From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: About My Wife (MFM, femdom)
Date: 19 Jan 1996 02:48:39 GMT

			    About My Wife

	I love to be sexually dominated, and I am married to a very
beautiful young woman who utilizes my obedience to the maximum. She
knows that when I am sexually aroused there is nothing I won't do for
her. She often makes me go a few days without cumming, knowing that I
will be that much more aroused and submissive. The other night I
arrived home and found her laying on the couch wearing a short satin
robe. As soon as I saw her I developed an immediate erection, thus
becoming a slave to her desires. She ordered me onto my hands and
knees and commanded me to crawl to her side. She then raised her foot
to my face and said "Lick my foot slave!" I happily licked her foot as
she rubbed it all over my face. She then pushed my face away with her
foot and tossed a satin G-string at me saying, "Put on your uniform,
and go draw me a bath slave!" I answered, "Yes Master." And went to
the bathroom to change into the G-string and prepare her bath.

	As soon as I finished readying her bath she entered the
bathroom and told me to get on my hands and knees in the tub. I
started to remove the G-string, but she told me to leave it on. I got
on my hands and knees and she removed her robe to reveal her beautiful
naked body. She sat down in the tub in front of me and said, "Stick
your head under the water and eat my pussy slave!" I stuck my head
down between her legs and started lapping away. When I came up for a
breath, she would count to three and then push my head back into her
crotch. When she tired of this she had me wash her entire body. When I
finished, she stepped out of the tub, dried herself off, and threw me
the wet towel to dry off with. "I know you love to wear that G-
string." She said. "So just keep it on slave, and go into the bedroom
when you're done drying off."

	I finished drying, except for the soggy G-string, and went
into the bedroom. My raging hard-on was sticking out the top of the
pouch on the G-string. She walked into the bedroom a few minutes later
wearing a red satin camisole, garter belt, nylons and black patent
leather pumps. She came over to the edge of the bed where I was
sitting, grabbed my balls through the pouch, and told me to open my
mouth. She then stuffed my mouth with a couple pairs of her panties
and tied a scarf around my head to form a gag. She then found a thick
rubber band and doubled it, and slipped it over my balls- the pain was
excruciating. Now she bound my wrists behind my back and tied my
ankles together to insure I was fairly immobile. My balls really began
to hurt. As she finished tying me up I wondered what she had in store
for me this evening. She usually didn't tie me up, since I'm always
very cooperative.

	"Get up, slave!" she ordered. I stood up unsteadily and she
pushed me toward the closet. We have a walk-in closet in our bedroom
with a mirror on the door. I hobbled toward the closet as quickly as
the bonds on my ankles would permit. She opened the door and inside
was a chair which she motioned for me to sit in. Once I was seated,
she securely tied me to the chair with rope. She reached down and
seized my rock-hard cock in her hand and said, "Don't make a sound
until I return. Do you understand?" I nodded my head. She walked out
of the closet and closed the door behind her. I was left sitting in
the darkness of the closet with a raging hard-on, not knowing what was
next.

	I sat in darkness for at least a half-hour before I heard
anything outside the closet. I heard the bedroom light switch click
and when the lights in the bedroom came on I was startled by the fact
that I could see into the bedroom from within the closet. My wife had
installed a one-way mirror on the closet door in place of the mirror
that had been there. I could see the entire bed from where I was
sitting and nobody could see me. I about died when my wife entered the
bedroom followed by a young man I had never seen before. She was still
wearing the lingerie she had on earlier, but he was completely naked.
He looked to be in his early twenties and was probably a local college
student. He had his hands all over her as he followed her onto the
bed.

	Soon this guy was banging my wife from behind with a vengeance
as they moaned in ecstasy. I thought I would be jealous, but instead I
was extremely turned on. The more my wife enjoyed it, the more
arousing it was for me. My cock was so hard it hurt. They paused
briefly to change to the missionary position and I heard my wife say,
"You'd better hurry because my husband will be home soon." This guy
didn't need any more encouragement. He started pumping like you
wouldn't believe. My wife started moaning and trembling in orgasm as
he continued pumping. She then reached around his ass and tickled his
balls with her fingernails. That was all it took for him, as he pumped
a load of come into my wife's pussy.

	As soon as his convulsions ceased, my wife told him that her
husband would be home any minute and that he had better go. He quickly
thanked her and left the bedroom to collect his clothes and leave. My
wife remained on the bed with her legs spread, pointed her glistening
cunt in my direction. My cock was so hard now that it felt like I was
sitting on a steel pipe. My wife rose when she knew her visitor had
departed and walked over to the closet. She opened the door and I
thought I would soon be released from my bonds, But I was wrong.

	She looked down at my raging hard-on with a smile and said,
"It looks like you enjoyed the show." I nodded in approval. She smiled
a wicked smile as she untied me from the chair and removed the gag.
"The fun's not over yet little slave," she said. "Now go get on your
knees at the edge of the bed." I hobbled, as before, over to the edge
of the bed, not knowing what could possibly be in store for me now.
When I got into position she walked over and sat on the edge of the
bed in front of me. She then opened her legs and stuck her finger into
her still sopping cunt. She then grabbed my balls with her other hand,
eased her gooey finger out, and held it up to my mouth. "Lick it
slave!" she commanded. I licked her finger like a lollipop until it
was clean.

	I could taste the cum of the young stud that had just serviced
her, mixed with her own sexual secretions. She giggled as she offered
me another gooey finger to lick clean and said. "We've got to make
sure we get every last drop, huh?" I nodded, and continued to lick and
suck her finger. When she finished feeding me she looked down at my
crotch and said, "I'll bet you'd like to relive some pressure." "Yes,"
I gasped, as it was all I could do to keep from cumming at this point.
She just giggled and said, "Well, I don't want you to make a mess all
over so just wait here a minute."

	She then left the room and quickly returned with a box of
plastic wrap. She sat back down in front of me and unraveled a couple
feet of the plastic wrap. "This ought to do," she said, as she tore
the wrap from the box. She then carefully wrapped and sealed my
engorged cock in plastic wrap, forming a reservoir at the top. "Now
you won't make a mess!" she said giggling. She then spread some K-Y
jelly all over the plastic wrap and began firmly and strongly jagging
my cock off. She kept pumping my cock harder and harder until I
couldn't take it any more as she spurted every last drop of cum out of
me.

	I watched as I quickly swelled the reservoir at the tip of my
cock. The last damn thing she did was to pull off that rubber band
still tightly wrapped around my balls. As she did so, it gave off a
little twang and one more cum shot dripped out.

	I was now completely exhausted!
