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Tom and Kathy Tom and Kathy were going to spend a quiet evening at home. Even though Kathy wanted to go out, Tom got his way as usual. They played poker as they worked through a bottle of wine. The game began to heat up and as a big bet, Kathy said that if she wins, they will go out to a fancy dinner club. If she lost, she would blow Tom at the table. She lost. Not very reluctantly she pulled out his still soft cock; she missed the days of wild sex they used to have. She remembered what he liked. First, she took all of him in her mouth, savoring the feeling of him growing. As he got larger and larger, she started gently sucking on him, and running her tongue up and down his shaft. When she rolled her tongue around his head, he couldn't stand it anymore. He came pretty quickly, and she got back up to the table. Tom got up to leave, when she gripped his wrist and said, "Not so fast, I get another chance to win that dinner." Tom reluctantly agreed. They divided the chips again, and this time, if she lost, she would do all the housework the next day naked. She lost again and sighed; if there was anything she disliked more than doing housework, it was doing it naked. Tom smirked and went to get another drink. When he returned, Kathy decided to raise the stakes. The loser would be a slave to the winner for 24 hours. Tom fixed Kathy a drink and was ready to play. He was smiling to himself thinking of everything he could do with a personal slave. To his dismay, the cards fell in her favor. Now it was Kathy's turn to smirk and she started thinking about when, where, and how she would use her personal slave. (fast forward to the following weekend) It had been a rough week for Kathy. It started with naked housework and had gone downhill from there. Even if Tom was not going to be her personal slave for the day, Kathy would have still welcomed the opportunity to kick back and relax. The weekend began with Tom dropping their son off at summer camp; it was hard to conceal his excitement and nervousness. He rushed home to find Kathy waiting for him wearing nothing but a flimsy silk robe and holding a list in her hand. It was titled "Groundrules" and read as follows: 1. You will speak only when spoken to or commanded to. 2. You will remain naked unless otherwise directed. 3. You will address me as Mistress. 4. You will become erect at my command. 5. You will do whatever I command. As he read the list, Tom groaned...what did Kathy have in store for him? As he tried to imagine, Kathy snapped, "Well, what are you waiting for, Slave? Strip!" Tom hastily removed his clothes and tried to "think down" his growing erection. Kathy smiled and said, "Well, looks like you're getting ready for your first task! Make me come without touching my clit or putting that cock inside me." Tom was caught off guard momentarily. He could always make Kathy come, but only when he rubbed her clit or fucked her. He took a minute as he tried to think of a way to please her without touching her clit. He was also a bit shocked that his quiet demure wife could be so strict and powerful. He could see she very little patience, so he grabbed her and spun her around. Wrapping his arms around her from behind, he massaged her tits as he kissed and nibbled on her neck. He knew this was her weakness. She seemed to melt in his arms. He continued for several minutes as she let out soft moans. His confidence was shaken when she snapped at him that she would never come from that. This frustrated him a little. He pushed her back on the bed and tore her shirt open. before she could catch her breath, he had her bra off and was nibbling on her nipples. She let out an involuntary moan and began thrusting her hips. He continued kissing her breasts as his hand moved down towards her pussy. He pulling down her skirt and began stroking her pussy when she slapped his hand. "I told you not to touch my clit!" she barked. He got up from the bed and pulled her skirt all the way off, he spread her legs and played with her pussy. She was dripping. The evening was full of surprises, he couldn't take his eyes off her newly shaved crotch. She had never done that before, even when he had begged. "Do you like it?" she asked. He could only nod in approval. "I bet you want to ram your cock into my pussy, don't you" she asked, "well, you have to earn it first. MAKE ME COME!" He dived into her spread legs. Licking, sucking and sticking his tongue into her pussy. He carefully avoided her clit. He could see it, swollen and begging to be sucked. His cock was rock hard. He needed to get her off fast and maybe she would let him come. He slid one finger into her, then two. She let out a moan of approval. He rammed his fingers in and out as she played with her nipples. He could feel her pussy clenching his fingers. She was close to cumming. He just needed a little extra push to get her over the edge. He brought his head down and sucked her clit into his mouth. She screamed in pleasure as her orgasm hit her. Her hips bucked up and down as she grabbed his head and held his mouth against her pussy. As she came down from her high and caught her breath, she said, "You are in such trouble! How dare you disobey my direct order not to touch my clit." His triumph suddenly became a defeat. He sat there in shame as she dumped out a duffel bag onto the bed. He was surprised to see all kinds of sex toys, lotions, ropes and cuffs. "I did a little shopping today." she explained. "But first, get dressed. We're going out to that dinner I never got." He quickly showered and dug through the closet for some nice clothes. While showering, he began to think, He could easily overpower her if he didn't like what was going on, but somehow, he was compelled to obey. This was a side of her he had never seen, and he was a bit curious to see where it would go. In 5 minutes he was dressed and heading down stairs. Kathy was waiting. His eyes nearly popped out. His conservative wife was wearing a very short leather miniskirt, and a red sweater. But what really caught his eyes were her breasts. The sweater was very low cut and her push up bra was showing a lot of cleavage. He couldn't believe she was going to leave the house like that. She saw the surprised look on his face, and knew from the bulge in his pants that he liked what he saw. "You may think you're dressed, but I think we need to accessorize," Kathy said, "Take off your pants." Tom complied as Kathy sorted through the pile of toys. She handed Tom a leather cock ring. It had a thin, flexible brass label, which read "Kathy's". Tom wondered if he was going to have to wear this all through dinner, and Kathy, reading his mind, laughed and said, "Yes, Tom, you're going to sit all through dinner with that delicious bulge on your pants. Now slip the cock ring on, get dressed and lets go." As they drove to the restaurant, Kathy tested Tom's concentration and driving skills. As he drove, he had to finger her; he was only half-surprised by now to find her panty-less and wet. At her command, he sucked her from his fingers and kissed her at every red light. By the time they got to the restaurant, he was harder than he had ever been. The matre-di smirked as he led them to a table in a dark, quiet part of the restaurant. As they ordered, ate and drank, Kathy occasionally tested Tom's erection by stroking him with her foot. She took her time, savoring her meal and he husband's arousal. Tom couldn't wait to get out of there and see what else Kathy had in store for him. When they got home, Tom was tired, but Kathy's eyes were bright and shining. "Now it's time to have some real fun!". "Remember all the fun we had before the baby came? Well, while you thought I was quietly submitting, I was learning...and turnabout is fair play! Now take off your clothes....but leave that cock ring on." Tom quickly complied and they went upstairs to their bedroom. Kathy had Tom lay spread-eagled on the bed, face up, and used the ropes she had bought to secure his wrists and ankles to the bedposts. She propped his head up on a couple of pillows so he could see her. "Now, Tom, I am going to torture you. I am going to turn you on, use you, and maybe, just maybe, let you cum. Remember the rules - no speaking unless I allow it." Kathy picked up the remote, and soft, rhythmic music filled the room. She started dancing to the music and slowly stripped her clothes. She shimmied, turned, and swayed. Tom smiled through his lust - he couldn't even remember the last time she had stripped for him, but she obviously had not forgotten one move. When she finished, she straddled him on the bed and bent over so that he could just about reach her nipples. "You know what to do, Tom." Tom knew, and sucked and gently nibbled on her breasts. "I want to eat you so badly," he moaned. Kathy immediately sat back and shot him an angry look. "No talking! You have no rights here. For that, you will be denied the pleasure of seeing me when you make me cum". She blind-folded Tom; the velvet turned his world completely black. Now he had to rely on sound, scent, and heat. She planted her feet on either side of his chest and slowly lowered her pussy towards his waiting mouth. He could feel her heat as she approached. He could just barely reach her with his tongue. She held that position for a few minutes, his tongue brushing against her spread pussy. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and pressed her cunt against his hungry mouth. She grabbed his cock tightly in her hand as she ground her pussy against his mouth. After several minutes of this, she was ready to come. He still had a few things to learn, so she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of being able to make her come. She jumped off him, and kneeled on the bed giving him a good view of her pussy as she stroked herself to orgasm. "Was it good for you?" she asked mockingly "I'm going to take a little break, why don't you go clean up the downstairs." His cock was still super hard. She knew he would probably spank it as soon as he left her sight. To prevent this, she tied a rope around his cock and balls. Then she had him put on a tight pair of jeans. His cock head was poking out from the top of his jeans. As soon as he was gone, Kathy put on a movie, and laid there gently stroking her breasts. Down stairs, Tom was having some difficulty walking with his cock positioned the way it was. He set about cleaning, and came across the deck of cards. He cursed his bad luck that got him into this. As he was putting them away, he noticed a lipstick smudge on one of the cards. Kathy had a habit of holding the cards up against her mouth. He wiped it off, but then found another mark. As he flipped through the deck, he saw that all of the face cards had a lipstick smudge on the top. Kathy CHEATED!!! Now he was pissed. Everything she put him through, she had a lot coming. Tom walked back to the bedroom with the cards in his pocket. He was cheerfully greeted, "Did my little slave finish all of his chores?" "Yes" He responded, "Just one more thing I need to do." Before he even finished his sentence, he grabbed Kathy's arm and flipped her onto her stomach. She struggled and started yelling at him that she was still in charge here. He ignored her as he quickly tied her hands behind her back. She was squirming and kicking now, so he tied her ankles together, and got another piece of rope to pull her ankles up towards her hands. She was now totally immobilized. She demanded to know what was going on. He responded by pulling out the deck of cards. He spread the cards on the bed in front of her face. "I bet I can pick the face cards without even looking." He said, and proceeded to turn over all the face cards with lipstick on them. She moaned in defeat. His cock was killing him now, and he needed some relief. He pulled her off the bed and onto the floor. She was kneeling on the floor now, with her hands and feet still tied together. He sat on the edge of the bed and released his cock. Tom was incredibly turned on by the whole weekend so far. They had played around with light bondage before, but this was their first time doing some pretty intense stuff. Their son had left for summer camp a few days ago. That mean they had two whole weeks alone. This would be the only time this year they would have that much time. If he wanted to explore this further, now was about the only chance he had. Kathy was still squirming on the bed. Even after being accused of cheating, she remained defiant. He told her that as punishment, she would be his slave for the next week. Whenever she wasn't at work, she would obey his every command. She vigorously refused. There was no way she would submit to that without a fight. Digging through the sex toys scattered about the floor. Tom found a small riding crop. "Where did you ever find all this stuff?" he asked. "Lets see if I can figure out how this works." With a quick swing, he gave her a light smack on the ass. He continued slapping her as and thighs with increasing force. She remained silent, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of winning. After about 10 minutes, her ass was starting to turn a light shade of pink. She still remained defiant. He needed to step it up a little bit. Rolling her on her back, she was now in a bit of discomfort due to her hands and feet being tied behind her. He started lightly smacking her thighs and stomach. All she could do was watch as the crop landed leaving little pink marks. He gradually worked his way up towards her crotch. Her knees were together, so she knew he would never strike her pussy. As his blows rained down around her crotch, she could feel little bolts of electricity flashing through her pussy. His swings were increasingly harder. She wanted him to stop, she would give in to his demands. But she never thought it could be such a turn on. Tom was getting frustrated that she had not yet given in to his demands. He roughly spread her knees apart, exposing her dripping pussy. She watched helplessly as he raised his arm up to take a big swing. She screamed for him to stop, and that she would agree to anything he wanted. He smiled in triumph. He leaned forward and gently kissed her throbbing clit. He told her to go take a shower, and he would set out the rules for the next week. Kathy took a long time on the shower, she made herself cum twice as the hot water pounded over her body. When she returned, she found Tom sitting at his desk writing on a piece of paper. Similar to her rules, he listed the following. 1. I will do whatever Tom orders. 2. When not performing a direct order, I will go online and search the Internet for pictures of ways to tie me up. 3. I will not orgasm unless ordered to. There was a place for her to sign it at the bottom. ***** SUNDAY Kathy's day began early, when Tom woke up in the middle of the night with a throbbing erection. He whispered in Kathy's ear, "Good morning, Slave. Please attend to this." He guided her head under the covers; she woke up with a jolt when she took Tom's cock in her mouth. She started to turn around, but Tom reminded her that the next 2 weeks were about his pleasure, not hers. Sighing with regret and longing for Tom's mouth on her pussy, she settled in between his legs and went to work. With long, slow strokes, she tongued his cock and balls. Tom, however, had other ideas; he wanted to get off quickly and get back to sleep. So, he put his hands on the back of Kathy's head and shoved his cock in and out of her mouth, All she had to do was keep a steady, sucking pressure on him, and he came in minutes. Only after she swallowed did he allow her back up. To keep her from touching herself, Tom bound each of Kathy's hands to the opposite elbow, palms down. Tom fell back to sleep, leaving an aroused and miserable Kathy awake until almost dawn. Sunday was a blend of household chores and sexual demands from Tom. Kathy performed most of her work nude, or wearing one of the collars she had originally bought for Tom. The only time she was allowed to get dressed was to perform a striptease for Tom. She wore gloves, black pushup bra, garter belt and hose, and high heels. She swayed to the music, removing each item of clothing with care and grace. Tom was naked; she saw his cock grow and grow. Then Kathy took a bottle of oil and let it drip down her shoulders and breasts. Still swaying to the music, she rubbed herself all over with the oil until she was glistening and writhing like a snake. At Tom's command, she pushed her large breasts together and stoked his cock with them. When he orgasmed, his cum flew all over her face. Tom ordered her to wipe it up with her fingers, and suck her fingers dry. When she didn't answer quickly enough one time during the day, Tom put her over his knee and spanked her until her ass was bright red. Kathy didn't mind, though. She had begged Tom to let her have one orgasm and he agreed. As Tom was smacking her ass, Kathy ground her pussy into his lap. She had been aroused all day, so it took no time at all for her to soak Tom's jeans with her cum. Tom smelled her juices and it drove him wild. He ordered her into the kitchen, bent her over the sink, and drove his hungry cock in and out of her steaming slit until he came. By the end of the day, they were both exhausted, but only Tom was satisfied. They went to bed early; they both had to go to work Monday. As Tom took Kathy one more time, he smiled. What a great start to the week!! MONDAY Kathy awoke to the alarm Monday morning. She was no longer bound and could smell the coffee brewing. After hitting the snooze a few times, she groggily headed for the shower. 10 minutes later she was dressed and heading downstairs. There she was surprised to see Tom cooking breakfast. He smiled as she entered and said, "Have a seat my little slave." She gave him a look to say, 'Are we really going to continue this charade?' But took her seat without saying a word. After breakfast, Tom cleared the table as she got ready to leave. He stopped her at the door. "Before you leave this house, your outfit must meet my approval." She was wearing her standard business suit that she wore everyday to he job as a legal aid. Tom slid his hand under her skirt and felt her panties. He slowly pulled them down and threw them across the room. She was about to protest, but he seemed to be in an aggressive mood, and didn't want to lose any more clothes. She just stood there as Tom removed her jacket and blouse. He smiled upon revealing her black lace bra, and then removed that too. Her nipples stood at attention at the sudden chill. "That's MUCH better, now get dressed." He barked handing her her blouse and jacket. She gave him a cold stare, as she put on he blouse. Her nipples could clearly be seen standing at attention under the thin fabric. This meant she would have to keep he jacket on all day at work. She could handle that, she thought. As she walked she couldn't help noticing that her breasts seemed to bounce more than normal. She felt electric sensations as her erect nipples rubbed against the satin blouse. At work she settled into her job, and tried to forget about her lack of underwear. That became nearly impossible as every movement caused her sensitive nipples to rub and send a tingle to her pussy. As lunch time approached, she decided to run out and buy a bra. She could take it off and leave it in her desk before she left for the day. Just as she was about to exit the building, she ran into Tom on his way in. He grabbed her by the arm and escorted her back to her office. She sighed in defeat. Tom helped her out of her jacket ordered her under the desk. As he sat in her chair, she knew what to do without him even telling her. She unzipped his pants, and pulled out his hardening cock. She was almost trembling with fear. If they were caught, she would certainly be fired. She also couldn't help noticing that her pussy was dripping. As she bobbed her head up and down on his shaft, her nipples continued to rub on her blouse. It was a maddening sensation. Just as she was getting into it, she heard a coworker come into her office. She stopped dead. Her heart was pounding. She was too nervous to breath. Toms cock was still throbbing in her mouth. It was her friend Janice. Janice knew Tom and asked where Kathy was, and if she would be joining her for lunch. Tom calmly replied that Kathy had gone to the restroom and that she would not be able to make lunch. Janice left, and Kathy could breath again. Tom had not yet come, but zipped up his pants and helped Kathy out from the desk. He told her to call her boss and tell him that she would need a personal day tomorrow to take care of some things around that house. As she called her boss on the phone, Tom was rubbing her clit. Her breath was becoming ragged and she barely managed to end the call before she let out a loud moan. Tom had taken the week off from work and spent the morning shopping. She just now noticed that he had a Victoria Secrets bag with him. He pulled out some items and handed them to her. It was a matching bra and panty set. She put them on right there in her office. He smiled. He liked that she was able to anticipate his commands. The panties were the skimpiest she had ever seen. To call them a thong would be generous. She noticed that the bra seemed bigger than normal too. She had a rather large chest and normally wore reducing bras so her D cups would not appear as big. This bra was the opposite though. It was DD with extra padding. Her breasts were pushed together and up, making them appear huge. As she buttoned her shirt, he stopped her half way up, and ripped off the top two buttons. She was again in a bit of shock, she couldn't go through the day showing this much cleavage. As Tom got ready to leave, he dropped an envelope on her desk before walking out the door. She immediately opened it and read. You are So hot and I can't wait to fuck your brains out tonight. But first, I have a few errands for you to run. At the bottom of the page is the address of an adult toy store. You are to go there after work and buy the largest dildo you can find. They don't always have all the inventory on display, so you'll need to ask the clerk to be sure. See you at dinner, Love Tom. She let out a sigh. This game was going a bit far she though. But even so, she was hornier than she's ever been. The day went quickly while she focused on her work. She was careful to stay in her office to avoid anyone seeing her outfit. As quitting time came, she grabbed the letter and her jacket. Wait, the jacket was missing. Tom must have swiped it on his way out. That bastard. She felt a huge wave of relief once she made it to her car. That quickly disappeared as she looked at the address and realized that it was in a sleazy part of town. She knew Tom would never jeopardize her safety, so she proceeded to the address. As she entered the store, she felt every guy there staring at her breasts. She wanted to run away, but was determined to complete her task. As she walked down the aisles, she had this weird feeling that she was being followed. Probably just paranoid. She felt extremely uncomfortable as she passed a few men, who openly stared at her cleavage. She could hear them talking in hushed tones, and heard 'tits' several times. This made her very nervous, her heart was racing. She found the dildos, and picked out the largest one she could find. Taking it to the counter, the clerk leered at her breasts. She was almost too scared to speak, but managed to quietly ask if that was the largest one they had. The clerk smiled and repeated her question quite loudly. She turned bright red with embarrassment as all the other customers looked in her direction. The clerk said that they had a few more on the floor behind the counter. She stood on her toes and leaned over the counter to look. The clerk just stood there smiling and looking down her shirt. She saw the bare floor and realized she had been tricked and used for his amusement. As she was straightening up, she felt someone behind her press against her ass. Pushing her forward against the counter. She screamed and spun around ready to swing. There, standing behind her was Tom, who said in a very calm tone, "Excuse me ma'am." She immediately threw her arms around him and started to cry into his shoulder. He paid for their purchase, and escorted her to her car. He had arrived by taxi, so he drove her car home. At home, he had a nice dinner prepared, and candles everywhere. After dinner, they make love in every room, and then fell into bed exhausted. TUESDAY Kathy awoke with a start Tuesday, thinking that someone had forgotten to turn on the alarm. Then she remembered that Tom had commanded her to take a personal day. She couldn't even begin to imagine what he had in store for her, but she was sure of one thing; that the day would be filled with adventure, discovery, and lust. Tom was still asleep, so Kathy took the opportunity to tiptoe downstairs. Since they didn't have to rush, she made a full pot of his favorite coffee and prepared omelets, bacon, and toast. Donning the apron from her "French Maid" Halloween costume, she loaded their breakfast on a tray and carried it back upstairs to the bedroom. Tom was half-awake; he sat up and smiled when he saw Kathy's outfit and breakfast. "Gee thanks for making me breakfast, Slave. You can set yours aside for now - you will feed me first." Kathy fed Tom slowly and carefully; after she asked respectfully, she was allowed to gulp down her breakfast. Tom showered as Kathy cleaned up, then she was allowed to shower. Tom laid out her garments for the day; crotchless panties, pushup bra, miniskirt, cropped T-shirt, and sandals. "You're a beautiful woman with a spectacular body, Kathy. You don't show it off enough. Today we're going to remedy that." Tom threw a few more things into a bag, they got into the car and Tom drove them into the city. Rush hour was dwindling, but the trip was still slow at times. Tom took advantage of the traffic; he would reach under Kathy's skirt, fondle her until she was just about to come, then leave her wet and breathless. Of course, he also commanded Kathy to go down on him; he kept her on his cock until he came. She was careful to swallow and clean him up afterwards. At one point, she heard a horn blow, and looked up to discover a pair of truckers watching her with glee. They gave Tom the thumbs-up and yelled, "How much do you charge for her?" Tom laughed as he switched lanes and drove off. Their day followed the plot of one of Kathy's favorite movies, Ferris Bueller's Day Off. At the Art Institute, they focused on the Picassos and debated the relative merits of Impressionism and Cubism. They kissed passionately in front of the Chagall window and had an old-fashioned groping session in the courtyard just beyond. As they entered Everest, Tom had Kathy precede him so that he could see all the men staring at his wife with lust. He coached Kathy beforehand to reward every stare with a slight smile. At lunch, Tom had Kathy take off her sandals and fondle him with her foot under the table. He also ordered her asparagus and ordered her to eat it as she would eat him. He did let her bite and chew, however. There was one difference between Tom and Kathy's and Ferris' day. In stead of going to a Cubs game, they spent part of the afternoon at a small hotel in Lincoln Park. Tom had brought an assortment of toys, including the dildo Kathy had bought the day before. "Poor Kathy, you haven't had an orgasm in at least 12 hours. Now here's your chance, and you're going to do it all by yourself." Tom handed Kathy the dildo and massage oil, and he reserved another bottle of massage oil for himself. Kathy was excited and a little nervous; she had never pleasured herself in front of Tom, even though they had dated and been married for years. They both stripped; Kathy took the bed and Tom sat facing her on the couch. Kathy started by massaging her breasts; her nipples grew large and pointed as she twisted and pulled at them. She bent her head and lifted her breasts to suck on one nipple at a time; her other hand snaked down her stomach to her pussy, which was soaking wet from the morning and lunch. She lay down and bent her knees, giving Tom a clear view as she drove herself out of her mind. Tom was fully erect and stroking himself with increasing speed. After fingering her clit for a while, Kathy lubed up the dildo and started playing with it. She trailed it in between her thighs, rubbed it on her clit, and finally worked it into her pussy. It was a tight fit; she moaned as she stretched to accommodate it. Years of working out and doing Kegel exercises had kept Kathy almost as tight as a virgin,. The dildo, though, was a challenge and it took several minutes of working it in and out for Kathy to enjoy the sensation of being filled more than ever before. Finally Kathy found her rhythm; she lost all self-consciousness as she used one hand to play with her clit and the other to fuck herself harder and harder. Just as she was about to peak, Tom couldn't take it anymore; he dove onto the bed, ripped the dildo out of Kathy's pussy, and replaced it with his very hard cock. They came together almost immediately; Tom lay panting on top of Kathy; then rolled over and pulled her on top of him. "My God, is this what you do when I'm away on business? Why didn't you every show me before? What a turn-on!" They slept for a while; it was almost time for dinner when they awoke. Rather than plow through rush-hour traffic, Tom decided to stay downtown for the evening. They ordered room service for dinner; with Kathy once again feeding Tom. He had been turned on when Kathy collected stares at lunch, so he decided to take it one step further. He had packed fairly decent clothes for them; They showered and got dressed for the night; Kathy wore her red leather mini, a tight black sweater, and heels. He let her wear her push-up bra, but no panties. Her legs were tan, so she didn't need to wear stockings. Tom didn't really like to go dancing, but he knew that a dance club was the best venue for his plans. They took a cab to Lakeview; the streets were crowded as people started going to the various clubs. Along the way, Tom explained to Kathy, "We've been together a long time and I know we've both been faithful. Let's see what life is like on the other side of the fence. Here's your assignment for tonight. First we're going to a club. You are charged with picking up one man within an hour and leaving the club with him. I will rescue you, but I won't tell you at what point. You must pick up someone you'd be interested in; I will punish you severely if the guy is a loser. After I rescue you, I'll tell you the second part of your assignment." Kathy went into the club and felt like all male eyes were on her. Within a few minutes, she had a drink in her hand and was at the edge of the dance floor, moving slightly to the beat of the music. She got lucky; she managed to make eye contact with a tall, well-built, handsome man on the other side of the dance floor. They met on the dance floor, and for the next half hour they danced, talked, and laughed. Kathy turned on all of her considerable charm, smiling, batting her eyelashes, and touching the man's arm as they talked. When a slow song came on, Kathy and her new friend danced close; she let him cup her ass in his hand and she pressed close to him, feeling his bulge grind into her mound. She almost came right there on the dance floor. From time to time, Kathy glanced in Tom's direction and smirked. Tom was beginning to regret his decision; it was obvious that Kathy was enjoying the opportunity to dance and flirt without guilt. However, he didn't step in and rescue Kathy, since he was beginning to get aroused imagining what would happen if he let Kathy bring the man to their hotel room. The thought of another man kneeling in front of Kathy, eating her out, made him as hard as a rock. He sat at a barstool so he could stroke himself without anyone noticing. He had to go into the bathroom and finish the job in a stall. When he came back out to the bar, he saw Kathy leaving with the man! That did it; the charade was over. He ran out and grabbed Kathy's arm. "Game's over, sweetie. We're outta here." The man started to protest, but Kathy told him that he had been a pawn in their little game. He stormed away; Tom flagged down the first cab he saw and pushed Kathy in. Tom was angry and aroused; how dare Kathy enjoy herself so much! He knew what he had to do, for both of them. Kathy was still giggling when they arrived back at the hotel. Tom threw her on the bed as soon as they got into the room. "You need to be punished, Kathy. Now you're going to tell me what would have happened if I hadn't rescued you, Kathy, and you're going to be whipped." He stripped off her clothes and tied her to the bed. As Kathy described what might have taken place, Tom laid into her with the riding crop. Kathy's voice faltered; her description trailed off as she twisted and moaned through the whipping. When he judged that she had had enough, he turned her over and shoved his hard cock into her mouth. He fucked her mouth for a while, then slammed into her pussy with all of his strength. She matched him stroke for stroke, wrapping her legs high around his waist. They came together again, and went to sleep. WEDNESDAY Kathy awoke to the alarm ringing at 4:00 am. She looked around the room and didn't see Tom. As she searched for her clothes, she found a note from Tom on the night stand. He explained that he left early to take care of some work. He had paid the hotel bill and left the car there for her to drive. Looking around the room, she realized that the only clothes she had were way to trampy for work. She would have to go home and change. Throwing on whatever clothes she could find, she ran down to the parking garage. Her hair was a fright, but she didn't mind because the parking garage should be deserted at this hour. As she reached Tom's car, she didn't really noticed the van parked next to it. She dug in her purse for her keys and barely heard the van door slid open. As she started to turn around to see what made that noise, she was grabbed and pulled into the van. She started kicking and yelling but within seconds she was hogtied, blindfolded and gagged. She continued to struggle against her bonds as the driver started the van and drove out of the garage. After a few minutes of squirming she realized it was impossible to free herself. Her mind raced. How could this be happening to her. She cursed herself for not being more careful and for going into the garage alone at 5:00 in the morning. She was terrified and began to think of her family and Tom. How would he ever find her and save her? The it hit her. Tom, that bastard! He must have set this up. But who was driving the van? Was it Tom? She never saw his face. The build was similar, but she remembered Tom being a bit shorter than this man. What if it wasn't Tom? They drove for what seemed like hours. The whole time her mind flip flopped from terror, to anger, to an attempt at optimism, then back to terror. She thought to herself, this had better not be Tom because if it is, she was going to kill him. Eventually, the van stopped. The mystery man picked her up and carried her a few minutes before putting her down on an old sofa. She could tell by the smell and echoes that she must be in some type of warehouse. As she laid face down on the sofa, she realized how uncomfortable she was, the gag was stretching her mouth, and the ropes were cutting into her skin. The man quickly untied her legs and retied them to the feet of the sofa. He positioned her so that she was bent over the arm of the sofa. She squirmed and struggled but could barely move an inch. She froze as she felt something sharp touch her leg. The man had a large knife that he used to quickly cut away her skirt. She was trembling, and started sobbing a little. If this was Tom, he was a really good actor. Her new panties were also cut of and left dangling on her legs. The she heard the unmistakable sound of her attackers pants dropping. Seconds later she felt her pussy being penetrated. As the cock started ramming her she realized that this cock was much bigger than Tom. She screamed in her mind, THIS IS NOT TOM. As she renewed her struggles she couldn't help noticing that her clit was bring pressed against the rough sofa with every thrust. That and combination of the ropes was actually turning her on. She fought the sensations with every fiber in her being. As the fuck continued, she realized that she was losing the battle. Eventually she conceded defeat and gave in to the most intense orgasm yet. He felt her cumming and fucked harder and deeper. Her orgasm seemed to last forever when he suddenly pulled out. Her head was still spinning as she was carried back to the van. Within a few minutes they were back at the parking garage. He placed her in the back seat of her car, still tied, gagged and blindfolded. Before he left her, he loosened up the rope holding her hands. With a little struggling, she managed to get a hand free. She ripped off the blindfold just in time to see the van driving out of the garage. Five minutes later she was totally free and starting her car. Looking at the clock she saw that it was now 7:30 am. She drove home as fast as she could, still naked from the waist down. Tom wasn't at home when she arrived, and she couldn't get him on his cell phone. She wasn't quite sure what else to do, so she took a long shower and went to work. She got in at about 9:00 and tried to sneak into her office without running into her boss. No such luck, she ran into her boss in the hall. She apologized for being late as she tried to think of an excuse. "No problem," her boss said, "Tom called in earlier and said you were tied up this morning and would be a little late." Kathy let out a scream of frustration right there in the hallway. She spent the rest of the day plotting her revenge. When she arrived home that night, Tom was there and was acting like nothing had happened. THURSDAY Kathy had to be at work early Thursday morning, so she woke, showered, and dressed in the dark. After a hasty breakfast, she grabbed her briefcase and headed out to the car. Tom had put a dozen roses and a note on the car. The note read, "I'd say I'm sorry about yesterday, but the only thing I regret is that it was the dildo, not my cock inside of you. I know you have a lot of work to do today, so I've packed your lunch. Your instructions for the day are in the plain brown envelope. Have a good day, my sweet, hot little slave. Tom" Kathy was touched by the flowers, but snorted at the mention of "instructions". She'd be lucky if she even got to eat lunch, let alone follow Tom's "orders". Besides, she was thinking of a few for him. The morning flew by; Kathy worked with her team on the case. One of the paralegals asked Kathy if she had managed to get to the tanning salon on her day off; she looked healthy and glowing. Kathy blushed and declined to answer. "I guess being a slave does have its benefits," she thought to herself. The group took a break for lunch, and they each hurried off for a quick round of errands. Kathy opened the bag Tom had packed for her. Inside was a salad, soup, an envelope, and a small, gift-wrapped cylinder. Kathy opened the envelope and was relieved that there was no one in the room with her; the envelope contained a selection of erotic photos of her, Tom, and the two of them from the past 10 years that they had been together, including several shots from the past few days. Tom had also written her a note, detailing how nicely he would treat her after her week of slavery was over. At the end of the note, Tom had written the following instructions: You didn't think I would leave you alone all day, did you? Unwrap the gift, and take it and this note into the ladies room. You will spend the rest of your lunch hour pleasuring yourself, and I require you to cum in your panties, which I will check when you get home. I'll call you later to check. Tom The "gift" was a small vibrator. As Kathy read the note and unwrapped the gift, she started getting aroused. She went downstairs to a floor that was lightly occupied by the law firm and snuck into the ladies' room. She sat down and took off her skirt, pantyhose, and panties. The vibrator hummed quietly as Kathy used it to play with her clit and pussy. It was small enough to handle easily, but large enough to fit inside and satisfy her. As Kathy read the note again, she remembered all the ways Tom had pleased her in the past and present. She moaned quietly, then more loudly as she approached orgasm. Then she heard footsteps and froze; what if it was one of her co-workers? How could she explain herself? The footsteps turned into a pair of shoes in front of her stall; Tom's shoes. "I thought I'd find you here. I really was going to leave you alone, but I didn't want to miss out. Care to let me finish the job?" Kathy smiled and let him in the stall. Tom knelt in front of her and began lapping up the juices flowing from Kathy's pussy. He used one hand to spread her lips and used the other to stroke his hard cock. With a muffled scream, Kathy came. Tom was getting close too. Then, with swiftness learned in her years of studying martial arts, Kathy grabbed Tom, spun him around and pulled both of his arms back. "You are clever, but not clever enough today, Tom." Kathy bound Tom's arms behind his back with her hose. "Yes I did enjoy myself yesterday, eventually, but only after a lot of fear and pain. You've given me the perfect opportunity for revenge. Thanks honey!" She used the excess hose to tie Tom to the toilet pipes. She then stripped Tom's pants off, giggling as his erection bobbed uselessly in the air. "Of course you knew I'd be here, because hardly anyone uses this floor. Don't worry, I'll be back to pick you up at the end of the day...maybe!" She threw his pants in the sink, taking care to run some water over the crotch. Then she left, still laughing. Tom knew that the harder he pulled on the hose, the tighter they would knot, but he tried anyway. He didn't know what would be worse, to yell for help and risk total humiliation, or to wait, cold and hard, for Kathy to end what would be a very long day. He passed the hours remembering the events that led up to this day, and grinned. All in all, he was getting the better part of the deal; and he had 2 more days to push himself and Kathy further than they had ever gone before. FRIDAY Kathy woke up extra early; today was the start of one of her biggest cases. She had been at the office quite late the night before, preparing juror questions and her opening argument. In fact, she almost forgot that she had left Tom tied up in the ladies room; when she ran downstairs to release him, he had already freed himself and left. By the time she got home from work, he was asleep. She shook her head and smiled as she poured herself a bowl of cereal and a cup of coffee. It had been quite a week, filled with passion and new discoveries. She would be happy to see their son again tomorrow, but regretful that her and Tom's free time was ending. She made a resolution to never forget what they had shared and make the time to share these fantasies on a regular basis. As Kathy was cleaning up, she noticed a package sitting on the counter, with a note addressed to her. The note read: Kathy my dear: Even though today is the end of our week and you are in court today, I am still your Master for 24 more hours. I'll go easy on you today, despite the way you tricked and humiliated me yesterday. The package contains a pair of very special panties. I order you to put them and turn them on now and leave them on throughout your day in court. They'll remind you of me....and what's waiting for you when you get home. Love, Tom Kathy opened the package and discovered a pair of "Tickler" panties; they had a flat panel, dotted with small nubs, in the front. A wire ran from the panel to a small remote control, labeled "cycle" and "off". Kathy turned the remote to "cycle"; the panel buzzed quietly. Even as she held it in her hand, Kathy could feel her pussy begin to tingle. "That rat-bastard, this is the only way he could think of to torture me today!" She changed into the panties and left for work. As she drove, the panties buzzed pleasantly against her clit. She tried to adjust them, but they fit so tight she couldn't move the vibrating patch away. The only way she could concentrate on her driving was to turn on a talk radio station. In court, Kathy was one of 3 attorneys on the case. Today, her role was to alternate questioning jurors with one of the other attorneys, while the third took notes. By the middle of the morning, Kathy was sopping wet, as the vibrator cycled through 4 different settings. It took her to the brink, but not over the top. When she rose to question the next juror, the change in position hit her clit in such as way as she almost had an orgasm. It was very difficult to keep her composure, but Kathy took a deep breath and calmly questioned the next 3 potential jurors. When she turned to resume her seat, she saw Tom, sitting at the back of the room, smirking at her. She shot him a veiled, angry look...and then winked! Tom's eyes widened, then he stifled a laugh. One of the things he loved about Kathy was her sense of humor, even if she was the butt of the joke. At the lunch break, all that Kathy wanted to do was rush to the ladies room, pull off her panties, and finger herself into an orgasm. However, the rest of her team wanted to meet over sandwiches to discuss strategy. As they met, a paralegal handed her a package. "Your husband stopped by and asked me to give this to you." The package contained a note with a detailed description of how Tom would replace the vibrator with his tongue, then his cock, later that evening. It also contained a pair of nipple clips and orders to put them on immediately. As Kathy read the note, she lost all composure and, making a flimsy excuse, rushed to the ladies room. By this time, she was so hot it took only a minute for her to give herself the orgasm that had been building for the past 5 hours. The nipple clips were another story; Kathy adjusted the tension and the amount of flesh she gathered so that they stung, but didn't really hurt too much. Her bulky jacket covered the evidence of her slave activities. Red faced but calm, she rejoined the meeting, nipples contracting under the clips. The rest of the day preceded smoothly; court was adjourned at a reasonable hour and Kathy rushed home after a short strategy session with the team. Tom was waiting for her; seeing her in action always made him hot for her and he practically ripped her clothes off the minute she walked in the door. "I almost had to go to the men's room and jerk myself off this morning, Kathy. Do you have any idea how hot and sexy you are when you're doing your lawyer routine?" As she let herself be stripped, she gasped, "And do you know how much I would have wanted to follow you in, kneel, and put your cock in my mouth? Let me show you." With that, Kathy knelt, pulling down Tom's shorts on her way. His cock sprang up, huge and hard and eager for her mouth. She engulfed his cock, sucking it down to the root. Tom moaned and guided them to a chair. He sat, and while Kathy teased his cock, he found her nipples and slowly released them from the clamps. She groaned in pain; he massaged her tender nipples until they were hard as little stones. He pulled her off him when he was getting close to coming; he wanted to explode inside of her, but not quite yet. Tom reached down to Kathy's panties; he found that the vibrator was off and that the panties were very very wet. He grabbed her wrist and growled, "I thought I ordered you to leave the vibrator on all day? In case you've forgotten, you are my slave until the end of the day. Now get moving; we're going to the basement!" Confused, Kathy let herself be pushed into the basement. Had she forgotten to turn the vibrator back on during lunch? When they got downstairs, Tom led her from the finished playroom into the utility/storage area, which had a lock on it high up so their son couldn't let himself in. Kathy's mouth gaped open; Tom had been doing rehab work during his week off. A large hook and chain hung from the ceiling, and there were more hooks and bolts along the wall. She also saw that he had installed perf board and hung various instruments on hooks. She recognized the riding crop, a wooden paddle, several sets of leather cuffs, some lengths of rope, leather/fur blindfolds, gags, and a spreader bar. There was also a bench that looked like a horse off to the side on a platform; it was padded with suede and had hooks on it as well. Tom pinned Kathy's wrists together and bound them with a length of rope. He then bent her over the horse and tied her wrists to it. He gently kicked her legs apart and tied each on to the horse. She looked open and vulnerable with her ass raised high in the air and her wet, glistening pussy exposed from the back. Tom's cock was still hard and a little wet from being in Kathy's mouth; he stroked it as he walked over to the perf board and chose the wooden paddle. He smacked it against his hand a few times; Kathy flinched and tried to brace herself. Smack! "That's for tying me up yesterday!" Smack! "That's for leaving me until I had to untie myself!" Smack! "That's for soaking the crotch of my pants, so I looked like a fool leaving your building!" Smack! "That's for not giving me a blowjob in the middle of the night when you woke up to pee!" Smack! "That's for turning off your vibrator this afternoon!" And with a final Smack, Tom said "And that's for giving me one of the best weeks of my life!" Each time Tom smacked her, Kathy winced and ground her clit into the soft suede of the horse. By the time Tom stopped the beating, it was stained with her juices, and Kathy was red-faced and shaking. Tom looked down at her, saw the juices trickling down her thighs, and realized once again that she was just as turned on as he was. He stepped up close behind her, and confirmed that the platform and horse were high enough so that he could take Kathy standing up. He drove into her with all his strength; she cried out in shock, adjusted, and started moving with him. He traced his hands over her sore ass as he fucked her hard. "Tell me who's your master?", Tom insisted. "You are!" Kathy gasped. "Tell me who's the best lover you ever had", Tom goaded. "You are, Tom.", Kathy eked out. He felt her pussy begin to grip him and said, "Tell me who's going to come like she's never come before" "I AM!!!!" Kathy screamed and began to shake. That did it for Tom; he came and came and came and slumped against her when he finished. The next day, they both went to pick up their son at camp. He looked happy, tanned, and ran up to them holding the birdhouse he had made. "I had so much fun, Mom and Dad! I bet you were really bored without me around!" Tom and Kathy looked at each other, smiled, and lied, "Of course, honey. Mom and Dad had a really boring week without you!"
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