A Week of Control - Sex Stories

A Week of Control

... were snug ones that would fit nice and tight against her body. I found these sexy in a whole other way. I slipped them on over her feet and pulled them up towards her crotch. “Put them all the way on,” I told her. She obliged and I stood up to walk into the kitchen. I proceeded to make her dinner. Some chicken with veggies. I brought the food out to her with a fork and knife and told her to go ahead and eat. I couldn’t tell for sure, but I was pretty sure that the vibrator was driving her crazy. As I watched her eat she would occasionally shift from side to side, while emitting a soft moan. Once she was done I took her dishes and brought them to the kitchen. I rinsed them off and put them in the dishwasher before returning to her. I walk over to her and slide my hand up under her dress to see how the vibrator is working inside her. Once my hand reaches her panties I’m thrilled. Their soaking wet and I can feel the vibrations working their way down to the panties. “Now what,” she coos at me excitedly. “Now we play a game,” I teasingly answered her. I knew that she would think that this meant sex, but once again she would be wrong. I grabbed her hand and walked her towards the basement. I opened the door and walked down the stairs with her. I could tell that walking wasn’t the easiest task for her with a vibrator lodged in her pussy, but she didn’t complain. I opened up the dart board and pulled out the couple of sheets of paper I had stored in there. I also pulled out three ...

... darts with different colored fins. A blue, yellow and a red. I handed the darts to my wife and started to explain the rules. “The blue is going to determine what you’re wearing for the rest of the games down here. I have a list here correlating the outfits each number on the board, and one for the bull’s-eye of course. The yellow is for the game where going to be playing to start off, that list is here. We’re going to come back to throw that one more than once. Finally the red is the number of losses you get before you start to get punished. Got it?” “What happens if I win?” She smiled back at me. “Well than you’ll get rewarded, of course baby,” I smiled back knowingly at her. I knew that she would be put on the edge multiple times throughout the games. I also knew she wouldn’t be put right on the edge, or even cum. This was all about building anticipation for tonight. She gave me a little nervous smile before grabbing the blue dart to get ready to throw. She gave me a nervous smile before throwing it at the board. Next went the yellow than the red. I went up and took a look at where each one landed. The blue landed on a seven. I cross checked that with the list and smiled a little. I loved this outfit even though I knew in its simplicity it wouldn’t be a favorite of hers. It was an old white pair of panties, nothing lacy and stained up a little in the crotch area. I loved them, my wife not so much. She’d be wearing that with a ratty old bra that looked like the panties. White ...