Lifestyle Training

“Ohhhhhhhh! OHHHH FUCK!!!”

Nate bit his bottom lip and clutched the thick duvet as his wife’s hips pounded him. He was on his hands and knees, trying to maintain his balance on the bed as her strapon thrust into his tight ass with growing speed and power. It was the third time Laura had pegged him in the last two weeks. She’d sized up the toy each time. First they’d used a five inch dildo. Then a six incher. Now there was a seven inch rubber cock plowing Nathan’s dilated back door. On top of the added length, this dong was thicker than the first two.

Femdom was a fairly new addition to their sex lives, yet it had come to dominate their nightly interactions. Trying some light BDSM had been Nathan’s suggestion as they searched for a way to spice things up. He’d expressed a willingness to top or bottom, but Laura had eagerly taken the reigns. As the days and nights passed and she slipped more into her dominant role, there was nothing ambiguous about her reactions. Laura was loving every minute of it.

SMACK

Her palm blasted Nate’s ass before taking a fresh grasp of his hips and sinking her cock deep.

“Yeah, you like that?!? Moan for me, you slut!”

Nate was still processing how he felt about taking orders from his wife and getting fucked up the ass on the regular. On the one hand, they were having sex more frequently and passionately than they had in years. If stoking the flames of passion was the goal, mission accomplished.

On the other hand, the nature of their sex life had changed completely. Tonight, for example, she’d demanded cunnilingus, sitting on his face for a half hour while he tongued her to multiple orgasms. Once she’d had her fill, Laura ordered him into position, strapped on her harness and begun her assault on his ass.

Even now, as her dildo thrust deep into his spongy pucker and her hips slapped his cheeks loudly, his half-hard cock swung below. It drooled with a trickle of pre-cum, left cold, alone and dangling in the cool air. His cock had received virtually no attention. But that was the nature of domination and submission. You did what the dominant partner told you and bathed in the sensory experience they imparted. You trusted they were leading you to a good place, even if the journey seemed frustrating, difficult or downright hellish at times.

Nate didn’t get off on following orders, so it was a good bet he wasn’t a natural submissive. However, he did find something intensely erotic about the taboos of BDSM. Particularly role reversal and the prospect of going places other couples wouldn’t dare to. He was elated when Laura agreed to try BDSM. Now he was struggling to keep up with his wife, whose libido was growing stronger and more demanding with each Femdom date night.

“Take that cock like a good little whore!” she called out as her hips pounded him aggressively.

She reached up with one hand and raked her fingernails down his back. She dug into his flesh lightly as her cock bottomed out in his packed hole. Nathan bowed his head and grunted as his wife drilled further into his anatomy than she ever had. It was so fucking tight and yet she glided in and out of him effortlessly. Such was the power of abundant lubrication.

It was difficult to describe the sensation of being pegged. It didn’t seriously hurt if you prepared properly, and Laura always made sure he was well stretched and lubed before she dove in. But there was a persistent ache associated with having your asshole stretched out. Also, the sudden thrusts, especially deep ones, could provide little bursts of pain. They mingled with a light, giddy pleasure that flowed through the body as you were being sodomized. A pleasure that only grew with time.

Nathan hadn’t yet experienced a prostate orgasm, but he knew that would take time and practice. He’d read that it was the holy grail of male orgasms, a brain flushing explosion of nirvana. It was half the reason he’d considered trying Femdom. He also genuinely thought it might help their relationship, so his motivations weren’t purely selfish. He’d had no idea how thoroughly Laura would embrace their new dynamic.

Initially, Nate imagined their play would involve a pair of fuzzy cuffs and maybe some light spanking before she fingered his asshole and sucked his cock. She’d taken it far beyond that. It was becoming clearer by the day that if he got to experience the mother of all male climaxes, it would be delivered by a fat rubber dick in his ass.

“MMMMMMMM!!!! OH GODDDDDD!!!!”

Laura’s loud cries and the sudden burst of speed in her thrusts informed Nate she was having her fourth orgasm of the evening. She bucked into his ass powerfully as the rubber nubs built into the harness massaged her clit just right. Her moans came long and loud as she deep-dicked him into total submission. After a dozen more thrusts and a scream of climax, her hips slowed to a stop. She bent forward and Nathan felt her sweaty breasts press into his back.

“Ohhhh ... Oh my god!”

She pawed his body all over and planted kisses on his neck and back as their racing heartbeats slowed together. Laura backed away and her strapon exited Nathan’s ass with a lube-drenched slurch. A feeling of emptiness overwhelmed him as she pulled out. It always felt weird after being so filled for an extended period of time.

“Turn over, baby. On your side” she instructed him.

Nathan needed no coaxing. His wrists and knees were weak after the long pounding he’d just taken. He wanted nothing more than to collapse and rest. Nate rolled over and ran a hand through his short brown hair. He relaxed and stretched out as Laura got up, unstrapped her harness and set the toy aside. Soon she was back on the bed, sliding in behind Nathan and wrapping her arms around him. It still felt a bit odd, being the little spoon, but Nathan was growing to like it, especially after one of their intense sessions of naughty play.

“That was amazing! I enjoyed it so much. I hope you did too” she spoke into his ear. Her right hand stroked his chest as her warm body pressed into his back.

“I did, my Queen.”

His answer was honest, yet Nate was frustrated. She hadn’t let him come in four days. He couldn’t deny their play was pleasurable and intensely erotic. Was it hotter because she now controlled his release? It was a concept he was still growing used to. Even now, his manhood was half erect; twitching with strands of pre-cum leaking from the glans.

As if reading his mind, she reached down and took hold of his pulsing warmth. Laura’s touch was soft, but possessive. She glided her palm up and down his length with slow, gentle strokes.

“I think we’ve found what we need” she announced. “We can stop going to couples therapy if you want.”

Nathan sucked in a ragged breath as her strokes sent shivers down his spine. “If you think we’re ready, that’d be great.”

“I know we are. I’m having the time of my life and I think you are too. Am I right?”

“You’re right. It’s been fun.”

“Mmmhmm ... And we’re just getting started. You want to come, don’t you slut?”

“Yes, my Goddess” he confirmed. His hands gripped the pillow beside him as she continued to work him over.

“Grab the headboard. Don’t let go until I say” she instructed.

Nathan released the pillow and reached up. He wrapped his palms around the cool metal bars and took a firm grip. The speed of Laura’s strokes increased. He muttered pleasurably as she teased him.

“I want to try some real bondage soon. We need more toys. And I think we both should get some new outfits. Something more appropriate for our play. I want us to go further, Nathan. What do you think of that?”

“Ummmm... Yes! Definitely!” he answered as his face grew flush. His dick was now fully erect and straining with lust. Her hand flowed up and down his leaking length skillfully. She fondled his balls between sensual strokes of his bulging cock.

“I want you to wear a collar. My collar.”

“Yes, Ma’am!”

“Every cock in this house belongs to me, including yours. You’re my bitch boy property. Isn’t that right?”

“Yes! OH YES!!!”

“You want to come?” Her sweaty curves pressed into his body more insistently. Laura’s right leg wrapped around Nathan’s and held it down. Her fist tightened around his cock as her fluid strokes accelerated.

“PLEASE! YES PLEASE!!!”

“If I let you come, you have to eat every drop. Understood?”

“Fuck yes! PLEASE, JUST LET ME COME!!!”

“Good boy.”

As she fisted his cock with fervor, Laura reached up and pressed her lips to Nathan’s neck. She applied firm suction and bit into his skin lightly, marking him with her lipstick. The deep red of a rapidly forming hickey swelled into being. She kept the pressure and suction on for a good thirty seconds. Her increasingly slick jerking wracked his body with blissful convulsions.

“I... OH FUCK!!! I’M GONNA!!!”

Nathan’s balls seized and pleasure coursed through his body. A lightning bolt of ecstasy rattled through his every nerve. Nate shuddered in Laura’s grasp as streams of thick, white paste blasted from his tip. The first rope shot all over the bedding. As he continued to nut, Laura slid her fingers to the glans and gathered his emissions in her increasingly sloppy hand. Nate moaned and writhed in rapture. He held onto the bars of the headboard tightly as his balls emptied and four days of sexual frustration exited his body along with several blasts of sticky sperm.

His eyes were closed for most of the intense climax. When they opened, he knew what to expect. Laura released his spent cock and brought her dripping fingers to his mouth. Her cum-slathered digits poked at his lips and he opened them obediently. Laura half-rolled onto his body, pressing him into the bed as she sunk two jizz-coated fingers into his mouth and fed Nathan his own filth.

“Eat it! Taste your own cum!!!”

Laura ran her free hand through her long, blonde hair and grinned as she looked down at him. She probed his mouth, fucking his lips with two fingers at a time and depositing hot webs of gunk all over his wagging tongue. She flowed her digits in and out of his warm, wet maw, chuckling to herself as she fed him his own jizzum. When her fingers were clean, she presented her palm and Nathan licked it until nothing but saliva coated her flesh. She ended their play with two wet pats to his cheek.

“That’s a good whore. Fuck, that was hot! If I wasn’t so tired, you’d be eating me out again before bed.”

Nathan let out an exhausted laugh. As fun as that sounded, he was glad it was time for sleep.

They got under the covers, easing their sapped, soiled and relaxed bodies. Laura scooted up behind him and wrapped an arm around Nate’s side. She pressed her warm curves into his back, ass and legs, assuming the position of big spoon once again. The pleased Domina reached up and stroked his hair gently as they settled in for the night.

“You know it’s not just the sex, right? It’s more than that. We’re communicating again. You’re responding to my wants and needs. And most of all, you’re allowing yourself to be vulnerable. That’s what was missing before.”

“I know, my love. I’m sorry I didn’t realize it sooner.”

“Shhhhhh ... It’s alright. You’re doing so well. And now that you’re trusting me to guide this relationship, everything is going to be so much better.”

Nathan felt her hand glide across his chest and her hips press against his ass warmly. He blushed and smiled before falling into the most restful sleep of his life.

12:14 PM

WIFEY (She Who Must Be Obeyed)

Hey. You on break?

Yeah, I was just about to get some lunch. How’s your day, beautiful?

Pretty good, handsome. Tired as fuck of meetings, but that’s to be expected. Anyway, in regards to tonight, there’s been a change of plans.

Oh?

I know we just dropped therapy and now our Tuesdays are open for the first time in months, but I scheduled us for a new kind of counseling.

What kind, exactly?

BDSM counseling. Officially, it’s called “lifestyle training.” We have our first session tonight.

Oh! lol ... Should I be worried?

No, you should be excited.

I am very excited, my Queen.

Have you been a good boy? You haven’t touched yourself? No cumming since Friday night?

No ma’am. I’ve been good.

You must be awfully horny then?

As horny as I was on Friday. Maybe more.

Good. I was thinking of giving you permission to jerk off until you cum in the men’s room. Perhaps ordering you to do so. But now that we have plans, I think I’ll keep you frustrated until then.

That’s just mean.

Awww, so sad! See you tonight, slut. We’ll grab a bite out before your new training begins. :)

Yes, Ma’am. Love you, wife.

Love you so much, husband.

“He should be below you at all times. Especially when you play, but I recommend extending it beyond play time. Any time you’re alone together is a good rule.”

“It’s nice being the one who towers over him, for a change. I must admit, I’m enjoying this.”

Nathan’s knees and ass were raw as he looked up at two beauties sitting on the sofa above him. One was his wife, dressed much more provocatively than usual. She was decked out in a luxurious red latex bustier with matching thigh highs and arm gloves. It was an outfit she’d purchased in secret for tonight’s session. She looked amazing in it. Nate hoped it would be a staple in the bedroom.

The other woman, Mistress Sevara, was their new counselor. Not really, of course. Sex therapist? Throwing away all pretense, she was clearly a Dominatrix. Nathan wondered if Laura had typed out the word counseling with a straight face earlier. It was an interesting type of counseling that saw someone stripped naked, shackled and worked over with paddles and floggers.

Since arriving at Sevara’s lair, they’d gone over some basic BDSM safety, most of which Nate and Laura already knew. Nathan had been outfitted with a collar, wrist cuffs, thigh cuffs and ankle cuffs; all made of thick, premium leather. Mistress Sevara gave him his first enema, a lesson that would come in handy for a couple who regularly enjoyed anal play.