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Category: Erotica/BDSM Erotica
Description: He Took Complete Control of His Wife! Early on in their marriage, Sean learned that there were three ways to do things--the right way, the wrong way and his wife Leigh's way. Sexually, Leigh didn't like to experiment. Now, all this was all to change. Things were going to be done his way. And Leigh would come to appreciate, enjoy and even crave what she thought was so perverted. He knew there were risks, perhaps even great risks in doing so. But Sean had nothing to lose and everything to gain: the end of sexual frustration, control, fulfillment a of deep-seated desires to dominate, and a wife who obeyed his every wish. Sean planned a special weekend in which he would teach Leigh what he wanted and needed. It would be a weekend in which he would hold Leigh captive in their house while he taught her to submit in no uncertain terms. It would be a weekend that would change the entire complexion of their marriage.
eBook Publisher: Renaissance E Books/Sizzler Editions,
eBookwise Release Date: November 2007

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I stared at the contents of the box that arrived in the mail that morning. I carefully examined each piece of equipment before placing it on the bed. When I was finished, a black leather whip with a twenty-inch fall, black leather wrist and ankle restraints, a black leather blindfold, a short riding crop, a black collar and lead, a ball gag, Japanese cloverleaf nipple clamps, a black leather bra (36C), a pair of black leather panties, and a small black leather slipper were neatly displayed on the black and white comforter of the king-size bed.

I had placed the order for these items because of my wife Leigh. We had been married for over twenty years. And I guess by most standards, it was a good marriage. Early on in the marriage, I learned that there were three ways to do things-the right way, the wrong way and Leigh's way. Over the years, I had acquiesced to her and accepted that things would be done her way even in the bedroom. It caused me a lot of unhappiness and frustration. And it was time that things changed.

Sexually, Leigh didn't like to experiment too much. She would, on rare occasions, wear something a little sexy like a bustier and stockings or a garter belt, stockings and panties. She liked giving oral sex but never let me cum in her mouth. She wasn't particular fond of receiving oral sex. Anal sex was absolutely out of the question. Anything that smacked of being kinky like bondage, breast torture, or whipping was perverted to her and only done by sick people. I wanted to explore new frontiers but could not.

However, this was all going to change and for the better from my perspective. I was tired of being frustrated, especially in the bedroom. Things were now going to be done my way. In addition, my sexual curiosity and expectations would be satisfied. And Leigh would come to appreciate, enjoy and even crave what she thought was so perverted. It was time to move from vanilla to fantastic sex. And I had taken the first step in reaching that goal. I knew there were risks, perhaps even great risks in doing so. But they were risks that I was willing to take. What did I have to loose? A stale marriage, sexual boredom, and a lot of frustration. But look what I would gain-a release of sexual frustrations, control, fulfillment of deep-seated desires and needs and a wife who obeyed. Yes, the gains far outweighed the risks. I carefully placed the items back into the box and hid the box in the garage. I knew Leigh would never find it there. Since Leigh would not be home for a few hours, I made a trip to the hardware store and the adult video store and picked up a few other items that might be useful in training Leigh to be the submissive wife that I desired. Two hours later, I added clothespins, rope, spring-loaded clasps and few other select adult items to the box in the garage. I was relaxing in front of the television and watching the evening news when Leigh returned from work at the hospital. Her position in upper management fitted her personality well since she liked to be in control. I met her in the kitchen and gave her a hug and a kiss. Her 36C breasts felt good as they pressed into my chest. "Hard day?" I asked. I knew the answer from the expression on her face

"Yes. It was an extremely demanding day and I am worn out. How was your day off?"

"Good." I did not let on just how good it had been as I planned for some dramatic changes in her life and mine. I watched as she took off her suit jacket and laid it over the back of a kitchen chair. I admired just how large her breasts appeared on her trim 5' 6" frame. The nipple clamps will look great on those I fantasized for just a moment.

"I will get dinner in a moment. But I need to change first." She turned to go to the bedroom.

I followed and watched as she unfastened her skirt and stepped out of it. "Take your time. I had a late lunch," I remarked. The black hose really accentuated the shape of her legs.

"So did I," she volunteered while stripping off her hose. She was wearing light green silky panties underneath. They were sheer enough so that her dark pubic hairs were slightly visible.

When she stood up, I moved next to her and using her hips pulled her ass against my crotch. Moving my hands up, I reached around and cupped her breasts. I could feel the hard nipples under the shinny material of her bra. Her shoulder length light brown hair still smelled fresh and I caught just a hint of her perfume. "Do you want dessert first?"

"I am just too tired. Maybe later."

"Okay," I knew her 'maybe' meant not tonight. I released my grip on her breasts and lightly moved my palms over her nipples and then I very lightly pinched them.

Immediately, she brushed my hands away. "You know I don't like that," she said with an annoyed tone.

I returned to the scene of the crime and pinched them again just to make my point and perhaps to annoy her a little. "I like doing it," I simply replied. She had no idea just how much I liked pinching her nipples. But she would find out very soon.

"Well, I don't." She brushed my hands away again and walked into the bathroom.

Her attitude really pissed me off. As I walked back to the living room, I thought to myself, "You will learn to like a lot of things you don't right now. In fact, you are going to learn to crave them." Smiling a wicked smile, I finished watching the evening news.

She served dinner braless which was very unusual for her. Later in the evening as we turned in, I discovered it was her way of showing me that I wasn't going to get to play with her or her tits that night. But I already knew that would happen. As I lay there, I thought about how things would change. Therefore, I decided that this weekend was the weekend to put my plan into action. In just three days, I would begin training and molding her into the responsive submissive that I needed wanted.

"I have planned a quiet weekend just for us," I told her the next morning. "That will give you a few days to clear your schedule for the weekend."

"I will try. But you know how things do happen."

"Yes, I do." Her enthusiasm was a bit lacking. But nothing was going to interfere this weekend. I was going to be in control, absolute control. And her attitude would soon change about a lot of things. I spent the next few days making sure that everything was ready. I paid special attention to every detail. I was nervous and excited about the prospects that this weekend held. By Friday afternoon, I had everything in place. I sat in the kitchen and contemplated my plans as I waited for Leigh to come home from work. I had gotten laid on Thursday night. But it was more of a courtesy fuck than anything else, a wifely duty. My heart skipped a beat when I heard the door open. It was show time. "Welcome home," I greeted her.

"Thanks," she said and gave me a small peck on the cheek. "What plans do have for the weekend?"

"Just a nice quiet weekend at home," I informed her as I locked the deadbolt and removed the key. I had made sure the other doors were secured and that there was no way for her to escape.

"Doing what?" she asked. Setting down her brief case and removing her jacket, she waited for my reply.

"I have some interesting plans for you," I said. I smiled slightly as she gave me quizzical look.

"Will I like them?" she asked. Her look told me that she wasn't exactly in the mood for any of my games.

"You will learn to like them."

"And what does that mean?" Her green eyes flashed at me.

Here goes. There is no turning back I told myself. "It means that I am taking control of you. And you are going to learn to satisfy me and obey me without question.

"Excuse me?" She glared at me.

"You heard me. I am tired of your shit and having you call most of the shots around here. I am tired of begging for a piece of ass and having to kiss your ass most of the time to get a little."

"I can guarantee you won't be getting any this weekend, asshole," she fired back.

"Wrong!" I grabbed her by the arm and made her face me. "Get on your knees, now!" I ordered.

She stared at me. "No," she said defiantly.

Reaching out and pinching her nipple harder than I had ever before, I told her, "On your knees." Using my hand on her shoulders, I pushed her down.

Giving into my strength, she knelt before me. "Fuck you!"

"Yes, you will. But first, you will learn what I will expect from you this weekend." I smiled as she refused to look at me and I sensed her anger. It wasn't the kind of weekend she was expecting--a weekend where I served her in order to get between her legs. "You will call me 'Master' from now on. Do you understand?" When she didn't respond, I pinched her other nipple. "Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Yes, what?" I reached for her nipple again.

"Yes, Master," she responded to avoid any more pain.

"It's a start. Now whenever you kneel, you will keep your knees wide apart, you will put your hands behind your back and you will lower your head and eyes. You will not speak unless asked to so. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Yes, what?" I asked as I found her nipple again and pulled it out while pinching it.

"Ow. Yes, Master."

"You will learn." I knelt in front of her and pinched both nipples. "Just a reminder that you will not speak unless you have permission."

She remained silent this time.

"Oh, if you think you can escape, think again. I have secured the whole house and you noticed that I locked the front door right after you came in. Whether you want to be or not, you are here for the whole weekend. And I will be watching your every move."

She nervously looked around and saw some of the new security devices I had placed on the windows. It slowly sank in that she was indeed "captive" in her own house.

"Now spread those knees." I watched as she obeyed and remembered to put her hands behind her back and lower her head and eyes. "Yes, I do like you in this position," I said as I slowly ran my hand over her thigh, under her skirt and across your pantie-covered pussy. Using my middle finger, I pressed her panties into her slit and felt her jump as I found her clit. "There are rewards for obedience," I whispered into her ear. "But you will learn that truth as the weekend wears on." I let my finger linger against her clit for a few moments. "Whenever I tell you to present yourself to me, this is the position you will assume. Understand?"

"Yes, Master." she continued to enjoy my finger on her clit.

"Enough pleasure for now. Take off your blouse."

She slowly unbuttoned and removed her expensive red silk blouse. Her nipples were visible through the silky red material of her bra. She almost seemed embarrassed by this simple act of obedience and exposure. She folded and placed the blouse near her left knee.

"Now the bra, you little slut."

"I am not a slut," she told me.

"Yes, you are. You are my slut to do with as I please. Don't forget it. And this is for speaking again without permission and not addressing me as Master." I slapped the side of her left breast with my right hand. "Now hand me the bra."

As she winced in pain, she reached behind herself and undid the hooks of her bra. Removing it from her shoulders, she handed it to me. Her 36C breasts sagged slightly after the support of the bra was removed and hung there fully exposed for my use and pleasure.

Running my hands over her globes, I softly caressed them and could feel them respond to my touch. I slowly traced my fingers over each areola and ended with her nipple being gently squeezed between my thumb and index finger. I watched her thicker and longer than average nipples become erect. "Very nice. I have some very interesting things for these to experience," I told her

She moaned slightly. But her eyes told me she was fearful of what I might have in mind for her treasured assets. Assets she had used to manipulate me over the years.

I could tell that she didn't like being exposed like this and having to put up with my attentions to her tits. But that was her problem. "Take off the skirt and hose

She wanted to resist but thought better it. She stood and undid her skirt and removed her stocking under my careful supervision. She was embarrassed and pissed at having to obey me.

"Now the panties." When she hesitated, I struck her left tit. "A reminder that obedience-immediate obedience to me-is expected and is not an option for you."

Within moments, she handed me her panties.

"When standing, you will always spread your legs wide apart, keep your hands behind you and of course lower your head and eyes. Do it." I watched as she responded to my commands. Stepping behind her, I ran my hand over her ass and between her legs. "Just a little reward," I said as my probing fingers located her clit and gently massaged it. I felt her jerk and moan softly. "You like this better than pain?"

"Yes, Master, much more."

"Remember that obedience does bring rewards. Now present yourself."

She thought for a moment and then knelt before with her knees apart, hands behind her back with her head and eyes lowered

"Good, slut. You are indeed learning." Unzipping my pants, I showed her my cock. "Now you are going to suck my cock and show me just how much you appreciate your master." I reached and tilted her head up and placed my cock on her lips. "Do it." I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation of her lips moving across the head of my cock

She bobbed up-and-down on my now hard cock. Slowly she took more and more of the shaft into her mouth. She gagged slightly as it hit the back of her throat

I watched as she obediently followed my command to suck my cock. I enjoyed watching her full red lips slide so smoothly over my shaft. I was glad that I had a thick cock that made her stretch those soft lips over it. I enjoyed knowing that I was filling her mouth completely. "When I cum, I am going to cum in you mouth. You will not spill a drop but you will swallow my whole load

She paused and looked at me. She shook her head no with my cock still in her mouth.

"Yes, you will. I know you have never tasted cum before but tonight you will. Now get busy giving your master the pleasure he wants. You are going to be experiencing a lot of firsts before this weekend is over." Taking her head, I encouraged her to orally satisfy me. I controlled the stimulation I received and made her suck me for a very long time

"Lick the tip.'

She immediately used her tongue to circle the head of my cock.

"Lick off he precome," I told her. I watched as she obeyed. If nothing else, she had always been a good cocksucker when the mood stuck her. From now on, she would be when the mood struck me. "Well, slut, you are going to get your first taste of cum very soon," I told her. "Now show me just how well you can suck a cock'

She didn't hesitate. She moved her lips over my shaft and used her tongue to stimulate my glans. I could feel myself getting ready to cum. Gripping her head, I pumped in-and-out of her mouth. Keeping her mouth over my cock, I exploded. My toes curled as I experienced a most awesome release of sexual energy while I ejaculated into her mouth. I could see her swallow my cum. Pulling my cock out just enough for the tip to rest on her lips, I commanded her, "Squeeze out the last drop, lick it clean and swallow." I felt myself getting hard again. However, it wasn't from her oral stimulation but rather from the erotic power of being in control of her and having her obey my every demand. It was a wonderful aphrodisiac. Why had I waited so long to experience this kind of power and pleasure?

"How did taste?"

"I didn't like it all, Master"

"I asked how it tasted, slut. Not if you liked it."

"It was salty and sticky and horrible, Master."

"You will learn to like it."

"I doubt it, Master."

"I don't. Anyway, I am hungry. You will only need to set the table for one tonight. Follow me to the kitchen and you can prepare my meal." As she began to stand, I stopped her. "You can follow me on your hands and knees."

Her expression said it all-what kind of shit is this making me follow you on my hands and knees. She just hated having to follow my commands

I thoroughly enjoyed her frustration and anger. It was indeed pay back time. I also enjoyed my meal of a fillet mignon, baked potato and carrots while she sat at my feet. I did allow her a few morsels from my plate but no meal for her tonight. Again a wonderful way to impress upon her just exactly who was now in control

Taking her to the bedroom, I ordered her to present herself. After she obeyed, I placed a black leather restraint on each wrist and ankle. "This collar will impress upon you that you belong to me and that you are here for my pleasure and use," I told her as I fastened the black leather collar around her long and slender neck. I liked the way it looked on her almost as much as I liked what it represented. "Put your hands behind your head and move your elbows out. I want my tits readily available

As she put her hands behind her head and forced the elbows out, her tits lifted up and jutted out. Her new position made her tits ready for my attentions.

"Comfortable, my pet."

"Not really," she admitted. A pinch to her nipple gave her the proper reminder and she quickly added, "Master

"Well, your comfort level doesn't concern me. In fact, you are to become more uncomfortable when I put these on you."

"What are they, Master?"

"These are nipple clamps, my pet. And I am going to put them where the name implies. I know you don't like your nipples played with too much. But things have changed around here. And I will play with my nipples as much as I want and anyway that I want to. And I don't expect to hear you bitch about it."

"Please, Master," she begged.

"Nipple clamps are going to be a part of normal everyday life. And I won't deny that they are going to hurt a lot. But don't worry you nipples will toughen up over time."

"Please..."

"Silence, slut," I ordered her before she could finish. I noticed the fear in her eyes as I opened and closed the clamp just an inch away from her precious nipples. "These won't hurt too much," I told her with a smirk on my face. "But I will need to make your nipples ready to be clamped."

She watched as I reached and began to play with her nipples. She tried to pull back from my touch

Pinching a nipple, I told her, "Don't ever pull back from my touch or try to avoid what I want you to experience." I smiled as she recoiled to the pain. As I gently rubbed my hands over her nipples, I felt them grow harder. Taking one in my mouth as I continued to fondle the other, I made it even harder. "Perfect," I said as I looked at the fully erect nipple covered with my salvia. Pulling it out, I attached a clamp to it

She grimaced as the full pressure of the clamp was allowed to exert its force and crush her precious nipple. "It hurts," she softly spoke

"It's suppose to, slut. Accept the pain." After I prepared the other nipple, I placed the other clamp on it. I paused and admired her match set of crushed nipples. Pulling on the chain that connected the two clamps, I let her know that more pain was possible

"Please stop, Master."

"For now," I said as I released the chain. "Understand I will control the pain and pleasure that you experience. You are to accept what I give you. Understand

"Yes, Master. But it does hurt

"I know. But you need to experience the pain for now. I won't keep them on too long. Just long enough for you to understand that I do mean business and that you are under my control."

"Yes, Master."

Sitting on the bed, I watched her react to the pain. She was fully focused on the pain that those nipple clamps were giving her. I could see that she was tapping into her mental resources in order to endure the pain I had inflicted on her. I knelt beside her and ran my finger over her slit. She opened her eyes as I began to help her associate pleasure with pain. I knew in time she would. The addition of pain into the equation of pleasure would intensify her feelings of pleasure. Eventually, she would need, crave and even beg for pain to give her the pleasure fix she needed. But getting her to that point would take months even years of training. At least her journey had begun. "Time to takes these off," I whispered into her ear. "But I need to warn you that it will hurt even more when I do."

When I released the first clamp, she sucked in breath of air as the truth of my statement hit home. "Ohhhhhh!" she murmured. She tensed as I began to release the second one. She grit her teeth and shock her head back-and-forth as the pain level increased. "Thank you, Master," she uttered as I massaged her sore nipples and helped reduced the pain she was experiencing

"It will be better the next time," I reassured her. "You will experience nipple clamps everyday from now on"

She simply looked at me. She couldn't hide the anger she had for me at that moment.

I acknowledged her anger. I expected nothing less at this point. I was taking control and it really irritated her. But this storm of anger would pass. I merely smiled at her, which only served to piss her off more. Mission accomplished. "Present yourself." I watched as she moved her arms behind her back and lowered her head and eyes. "I own you," I emphasized once she assumed the proper position. "You are my property. And I will use you and all of your holes for my pleasure. I think I made that very clear when I had you swallow my cum for the first time, didn't I

"Yes, Master, you did."

"I will be using your asshole, too. You will learn to surrender every that part of your body to me." I just loved the expression of disgust and fear on her face.

"No, Master, I could never do that."

"Never is not part of your vocabulary, my pet. Your purpose from now is to make me happy and serve me, as I demand. And yes, you will do that with your little asshole before Monday." I watched as she weighed my words. I waited and let the full impact of her situation become clear to her. "Now I am going to fuck your mouth again," I told her as I stood in front her. "Get me ready." I watched as she unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out

She knew what was expected and immediately engulfed my flaccid cock with her lips. She used her skills to bring me to an erection. Once I was hard, she rapidly move up-and-down my shaft with her silky lips. Stroking my hard-on with her hand, she used her tongue to lick and tease the tip. Then she would go down over as much of my cock as she could fit into her hot mouth. She was an excellent cocksucker.

I enjoyed the view and sensation of her sucking my cock. I loved being in control of her. I rewarded her as another very satisfying climax filled her mouth with my cum. "Swallow," I demanded as I withdraw my cock from her mouth. Satisfied that she had obeyed, I put my cock back into her mouth and allowed her to lick off the remaining cum.

"You are an obedient little slut. Maybe you need a reward. Would you like a reward?"

"Yes, Master, I would."

"Maybe I will give you one other than swallowing my cum." Handing her a garter belt and black stockings, I told her, "But these on. Then get on the bed and I want you facing up

"Yes, Master," she replied. She fastened the red garter belt around her waist. Then rolling up the stocking, she put her foot into it, pulled it over her leg, and fastened the top of the stocking to two garters. She repeated the procedure for the second stocking before positioning herself in the center of the bed

Using rope, I tied her spread eagle to the bed. With a sense of satisfaction, I looked up my helpless naked slut. I had longed for a long time have her in this position. Taking the riding crop, I ran the end over her tits, down her abdomen and between her spread legs. I lightly struck her inner thighs as I let her contemplate what would happen next. Moving back to her tits, I used the end of the crop to caress her nipples and noticed that they became hard. "You like the way that feels, don't you?"

"Yes, Master," she admitted.

"I hope you like this feeling as much," I said. Then bringing the riding crop up above my head, I guided a perfect blow to each nipple. I noted the way each breast moved as the crop crashed into it.

She pulled against the ropes at the sudden shock of the blow and her ass came off the bed. "Ouch!" escaped her lips.

"Don't complain about how I treat you, slut. That outburst will cost you two more strikes to each tit. Now be quiet or I will punish you even more."

She watched as I raised the crop once more. She closed her eyes as it began it downward flight. She remained silent as two rather harsh blows were delivered to each tit on the flesh next to areola.

"Now for some pleasure," I said as I moved the crop between her legs. I watched as she arched up to accept the pleasure I was giving her. Using the riding crop, I placed a sharp blow to each leg on the bare flesh just above the top of the stockings. I examine the red mark I left and decided she needed at least one more blow to make it nice and red. I delivered one more blow to each thigh. "Just one more," I told after the second one.

She winced at my words. She winced a whole lot more when the forceful blows found their mark and left their mark.

Sitting next to her, I massaged the tops of her thighs before reaching between her legs and finding her moist slit. I gently massaged the lips of her pussy and let my fingers move across her pubic hair. I noted her arousal. Pressing against her lips, my fingers penetrated into her pussy. I probed deeply inside of her and felt her push back against my hand.

She jumped when I located her G-spot. I skillfully manipulated both her clit and G-spot. "Ohhhh! Master that feels so good," she breathed.

As I continued to probe and massage her, I sensed just how aroused she was. When I sensed she was on the verge of coming, I withdrew my three fingers. I enjoyed her frustration. Now, she knew what I had to live with for so many years.

"Please," she begged.

"Please what?"

"Please, Master, make me cum."

"Understand, slut. You will come when I want you to. And to cum, you must always ask permission to do so. You will be severely punished otherwise. I will control everything that you experience including how, when and where you will get off. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master. May I cum? I really need to cum," she pleaded.

"In a bit, my pet." I massaged her tits and kept the nipples hard while I let her ponder my words. After her breathing returned to normal, I began to caress her pussy again.

When my fingers entered her again, she eagerly worked herself on them. "Yes, Master," she panted as she focused on obtaining some pleasure. "Fuck me, Master"

"I don't think you deserve to get fucked by me just yet, my pet." I continued to play with her and watched her reaction to my fingers as they located her favorite spots.

She moaned her disappointment as I once again withdrew my fingers as she neared a climax. She strained against her bonds as her body demanded to be sexually satisfied. But it was to no avail.

"See I do control everything," I advised her.

"Yes, Master," she agreed.

"Do you want to cum?"

"Yes, Master!"

"Make sure you ask and get permission before you do."

"I will, Master." She arched up as my fingers entered her for the third time. "Yes, make me cum, Master," she voiced.

"Maybe, my pet. Maybe," I told her as I controlled her every sensation of pleasure. Increasing the speed of moving in-and-out of her now very wet hole, I brought her to the edge.

"May I cum, Master?"

"No. Control yourself. Enjoy what I am doing."

"I will try, Master. But I really need to cum. please!" she begged as she rode my fingers.

"Cum, My little slut! Let me feel you cum on my fingers," I ordered her. I felt her tighten down on my fingers almost immediately.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!" she screamed as she climaxed. "Fuck me, Master! Fuck me!"

I pushed my hand deep into her pussy as she violently moved her undulating hips in an attempt to get all the pleasure she could. "Enjoy the pleasure you can get," I told her. Pinching her nipples, I continued to let her body associate pain with pleasure.

She didn't seem to notice how hard I pinched her. She continued to move up-and-down on my hand. "Fuck me more, Master," she begged as her intense orgasm brought a wave of intense pleasure to every fiber of her being.

I waited until she lay still and her breathing seemed normal. "Enjoy?"

"Yes, Master. It was the best orgasm I have ever had," she readily admitted. "It was fucking awesome"

I was surprised by her earthy language. It was so unlike her. But I had lain bare her primal instructs and she was merely voicing that fact. Removing my fingers, I put them in front of her mouth. "Lick them clean."

"Do I have to?" she winced as I struck first her left breast and then the right one with my open hand. The sound of my hand striking her soft flesh filled the room. It was music to my ears.

"Yes, my slut. Now do it." I watched as she licked my fingers and tasted her cunt juice for the first time.

"One more blowjob and I will let you rest for the night, my hungry little slut."

"Yes, Master."

Straddling her, I offered my cock to her hungry lips. "Suck it good, you cocksucking slut. Thank me for letting you cum."

She eagerly took my cock into her mouth. She sucked my cock as I fucked her face. She stretched her soft lips around my cock as I pumped her mouth faster and faster. She licked the tip of my cock as I held and ran across her lips before plunging it back into her mouth. Finally, she accepted my load of hot cum and swallowed once again. Withdrawing my still hard cock, she licked her lips and then the tips of my cock to get all of the cum. "Thank you, Master," she said.

"You will thank me in many ways tomorrow. Now it is time for you to rest." I released her from her bonds. "Present yourself."

She immediately assumed the proper position near the side of the bed. She watched as I attached her leash to the headboard.

"Lie down." When she did, I used a rope to attach her ankle restraints to the post at the end of the bed. Using the spring loaded clasps; I attached her wrists to her collar. "Sleep well, my pet,"

"I will, Master"

"I hope so. Tomorrow will be a full day. There is so much more that you need to learn and to experience," I said as I left and gave her the opportunity to thoroughly digest the events of the evening. As darkness filled the room, she drifted off to a fitful sleep after trying to sort out and understand all of her new experiences and feelings. She was still pissed about being a captive in her house. Her plan was to endure until Monday when this nightmare would end and so would the marriage.

Sitting in the living room, I contemplated how to continue her training. I had a lot to accomplish before Monday.