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

    turning to spread the lube around his anus. I had four fingers into him when I lubed the dildo. “Relax, John—it’s going into you whether you like it or not. It will just hurt more if you resist.” Gripping his hips tightly I pushed forward, forcing the irresistible tool into his impenetrable sphincter. He whined and cried, but I was the boss. I could do what I wanted with him and I would during his training period to help him to obey. I pushed all the way into his bowel. Once there I tightened the nipple clamps. He howled in agony as I began to pump my dildo into him. My left hand on his shoulder, I moved my right to his cock, stroking it in time with my fucking and soon he spurted all over my hand even as the motions of my harness stimulated me. I held back from cumming--that would be John’s job later. My cock had served its purpose. Pulling it out; I could see him relax. After dumping it in the laundry tub I returned to John with a warm wet cloth that I used to wipe down his cock and ass. Once the cage was back in place I released him. He followed me upstairs to the bedroom where I allowed him to undress me. Then he drew a bath, licking my pussy gently while I sat on the tub’s edge. John helped me into the tub. “Get in and sit behind me, John then you can wash my body. Be careful with my breasts, pussy, and ass crack. You are to wash them, not play around. Once my body is clean you will wash my hair.” He took the soap, began on my neck, shoulders, and back. I lifted my ...
    body to give him access to my ass then he reached around me to clean my chest, stomach, and pussy. I was pleased when he washed me, but did not take liberties. Once he was done I taught him how to wash my hair, rinse it, and use the conditioner I loved. He dried my body and my hair, blow drying and brushing it one hundred times—something I had done every night, but he would do in the future. I spoke to him once he was done. “Now I think I should do something about your hair. Stand with your hands behind your back.” The handcuffs went around his wrists then I removed the cock cage. Positioning John over a towel I cut his pubic hair within a half inch then applied a hot towel, shaving soap, and a razor. All his hair on his abdomen, scrotum, and asshole was gone. I made doubly sure by coating these areas with a depilatory that would kill the follicles and, hopefully, leave him bare forever. It burned his skin so I pushed him into the shower after ten minutes. The cold water shrunk his tiny cock to almost nothing. The cage was returned and locked in place once I had him dry. “Okay, John, time to use the toilet and I have to go also then it’s bedtime.” He moved to the toilet without reservation and opened his mouth. We were both done in less than a minute. John licked me clean and when I turned around he attacked my asshole. It was spotless on the outside, but the inside was where John’s tongue was. I still thought it was disgusting, but I needed to do it to reinforce my dominance ...