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"Good! I'm glad we got that out of the way. Are you ready for our next client?" "Next client?" Nikki was exhausted and in pain from the last one. "Yes, I booked a short session with a client tonight. Go upstairs and freshen up. I can't have you looking like a whore." Then she began giggling. "Well, look at that, I made a joke. Now go and freshen up!" After Nikki freshened up, he came back downstairs. He was still wearing the chastity device.

I had awakened from my nap a few hours later to find that I was tied up to our bed! “Lucy!” I yelled out. “Lucy!” I waited for her to come inside the room, but nothing. “Lucy! Where are you?!” She had tied me really good to our bedposts. My ankles and wrists were tightly secured with silk ropes. I pulled my wrists and ankles and nothing. I was bound and I soon realized that I wasn't going anywhere.

Maggie was an older lady in her fifties who normally looked well kept , but that afternoon, she looked like she was in her sixties. Her eyes were puffy with dark circles under them. This was her second session with me. "Hello Maggie, you look like you haven't slept a wink. Is everything ok?" I asked very concerned. "Oh dear, you can tell, can't you?" She said very shameful and looking down at the floor. "Why don't you talk about what is on your mind." I asked her. "Well, I was up all night and into the early morning. I'm not proud of what I have done."

"You see ladies, once you have properly trained your husband, he will completely be submissive. Your cuckold husband will submit to all your needs and tend to all your cravings sexually. You can also train him to take care of all the boring chores in your life, which allows you to focus on the more important things in life. Like sleeping long hours, taking long baths, going to the spa, long massages. The list goes on." Eve grinned as she spoke too the ladies in the room.

I raised the paddle once again and landed it across her ass cheeks a second time. Little red circles appeared on her ass cheeks from the holes in the center of the leather paddle. She let out another scream. Then I asked her the million dollar question. One that every Dom knows that no matter how they answer, it’s a loaded question. Because if they say no, the outcome is the same as if they had said yes. And if they say yes, then how can we simply deny them what they want?

Yes, she was a gold digger. She was a stunning statuesque blonde, standing at 5'10" with long legs that wouldn't quit. This attracted many men to her, but the one who had the most money was the one who won her. Nicholas stood 6'4", but was very skinny and lanky. He had more brains than brawn. But, that didn't matter to Samantha. His bank account was fat from the earnings of the development company that he had inherited from his father. It was a multi-million dollar company that immediately attracted Samantha to Nicholas....

Nancy has a friend who is a hypnotist and performs several times a week at one of the local nightclubs. She came up with a plan to humiliate her husband… in public. She called her friend, the hypnotist, Paul was his name, and told him of her plan and that she and her husband would be attending his next show. Paul agreed to the plan she had told him.

The valet brought Samantha's Jaguar around to the front for them. He accidentally dropped the keys on the ground and without thinking, Samantha ordered Nicholas to pick them up. The valet left. When Nicholas went to pick up the keys, Samantha stepped on his fingers and said, "Stay down there."

"Tonight, I am going to dress you up as a woman and you are going to be exactly that, a woman," she said. "But, what if I resist and don't want to?" He said defiantly. "Well, then I will just have to post the video of you wearing women's clothes that I caught on my cell phone last week." She then held up her cell phone and showed him the video. "This will go out on the internet, to friends, co-workers, and family members, then I will file for divorce and take full custody of our son, if you do not do what I say tonight," she said in a commanding and dominant voice.

Eve was pleased at the turnout for the Dominant Wives Society's first hands-on meeting. The six couples, all the females being her friends as well as dominatrixes. All of them had brought their husbands. It was a better turnout than Eve had hoped and expected. Eve began to speak, "Thank you everyone for coming tonight. Tonight I am going to teach you how to turn your husbands into cuckold husbands."

Samantha came onto the stage. “Before our last show, we are going to have our “Naughty Nightie Contest”. The men applauded. “Ladies, it’s your turn to show these men what you have. I have some rooms for you to change into. Tonight’s prize is dinner and cocktails for two.” Rita pulled out a sheer, red camisole and matching thong. It was really nice, beautiful material, great color for her and a perfect fit. It would be perfect for an intimate evening alone, but not to be worn in public.

It had been a couple of weeks since I “inherited” the dungeon from Master Azrael… err.. I mean Miles. I had trained the girls, Ally, Meg and Sherry and Julie was helping with customer service and accounting. In the interview of the three girls, I had assessed that Ally was more on the dominant side, Meg was neutral and Sherry was on the submissive side. But, I also trained them to change up when I needed them to.

Last night, after a long day at work, I decided to order a pizza. When the pizza boy arrived, I answered the door in a see-through-white short nightgown. You could easily see me through the white, transparent material. I could tell the pizza boy was getting excited as soon as I opened the door. He was a college-aged kid and I knew at that age, they would do anything. Even though I am in my 40s, I still look great. So, when the pizza delivery guy showed up at my house last night, little did he know he was my target for the night.

Often times women feel a lot more comfortable opening up to their hairstylist rather than their best friend or therapist on what erotic fantasies they have swimming inside their head. I've been a hairstylist for over 20 years now, and I have had many women share their erotic fantasies with me.

"I tell people what to do every day. When I come home and I am away from the office, I hate making decisions or being the boss. That is why I leave all the decisions for our home, sex, marriage, and personal life, up to my gorgeous wife, Eve." Jake sipped some water and continued. "Most men, like myself, feel awkward with what is expected from them in the beginning. When you begin this journey with your wife, not to mention her lovers, you want to please your wife and her lovers."

I parked the car in the airport parking lot and walked to the baggage claim and waited for Irene to come down the escalator. Then my jaw dropped. Someone who resembled my wife began to descend the escalator with all eyes on her. A woman with fiery red hair cut into a short shoulder length bob with bangs, dressed in a short red mini dress that was barely covering her ass, wearing red high heels and black sunglasses, graciously floated down to the baggage claim area.

I told him to lie on the bed on his back. He did what I had told him to do. I then took the silk rope ties and tied each of his wrists to the bedposts by the headboard and then his ankles to the bedposts at the foot of the bed. Once he was completely secured, I went up to his head and leaned over and whispered in his ear, "You are going to experience what real pain is tonight." "Bring it on bitch!" He said in his cocky voice. "Oh I plan on it." I whispered back in his ear. My husband was going to be in for one hell of an eye opening experience, I thought to myself.

His wife wasn’t the only thing he didn’t see. His clothes were missing too! Roy panicked. Liz must have taken his clothes by accident! Roy felt his stomach start to churn and he became very nervous. She’ll be back, he thought. She has to be back!

Standing in front of me was the statuesque body of a woman with long black wavy hair, blue eyes, legs that wouldn't quit and breasts that were perched upon top of a leather corset. Her waist was cinched and her hips were round. She had an hourglass figure. She had a whip that was round in a circle on a clasp on her corset that dangled. This woman was not here for good. No, she was here to cause pain and torture to me, at any cost. The woman was my wife.

It was my birthday and my wife, Karen, decided to give me a surprise. I had worked all day, so while I was at work, she spent the day preparing my birthday surprise for me. I had no idea what it was going to be, because if I had, I probably would have run out of the building as fast as my legs would have carried me. When I arrived home, Karen had me strip my clothes off and she blindfolded me.