Author's Note: This is my first attempt. I am almost finished with another story so, any and all suggestions are appreciated. Please rate and Critique so I can fine tune the next one coming soon. Thank you.

Update (2012/03/02): I made the paragraphs manageable and broke the story into 2 parts. Please rate and leave comments. Thank you!!

Chapter 1 (updated: 2012/03/02)

Not so long ago in a bedroom not so far away....

She slid onto his cock and her eyes rolled back into her head.

"Don't move," she told him. "If you cum, I will beat you relentlessly!"

The leather binds around his wrists were locked to the matching leather thigh straps by a short piece of chain and he was feeling her legs. Debbie told him not to move but she loved his hands on her. It made the feelings of pleasure seem more real, more intense. Her hands were revolving around her breasts. Panting breaths passed her lips and her heart pounded in her ears. "Pervert," she said in a rasping voice. "Fucking pathetic whore; wishing you could get a nut." Her eyes closed and she focused on the building orgasm, nothing else mattered. She started moaning louder and louder until she was almost screaming, not caring what the neighbors might think. He was a bastard, a freak, a pervert. He needed beating, abusing, anything else that she saw fit to do or call him. As the spasms started she bent over, pressing her tender breasts on to his chest. They started in the pit of her stomach, but spread so quickly through her body that she was shaking. The hands that had been working on her ass were pushing and pulling her since all of her muscles were tight due to the pending orgasm. Suddenly the world went out of focus, she could feel something rushing through her veins, something that made her cry out, something that made every muscle in her body scream with release. And then the world went black.

Debbie awoke sometime later. She was not sure how much time had past since her mind blowing orgasm. Still being a bit disoriented, she took in the scene and remembered that her whore was still tied to the bed, stuck underneath her. "Priceless" she thought. He must have fallen asleep and was also stirring. She could feel his cock getting hard and pressing against her legs. She remembers telling him not to cum but she got hers before he had a chance. She thought, "Good dog", and allowed herself a quick wicked smile. She considered giving her sex slave some satisfaction but decided that he would have to wait and beg later. She quickly reached over to the nightstand, grabbed the gag and forced it back into his mouth before he could say a word. While securing the gag she could see the look of desperation and fear building up in his eyes. She checked the gag and looked down at her wide eyed toy and while playfully rubbing his rock hard shaft, saying "What to do, what to do."

She continued to stimulate him until he was breathing harder and let out a muffled moan. Debbie moved her hand away from him and enjoyed watching him whimper behind the gag and pleading with his eyes for an orgasm. In a voice that sounded partially disgusted and amused she said "There will be no orgasm for you anytime soon, slave." At that point she decided she wanted to enjoy an uninterrupted bubble bath. Leaving her captive secured to the bed, Debbie took her time gathering a couple of candles while the water was filling the tub. After placing and lighting the candles she moved the music into the bath area. Once the water was the right level, she added the lily, lavender aromatherapy liquid into the water and slid into the perfumed bubbles and enjoyed the perfect ambiance of music, bubbles and dancing shadows. Her mind was free to reflect on everything that happened tonight. She replayed every word, remembered every emotion and thought about how easy it was to take and keep control of her new slut. Obviously, he did not know what was coming. The chains, ropes and restraints allow her to be in control and do everything that she did. What if he never lets me get near him again with anything that remotely looks like rope? She added a bit of hot water to the tub, making more bubbles. She calmed her mind, breathed in the aromatic scents and planned out a way to maintain her control over him.

He had drifted off to sleep again during her long bubble bath. She could tell he was in a deep sound sleep. Debbie quietly crept out of the room, went into the office and printed some "signs" on standard printer paper. These signs had a basic message on each sheet of paper. One sign read "slut", another read "whore". The third read "Fag-Boy" and the final sign read "My Bitch". Debbie placed these signs around the torso of her husband. She gently slipped a 9" long, alien looking, green dildo between his legs and she snapped many photos from different angles. Quickly she loaded the pictures from the digital camera to her computer and stored them in a hidden file.

Debbie is a socialite and had everyone's information, including the bosses email address where her husband works. She thought to herself "I've got his ass now." She marched back into the bedroom, grabbed the leather crop and smacked him once on his chest. It did not take long to realize, he was in trouble again and was relieved that she only hit him once. As he focused his eyes on her Debbie started to speak. She said "Things are going to be much different in our home for now on." The reached out and picked up on of the signs and showed it to him, then another. Now she grabbed the dildo that he had threatened to use on her a couple of times and rubbed the head of the dildo around his gagged mouth. She used his own saliva to coat the head of the dildo, and then rubbed the fake cock all over his face, taunting him with it. She told him that she is going to slide every inch of this dildo into his ass. She finally held the 9" long cock to his mouth and took one last picture for the file.

She looked down at her confused and bewildered slave. She informed him that she will untie him once he listens and accepts the new rules. Debbie said "While you were asleep I took photos of you with the dildo and the signs that show your true colors. I have the photos ready to be emailed to your boss. If anything happens to me, one of my friends will send it to your boss. From this moment forward, you will service me! Anything I want sexually, you will provide it for me any time of day or night. You will continue to be my toy, slave, whore, slut and bitch. If I want you to lick my pussy for hours, you will do it to my satisfaction. If I want to make you my bitch and slide a dildo up your ass, you will ask for every inch. If I desire to cage you, you better plan on being my prisoner for the duration. If I am having a bad day and need to punish someone, you will always be my volunteer. You will cater to MY physical needs, my mental stimulus and all my fetish desires without question.

Your only reason for your existence is to provide me great and multiple orgasms. The only time you get to enjoy an orgasm is if I feel gracious enough to let you have one, you slut." She stared down at him with her arms crossed and continued "I have tended to your perverted needs for over 12 years. Now, you are going to be my whore for 12 years. If you disobey me, you will be punished. Severity of punishment will be my choosing. If you rebel against your new role in this relationship, I will send that email off and post your pictures to every pervert sight I can find. The pictures will include all of your information of course." She glared at him, raised the crop and hissed "You better agree!!" He slowly and somewhat reluctantly nodded his head. She loosened the straps and pulled the gag from his mouth. She asked him one last time "Do you understand your new role and agree to all conditions?" again raising the crop. "Yes, Mistress. I am yours to use." She smiled, gently kissed his lips, said "Good little slut." and released him from his restraints.

Debbie continued to condition her slave. Every day after he got home from work she commanded him to shower, shave his face, lock the chain around his waist, fasten the wrist and ankle cuffs onto himself with a short piece of chain between his ankles and wait for her to lock his wrists to the waist chain. The first couple of times he was reluctant but she reminded him of the email. The good little slave complied. She wanted total control but she did not want him to fear her. Once she had her sluts hands locked to his waist, she sat down on the couch, spread her legs, revealing her neatly trimmed womanhood and told him, "You will lick and eat my pussy until I allow you to stop. As long as you do exactly what I instruct you to do, I will reward you tonight."

That was all the motivation her pervert needed. He knelt down quickly; lost balance and fell forward planting his face right onto her pussy. She immediately locked her ankles, tightened her legs and squeezed, locking his head between her thighs. She slapped him on the forehead and shouted "Stupid bitch! I did not tell you start, you pathetic slut!" She kept her legs locked around his head. He finally realized that he needed to apologize. He could hardly speak do the strength of her legs wrapped around his skull. In a garbled and almost unintelligent statement he forced out the words, "I am sorry Mistress!" She relaxed her leg lock and allowed him to regain his balance. "Good slut." she purred "Do not ever assume that you know what I want. You will do only what I command you to do."

She rolled her head back and relaxed it on the cushion, spread her legs slightly and rested her feet on the ottoman. With a slight sigh, she stated "You may lick my pussy slowly........Now." He nestled his face between her legs and followed every command. She made him please her as slow as possible. Debbie wanted another mind blowing orgasm without loosing her natural desire to surrender her own control. Finally she felt that deep stirring within her and she knew it was close and unstoppable. A feeling like electricity enveloped her lower torso, her body started to tighten and her hips instinctively rose and thrusted toward her slaves mouth. His tongue pressed harder and flicked itself faster around her erogenous zone. That was too much to take, her insides surged and bucked like an earthquake with almost never ending aftershocks.

His tongue did not stop and she could not catch her breath to command him to stop. She was loosing her internal fight; her body and mind were out of control. She knew she needed to stop and tease her bitch but she wanted his rock hard shaft in her...NOW!! Her body was in high gear and she knew she was going over the edge. Debbie quickly made a decision. She lunged forward pushing the ottoman out of the way and making her whore land on his back at the same time. His hands were in an awkward position and while he was adjusting them for a more comfortable position she twisted around and threw herself on top of him, again wrapping her legs around his face, pinning him to the floor. She drew her legs up for a better angle and barked out "KEEP LICKING, BITCH!!"

Aggressively rocking her hips back and forth, running her pussy all over his mouth. She could feel another explosion building up already as he hungrily lapped up her juices. She lowered herself down and wrapped her mouth around his pulsing cock. Her tongue licking his shaft feverishly, she rose up and used her hand to bring him to the brink of an orgasm. This only made her whore lick faster and harder. This time she pressed down hard on his face and ground her pussy onto his mouth. He was loosing his air but not care. His mouth and tongue never stopped and she felt it again. This one started at her toes and worked its way up. Once the feeling got to her pussy she exploded again. Tremors rocked her body as her eyes rolled back in her head.

Once she regained her breath and stopped trembling, she lay down on her slave. She would not take her hand off of his cock but stopped stroking it. Her bitch gave a pathetic attempt at humping her hand praying to get a nut. She shouted "You pathetic bitch! That was just foreplay. You have not earned the right to get off yet and if I catch you taking care of yourself, I will lock a cock cage onto you and hide the only key!" She slowly caressed his cock with her mouth until she heard him moan. She thought "Worthless slut." Debbie rose up, twisted around and teased his cock with her ass and rubbing the lips of her swollen pussy up and down one side his wanting shaft then said "Listen up bitch. You will provide me more pleasure tomorrow and if you satisfy your master I will treat you with your own orgasm. There will be no more sex tonight, slut.

The look in her eyes changed and she unexpectedly changed back to loving wife mode. Get dressed and I will cook you a great dinner, then we can watch this DVD I picked up today and yes, it is a chick flick! We are going to snuggle and have a great night my sweet husband. I love you very much!" Debbie, after letting his hard-on go away, unlocked his wrists and let him get up. As he walked away to get cleaned up, she knew he would follow the rules because it was even more exciting for him to let someone else be in control of his actions. He loved and craved for the unknown. Nothing was better than being helpless. Not a fake helpless but unable to move or escape type of helpless.

She was shocked that he never said a word to her about beating him with the crop or suffocating him with her legs and ass. Deep down he knew she took pleasure in having control. If it turned her on, it aroused him and if he was aroused, she was turned on as well. They fed off each other. There was no wrong. She now knew that she could do anything she wanted to do as long as it involved sex, pain, pleasure and strict bondage. In that aspect he really is a slut and she is going to exploit his weakness for her pleasure. Damn! She just realized she is dripping wet again... this is going to be a long night.

Over the next few days' similar scenarios played out. She loved having his cock inside of her just as much as he liked sliding it in her. She also found out that making him wait for an orgasm too long resulted in an unsatisfying outcome unless she wanted him to cum because of her blow job. He was turning into a very obedient whore. As in prison, he quickly became a "trustee" A trustee is someone who is in prison but can be trusted to take care of his or her responsibilities and granted more freedom than your typical prisoner. Some times after work she wanted to feel his hands all over her body but he still showed great restraint by obeying every command and doing what she wanted. What he did not know is that she lulling him into a false sense of security. He no longer had any fear of her restraining him. She restrained him to the bed in a variety of positions, secured and locked him in the tall cage, bound him to the bondage chair for hours and had him locked to the saw-horse for hours so could enjoy playing with and spanking his ass. Each location had its purpose and they all needed to be comfortable and inviting to him. Much like a spider spins a web and waits. Debbie has been getting ready to spring the trap on her unwitting sex slave. The weekend is coming!!

Debbie was excited about today. The day after she became his master, she ordered some new furniture. A freight delivery truck made its scheduled delivery today and it was a very heavy package. The men were just going to leave it on the porch but she saw the delivery dogs checking her out and used that to her advantage. She got the men to put the package in the master closet with one of her amazing smiles and a simple hip toss. Debbie was like a kid in a candy store. As soon as the delivery men were out of the house, she locked up and ran to the closet.

The closet had a secret sliding door. She moved some of her shoes and clothes out of the way, unlatched the sliding shelf and moved it to the side. Behind the shelf was a hidden metal door with two dead bolts. She unlocked both of the deadbolts, pushed the door inward and walked down the stairs. At the bottom of the steps was another metal door with a looking glass and it also had two deadbolts. She unlocked these and pushed this door open revealing the hidden dungeon. Seeing as this room is under ground, there was no need for sound proofing. The room is decorated with elegant five light sconces that are controlled by dimmer switches. The floor is a buffed, colored concrete that has a polar bear throw rug dominating one corner. There are medium sized stands next to each piece of dungeon furniture along with throw rugs.

The furniture in the room includes a seven foot tall cage with a 3'X3' base. This was Debbie's favorite piece until today. There is a sturdy saw horse with adjustable pads. There are various crops, flogger and paddles hanging on the wall next the horse. There is a depravation box that her husband had built a while back. It has a lockable box inside of another lockable box that has sound proofing and forced fresh air. This box was great for long term storage if you want your prisoner silent and she all to well about the box. She stood there looking at the device that she was forced to endure as her punishment. Debbie is partially claustrophobic and her husband used that as a means to get what he wanted. Just the threat of the box made her submissive to him. It was the bane of her existence. Sometimes he went overboard and that is why she had to take his control away. She started feeling unsafe when he started ignoring the safety words.

The last item is also one of her favorites. She loves the adjustable bondage chair. It allows for almost unlimited creativity. Today she is adding a new piece. It is a 6' long 2.5 foot tall and 2 foot wide massage table with a neck hole in the middle for locking your prisoner's face where you want it. Debbie had not mentioned anything about her new purchase. She has taken advantage of every minute while he was at work, assembling the large package in their bondage prison. It arrived on Tuesday. She was not mechanically inclined so it took her until late Thursday to finish the assembly. As she assembled the new dungeon furniture her mind had been racing and she realized the room was missing something. Friday morning, as soon as he left for work, she went to the hardware store to purchase a heavy duty flush mount D-Ring and chain. She used her husbands hammer drill and mounted the D-ring to the center of the floor with two strong anchors. She attached some chain to the d-ring. The chain ended about 4 foot from the door.

She was fixated on this new awareness of being in total control of her husband at her whim. All of these years have gone by reading his script, playing along and taking care of his needs. Don't get her wrong; she was sexually satisfied, but bored with the same old story and she took it upon herself to made dramatic changes in their fetish life. It was made up on the go and to her surprise it was beyond satisfying; it was exhilarating and liberating! Her husband has been walking on egg shells every since... as he should. The game has changed! It is Debbie's games now. What transpired a couple of weeks ago was just a trial effort. This time, She has had been able to plan. Tonight she is taking control to a whole new level. By the time she is through, there will be no doubt about who is in charge. When her whore finally figures out what has happened, it will be too late for him to get out of it. She almost pities him...Almost.

Debbie had called her husband at work and stated that it was the good time of month and she needed some mooshy gooshy, spider monkey loving. She wanted him to come home early to start the weekend right. Of course he knew what this meant. Debbie was at her weakest emotionally during this time. She never wanted to tie him up because she liked his hands on her too much. She asked is he could be at home around 2pm. He knew it was a safe night. The worst that could happen is being forced to watch a chick flick. What he did not know is that she lied. He had to finish up some stuff at work. This made him come home over an hour later than what she had wanted.

He arrived at 3:30 PM and she greeted him at the door with a Vodka and orange juice. Debbie was dressed in her workout uniform and he figured that she had been running on the treadmill or doing bath tub leg lifts all day. As he enjoyed his adult beverage, she was kissing on her soon to be victim. Debbie looks into his eyes, smiles and says "We are going to have fun this week end my sweet husband." As she spoke this, she reached over and grabbed his collar from the counter and slipped it around his neck. This was common because she loved the way it looked on him. It was her naughty indulgence. She allowed him to finish his screwdriver because it had a mild sedative in it. She wanted him as relaxed as possible so he does not notice the trap closing around him. She attaches a dog chain to the collar and leads him to the shower where she demands that he strip slowly for her. He smiled and thought "I am going to tear that ass up tonight." Debbie, never letting go of the chain watches as he undresses.

Once he is finished she handed him the electric razor and orders him the shave his face. As he is shaving, she slips out of her workout pants and props her ass on the counter next to the sink. He rubs his hand across his face looking for missed stubble and Debbie tugs on the leash, pulling him close to her. She wraps her legs around his waist and he instinctively slides his hands onto her ass that he loves so much. She states "I can't believe that you forgot that this is my "good" time of month. I feel neglected and this is your opportunity to make it up to me" With her right hand holding the chain, she steadily pulls his face toward hers. Once he is close enough, she reaches out with her left hand, grabs his head and plants a very passionate kiss on his lips. Her tongue probes his mouth and her breathing is becoming more rapid. The kiss continues, each second becoming more intense. She feels his hands rubbing all over her body and pulling her hips into his. She feels his cock pressed against her body.

With a breathy voice she orders him onto his knees. He hesitates a second and tries to slide her panties off, so she gives his leash a strong tug, pushes him down and commands him to lick her pussy. His hands are still free and he attempts to use them again to remove her panties. She jerks the chain hard this time and snaps "I did not order you to remove my panties with your hands. USE YOUR MOUTH!" With that she jerks the chain again for emphasis. In his mind he figured she was catering to his needs and liked it. He thought to himself "This IS going to be fun weekend." In her mind she thought "I am just warming up, bitch" He kissed and licked her thighs until she lifted an ass cheek to allow her panties to be worked down on one side. After a little more attention she lifted the other cheek and he moved the panties a little further.

With some effort, the obstructing clothing was off and he leaned in to slide his tongue across her neatly trimmed pussy but she closed her legs on him. She was using this as a distraction to allow the sedative time to work. She ordered him to stand by the shower. She turned the water on and checked the temperature. Still holding the leash to his collar, she instructs him to get clean and trimmed. As he is doing so, she just stands there. He thinks she is watching him but her mind is elsewhere in the near future visualizing his helplessness. She is mentally going over her checklist for the plans that have been made to secure absolute control. She can feel herself getting warmer and wetter but she never let on. She had to stay in control of herself tonight; she had to be cold, distant, abusive and uncaring. That is how you treat a prisoner; but not yet.

She turns the water off and commands him to suck on her breasts. She says "I want both nipples equally hard." She is excited and loves how her nipples feel in his mouth. She moves his hands to her wet pussy and purrs "Use your fingers." She loves how he uses his fingers. His fingers are almost as good as his tongue. His fingers start probing in and around her pussy with light touches; her hips start to sway back and forth with excitement and pleasure. Her poor pitiful bitch still thinks he is getting laid. It is time for a teaser of a treat. She commands him to stop in spite of how good she is feeling. It is time for him to think it is his turn. She barks out "Face against the wall, spread your legs and hand behind your head!" She starts to kiss and lick the water off of his masculine shoulders and back. She skillfully moves her mouth and tongue down his back to his ass.

She decided that her prisoner should not have too much delight and she gives him some hard booty bites for good measure. He could not move to well; as she bit he lunged forward into the shower wall. All she could do was smile, she loved that ass. It was perky and round like two cantaloupes. She tells him to face her and keep his legs spread. She shifts down to the base of the shower to admire his nuts at mouth level. She likes the size of the twins that now dangle in front of her. She slides her tongue along his inner thighs, taking her time getting to his nuggets. She uses her tongue to probe all around his scrotum, occasionally sucking one of his nuts into her mouth. Debbie skillfully moves her mouth to the base of his hardening shaft. She lightly grasps his cock, and then runs her tongue and mouth up and down the length of his erect shaft allowing her lips to wrap around the tip of his hot and hard cock. She knows he loves it when she licks fast and hard. Her tongue and mouth is kissing and licking his cock like she would die without it. She feels the tip of his cock expand.

His nuts start to pull up toward his body. She knows he is on the edge of coming. She stops and snarls "Don't you dare cum yet, Slut!!" She slows her pace way down, occasionally speeding back up until she heard him moan. She snickers to herself and thinks "He still has no clue yet." Debbie steps out of the shower, throws him a towel and tells him to dry off. She can also tell by his eyes that the sedative has got hold of him. She already knew the answer but asked any way "You feel all right?" He responded by shaking his head and stated "I feel exhausted... I got plenty of sleep last night. I just don't feel good." Debbie, can hardly keep a straight face and says to her unwitting victim "How about you take a short nap." He nods with acceptance. He is so out of it that he does not even think to question why she is helping him down the stairs. It is almost 5 pm and his captivity starts now.


Chapter 2 (updated: 2012/03/02)

Sean awoke from his groggy state and immediately realized things were not happening as he was led to believe. He thought he was in a dark room because he could not see then he realized that he had a blindfold of some kind secured to his head. He was going to remove the blindfold until he felt and heard the chains, attached to his wrists cuffs, tighten. He pulled the other arm. Same thing! He tugged at his legs. "SHIT!" he yelled He was chained, spread eagle on top of the white bear rug Debbie had bought for the dungeon. "How did I get here?" and then it hit him "Damn, she spiked my screwdriver." He did not know whether to be mad or impressed. He had mounted some strong D rings to the floor around the rug and he had chained Debbie up many times in the same spread eagle position. Then he thought "Why am I belly down?" and "What time is it?"

He stopped moving completely and listened. He listed what seemed like forever and never heard a sound. Being blindfolded enhanced his other senses. He could smell the fragrance of the candles, his hearing was keener and he determined he was completely alone. Sean started wondering what the plan was and the fear started to creep in. "oh shit" he mumbled and started tugging against the chains with all of his strength. After several minutes his wrists and ankles were burning from friction and he was tired from the struggle. What he did not know was that Debbie had put a baby monitor in the room and that struggle is what she was waiting for. Upstairs, she smiled and thought "Time to inform my bitch of his predicament."

She unlocked the door and strode in with all the confidence in the world. She saw his body tense up as she came in and this pleased her. She walked around her prisoner in her new boots that he had not seen yet. She loved the way he looked bound to the floor on top of her favorite soft polar bear rug. The light from the candles spread their amber color around the room. Dancing candle light illuminated the curves of her slave's ass making the shadows dance across his tan body. Debbie slowly walked around the room, closing and locking the door. She started inspecting her latest purchases that were spread around the room. All Sean could do was to listen to the sounds she was making. He dared not say a word. The memory of getting whipped by the crop was suddenly fresh in his mind.

He hears the sound of her boots moving toward him again and he feels the soul of her boot with the stiletto heal push into his back. Debbie Purrs "Welcome back. I am sure you have figured out by now that this will not be "your way" weekend. You are my imprisoned bitch because I am NOT happy. You have taken advantage of me and have locked me in that fucking box way to many times. Do you know what happens when I don't feel safe with my own husband?" He says nothing; he is just hanging on her every word. "WELL, DON"T YOU BITCH?" He mumbled a half hearted "yes" and that pissed her off. She stepped down harder, driving the boot deeper into his back, making him wince in pain. She yelled "What did you say, Whore?" His head bobbing up and down he stated "Yes, Mistress D, yes."

She continued "No one will see or hear from you this weekend except for me and I am not sure I want to see you either. Look at you! What kind of man lets a 110 lb woman get the better of him? You are pathetic and I am thinking about locking the door and forgetting you are here. Turn about if fair play, right? I bet it would not take me long to find a real man for the weekend. While he fucks me in our bed I can turn on the baby monitor and make you listen. You can listen to him moan with pleasure when I wrap my lips around his cock all weekend." He is shocked at what she just said and too scared to say a word. "The reason you are here is because you need to be punished for your carelessness. You have a choice to make right here and right now. Are you willing to accept my terms that include punishment, obedience and training on how to keep me happy?..... Or should I walk out right now, lock the doors and find a young hot weekend boy-toy to fuck me hard while you listen?"

Sean quickly agrees to her guidance, no matter the details. He knows that she loves him but he did not want to get locked up and find out if her threat was real. Only now, he realizes that he should have been more respectful of her. She moves around his body, sits on his ass and says "Good little bitch. There is a reason you are tied up like you are. You obviously do not know what my real needs are, so I need to show you" She starts rocking her hips in circular motions and back and forth, teasing him. She reaches over and grabs the already warm coconut oil and drips oil onto his back and ass. She uses her hands to rub the oil onto his shoulders. She runs her hands and fingers up and down his spine. She made her way to his nuts. She loved the way the oil made her hands slide so easily around his balls. She reaches lower to feel his cock. He rose up a little so she could massage his nuts and cock making him hard again.

Now that the oil is all over him, she watched the candle light reflect off his oily body. And she said "I will not let you rest until I am totally satisfied. I expect you to give me your undivided attention and obey every command no matter how much you love or hate the task. You are mine to train as I see fit. If you fail to provide me with the level of intense orgasm that I desire, you get locked in and I get to break in a new boy-toy" Her hands were still sliding over his body and she was admiring his strong legs, great ass and large shoulders. Again, she makes her way to his ass; she picks up the Anal Ease lubricant and runs her oily fingers between his ass cheeks. Just as he starts to relax she stands up, grabs the ball gag and secures it into his mouth. She does not want to hear his begging and protesting in a few minutes. Using one hand, she continues playing with his ass, running her oily fingers over and in his hole while she licks and kisses on his right ear.

She likes the sound of his breathing getting heavier. She slowly moves down his body to get behind him. He hears her grab something and a few seconds letter she lets out a small moan. It sounded like several buckles were being fastened. He feels her slide up to him and she starts rubbing his balls, ass and cock again with one hand. She brought him to full erection and she laughed a little when he raised his ass so she could stroke his cock. She thought "If he knew what was about to happen, he would not do that" With her other hand she was lubricating "his side" of her double strap-on dildo with more anal ease. One half of the vibrating dildo was in her and the other half was about to be slid into his unsuspecting ass. She stated "This is what happens when you neglect my needs." He felt her shift again and then he felt the tip of a vibrating cock pushing against him. He tried to wiggle away but it was no use. She had oiled his ass and now the vibrator was slipping in with ease. "Oh my God" he thought.

He felt the head of the artificial cock pop into him and she slowly slid the rest of the vibrator all the way in. All she heard from him behind the gag was "Mfff-Mfff-Mfff" and she said "That right bitch, I know you like getting fucked." He felt each ripple as it entered him. Her hips reached his ass and she pushed into him firmly making sure he took all of the 9 inches. She spoke to her slave and said "This is how you are supposed to please my pussy and I am going to take my time showing you." She started rocking her hips because the half that was in her felt incredible. Every time she pushed, pulled or moved it sent shivers throughout her body. She kept adding oil to his ass and the dildo penetrating him. She wanted to hear a sloppy sound before she stopped fucking him.

She was having another out of body experience. She loved her husband but, here he was, chained to the floor, blindfolded, gagged and being butt fucked by his loving wife. She did not care and who is he going to tell? She started out moving slowly enjoying the pleasure "her end" of the vibrator gave her and she stayed at that speed for quite a while. She made sure plenty of lubricant was being applied. Little by little she started moving faster and faster. That is when she felt the orgasm building. This orgasm was a new kind and she wanted to explore it for all it was worth. Her eyes started to get out of focus, her heart pounded faster and she started bucking her hips hard driving the dildo faster and harder into her slave and she finally heard the sloppy oily sucking sex noise coming from his ass. She started laughing out loud and almost screamed "Be careful what you ask for, you might just get it and tonight you are getting all that and more!"

The orgasm reached its peak right then and she drove her hips hard into his ass as the orgasm took over her body. Her insides exploded with delight as wave after wave of orgasmic tremors rocked her body. She unlatched the strap-on and slid off her end leaving it to hang out of him. She moved around to his head and removed the gag. He was panting bad as she wrapped her legs around his ears grabbed his head, drove it onto her pussy and screamed "YOU ARE NOT DONE! Tease my pussy good, bitch!" Still blindfolded, he uses his tongue to find his way and does exactly as she says. He knows what she wants and gave it to her. She had to start over but in less than two minute he had given her great multiple orgasms. She lies with her back on the white furry rug, panting and waiting for the blood pressure to normalize. She calls out "Dirty whore." She leaves his face locked between her legs and she thinks "Tonight is only getting started."

Debbie looks at her pussy eating slave toy and tells him "You are a talented dirty whore. You deserve a treat. I am going to unchain you and move you. If you try to get away, you will be sorry. With that she reaches over and grabs another purchase she made this week. "Listen" she says and pulls the trigger of a stun gun. It made a vicious electrical popping sound. She continues "That was 400,000 volts, do not do anything stupid." She reaches down and slides the dildo out of him. She locks a one foot piece of chain to his right ankle cuff with a snap lock connector then unlocks the chain that was securing his right leg to the floor. She threads another snap lock onto the other end of the one foot chain and secures that to his left ankle cuff. He is now hobbled and safe to unlock his left leg from the floor. She then unlocks both wrists and tells him, with the threat of the stun gun to place them behind his back.

She is only moving him a few feet but wants to be under total control of her weekend prisoner. She uses a snap lock to hold his wrist cuffs together. Grabbing the collar and leash, she helps him up and moves him slowly over to the stand up cage that he made with a locking door. With careful hobbled steps, he moves into the cage, obeying Mistress D's every command. She walks him in and pushes him against the back bars of the cage. She commands "Stay still" and unlocks his wrists. She then orders him to turn and raise his hands up. He complies and she locks his wrists to the rings on either side of the cage. She then repeated the process with his ankles. Once he is secure she locks the door and informs him that she will be right back.

She leaves the dungeon and takes her time cleaning herself up. She thought to herself "I will be damned if I don't show off my new outfit I bought." Until now she only had the boots on and nothing else because she did not want to get oil on her new clothes. She took the boots off and slid her fishnet stockings on. She knew those drove him crazy. Over her fish net she slid on her black, leather looking booty shorts. She put her new sexy boots back on and slipped on her modified jacket, gloves, mask and hat. Debbie checks herself in the mirror, applied a healthy dose of lipstick and marched back into her slave's prison. He hears her footsteps coming down the stairs and hears the door unlock and open. The sounds of the boots were getting louder as she neared his cage. He heard it being unlocked and the door opened. He could smell the fresh perfume she put on for him.

He feels the end of the crop touch his chest and he involuntarily get ready for the pain as she slides it up and down his torso. He was in a defenseless position again but this time the pain did not come. Instead he felt hands come up to his head and remove the sturdy blindfold. His eyes adjusted quickly to the candle lit room and he looked upon Mistress D who is now walking slow circles in front of the cage allowing him to take in her beauty, shape and sexy as hell outfit. The expression she saw on his face as he looked her up and down said it all. Total Score. "Do you like what Mistress D is wearing tonight, whore?" "Yes, Mistress D, You look stunning." he responded. He was blown away by how she made her outfit look. It almost made everything he just endured worth it.

She slowly walked toward him into the cage, turned and backed her ass to his hips. She rubbed and teased his cock with her ass until he had a full hard on again. She capped it off by placing a red lipstick ring around the end of his cock. She thought "Poor bitch will never learn" as she kissed his neck, ears and hungrily kissing his mouth. She drops down to her knees and sucked and licked his cock like she did in the shower. He was so excited and deprived, he could come any second. She stops again and reminds him of how neglected he made her feel earlier and that his training is not finished. He is pleading with her for some loving. He tried his best to appeal to her passionate side but she grabs the gag and secures it back into his mouth, looks deep into his eyes while stroking his still hard cock and tells him "If you beg me one more time I will ass fuck you the rest of this weekend like the sloppy whore you are."

Debbie turns, walks out, closes and locks the cage door. She can't help but stop and look at her poor dominated husband. Once again, he has just confirmed that she can do anything she wants to him as long as sex is involved. She is tired but the final act of her dominance has not happened yet. Debbie has found that controlling someone is incredibly exciting and she is becoming much more comfortable with each attempt. She turned on her heal and walked to the dungeon door. Not looking back, she thought "I may never give this control back; the orgasms are too great and I like the idea of owning my own man whore." He could only watch as she closed and locked the door, leaving him alone the dungeon.

He was exhausted but could not sleep being locked in the cage the way he was. He kind of faded in and out of consciousness, then he heard the dead bolts unlock. Mistress D walked toward him and unlocked his cage. Something was different and he looked her over. She had changed into a corset outfit with garter and thigh high stockings but the same pair of hot ass boots. She unlocks his right hand and props her left leg up on the cage. Mistress D instructs her caged animal to run his hand all over her ass and leg. He starts to feel her, she changes her mind, slaps his hand away and says "Not yet you perverted whore. I need kisses."

She removes his gag and he wipes the drool from his mouth with his free hand. Her lips desperately searching for his, her tongue wildly probing his mouth and passion filled her heart. Their kisses were intense and almost angry from desire, she placed his hand on her breast. He knew what she wanted and caressed her breast and rolled her nipple until it was hard and protruding with pleasure. She moved his hand between her thighs and she turned her hips to accommodate his position. She let him enjoy her wetness and she unlocked his other wrist. After getting the circulation to come back, his hands migrated to her ass and he pulled her in close. His hands ran all over her sexy, tone body as her kisses drove him to the edge of sexual sanity. He was more than ready to tear her ass up in bed.

She tells him seductively "It is time for some much needed pleasure", winks and while stroking his rock hard shaft, asks him to put his hands behind his back again. She slowly works her way down kissing his chest and stomach. Once she gets to her knees, she reaches around him with both hands locking his wrists together. This time she used a keyed lock instead of a snap latch but he did not notice that detail because he was too busy enjoying his blow job. She does not attach the hobble chain to but puts the blindfold back on him. He never saw the new piece of furniture he was being led to because he was blindfolded the whole time except while in the cage which faced the wrong way. Mistress D's seductive tone and playful attitude worked to her advantage. She could tell he had questions but he did not want to get on her bad side.

Debbie led him over to the new piece, helping him navigate and she laid him down on the cushioned top. She slithered on top of him and continued kissing him and rubbing her hips on his manhood. She even teased him with letting him slide inside of her just a little before she slides up and playfully said "Not yet. You have one more task to do before we go to bed." She climbs off of him and pulls him to his feet. "Get in!" she commands as she is opening the top. He steps in without needing too much help and she orders him to lie down so the bed surface can close and lock. Once she has the top locked, she orders him to poke his head through the hole. He does as ordered and she attaches the neck piece that holds his head up and in place.

Her slave is now sitting on the bottom of the cage, hands secured behind his back and his neck locked into place. His blindfolded face showing signs of fatigue. Giddy with excitement and proud that she actually put this piece of furniture together she slides back on top of the cage and mounts herself proudly in front of his face. She is giggling now. All hopes of her slave getting an orgasm are gone. She looks down at her humiliated whore and says "A Picture is worth a thousand words." and takes a picture of him locked in this predicament. Mockingly, she says "Look at you. How pathetic. All I need now is a guillotine." She moves forward pressing her panty-less pussy onto his face, locks her ankles and squeezes his head with her strong legs. He is still breathing so she readjusts and deliberately closes them around his face again showing him that she has ultimate control.

After a useless struggle she loosens her vice like leg lock. She arches her back, rubbing her pussy on his face, relaxing and tightening her legs. She flips over and wraps her legs around him again, driving his nose into her ass, still rubbing her pussy all over his face. Once she is done flaunting her supremacy of control she rolls back over and tells him "Get busy! I've been patient enough with you. You better give me another mind numbing orgasm." She starts moving her hips and his tongue springs to life again. His tongue is always ready to please. "Life is good" she thinks to herself enjoying the smoothness of his talented tongue as it moves in slow circles looking for that perfect spot. She needs him to find it fast because with all the activity tonight she is getting sore. She pulls back on her skin allowing her slave to stimulate her orgasm zone. She moans with pleasure as he quickly takes advantage of her help.

Debbie is moving her hips up and down controlling the pressure on her clit and her free hand is massaging her nipples. Her head rolls back and reality is fading away again. Sounds seam distant except for the blood pumping in her ears and the sound of her heavy breathing. She moans her husbands name but does not care because the warmth building in her loins is taking over again. She has had multiple orgasms tonight and this one feels like an elusive warm electrical storm that won't stop building up energy. It won't allow her to cum but it continues to grow, forcing her to work harder. She is dripping wet and her slave just keeps licking her pussy in spite of her legs tightening around his face.

Her hands clawing at the table, she starts to let out an animalistic scream as she thrust her pussy up and down on her whores face. Her entire body locks up and chokes off her own screams of pleasure. The stubborn orgasm finally releases its grip. A hot rush of fluid leaps around in her abdomen and explodes from within signaling the beginning of an incredible shock wave of pleasure. Debbie lay there twitching and catching her breath for a little while before looking down her body to the blindfolded head that is still trapped between her legs and says "To bad you were blindfolded. Maybe next time, if you are a good whore, I will allow you to watch. I am sure you are ready for bed." She removes her legs from around his face and slides to the floor. She has him turn a little so she can reach through the bars and unlock his wrists. She releases the neck device and he pulls his head back through the hole.

He removes the blindfold and stretches a bit. While he was stretching and checking out the new cage he was in, Mistress D was blowing out all the candles except for the one closest to the door. She paused and blew out the last candle sending the room into pitch black except for the light from the stairwell shining through the small looking glass. She calls out "Sweet dreams prison bitch." Stepped through the doorway, dead bolted the door, climbed the stairs and bolted the next door closed. She slid the closet shelf back into position leaving her slave locked in his new cage under ground. His only job this weekend is to take care of all her needs but she purposely left his hands free to take care of himself. Debbie undressed, slid into their bed and heard snoring from her slave over the baby monitor all ready. As she turned the monitor off, she smiled and thought "He didn't need an orgasm anyway." She lay in bed reflecting on everything that happened tonight. Being dominant was intoxicating, addictive and she was 100% satisfied sexually. Exhaustion overtook her and she began dreaming about her husband in a dark padded room locked in a straight jacket.....But that is another weekend.