1 Ė My Early Years (c) B. Hust 2005
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My name is Barbara and I am an attractive, busty 53 year old redhead. I am very traditional or perhaps a better word would be mainstream in all ways except one, I am very dominant sexually. My ideal relationship with a man is on an equal basis for all things like decision making, income, social activities, etc. But sexually I need to have the man to be totally submissive to me. Sometimes I like to have what most people would consider to be vanilla lovemaking. I enjoy that as much as the next woman. But I often want to be my "other" self, the person I call The Princess. When I am the Princess my husband is completely subservient to me and my wishes are what he does. Period! I have decided to tell the story of my transformation from being a typical teenager to the person I am today. Please enjoy it and I hope other women will see the advantages of being sexually dominant.

I was 18 the first time I dated Troy, a nice but very typically horny young boy at my high school. Trying to date boys at that age and stay a virgin was no easy task. They showered us girls with attention, a superficial image of sincere interest when all the while masking their almost uncontrollable sex drive.

Troy was my first real steady boyfriend and we did a lot of kissing, a little petting but he kept pressuring me for more when we dated. He wanted a lot more and I wasnít ready. I asked my older sister Kristin what I could do to keep boys at bay to which she responded "Use their drive for your benefit, keep them very horny all the time and they will do almost anything for you.". HmmmmÖsounded a bit mean but hey, I was tired of all the coercion. Iíd have a plan for my next date with Troy.

Next Friday Troy and I went out on a date, it was the beginning of learning how to create the relationships with boys and later men that satisfied my wants, my sex needs and eventually my female dominant lifestyle. Itís all based on knowing how to turn a guyís sex drive into something that will benefit both of us. I had a great time dating my senior year in high school years and stayed a virgin too.

After graduating from high school I began to warm to the idea of becoming sexual. I occasionally masturbated in order to satisfy my sexual needs, to discover what an orgasm felt like and I learned a great deal about my sexual likes and dislikes.

Every one of my dates went home with a huge erection which usually had spilled so much cock lube it left a very large wet on the front of their slacks. I liked to see that on my dates knowing they would have to rush home to fuck their fist for relief. One guy couldnít wait that long because I observed him jacking off in his car right in front of my house, shooting his cum all over his clothes. Such a randy boy but so typical since he lacked any sexual self control.

The first time I masturbated was on a typical Friday evening after coming home from a date with a very horny but always unsatisfied guy. Anyway, I took a warm scented bath, rubbed myself dry with my best Turkish towel, and laid in bed naked under my thick comforter with a number of candles flickering on the nightstand. I began to fantasize about how I would have my date please me unconditionallyÖwithout concern for his own sexual needs. The idea of his submission to me was such a turn on throughout my fantasy. Almost without thinking I gently stroked my breasts over and over again. Then slowly, ever so slowly my finger tips moved to my nipples. A gentle pinch sent a streak of pleasure to my vagina. Oh my god, the wonderful sensation created I can hardly describe even now years later!

I became so wet, so fast. My breathes were short and fast. Closing my eyes I focused on relaxing, on slowing things down, on my submissive date, on prolonging these intense feelings with the hope I could make them last forever. Again my fingers moved to my nipples pinching them ever so gentlyÖthen more firmly between my thumb and middle finger with both hands. Gently pinching, then pausing to feel the sensations rise and subside, each time building my arousal higher.

The lightly fuzzy patch nestled between my thighs was tingling and without having even touched myself there I knew it was flowing my lubricant as I could feel it beginning to dampen the sheets. An intense longing to touch myself lower, to feel my wetness, my tingling pussy, my outer lips was now almost more than bearable. Yet I denied myself so the sexual high I was feeling would be continue longer. My fantasy had me starting and stopping my boy toy date as he slowly pleasured me with only his tongue. Yes, only his tongue for he was naked except for the thong I made his wear. Kneeling between my thighs, I imagined his hands were bound behind him. Slowly fondling, tickling, pinching my breasts and nipples I felt the onset of a glowing rush between my thighs, a rush that drove me to surround each breast with one hand and firmly squeeze until the rush faded. My fantasy boy toy, erect, dripping pre-cum and patiently waiting for my instructions for pleasure, was becoming the catalyst for my rapidly growing arousal.

No longer could I wait, I needed to touch myself, to feel myself down there where I so longed to be fondled. Lower slid my right hand, barely grazing my pubic hair. I paused, feeling the heat of my hand, teasing myself knowing the wait will drive me to where I ultimately need to be. Down onto my hair pressed my hand as though it was now controlled my another. My middle finger slowly, so slowly continuing the downward journey to my lips, my well lubricated lips. The unstoppable urge to touchÖto touchÖto touch my clit, protruding tall with passion, I overcame my self control. My middle finger lightly rubbed my red swollen clit, surging a flood of incredible sexual sensations throughout my body.

I stopped touching myself, then started again, then stopped again over and over. Minutes passed into almost an hour while I rode on the very edge of an orgasm. Finally, physically exhausted and covered in sweat I ended my near orgasmic roller coaster ride and firmly thrust three fingers inside of me, dreaming that I was demanding my fantasy boy toy thrust his tongue deep into my center. I exploded in an orgasmic blast, my scream during release revealed the level of my arousal.

I laid prostate, barely able to even breathe for many minutes. I began to think about what I had just experienced and what had enabled me to reach such a degree of sexual satisfaction. I had started out slowly, very slowly. I realized this is one of the keys for me to reach total bliss. It has become one of my favorite words as you will see later. But there was more, it was the submission of my date to me, his pleasuring me when I wanted it, exactly as I wanted it without my need to satisfy his urge for fucking me let alone his desire for an orgasm. He was bound, a perfect symbol for my control over him and his willingness to be controlled. Yes, that was it. It turned me on knowing he was my boy toy for my pleasure and my satisfaction. Having him aroused to the point of actual discomfort, the frustration of near orgasm without satisfaction unless given my permission was an extremely nasty but oh so hot an idea for a relationship. I continued to expand my fantasy whenever I masturbated and soon realized my hunt for the right submissive man needed to begin.

In the mean time it didnít take me long to reach the point where I was spending two or three hours every day pleasuring myself while dreaming about having a "toy", once in the morning and at least once again in the evening. My sexual needs were beginning to take a definitive dominant shape, a shape that has developed and expanded over the last 30 years.

Within a couple of years I had come to the point of finding the dating scene a bit boring and it didnít offer what I was looking for in a dominant female/submissive male relationship. It was too difficult sorting through so many men who wanted to date me but didnít have that truly sexual submissive nature I wanted in them. Beside, dating is often a short term arrangement and my relationship with a man would require years of erotic experimentation and development for it to be totally satisfying to me and my partner. So I developed a method of filtering out the typical macho men with the hope I would uncover my outwardly nice guy who has a totally submissive sexual side.

I made sure I dressed rather attractive, actually flirtatious at work and elsewhere. This of course brought on lots of dating opportunities of which I selected ones that seemed possible candidates. I wanted a man who was a real "man" socially to all that knew him in public. He needed to be intelligent, physically fit, good looking, financially sound, handy with his hands around the house, a good sense of humor and generally fun to be with. Bad habits, health issues or anything but a total respect for women would never be acceptable.

When I dated a guy either once or a number of times I would flirt and be vEry sexually suggestive. A truly submissive man would become highly aroused but I felt would never attempt to seduce me for he would naturally be waiting for me to make the actual first move. This eliminated one guy after another until I stated to wonder if "my" little submissive boy toy was out there at all.

Then I noticed Chuck at work one day just staring at me with glossed over eyes. He seemed in a trance or something until we made eye contact. He turned instantly red faced and stared straight downward at his feet. Hmm..maybe Iíve been looking in the wrong places. Guys with enough ego to ask me out probably arenít truly submissive at all. A sexually submissive guy has to wait for the woman to approach him. I thought about Chuck for the next couple of days. He was handsome, tall, had a good position at work and was well liked by others. MaybeÖjust maybe. Iíll ask him out.

I waited until Chuck was alone waiting for an elevator and walked up to him. "I think we should go out this Friday evening. You donít have any plans I hope. Pick me up at 8:00pm and donít be late".

As I handed him my address he just stood there like a pillar, expressionless and slightly shaking. Yes, the perfect reaction I had hoped for. On Wednesday he arrived one minute early. What a good boy! Nice start. I was wearing a loose flowing short black skirt with nylons and garter belt, a lacy red top with a red bra, black 3" toeless ess heels, diamond ear rings and necklace. My red nail polish and lip stick finished things off. I thought he was going to die when I opened the door for his dry quivering lips could only say "Am I on time Miss Barbara?".

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I am the original author of the story retaining copyright. I would like to submit the story to Adult Story Corner for posting.

Chapter 2 Ė Submissive Hunting (c) B. Hust 2005 BHust36@yahoo.com

Chuck was standing at the doorway to my home exactly one minute earlier than I had instructed him to arrive. Nervously he had asked if he was on time.

"Yes, you are on time." Now I thought it was a good opportunity for Chuckís first little test. I stood with my coat in my hand waiting to see what he would do. He paused at first and then rushed to take it from me and help me on with it. Good, he knows how to be a gentleman so letís see if he passes the next test which is a bit more revealing of his nature. Once out in the publics view on the sidewalk I said "I want you to adjust the strap on my left high heel, it seems loose".

After he knelt down I did not wait for him to bend over towards the high heel. I quickly lifted my heel up on top of his thigh, my short skirt parting enough to expose most of my thigh and the shear see through red thong underneath. Although I knew he saw out of the corner of his eye what was completely open to his gaze, he immediately looked downward toward my heel resting on his thigh and tightened the strap. I also noticed how he gentled cradled my foot as his did the task I had given to him. There he was, already kneeling before be in a submissive position and we had barely started the date. Things were looking good.

Only after he opened the door to the car for me and then he gotten inside himself did he even ask me where I had decided for us to go tonight. Iím definitely not a gold digger and he was looking so promising at this point, so I gave him directions to a nice restaurant not far away.

As we drove to the restaurant I began the next series of tests I would subject Chuck to over the evening. I had checked around at work and knew he was occasionally dating a girl name Lisa. I began by asking him if he was currently dating anyone.

"AhÖ.I do sometimes date but not often" Chuck honestly answered.

"Whatís her name?"

"Lisa, she works up on the 7th floor.".

I decided to skip the easy questions and get to Chuckís test. "Does Lisa fuck you?". Chuck turned first white then red as my nail polish.

"GeeÖahhh." Chuck was stumbling for words.

"Tell me Chuck, does Lisa fuck you?".

"NoÖwe havenít been sexualÖyet.".

"Do you want to fuck her but she hasnít let you?". I was hoping this would take the turn I wanted. I hoped to break down his barriers to telling me whatever I asked him and I also just loved asking him these questionsÖit made me tingle.

"Yes, she is attractive.".

"So just say the words to me. I would like to fuck Lisa.".

"Ok, I would like to fuck Lisa. Can we change the subject?". Chuck was not in his comfort zone anymore but I wasnít changing course. We arrived at the restaurant and I selected a table for us. I wanted Chuck to get used to me deciding certain things for us.

Once seated, we browsed the menu but when the waiter arrived I made sure I spoke first. "Weíll have the shrimp appetizer followed by the New York steak, medium well, Italian dressing and coffee.". Chuck sat there just as I wanted him to, quiet and looking down passively. My oh my, this evening is headed in just the right direction! Exhibiting my growing control over Chuck was starting to get me turned on.

"So Chuck, when you go out on a date with Lisa, do you get all horny afterwards because she didnít let you fuck her?".

"Barbara, I donít like talking about that.".

"Listen Chuck, I seem to like you so far but if we are to date again there are things I need you to answer for me. Understand?" I was getting the hook deep into him now.

"Ok, I understandÖI guess. Iíd like to date you gain Barbara so Iíll answer your questions but donít speak so loudly, OK?"

"Well, perhaps. Now after being on a date with Lisa, are you horny, do you have an erection during the date and on the way home?"

"Well, yes, most of the time.".

"Do you masturbate when you get home?".

"Golly, not so loud.". Chuckís was peering around to see if anyone had been listening.

"If you tell me if you masturbate when you get home Iíll stop asking you that question."

"OK, usually do, I feel real..wellÖtight down there if I donít."

"Do you have a wet spot in your pants during the date and when driving home?" Chuck was visibly nervous now but freely answering everything I asked.

"Yes, I always get wet when I date Lisa. I canít help it.".

"You masturbate right after you get home donít you? You donít even wait until you go to bed.".

"Yes, I go straight to the bathroom and relieve myself".

"Relieve yourself? Whatís that? Do you pee or stroke your cock?"

"OK, OK I stroke myself. I shoot my cum into the sink". Nice I thought, he was adding things to his answer I hadnít yet asked him. He was making progress towards being a good submissive and it was starting to make me rather wet too..

"Tell me Chuck, when you masturbate, which hand do you stroke yourself with?" I knew he was right handed so I knew what the answer should be.

Pausing while looking sheepishly downward he said "I use my right hand to stroke myself".

"Do you always use your right hand to masturbate?"

"Yes, it feels the best. Iíve tried stroking myself with my left hand, it felt awkward".

"Do you feel awkward right now? Has this conversation given you an erection?"

"I do feel pretty uncomfortableÖbut Iím OK. I just want to be able to date you again Barbara..".

"You didnít tell me if you have an erection now. Tell me!"

"Yes, I have an erection.".

"Do you have a wet spot in your underwear yet?".

"I think soÖitís starting to feel that way.".

Now was going to a very big step for Chuck if he was going to make it to being my submissive. Reaching into my purse for the little pouch I had placed in there I said to him "Chuck, Iím having a very nice time with you so far. You seem to be just the kind of guy I like and I think we may be spending more time together. Would you like that?".

"Oh yes Barbara, very much!".

"Ok, then I need to have you do a little favor for me. Do you want to do something for me Iíd really appreciate?".

"Yes, what do you want me to do?".

Handing him the small pouch I told him "Take this and go into the menís room and put on what you find inside.". Put what you remove into the pouch and then come back to the table.". Inside the little pouch was a soft leather cock strap which would loop from underneath his ball sack and up over the top of his erection. It also had a second strap which just fit around the ball sack. Between these two, he would be constantly reminded of his erection for the rest of the evening due to the snug fit. The pouch also contained a pair of hot pink lacy split crotch ladies underwear, somewhat too small to fit him properlyÖjust the way I wanted it to fit! I was sure if he was made aware of his engorged cock I would be able to see the slacks distort outward which would be such a turn on.

Without even looking inside Chuck took the pouch and headed for the menís room. It took him at least fifteen minutes to return but as he approached the table he had his hands in front of him, covering his genitals. I stopped him and told him to put his hands to his sides. Slowly, looking around, he dropped his hands and there he stood with a wonderful protrusion poking out his slacks from where his cock was.

"Oh Chuck, you now look just the way I like you to be for me, nice and erect!".

"May I sit down now?í.

"Yes, please do. Do you have the pouch for me?".

"Oh my god, I left it in the menís room. Iíll be right back.".

Stopping him before he got up I told him "Keep you hands at your sides, you better not cover your genitals this time when walking there and back. I want to see your erection when you walk.".

Now totally embarrassed by his blatantly obvious erection, he hurried to the menís room and retrieved the pouch with his underwear inside. Returning to the table he was approaching two middle aged women who first glared at his outward thrusting erection and then laughed as they passed by. Chuck sat down quickly while I paused until another couple entering the restaurant were nearing the table before I asked him "Did I give you permission to sit? Stand up now and ask permission.í.

Chuck immediately stood up before he realized the couple would also see his predicament and even worse, a very visible wet spot had formed right at the tip of the bulge. I waited until the couple passed with a somewhat stunned look on their faces before saying to Chuck "You have my permission to sit down again.".

Dinner arrived and we had a more normal conversation except for my regular inquiry regarding his comfort level. "How do the straps feel? Do you like the sensations they are giving you down there? Donít the panties I have you wearing feel nice? PerhapsÖI have you will wear pantes for me all the time".

Chuckís erection remained tent like throughout dinner. When it came time to leave he had this panic look on his face. "Please Barbara, let me cover myself when we walk out. Please. Iíll make it up to you.".

He had been progressing nicely all evening, doing everything I had asked. So I thought letting him have one request wouldnít hurt, especially since he was actually begging me. "Ok Chuck, you may cover you erection until we leave the restaurant, but no covering up afterwards. And yes, you will definitely make this up to me laterÖ.if youíre lucky!".

"Thank you, thank you, thank you Barbara.".

As we left the restaurant I stopped and Chuck immediately dropped his hands to his sides again. Although we had parked in the restaurant parking lot I decided we should take a little walk in the warm summer evening. Strolling along the city sidewalks for two blocks and then crossing the street to come back Chuck kept his word. His erection stayed strong and pronounced, pointing straight out from his slacks with an ever increasing wet spot now covering most of the front of his slacks. After passing quite a few other people and couples he was starting to become comfortable with what I had demanded from him.

We returned to the car where I took the keys to drive and an increasingly submissive Chuck took the passenger seat. Once inside I was to make my next demand. "Chuck, you seem to have kept such a nice erection all evening. Does that bring you any discomfort?".

"It didnít bother me for a while, but this is the longest Iíve ever had an erection without cumming. Iím feeling the need to cum soon. My balls really ache".

"Iím sorry but I donít think Iím going to let you cum very soon. I mean I canít see dating you again knowing youíll just go home and masturbate again without my permission. If you want to date me again youíll have to come home with me where I can ÖhmmmmÖ whatís the word Iím looking for? Oh yes, control when you are allowed to cum. Does the idea of me controlling when you are permitted to have an orgasm bother you?"

"I am so horny right now, Iíll do whatever you think is best for me and for us. Do you mind if I said us?"

I had Chuck right where I wanted and he was starting on the path to becoming the perfect social gentleman in public who is also my totally submissive boy toy.

"Yes Chuck, I think the sound of "us" is goodÖ.if you continue to obey me. Will you obey me all this weekend?".

"Yes Barbara, I promise to obey you.".

"Good, here is your first order. Undo your slacks, pull them down to your shoes and then put your seat belt on, I want you to expose yourself to me so I can see your genitals but also keep you safe.".

Without even a blink Chuck had his slacks on the floor and his seat belt on. Looking at his erect cock for the first time in the evening light I could see he had soaked the pink panties and much of his abdomen dampened with his cock lube. His erection was very red and still fairly hardÖI was impressed for he had been erect for almost two hours. The straps binding his genitals looked so sexy I thought for a minute I might want to fuck him with the straps on when we got home. But that didnít fit in my plans for the weekend training I was planning for him. As I drove home I told him "Iím going to, as you say, relieve that discomfort in your genitals sometime after we get to my place. Would you like me to do that for you?".

"Yes Please Barbara. Oh that would be a wonderful thing for you to do for me.".

"Good, Iím glad you are appreciative of the things I do for you. Now, one more thing. When we are in public you shall address be as Barbara. But when we are alone, you shall always address me as your Princes. Understand?".

"Yes BarbaraÖoh..I mean Princess.".

"Good, letís get home. We have more to work on." All the way home Chuckís cock bobbed in the air and continued to weep his cock lube. Little did he know how I planned to give him the relief he so desperately wanted. It wasnít what he thought it would be.

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I am the original author of the story retaining copyright. I would like to submit the story to Adult Story Corner for posting.

Chapter 3 Ė The Decision (c) B. Hust 2005 BHust36@yahoo.com

As I pulled up in front of my house I could sense Chuck started to become concerned about leaving the car naked from the waist down, pants around his ankles, bound cock surrounded by his pink split crotch panties. I had given him a break when we had left the restaurant by letting him cover his protruding erection but I thought it best he followed my commands now.

"Chuck, be a gentleman and get out of the car and come around and open my door for me. I want you to leave you slacks around your ankles. I find it amusing and slightly arousing.". In reality I found it terribly arousing to be able to see him shuffling quickly to follow my instructions in order to avoid being seen by anyone. Chuck started to look around to see if anyone was around. It was already dark by now with just the street lights giving a dim glow nearby.

"Hurry up or I may not give you the relief you want." In a snap he was out of the car and shuffled to open my door, his cock flipping up and down slapping his thighs and abdomen with small streams of his cock lube flying off the tip. I stood up and started toward the house, Chuck shuffled as quickly as he could to catch up with me. Ascending the stairs was difficult but by the time he managed to reach the top landing I had the door open and inside he scooted. Noticing his nicely shaped buns as he passed I gave them a nice firm smack.

"Princess why did you spank me?".

"You will learn not to ask such questions later but for now Iíll tell you. Firstly, I spanked you becauseÖwellÖI could! But I also spanked you because I wanted to. Youíll learn I love to spank my boy toys and thatís usually quite often. Oh, I forgot to mention one thing. Beside you referring to me as Princess, I will address you by one of the following names. Chuck will be for public places of course, boy toy for when we are alone, my little bitch when I want you to please me and you will be my slut when I do things to you that may eventually result in some sexual relief for you. Do you understand?".

"Yes Princess I understand.".

"Now the first thing weíre going to do is not what you want to do. Get used to that boy toy, it is going to be the norm around here. Talking with you and hearing your answers has gotten me all horny and I am ready for you to start to learn how to please me. You do want to please me donít you Chuck?" I could see his disappointment in having his balls ache any longer but he answered correctly..

"Yes Princess, I want to begin learning how to please you now.".

"Good answer bitch. Now step out of your slacks, remove your shirt, sock and shoes, kneel down and hand them to me.". Chuck did as he was told. Taking his clothing I placed them in the closet knowing he isnít going to be wearing them for tonightÖmaybe not for a long time if he behaves.

I left the room to fetch a leash for the strap surrounding his ball sack, the best way to lead a bitch around until they know what to do. I personally would prefer to not use genital or other restraints on a bitch because of the hassles involved but until they know exactly what I want without instructions, restraints are a necessary learning tool.

Returning I found Chuck just as I had left him. Thatís another good sign of progress and his passiveness was definitely giving me wet, warm and puffy lips. I attached the leash to a ring on his ball sack strap and began leading him to my Ďspecial roomí. With him on his knees it was like foreplay for me tugging on the strap attached to his balls, literally pulling him down the hallway balls first.

My special room is a large bedroom next to my own to which I have added a number of things for play times. In the center is a double bed with short solid wood corner posts. The posts have rings firmly attached at the tops of course. In a corner of the room is a wooden device similar to the stocks used during the pilgrim era except the subject is in a kneeling position. I call it my slave stocks. There is a soft leather recliner chair adjacent to the stocks, a ring mounted into the ceiling structure above the stocks and lastly a dresser in which I keep my play toys.

As I pulled my bitch buy his leash into the play room, Chuck hobbling along on his knees, he gasped. His eyes bulged wide open looking at the scene before him.

"Come over to the stocks here my little slutty bitch." Lifting the upper half of the stocks restraint bar I pointed to the opening. "Place your head in here but leave your hands out.".

Looking nervous and hesitant Chuck placed his neck into the opening and I lowered the top bar, locking it down. I could hear him breathing fast and knew his pulse was racing for he didnít know what was to happen next. I stood back for a few moments savoring the splendid sight of him in my total control, naked, horny and so submissive he is willing to let me do whatever I wished with him. His cute ass was sticking out so open to my whims. His anal opening or flower as I refer to it, was fully exposed, something to include in my later plans. OH!!! I had to get started because I couldnít take getting turned on anymore without getting some pleasure.

"Little bitch slut, have you learned how to use your mouth to please a woman? Have you ever brought a woman all the way to her orgasm with just your mouth and tongue?".

"I have tried Princess but I usually get too horny and need to fuck before very long.".

"Well, as my bitch you will learn to please me, pleasure me how I want it, when I want it and for as long as I want it. I will teach you to not expect any sexual relief when you pleasure me, fucking me when you get horny just wonít be your choice. Do you understand?". Chuckís cock had gotten softer when he had to shuffle from the car to the front door, but I was sticking straight out to his belly now. It seems he was enjoying the situation I had placed him into.

"You shall not be given permission to use your hands to pleasure me until you have learned to use your mouth properly a number of times." I secured his hands to handles on the side of the slave stocks. Standing directly in front of Chuck I began to undress. First off were my shoes for I like to be totally comfortable. Next I dropped my skirt, blouse and lastly my bra, placing them on the bed. I left my thong on for nowÖ.my bitch would have to earn the right to have it removed.

Pulling the recliner chair up to just in front of the stocks where Chucks head protruded, I sat down with my riding crop in hand and slide my bottom forward to an inch of his face. With my legs resting on the padded top of the stocks, my pussy clearly visible through the saturated red thong, this gave him the womanly scent of my sex. I asked "Do you want to pleasure me now or do you want to go home? Now is your last chance to leave before Monday morning. If you donít leave now I will keep you here in restraints all weekend teaching you how to pleasure me by becoming my obedient bitch and fuck slut. What is your answer?".

It didnít take a second for Chuck to answer. "Please, please I donít want to leave. I want to learn to please you so much. Please keep me here, you can do with me whatever brings you pleasure Princess.".

A perfect answer and his begging was absolutely sincere. This was going to be a fun and very sexually satisfying weekendÖ.for me at least! "If that is your answer then we shall begin.". Sliding just a bit further toward his face I started into what would be a continuous stream of instructions.

"Keep your mouth shut bitch and press your face against the crotch of my thong. Leave it there, I want to feel your face on my pussy.". It felt so good finally having a gentleman as a bitch who would submit to my needs. A nice bottom bitch just for me. I felt his warm steady breath on my outer lips beginning to cool the fabric of the soaked thong.

"Bitch, you can smell my scent, do you like it? It will become the scent you desire more than anything. A scent you will long to have rubbed all over your slutty face. Now open your mouth and slowly rub the flat part of your tongue over my lips."

Chuck pressed his tongue onto my lips quickly, too quickly for my preference. I brought the tip of the riding crop smartly onto his left ass cheek. A muffled squeal emanated down between my legs from him. "That is for not going slowly bitch, now do it as I instructed you.". I was rapidly approaching a sexual high that would make commands more difficult for me. I had to get him trained a little as quickly as possible.

"Nice and slowly, thatís it.". Keep doing that until I tell you what to do next. I glanced at the clock, it was almost 9:30. I laid my head back and just enjoyed the sensations of my pussy sucking, erect, dripping bitch pleasure me without wanting to accelerate the pace. Up and down slid his tongue over my thong covered lips, the tongue stimulating me while the cloth of the thong prolonging the inevitable rise to an orgasm. I seemed to drift into a sexually hypnotic state which continued until I sensed my orgasm was approaching. The clock read 10:15 and Chuck was moaning loudly while still flat tonguing my pussy. His face was coated with my lube and I suspect his cock and balls were in near agony by now.

"You may stop tonguing me bitch.". Lifting my hips I slid the thong off me and placed myself back where I had been. I placed another snap of the crop on his right ass cheek to be sue he was listening to me. "I am now ready for you to please me differently. Lift your head upwards and extend you tongue out as far as you are able. Chuck followed as instructed. I left his hold that pose for a few seconds before I said to him "Do not move or you will be very sorry.".

Lifting and tilting my hips forward I eased my ass towards his upturned face, forcing it between my ass cheeks until his tongue touched my anal flower, his nose almost buried there. "Hold your position bitch.". Slowly, ever so slowly I pushed towards him until his face was completely stuffed between my cheeks and his tongue had entered my flower. This was an extremely submissive task he was performing and it was driving me to new erotic highs. I paused for only a brief moment as I know he could no longer breathe. Slowly pulling way until he was just to take another breath, I pushed back towards him. Over and over we came together as one, submissively having his face buried and tongue pressed firmly into my ass as a good bitch does. The feeling of topping him, of subjecting him to such a humiliating role mixed with the oral sensations he provided had me at the edge of orgasm.

I pulled away for the last time, dropping my hips to the recliner I shouted "Put your tongue in your mouth now!". As soon as it disappeared between his lips I grabbed his hair and thrust his face into my clit, rocking my hips up and down feverishly in a mad rush to orgasm.

"Ahhhhgggggggggg fuuuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!". I was cumming so hard, using his face to rub on until the peak slowly passed. I fell backwards, unable to move. Chuck retrained in the stocks had to wait for me to recover.

It was maybe another fifteen minutes before I was able to stand and walk to the dresser. I opened a drawer and retrieved a small butt plug and a saucer. It was time to milk my slut. Almost staggering back to Chuck, still silent after all the evening play had entailed, I grabbed a pillow and sat on the floor to the right of him.

"You have been an acceptable bitch for me tonight so I will do a favor for you. Your cock has been hard for so much of the evening and your ball sack must hurt terribly. Does your ball sack hurt slut?". Chuck started to tremble hoping it was finally his time to cum. Firmly patting the sack hanging down between his legs I continued "However, since your training as my bitch and slut has just begun this evening it wouldnít be right for you to have an orgasm tonight.". I could hear him groan quite loudly in a passive protest. "So this is what I will do for you tonight. I am going to milk youÖyes milk you. Itís similar to what is done to cows. You will not have an orgasm but the ache in your ball sack and the pressure you feel from not cumming will be reduced a bit. Thatís all I offer you, are you interested or do you want to spend the rest of the night feeling like you do?"

Chuck pleaded "Yes, please do anything to make my cock and balls feel better. Please Princess.".

I began sliding the butt plug along the side of his cock getting it nice and slick. Reaching between my legs I lubed up my left hand with my own lube and began preparing Chuckís ass. Chuck was so passive by now that even though he suspected I was going to enter his ass with something he didnít protest. "Chuck, have you ever been fucked in the ass before?".

"No Princess. Are you going to fuck me in the ass?"

Yes, itís part of being milked. Get used to it slut."

I place the saucer below Chuckís cock. With my right hand I lightly encased his cock with my hand while placing the tip of the butt plug against his flower. As my hand started to stroke his cock I pressed the plug into his ass. I couldnít stroke him very long for I knew he was close to cumming. Once the plug was wedged in his ass I placed my left hand fingers on the small spot between his ball sack and flower. I could feel his prostate so swollen it actually bulged outward somewhat. Slowly stroking his cock below but never touching the crown I could feel his orgasm approaching.

"Little Slut, you tell me when you are on the verge of cumming. If you donít tell me soon enough Iíll squeeze your balls has hard as I can. Do you understand slut?".

With a voice like he had just run a marathon he whispered "Yes Princess, I will tell you when I am abut to have an orgasm.".

Many men donít know it but they actually ejaculate before they feel an orgasm. It is this very short moment of time I needed to catch. Stroking the base of his cock for just another thirty seconds or so he blurted "I am going to cum Princess!". Little did he know I would let him ejaculate but never reach orgasm.

As soon as I felt his prostate start to throb with my left hand fingers I stopped stroking his cock and picked up the saucer. With me pressing on his prostate and his cock tip aimed straight at the dish, he spurted long streams of semen into ever enlarging puddles. He began yelling uncontrollably as soon as I had stopped stroking himÖ..but thatís part of milking a slut. You bring him just to the point of ejaculating his cum but stopping the stimulation of his cock prevents him from having an orgasm. After he stopped ejaculating I "milked" the remaining cum from his cock onto the saucer. Such a wonderful training method and I still will occasionally use if as a form of discipline on him.

Chuck was exhausted by now, weary and wanting to lie down. I had denied him an orgasm but at least the discomfort in his groin had passed. I had one last lesson for him tonight.

"Slut, are you listening? I have a question for you. Have you ever had a woman let you fuck her in her mouth? I bet you have. You wanted to cum in her mouth too didnít you?".

"Yes Princess, I wanted to cum in a girls mouth a couple of times but they wouldnít let me do it."

"Do you know why they denied you that pleasure? I think you need to understand why. Lift your head like you had it when I fucked your face with my ass but open your mouth.".

Chuck slowly lifted his head upward, opening his mouth wide just as instructed. With the saucer placed just into his open mouth I tilted the other end upward. The puddles of his cum began to run down into his open mouth and over his tongue. As the last of the semen off the plate I pulled it out and pushed his mouth shut.

"Do not open your mouth. Swallow your cum, your Princess wants to see her slut drink it all.". I could see his throat swallow twice and then three times. "Did you like it? Didnít it taste just wonderful?".

"Yes Princess, it tasted good. Thank you for giving it to me to drink.".

"Iím glad you liked it. From now on you will be swallowing virtually all the cum I give you permission to release.". Releasing him from the slave stock I picked up his cock leash and lead him to bed where he would sleep next to me with his hands restrained to his thighs. "Now letís get some sleep. We have a big day tomorrow.".****************

I am the original author of the story retaining copyright. I would like to submit the story to Adult Story Corner for posting.

Chapter 4 Ė The Best of Both Worlds (c) B. Hust 2005 BHust36@yahoo.com

That first weekend Chuck and I spent together was 33 years ago. One should know that from all outward appearance Chuck and I seem so mainstream, so typical for a middle aged couple. The way we are dressed in public, the home we live in (from the outside anyway), our jobs and our social friends give no hint of the totally erotic female dominating sexual lifestyle we have nurtured together. There are a few exceptions to the above. In the summertime when the windows are open and I have one of my frequent urges to give Chuck a nice spanking, I have often have him retrieve the beautiful maple spanking paddle I had Chuck make just for me. While I sit on my recliner I instruct him to lower his shorts and girlís panties and then have him kneel on the hassock in front of me. I will start with many soft "paddle kisses" to his cheeks sometimes having him count them for as we go. Things are pretty quiet at this point but as I increase the intensity and rate of spanking him his cheeks begin to gain a nice shade of pink.

Oh I so love to exercise my sexual control as his Top knowing his submission to me is solely for my pleasure, perhaps my arousal but always for my being his Top. Eventually he can no longer take his spanking in silence and begins to yelp a bit. This is such a turn-on for me I begin to squirm a bit in my chair, giving hEr a gentle rub until Iím done with Chuckís buns. With Chuck still holding his keeling position the spanking continues at a more fevered pitch until I am sure the neighbors hear every smack on Chuckís now cherry red buns and the wonderful response he emits each time the maple paddle meets the bun cheek. With the paddle in my right hand and Chuckís red swollen erection in my left hand each slap to his buns drives his cock forward into my hand. This is the essence of erotica for me, the mild discomfort from the spanking Iím administering to him blended with the intense sexual pleasure he feels in his cock after each hit of the paddle. The conclusion of the spanking is when I am so tingly Iím ready for a nice middle of the day mini orgasm.

I usually continue to paddle and stroke Chuck until heís dripping a steady stream on juice, stopping and starting the sequence whenever he approaches an orgasm. I usually do this from eight to ten times. He moans each time I stop but knows to say nothing to his Top. Once I am ready I remove my hand from his cock and lie back into the soft recliner, spreading my thighs just enough to show Chuck what he is supposed to do next, for no words are required these days. Now flying on his unrelieved sexual high he is an excellent oral lover, soft with the tongue, slow with motions and regularly changing the pattern. All this while, his erection is dangling just below his stomach, dripping, needing relief that I may permit sometime laterÖ.when I choose the time. Both Chuck and I are experiencing the sexual ecstasy we created together, just as a Top and her bottom should.

As for the neighbors who hear all of this dominant sex play, they never actually say anything to us but the husbands seem very nervous around us and the wivesÖwell they give us that sideways glare, never allowing a closer neighborly friendship to blossom. We love it.

One thing that we do that is probably different than what many other couples enjoy is to mingle our Top/bottom sexual play at a subtle level all through the day. For example I will go out to the shop where Chuck is working on something and I tell him I want to spank him right now and then he is going to pleasure me orally from his knees until I am satisfied and give him permission to stop. This type of spontaneous Princess activity can occur almost anytime. Once had him pull down his pants and bend over the passenger seat right in a busy department store parking lot. I spanked him till he had a nice bright pink pair of buns. Then we went in the store like nothing happenedÖbut his buns reminded him for the rest of the day his Princess is always around.

Other times I will have him masturbate when he least expects it. I get so hot and horny knowing I have such control over him. Once I arrived at his work on a Saturday when just a few others were in the building. I sat right down on his desk where he usually worked and I told him Princess wanted to be pleasured orally. As I gazed around the top of the cube for coworkers, he was on his knees with his face nestled firmly between my thighs. This erotic mid-day orgasm was a special change for us and it got even better when I insisted he insert a butt plug I had brought in himself right at his desk. I really enjoyed seeing him submit to me for such an outrageous demand. Once inserted my last demand was for him to masturbate into his underwear while sitting at his desk. He was very nervous about this but he didnít dare deny his Princess. I left when the last of his spurt of cum soaked his shorts. I had so much fun and what a turn on. I fucked him hard that evening.

There are days that I insist he wear a small butt plug all day long at work. I know itís in there all day too because itís held in place with a locked harness I bought for him. Isnít he just a sweetie? He also knows Iíll probably be in my Princess persona that evening when he gets home. He always has that wet spot that gives away how horny I make him.

There are lots of other things we play with like the tight feminine panties I like him to wear, nipple clamps, ball weights and mouth gags for when he gets noisy. We arenít interested in group play situations but we do enjoy going to events where I get to enjoy myself as Princess and show him off as my devoted boy toy, bitch and sex slut. Chuck loves to demonstrate being my submissive in front of other female doms. He tells me Princess makes him so proud to be my bottom. Heís the luckiest guy in the world.

I may have given the impression from what appears in the first three chapters that Chuck and I either donít have intercourse or seldom do. This far from the truth for rarely does a day pass that we donít sexually play together in a tradition fashion or I fuck Chuckís ass with a thigh dido and then his cock when he is being my bitch. Itís just that we have expanded our sexual interests to include so much more.

Chuck and I are lucky to have found each other, another person with which we have been able to develop mutual respect, common social interests and an unending quest for hedonistic sexual pleasures. No matter how much we continue to expand our erotic top and bottom role playing pleasures, we continue to experiment and search for new kinky territory to explore.

Barbara Hust can be contacted at BHust36@yahoo.com