Couples Counseling Pt. 04 - Sex Stories

Couples Counseling Pt. 04

... his lovely wife his rapt, wordless attention. Bound also by my strongly-worded gag order, he's so tortuously bottled up, I think his only release would be either to cry, or to cum. He won't get the latter; but I wouldlove to see the former.Let's see what I can do about that?

"Like what you see, slave?" I ask him. "Does itarouse you?"

Tosh doesn't react. Actually, I don't need to ask: the eager boner from before, when it was just us one-on-two, pretty much deflated once the fourth wheel rolled into the room. But I note there's still a healthy chub to his junk. I want to play with that.

"Me, I'm watching it like BDSM fetish porn; you should try it. See, there's the brawny, well-endowed Blackamoor menacing the captured, blue-eyed, European damsel. The dramatic tension of wondering, ooh, when does the rapey, interracial mouth-plunder begin?"

I laugh, pointing, "Wondering maybe ... how eagerly is the hapless white damsel lookingforward to that?"

Finally, the Bull nods with satisfaction, lowering the flogger. "That's better,salope. Ready to behave?"

Fist in her ponytail, he forces his punished princess down on her knees. Paige squirms nervously on the carpet, eyes darting, hands straining behind her, drooling, bleating plaintively into her gag.

I purr into Tosh's ear, "Or do you it see it like I do? Your hot suburban wife's darkest, wettest 'yielding' fantasy come to life. Come on now, thathas to arouse you ... because admit it, you've fantasized about giving ...

... her that ..."

Here, I twist the knife. "...So why haven't you, Tosh?"

He groans. Sadly, I see his penis droop.

But more agreeably, I get the first of the tears I wanted. I micro-orgasm,ooh!, and gasp into his ear to let him know it. He sobs. And just like that, my puppy-pet is a little bit morebroken.

#-#

Oh, don't hate me. This is good for him.

Remember: He promised to submit, I promised to test him, and he is learning what promises mean inmy world. Sometimes they will be emotionally exacting. I'd warned the both of them: 'You are going to submit to my tests of your flesh, from the soles of your feet to the tips of your tongues, and everything in between...'

'Including,' I stressed, 'your minds, hearts and souls.' In Tosh's case, my challenges are meant to take him 'out of himself, ' something I know he needs, and he knows too. I've already explained it to him, if he wants answers about himself, we're going to find them in the depths of his complete submission to me.

Oh, and did I mention? He and his wife arepaying me for this. Jeez.

Also good for him: his ringside seat on a master's class in M/f domination, if only he can appreciate it; open his mind and learn from it; or at least, as a spectator, enjoy it. Because the good part of the show is about to begin.

Moving closer, the Bull reaches around Paige's neck and strips out the ballgag, tossing it aside, a line of drool tracing its flight through the air. Paige works her jaw and licks her lips, ...