Story: Birthday Slut The following is a story I personally wrote. The names and identities have been altered to protect the guilty. Hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
Birthday Slut ------------------ The night of torment and hell was about to begin. After a fun day of play, I walked into my house. My Wife was sitting in the front room, watching TV. I said hello. She told me to lock the door and take off all my clothes. I started to ask why and she firmly said, "Now slut. Get out of those clothes and get over here." She turned her head to continue watching TV. I stripped off my clothes and walked over to her where I knelt before her with my hands behind my back and my head bowed. I made sure not to block her view of the TV set. When the commercial came on, a few minutes later, she reached over and grabbed my hair. Yanking my hair and forcing my head back, I was eye to eye to a wife I haven't seen before. She was all business and made sure I knew who was in charge. She said, "Slut. Tonight you are mine. I am ready to give you what you want but under my terms. Are you ready and willing to suffer the consequences?" Looking in her eyes, which were just inches away and her aura of total control, excited me and caused me to not answer her fast enough. The TV show was coming back from commercials when she let me go. She said "I'll take that as a yes." I was ordered to go to the bathroom and relieve myself. "Clean up and get back here." Walking back to the room, she told me to take the barstool and put it in the middle of the room. As I did that she pointed to a bag on the table and I was told to lie out the contents on the table. As I emptied the bag, I laid out ropes, paddles, dildos, restraints, floggers, butt plugs, clamps, and a gag. The show was almost over so she told me to place a pillow on the stool and assume the position. What had I got myself into? Not only was I rock hard from being excited but a sense of fear took over by a sadistic side I never saw on my wife. My only thought was to please her so I lay over the stool. The show ended and she got up, picked up the ankle restraints and walked over and put them on me. Next my hands were secured and all four of my limbs were securely tied to the barstool. My upper body was then secured to the seat of the stool with more rope. The final touches were when she took two lengths of rope and reached between my legs and tied one length around the head of my cock and the other length of rope around my ball sac. The ropes were pulled taught and tied off on the rugs of the stool. Walking around to my front, she once again grabbed my hair and yanked up my head. She looked me into the eyes and said, " You have been asking for this for sometime. Are you sure you are ready? To show that I love you, I give you two choices. The first choice I offer is I can untie you now. We will go to bed and there will be no play or sex for at least one month. Your other choice is to submit 100% to me, right here and now. You asked for a spanking and I am ready to give it to you, under my terms. I'll give you a moment to think about it." She let go off my hair and walked into the bedroom for who knows what. Left alone to contemplate my future, I wondered if I could take it or not. Also what were her terms? About 10 minutes later she walked back and asked me, "How is my baby. Are you ready to be my slut, or should we forget it and just go to sleep." This time she was caressing my ass along with my ever-growing cock. I was in an emotional sexual daze when I agreed to be her slut. She said, "Good" With that she slapped me across the ass with her hand and laid down her rules. " First you are my property. I will do anything I want to you. I will take you as my pain slut, my fuck slut or anyway I want." While rubbing my ass, she said, "Who's ass is this?" Yours Mistress I say. She says, "Thank you but I'm not happy." My ass is smooth but it is too white. "I like a rosey Red Ass. And I get what I want." She then plants a firm slap on her ass causing me to jump. Walking to the table, she picks up the breadboard and walks back to me. Sticking the board in my face she tells me, I am her baker man. Now she will make my buns rise. The tone of her voice sent chills down my spine, but there was no turning back. Rubbing the board over my ass, she said "Happy Birthday" as she picked up the paddle and firmly slapped it back down on my ass. The intense pain caused me to yelp and holler. She laid the paddle down and walked back to the table. Picked up something I later learned was the gag. Walking back over to me, she pulled my head up and sneered into my face. Pressing the gag to my closed mouth, she said, "No one gave you permission to speak. Now open your mouth." As I gingerly opened, she shoved the gag inside, causing me to gag. She slapped me across the face and said hold still. She snugly secured the straps to the gag and gazing into my fear laced eyes, she said Good, now where were we. She picked up the paddle and laid it on my ass. "Now in honor of your birthday, you will get 43 slaps with this bread board." My ass clenched in horror until she said, "But since you spoke, I'll have to double your punishment." I started to shake and say NO through the gag. "One more sound and I'll double it again, my pain slut." I shook in fear but knew better than to say another word. She wanted a Red Ass and by the warmth I felt, she was getting what she wanted. The pain was real but I was her slut and I was here to please her. After about 40 or 50 slaps, but who was counting, she stopped and walked back to my face. Gently picking up my face, she showed a look of concern as she asked me how I was doing. She asked if I love her. She asked if I was her pain slut. I nodded yes to all. Good she said as she lowered my head and walked back to my ass. "Now where were we. I'm sorry but I lost count. Looks like we need to start all over again." I violently shook my head NO, but she reminded me my role as her pain slut and she will make me squeal like the pain pig I am. The punishment commenced with earnest and was not long before the tears started flowing from my eyes. After a few more slaps, she took notice to my tears. Telling me this is what I wanted, she said there will be no mercy. With that she continued to administer the punishment despite my whimpered pleas for mercy. By the time she had finished, I was so far in subspace, I was afraid I created a major puddle of tears at my feet. Bringing me back from subspace, I felt the most tenders hands soothing my red hot ass. Her words of comfort and thanks helped make everything feel better. She said she has a special way to thank me. With that she walked in front of me and gently lifted my head. Through tear stained eyes, I saw that she had strapped on a dildo. My emotions took over as the sight shocked me back into reality. "Not only are you my pain slut but you are also my fuck slut. Now that you got me excited and you got what you wanted, I will now get what I want. Your ass is mine, inside and out. Now I will finish the job as I fuck my bitch. You are my bitch, are you not" I shook my head yes. She said, "That is a good slut. Know your place and keep me happy slut." She lowered my head and walked behind me. Picking up a tube of lubricant. She put the nozzle inside my hole and shot a glob of lube inside. Some of it trickled out as she rubbed the excess around the opening. Gently inserting one, two and then three fingers in my opening, she said I was now ready to give up my cherry. Taking her place behind me, she pressed the head of the dildo against my hole. "RELAX" she said as she gently pushed it deeper and deeper inside my bowels. She stopped and allowed me to get used to the size and feeling, after she was all the way in. After a couple minutes, she pulled almost all the way out and then slammed it back in to the hilt. I lurched in pain but that did not stop her. Her feelings of Total Domination took over as she rode me like a wild bucking bronc as she kept calling me her fucking slut and bitch. The next thing I remember is laying beside her as she is comforting and thanking me. The love and trust between us, at this moment is to intense for words. Even though it may be a few days before I can comfortably sit, this is one birthday I will cherish forever. Copyright LVHangman@1999
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