Friday Night - Sex Stories

Friday Night

... glared at him and pointed more aggressively. He slid off the bed and crawled to the blanket. She followed him, he looked up at her as he lay down in just his diaper, "You can come out on Monday morning, with enough time to get ready for work."

She went back to the box and pulled out a pair of pink satin mittens, kneeling next to him she had him ball up his fist and then placed them over his hand. She pulled the cloth tight, it conformed to his fist and the the small wire around his wrist was pulled tight and a lock attached. He looked at the pink mittens, with their white lace, he tried to uncurl his hand, he knew he couldn't, it wasn't his first time.

As she walked back to the box his eyes couldn't help but look at her ass sway in the few steps it took, she turned around, caught his eyes, "Could have been yours if you weren't so pathetic," she spat as she approached him with a pink adult sized pacifier. "If I open this door to check on you and that isn't in your mouth, well how about we don't consider the options and you just be a good girl." She pushed the pacifier into his mouth.

She stood back up, placed a foot on his diaper, he looked up, he pussy on perfect display, "I didn't cuff your hands this time, I want to be generous, you can rub yourself through your diaper as much as you want, give yourself as many cummies as you like."

She stepped away, "I'll check on you through the weekend, but you'll be alone for most of it sweet little Connie," she laughed as ...

... she slide the door shut, he was in darkness, small shafts of light came through the cracks, but he was alone.

He could hear moving around and it was only a few minutes before the tell tale sign of her vibrator started. He imagined her lying on the bed, legs apart letting the toy play against her. Almost involuntarily his hands rubbed at the front of his diaper as his cock become hard again.

Sophie started moaning, her orgasm building, he struggled with the right friction in the right place to bring the pleasure he wanted. It was her plan, he knew, he'd been like this before. In some ways having his arms cuffed was preferable, sure they ached and hurt behind his back, but he didn't have the frustration of being able to touch.

Sophie felt her body tingle, the power she exerted, the power he gave her was amazing. Outwardly he was a normal guy, great friend and husband, successful at his job, but the freak in him needed to be put in his place, teased, abused and played with. She heard the rustling of his diaper, and it only sped her arousal up as she thought about the rest of the weekend. She rolled over, slid her knees under her, imagined an aggressive man, the opposite of Connor taking her and came almost immediately. Laying back she imagined the poor thing in the closet, grinned to herself, grabbed a robe and left the room. Turning the light off behind her.

It was later, who knows, minutes, hours, that he finally got the right spot that allowed him an orgasm. He ...