“Penalty or Banishment”

The presentation goes well and my firm gets a new client that will pay handsomely for my Web Designing skills. On the way back home, I pick up steaks for dinner and focus on the evening ahead.
“T” gets home at his usual time, pleased to see me in my usual apron and nothing else other than the special panty that he has me wear in preparation for “S’s” visit.

“How’s my good girl doing tonight?” He asks me.

“Great. I got the account.”

“T” gently pats my sore bottom and I slightly wince.
He smiles, but I see a hint of concern in his eyes.

“Are you certain that you are up to doing this tonight?”

“Yes,” I tell him. “I am fine.”

He looks at me like he doesn’t believe me, but he nods, kisses me and then heads back to our bedroom to get things ready for our company.

“T” picks out a form fitting dress for me to wear tonight. He has picked out another garter belt and stockings and no panties. Lastly he places my collar on me and kisses my forehead. I know that he is being gentle. I smile. We love each other after all and I am happy when his actions reflect his love for me.

Dinner is the same as usual. I let them talk. I have never really liked talking with “S”, beyond civil politeness. Something about him that never quite made me and him click. He had an odd gleam in his eye tonight and I tried to ignore it. “T” however noticed, I could tell.

To Be Continued……………

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“Penalty or Banishment”

The next morning after our dinner with “S”, I had to get an early start, because I had a presentation to do at work for a potential client. By the time I walked into the kitchen, “T” was sitting at the breakfast table with his laptop, answering emails and having his breakfast.

“Good morning.” I say to him.
He looks up and smiles as I walk over to him.
“How are you feeling this morning?” He asks me.
I rub my rub abused bottom and say, “Sore, but I will live.”
He smiles wickedly and then says, “Well then, I am assuming you won’t soon forget your lesson.”

I smile back at him just as wickedly and reply, “I most certainly won’t.”
“Good,” he says, “because “S” would like to come over again tonight.”
I, gasped, and quickly recovered from my surprise.
“Does he now?”
“Yes, would you be alright with it?” He asks me.
“You know that I live to please you.” He smiles and then pushes back his chair and unzips his fly and pops out his gorgeous cock.

I get down on my knees and start to give him the best blow job that I can give him. Once I have swallowed every last drop, he puts his cock back in his pants and kisses me.

“Well, same as before then. Wear what I asked you to wear last night.” I kiss his hand and say, “Anything you like.”

I go back to our bedroom and put on the required garment, then kiss him goodbye and leave for work.
All day, I wonder about why “S” wants a repeat performance so soon. Never before has he done this. I shouldn’t have reacted as I did. That was such a stupid thing to do.

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“Company for Dinner“

I tremble and I know he sees it.

Whack! He hits me rather hard. All his annoyance with me packed into it. I moan and manage a “One.” He keeps at it and I moan, aah and sob my way through it, all the while gasping out a count for each of my punishments. Normally “T” gives me twenty, tonight he doesn’t stop at twenty and I am wondering how far he is going to go. When he reaches twenty-five, I can no longer count.

“Count!” I sob and can’t seem to form a word. He comes around and grabs my hair, “I said count!”
I say “twenty-five” and he lets go. He gives me five more and then he stops.

“T” comes around to me and says “kiss your friend,” and I kiss the cane. Then he says “Kiss my hand,” and I kiss his hand.

“Now, you are not to do that again.” He tells me.

“I won’t do it again.”

He smiles. He knows me and he knows my nature. There will always be a next time, sooner or later and we will revisit this room and he will torment me in many different ways and make me pay for my insolence. But for now, I truly mean it.

He gets behinds me, prys the rope away from my pussy lips and sticks his hard cock inside. I moan loudly. It feels so good. He rakes his nails against the welts and I bite my lip to keep from crying out. He smacks both my butt cheeks and I buck under him. He then starts to thrust into me and he rides me hard and the more I moan, the more I scream, the harder he fucks me, til it feels are if we are permanently fused together and our skin is drenched with sweat. He keeps fucking me and I feel like I am drifting and riding this immense wave of pleasure and pain and then we both come and crash into each other. Slowly we drift back down together and he clings to me. I feel raw to my very core and I feel strangely free and happy to be with this beautiful man.

“T” releases me from my bounds and he takes me in his arms. He tenderly cradles me in them and says “I love you M.” and I say, “I love you too T.” We stay like that for sometime. He murmurs things to me, gentle little things, voices concerns and tells me words of reassurance. After a time, we walk back to our bedroom, and he applies a salve to the welts on my abused bottom. Then we both climb into bed together and drift off to sleep in each other’s arms. Just another day in the life, our life that is.

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“Company for Dinner“

As I walk in to the room, things perceptibly shift and the evenings festivities officially begin with me being the main attraction. “T” walks over to me and kisses me, removes my robe and places my leash on me. I get down on all fours and he walks me over to “S”. I crawl and look at the ground as I do. I never look at him, unless I am told to. “T” hands over my leash to “S” and says “She is your bitch for tonight.” Bitch mean dog, for he treats me like a female dog. “T” gets comfortable in his chair and, sometimes he keeps his robe on, sometimes he takes it off. Tonight, he still has it on.

“S” tells me to “Stay” as he removes his robe and then he sits in a chair positioned purposely so that “T” can see everything. “Come” he says and I crawl to over to him. “Good girl” he tells me and pats my head. His cock is rock hard. Not quite as big as my masters cock and not quite as nice tasting either, but it is a cock to be reckoned with. Thick. “Come have some after dinner dessert” he tells me. I oblige and I start to give him a blowjob. I hear “T” shift in his chair. I know that he is getting rather hard himself. “S” sips his drink as I work his cock. Doesn’t make a sound. When this has gone on a while, “T” says to me, “Come and finish your dessert” and I crawl over to him. We have a rule, no one but him comes in my mouth. So, I suck on my master and I take his load and sigh when I am done. He loves it when I lick my lips.

“Come here.” Our friend says to me and I crawl over to him. “Get in position.” I get up and bend over a table that we have there within view of “T’s” chair. Lube has been placed there for “S” to use. He lubes up and then he shoves his cock in my ass. No slowing down needed, as my ass has been prepared, for him all day. “S” is used to fucking my ass and he takes his time. This is an occasional treat and he relishes it thoroughly. He likes how I moan and delights in my “aaah’s”. Only I know the price for them later. Tonight I rather want to pay the price, so I really let myself go. I hear “T” squirm in his chair. He never says a thing. He just watches his slave servicing his friend and he knows that I am pushing the envelope tonight.

“S” takes about half an hour to finish the job and comes explosively on top of my ass. No fluids allowed in my ass either. “Good girl” he says. “S” goes to get dressed and prepares to leave. “T” comes over to me and whispers in my ear, “Clean that slime off your ass and wait for me in the dungeon.” He doesn’t wait for my reply. He then goes and sees his friend out.

I clean myself up and walk over to the dungeon, feeling rather shaky. I sit on the floor at the usual spot. Legs at an angle, back straight and my hands, palms up on my legs and wait. It isn’t too long, before “T” walks in. “You broke a rule and you know the penalty for breaking that rule?” “Yes, T.” ( I never call him Master and he never calls me slave. That is reserved for someone from before my time.)

“I see,” he says. “And you are willing to pay the penalty M?”

“Yes.” He stares at me rather cross. I am never supposed to let myself go and thoroughly lose myself in the moment while playing the role of a whore. I am his to be with that way and with no one else.

“Get up!” and I do so. He binds me with rope. My breasts and then my arms. Pulls them up over my head, bends them back, takes the end of the rope and brings it back up between my legs and between my pussy lips and then secures it at my breast. He pulls my leash that is still on and tells me, “Come.” I obediently walk to where he takes me and he is taking me to the flogging bench. I almost stumble. I know that he is rather cross with me when he takes me to the flogging bench.

“Bend.” He says rather annoyed. I bend. And he positions me in place.

“Don’t move.” I don’t dare move an inch.

“Tonight M, there will be no warm up. Do you understand?”

“Yes.” I barely manage to get out.

He comes around to me and gets down to my level and looks me straight in the eye, “What did you say?”

“I said yes, T”.

“Good, because I want to make certain that you understand.”

He gets his cane. I dread the cane. The cane is reserved for rather special penalties. Tonight, I know I will pay dearly. What possessed me to do it? “You will count M and I will stop when I feel that you have properly been punished and not before.”

To Be Continued……………

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“Company for Dinner“

This is how a typical day plays out with me and “T”. “T” wakes me from a sound sleep with his hard cock at the ready. I have barely time to register that it is morning, before he pries my legs apart and shoves his cock to the hilt in my always juicy pussy. He drives his cock home deep and hard. I come easily, too easily as “T” would say with a wicked grin. When he is done fucking me, he kisses me and then he pulls out. He has me gently suckle his cock and remove our juices from it. He adores this. He smiles, kisses me again and hits the shower.

I get up and start the coffee and make us breakfast. As I do, I wonder what “T” has in mind for me today. He normally has task in mind for me. He comes to the breakfast table when he is dressed and ready for work, carrying something. He hands it to me and says “I would like you to wear this today.” I take it from him and kiss his hand as I always do when he gives me something. What “T” wants me to wear is a special panty with a built in butt plug. “We are having company tonight and our special friend has requested sometime with you.” I smile and say “I am only too happy to serve you and your friend.” He smiles and I sit down. We both eat and then after he leaves, I get ready for work and as I get dressed I put on the requested item. It will make me wet all day. The butt plug a constant reminder of what is to come.

I work for a Web Design firm. “T” is an Engineer as most men are where we live. He is quite the clever engineer, not only in the field that he works in, but in the rather intensive engineering work that he personally did in our “Den.” I have always adored smart men and “T” is one of the most intelligent men that I have ever met. I get home before “T” does. He has an hour’s commute and I work just ten minutes away. Work is the only mundane part of our lives. We enjoy what we do, but it is what we do in our private lives, that makes life exciting for us.

When “T” gets home, I am usually in the kitchen putting the finishing touches on our dinner. Normally I am just wearing an apron, but tonight I am wearing also wearing the special panties. He smiles at me as he sees me and I smile lovingly at him. “How’s my good girl?” I walk over to him and we kiss. I do so love him. “Are you hungry?” I ask. The look he gives me tells me that he hungry for so much more than food. He kisses me and practically devours my mouth, then walks to the back of the house to get comfortable. I set the table and when things are ready, I go tell him that dinner is ready.

Tonight the table is set for three. When the table is set for three, sometimes I have to dress according to what the evenings events are going to be. Tonight is special request night and although I serve “T” first, “T” is loaning me to our special friend while he watches from his comfortable chair in our family room. “T” has me wear a rather tight corset and a garter belt with stockings and no panties. He places a collar on my neck, tight, but not too tight. As a finishing touch, “T” has me wear a black satin robe and then we sit down with our company, that is always punctual, to eat our meal.

What we have to eat for our dinner, doesn’t really matter. I am a gourmet cook. It tastes good, but food is food. Dinner conversation is rather ordinary. Work, current events, ”how about those Giants?” That sort of thing. I let “T” do most of the talking with our friend “S”. He is mostly “T’s” friend from before my time with him, a lot of our friends are.

I clear the table and leave “T” and “S” to do their thing. Their thing, being “S” changing out of his things and wearing a black robe we have for him and “T” preparing some drinks for them both, as I myself don’t drink. They continue to talk in the family room, making themselves comfortable while I do my after dinner chores. I keep a nice home for “T”. It pleases me immensely to do this for him.

To Be Continued……………

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“Company for Dinner“

As I pull out of my driveway to work every weekday morning, I do so with a secretive smile on my face. There are the neighbor’s kids waiting for the school bus. I wave to them. They know me as Mrs. C. I give them homemade chocolate chip cookies sometimes. Then, there are all the Mom and Dads leaving for their respective jobs. I wave and smile at them as they wave and smile back at me. If they only knew what my life was all about, they would run me, and my sweet man out of town with pitchforks at the ready.

I am “M” and my husband is “T”. We are what you might call, late bloomers. We met when I was a widow with an almost fully grown daughter and “T” was divorced, happily pursuing what he was doing. He still is pursuing what he was doing before I came along with my blessing, only now he has me to come home to. We have no children of our own between us, but we don’t mind this. It would only complicate things and we are rather happy with things as they are. My daughter has gone away to college. She comes to visit us occasionally, when she is in town. She is happy and I am glad that she is doing well and she is happy to see me settled down. Yes, even she doesn’t know and I like keeping it that way. “T” and I both do. What we do is ours, and only privy to a select few.

“T” and I live in a house that is quite roomy, four bedrooms, three baths, a den, a living and family room, and a quite nice gourmet kitchen. “T” loves it when I am cooking in our kitchen. The yard is perfect. It has a nice tall fence all around, so very private and the pool and hot tub, is used often by us and our, special friends. “T” and I like to entertain at least once a week and our parties are always rather special to our mutual friends.

“T” is my love master and I am his love slave. We are deeply in love and to the naked eye, we are your typical working couple. We both have jobs. We donate blood. We volunteer at the local soup kitchen. We look like quite the regular, run of the mill, vanilla, looking couple on the surface. Behind closed doors, in our home we have lead a special lifestyle that few would understand. We rather enjoy the life we have made for ourselves.

Our den is a special room. No one other than our closest intimate friends, not even my daughter, goes in our den. The room is always locked when we have company over, unless it is special company. Our den is my master’s dungeon and there he has all the toys that he likes to play with. There are things in our den that would make Ruth, my next door neighbor, faint on the spot. Her soccer Mom sensibilities would not be able to handle it. So, as I wave to her as I leave for work in the morning, I always feel deliciously wicked doing so. What would her PTA group say if they knew?

To Be Continued……………

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All the way up to our room in the elevator I was feeling really nervous and he smiled at me and held me. He was so nice. I could barely feel my legs as I walked to our room at the end of the hall and my hands were shaking so much that he had to do the room key card for me. The room was nice and really comfortable. There was a wet bar and I helped myself to a drink and he did the same. It helped steady my nerves and he was just looking like he had all of under control. We went over to the bed and he asked me, “Are you sure you want to do this?” I thought that was so sweet and I looked him straight in the eyes and said, “I have never been so sure of anything in my life as I am now about being with you.” Then he kissed me. He took me in his arms and kissed me. God, he was such a great kisser! His lips felt divine on mine and his tongue, the things the man could do with his tongue while kissing you! I have never been french kissed like that before. He helped me off with my jacket and practically drooled when he saw my corset. “Do you like?” I asked him and did this whole turning around in a full circle for him, and he said, “I like!” Then, he layed me down on the bed and we just kissed and groped each other for what seemed to be the longest time. At some point he said, “Tell me what you want.” I was just melting in his arms already and I was feeling so wet, but when he asked me that, my pussy just throbbed. Suddenly I felt really shy, like a school girl doing her first time. “I want you.” I breathlessly told him. “No, tell me what you want.” Then I got what he was getting at. “I want your cock inside of me.” He looked at me and smiled, but he didn’t stop there. “Where do you want me to put my cock?” and for some reason I had a hard time getting the words out. “I …..I want your cock….inside my pussy.” God those eyes. They were the deepest shade of blue. I felt that I could swim in them. “Ok, then I guess I had better take a shower. I worked all day and I could sure use one.” I told him to go ahead and while I waited I had another drink from the wet bar. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. The life of a single Mom. At least my kid was old enough to know that her mom was also a woman. Heck, she encouraged me to call him.

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My first cougar experience was with a guy that I had known for a bit, but had never had done anything with. he worked at one of the local shops and every time I saw him, I wanted to do him right there on the counter. So, after weeks of thinking about the guy, I thought, hmm, you only live once, right? So, why not just go for it. Even my kid kept saying that he had nice eyes and she knew my weakness for blue eyes. His were the loveliest shade of blue too. So, I got my nerve up and called him at the shop one day and asked him if he was interested in me? He was surprised, but said, “Yes, what’s not to like. I think you’re hot!” That just about made me melt, so I went on and said, “But I’m like 44 and you are?” He said, “27, but what difference does that make?” I couldn’t believe my luck! “Yes, that’s my way of thinking too. So, would you like to go out and have dinner or something…….?” and he said, “Sure.” So, next thing I know I have a dinner date for that night and I am supposed to pick him up when he gets off work. I was so nervous. I kept tossing outfits on the bed and saying stuff, don’t wear that, it will make him think of as being a Mom, don’t wear that, it’s too slutty and desperate. LOL I was a silly mess. Finally I pulled my act together and I wore a really cool leather corset with a matching leather skirt. Knee high, zipped leather boots and topped it off with my fave leather jacket. I decided that leather made me feel strong and I needed that because I was feeling like silly putty. The one thing that I didn’t wear that night was a panties. My pussy felt so hot that I just wanted my shaved pussy to breathe and I also wanted it to be ready for anything, like fucking that hot young thing.

I wandered how big his cock was as I drove over to pick him up and I gulped as he came out walking that nice easy walk that he had and just something about him that said sex and I am so damn hot in bed, about him. He got in the car and we drove to a nice restaurant I knew just on the outskirts of town, where it was least likely that anyone would ever see us. We had a nice meal. Talked about this and that and I loved the easy going conversation we had going on between. I love his laugh and God I was melting with every bite that he took of his food and the way his mouth opened and his lips were so nice and full. I could just imagine what a great kisser he would be. When we finished eating, I leaned in and said, “I need to be alone with you.” He didn’t look too surprised and replied, “Well I don’t know this area. Where do you want to go?” So, I thought this over quickly and remembered a nice place along the freeway and I told him about it and he agreed that we could go there. He insisted on paying the bill for our meal, but at the hotel, I insisted on paying for the room, which considering the price, he didn’t argue with me.

To Be Continued………..

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I remember my first time being a Mistress over someone that I had been with for a very short time. He had always been dominant over me and yet he always fantasized about being dominated. So, since he had always been so wonderful about dominating me and making my fantasies come true, I wanted to do the same for him. So, I strapped him in to the harness I have on my bed. First his wrists and then his ankles. Made certain that he was nice and tightly strapped in. By the time I had finished doing this, he was already rock hard. I thought, hmmm, this is going to be fun! So, I teased him with my nails and did the whole front of him without once going near his cock or his balls and everytime I was in the vicinity of his lovely package, he would squirm in anticipation and yet I would frustrate him deeply, because I never once touched what so obviously he ached to have touched. Then I got out two floggers that I have. A leather one and a silk one. I stood on the bed and I started flogging his chest and his legs with the floggers, alternating between the two, being careful not to get his package with the leather one, but from time to time getting his cock and balls with the silk one, which still made him wince a bit and I found a got a perverse pleasure out of it. It made me want to hurt him more. So, I kept this up for a bit, till I could see his eyes just begging me to stop and yet he wouldn’t say it, because I told him, “I will stop, if you beg me too.” But he wouldn’t and so I kept going and he was biting his lip and his eyes pleaded with me, till I got thoroughly frustrated because I truly want to hear him beg. So, I dropped the floggers and I got down on my knees and grab his cock tightly in my right hand and I took a firm hold of his balls in my left and I squeezed them fairly hard. Awww, the look I saw on his face!!!! He didn’t make one sound, not one, but he was just gasping in agony and he looked like such a lovely martyr at my mercy and I adored him. He is still to this very day, my very favorite slave.

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I love talking to my little sissy boy. He dresses up for me ,and puts on the red lipstick I love so much. HE is a good little slut for me. He always wants me to bring 3 guys home with me so I can watch him become a little cum sucking whore. I love seeing his red lips around those big cocks. The guys get so hard. Before they come, I make my little whore get on all fours. I make the guys fuck his little man pussy. They all come together and everyone is happy.

Call me and I can make you my little slut…

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