1. My Husband, My Slave--Part 4


    Date: 5/15/2017, Categories: Fiction, Body modification, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Slavery, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 92, Source: sexstories.com

    cocks, John, but I would have much preferred being in bed with you. I will tell you that I believe the treatments will hurt so you will be sedated much of the time. That’s why you will only need outfits for bed. You will have to sign the releases, John so the final decision is yours.” “No, Miss Sophie—I made my final decision when I agreed to serve as your slave. I will always do whatever you wish me to.” I leaned forward to kiss John, praying that the experiment would work. We were up early the following morning, meeting the limo in the driveway at 6:00 a.m. for the hour long trip to JFK International Airport. I removed John’s cock cage before we left the house. Being early there was no line for first class passengers. I checked both bags and we were off to security. Of course, we had to go through all the indignities other passengers had to suffer to ensure our safety. We arrived at our gate with forty minutes to spare. I began to relax at last once we were safely seated. Our steward offered mimosas. I thought, “Why not?” I could see how tense John was. Perhaps a little alcohol would help him. I ordered for both of us. If the steward thought that odd he kept his thoughts to himself. The flight to Paris-De Gaulle was long but comfortable thanks to the wide and well-cushioned seats in first class. We both slept for several hours en route, waking primarily for the lunch which was pretty good for airline food. I almost always used either European airlines like Air France or ...
    Quantas if I had to fly across the Pacific. I thought the food and service were both better than on our airlines where the flight attendants often seemed to disappear for hours at a time. We changed planes at De Gaulle for a regional jet for the roughly 300 mile flight to Zurich. Another limo was waiting to take us to the Baur au Lac, one of Zurich’s finest old hotels. A person earning what I did would have difficulty affording a suite here, but this was one of the times my hidden millions came in handy. I tipped the bellman and had John unpack the suitcases while I checked out the view. Once he was done I took him to bed. “I’m afraid this will be our last chance to make love for at least the next three weeks, John. Your first treatment will occur tomorrow morning. I’ll be with you during it and later while you rest in your room. I understand you will need at least five treatments and your penis will be tender for several weeks afterward. We’ll probably know by the time we leave whether the treatments have worked. “Come to me, darling—my husband, my slave. Make the most beautiful love to me.” I shed my clothing one garment at a time in a sensuous striptease, winding my blouse, slacks and bra around his startled face. I pushed my breasts into John’s chest, wrapped my arms around his neck and forced my lips into his, my tongue into his mouth as I ripped the clothes from his body. Pushing him back onto the bed I moved up John’s body, claiming what was mine. I straddled John’s head ...
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