Author's Note: First attempt at a short story I hope you like it.


Chapter 1

We hadn't worked now since we had a win on the lottery about 18 months ago. The jackpot of approximately £24 million was split between 2 winners. We invested the majority of our £12 million as advised by the financial advisor that came to see us and were currently living very nicely off of the interest.

Our only real excess to date had been the house. My wife Joanne always said that we don't need a big house, "just more to maintain and to clean" etc., but after looking around we wanted somewhere private and the house we bought fit the bill just nicely.

The only problem for me was that since buying it we were hardly ever at home. We had just about got it set up as we wanted but had no time to really enjoy it.

Joanne loved holidays. Not necessarily expensive ones, just as long as she was in the sun, with a quiet beach and a bar in walking distance she was in her element.

We had just returned from 4 weeks in the Canary Islands. All of the islands were pretty much the same. We had finished off in the South of Fuerteventura and found it idyllic in every way.

Being constantly away from home caused me concern. Our sex life had always been quite adventurous and although my interest in bondage was much greater than Joanne's she was always willing to try new things if I asked. Now and again she would even buy items from the internet to surprise me.

This part of our lives was very private. None of our family or friends knew anything about it and we wanted to keep it that way. The house had a cellar that ran the full length. There was only one entrance, a trapdoor hidden under a rug in one of the hallways. No one but us knew about it or about the contents of it.

We had built a rudimentary dungeon, to maintain the privacy, I had completed all of the work myself and customised it to my own design and desires.

Now sitting at home I spoke to my wife.

"Do you remember before we won the money"

"Oh yes, the poorly paid job, the stress, the struggle to pay the bills"

"But do you remember the fun we used to have in our bondage games?" I asked.

"Well it was fun for you but not really for me. Chaining you up for hours on end and having to keep a check on you to make sure you were OK all the time, not really my idea of fun"

"Did you really dislike it that much."

"No, but it was always for you. You know I love you and will always do what you want - within reason that is", She replied.

"Well rather than go on holiday again, could we just stay at home for the next 4 weeks or so and have some kinky fun?"

"Is that what you would really like to do? Are you telling me that you would prefer 4 weeks of bondage to 4 weeks on the beach?"

"Yes I think I would, I'm all holidayed out at the moment and need a break from it"

"OK then. I have a few ideas. I ordered some gear before the last holiday and was going to surprise you on your birthday with it, but if you are definitely sure that's what you want then that's fine by me."

"What ideas?, What gear?"

"You will have to wait to find that out" she answered. "We will start tomorrow afternoon".

My head was now in a spin. What had she bought, what was she going to do to me. I was in a real state of excitement. The anticipation brought about an amazing transformation in me. I now felt as happy as I ever had.

We went to bed that night and Joanne refused to have sex with me. She said that the waiting would be worthwhile and that it would enhance my enthusiasm for the following day.

The next afternoon eventually came. Unlike me who now seemingly had a constant erection at the thought of things to come.

At 2 0'clock I was shouted to the bedroom. As I entered, I noticed on the bed an unopened package.

"Go on then open it" I was told.

"I carefully tore open the packaging. Inside was a latex suit that had short zippered arms and legs"

"It's a dog suit" said Joanne, "You need to lie inside it and fold your arms and legs back and then the Zips fasten around you. To move around you will have to walk like a dog on your knees and elbows. I had it custom made for your size and it's made of 1.2mm latex, the thickest and strongest that they can use for clothing. Now strip off and get inside"

I did as I was told without hesitation. The feeling of latex always turned me on and I couldn't wait to get inside.

It was a struggle lining everything up correctly, but eventually I was incarcerated in the suit. It had a hole that my penis and testicles were pushed through and a large hole at my bottom. My bent over arms were now useless as were my legs. The only way to move was to either roll over or to walk on my knees and elbows as Joanne had stated.

"Now are you sure that you want this rather than a holiday?", she asked as she rolled me over and started stroking my rock hard cock.

"Yes I stammered, we can always have a holiday at another time, I promise that I will make it up to you"

She stopped stroking me at this point and pulled out another package from under the bed. Inside this one was a leather suit seemingly identical to the latex suit.

"First I will attach the padlocks to the zips on the latex suit, then you will be unable to escape" Within seconds all the zips were padlocked together. Even without the padlocks I doubt that I could have undone the zips, but now it was impossible.

"Now to get you into the next suit. This is a leather version of the latex outfit you are now wearing. It's slightly bigger and much more resilient"

I was still on my back as she pulled the leather over me, fitting it correctly before rolling me over to fasten all the zips and she again attached a padlocked to each one of them. She then rolled me onto my back again and started to caress me with her long nails up and down my shaft.

I was in ecstasy and just about to cum when she stopped.

"I won't be long, just a few things to sort out" she said as she left the room.

I struggled unsuccessfully to try to get free. Joanne had done a perfect job there was no escape.

She came back about 10 minutes later with a collar in her hand and another package. The collar was fastened around my neck and she then produced a remote control. She pressed a button on the control and a loud beep sounded from the collar.

"This is a remote shock collar, it has various settings and various power levels, as you are now a dog I am going to have to train you to act like a dog. If you misbehave then you will be punished appropriately. Do you understand?"

"Yes" I answered as a million different thoughts went through my head.

ZAP went the collar. I screamed as the shock hit me.

"What was that for, I've done nothing wrong?"

ZAP went the collar again. This time the pain was even worse than the first time.

"Dogs can't speak" said Joanne "They can bark and growl but too much of that would need to be punished too"

I wasn't sure whether I was enjoying this or not now. Was this her revenge for not going on holiday or was it what she thought I wanted.

"Anyway to help you to come to terms with not speaking, I have bought you a gag." She produced a large ball gag and pushed it deep into my mouth before fastening it behind my head.

"Now for the final part of the outfit. This is a leather Dog mask. You will wear it for the majority of the time. It will be removed along with the gag when it is time to eat and I will decide when it is time to eat"

The leather hood was pulled over my head and zipped to the rest of the suit. It had nose, mouth and eye holes. The size and arrangement of the holes meant that my vision was severely restricted, I could see straight ahead only.

I was now helpless, at the whim of my beautiful wife, who had never behaved like this before. I was both excited and frightened at the same time.

What came next I was completely unprepared for.

There was a knock at the door and Joanne disappeared to answer it. I heard voices and when she came back she was with another woman.

I was lay on my back on the bed, my cock and my arse exposed for all to see. I rolled over to try to cover my modesty.

"Now let me explain. You wanted bondage games for the next 4 weeks or so, I wanted to go on holiday. Sandra is here to look after you to give you what you want, while I jet off to the sun. I've booked a 4 week holiday back to Fuerteventura. We liked it there didn't we?"

I couldn't speak properly because of the gag but tried my best to vent my displeasure.

ZAP, went the collar

This quietened me immediately. I was now breathing heavily in pain and fear, I had never felt so much pain in my life.

"Haven't I already warned you what will happen if you don't do as you are told"

Sandra looked at me with a wicked smile on her face. A smile that I didn't like the look of.

"My taxi arrives in approximately 2 hours. I need to spend a little more time with Sandra before I go. I've written a list and need to go through it with her to ensure she is aware of all your little ploys and excuses that you will use to try to get her to let you go. She knows that this is what you really want and she is a very experienced dominatrix"

With that they both left the room and I was left there alone on the bed.

Was this a joke to scare me, was she really going on holiday, was I going to be left alone with a stranger?