WiganDaveHi All (esp D6lgf)
In the mid 1980's when we were both in our mid 40's, my wife, Helen, had numerous lovers - all were younger colleagues of hers at work.
During our love making she would ridicule me "Your cock isn't nearly as big as Darren's. Hurry up & finish. I'll frig myself off then enjoy Darren's massive cock tomorrow"
Fuelled by the attention she continually received from the 4 studs in her team, she became more aggressive & domineering towards me. Gone were the days when we would take turns to drive to a restaurant or a party - I was now the designated driver & had to buy her whatever drink she fancied - all the while she eyed up the men in the place.
"Put a Porno on the TV, Baby", she purred (in an unusually friendly fashion) after we returned home one night. "Which one Mistress?" I asked (at home, I now had to call her Mistress) "Whichever - just grab the first one" I did so & was surprised that it wasn't the one that I'd watched (& wanked to) the previous day - had I shuffled the DVD's?
I slipped the DVD into the player & saw an unfamiliar film. Just at that moment Helen came downstairs - a vision of loveliness mixed with Satanic anger (dressed in black - stilettos, stockings, skirt & top). The skirt was very short - not just her stocking tops were visible, but her black thong as well. The top was loose & backless - she was obviously braless & her erect nipples teased the fabric as she moved. "Great choice, Slave" she said - one of only a few compliments I received from her. The film was of a BDSM nature. Numerous women, dressed sexily - but always in black garments, would subject their Slaves to humiliation & torture. Men, wearing cock cages, would be tied hand & foot then flogged. After flogging, one Dominatrix took her Slave out 'for a walk'. He was on all 4's & she had a studded leather lead attached to his studded leather collar. Outside, they 'bumped into' several Doms - each pissed on the poor wretch, before thrusting a cock down the Sub's throat & spunking. I have to admit that I was aroused by this - but was I as aroused as my wife? - she was lying back on the settee fingering herself ! She looked up & saw my erection. "Ooo, I thought you'd like that one - that's why I bought it" she giggled "We're going to have some fun tonight. Here, wear these" she tossed a pair of handcuffs to me (cheap imitations available in most sex shops). She then tied one end of a 'spreader bar' to each of my ankles - my feet were now 3ft apart. She led me (by a studded collar & lead - when TF did she buy those?) outside to our garage, threw a rope over one of the beams & tied it to my wrist restraints. I was strung up by the wrists & incapable of escape. I heard the sound "Thwack" a split second before I felt the searing pain in my buttocks. "We'll have fun tonight, Bitch" she barked, before bringing the tawse down onto my buttocks for a 2nd time. After a few more blows she softened, kissed me and, cuddling my face, said "you always tell me that you love me - now PROVE IT". I next felt a sharp stinging pain in my buttocks - different to the tawse. The 'swish' sound from the next blow told me that she now had the cane in her hand. (My mind went back to my teenage years at Boarding School, when the Master would cane us (individually) in his private study. I had a raging Hard-On throughout each beating & yes, I did Cum in my underpants more than once ! As I pulled up my trousers, the Master smirked as he saw my wet patch "Don't be naughty again Mr David - otherwise I'll have to cane you again" Was I deliberately naughty after that? Who knows - but I learned to enjoy a thrashing !
Dangling by my wrist restraints, I was captive to my wife's wishes. "You look hot, Baby" she coo'd . "Let me unbutton your shirt" She did so then raised the back of it over my head to cover my eyes. "That's better" - I was now blindfolded. I expected a sting to my buttocks from tawse or cane. Instead, I felt a tsunami of pain across the whole of my back - it was the

'o Nine Tails that I had enjoyed watching a Dom administer to his/her Sub.
My erection subsided & I withdrew into myself "get through this without weakening" I told myself. After only a few blows, Helen stopped ("so she DOES love me", I thought). Then I heard a voice "Darling, at last - I've warmed him up for you" she said. I was blindfolded & my head was reeling from the thrashings that I'd received, but my sense of smell was still strong. "Where have I smelled that aftershave before?" I asked myself.
I had no time to ponder. A stunning blow from the

took my legs from under me - only my wrist restraints stopped my knees from hitting the garage floor. I then heard a box being dragged from a corner & Mr Dom stood on it & fed his very erect cock into my mouth. "Munch on that Sissy Boy", Mrs Dom enthused. I did. Was this because I was threatened - or because I wanted to? I'll never know. Both slackened the rope tying my wrists to the overhead beam sufficiently to allow me to drop a little. Initially, I thought this was an act of kindness - then I realised that I was now in a vulnerable position - hands shackled & still attached to the overhead rope, feet tied 3 ft apart with a spreader bar. Mrs Dom approached me from the front & rubbed her Mons up against my mouth. Her thong was gone. She then fucked my face with her cunt. She had hold of my hair, then my ears. I tried to lick her (I genuinely wanted to), but I was either too weak, or she moved too quickly). I was surprised when she stopped moving. "At last - I can now lick her" I thought. She then started moving again - but with a different rhythm. Her sighs told me that her man had entered her. I had nothing to lose so I stooped as low as I could & licked her & the cock that was penetrating her ! His moan told me that I had hit the spot so I carried on licking her clit & his balls. His fucking became more vigorous & my tongue sensed that his balls were tightening. He fired one shot up her, then another 2 shots in my mouth.
My wife & I have had many subsequent meetings - would anyone like to hear of them ?