My introduction to bondage and submission had opened my eyes. I wanted to explore more but didn’t know how to go about it. Another visit to the Adult Shop would provide the answer.
I sat watching videos and imagined I was in them. The ones that really excited me involved me being used by a woman. I decided not to cheat on Reg with another man. Maybe he could watch but I wasn’t sure. I decided to go alone to the Adult Shop and see if Marge could help me. I wandered in on the pretext of buying more bondage things. I was looking at some when Marge came up. “So are you into this or is your husband” she asked. “Me” I replied “but having experienced it I was wondering what to do next”. Marge smiled, sort of like a lion smiles at a deer. “Maybe I could suggest a way you could experience REAL bondage my dear” she said.
Marge asked me what I had done already and then asked me how far I was prepared to go. I told her I wanted to go further but I didn’t want to cheat on my husband with a guy. A female Dom would be perfect. Again she gave me that smile. “I know someone honey but you have to be sure” she said “once started you would have a safety word but you must be sure you want to start”. “Let me think about it” I said. I went home and got dinner for Reg but I was thinking about the things I had watched and the more I thought about it the more I wanted to do it. By the time I went to bed Reg actually remarked how wet I was. I told him it was because he turned me on. A lie but the sex was fantastic.
It was Saturday and I rang Marge and told her I was ready. After making sure I was she told me to come to the shop that afternoon. I told Reg I was going shopping. Not a total lie. I got to the shop about 2pm. Marge had that smile again. She led me upstairs and into a room that looked just like those dudgeon rooms on the videos. “This is Dominique” Marge said “she will look after you”. I stared at the woman standing there. She was tall and dressed in a latex body suit, thigh high boots and a face mask with just her eyes and mouth visible. I turned to say something to Marge but she had already gone. “Strip” shouted Dominique. I hesitated. “NOW” she shouted and slapped her thigh with this thing that looked like a cat and nine tails. My new journey had begun.
I quickly undressed and she looked me up and down. She told me the safety word was “silver”. If I said that she would stop. That didn’t ease my concern much. She handcuffed me and then tied my hands above my head to a rope hanging from the ceiling. She then got a bar which attached to my ankles spreading my feet over a metre apart. Rubbing my pussy she kissed me. “I am going to make you a total slut” she hissed. Walking around behind me she went to a cupboard and I heard her rummaging around. She came back with a ball mouth gag and fitted it. Immediately I worried how I going to say the safe word wearing a gag.
Next she began to play with my nipples. They were already hard but she pulled and twisted them. I moaned as she squeezed them. “I think they are big enough” she said and she attached nipple clamps. They really hurt and I groaned. She tugged on them and they hurt more. Then she walked behind me again and the next minute a butt plug was pushed into me bum. It was shaped in such a way that once it was inserted it stayed there. “Yes, that will do slut” and she put a blindfold on me. I was waiting for what was next but all was silent. As I started to relax she began to whip my bum. I moaned in pain as she whipped me a couple of times, stopped for a moment and then did it again.
I could feel my bum glowing as she whipped me again and then the back of my thighs. I tried to move away but she moved with me and hit me again and again. Then she moved again and silence. As I relaxed she whipped my breasts. Not as hard as before but with the clamps still in place it hurt. Then my stomach got the treatment and then she hit me between the legs. I was in tears by this time and struggled but I was tied tight. I was in the verge of mumbling “silver” when I felt her fingers rubbing my pussy and then my clit. I started to thrust again her fingers and in no time I orgasmed.
“Did I say you could come you whore” she roared and the whipping recommenced. My bum, my thighs, my boobs and then my pussy got the treatment. Then she again began to finger me. Again I surrendered and orgasmed again. Again she yelled at me and whipped me again. This time I had had enough and mumbled “silver” but she pretended she didn’t understand. “What did you say slut” she shouted “speak up bitch”. I was crying and struggling. She grabbed the chain between the nipple clamps and pulled again. I screamed and she removed the blindfold. She kissed me again and told me I was lovely slut. She removed the nipple clamps and the butt plug. Then she fondled my boobs. But this time she was being gentle. Once more she rubbed my clit and made me cum before untying me. “Did you enjoy that honey” she asked “I think you should thank me by licking me pussy”. She unzipped the crutch of her body suit and, sitting in a chair, she made me lick her until she came.
I got dressed and walked unsteadily down the stairs. “Are you ok honey?” asked Marge. My bum was sore, my nipples ached and I was unsteady on my feet but I had to admit I felt great. Marge smiled. “I am glad you had fun honey” she said “call in tomorrow and I will give you a copy of the CD we made. You can watch it any time you want” she said. I looked at her horrified. “Is that the only copy?” I asked. “No” she said “we keep a copy here so if you don’t want it to go public you will need to come again when I call you”. I realised that I had been conned and she had a CD of me being abused. The last thing I wanted was for it to go public and for Reg to see it. I was trapped.
I got home and thankful there was a message on the kitchen table from Reg “gone to meet a couple of mates at the pub. I will be home at 6” it said. Thank goodness. I hurried into the shower and stood there with the water running over me. My nipples were still hard and painful and my bum hurt. But the redness was starting to disappear on my body, which made me relax a little. But Marge’s words were still buzzing in my ears. She had me in her power now and I panicked. “What was she going to do?” I wondered “what would she do if I didn’t do as she said?” I dressed again and sat in the lounge thinking. “You enjoyed it” I said to myself “maybe it will just be the same as today. Get strung up and tormented”. My thinking was interrupted by Reg arriving home early.
“How did shopping go?” he asked “do I need a second job to pay the credit card bill?” I laughed “I didn’t see anything I liked” I said “so the credit card is safe”. He gave me a hug and disappeared into the lounge and turned on the TV. I made coffee and asked him about his day to stop him asking anymore questions. It worked and things got back to normal. He made love to me that night and I started to stop worrying about Marge and Dominique. Maybe nothing would happen. Maybe…….