Men In Pain

The next morning I was awakened early and taken to my Mistress who was eating her breakfast. She told me that tonight she was having a special guest over and I was going to be the drink waiter for them and I would start training for it now. I was taken to a room that was wall to wall leather gear and attachments. I was told to get up from my crawling position and to kneel. One wrist was pulled up behind my back and an inch wide strap was attached to it and then the strap was pulled over my shoulder and hung on my chest. The same was done to my other wrist. Then a clear piece of plexiglass about 12 inches by 7 inches was put up to my chest. On one edge was two clips that attached to my nipples and the other edge had a slot that each of the leather straps slipped through and then tied. The plexiglass now became a tray that moved as I moved. Water glasses were put on it and I could feel their weight on my nipples. I was told to walk as trained up on my toes and to walk around the room, making sure not to spill a drop. It took great concentration to keep the glasses steady. I practiced for about an hour and managed not to spill very much although my nipples burned from the weight after the first two minutes. Satisfied that I would perform well enough I was taken back to the room with all the leather gear and outfitted for the evening ahead.

She then placed them onto my lips and into my mouth. I sucked the spicy juice off them and licked her fingers clean. She did it again only this time as she placed them into my mouth she cracked a whip across my bare ass. I closed my eyes and absorbed the pain in order to get all of her juices. She continued this for a few minutes sometimes making me try to reach her hand, as I struggled with my bonds to get to her. Every time her fingers entered my mouth the whip struck. Every time I sucked her fingers the whip struck again. The control she had over me was so complete and so delicious, I hoped it would never end.

Its been heaven for me since that fateful day she caught me buying my Kotex. Now when we go shopping she makes me hand carry both our Feminine Products to the check out counter. I can hardly wait, in another week, I'll be helping my mistress to stay clean and feminine for another of her periods.

My slave training began two months ago when my thirty-seven year old
next door neighbor happened to catch me buying my supply of sanitary
napkins and Tampax. Melanie is a sexy looking lady with a dynamite
body. She had just recently moved into the apartment complex where I
live. I found out after becoming her slave that she works as a legal
secretary and was recently divorced. She said her former husband was a
lousy lover. Only caring about his own orgasms and that at first
she had been hurt by his running off with some young slut. She soon
realized that he was the loser, not her. She sold the big fancy house
he had bought her and move to this apartment complex. She said that she
checked out all the single men when she first moved here. I was the
only one that appealed to her and that she was glad that she caught me
that day in the grocery store.

This is a story bursting balls and making pussies go wet – dont miss it
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I am a dominant wife, and I dearly love to crush the male.
We’ve been married one year. I’m 29 and Gene is 26. I stand
5′10″, measure 37-25-36, and have won several beauty contests.
Gene is 5′7″ and slender, and only his money attracted me. At
age 23, he inherited a thriving business when his parents died;
at 24, he inherited considerable stocks and bonds from an aunt.
When we dated, and I discovered he could be completely dominated,
I decided to share the wealth. He proposed, and learned he would
have to be my slave. He agreed.
Even before the wedding I sought other couples to share fun
and games. I found two perfect pairs. Bill and Ginger are 31;
Don and Phyllis are 30. Each couple is socially prominent and
dedicated to female domination. Bill and Don are big, muscular
men who, unlike Gene, are bisexual. Although I ridicule and
discipline Gene daily, Saturday night he is humiliated and
punished by others. (more…)

Archive-name: Slaves/3femdom.txt
Archive-author: D.B.
Archive-title: Dominant Wife 3-way

I am a dominant wife, and I dearly love to crush the male.
We’ve been married one year. I’m 29 and Gene is 26. I stand
5′10″, measure 37-25-36, and have won several beauty contests.
Gene is 5′7″ and slender, and only his money attracted me. At
age 23, he inherited a thriving business when his parents died;
at 24, he inherited considerable stocks and bonds from an aunt.
When we dated, and I discovered he could be completely dominated,
I decided to share the wealth. He proposed, and learned he would
have to be my slave. He agreed.
Even before the wedding I sought other couples to share fun
and games. I found two perfect pairs. Bill and Ginger are 31;
Don and Phyllis are 30. Each couple is socially prominent and
dedicated to female domination. Bill and Don are big, muscular
men who, unlike Gene, are bisexual. Although I ridicule and
discipline Gene daily, Saturday night he is humiliated and
punished by others.
We arrive at Ginger’s house about 9 pm. Each wife prepares
her slave in a separate room. I know Bill and Don will wear
rubber jockstraps and be unbound. I make Gene strip, fold his
arms up against his back, and with cuffs and short chains I lock
his hands to a collar. Naked and helpless, he is marched into
the game room to stand at attention near us. Don and Bill,
making drinks, pause and run their eyes warmly over Gene’s body.
The men kneel alongside our chairs while we three girls
visit. Soon I designate one of the men to watch Gene and report
if he relaxes his attention pose. When he does, Ginger or
Phyllis gives him several hard swats with a paddle. One of them
suggests nipple rings as further punishment. A heavy steel ring
is snapped onto the tip of each nipple, and Gene’s penis rises
and swells instantly. We girls laugh at his slim six inches and
I tell him how inept he is as a lover.
Before long it is swap time. The men are handcuffed, and I
take Bill to a bedroom, peel off the jock, and he kneels and eats
cunt until I climax. He then lies on his back and I straddle him
from above. His thick, long penis feels wonderful inside me and
we explode together. He kneels, and while I whip his ass we make
a date to be together during the week.
Back in the game room, I see Gene’s ass and thighs marked
with whip lines and Ginger tells us how he pleaded when she
twisted the nipple rings. We all laugh at him. We swap again,
and this time I put Don through his paces. He has a really big
cock and enormous staying power, and I ride him hard, using a
strap on him at the same time. Then he licks me clean, I get him
up again, and while I ride we talk a bit, making fun of Gene, and
planning a date together.
Afterward, the two men are released while Gene, still
chained, stands at attention. We have drinks and discuss the
slaves’ performances; Gene suffers by comparison.
I go up to him and twist a nipple ring until he moans. I
remind him he is not to speak, so I gag him. His eyes betray his
fear. I ask the girls if their slave would enjoy playing master
a while. They agree to permit it. The men kiss our feet in
thanks. One picks up a studded leather strap, the other a small
whip, and each hook a finger through a nipple ring. I damn near
climax with joy watching Gene, naked and helpless, being taken
away for an hour by the two big muscular men.
Ginger, Phyllis, and I talk about the men, our love of
domination, and make plans for special games next time.
Meanwhile, Gene is being put through hell.
He’s a wonderful, wretched sight when they drag him back.
Covered with whip lines, ass swollen and flaming, walking as if
his balls were crushed. He must stand before us while the men
describe what they did.
Finally we go home. Gene rides naked and chained, not
knowing if I’ll release him at home, or let him sleep chained, or
put him through fun and games of my own. Whatever I do, he knows
that next week he will have to endure another evening, and that
is his role as my slave

D.B., Illinois from Variations II spring 1978

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Electro Sex Domination
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