1. My Husband, My Slave


    Date: 7/31/2017, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Domination/submission, Female Domination, Oral Sex, Slavery, Torture, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 89.2, Source: sexstories.com

    later John had dried me and brought my robe. “Crawl behind me, John. We need to go to the basement. I have work for you there.” Once there I had John drill two holes in the steel I-beam that formed the major support for the house. I placed a short length of chain in a U-bolt, pushed both ends through the holes and John attached the washers and wrenched the nuts down tight. A second was placed exactly eight feet away. Then, using the special concrete bit I’d bought, two screw anchors were sunk into the floor beneath each of the U-bolts. Heavy-duty eye bolts, each with its own chain were socked tightly into the anchors, locking them in place. “Stand between the chains, John.” I fitted strong leather wrist and ankle cuffs to his body then locked him tightly into place, his arms and legs stretched almost to the breaking point. “Get used to being here, John. This is where I’ll discipline you and if anyone needs discipline it’s you. So far I’ve only used your belt, but once I begin your formal training you’ll get the cane and the crop, as well. I’ll be very hard on you, John—especially at first--but it’s for your benefit. The faster I break you the easier it will be on you in the long run. You can stay here while I get a bite to eat. Then I’ll start to condition you.” I kissed him passionately on the mouth. He responded, but he was shaking like a leaf. I knew that John would break quickly. He couldn’t stand even the slightest pain. He put up a huge fuss last year when I took a ...
    splinter from his finger, shrieking and crying, even shaking before I removed the one-eighth of an inch sliver. I couldn’t wait until he tasted the cane. I made myself a sandwich, eating it in the living room with a cup of tea. Once I was done I made another, cutting it into tiny pieces. I carried it on a paper plate into the basement. “This is how you will eat from now on, John. You’ll sit in your place between my legs and I’ll feed you—bit by bit—when I feel like it and only as much as I feel appropriate. Obviously, you will eat normally when in the company of others.” I placed a bit of sandwich between his lips. He ate it eagerly. I gave him sips of water, releasing him once he was done. “Upstairs, John…crawl and take your position.” I turned away, keeping one eye on John. He followed directions and was in position five minutes later. “I’m keeping those cuffs on you, John. You’ll sleep on the floor at the foot of the bed until your training is over. That will give you some additional incentive.” I spent the evening reading until John spoke. “I have to go to the bathroom, Sophie.” “First, you’ll call me ‘Miss Sophie’ in private—‘Sophie’ only in public. Second, as a slave you’ll have to learn to control yourself. I, and only I, will decide if and when you use the toilet. Since we’re just beginning I will allow it. Come…follow me.” I led him to the lavatory and pointed. Okay, you’ll have to sit with that cage covering your cock. You’ll get used to it in time.” “Are you going to ...
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