Creating a pleasure toy.
From Marie-Ann to Fuck Toy or “TheRules”.
This not a story but an account of a real relationship.
Marie-Ann, or MA for short is a married woman I know socially, and somebody I lusted after as soon as we were introduced. I have never thought much of her husband; wealthy, penny pinching, controlling, boring and certainly not worthy of MA. Usually I stay away from married women for obvious reasons but this was different. I started to cultivate a friendship, I contrived to meet them both socially and that gave me the chance to flirt and flatter MA. If we ever met at a party or social event I would always make time to single out MA but not monopolize her until she started to seek me out. After we exchanged email details we started to correspond and I was soon telling her how I wanted her in my bed. For the record MA is in her late 50's,mid height, perhaps a little shorter than average. Very pretty, dark hair, brown eyes, good strong features, a mouth made for using, a very fit and sufficiently curvy body with nice boobs, slender waist, an ass to die for and fantastic legs. At one point I was working on a renovation project for a friend and he was inviting our social circle to visit and see how things were progressing. I made a point of inviting MA and her husband to visit the project and suggested a day when I knew he would be golfing. He actually suggested MA visit without him, the result I wanted.
On the day I was very well behaved, or at least I did not jump on MA like a horny teenager. We did kiss and grope for a time until I suggested we meet properly at my house ,same time, same day the following week. We did and we did, very vanilla, good fun and I learnt a lot about her body. I offered MA the use of the shower but she declined, not enough time and she was meeting @#$%, as we had started to call her husband, at the golf club and she liked the idea of sitting with him with her pussy leaking and her panties soaked in cum. Before she had a chance I snatched her panties from the floor and told MA it would be even better for her to have a wet and leaking cunt with juices dribbling down her legs.
It was a couple of weeks and many emails before we had a chance to meet again; my place. Our emails were becoming more explicit. MA was instructed to leave all her underwear at home. When MA arrived I followed her up the stairs to my bedroom, my eyes never leaving her delightful swinging hips and ass. I was sure she was exaggerating her movements for my benefit. I started to strip her, which took about 10 seconds as she was wearing only a simple belted shirt dress. No underwear as instructed. I moved into gentle dom mode; I held her wrists behind her back with one hand and reached up to her throat, I could feel MA surrendering. I took a handful of hair and pulled her head back to kiss her, all she did was moan. This was a lover I could work on. I soon had her cunt wrapped around my cock. I worked through a few classic positions, from behind , her sitting astride, on her back with her ankles pushed as far back as my shoulders could force them and her wrists in a firm grip. I pounded her as she whimpered and finally let rip with a shuddering orgasm. I continued to play with her, edging and teasing, but denying her a second release. Eventually it was time for MA to leave. She dressed and I went with her to the front door, but I was not finished. I bent her over and had a tremendous “knee trembler” finally unloading my cum into her soft and open sex. MA was somewhat shocked as I ushered her out the door to meet her husband, a cunt full already probably running down her legs.
I had already decided to switch things up a level and sent an email to her. I wanted a selfie of her wet pussy, if MA failed I would punish her. I was non-specific regarding the punishment. MA sent me delicious pictures, one of which was her fingers covered in a mix of cum and cunt juice. I replied with a very appreciative email. I also instructed her to pay a return visit as soon as possible.
When MA arrived for her next visit I lead her by the hand to the center of my living room. On a coffee table was a simple leather collar with a soft lining, one ring and a buckle that could take a padlock. I told MA what I wanted from her, what she was to be for me. I placed the collar in her hand and showed her the lock. My instructions were I am the one in charge, no switching. When you are in my company you are my submissive and you do as you are told. I require my subs to be collared. When they are collared they are in my power. Only a submissive can place a collar around her neck, only her dominant can remove the collar. We agree the conditions of our roles, limits and off-limits behaviour. Always there will be safe words. RED is stop completely, BLUE is back off or slow down. GREEN is more please. Unless you specifically request it you will never be gagged, I enjoy taking my subs mouth. You will abide by my dress code. You can wear dresses and skirts, never panties and never, ever, pants or jeans without my permission. Erotic lingerie is allowed but your nipples must never be covered by more than your dress, blouse etc. Bras must leave your nipples free. My no go areas are: No piss or shit games. No bloodNo animals or children
Punishment. If you disobey me or break the rules, are badly behaved or displease me you will be punished. We will mutually agree what punishment is appropriate, it might be physical or psychological. Punishment might take the form of denial or the fulfilling of special tasks.
At this point MA fitted the collar around her neck and turned her back to me so I could fit the lock. In the bedroom I showed some essential accessories; wrist and ankle cuffs, various lengths of rope, handcuffs, thumb-cuffs and a few toys. Also the implements of punishment; a riding crop, a 10 thonged leather flogger, a thin and cruel whip handle with only a short cord, and finally a simple wooden paint stir stick. MA stood in the middle of the room and stripped for me. I picked up the whip, about a meter long and ran the tip over her shoulder, down to her breast. I moved to one side and lifted the whip under her breast, lifting it a little. I told her I would use it on her if she wore pants, shorts or jeans in my presence. Her breathing was getting shallow and fast. I ran the flogger over her body and gave her one light stroke to her ass. She licked her lips. I had her spread her legs, tapped the inside of her thighs with the stir stick, making MA spread wider. I started to tap her sex, aiming for her clit, gentle bit insistent. I ran a finger between her lips, she was wet, very wet. I continued with the tapping till MA was gasping, clenching her hands, eyes shut. I told her to kneel. MA complied immediately. My rigid cock was soon enjoying her mouth. As I held her I told MA that I wanted to grow her hair long enough to braid, I wanted something to haul on when I was fucking her from behind.
MA,s hair is now long and I have never needed to use the whip.Marie Ann is now my fuck toy.
