Author's Note: A follow up to 'Your pleasure' - how it really happened rather than the fantasy.


Posting the story on the website had been a gamble. Even more of a gamble had been sending a link to the story to Ali's email. We had been married for several years enjoying each other on a frequent basis, but I had always had this deep down desire to put myself at her mercy and be tied up. We had chatted about it a few times and had a couple of attempts at tying each other up but nothing much had come of it. I thought that perhaps the best way of getting my fantasy to be a reality was to write it down.

The story I wrote was called "For your pleasure", a first attempt at writing anything that wasn't for work so I was pleasantly surprised with the positive feedback when I posted it. Granted it was more erotic than hardcore but the aim was for it to be an invitation to Ali to have her way with me but if it gave a few readers some pleasure and ideas along the way even better.

It was several months after I had posted the story that we were due to go out for a meal; I had just about given up on the idea that Ali had even read it so imagine my surprise that quickly turned to anticipation when Ali came downstairs in her red silk dress. Ali looked stunning. She had not mentioned the email I had sent so unless this was a coincidence this looked to be a very good evening!

The evening at the restaurant did go pretty much to plan. There was a certain amount of sexual tension. It almost felt like a first date where expectation hangs in the air. In many ways I wanted the meal to end so we could move on to the fun that I hoped was to follow, but I was also enjoying the anticipation and Ali's foot travelling up and down my leg gently teasing me and already making me hard.

When the taxi arrived and the time to leave came my mind was working overtime, running through the scenario I had set out in my story. Ali added fuel to the fire with a deep probing kiss in the back of the cab. Her hands wandered freely with no hesitation about what the driver could see. She rubbed my erection through my trousers slowly stroking me up and down. My hands strayed to her body but she pushed them away. "Oh no you don't!" she scolded me, "keep your hands to yourself this is for my pleasure!"

This was a change to my scenario but it was also proof that she had read the story and knew what was on my mind. This change whilst unexpected was very arousing. It took all of my willpower not to return the caresses and touches that she was giving me. Her kiss became harder and more insistent her hands diving under my clothes exploring and conquering.

A brief respite from Ali's attentions came as we arrived home. I paid for the taxi and opened the front door to the house. Instead of the expected passionate tumble upstairs to the bedroom I was greeted with a command to stand still and close my eyes. Obedient, I heard Ali open her handbag and then some material was placed over my eyes and tied tight. "Hands behind your back!" came the command; I complied. I heard the jangle of metal, clicking and then felt the cold steel of handcuffs as she secured them around my wrists.

I wasn't too sure what to feel now. On the one hand I was a bit nervous about how this could develop as we were deviating from my story somewhat; yet on the other hand this was getting interesting with Ali taking charge and me being at her mercy.

My thoughts were interrupted by a pair of hands unbuckling my belt and then removing my shoes, socks, trousers and shorts. My tie was removed and my shirt unbuttoned. Almost bare and my arousal obvious to see Ali's hands took hold of my erection and pulled me forwards slowly. She led me up the stairs carefully ensuring that I did not fall. We turned towards our bedroom door and then without warning I was pushed forward to land facedown on the bed. "Stay still" I was commanded.

Ok, I thought this is a bit nearer my story. I could hear Ali's movements as she prepared herself for whatever it was she had in store for me. I could hear rustling and the sound of drawers opening and closing but no real clues to her intentions. All I knew was that I was stuck on the bed until she chose otherwise.

Several minutes later the bed shifted as she got onto it. I felt my arms grasped and then she told me to keep still. I heard the click then felt the release as she unlocked the handcuffs from one of my wrists. Removing my shirt she pulled both arms up to the head of the bed then reattached the handcuffs around one of the bars to my wrist locking me into place. She pushed a couple of pillows under my stomach lifting my rear. The bed shifted and then her hands were pulling my legs apart as she knelt between them. By now I was very apprehensive, this was way off the plot and I had a pretty good idea what was coming next. We had never tried doing anything anal before, it hadn't really occurred to us to try although I had read several stories which contained some aspects of it. I could feel her stocking clad legs against my inner thighs preventing me from closing my legs when I felt something cold and slippery between my cheeks and then pushing gently but persistently against my hole. Needless to say I tensed up, this didn't seem to be the natural thing to be doing it had to be said. I started to vocalise my objections but I was interrupted with a sharp "Silence!".

"Try to relax, it's going in anyway but resisting will make it more difficult."

I tried to relax and true to form whatever was trying to enter me started to slide slowly but surely in. I groaned in discomfort as it pushed pass my sphincter getting wider as it went in until with a suddeness it tapered off and was in. From my exploration on the web I guessed that Ali had just filled me with a buttplug, I didn't know how big it was but at that time it felt like a telegraph pole. I shifted a bit trying to get used to this new alien feeling of being filled and the discomfort slowly eased as my muscles grew used to this intrusion.

Ali moved from between my legs, pulled out the pillows, unlocked one of my wrists and ordered me to turn over. I did as I was told, grunting as the buttplug was pushed slightly deeper by my movement. My arms were again fastened to the head of the bed by the handcuffs.

I felt Ali doing something to the blindfold then it came off. I blinked against the sudden brightness then as my eyes adjusted I saw her and what a sight! Ali had changed into an incredibly sexy black satin corset with matching g-string and sheer black stockings. Her look had completely changed from the sexy but subtle look of earlier to this stunning creature who held me at her mercy. My mind raced as it went through the implications of what was happening. Had I unleashed a hidden side to Ali? The evening seemed to be going to turn into something more extreme than I had envisaged. I was excited yet and to be honest a little fearful; our relationship was strong and built on trust, yet there was still this niggling doubt that Ali may go further than I wanted. My mind was brought back to reality as Ali straddled me resting herself on my stomach.

"So, you've turned into a bit of a writer haven't you? I liked the story, very inspiring. I liked some of the other stories on the website too, the woman in control, the man helpless, subject to the whims of his mistress. 'Mistress' yes, I like that word, in fact, you may call me mistress from now on." Ali had a wicked gleam in her eyes that sent a shiver down my spine. This may end up being more than I had bargained for. I too had read some of the other stories on the website and they were inspiring, but many of them went further than I dared imagine.

"So you want to be a toy for my pleasure do you?"

"Well..."

"Yes or no!" she interrupted.

"Er, yes" I replied.

"Yes what?" was her response. I could see where this was going, I just didn't know how far.

"Yes mistress"

"Good, I thought you would say that. Let's hope this toy is up to the job." The thought of being her plaything did excite me and to have no control over what she did to me was very arousing, something she didn't miss as she reached behind her. "I see you appear to be working in this department, but let's see how long that lasts." She gave me a couple of strokes eliciting a groan from me, but she soon stopped and got off of me.

I was at that moment only restrained by my wrists which were handcuffed to the head of the bed. When Ali returned to the bed I could see that this was about to change. She carried several coils of rope and a small bag the contents of which I could only imagine. I was puzzled as to where these bondage accessories had come from. We had only played at bondage with me loosely tying her wrists with a scarf yet here was Ali with what looked like the whole arsenal of tools.

"So, do you want to see your fate," she asked "or shall I blindfold you?"

"I'd like to see please" I replied.

"Oh dear, what have we forgotten to say?" Ali reached into the bag as she said this and brought out a ballgag.

"Sorry, I'd like to see please, mistress." I tried.

"Too late! Open your mouth" came the command "You'll have to learn quicker than that." Opening my mouth Ali pushed the ballgag in, which for me was another totally new experience. She pulled the straps behind my head and buckled the ballgag. I tentatively pushed the ball in my mouth with my tongue but it would not budge.

Ali took one of the coils of rope and taking one end tied a loop around my ankle. She fed the rest of the rope through the bars at the corner at the foot of the bed, then across the width of the bed to the other corner then through again. The remaining end she tied to my other ankle so that my legs were pulled apart and there was little, if any, movement allowed. The next coil of rope was shorter and she used this to tie a loop around my wrist. She unlocked the handcuffs and tied the wrist to the corner of the bed as tightly as possible restricting my movement. Another coil of rope followed tying off my remaining wrist so that I was now completely immobile.

I have to admit that whilst the scenario that I had set in my original story had been left behind I was finding this situation very arousing; being at the mercy of a very sexy woman was something that was making me crazy with desire. I pulled on the ropes just to see how immobile I was to find that I was well and truly stuck. I had to wonder where Ali had got all this equipment from and also what else she had managed to buy. I had visited various online shops and there was a mind-boggling array of bondage equipment for sale some of which made my eyes water just looking at them.

Ali had, for the moment finished her tying and had put the still not empty bag beside the bed. As she straddled me again I had to admire how she looked. The corset was black satin with a front fastening and lace-up back which pulled in her already trim stomach and pushed up her breasts. The g-string had a lace front to it and it looked to me like she had shaved more than her legs in the shower earlier that evening. Her black stockings accentuated her slim long legs and were topped with lace. Her long auburn hair was tied back in a ponytail. She hadn't gone for the complete dominatrix look but her look was enough to show who was in charge.

At this point in 'For your pleasure' Ali would have started to tease me with her hand and then her lips but this was not to be. Instead she skipped a few paragraphs and went straight for her own pleasure, straddling my face and rubbing herself against the ballgag in my mouth and against my nose. The smell of her arousal filled my nostrils. This didn't seem to satisfy her so she got off and removed the ballgag saying "Don't get your hopes up, once I've had my fun it's going straight back on!"

Ali straddled my face again and pulling her g-string to one side slowly lowered herself down to my eager mouth. I strained my tongue out to taste her sweetness, the warm musk of her body tantalising me. Finally she was in reach and I stroked her wetness with the tip of my tongue savouring the taste and smell of her. As she moved closer and closer so I was able to bury my tongue deeper into her, lapping. Soon my face was covered smothered by Ali's beautiful behind. I could barely breath but I could do nothing but lick and gently nip as she ground herself into me as her arousal grew and her orgasm neared. Her breaths were coming in gasps until clamping her thighs around my head she shuddered crying out as she climaxed. It always turned me on to give pleasure to Ali and to see and hear her orgasm was incredibly erotic and by now I was so aroused I ached.

Ali was clearly enjoying being in control and my reward was a quick light kiss on the lips before she replaced the ballgag. She then took the black silk scarf she had used earlier and placed it over my eyes tying it tight at the back of my head. Black seemed to be the colour of the moment, symbolic of domination, and black was now all I could see. As is always the case when one sense is removed the others are heightened to compensate and I was now acutely aware of the swish of her stockings as she moved around the room preparing for the next move. I shifted as much as I could on the bed acutely aware of being filled by the ballgag in one end and the buttplug in the other.

After what seemed like hours but probably was just minutes I felt a gentle touch on my chest; it felt soft and light. Slowly it moved over my body first up to my throat and face then back down to my stomach. The touch moved down my legs but avoided where I wanted it to go. The feeling was very stimulating causing my body to rise wherever it was touched to try and get more sensation, more pressure. My whole body tingled as my arousal grew. As suddenly as it started the touching stopped leaving a sense of emptiness. No real sound had accompanied it and the silence remained. I turned my head this way and that but nothing.

It wasn't that long before I heard movement and then felt the bed shift. Ali was back on the bed but I had no idea what she was planning to do next. It was back to the story as I felt warm breath then her tongue flicking out to touch my erection. The moist warmth causing me to groan involuntarily (as much as I could when gagged). Again and again her tongue darted out giving me tentative licks but there was nothing else. Each lick caused me to lift my hips towards her straining for more attention but it was futile.

Eventually Ali stopped her teasing, at least for the moment. My lust had been building to the point where I thought I might explode. Clearly Ali had been reading more stories on the website, either that or she had a very vivid imagination. The uncertainty about what was to happen next combined with the complete lack of control made for a heady mixture. Soon Ali's hands were on my body, reaching between my legs, she found the buttplug and gave it a push in. I grunted. Even though it couldn't go much deeper in it still felt like it was pushing somewhere deep in my stomach.

"Time to move up a size I think". Inwardly I groaned. Surely not. This time instead of getting me to turn over Ali untied my ankles and pulling my legs towards my head she tied them just above the knees. Although this allowed some sideways movement I could not bring my legs down and I felt very exposed. Ali took hold of the buttplug and started to pull it out, stretching my sphincter as it came then as it tapered in allowed my muscles to relax back into shape. I felt strangely empty without the intrusion but it wasn't long before Ali was back with something to replace it. Unable to resist I again tried to relax as she pushed another slippery hard thing against my hole. This time it started to go in slightly easier, my muscles having been stretched which helped me relax further. However the larger size of this new intruder soon became apparant as I was stretched to the point of further discomfort. I was starting to panic that this was more than I could take when with a final push the buttplug was in.

This one felt huge and it was stretching me to the limit. As before though my muscles slowly relaxed around the intrusion and the discomfort started to ease. Ali must have been watching the expressions playing across my face because as soon as the discomfort had started to ease she started attacking my nipples with her mouth, swirling her tongue around each one in turn giving them little nips with her teeth and pulling on them. The sensations were incredible, a mixture of pleasure and pain that took my mind off of the buttplug and started to get me aroused again.

When she saw my erection she stopped. As before she gave me a couple of strokes and turned her attention to the buttplug. This time instead of pulling it all the way out she started to move it in and out. The discomfort lessened further as my muscles grew used to the girth of the buttplug. Now Ali pulled the buttplug all the way out before thrusting it back in to its entire length. By now my body had become used to this intrusion to the point where it was almost pleasurable and no longer a discomfort. With one last quick thrust she pushed the buttplug back in then withdrew it leaving me empty.

"So do you want to see what I have planned for you next or shall I keep it a surprise?" Ali asked, "Nod if you want me to remove the blindfold otherwise it stays on."

I thought for a moment then nodded. I was intrigued as to what she had in store for me plus I wanted to see her face to see what effect this was having on her.

"Ok, here goes." She removed the blindfold. I blinked a few times as my eyes adjusted to the light then focused on my lover and tormentor. Her face was flushed with arousal, clearly she was enjoying being in control as much as, if not more than, me. She held up two items in her hands, both of them buttplugs, both black, one larger than the other. The first was surprisingly small considering how big it had felt going in me, around 3 inches long and about 3/4 inch across. The second one was around 5 inches long and around an inch across, this also had felt bigger when it was in me. "This what I was using on you. I was impressed at how quickly you adjusted to them. Are you sure you haven't used something like this before?" I shook my head.

"Well ok then, I have another treat in store for you." Ali put the buttplugs to one side then slowly and seductively started to remove her thong. "I hope you enjoyed my little bit of fun then because I have something a little bit bigger for you to enjoy." She stepped out of her thong and pulled something out of the bag. My eyes widened at what she showed me. In her hands she had a pair of latex pants which had two dildos attached to it. One of the dildos was about 6 inches long and 1 1/2 inches across. Facing outwards it was realistically shaped like a penis with veins and head. The other dildo faced inward within the harness and was shorter but of a similar girth. I swallowed nervously as clearly the larger dildo was intended for me. Despite the initial 'training' I had received I was very worried that I wouldn't be able to take this.

Ali did not appear worried in the slightest as she stepped into the panties in fact she had a small confident smile on her face. She pulled the panties up her legs and squatted slightly inserting her dildo with ease. She finished pulling the panties up until they were snug around her and the internal dildo was fully in her. Ali's eyes lost focus as the sensation of the dildo inside her increased her arousal. She stroked the other dildo moaning gently as the movement caused the internal dildo to move inside her. Taking some lubricant she smeared it around the head and then along the shaft of the dildo. She knelt on the bed between my legs and dribbled some of the lube down the crack between my cheeks. Her fingers followed the lube and massaged it into the hole, something I found very erotic. Looking straight into my eyes she grasped my legs and moved forward until the head of the dildo was between my cheeks pressing gently against my hole. Slowly but firmly she pressed against the resistance of my sphincter. Not realising until then I had been holding my breath I exhaled through my nose trying my best to relax and allow her entry. Finally the pressure of her pushing overcame any resistance and the head of the dildo slid in. I drew in a sharp breath as the size was causing me some discomfort. Sensing this Ali stopped still leaving the head inside me. Taking deep breaths I relaxed my muscles as best I could until slowly the discomfort eased. Not taking her eyes off of mine Ali resumed the pressure and slowly but surely the shaft of the dildo slid in. Ali's face was awash with desire her eyes still looking towards me although perhaps a little out of focus. The deeper penetration was uncomfortable although not unbearable my face grimacing as she slid further into me. I was wondering how much more I would have to take when at last I felt the tops of Ali's thighs against me, finally she had filled me completely.

Ali remained where she was allowing me to get used to this new strange feeling, allowing my body to adjust to the hard unyielding member that had invaded it. It felt like I had been impaled, my sphincter felt like it was stretched to breaking point, my innards thrust apart. Once she felt me start to relax Ali ever so slowly started to withdraw. Every nerve ending seemed to feel each little bump and vein of the dildo inside me as it stroked my insides on its way out. The lubricant eased Ali out of my body aided by the natural push of my muscles. Just as the head reached my opening Ali stopped and pushed back in little by little reclaiming me until once again I was completely possesed. Again the withdrawal followed by the return, my nerve endings registering the movement in exquisite detail.

Ali was biting her bottom lip, a sure sign that she was caught up in the sensations that were being transmitted to her own sex. Her eyes had lost all focus and had left my face, her hands gripped my legs tightly. The thrusting accelerated as her arousal grew, her hips starting to gyrate with each thrust. The sensation of the dildo moving inside me started to change from mild discomfort to an increasingly erotic stimulus. My anal passage involuntarily gripped the dildo as it withdrew then opened up again to welcome the return. The rate and force of thrust increased further and further as Ali started to lose all control, her orgasm approaching. Her head was lolling around her hands gripping harder, her fingers digging in as if her life depended on not letting go. Faster and harder she slammed into me, gasping and then crying out as her orgasm shook her body, her hips shuddering sending amazing feelings through me. She collapsed onto me, her dildo slipping out. I was surprised how empty I felt with the dildo gone, almost as if I was missing something vital within me. I was left on the edge of my own orgasm just needing a little bit more to send me over the edge.

Eventually Ali stirred, kissing my face. She shifted off of me and untied my legs which I flopped back onto the bed gratefully. Undoing the ballgag she took it out of my mouth and kissed me, yet still pulled away when I kissed back with enthusiasm. I pulled at the ropes that held my arms only to be told "Don't think you're going anywhere. I want you there for the morning..."