Unrestrained Desires

" I am going out, I need to buy few things ; wait for my parents and get the kids ready for the weekend, make sure they have everything they need for the weekend...I'll be back around 7:00 p.m., you know what to do" my wife said as she was leaving the house.

By 5:30 children were already away with her parents so I rushed to the kitchen to prepare dinner ; I had a tight schedule as I needed to do few other chores, as well. I couldn't allow myself any unfinished or poorly done work as my I knew my wife would not forgive any of it. She came back a little after 7:00, hung her coat at the lobby and came straight in to the kitchen ; I thought that as always, first she will inspect the house to see if I completed my chores properly but instead, she asked if dinner was ready and told me to hurry up as she had some plans for the evening. She then went to the bathroom and I put the dinner on the table that had I set earlier. She came back, I pulled her chair as always and just when I was about to sit down at the other end of the table, she said "no...this evening you will skip dinner ; I want you to be on your feet all the time next to me like a true servant, like a butler. You will take care of the food in my plate and wine in my glass all the time...and further more, strip now and keep your underwear only, I want you without clothes!" This was quite surprising but it obviously entertained her ; I obeyed of course. I filled her plate and, while she was eating she said, "Just consider this as a part of your servant training as from now on, we will never eat together again. You will be stand by my side always when I eat and you will have your dinner cold and whatever is left, after I go to bed." Then she took a glance at me to see how I am coping with her new ideas ; she was probably satisfied not to see any grin of disapproval on my face so she calmly continued to eat her dinner while I was pouring some more wine into her glass. After about 25 minutes, she finished her meal with me by her side constantly minding about food and wine ; she stood up, told me to take care of dishes and left the kitchen. After some time, she came back while I was still at washing dishes, "ok...leave that now, you'll finish it later" she said ; I turned to her and saw her approaching me with a black leather dog collar in one hand and a  chain leash in other. I stood there waiting for her next move ; she placed the collar around my neck and fastened it at the back of it. Then she attached the leash to a small shackle at the front of the collar and tugged it easily to see if it was all ok. As she turned around, she pulled me by the leash and said, "come on...follow me". I walked behind her through the kitchen door to the living room where she stopped, let the leash fall on the floor and said, "stay there!"

She went to the other end of the room and took a bag that was laying on the floor. Carrying it, she walked behind me, squatted down to the floor and took out from the bag a pair of ankle chains made of iron. Carefully, she placed the shackles around my ankles and locked them ; then she took out a pair of handcuffs, stood up and told me to put my hands behind my back. As I did, she locked  them around my wrists, grabbed the leash again and said "good...now lets go" as she again tugged the leash. I had no idea where all this equipment came from but it was obvious this was what she shopped for, that evening.

It was very difficult to follow her steps as the chain, that connected those ankle shackles, was very short and her tug very firm. I had no idea where she was taking me but we were passing through the lobby towards the entrance door. I realised she was taking me out of the house and I panicked a little ; I was naked except for my underwear and it was not exactly summer outside. Also, although it was already dark for few hours, I feared some of our neighbours might see us. She opened the door and just before we exited the house, she grabbed the remote for the garage door so I figured that's where she was taking me.

As we stepped out, I turned my head around for few times quickly to see if anyone was around ; I couldn't see anyone but I started to shiver as it was much colder then I thought.

She opened the garage door with her remote and tugged me in then she closed them. The cars were not inside so the garage appeared empty except for few boxes of old things we kept there. There was also one old chest of drawers in the corner, two concrete stanchions at deeper end of the garage, a sink, a water hose and a mowing machine. Being rather big, the garage seemed quite empty without our cars in it. She stopped when we reached the middle and turned to me, "drop down on your knees...now!" she raised her voice as I wasn't quick enough. This was the first time I did that with my hands and legs restrained and it was much more difficult to get on my knees like that as I had no free hands to support myself. Once I was down, she walked behind my back ; I felt the sole and heel of her boot on my back and then a sudden push threw me on the floor, sideways. For few weeks before, she used to call me names and tell me where I belong...she was constantly putting me down but never her oration seemed so harsh and "from the heart" as it was now. "Look at you, look what became of you" she began while walking around me, "even dogs and other lowly animals can stand on their four pads...and you, you don't even fight back as every animal does." She stopped circling just near my head ; I saw her boot in front of my face and slightly turned my head aside to look up, "Don't! Don't you dare look up and speak to me unless instructed so...you pathetic excuse for a man!" Then she squatted down where she was standing, grabbed me by my hair, pulled my head up a bit and said, "You should never had me become this way...but now that you have, I'll make you sorry for it, really sorry" and she stood up again. At that moment I felt frightened for the first time ; woman beside me was still my wife by appearance but a complete stranger to me. She stood up, took the leash and pulled me up, "get up on your feet...now!" she ordered. I thought getting down on my knees restrained was though ; but getting up was almost impossible. I practically hanged by the leash for few moments until I managed to get my soles on the ground and get up. She pulled me to the other end of the garage and pressed against one of two cold concrete stanchions; "Stay" was the only thing she said. I stood there with the concrete against my face; I heard her open one of the drawers of the chest and then walk back to me. She brought a rope and started to wrap it around me and the stanchion. She circled around 7-8 times with the rope at height of my chest and with my hands still behind my back; then she stopped behind me and tied couple of tight knots. She moved away towards the chest again and took something out from it. I couldn't see her or what she was doing, I just heard her heels clicking with the concrete floor. Then she stopped moving and said, "I bought this for you yesterday and it cost me quite a lot...now it is time to see if it's worth the money." The next thing I heard was a whiz before sharp and excruciating pain suddenly ripped my back and my hands. "AAARRGHHHH!" a long shriek rushed out of my throat ; it felt like someone lit a flare and pressed it to my skin. I heard her walking again and then she appeared in front of me ; she held a viscous looking single tail whip in her hand. "Did that hurt?" she asked sarcastically with a calm voice never expecting an answer to her question, "because if it did, then you're screwed...there is a lot more where that came from!" she raised her voice again. Seeing her with a whip, hearing all the things she said I felt panic, fear and unexpected excitement at the same time ; I was bound, restrained, helpless and as a result of all those mixed feelings, my thoughts were all confused, I didn't know if I should show some reaction, say something....

She slowly walked behind me again ; again, I couldn't see her but only hear how the sound her footsteps made on a concrete floor. Then she stopped ; I expected another blow from her whip so I huddled in anticipation. But she didn't do anything, she just stayed soundless somewhere behind me. I thought she was just playing with me, teasing me...after a while I relaxed in my bondage. But before I was able to finish my thoughts, I heard the same whiz again and in a split second felt the same protruding sharp pain on my back. Again I screamed loudly as her whip ripped through my skin, "No...please...Tina" I managed to barely rap out with a trembling voice. "What?! What did you say?!" she sounded angry, "Shut up, shut da fuck up! Did I ask you anything?! I don't think so..." then I heard her walk again towards me. As she came close, she grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head back, "I said you'll be sorry, haven't I....now, you will be sorry fuckface...I am going to whip the life out of you, you worthless piece of shit!" She let go of my hair, and walked few steps away, again...I knew then that she was not just toying with me, but she meant every word I say. How right I was, I learned instantly ; those whizzes ripped through the air quickly and repeatedly and her whip mercilessly bruised the skin on my back, my hands and my ass causing unbearable pain. Blows were so frequent I was unable to properly scream and after 10 or 15 hits, I lost my voice completely. Tears ran down my cheeks, my mouth open wide, my jaw hanging....I got dazed from the excruciation and rested completely limp in those ropes. After a while she stopped and I didn't even notice it from the fiery ache that burned my entire back. What brought me back a little from the daze I was in was when I fell on the cold concrete floor after she released the ropes. I curled on the floor as a wounded animal and hardly heard her footsteps again. With a squint, I managed to take a look at her ; she was standing beside me all worked up and inhaling deeply. Then she squatted down near my face again, grabbed me by the hair and turned my face towards hers. I felt warm sticky liquid land on my eyes, my nose and mouth as she spat in my face, "Do you feel in right place now, asshole...ha? Do you?" she asked and then smiled wickedly, "yeeess...you will learn your proper place, I promise you!" Then she stood up and said, "now I'll take care of your wounds...lay on your stomach now!" she ordered. It took a lots of strain to obey what she said but I managed somehow ; as I did, she stepped on my back for a second increasing the pain from my wound and then stood above me with her legs on each side of my torso. "Here, I hear that this helps", I didn't know what she was doing but after few moments, I felt warm liquid dripping on my back. As she released herself on my wounds she said, "Urine is the only proper medicine for you." She pissed all over my back and my hands until her bladder was empty ; once she was done, I heard the whip fall on the floor and her footsteps walking away. Then I heard the garage door creaking as she opened them and walked right out of the garage. The door then closed leaving me alone, wounded and still restrained on the cold concrete floor.

 I don't know how long I laid there on the floor before she came back but it felt like at least two hours.  I was degraded, wounded and felt frozen from being naked in a room without any heating. When she returned, she opened the door, left the remote on the chest and told me to get back in the house. Since I was worn our and still in lots of pain, since I was still restrained, it took me a small eternity to manage my way back into the house.

She was standing in the lobby still dressed as before, with her hands on her hips and waiting for me. I stopped in front of her without a word and she got to removing cuffs and shackles from my limbs. Once I was free, she turned me around and checked out bruises on my back ; I guessed there was no greater damage as she didn't make any comments but instead, ordered me to go to the bedroom. So I complied and she followed me ; once we were in the room, she told me to lay on the bed on my back. I laid and she began to remove her clothes; she got naked quickly but left her boots on. Then she climbed the bed, got on top of me and swiftly straddled my head. "Eat me now" she commanded and lowered her pussy on my face ; she seemed very horny and just as I began to lick her pussy, her hips started to move and her pussy rubbing against my mouth and my nose. "Oh yeah...that's it...lick it, come on..." she tilted her head back, closed her eyes and enjoyed the ride. Her cunt juice was now all over my face as the movement of her hips became faster and wider, "Ohhhh...yes...ohhh, fuck...yeah!" she moaned louder. Then she suddenly stopped, leaned forward and down a bit and took something from under the pillow. She moved away a bit from my face and I saw she was holding a big black dildo in her hand, "open your mouth!" she ordered me. As I did, she shoved the end of it in my mouth and said, "bite on it...hard...and keep it that way...don't loose this erection too, you incapable freak!" I bit on the plastic and tightened my grip with my lips as much as I could ; she elevated herself a bit, got above the dildo and then slowly slid on it. "Oh god....yes...fuck!" she was getting hornier then ever ; slowly, her hips moved up and down for few times until the dildo disappeared completely inside her. "OHHH! DAMN....YEAH!" she was almost screaming ; she increased the pace and soon, she rode that dildo wildly hitting my face with her bottom. It took her only a minute or two to reach a mind-blowing orgasm ; her spasmodic bottom pressed against my face I thought I'd suffocate. Then she fell relaxed over me, leaning on the headboard, breathless. After a while she came to her senses and got off of the dildo and me ; she climbed off of the bed and pulled the plastic dick out of my mouth. "Get up!" she ordered me again ; I obeyed, got up and stood before her. "Now get down on your knees" and I obeyed again, "put your both hands behind your head and spread your legs some more" her voice was calm and firm, "and close your eyes, too" she finished. I did all she told me to, closed my eyes and waited for her next order or act. Then unexpectedly, I felt strong pain between my legs ; my stomach spasm and I fell on the floor as her boot landed on my balls, hard. "Get up you sissy...what's the matter ,can't stand a little pain?! Get up on your knees!" the pain was sharp and long but I managed to get back on my knees. She placed her right leg in front of me and told me to remove her boot; as I did, she told me to remove the little key that hanged by her anklet and to unlock my cock cage. "Now...I am giving you what you wanted but I do not see any erection...so either you were lying to me or you're just impotent, lazy fuck" she said and came closer to me. "Now, I want to perform a test with you...don't touch your dick unless I say so, you understand?!" "Yes Tina" I replied and nodded my head, too. She moved a bit away ,swung her right hand and slapped me across my left cheek, hard ; then she looked at my dick and said "nothing...let's try something different." She squatted down before me, looked me in my eyes and said, "You are just a dog now, not a man anymore...let alone my husband...just a worthless worm for me to crush, abuse and humiliate." Once she finished, she took a look at my dick again which got just a little bigger then before, "hmmm...a little improvement but still not a proper response." She stood up again, put her hand under her chin like she was thinking of what to do next, "then lets go back to the garage and I'll whip you again until you bleed, until you loose your consciousness...how about that, would you like that?" Again she looked at my dick which was now semi-hard, "well, well...we are getting there, aren't we...so it seems you like to be hurt after all, ha?" I suppose I'd easily get hard in normal conditions but then I was in pain, still shivering from cold so I just couldn't get fully excited by her words from which I normally would. "Lets see...I'll piss on you again and in your mouth...you'll be my toilet for the rest of your life, how's that?" and as soon as she finished she looked down again. Since she pressed the right button, since that was one of my strongest fantasies, her eyes went wide as she saw my cock stiff and hard. "Wow! now we are getting somewhere, look at you..hahaha...my husband wants to be my toilet...how pathetic is that...hahaha!" her word got me even hornier. She squatted down again in front of me and said, "now take your dick in your hand slave...and start jerking it off for me." I had no objections to that so I took my cock in my hand and began to stroke it ; she watched me with contempt in her eyes..."from now on, you will be my personal toilet...on daily basis" she began to talk thing she thought I wanted to hear. "I will piss on you and in you every time I need to go...I will never use the real toilet again, as long as you live...you will be my piss pot, toilet bowl, my toilet paper." Her words brought me close to the verge of cumming but I still couldn't ; I increased the pace and stroked my cock quickly as I badly wanted to cum. "What's the problem little man, can't cum...ha? I thought being the toilet is what you want? Pity I don't need to piss now, otherwise it would be fun to see you cum while drinking my piss...come on, you can do it....jerk it!" I was really doing my best but my sperm just wouldn't come out, "damn you...can't do anything right, can you?...I should shit on you instead of just pissing and..." but she never managed to finish her sentence as my warm sperm squirted all over her boot and floor. Once I was done, I leaned forward on my free hand panting ; then I looked up at her just to see her all caught up in surprise...her eyes wide open, her jaw dropped. After a minute of silence, she sat down on the bed and said, "How sick are you for fucks sake? you want my shit? is that it? tell me!" she raised her voice at the end. I kept there kneeling and silent but she wouldn't let go, "look at me!" so I looked up at her ; "now tell me, I want to hear it...do you want my shit in your mouth?!" It took me another few moments to barely and silently reply with a simple "yes"...For a while she just looked at me as she was feeling sorry for me ; then she said, "well...now I finally know what really you are." She paused again as she was contemplating whether to continue to talk or not ; "get down and lick the mess you made...lick it all up, from the floor and my boot." She obviously didn't want to talk about it anymore so she changed the subject ; I obeyed her, bowed down and began to lick my own sperm off of her boot and floor. Once I was done she told me to stand up ; she put back the cock cage, locked it and put away the key on her anklet. She then left the room...