay wondering what the hell this final test could be. She was back after a few minutes and I groaned in shock and dissappointment as I felt her drop a bag of ice onto my groin. 'Gotta have you caged first slave, then we can begin.'
The ice did its job and soon the cold unyielding metal tube was carressing my sensation starved member. Next I felt her lift my rubber masked face and heard the rustle of plastic as she pulled a large bag over my head. A cord was fed around my neck and pulled tight. 'There you go slave, all done. Now listen carefully, time is running out.'
Time running out ? What time ? How was it running out ? My breathing, already restricted by the two small holes in the rubber mask, came faster as I began to panic.

'Calm down slave,' she scolded, 'You need to listen carefully. It's a big bag so there's plenty of air provided you do as I say.'
That was easy for her to say !
' I have been trying to think of a way to make sure you really want to be my slave permanently. Also, to be honest, I sort of feel sorry for you. You've been through so much haven't you. Although, it should be remembered that this whole thing started as your idea. Didn't it slave ?'
I nodded my head, trying to focus on slowing my breathing.
'So,' she continued, 'I decided on this. You wanted the chance to come, well now you have it. I'm giving you permission to cum. Provided that you can do it with the cage on and before your air runs out. There is just one rule. You must not move a muscle. I don't want to see even a twitch from you until I take off the bag, is that clear?'
Oh fuck, I really thought I had a chance there. I thought she was going to let me cum. How could I do it with no stimulation at all ? And enclosed in that fucking cage ! I couldn't even get hard much less achieve orgasm.
Or could I ?
I was desperate, frustrated, so horny it was unreal. I had waited so long. When I felt my darling wife's delicate fingers tracing patterns over my latex covered thighs I almost thought it might be possible. My cock was fighting against the unyielding walls of its primister. My thighs ached to thrust upward in an instinctive effort to power my groin toward her. But she had told me not to move. Then she was lieing beside me, kissing my forehead. I could feel the burning heat of her lips even through the rubber and plastic that encased my head.
She was whispering, ' Come on little slave, cum for your mistress. Show me how much you love me. Show me what a good slave you are. Let me see you gasping through your pathetic little cum. I want to see your filthy slave slime leaking weakly from the holes of your cage. Do it for me slave, for your mistress.'
Fuck I was going to. Just the sound of her beautiful voice. Her teasing comments. Her delicate touch, up one thigh, over the metal tube and down the other thigh. Fuck ! I never would have believed it was possible. I was going to cum !
'No moving slave,' she warned me. 'If you dissobey me I'll have to leave with John. He's waiting downstairs you know. Hoping you fail this last test so that he can wisk me away. You don't want me to go do you slave?'
Of course I didn't. But I couldn't stand it. I had to move to buck my hips. For fuck sake it wasn't much to ask was it? I couldn't even get a hard on. Now I was expected to lie still !
Then suddenly I became aware that my air was running out. I was breathing hard. Harder all the time as each breath I drew through the tiny holes in my rubber mask contained less and less oxygen.
'No moving slave. Tossing your head from side to side would constitute movement and therefore failure. Be carefull !'
Shit, she had really thought this one through. How could I not move ? I couldn't fucking breath and cuckolds brownie, oh fuck, cuckolds brownie I was coming. Not a full blown orgasm. Not even close. Just a slight release of pressure. Almost like a long needed piss. Warmth trickling over my thigh, then relief and.....dissapointment. Was that it ? After waiting so long . Shit I neede air NOW ! RIGHT NOW !

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