Choker · Part 1 (1/2)
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I heard my husband Ron come home from his trip to the strip bar. I had sent him there alone as a birthday present. I knew it was him because he was whistling a happy song as he came in and walked up behind me while I prepared some potatoes over the sink. I felt him press his chest into my back and I could feel his raging hard-on pressing into my lower back. As my husband reached around my neck I could feel something silky soft being pulled around my throat and heard a “snap” sound that resounded from the clasp of whatever he had just placed on me.
“Honey, your dream has come true. Remember that guy I told you about that does magic tricks on stage with the strippers? Well I got to talking to him and I told him about your secret desire to be a sex slave, and the difficulty you have role-playing as one. I told him how you want to be out of control and to be made to do anything you are instructed to do without thinking twice. Well for $20 he gave me this silk necklace that I just put on you, and it’s magical!”
As he said this, I just stayed where I was, leaning against the sink with my eyes closed, enjoying the silky softness of the necklace. I was thinking to myself that anything magic was improbable and ridiculous. Anything that claimed to be that powerful for $20 was a fraud. In another part of my mind, I was thinking about the contrast of the softness of the necklace to the rock-hard cock pressing into my back. I only thought momentarily on the fact that I don’t ever use the word cock, even in my own mind, before my husband’s speaking distracted me. “He told me that you probably would not believe me, so he told me to have you do something you would not normally do right away. Before I get to that though, he also gave me a set of rules to give you before any commands.”
“Rule One, you will not take off the choker without me asking you to. Rule Two, you will not think upon anything I tell you to do, you will just do them without question. Rule Three, you will not think that anything I tell you to do is odd, strange, or out of the ordinary.”
“With the necklace on you will be you, not some mindless drone, so you will be able to do anything you want to do that does not go against my commands and rules. So, Rule Four, I want you to do everything in your power to make me happy and please me until I take the necklace off or tell you to take it off. Lastly rule number Five, I want you to keep yourself in a constant state of arousal and sexual readiness whenever possible but do not get yourself off unless I command you to.”
“The magician says that the effects become permanent if the necklace is worn for more than about 8 hours consecutively, so to be safe we have about 6 hours to play. Your first command is to take off the silk necklace around 6 hours from now if I do not tell you to do it before then. Now, before I tell you to do something that you would not normally do, to prove this magic works to both of us, do you have anything to say Honey?”
I didn’t even think before I spoke, it just seemed to come out all at once. “Babe, this is ridiculous, magic is not real and this won’t work, but I love you so much for being foolish enough to pay $20 to try to make my wish come true. We’ve talked about it before and you know I would try anything to be able to be a perfectly obedient sex slave for a day if I could. Remember, I even considered consenting to using a date rape drug, but there was just too much risk.
And Honey we both know that I’m just too stubborn to let anyone push me around no matter how much I try to role-play, we’ve tried, remember?” What I said next came out of my mouth with absolutely no thought behind it, it just slipped out. As I spoke I reached behind me and grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him harder into me. “Anyway, so when are you going to quit teasing me with your cock pressed into my back and press it into me proper!?”
My husband stiffened momentarily from my aggressiveness and his cock twitched against my back. My husband stepped back, grabbed my shoulders, turned me around, and pressed down on my shoulders forcing me to kneel. Once on my knees I instinctively grabbed at his belt buckle without thinking, realizing immediately that I must be really lusting for him. Normally I would not have knelt so easily let alone offering a blowjob without him begging for one.
“Stop,” my husband said, and I froze. Not frozen, I just stopped what I was doing, thinking nothing of my abrupt loss of the desire to move. “First off, don’t talk until I ask you a question or tell you to speak. Second, I want you to crawl on your hands and knees, go kneel at the side of my favorite chair in the living room and wait for me there. I need time to think of what I’m going to do with you.” As I began crawling towards the carpet my husband called behind me “Oh, and do you believe me now that the magic works?”
I had a hard time fathoming what was happening, but I eventually figured out that I was not my normal self. There was no way I would have crawled anywhere, even if I had been ‘in the mood to role-play.’ I had been cooking, and the next thing I knew I was wetting my panties with pussy juices kneeling in the living room pinching my nipples slowly as I awaited my husband’s return. Moments earlier I had been thinking about work and stuff I needed to do while peeling potatoes, now I was on the floor only thinking about the things my husband might let me do to him, or things he would do to me. I realized that my husband’s Rule Three, “not to think anything he told me to do was odd” was making it really difficult for me to decipher what I would normally do and stuff that I would not. Either way though, I did realize that the necklace was working, and my dream really had come true.
My husband came back into the room and sat down on his favorite chair. He leaned forward some and placed his right hand on my head, petting me slightly as he sat lost in thought. I realized that he must not have really thought this entire thing through beforehand. Typical male, never read directions, just think on the fly. Thinking of his fly just made me want to pounce on his fly and tear down his pants, but I was told to wait, so I waited. I knew that I was appeasing Rules Four and Five, I was playing with my body seductively, pinching my nipples rubbing myself up and down with my hands moaning softly.
I know that he really likes it when I touch myself, something I’ve only done for him once. Rule Five was in full effect also, the pleasure was mounting in my body, so I was being careful not to touch my privates in fear that I would explode in orgasm with the first touch. I was having no problem at all ‘keeping myself in a constant state of arousal.’ “Okay, I have to think of something to make you do that will convince you that this is for real,” my husband mumbled as he thought. Little did he know that I already believed, but I would not offer to tell him, since he had not asked me to speak.
“I know,” he finally said. “Tell me a deep dark secret fantasy that you have never shared with me before, something you do not want to tell me.”
“I want to fuck Bridget while you watch, then I want to do 69 with her while you fuck me!” I blurted almost as if I was trying to get it out before it got stuck in my throat or something.
Ron sputtered, seeming to almost be in shock. “Really, I thought you never wanted to do anything like that? What else? Elaborate.”
“I’ve already spoken to Bridget and she really wants to do it too, but I’ve never had the nerve to ask you and Bridget said that she expected me to bring it up to you first. She has the hots for your body and I’ve told her how big you are.” I could tell that I was blushing from head to toe, and a guilty look was probably very evident on my face. When he asked why I had never told him I explained that I never wanted him to know, because I never wanted to worry about it messing up our relationship, and yet now I was telling him everything.
“Well today I granted one of your secret fantasies, and yet it’s MY birthday. Now this is not a command, you are free to do what you like but if you want to grant one of my fantasies on my birthday then call Bridget and ask her if she still wants to have a threesome.” Compelled by Rule Four, I called her without a second thought. Ron didn’t realize that I was being compelled by his rule. Although, deep down I knew that I did really want this; I had dreamt about it so many sleepless nights while he was away on business trips, and I had thought of bringing it up to Ron.
More than once Bridget and I had kissed passionately when all we had meant to do is hug each other goodbye, and I had thought of asking Ron again. There was even a cool summer night when Bridget had come over to use the Jacuzzi nude together and we ended up fingering each other to multiple orgasms right out there in the open night air. That night I wanted so badly to mention the idea to my husband Ron that Bridget had made me promise her that I would ask him, but I chickened out once again.
While we waited for Bridget to drive over to our place Ron asked me more about Bridget, and he found out, totally by accident, about my secret sexual rendezvous with her. Once he knew about this ‘interesting information’ he grilled me for more, intentionally trying to find out what her hot buttons where and what she liked. I explained to him that she is naturally the submissive that I always wanted to be. I told Ron what Bridget had told me, that when she was in the mood to role-play she would do whatever she was told and not talk back like I always usually did.
“Since you two are such good friends already and I’ve not had the chance to ‘meet’ her the way you have, I want you to greet her at the door naked. I want you to kiss her personally like you told me you have before. I will be sitting in my favorite chair watching and you will ignore me to focus only on her. You will seduce her and get her ‘warmed up’. You will tell her to be submissive to me and that you two will be my sex slaves for the night. If she does not agree to the game have her address me directly.
If she tells you to do anything you will ignore her commands and simply tell her that ‘the man of the house is the only one that can command his sex slaves.’ Then, if she does not object, and is not speaking with me, you will slowly strip her down. Do not let her leave the front door landing until she is lacking all of her clothing, understands and agrees to play our game, and her juices are flowing liberally. Once she is ready, tell her that both of you will step onto the rug, kneel down, crawl to me on hands and knees and each of you will take one of my legs and hug it in respect. I will take it from there.”
When Bridget arrived she immediately caught on to the idea that we were putting on a show for Ron’s enjoyment as soon as I had explained to her the “game” she was all in. By far that kiss on the front landing was the best one the two of us had ever shared! Soon I was slowly removing each of her pieces of clothing. I explained to her what to do next, I stepped her inside, closed the front door, then we both crawled over to my husband. Looking at the two of us, you would have thought that we were actually competing against each other for ‘best sexy crawl award’ or something.
I don’t know when my husband had gotten it but once we were both hugging his legs he reached down and placed one of my old ribbon chokers around Bridget’s neck, giving her a slave collar too. My old choker didn’t have any magical properties, but Bridget didn’t seem to need it, especially with me ‘playing’ along so well.
“Neither of you are to speak until spoken to. Neither of you are to touch me in any way unless I tell you to. Neither of you may touch yourselves for pleasure unless I tell you to. Now Babe, get down on your back, and Bridget get on top of her and kiss each other for my enjoyment. Try to get each other off without touching each other’s privates with your hands.” The two of us girls had so much fun on the floor messing with each other we had almost forgotten that Ron was there at all. It must have been give minutes before we were interrupted by a “Stop.”
“One of my slaves informed me earlier that she would like to fuck the other slave while I watch. This would please me greatly. Now I know why she’s been hiding a strap on dildo in her undies drawer for months now. Slave go get it, Bridgit you will dance for me while we wait, you may NOT touch me, you MAY touch yourself, but you may NOT get yourself off.”
I don’t know what Bridget was doing downstairs while I rushed to get my newest toy, but I was a bit sad that I could not have been there to watch her. She has a smoking hot voluptuous body. She has the kind of body that many girls would kill for, short and thick without looking fat at all. She has a nice round ass and fine breasts to match. I often envied her breasts for being real when most people thought they were fake. Me on the other hand, I’m short like her, but skinny as a rail without being just bones. My breasts are much like her
Choker · Part 1 (1/2)
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