Her gamble in Vegas (closed)

[flithymind]

(closed for me and Wanton_and_wet - but comments in messages to me are welcome)

Her gamble in Vegas

Hi, I'm Todd Camblin, I'm 29. Not that it matters, I still live my life like I'm 19 and in a frat-party!

I've pretty much got it all.

My father was Ivy League, his father before him and... you get the picture. When I graduated in Law it was no great surprise when I joined the family firm: Aimes, Camblin and Rutherford. Naturally I was made partner in record time - not that the business is nepotistic at all.

I married one of the cutest girls in town and we have a house the size of a small village; with rolling lawns, a pool and our own tennis court.

My wife and I holiday at least three times a year, mostly to the Caymen Islands, but essentially wherever I want, so long as they have a Championship golf course!

Pretty much everyone likes me. I'm smart, good looking, funny and... enormously powerful. Even those that don't like me make a good fist of pretending too, at least if they want a good career they do.

I've got my racket-ball buddies, a few of the guys I train with, some of the other partners at AC&R - not that there are any Aimes' or Rutherford's around anymore, they died off long ago. Of course I'd rather rename the firm to "Camblins" - but Grandfather had insisted in his will or some load of guff.

Pretty much the only thing missing in the Camblin's otherwise blissful existance is children - mostly as I've no patience for them.

My wife has pleaded with me, mostly I think for something to do... but she had about as much sway over me as a gentle breeze. Bless her, I love her - I suppose. She's consistent at least. Don't get me wrong, she's still hot - she still gets guys' attention - but... well, she's doesn't excite me anymore.

No, not like that. I mean, we have a great sex life. She's a submissive little minx in the bedroom. She loves it when I put on my whole 'boardroom' manner in the bedroom - I think she gets off on the power. She's a great little cock-sucker too - not that she has much choice, if you get my meaning?

Anyway - she gets anything she wants so she can't complain, not that she does... can't remember the last time I heard a peep out of her in that regard, but she knows better than to cross me. I end people's careers and kill livelihoods on a daily basis - keeping my wife in check isn't even a challenge anymore.

She has all her tea parties, shopping trips with the girls and a few nights out, if I'm not home that is - otherwise she's to be ready for my return whatever time I finish work, or sports, a few drinks... whatever. I do, afterall, pay for everything she owns.

She's been out a lot recently, I know because I make her recount her day to me whilst I eat dinner - and she's always vague about which shops she went to. She's a terrible liar.

I'm not worried though - I know what it is. It's our anniversary coming up. She always gets soppy and romantic around this time of year. I usually do my best to humour her, but other things take priority this year. We just nailed our biggest city rivals - wiped the floor with them in court over a case that dragged on nearly two years. I'm gonna treat the boys as a reward.

We're off to Vegas. Oh, the wives can come too - they'll have all the manicures and pedicures they can take - but me 'n' the boys, we'll be gambling some serious money and playin' some serious golf.

I might invite a few of the wives along on the course - some of the guys have some really damned hot wives... better yet, some of them have hot girlfriends, it's not too late for them, if you know what I mean? They can still get a bit of the old Camblin 'magic'. Not that it stops the married ones - they all love it when I flirt with them - makes them feel good with themselves.

Anyway - can't wait for Vegas. You never know - whilst away... a few drinks. 'What goes on Tour stays on Tour' - right?

 

[Wanton and wet]

Lillith Camblin, who everyone called Lily, was fed up with her life, her lifestyle and particularly her husband, Todd.

Lily married Todd just out of college, where he definitely was a BMOC (Big Man On Campus). Todd was all-everything, very athletically inclined, popular with his frat brothers, adored by the coeds and beloved by his upper class family who saw him as the golden boy.

It was enough to make Lily sick.

Lily never figured out why Todd was so attracted to her. His Type A personality was in sharp contrast to her more laid back persona. Lily certainly was attractive, although not in the gorgeous bombshell way as were the women who were attracted to Todd like bees to honey. She guessed Todd figured she had the aristocratic look his family wanted for him.

Lily carried a trim figure and had flaming red hair, pale skin, average breasts and long legs. She had plenty of curves but didn't dress in a slutty way, didn't spend hours on a tanning bed, didn't spend a fortune to buy a flashing white smile or oversized breasts and didn't decorate her body with a variety of piercings. She was very beautiful, yes. But she didn't exude trashy sex appeal as so many women did these days.

Todd provided Lily with all of her worldly needs: clothes, cars, jewelry, a massive home and a generous expense account. In return he expected her to perform at his whim. She was to be at his beck and call. His opinion was that it was the least she could do for all he provided for her. He wanted things his way and he expected her to follow along.

Sex with Todd had become a duty for Lily. It's not that he's unappealing because he isn't, with a muscular body and plenty of cock to satisfy any woman. But his domineering and aggressive business demeanor, even in the bedroom, has been a turn-off for Lily for awhile. She supposed he figured she liked her submissive role since she did little to counter the notion.

Lily made a good show of being the dutiful wife, moaning and fawning over her husband's prowess. She also would take him in her mouth and he was so happy and so satisfied that he didn't even notice that Lily wasn't exactly receiving any pleasure. With Todd, it was all about him. As long as he was satisfied he was fine. He never cared much about her satisfaction.

With no children to occupy her time away from Todd, Lily became bored and restless. Todd was at work a lot, and he seemed to always be traipsing off with his buddies on a golf or fishing trip. Lily could only endure so many tea parties, shopping trips or nights out with her Junior League friends and the wives of her husband's colleagues. She often wondered how they put up with the second class status their husbands relegated them to. She noticed they talked of little else than mundane parties and their husband's careers. Lily vowed never to lose herself in Todd's life. She may have seemed submissive to him, and she was, but she was very tired of being bossed around by her husband. Lily vowed to become her own woman.

Lily sought out the advice of a woman pschiatrist who had been recommended to her. At least, Lily thought, she could vent about her situation and possibly find a way to connect with her husband. The first session proved to be fortuitous. As Lily lay back and shared her thoughts with Dr. Linda Hailey, she felt more and more comfortable. Dr. Haily was an attractive, determined and professional woman, who took charge of the session and did a skillful job of leading Lily through the orientation.

It was during a short break when Dr. Hailey left the office to get some water that Lily noticed a pair of handcuffs laying on a side table. They were out of place in the psychiatrist's office. When Lily mentioned the cuffs, Dr. Hailey casually told her about her dominant lifestyle where she was the boss and other men, particularly her husband, were expected to do her bidding. The whole idea intrigued Lily and the two women spent the next two hours discussing Dr. Hailey's life and how far it was from the way Lily lived her life.

The relevations about her psychiatrist's dominant lifestyle led Lily to spend hours on the Internet, researching strong women and their submissive men. She learned about training and restraints and attitudes and real life versus fantasy role play. Lily learned that whether it was termed a Dominant/submissive, or Mistress/slave relationship, when all was said and done, she would be in control.

It was Dr. Hailey who eventually urged Lily to act on her inner desires and to emerge from the domineering shadow of her strong husband. It took quite a bit for the usually reticent Lily to summon the courage to change.

Lily's opportunity came when Todd told her about the Las Vegas trip. It was to be a congratulatory week of golf and gambling and clubbing for the boys. The wives were invited to some of the outings, but mostly they were only along for the ride. Lily was resigned to a week of listening to Todd and his friends puffing out their chests, crowing over their success in the courtroom and generally acting like the fraternity boys they used to be.

But Lily devised a plan to get Todd alone, where she planned an elaborate scenario that would result in reversal of roles in Todd and Lily's relationship.

After a week of watching Todd play in Vegas, Lily was disgusted by his actions. He shamelessly flirted with his friend's wives, who were little more than empty-headed eye candy. Todd had expected Lily to wait on him hand and foot and to follow his lead on where he wanted to go in Vegas. Lily suffered through it all week, bolstered by the knowledge that she had a devious plan afoot.

At dinner on the last night of the trip, Lily was particulary upset with her husband's continuous put-downs and with the way he ignored her in favor of his friend's wives. He was fond of telling her she wasn't as exciting of a wife as the wives of his friends. But Lily put Todd on the spot during after-dinner drinks and suggested to Todd in front of everyone that she wanted to stay another week.

"How about it honey?" Lily said to Todd in front of the dinner group. "Wouldn't it be nice to have a week to ourselves to celebrate our wedding anniversary."

If Todd was being truthful he would have admitted he had forgotten about the anniversary, but he didn't want to lose face in front of his friends, and especially their wives, who all thought adding a week would be a romantic thing to do. He also wasn't sure he'd have a very good time with his boring, unexciting wife. But, he agreed readily to extending the trip.

"Oh thank you, Todd," Lily said, overly fawning over her husband. "We'll have a great time, just me and you. Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you when we're alone, at least not too much."

In fact, Lily was gambling on her future and betting she could transform Todd into the husband she desired.

 

[flithymind]

The last night was going superbly - heck the whole week had been brilliant.

He'd totally tanned the guys on the golf course. They all joked about 'letting the boss win' but I knew I was quite a player - it was kinda a gift I was good at most sports I turned my hand to.

Anyway, that "play it where it lies" crap in golf was for sissys. Cheating-schmeating, 'Do unto others, before they do unto you' was my motto, especially in a golf game with $5000 a man ridin' on it.

The gambling was excellent too. I'd had quite a run of luck on the BlackJack table, partly due to skill though too, if I say so myself. I even broke with tradition and agreed to cough up for the dinner bill on the last night - excluding the wine of course, if they wanted to drink themselves stupid they could do it on their money, it's not like I don't pay them well enough.

The ladies all got dressed up, even Lillith put in an effort. She's got such a hot little bod, when she tries - but she's so damned shy she rarely shows it off.

Janet on the other hand, Rick's wife? Da-ym. Put it this way, when they have kids, those babies won't go hungry - you know what I'm sayin'? Lil and I went to the bar and I talked to her again about getting a boob job - I mean, money's no object and no hurdle to happiness right? She got all moody again, like she always does when I talk about it - and she said Janet's were fake. Talk about jealousy.

It made me look again though - what if they were fake? They sure looked damned good, maybe I should ask for her surgeon's number for Lily? How do you start that conversation though? Maybe I should ask Rick.

Alexa had a hot little dress on too, slit right up to the thigh - amazing legs. I cracked a few gags about her being 95% legs; working my way up them slowly - all that kinda stuff. It got a few laughs, apart from Lily who was in one of her "moods" again.

That said, she blind-sided me nicely to talk us into staying another week. Yeesh, does she know how much this place costs?

"How about it honey?" she'd said, all honey-voiced, "Wouldn't it be nice to have a week to ourselves to celebrate our wedding anniversary?" that soon got the boys going about the double meaning of "celebrate" - I have to admit, the idea of a week of cock-sucking wasn't a bad one - that said, I'd rather if Janet stayed on too - you get me?

I could hardly knock her back in front of everyone - and seem like a right ass. And Lily knew it. She was all smiles for the audience. It wasn't like her to spring something like this, in public though. She was usually so quiet. Anyway - if I'm honest, with all my golfing and gambling I'd kinda forgotten the Anniversary, so I made a play of it for the crowd, some "Of course honey... that'd be so romantic." bullshit, being sure to give the guys the wink as I kissed her... I didn't want them to know she was about as exciting in the bedroom as a 40 Tog duvet.

"Oh thank you, Todd," she'd fawned, "We'll have a great time, just me and you. Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you when we're alone, at least not too much." she added.

I laughed, caught by surprise again. Take advantage of me? Was she trying to embarass me? I could already hear the guy's mocking in the office - "Did Lily let you out to play today Todd?" and "Did Lily sew your name in your new shirt Todd?" and all that crap. Jeez, I had to work with these people, what was she playing at?

I kept up the act whilst we finished dinner, clicking my fingers to get the waiter over, instructing him to split the tab into food and alcohol.

I left a wedge of notes on the table and announced we were off to "Start our anniversary." - I had to regain some dignity somehow. That got all the usual cat calls, so I took the chance to move around the table, shaking hands, wishing them a pleasant flight tomorrow morning yada-yada and kissing the ladies goodbye/good night. As they were all seated, I took the opportunity to take a quick peak down Janet's top as I leaned over her shoulder for a kiss - giving Rick an especially long hand-shake as I oggled his wife. I had to get it up somehow if I was going to teach Lily a lesson. I glanced over at her, I don't think she noticed me oggling Janet - ah, whatever.

I took Lily's arm and headed for the bank of elevator's with a cheery wave. Inside the lift I pressed the button for the penthouse suite, patting Lil's hand softly in the crook of my arm - when we got back to our room I was going to ask her just what the heck that little charade was all about.

 

[Wanton and wet]

Lily could see Todd's unease at losing his control of the conversation at the dinner table. He didn't like being portrayed as a husband who was controlled by his wife. He was losing face with his macho buddies and he clearly didn't like it.

"Well, doesn't he have a lot to learn?" thought Lily as she envisioned her husband later on tonight when she had him alone.

After seeing their friends off to the airport, Todd was mildly seething at being put on the spot by his usually mousy wife. She was good-looking alright, but it was Janet who exuded sex appeal and Todd had enjoyed ogling his friends wife all night.

When they reached their room, Todd was ready to burst.

"What the hell was that whole act at dinner?" he said to Lily. "Were you intentionally trying to emasculate me in front of my friends?"

"Of course not, Todd," Lily said, resisting the urge to start an argument with her domineering husband. "I just thought we could rekindle our relationship if we stayed on for another week, just the two of us."

"Well don't ever do that again." Todd said. "And, as far as any rekindling goes, it seems to me you are the one that needs to change your ways. I'm more than ready for sexy and kinky games. You're the unexciting one. I wish you were more like Janet."

Lily was inwardly infuriated at her boorish husband's remarks, but outwardly she kept a calm demeanor.

"You may be right, honey," Lily said, grinning at her husband. "I have a surprise for you tonight. I hope you like it. Why don't you take a shower and then we can, you know, rekindle."

After Todd headed for the bathroom of their suite, Lily jumped into action, pulling her extra suitcase from the closet and rummaging through its contents. She stripped off her dress quickly, removed her bra and panties and pulled several pieces from the suitcase.

The first was a sheer, skimpy G-string that Lily pulled over her hips. Then came a pair of stay-up fishnet stockings with a wide band at the top. She slipped on a pair of black ankle boots that laced up the front. Lily then pulled on a leather cincher, tightening it snugly around her waist, slimming her stomach and pushing up her breasts. A brief leather bra covered little more that Lily's nipples. And, as a final piece of Lily's dominatrix ensemble, she attached a leather studded choker collar around her throat.

Reaching back into the suitcase, Lily pulled out several other accessories and laid them on a table. She turned off the lights in the room except for a pair of lamps that shone directly on the bed, creating a spotlight effect and leaving much of the room dark. Lily pulled up a soft chair in a corner of the room and waited for her husband to emerge from the bathroom.

Todd finished his shower, dried himself and decided to stroll naked back into the bedroom. He was confident of himself and proud of the way he looked. He didn't notice Lily sitting in the darkness and took a seat on the bed.

"Where are you Lily?" he said. "And what's this surprise you have?"

"Over here Todd," she said. "Why don't you lay back on the bed and get confortable."

Todd was intrigued by his wife's little game, and began to have some hope that he might even enjoy a tryst with her tonight.

"Whatever you say, dear," he said mockingly. "I'm at your disposal."

With that, Lily stood up and moved into the light at the end of the bed, standing before her husband in all her kinky glory. To say Todd was surprised is an understatement.

"What the . . . . !?" Todd said, shocked at his normally staid wife dressed up as a sexy mistress. "You look great, Lily. I didn't know you had it in you."

Lily ignored the put-down, vowing that Todd would pay for his indiscretion.

"It's Lilith," she said. "Mistress Lilith."

"Oh I get it," Todd said sarcastically. "I'll play along, Mistress Lilith."

"So you like my surprise?" Lily said. "You want to play some more."

"Sure Lily," Todd said, adding in a joking manner. "I'll be your slave tonight."

"I guess you didn't understand me," she said. "My name is Mistress Lilith. You had better get it right."

"Uh. Oh. OK. I just forgot," Todd said. "Yes Mistress Lilith."

The next part of Lily's plan was crucial to success of the evening. she had to get her husband immobile and she wasn't sure he'd cooperate.

"All right then, place your hands over your head and spread your legs for me," Mistress Lilith said. "I need to tie you up."

Todd couldn't believe it was his wife acting this way, but playing kinky games was always fun. He decided to play along and see where things would lead.

"Yes, Mistress," he said in a playful tone. "Please tie me up real good and then we can fuck one another silly."

Todd just wasn't getting it. There would be no fucking tonight. This unexpected scene was all fun and games for him. He didn't realize it was going to turn serious very soon.

Lily reached for Todd's wrists and he took the opportunity to feel her legs before he allowed wrist cuffs to be placed on his arms before they were secured tightly above his head. With Todd's help she pulled him down the bed until he was stretched wide. She then attached ankle cuffs to his legs and secured them with rope to the corners of the bed. She looked at her unsuspecting husband and savored the sight of him spreadeagled on the bed. Her psychiatrist Dr. Hailey, an accomplished Mistress, had taught Lily well.

Lily reached for a small flogger she had bought, and carried it over to the bed.

"Well, just look at you," she said. "My strong husband, helplessly tied and vulnerable, with a cock that looks like it is enjoying himself."

Todd was getting the start of an erection, still caught up in the fun and games aspect of the evening.

"So what shall we do with the slave?" Lily said. "Should he be punished?"

"I don't know what for," Todd said, grinning widely. "Why don't you just come over here and give you helpless husband a blow job."

Suddenly, Lily brought the flogger down hard on Todd's stomach.

"What the hell, Lily," he said. "That hurt."

She whipped him again.

"I told you, it's Mistress Lilith," she said. "Did you forget?"

"Now listen Lily,' he said. "You're hurting me. Let me out of these ropes."

Mistress Lilth flayed Todd two more times, the lashes landing near the previous ones, which already were turning slightly red.

"Are you just dense, or what?" she said. "How many times do I have to tell you my name before you remember?"

Two more lashes rained down on Todd's stomach.

"Ok, Mistress Lilith, just don't whip me anymore," Todd said. "I'll do what you want."

"I know you will," Lily said, enjoying the domination over her husband. "You have no choice. Before the night is over you'll do anything I ask. In fact, you'll be begging for my attention."

Todd finally realized the seriousness of the situation he was in and decided to play along with Lily's scene. He was mystified why his cock was becoming so hard.

 

[flithymind]

I was far from happy - once I got Lily back to our room I told her what I thought about her little charade.

She seemed genuinely sorry, though I made sure I barbed her about Janet - that hot little minx downstairs had given me the horn, and I planned for my disobedient little wife to suck it, to make up for her stupid behaviour.

Then she started talking about "surprises" and "rekindling". Well, we all live in hope - maybe I had finally gotten through to her? Maybe it was just the magic of Vegas, either way I was interested. If it was something that would liven her up a bit in the bedroom it was no bad thing as far as I was concerned.

I took a shower whilst she got ready and my cock was already stirring at what ideas she might have. Maybe she'd let me fuck her in the ass - she had always shunned that. Hmmm... maybe not. Maybe she just had a new kinky outfit, that'd do. God knows there were enough lingerie emporiums about this town - and I'd dropped more than enough hints.

When I came out of the shower all the lights were off, save for two lamps shining onto the bed, making it look more like a stage then a bed. I smiled at that idea. Hmmm... 'hide and seek' I thought, not able to see Lil anywhere.

What happened next was kinda a surprise.

First she appeared in an absolutely nut-busting outfit. Fishnet stockings and black leather boots. And some leather corset kinda thing - whatever it was it made her tits look amazing, sat up on her chest in a leather bra that barely covered a thing - and a cute little collar. I whistled and told her, honestly how great she looked.

Then she started getting all kinky about her name - 'Mistress Lilith'.

At first I thought it was a joke, but I played along, when I remembered - helping her get me all tied up to the bed. Cuffs on my wrists and ropes lashing my ankles to the corners of the bed. I was all up for this - if I meant I had to do zero work, as I was tied down, whilst she sucked me off and rode me, this'd be a good night.

But once I was bound, her tone changed:

"My strong husband, helplessly tied and vulnerable, with a cock that looks like it is enjoying himself." she'd said, eyeing my stirring cock. Christ, like it was a crime to get a boner about your wife in that kinda get-up. At least she didn't have to work at getting me hard for a change.

Either way, I was hankerin' for that overdue blowjob - but she, sorry, Mistress Lilith had other ideas.

She had this damned flogger in her hand and at my BJ idea, she cracked it over my stomach! Now I'm no six-pack adonis, but I got abs, I work out... and that hurt. I was far from impressed, FAR from fuckin' impressed - but everytime I told her to cut it out, she just hit me again - harder.

This tying up idea was looking dumb. I jerked against my cuffs, but they just bit into my wrists.

Fine - I'd play along, at least 'til she untied me, then she could feel that flog and how much it hurt... on her ass! I'd play nice until she didn't expect it.

Weirdest thing was - seeing her like this, the clothes, the attitude, the empowerment... made me hard as iron.

I smiled at her, glancing down at the reddening lashes on my stomach, "Ok Lil-... Mistress Lilith, I'll beg for you baby. Please suck me off Mistress... I want it so bad." I smirked, which quickly was wiped away by a wince as the flog cracked off my stomach again.

"Jesus!" I yelped.

"I will not repeat myself." she said cooly. "You will do what I say, not the other way around. Your wishes and pleadings are immaterial." she added, strolling around the bed nonchalantly.

I could help but stare at her as she stalked around me like a panther - all in black. Her tits bouncing deliciously atop that corset thing - the shine of the leather just drawing attention to her curves. Her ass visible, she was wearing a g-string, but almost needn't have bothered - I could almost see her snatch and her ass flexed and moved as she walked, drawing my eye like a magnet.

No two ways about it, I was hard as steel now, my cock standing proud, hovering a few inches above my stomach, erect and curving upwards, pulsing with my heart-beat.

She caught my eye, one eyebrow cocked expectantly and I realised an answer was expected of me, "I... Yes Mistress Lilith." I replied, drawing a short nod from her.

Christ, what had got into her? And what had got into me? Why was I so hard?

 

[Wanton and wet]

"Ow! . . Ow! . . Ow! . . Ow! . . Ow! . . Ow! . . Ow! . . Ow! . . Ow! . . Ow! . . Ow! . . Ow! . . Ow!"

Todd squealed in pain as Lily quickly slapped his hard-on back and forth repeatedly with a leather slapper. His erect cock swung in an arc as the leather end of the whip smacked first one side and then the other side of his shaft. Lily stopped the punishment briefly, leaving Todd's hard prick swaying in the air.

"How does that feel Todd?" said Lily to her spreadeagled and clearly surprised husband. "You must like the punishment. Your dick certainly is standing at attention."

"Jesus Lily . . . . " Todd started to say before Lily paddled his erection again.

"Ow! . . Ow! . . Ow! . . Ow! . . Ow! . . Ow! . . Ow! . . Ow! . . Ow! . . Ow! . . Ow! . . Ow! . . Ow!"

"How dumb can you possibly be?" Lily asked. "How many times have I told you my name?"

"Several times, Mistress Lilith," said Todd, finally realizing he had better cooperate with his wife or his cock would be brutally punished. "I'm sorry, Mistress, it won't happen again. I just need some relief Mistress. Would you please suck my cock, Mistress? I beg you."

Lily laughed heartily at her husband's cluelessness.

"You don't get it do you, slave boy," she said. "I'm not here to give you pleasure. Surely even you can figure that out. What you're looking at is the new Lily, your wife, and your Mistress Lilith. I've grown quite tired of your boorish behavior and your treatment of me. But it's over. From now on it will be my pleasure you seek to provide. Any pleasure you receive will come at my whim only, and then only if you satisfy my needs. I may allow you to climax occasionally, but only if I find you worthy."

Todd couldn't believe what he was hearing. His mouth opened in shock as he took in what his wife was telling him. For now she had the upper hand, but he was determined to turn the tables as soon as he had a chance.

And yet he continued to be turned on by the vision of Lily -- no, Mistress Lilith -- in her kinky outfit. His cock was rock hard. His demure and delicate wife, the woman he loved to lord it over in public, had transformed herself into an agressive dominatrix who was confident in her new persona. Where on earth did she learn such things?

Lily reached into her extra bag and pulled out a disposable camera. She waited for the flash to charge, framed her husband's spread-eagled body in the viewfinder and centering his raging erection in the center of the photo. Todd flinched when the flash went off and was horrified to think anyone would see him in this position.

"What a lovely picture, Todd," Lily said. "I can't wait to show my friends."

"You wouldn't dare," Todd said.

With that Lily began smacking Todd's hard-on again, enjoying the image of it slapping back and forth as she flogged it repeatedly.

"I could just do this all night," Lily said. "Your cock is fun to play with and I think I'm going to enjoy using it. Right now it's a lovely shade of red. Does it hurt, slave boy?"

Todd chose his words carefully, making sure he didn't bring any more abuse on himself. "Yes, Mistress, it hurts."

"Good," Lily said. "All the better to remind you of your place."

Lily climbed on the bed and straddled her husband, placing her knees at his shoulders as she sat on his stomach.

"Take a good close look, Todd," she said. Gaze upon my body like you did at dinner when you couldn't keep your eyes off Janet. You didn't think I noticed did you."

"No, Mistress," he said.

"Well, I did notice and I had better not catch you watching her again or there will be hell to pay," Lily said, scooting up Todd's body until her panty-covered sex was nearly in his face. "Smell me Todd. Inhale your mistress's sweet aroma. Take in my scent and realize that this is what you desire. This is what you crave. This is what you live for."

Todd breathed deeply and had to admit his wife's pussy smelled wonderful. He could feel the heat emanating from between her legs and became even more aroused. His cock twitched as it stood out from his body, craving a release from the pressure.

"Nuzzle me, Todd," Lily said as she watched her husband desperately try to bring his face to her sex. "Come on, how bad do you want it? Suck me through my panties."

Despite his desire to mouth his wife's pussy, Todd couldn't quite reach it, coming tantalizingly close, but not quite able to get there. Lily reached around to slap Todd's cock roughly a couple of times and then inched close to her husband's face, allowing him to reach his goal.

"That's it Pussy Boy, make me all gooey," Lily said. "I want to feel my cream flow into my panties."

Lily was enjoying her husband's handiwork, impressed with the urgency at which he sucked her pussy. As she felt her own desires rise, she backed off Todd's face, ripped her G-string off and laid it carefully on his forehead.

"That's a good Pussy Boy," she said. "Now get your tongue in there and lick my cunt. Slide your mouth over my lips and suck me. You had better do a good job if you know what's good for you."

Todd had never heard his prim wife speak in such vulgar terms. He not only liked the coarse language, he began to enjoy the oral service he was providing for the new Mistress Lilith. He couldn't wait to make her cum so he could turn the tables and have his way with her later. He increased the tempo as he licked and sucked at the dripping pussy.

He was startled by the flash of light as he realized Lily had taken another picture.

"That will be a good one Pussy Boy," she said. "I want to have something to remind me how good it feels to have you suck my hot cunt. You're pretty good at it, although I don't know where you've learned your skills since you never have serviced me like this."

Todd continued to suck as he cringed inwardly at his wife's words. After drinking down his wife's juices and licking her sweet pussy, Todd could feel her begin to tremble, a sure sign that she was nearing orgasm.

"Alright Pussy Boy, make me cum," Lily said as she pulled his head firmly in between her legs.

Todd licked and sucked and buried his face in his wife's pussy, finally sliding his tongue back and forth over her clit, an action that sent her over the edge.

"Mmmmmmmmmm. Ohhhhhh. Yessssss. Ahhhhhhhh," murmured Lily as she bucked against her husband's tongue, savoring the sweet orgasm as she slid her gaping wet pussy all over his face. "Your mistress is happy, Pussy Boy."

Lily rose to her knees, towering over her husband. She looked down and saw his face covered with her cream as he panted from the culmination of his performance. Slipping off the bed, Lily took another picture of her husband, this one a close-up of his messy face with the red panties resting on his forehead. It was a humiliating shot.

"What about me Mistress?" Todd said, getting into his new role. "Can I cum now? I hope I have pleased you."

"You did well, Pussy Boy," she said. "And yes, you can cum now."

Lily went to the side of the bed and reached for Todd's cock, gripping it firmly in one hand. She proceeded to jack him off briskly, pumping his shaft up and down. With her other hand she used the flogger again, and kept a steady beat as she whipped with his tender inner thighs.

Todd was disappointed that he wasn't receiving a blow job but his wife's hand felt heavenly. And then the hell of the whipping started and he was caught between pleasure and pain as Lily continued to stroke him. At some point the two sensations merged and he felt his erection grow in intensity as he prepared to climax. Lily must have felt it, too, as she increased the whipping as Todd began to spurt.

"There you go Pussy Boy," Lily said as her husband writhed and moaned on the bed. "Spray that nasty sperm all over yourself. Does it feel good? Do you like it when your mistress allows you to cum? You're such a nasty slave."

Todd continued to moan and wriggle on the bed as he came down from one of the most intense orgasms he had ever had. Lily reached for the camera again and fired off a couple more shots. She used her finger to gather some sperm from Todd's stomach and dragged it across his cheek. Fingering up more cum, Lily decorated Todd's face with the goo before taking even more photos.

As he came out of his reverie, Todd vowed to himself to get hold of Lily's camera and get rid of the incriminating pictures. Lily, meanwhile, strode to the bathroom and quickly changed from her dominatrix outfit into a pair of jeans and a T-shirt.

"I'll be right back, Pussy Boy," Lily said as she placed the camera in her purse and headed for the door. "I'm sending the camera to my mistress, the woman who has taught me all I know. And if you know what's good for you, you'll be cooperative from now on or these pictures will find their way to the partners at the law firm. I don't believe you would ever be able to live it down. But, as long as you continue to please me, no one will ever see the pictures, except for my mistress of course. She'll need to critique her new student."

Todd was aghast at Lily's words. He knew he'd be ruined and even worse, a laughingstock, if anyone was to see the humiliating pictures of him. He closed his eyes with the realization that, like it or not, he would have to submit to his wife. It was a realization, however, that it may not be all bad. Especially since his cock started to stir at the idea of being at Mistress Lilith's mercy again.

Lily walked to the front door, leaving her husband bound and cum-covered on the bed.

"Don't go anywhere until I get back, Pussy Boy," said Lilith as she left the room to put the camera in the mail.

 

[flithymind]

Jesus, this was all so confusing! First my wife's 'surprise', then her outfit, then being bound to the bed, then realising that was just where she wanted me and she didn't quite have the same plans I did for this evening.

And now, she was flogging my damned cock! Christ it hurt. A few misplaced words and she was whacking me again. I glanced up at her as she hit me. Her jaw was set but her face calm, there wasn't even a moments hesitation or pause. It was worrying, well, a little scary too.

And more confusion. As my cock throbbed a turned red, I hurt. Every beat of my heart made the marks she had made burn - but for that split-second between heart beats my cock ached of a different kind. It tingled. It burned. It was hot, for her. Mistress Lilith. This woman who had subsumed my wife. She was making my cock throb in so many senses of the word.

Then she was chastising me, telling me she'd spotted me leering over Janet at dinner. It had felt good, felt 'right' at the time, but as she towered over me, strapped to the bed, her bed, I felt a pang of guilt, of shame. Why was I feeling this? Where was it coming from?

I ached for her cooling mouth on my aching cock and I told her so. She had her fun, I needed release now. It just made her laugh. She said I was boorish and that I'd satisfy her first and, if I'd done a good job, would be allowed release myself.

It was so degrading! And yet, so exciting all at once. I had never been disempowered like this, so totally, so suddenly before. No-one had ever stood up to me, let alone whipped my cock and told me what they thought of me.

I was getting quite into it.

Then she got the camera out. Now this was a whole 'nother ball-park. Being shamed, prostrated in front of my wife was one thing. Her new 'persona' excited me. But photos. Photos could only ever be a bad thing. In the wrong hands they'd ruin me. I told her she'd gone too far.

"You wouldn't dare."

All I got for my protestations was another cock-whipping.

"I could just do this all night," Lily said. "Your cock is fun to play with and I think I'm going to enjoy using it. Right now it's a lovely shade of red. Does it hurt, slave boy?"

I chose my words carefully, "Yes, Mistress, it hurts." I said through partly gritted teeth.

"Good," Lily said. "All the better to remind you of your place."

I felt my cheeks flush as red as my cock, part shame, part anger, part excitement.

She mounted my chest, pushing her way up my body, until her g-string clad pussy was inches from my face. I was hot and horny as a stallion by this point, I wanted sex... contact... of any kind. She ordered me to smell her, to nuzzle her, but I was already on my way.

I strained against the fastenings around my wrists. I couldn't get close enough! The tip of my tongue barely grazed her panties, my nose was swimming in the scent of her - I was desperate for it. I wanted to taste her, to see if she was as excited by this as me.

She reached around, whacking my cock, hard twice... three times. It was agony, delcious agony! I was being punished for not reaching something I so badly wanted!

Finally, she shunted down my chest, jamming her crotch up against my face, with more orders to make her cream her panties. I could barely comply fast enough. I had no time, no desire to waste it moving her panties aside, I just desperately lunged forwards, fastening my lips to her through the thin material, groaning as I felt the heat and moisture rush to my mouth.

As I increased my hungry pressure, she twisted away, leaning her entire weight on my chest painfully, without even a second thought, as she tugged her g-string off, moving back again, to submerge my face in her exquisite twat.

I attacked with the burning fervour throbbing in my cock, thinking in the back of my mind, that her relief would, hopefully, bring mine nearer. Tasting that sweet nectar, spilling down my chin was almost enough to get me off in itself. Mistress Lilith wasn't holding back either, she bucked and ground and spat filth at me, shoving her pussy up against my nose, lips and chin as she sought her own satisfaction.

Soon my face was glistening with her juices and I was in a state of lust-fueled craziness, my eyes closed tight shut as I focussed all my senses on my tongue, desperate to taste, feel, have more... when the burst of a flash snapped me back again.

My eyes snapped open and Mistress was just tucking the camera out of my reach again, having snapped me hungrily, wantonly lapping at her.

"That will be a good one Pussy Boy," she said. "I want to have something to remind me how good it feels to have you suck my hot cunt. You're pretty good at it, although I don't know where you've learned your skills since you never have serviced me like this."

Boy... she kept calling me Boy. It was driving me crazy... with anger, lust, shame and unabashed desire. Desire to please her, to be her Boy.

My mind flashed momentarily to the other twats I'd licked (did that count as 'cheating'? Surely not...) before the hot cunt before me demanded my full attention again.

"Alright Pussy Boy, make me cum," she demaned and pushing her hand behind my head, just jammed my face into her, hard. I could hardly move my mouth and tongue quickly enough - I wanted to make her cum so much, to make her happy, to make her pleased with me.

And soon I had my reward as she gasped and thrashed against my face, grinding herself against me, hard as she came. It was almost my proudest achievement ever. I felt elated.

She leaned back from me, and I feared she'd leave me;

"What about me Mistress?" I said, plaintively, "Can I cum now? I hope I have pleased you." I almost begged, part of me shamed by my degrading myself, but that part was very, very quiet compared to my screaming cock. I bucked my hips, hoping for her mouth, or that wet pussy I had prepared.

"You did well, Pussy Boy," she said. "And yes, you can cum now." she added, rounding the bed to grip my cock and pump it hard, almost functionally as she flicked at my thighs with her flog.

I was past the point of caring and new better already, from my aching cock, than to beg. And her tight grip felt fantastic around my raging erection. The spanking blows to my thighs hurt, but I was soon too focussed on my cock and the flicking blows merged with the thrusting sensations in my groin.

She quickened her pace and tightened her grip as groaning I reach my climax, my cum spurting up and over her hand slightly, but mostly on my stomach and chest.

"There you go Pussy Boy," Lily said "Spray that nasty sperm all over yourself. Does it feel good? Do you like it when your mistress allows you to cum? You're such a nasty slave."

Oh Jesus... I felt superb. It was amazing. The release. The relief.

As I lay there, sucking in air like a shipwreck victim, I felt her fingers on my stomach and chest and smiled... but then her fingers were on my face, smearing my own sticky shame over my face and *flash* *flash* more pictures.

I looked up, but Lily was already headed for the bathroom, just a glimpse of her undulating buttocks made my cock twitch again.

She reemerged in jeans and t-shirt - but I looked at her with new eyes, I knew what was under there now... and not just the stockings.

"I'll be right back, Pussy Boy," she said, clearly placing the camera in her bag. "I'm sending the camera to my mistress, the woman who has taught me all I know. And if you know what's good for you, you'll be cooperative from now on or these pictures will find their way to the partners at the law firm. I don't believe you would ever be able to live it down. But, as long as you continue to please me, no one will ever see the pictures, except for my mistress of course. She'll need to critique her new student."

And she headed for the door. My mind swam. Her Mistress? Her Mistress? Had she been unfaithful? Was she lesbian? Could he watch? Was this a teacher? Was she nearby? What the fuck was this? So many questions that no words came out, my mouth only pistoned, uselessly.

"Don't go anywhere until I get back, Pussy Boy," Lilith said and she left, pulling the door shut with a click.

I lay there, still getting my breath back, my heart still racing.

My cum was going crispy and dry in places on my chest, and where she had smeared it on my face. I tilted my head, trying to wipe my face on my arm, but couldn't get it all off.

I tugged at my restraints. How long would she be? Could I get free? I'd have a real surprise waiting for her... I jerked and heaved against them. It was totally useless. Lilith had obviously been sailing, the knots were stuck fast. Sailing... or maybe she had had some kind of instruction.

Why did that idea excite me so much too?

My wrists burned from the effort of trying to get free, so I relaxed, letting my heartrate ease, knowing it was useless. Lilith was probably only outside, testing me. She'd not really take those photos to anyone. She loved the lifestyle my money provided... almost more than I did.

No, I'd wait her out. She'd not be long. Surely.

I looked down at myself, Lilith's wet panties to one side of his head. And I stared at my aching, red cock. Why was it still so impossibly hard?

 

[Wanton and wet]

Todd was a pitiful, but pliable slave to his wife Lily. It took a couple of days being restrained and whipped in their hotel room before he finally gave in to the realization that his wife was serious about their new lifestyle. She had captured each new humiliation in photos and made sure her "teacher" had possession of the inciminating evidence. Todd was powerless to change his fate.

"Well, Pussy Boy, I think it's about time to go out," said Mistress Lilith one morning as Todd groggily awoke, still bound to the bed. "I know I can trust you to behave like the pitiful submissive husband you are."

Lily wore a fairly conservative black dress. It was on the short side and accentuated her fine legs. The high-heeled ankle boots provided a stern reminder to Todd of his newly transformed, leather clad mistress. Her makeup was more severe and her manner more authoritative. It was clear Todd's demure wife had been transformed into something much more intimidating.

Lily released Todd from his retraints.

"Go clean yourself up Pussy Boy, and be quick about it," Lily ordered. "Present yourself to me nude in the pose I taught you."

Todd entered the shower relieved he was finally free of his bonds. He soaped himself up liberally and revelled in the warm water that caressed his body. His thoughts were muddled. He was angry at being forced into subservience at the hands of his wife, and yet his cock was stiff at the excitement of serving at the whim of a strong woman. He still was shocked that his wife had become his mistress. And still determined to do what he needed to do to prevent those incriminating photos from being made public.

Todd quickly finished his shower and entered the sitting room of their hotel suite. He walked to his wife and knelt before her, his hands clasped behind his back, his head lowered.

"Very nice, Pussy Boy! I'm impressed," Lily said. "I guess you are learning your place more quickly than I thought possible. Now turn around for me."

Todd shifted on his knees until he faced away from his mistress.

"Very good," she said. "Now lower your shoulders to the floor and place your hands behind your back again. I want to see your sorry ass raised high."

Uneasily, Todd did as instructed, feeling very vulnerable as his ass was wide open and very vulnerable.

"How's my darling husband feel?" Lily asked. "You certainly aren't in a position to control things now, are you Pussy Boy?"

"No, Mistress Lilith," he said. "I'm at your service."

"Of course you are," Lily said, caressing her husband's ass. "Your ass is mine now. And I want to play with it. If you're smart, you'll obey my every wish."

"Yes, Mistress," Todd said.

Lily reached to her bag and produced a small butt plug, which she lubed liberally before sliding it up and down over her husband's asshole. Todd tensed up when he first felt his wife's persistent massage with the plug. He cringed at being toyed with so intimately, his body completely at her disposal. He was aghast to feel the plug begin to penetrate his ass.

"We need to open you up, Pussy Boy," Lily said as she exerted presssure on her husband's virgin asshole. "You look very tender down there. Get used to it."

Lily shoved the butt plug home as Todd's ass sucked it up, pulling it home until it was tucked in snugly. Todd winced and grunted as the plug violated his ass.

"Very nice," Lily said. "Think of me every time you feel this."

With that Lily reached for a small remote control and switched it on, causing the plug to vibrate deep within Todd's ass. Todd emitted a series of guttural moans as the vibrations continued. The unexpected consequence of Todd's humiliation was the rock hard erection he quickly experienced.

"Enough," Lily said as she switched off the remote control. "Now get up and face me."

Todd rose slowly, spinning around to face his mistress. His cock jutted out obscenely, a small drop of pre-cum starting to drip down his cockhead.

"Oooohhhh, I see we like a stuffed ass," Lily said. "What a slut you are. OK Pussy Boy, stand up and put these on for me."

Todd's mouth dropped as he saw the red frilly panties that dangled from his wife's hand. He reached for the panties and deliberately slipped them up his legs, slipping them over his cock and pulling them up tightly. The flimsy panties did little to hide his bulging manhood.

"Don't you look darling, Pussy Boy," Lily said. "I think I like you in panties. We'll have to get you some more. Keep those on and go get dressed, we're going shopping."

Todd shuffled into the bedroom and looked for something to wear. He was astonished at what his life had become.

 

[flithymind]

Lilit... Mistress Lilith had gone beyond what I had imagined - far, FAR beyond. What I had thought we be a few hours of 'play' had turned into a day, two days. And two nights.

She had kept me bound in the room, making me ask, almost beg to even go the toilet. She was serious about this. Sure, I'd been an ass in the past and this was payback - and how. Anger bubbled deep inside of me, but with every new humilation She inflicted up on me there were photos - more and more photos. And all sent off to this 3rd party - what could I do? I had to submit, didn't I? I had to...

Or did I want to?

There was no denying, 'Mistress Lilith' looked amazing. Beyond sexy. Just seeing Her in Her outfits made me rock-hard - and the power She so effortlessly exhorted over me... it made my spine tingle. Maybe there was more than a small element of wilful submission to this... I still wasn't sure.

And then she said we were going out. I could barely contain myself - I had to get out of this room, maybe then a chance of escape would present itself? If I wanted it...

She wore a fairly plain black dress - I'm sure She'd worn it a dozen times before - but now, I saw Her with fresh eyes. She looked stunning. Heeled ankle boots completed the outfit, reminding me all too painfully of the consequences of crossing Her - I could still feel the stinging welts on my back, legs and cock from the past few days. I felt that tingle again at the memory.

She allowed me a shower and I gratefully washed my aching body. My shoulders almost screamed with the relief of having blood flow to them again after being restricted in the restraints.

The warm water crashed over my body deliciously. I could just go out there and knock some sense into her, right now. I looked down at my cock, still marked by her flog... and still as hard as a rod of iron from her treatment of me, of it - of me as an "it". I would 'go along with' her... just for now, I told myself.

I quickly dried and presented myself before Her as she had taught me. Kneeling, knees shoulder width apart "to display for Her"; back poker straight; shoulders back; head bowed; arms clasped behind my back.

"Very nice, Pussy Boy! I'm impressed," Lily said. "I guess you are learning your place more quickly than I thought possible. Now turn around for me." She said, and I felt the glow of praise tingle over me.

I did as I was told, turned and, as she commanded lowered my shoulders to the floor.

"How's my darling husband feel?" Lily asked. "You certainly aren't in a position to control things now, are you Pussy Boy?"

"No, Mistress Lilith," I said. "I'm at your service."

"Of course you are," Lily said, caressing her husband's ass. "Your ass is mine now. And I want to play with it. If you're smart, you'll obey my every wish."

"Yes, Mistress," I said.

And then She pulled something from Her bag. I tensed, fearing what it might be - no, surely... no.

Then there it was. She was teasing, taunting at my arse with something. It felt huge. I wanted to cry out, to plead "No, please no..." but I knew that was useless... it would only anger her. I bit my lip, literally and metaphorically.

And she shoved it into my arse.

I winced, groan and struggled slightly, despite myself, biting at the carpet pressed against my face.

"Very nice," Lily said. "Think of me every time you feel this."

And suddenly a buzzing river of tight, burning pain shot through my backside and up my spine. The plug was vibrating! I groaned loudly against the floor, whimpering as the waves of painful discomfort speared through me... pain... discomfort... and humilating, humbling, shameful pleasure. How could I enjoy this? What was wrong with me? Was I gay? No, I knew I wasn't... but this shame She brought down on me so easily, so heartlessly... the headyness of total submission, total surprise at what was to come it was intoxicating... arousing.

"Enough," Lily said as she switched off the remote control. "Now get up and face me."

I shuffled around uncomfortably, the buzzing had stopped by still echoed through me. Every move I made seemed to pull the plug further into me, achingly.

"Oooohhhh, I see we like a stuffed ass," Lily said glancing disdainfully at the huge erection I was sporting. It was as much a surprise to me as it seemed to be to her. I felt my cheeks burn with shame. "What a slut you are. OK Pussy Boy, stand up and put these on for me."

My mouth dropped open. She wanted me to wear a pair of her red panties. I... I couldn't. I knew what would come. More pictures. More shame, but the stinging welts on my cock told me what was to come if I refused too. My mouth pistoned up and down in silent protest at the words strangled by Her will. My head dropped. I reached out a silent hand for the panties, taking them from Her. Stepping into them, my head still bowed.

The flimsy material stretched over my bulging manhood, pulling the hot, purple head up against my stomach. They also held and pushed the plug shoved into my arse. I felt more waves of shame.

"Don't you look darling, Pussy Boy," Lily said. "I think I like you in panties. We'll have to get you some more. Keep those on and go get dressed, we're going shopping."

I couldn't help it. My heart leapt at her half-hearted compliment. Maybe She meant it? Maybe I pleased Her? I did so hope...

I had to find something to wear, something that would please her... but would at least leave me some semblance of dignity. What should I wear? I didn't even know where we were going - I had even lost track of time in the last two days and nights. The curtains were always drawn, I'd slept when allowed to.

I bent to pick up smart, black leather shoes and the plug burned and leapt in my anus, making me wince and gasp.

"Hurry up Pussy Boy!" Lilth called from next door.

What to wear to please Her? She was in a classic black dress, we were going shopping, but probably somewhere classy...

I pulled out smart navy trousers and a classic white shirt, crisp from the conceirge service of the hotel, tugging them on quickly, throwing on the shoes, with as little bending down as possible, hurrying to stand before Her as quickly as possible, still buttoning my shirt, noticing that I was tensing every muscle, hoping to catch Her approving eye again.

What had I become?

I stood, head lowered... waiting. The silence was deafening. I felt so unsure.

I dropped to my knees, arms behind my back almost in self-defence, 'just in case'.

"I hope I please you Mistress." I almost whispered.

 

[Wanton and wet]

"How cute, and how obedient," said Lily to her husband Todd as he knelt at her feet. "Your Mistress Lilith is proud of her slutty, sissy husband."

Todd slightly winced at his wife's description. After all, he was wearing her panties and had a vibrator plugged in his ass. Although dressed in a rather preppy manner, he was self-conscious about the sexy panties under his dark trousers.

Lily and Todd walked from their hotel to the Caesar's Palace Forum, a mall-like collection of exclusive shops. Lily kept the pace for the couple, insisting that Todd follow a step behind her. He had a new appreciation for his wife. Although she wore just a simple black dress with ankle-high leather boots, Lily was a much more confident woman. She wore her red hair down and it bounced and flowed behind her as she walked smartly through the Forum.

Stopping in front of a lingerie shop called Wanton, Lily motioned for Todd to follow her inside. She browsed the racks of nightgowns and babydolls, walked past a table of bra and panty sets, and lingered over display of corsets.

"Hold that pink one up for me, Todd," Lily said, making sure she spoke loud enough for nearby customers to hear. "That's it, that one. Hold it up so I can see it. Now turn it around so I can see the back."

Todd did as he was told, holding the dainty corset up while his wife and several other female customers looked on. He was very self-conscious in the lingerie shop in the first place, but Lily was drawing attention to him.

"Try the red bustier now," Lily said.

Todd reached for the bustier and held it up.

"Push the cups out, Todd, I can't tell how it looks when they've collapsed like that.

Todd reached in and smoothed out the bra cups, his face turning red with embarrassment as he displayed the bustier.

Lily eventually selected a dark blue corset for herself, with matching black sheer stockings that attached to the built-in garters on the corset. As she made her way through the store, Lily liberally added to her sexy wardrobe. She kept Todd busy displaying the items, and he was increasingly embarrassed about handling the bras and panties and delicate nighties that Lily asked him to present to her.

Before long she had spent nearly $1,000 on lingerie, an amount Todd would gladly pay just to be able to leave the store.

"So, which panties do you like best, Todd?" Lily said, holding up a variety of sexy things. There was a sheer white G-string, a spangled red thong, a crotchless silk pair, a leather studded panty that featured several chains, and a pink panty with lacy edging around the waist and legs. Todd didn't know what to say to Lily's question.

"I really don't know, Lilith," Todd said, allowed to drop the "mistress" designation in public. "I guess I like them all."

"So do I, Todd dear," she said. "Why don't you go over to the cashier and buy all five -- in your size. And don't be meek. I'll be standing nearby and I want to hear you."

Todd was shocked at his wife's request, knowing he would have to comply and realizing it was just another way for her to humiliate him. He toof his wife's panties to the counter and signalled for the clerk.

"I want to buy these," Todd said, his eyes downcast as he spoke to the clerk in a voice just loud enough for Lily to hear. "And I also need to buy the same ones in a different size. . . . . Do you know what, . . . what size I would wear?"

The clerk grinned wide and laughed at Todd as she spotted Lily 10 feet away taking it all in. She had seen the two of them together earlier and noticed how Todd had been at Lily's beck and call. The clerk decided to have a little fun as she was enjoying Todd's embarrassment.

"Your size! Will you be wearing our Wanton panties?" the clerk said, before calling out to her associate on the other side of the store.

"Hey Monique!" she said. "What size panties to you think this gentleman wears?"

All heads swivelled to Todd as the women in the store turned to look at the chagrined husband. Their looks were a combination of awe and amusement that such a masculine-looking man would wear frilly panties. Giggles abounded.

"Somebody like him probably isn't swinging a very large salami, so a medium with some stretch probably will do," yelled Monique, to more laughter from the customers.

"Well, sir, medium stretch it is," said the clerk. "Should I wrap these up or do you want to wear them home."

By this time the store was in stitches as everyone seemed to enjoy Todd's squeamishness. He paid for his and Lily's selections and they left the store. After visiting several other stores, including an adult novelty shop, Lily and Todd went back to the hotel.

"You did very well, Pussy Boy," said Lily. "I'm going to change into my new bikini. Go put your panties away and get into your new Speedo."

Todd had hoped to get a break from Lily's constant demands, and possibly even have a sexual romp, but it was clear his wife Lily wasn't in a mood to stay in. And though Todd favored long, baggy surfer shorts at the pool, he now was expected to get into a Speedo, which had only been favored by the swim team when he was in school.

While Todd was busy getting dressed, Lily put on a new bikini, black with white polka dots. It was a skimpy bikini, more daring than she ever wore at the club back home, and daring enough to keep Todd's arousal on edge. But Lily figured it was Las Vegas and there likely would be many women who would be wearing much more daring swimwear than she would.

Lily was more interested in attracting attention to her husband. She had to admit, when he emerged from the bathroom in his new white Speedo, Lily was impressed at the sight of Todd's bulge prominently lifted up and pushed forward by the suit.

"Mistress, I can't possibly wear this to the pool," Todd said. "Couldn't I just serve you here in the room."

"Absolutely not, my dear bulging husband," Lily said. "I'll have much more fun showing you off at the pool. As for you, you just have to get over it. Besides, we're not ready to go yet."

Todd stood before his seated wife as she reached up for the waistband of his Speedo. She pulled it back, allowing his semi-hard cock to spring up, before letting go. The snap against Todd's cock was painful and he twitched in pain, but his erection grew. Lily reached in and squeezed his shaft a few times as Todd grew even more. She reached in her bag and pulled out a leather cockstrap. She pulled the strap under her husband's balls from below and snapped it tight around the base of his cock. Already erect, the strap would keep Todd's cock prominently display and would keep him from going limp. Lily pulled Todd's Speedo back up, covering Todd's thick shaft and then checked to make sure he still carried the vibrator in his ass.

Lily sat back and checked out her husband's new, lewd look. It was obscene. His cock was so rigid you could almost make out the thick vein on the underside of his cock. The bulge was so extreme the spandex of the Speedo wrapped itself tightly around his erection.

"OK, let's go Mr. Big Cock," Lily said. "You'll not only be following me around today, you'll be following around that massive organ as well."

Todd was shocked at his wife's kinky game and completely red-faced at being forced to nearly expose himself in public. He was completely covered, but the snug fitting swimsuit left little to the imagination.

Lily wrapped a pareo around her waist while Todd used a large towel as a cover-up. They made their way down the elevator and through the hotel to the pool area, with Todd following his wife close behind. They grabbed a couple of drinks at the bar and, as they reached the pool entrance, Lily whirled to face Todd, grabbed his towel and stripped it off. Todd wanted to cover himself with his hands but he was holding two drinks and was unable to shield his hard-on from view.

"Follow me Todd. I'll find a couple of lounge chairs," said Lily as she worked her way quickly through the crowded pool area. As she walked, Lily reached in her bag and switched on her husband's anal vibrator.

 

[flithymind]

My humiliation was complete.

Lilith had, as promised taken me shopping.

It had all started so well. She had given me permission to drop the "Mistress" tag in public and I hoped that perhaps, at last, She was taking pity on me, on the shame I felt in my public humiliation - even if it did make my cock ache it got so hard.

I followed her around the shops she chose, dilgent, attentive, anxious to get in her good-books. When she lead me into the lingerie shop, I was excited - I thought perhaps She'd get me a 'treat' for being a good man-servant, carrying her shopping, pay for everything, naturally. She knew how I loved her in lingerie.

She seemed to revel in making me hold things up, which was crushingly embarassing, but I had to admit, she had a good idea for sexy clothes - each outfit I held up made my cock stir as I imagined her wearing it.

Lilith wallowed in shaming me, especially in public, making me push out the cups on bras, whilst other shoppers and the assistants looked.

What happened afterwards I shall remember forever.

As she lead me down to the hotel pool my cheeks were still burning with embarassment and ringing with the laughter of the shop assistants as they teased me - and my brain still throbbing with the ache of trying to work out why my cock was so, so hard from her degrading me?

Back up in the hotel room I'd thought, mistakenly once again, that She had tired of tormenting me. The Speedo she made me wear was crushingly embarassing. It may as well have been spray-painted on. Seeing Lilith in her new, tiny bathing costume didn't help - She looked stunning.

The bulge in the Speedo was prominent and I found myself praying She'd notice and want to make use of me. I found myself almost walking with it thrust. She'd smirked at me and snapped the Speedo against my stiffening cock, making it smart but only swell even more. Hope crashed again... but soared when She reached inside the tiny garment to pump and grip my cock... I tried to stiffle a groan.

The cock-strap She'd snapped onto me felt like a ring of hot steel now as my penis battled to shrug it off and allow the flow on constricted blood from my aching length.

I thanked the sweet Lord She'd let me wear a towel as I towed along behind her, carrying her drinks like a serf to my Queen - that was what I was. And She was my Queen - She certainly looked the part. Swanning around the pool with her 'bitch' in tow, She looked stunning - several men tried to hide their stares with newspapers, or turning to 'scratch their neck' I felt so proud.

As we walked towards some empty loungers I couldn't help but let some of that pride spill over into my strut - Lilith must have noticed it... but how could She?

She spun around, a mischeavous twinkle in Her eye that I had learned to fear in these past few days.

In one fluid motion she yanked the towel from my waist, a grin spreading over Her face as She just carried on walking away from me.

My hands reflexively jerked to cover my groin - I almost spilled the drinks. I wavered between spilling and covering myself about 3 times, almost in stupid cartoon indecision.

My buzzing, aching cock was like a giant sign - the throbbing, pulsing vein along the base of my manhood like a neon strip-bulb, almost screaming at people to stare.

An older woman, 50s at least was on the edge of the pool and looked up when I almost spilled the drink. The questioning, surprise and disgust that swam over her face felt like knives thrown at me. I wanted to explain - but what could I say? "My newly dominant wife has put a cock-strap on me." - I'd be arrested before I dropped the first drink. Labelled as some kind of pervert.

She turned and swam away from me quickly, to my great relief.

I hurried to catch up to Lilith, who was reclining on a lounger some 30ft away, smiling at me slyly. And then a bomb went off in my ass.

The vibrator - she'd turned it on!

I gasped: "Oh!" loudly - making several more people look up, two more of them in the pool, one man, one younger girl who were confronted by my glowing, bulging white beacon-Speedo. The girl gasped and turned away - the guy snorted a laugh.

I wasn't even sure which was glowing more now - my eye-magnet cock-filled Speedo, or my bright red cheeks, with shame.

The buzzing in my arse made my knees weak. I was still so unused to having my arse filled - I had fooled myself the wedge I felt in there was constipation or something, but the rippling pleasure, pain and shock it sent through me were almost too much to deal with.

I almost ran to Lilith, looking at the lounger next to her. I could hardly sit on it. I wanted to lie, face down to hide my shame, but what if someone saw, or worse, heard the vibrator?

I just dropped to my knees alongside her lounger:

"Mistress... please." I bleated.

 

[Wanton and wet]

"Please?! Please what, Pussy Boy?" Lilith asked when Todd collapsed to his knees next to her pool lounger. "Are you feeling good, my slut husband? I'll bet your ass feels good."

Todd pleaded with his eyes to his wife for relief. The vibrating butt plug had caused his cock to become rock hard. His erection was plainly visible beneath his white Speedo swim suit. He was humiliated to his core when Lilith forced him to follow behind her as they made their way through the pool complex. Todd's dick jutted out in an obscene manner, causing all sorts of stares and frons from the women at the pool.

Lilith turned off the vibrator. She had other plans for her compliant husband.

"So, Mr. Big Dick, aren't you ashamed to display yourself so lewdly?" Lilith asked. "You're so nasty. Help me get settled."

Lilith stood as Todd arranged a large towel on the lounge chair for her. Lilith lay down as Todd continued to stand above her. Todd couldn't believe his wife was wearing such a brief bikini. And although it was skimpy, it wasn't as blantantly obscene as Todd's small Speedo, especially since his was highlighted by a rather large bulge.

"That woman over there is staring at your cock," Lilith said, eyeing her husband's barely concealed hard-on. She was reclined in the lounge chair, not sitting up but not quite laying down either. She donned a pair of dark sunglasses and reached for abottle of sun tan oil. "Here, my husband, oil me up. Spread it all over me while all these people watch you."

Todd was embarrassed to be the center of attention and was thankful that his wife, the Mistress Lilith, had turned off the vibrator. He tentatively reached for the sun tan oil and was very self-conscious about laying his hands on his wife. He started applying the oil to Lilith's legs, sliding his hands up and down until he reached the bottom of the bikini.

"Go ahead Pussy Boy, I like the way your hands feel," Lilith said. "Rub me up as close to my pussy as you can get without getting arrested. It feels so good."

Todd skirted his wife's brief bikini bottom as he rubbed the oil along her hips and then on her stomach, making sure to cover every inch of his wife's sexy body. He spread the slippery oil to her sides and up and over her chest, sliding his fingers down her cleavage as close as he dared without touching her breasts directly. He finished his task and sat back on the edge of the lounger to admire his wife.

"You missed a spot, Pussy Boy," she said as she opened her legs. "There's no oil on my thighs."

Todd grabbed the oil again and used it to coat the inside of his wife's soft thighs.

"Better. Now I need a drink, and it looks like you do too," she said. "Get yourself something as well."

Lilith knew that, with a drink in each hand, Todd would be unable to shield himself and his hard cock would be on display for all to see.

"Hurry up, now," Lilith said. "And make sure you shake your ass for me as you leave."

Todd rose from the lounge chair and began to make his way to the poolside bar. He was sure his face was red from the humiliation of prancing around poolside with a major hard-on. Determined to make as little of a specracle of himself s possible, Todd ignored Lilith's command to wiggle his ass on his way to the bar. But he paid for his disobedience. After only a few steps, Todd's ass came alive with the relentless vibrations from the butt plug. He staggered slightly, turned to look at his grining wife, and carried on.

Todd felt more than naked in public as the white Speedo drew ample attention. And his thick cock was thrust outward, the swim suit molded around it tightly. He was shaking with embarrassment but pressed on to order a couple of drinks.

With drinks in hand, he walked back toward his wife, marvelling at her as she lay back relaxed, her body glistening from the oil and the sheen of perspiration that delineated all of her curves. Lilith flipped off the vibrator.

"Well, thank you Pussy Boy, I'm parched," she said. "Take a seat next to me and relax for awhile. I'm sure you've had a rough afternoon so far."

Todd settled in the lounge chair, laying straight back in a prone position. He was careful not to disturb the butt plug and as a result his cock was thrust slightly more upward. It was almost as if he were intentionally assuming a position that displayed his erection for the most benefit. As instructed, he wore a ball cap pulled down over his eyes, preventing his from seeing.

Lilith let Todd relax for awhile as she mellowed out and soaked up the sun. From behind the dark sunglasses she watched as women walked by her prone husband, his cock pressing hard against the suit. Many eyes opened wide as they took in the lewd scene. A few licked their lips as the walked slowly by. And some clearly felt contenmpt for Todd and his in-their-face erection. She described the reactions to her husband as the women walked on, keep up a running commentary on the action.

"You're quite the attraction, Pussy Boy," Lilith said to her husband. "The women here mostly seem to appreciate what you have between your legs, even if you have gone a bit soft."

Two college girls approached and, not realizing Lilith was taking in their every action, gestured towards Todd and giggled at one another. They stopped for a time and stared at the erotic display of cock beneath the tight Speedo. It was during their pause that Lilith again fired upo the vibrator in Todd's ass, causing his to thrust upward sharply before he remembered he was in a public place.

But Todd's cock grew even large, much to the delight of the wide-eyed college girls who were paying close attention to the Todd's bulges. Despite himself, Todd was extremely turned on and started to writhe slightly to vibrations deep in his ass. He thought about his sexy wife and how she had sudeenly taken control of his life and had to admit that, right at this moment, he was thoroughly enjoying his new submissive lifestyle.

The waves of pleasure in his ass was having the effect Lily desire and she turned the vibrator on and off repeatedly. The technique brought a new urgency for Todd as he went from total turn-on to . . . nothing. But Lily never left his hanging for very long, turning up the speed un Todd's vibrator to its highest setting.

Todd could hear the two college girls making comments about him as they kept up a steady stream of giggles. The idea of him laying in public being watched by strangers as he wore an obcenely tight swimsuit had turned him on immensely. He felt the stirring deep in his loins and suddenly, his cock became rock hard, throbbinging forcefully as he spurted a large load of cum in his Speedo. The relief Todd felt was extereme and it was a few moments before he remembered he had an audience. His pleasure at being allowed to release his sperm was tempered by the embarrassment of having others watch him humiliate himself.

The two girls eventually moved on, continually looking back at the man who came in his pants at the pool.

"Aren't you nasty?" Lily said as Todd came down from the intense orgasm. "Shame on you for not controlling yourself. You must like cumming in your pants, but you didn't have permisson from me4. Just for that, lay there awhile and savor the feeling of gooey sperm between your legs. Some of it already is seeping through."

"You'll pay for your indiscretion later, my Pussy Boy."