FEMDOM FIRSTS: How Dominant Women And Their Submissives Got Into The BDSM Lifestyle - Volume 1 of the WellHeeledDominatrix.com Collection (11 page)

Ever since that day a few years ago, our relationship has progressed from happy-couple to insanely sexual, incredibly-deeply-in-love couple. Seriously. People we know comment about our special relationship, saying they wish they had what we do. If they only knew!!

Over time, we escalated our escapades from simple spankings to whippings to anal play (Sam
loves
to be "raped" by me), and more. We have even visited a BDSM club, practiced exhibitionism, and joined some social clubs for ideas and support, and we have two chests filled with sex toys and items for punishment. Oh, I also emotionally "cuckhold" him. I don't have sex with other guys (I admit STDs are a concern) but I do flirt, and flash my tits at them when the opportunity arises. Sam seems to get off on jealousy and I will do anything to get him off. He enjoys my flirting more than I do!

Needless to say, our house is always spotless now but I can always,
always
think of something Sam has done wrong to deserve a good, hard punishment and fuck session. Sometimes he gets cheeky just to set me off. The way we now react to each other is a well-oiled sexual process of expressing needs, unspoken and spoken, and fulfilling those needs with whatever the other desires.

I recommend this lifestyle to all couples. You will
not
be disappointed.

Vegas Bound

by Fran

I was trapped in a loveless marriage, and had barely been out of my own hometown. My husband, Pete, had to go away to Las Vegas on business, and decided to make this a second honeymoon to try and bring the spark back in our relationship. In the city of Sin,
w
e changed our relationship.

Tracing my tongue down over the bellboy's six-pack abs, I felt him shudder as I got closer to the beltline of his pants. Taking that belt off, I bent him over the bed, and whipped his ass, hearing the crack of the leather hitting the fabric of his pants again and again. Once I got bored with that, I turned him back around, and got down on my knees in front of him.

Vegas was supposed to be a time for me and my husband, Pete, to explore but I found a whole new way to explore...and my husband would be back any minute to find the new me.

Using my teeth, I pulled down his zipper, and undid his pants, pulling them and his underwear down at the same time. His hard 8-inch cock almost slapped me in the face. I grabbed it in my hand, and immediately devoured it before his very eyes. It felt so delicious and tasty on the edge of my tongue. I just had to find out if I could take it all in one swallow. Placing my head over his crotch, I took a deep breath, and drove myself down.

In a short time, I found my lips pressed up against his stomach. His cock head was in the tightness of my throat. He couldn't keep still as he thrust against my lips.

Using his hands to caress my hair, he suddenly wrapped his fingers around my locks, and held me in place as he fucked my face with abandon. Saliva was dripping out of my mouth and all over the shaft of his cock. He continued to have his way with my mouth.

"What a tight mouth!" He hissed. "Fuck, that is so good! Fuck, I'm going to..." He was getting close.

I wasn't nearly done with him yet and there was no way I was going to allow this to end so quickly. Pulling down on the skin under his balls, I suppressed the flow, not letting him find his sweet release.

"I don't think so," I said. "Not until you lick my pussy first."

His head fell down to look at me. "I'm not very good at that."

"No problem, I'll teach you everything you need to know." He smirked a little as his cock throbbed in the air.

I pulled off my dress, and let it fall to the floor at my feet. My bra came off next, and then my panties came down over my legs, showing him the heat and passion that was dripping out of me.

Putting my hands on the top of his shoulders, he got the idea pretty quickly. He went to his knees before me. Spreading my legs over his head, he looked up at me, and began to lick me. "Okay, just use the tip of your tongue to play with the pussy lips, and then slide it up through my slit, and just suck lightly on my exposed clit."

That kid took direction very well. He was soon driving his tongue in and out of me with the expertise of someone much older than he was. This little lesson would benefit any woman that he came across after me. For now, he was my little plaything and I had a lot more left to teach him before I was finished.

I twisted my hands in his hair, and grinded my sex all over his mouth. I was well on my way to climax.

The door slammed shut and my husband, Pete, said, "What the fuck are you doing, Fran? I thought we agreed that it was going to be a woman in Vegas."

"Oh, that was what you agreed to," I said breathlessly. "Oh my gosh! Don't fucking stop!!" I closed my eyes for second, and then snapped them open again. "Honey, if you want this marriage to work, then things are going to have to change. You're going to have to get used to seeing me with other men. Yes, suck it hard! Just like that. I've seen that cuckolding site you look at and I'm intrigued. Take off your clothes, and have a seat over there."

At first it looked like he wouldn't do it but then he slowly dropped his clothes on the floor, and sat on the chair across from us. His cock was in his hand, and growing hard.

"Watch as I use this kid for my own pleasure," I gripped his head harder. "And, maybe I will allow you to fuck me after he leaves. Yes, oh fuck, I'm cumming!" My orgasm hit me. I shook violently and my knees got weak.

When I fell back on the bed, that kid didn't break contact. He just spread me open, and lifted my legs over his shoulders. "You are so fucking hot and sexy, lady. You taste amazing. I can't get enough." He was licking his lips, and making sure that he got all of my juices as they poured out of me and onto his eager young tongue.

"Honey, come over here. I want you to see something." He never complained; just stood, and came over sporting quite the erection. This was the first time that I had seen him this hard as, most times, he was just hard enough to fuck, and nothing more. It was pulsing in his hand and his pre-cum was bubbling over the top.

"Okay, kid, jerk off on my pussy!" I pushed him away, and watched as he stroked his cock in front of me. "That's it, I can see you're almost there." I moved a hand behind him, and slapped his ass hard.

"Fuck, here it cums!" He shot his cum all over my pussy. There was so much it started dripping down my crack.

"Okay, kid, now get out!" I watched as he gathered his clothes.

"And you, husband, get down and lick me clean."

He did what he was told, his cock straining for release. His tongue started to tentatively lick up that kid's thick cum. The kid watched for a second or two, then turned, and slipped out the door.

Once Pete was done licking it all up, he said, "I want to fuck you from behind."

I smiled, and got up onto my hands and knees. I felt him driving forward. Grabbing onto my ass cheeks, he spread the opening.

Moaning around my husband's cock, I felt him balloon up inside me. I stopped his momentum, and made sure that he realized that he wasn't going to cum until I had. He slowed down, instead, giving me long hard thrusts. That sent me over the edge. I orgasmed around his cock.

He then unloaded into my silky folds, and fell back panting.

My husband is now a cuckold. I couldn't be happier.

Toying with Pleasure

by Erica

Tony and I are a very sexual couple so we've always made it a point to explore different sexual positions. We even bought the Kama Sutra. But, it wasn't until a saleswoman came to our door that everything changed.

I didn't know this tall, long-legged, rather imposing woman standing at my door, but she was so insistent that I let her in, and allowed her to give me the sales pitch. I thought she was going to show me some sort of new toy for vacuuming my house. And, she did indeed have toys, but those of a more sexual nature.

"Wow, I never knew there was so many different sex toys before." I flicked a stray piece of blonde hair away from my face as I studied the equipment she had with her.

"Oh, yes, it's a multi-million dollar industry." She was still pulling stuff out of her case. "And, just between us girls, it allows us to go out of our comfort zone, and become an entirely different person."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, take this for instance." The girl held up a long, black, latex bodysuit. Wow. She towered over me, and had this silky, straight black hair. "When you wear this, your husband will submit to your every wicked desire. Want to tie him up?" She opened a case, and pulled out a bunch of items I've never seen before. "I have handcuffs, zip ties, and even silk scarves that would be perfect to truly make him your love slave."

"Oh my!" I ran my fingers along the cold handcuffs, which sent an electric thrill through me. "I'm not sure I could act that way."

"Every woman says that but, once you put on the outfit, the character will just come out naturally. Trust me, we all have that capability. We just have to let it out to play once in a while." She giggled. I couldn't help notice how young and firm she was. I don't normally get turned on by women but this one was just so damn sexy.

"Besides, I have heard from other clients and they were more than pleased with the results. Why don't you buy the starter kit, start out slow, and see where it takes you?" She passed me the kit, her fingers lightly grazing mine.

I don't know why I did it but I proposed an alternative. "Why don't you stick around? My husband will be home any minute. Maybe we can try this on him together?"

She looked me up and down with an appreciative smile. "Well, I don't have any more clients today. Why not? I could teach you both a thing or two." That was when she spun me around, and kissed me, her tongue lashing against mine. She had this tongue stud that made the kiss so taboo.

"Wow, that was so hot!" I ran my hands down her sides, only to have them slapped away.

"Did I say you could touch me?" She smiled, and pointed to the bodysuit. "Get me that suit."

I blinked in shock and arousal. I bent down, and picked up the bodysuit from the couch. "There you go."

She cocked her eyebrow. "There I go...what?"

A tremor went through me. I knew what she wanted to hear. "There you go, Mistress."

"Good, very good. That's a nice start." She took off her coat, and turned around. "Unzip my dress with your teeth."

I went over to her and, just using my teeth, I unzipped her all the way down to her tight ass. I noticed she wasn't wearing a bra or panties. The dress dropped to the floor. She turned around, and sat down in one of the leather chairs.

"Get on your knees, and crawl to me." She spread her legs. Her pussy was bald but something glinted in the light. "Oh, you like that? It's a pussy piercing."

I fell to my knees, and crawled over to her on the hardwood floors. Once I got within a foot of her, she reached over and grabbed my head, pulling me in between her thighs. She tilted my head up, and looked down at me. "Ever lick pussy before?"

I shook my head no.

"Ah, a virgin. I like it. Use your tongue to lick from the bottom of my pussy to the top. That's when you'll curl your tongue around my clit piercing, and lightly suck. Got it?"

I nodded.

"Okay, that pussy isn't going to lick itself." She spun her fingers in my blonde hair, and pulled me to her. "Get to licking. Let's see what I'm working with."

I could smell her scent. It was like an intoxicating blend of strawberries and peaches. I tentatively stuck my tongue out, and tasted her. "Mmmm..."

"Oh, fuck yes! Just like that!" She grinded against my face, and kept me there.

Neither of us heard the key in the door.

She pushed me away from her, reached up, and tore my t-shirt open down the middle. A long, sharp fingernail ripped through the flimsy fabric of my bra. My tits fell out into her hands. She slapped each one hard with her hand.

"Oh, yes, make me your bitch, Mistress!" I yelled, my breath coming in gasps.

Neither of us heard my husband's briefcase softly hit the floor.

"Yes, you are going to make a suitable slut." She pinched my nipples between her fingers. "Now, get back to licking. I want to have my first orgasm before your husband comes home."

I immediately went back to licking her sweet pussy. Her hands were all over me. I felt my sweatpants being lowered. She got the surprise this time. I wasn't wearing panties. "Oh, you seem to be a little bit naughty." She caressed my firm ass cheeks, and slapped my ass with a resounding snap that echoed through the house.

"Mmmmph!" It was all I could say in response as my tongue was now deep in her pussy.

Neither of us heard the gentle tapping of my husband's shoes as he tiptoed into the room.

I kept licking, flicking my tongue along her clit, lightly sucking that tiny little nub, and doing everything she told me to do.

"Yes, I`m fucking cumming!" She gyrated, shook, and dug her nails into the back of my head. "Lick it all up, my dear."

I did that willingly. She was delicious. I felt my thighs being spread apart. A tongue, which couldn't be her, was licking my pussy. It was familiar. I knew at that instant that my husband was home.

He looked up, and said these chilling words: "I knew you'd be into it." It was all a set-up to introduce me to a world of dominant delights. Oh, he was going to pay for this, you can bet on that.

That was the beginning of a new lifestyle for both of us.

A Secret Fantasy Finally Fulfilled

by Joan

My husband, Brad, had a secret fetish but he denied it. I found out about it, and decided to surprised him one night, adding a new twist to our relationship.

"Why won't you just admit you like it and then we can move on?" I was only teasing him up to this point but I secretly suspected he was turned on by this kind of sexual play.

"Because, I'm not gay and I don't want to talk about this anymore," he huffed as he zipped up his pants.