What is a cockold? Now I think I know.

Step 1. The seduction. 

Cindy was a little crazy. I knew it when we hooked up. But she was very cute, very sexy, and loved to fuck. That's all we did for the first year we were together. 6 months or so before we got married, then for the next 6 monthe after. 2, 3 or 4 times a day. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

Then, it seemed it was over. She wasn't into it anymore. We tried to talk about it, but she wouldn't open up. We found we didn't really have anything else in common after that. She started talking divorce. I didn't want to go through that again! I told her I'd do anything to keep us together. One night she cuddled up to me and told me there were a few crazy things she wanted to try, but was always too afraid to tell me. But at this point in our marrage, I was willing to try anything.

Shopping at a sex store is weird enough. But we were in the lesbian dildo and strap on area, then the kinky bondage gear section, for a very long time. She quietly explained her fetish for 'pegging' a man. She had to explain what that was. Before I knew it we had a basket full of 2 strap in harness's, several diffrent dildo's, a bondage starter kit, A big dog collar with the words 'fuck whore' on it, and 3 or 4 lubes and lotions made for fucking.

While I was paying for the assortment of naughty stuff, she added another bondage set she said seemed more appropriate for what she had in mind. I didn't look at it until we got home. 

Silly me, because I was thinking this would be a go slow and easy project, but I was wrong. She couldn't wait to get us home and get me bent over something so she could make me her bitch. At first, I played along, undressing and getting on all fours on the bed. Hoping to get it all over and maybe then we could get back to our regular fucking program. Wrong again, buddy.

She had an entire agenda planned. Shower me, shave me everywhere, put me in her wedding lingerie. The she applied some make up to my face and pulled an old Halloween wig over my head. The works. There was a break now and then as she clicked off a picture here and there of our progress. She was relentless with her attention to detail. It took an hour and a half to satisfy her. And I don't mean sexually. I was going to be the bitch getting fucked.

I was cuffed and collared and chained and pulled up and pulled down and turned all around. Finally, I was kneeling, facing and bent over the foot of our bed. My hands were pulled up tward the headboard tied off to it with several strands of the black 1/2 inch nylon rope we had purchased. She told me to spread my legs and slappled my ass with a riding crop every time she told me. I kept spreading until there wasn't any more spreading to do. The cuffs around my ankles were tied off, out to the foot posts of the bed. I could tell she was taking more pictures of me. I wasn't really liking her photographing this moment. It was so fucking embarassing and humiliating. She said she had really enjoyed slapping my ass. So she continued until I was crying, slobbering, and begging her like a little child to stop. 

I didn't have much of a vantage poing now. I could look forward at the headboard, and a little to each side, but that was about it. I could hear her rumaging around. Undressing, or dressing, or something. I could hear the shopping bags rustling, the closet door, dresser drawers opening and closing, and buckles and straps being fastened and pulled.

I was uncomfortable and felt like I'd already had enough of this. I began to complain and beg her to hold off until we had another time to play. 

"You need to shut the fuck up, bitch." I think that was when I really knew I was in trouble.

step 2. Fucking me.

Cindy had recently purchased, or had been hiding from me, a really nasty catsuit outfit. It was shiny black vinyl and looked like it would have been impossible to pull on. It was soooooo tight. There were straps and belts and buckles everwhere. But her big pink nipples and her pretty little blonde bush were showing through large heart shaped holes. She had a matching vinyl collar that said 'Bitch in charge' on it. Her head and face were covered with a rubbery hood and mask that only had 2 eye holes and a mouth hole exposed. Otherwise the hood went all the way down below her neck meeting up with the bodysuit.

She was kneeling in front of me, one leg on each side of my arms. She would wiggle her pussy in my face and laugh. Telling me she knows I want to lick it. I began it get into all of this after all. I opened my mouth and pushed out my tongue. 

"You're going to lick me all right, bitch. Just not where you think."

Well, I hadn't noticed before, but it was clear now. There was a hole in the back of her tight little catsuit. It was a long wide slit going all the way down between her legs and up above her where her ass crack ends. She backed into my face and ordered me to "Begin!" Well, I'd slipped my tongue back there a few times while I'd been working her pussy. But I've never been solely focused on just that part of her. It was difficult to go in all the way. The way she wanted. I tried to change her mind and let me eat her pussy instead. But then came the riding crop again. As she was enjoying punishing my sore, red ass, over and over, I heard her order me to "Shut up and eat my shit."

I was pretty deep in there. My tongue was all the way inside her. My mouth was wide open as he slaped my ass and pushed harder into my face. She was laughing, bouncing back and forth, harder and harder. I was making muffled painfull sounds and begging her to stop with every thrust. 

FINALLY! She stopped. Rolling over on her back in front of me. Now I see a long, pink vibrating pussy plug in her. She had been materbating while I was eating her ass. She laid there huffing and puffing, still shaking from who knows how many orgasms. 

"That was fun", she said. "Now we just need to get you trained, and we can continue." More rustling in bags and opening packages. She tied to pop a rubber ball gag in my mouth but the ball was too big. The second was too, but she pushed extra hard and made it fit. Once it was strapped in tight, and she pulled a furry pink blindfold over my eyes, I was completely helpless. I could taste and smell her wet little ass in my drooling mouth and all over my face. I feel the lace wedding panties slip down over my butt. Something is going on back there. She worked a few different slippery dildos in my ass until she got one all the way inside. I was moaning and squirming but it was silly to try to stop her. Suddenly I realize it's a vibrator too! This thing is wiggling like two probing fingers up my ass and humming like an electric toothbrush. It feels like someone is relentlessly working hard to get as far up my ass ass as possible, while using a vibrator on me at the same time. 

A warm, wet hand slides under my balls. She s rubbing them gently. I'm getting hard. Then the grip tightens. Ouch. What the fuck? Her fingernails start to scratch my skin. She is pushing the dildo even further in my ass. My cheeks spread with every push. It's going in deeper than ever. Fuck! I start to panic and cry out. I can barely breathe with the gag in my mouth. She pushes the dildo harder and squeezes and scratches my balls until I know they are going to explode. She moves up to me. Her crotch is in my ass. She is humping me while she pulls and squeezes my sore ball sack. Her free hand takes the riding crop and starts pounding away at my cheeks again. I'm sure they are bloody now! Pounding and whipping and ripping my balls off! I'm screaming! Fuck!

I've never had a more intense orgasm. I came for what seemed like an hour. One stream after another. My eyes are watering. I'm crying through the nasty ball gag. She forced the dildo in my ass as hard as she could as I came. She was laughing and wouldn't stop whipping my ass. She squeezed my balls so hard I'm sure everything in them came out of my dick. It felt that way. She left me there in my sloppy cum for a long time. She finally came back, drinking a glass of wine, and untied the knots holding my wrists up to the headboard. I was left to finish untying myself, undressing the pretty lingerie, and removing the gag and butt plug. Oh boy, I was sore.