Karen was afraid. Tonight she and her husband were entertaining Michael, her husband's recent best friend and unbeknownst to him, Karen's Master for the Last year. It all started one lonely night at home when John had gone off on another hunting expedition for the weekend. Karen had been surfing the various chat room engaged in full flirt, as she liked to call it. Karen loved her husband dearly and would never dream of leaving him, but as their "new" marriage became just their marriage, things had started to be overlooked. Oh it may just be a touch or a look, but to Karen these things were very important, they made her feel alive, wanted, needed. That night Karen met Michael. Michael was an amazing man. He paid scrupulous attention to every word Karen spoke. He seemed to recall even the slightest detail from week old conversations. Karen was scared of him in the beginning, she had no Idea what a Dom was and was certainly sure that no man would be allowed to beat her! Michael was patient with Karen however. He spent endless nights discussing her deepest secrets, seemingly able to get her to confess just a touch more of her secret yearnings and desires than she had previously. Best of all he didn't laugh, or scold, or judge Karen for some of her more controversial thoughts, rather he accepted them, even encouraged them in some way as he whispered that the limits that society puts upon us are far more severe than they should be. Karen took her first step toward becoming Michael's the day she ventured forth and bought her first sex toy. Michael had suggested it one day when she had mentioned needing more pleasure in life. She never would have considered getting one and feared what people she knew might think if she were ever discovered. Michael taught her that in life she must first please herself. Michael had guided her through many small lessons in life, each of them designed carefully to maximize her pleasure and expand what had previously been very rigid rules as to the things she would do sexually. He had shown her the excitement of going out pantyless, he had taught her that it was ok to fantasize about men, women, or both, even if she were standing next to them in line at the bank. All his lessons didn't focus on sex however, many taught her to be patient, kind, and respectful, even to those whom you despise. "By being kind and respectful to your enemies," he would say, "you gain a moral high ground and usually an advantage." Karen used this in her "real life" to great advantage. Karen simply found herself falling in love with this man who seemed to be able to calm her fears and answer any question. The day he first got sexual with her had started with John, her husband, having not touched her in a week or more, had teased her badly. John had caught her in the bedroom and caressed her breasts working Karen into a frenzy, before suddenly needing to run out on some errand. Karen was furious and dying to continue what he had started. Noticing the time, Karen logged on to see if Michael was around and of course he was. It didn't take more than 3 sentences for him to ask what was wrong. She was stunned. How could a man so far away know the feelings that her husband had so callously ignored. She told him the story and Michael after pausing a moment offered to help. Michael first explained that he in no way wanted to cause her distress. He gave her a word that if said would stop all progress with no hurt feelings, this he called a safe word. Karen agreed and he then told her to, "Call her mother and admit she was leaving John for Her online Lover." Karen sat in shock slowly working her mouth, wondering what to write back when suddenly slowly he typed "Use your safe word!" The point was well received and she quickly typed her word. Michael spent hours teasing her body in amazingly wonderful ways. He used common household items to bring unique and powerful stimulations to her body. Not once did she feel the need for her safe word. He used emory boards lightly pulled across her nipples to make them tall and erect. He then had her slap them with the board causing them to throb with feeling. Karen learned amazing things with ice cubes, how to make them feel like they were burning with the intensity. Karen had never known such pleasure, and was amazed at his complete attention to every part of her body. When given permission, Karen had barely touched her newly shaved pussy before she had erupted in orgasm, while he listened. Her final command had been for Karen to pick up her discarded panties and use them to pat herself dry. When she was done, Michael ordered her to place them beneath her husband's pillow. Karen almost balked at that. He asked her if she was ok and after thinking about her safe word a moment longer, Michael asked her to trust him, assuring her that John would never know the order came from him. Karen gave in and did as she was told. John was never more aroused as he was at discovering such an obvious signal from his wife and Karen received a wonderful fucking that night in her slightly tired body. The months passed and in Michael she found a kind giving man that saw to her every need; physical, mental, fantasy, or just a kind word. Karen learned to escape into their cyber world and explore herself sexually in way's she never dreamed. Surprisingly Karen didn't do this behind her husbands back. Karen loved her husband dearly and one day when feeling slightly guilty, she had expressed this to Michael. He told her to tell John. Karen was shocked, she knew not what to do. She feared loosing Michael but knew it was the right thing to do. John while being distracted and inattentive was still the loving man she married and the father to their children, he deserved to know the truth. After thinking on how much she had changed in bed, John hesitantly agreed to allow it to continue. Karen had given him the best sex of his life, allowing him to cum on her face and in her mouth, things that had never been allowed before. She had even started letting him fuck her ass pretty regularly and there was no way he wanted that to stop. From that day forward Michael was always sensitive to John needs as well. Karen would receive orders to pleasure him in ways he never imagined, the difference being that now John knew where those orders had come from. It even excited him a little that this guy was sexually playing with his wife online. John reasoned that after all what could they really do? He had no Idea... Karen had become Michaels almost wholly by March. She had pleasured herself in public, sent anonymous naked photos to amateur websites, even mailed her panties to her Master. Michael had sent her various toys and instructed her in how to use them. Her favorite had been the medium anal plug he had sent her. It was so lewd and was very difficult to get in that first time. She would not disappoint him though; Karen had managed to do it. Karen sent signals that she truly wanted to submit to this man. Offer him the full freedom to use her as he would, in exchange her complete care. A trust between two in which one assumes complete control and at the same time complete responsibility, A bond that would allow Karen the freedom to explore her every pleasure without guilt by placing the decisions in Michael's hands. Michael instructed Karen to go to the local Petsmart. She was to wear a skirt and insert her Plug into her pussy before going. Karen thought this an interesting twist and did as she was told. The plug made a delicious sensation as she walked. Each stride seemed to try and force the Plug out, only to have her underwear slip it right back in. Never before had Petsmart seemed so very large. By the time Karen was inside she was incredibly close to coming. She stood in the dog isle, her eyes traveling over the various leather collars. Karen was instructed to pick one out for herself to proclaim her as his. A man stood slightly to her right and Karen's knees were weak as she wondered what the man would think of her picking out a collar for herself. The excitement and humiliation crashed together causing the sensations of the plug to finally take hold. Karen bit her tongue keeping her cries inside as the orgasm raced through her. She wobbled a little fighting to maintain her balance before a pair of strong arms caught her and held her steady. "Are you alright?" the man asked her quietly. Karen's senses focused on his soothing voice, helping her to regain her control, "Yes, yes I am fine. I just… I just need to eat I think. My um, my blood sugar must be low." The stranger smiles behind her, Karen could feel him do so. "Maybe I could take you for a bite?" he offered. Karen's head swam as she considered the implications. He was very handsome and obviously kindly and surely lunch wouldn't be too dangerous. "Well thank You, that would be very kind." As they started to leave he handed her the collar she had dropped, when she reached to take it her eyes fixed on his as he said "I wouldn't want to punish you for not completing your task." Michael caught her as she fainted.