April 2nd 2011
“Lady Helen’s Birthday”
Karl knelt naked and quietly in the corner, facing in to the room. His eyes fixed on the beautiful woman sat on a leather sofa. Helen was his wife of ten years but also so much more than that. This was not just his wife, she was his Mistress, his Queen, his Owner, his absolute everything. She spoke, he listened, she pointed, he went, she drew back her hand, he presented his face and this woman took absolutely no nonsense from him whatsoever. He still gazed longingly upon her form, the same way he did when he first saw her across a crowded room, 12 years previously. He lived in awe of this woman, in apprehension of her, in adoration and yes, in fear of her. Lady Helen could be extremely unpredictable with her moods, mannerisms and actions and especially with her affections. To her, a firm face slap was a show of affection and karl knew this extremely well.
Helen was in her mid 40s, 5 foot 8 inches tall, dark complexion, with a firm but quite beautiful looking face. She knew she was beautiful and was extremely confident in everything she did. Today was her birthday and she had decided to treat herself, in a way that she had desired for some time and that's the reason why she could now reach out a hand, and stroke a fingernail over the firm muscled chest of the man who knelt in front of her. His head up, his chest pushed out, his hands clasped firmly behind his back and his toned body feeling so firm to her touch, the red ribbon about his neck, making him even more presentable.
‘Yes, this is one fine specimen of a male’ she thought idly to herself. Her best friend Miranda had introduced her to him a week earlier and after hearing of how she spent an evening with him, her nipples tensed and felt a quiver every time she recounted the details of how he had ‘entertained’.
Tomas was in his late 30s, was a strong, attractive looking, finely tuned male and while quite submissive, could boast a lot more than most men, with a cock that jutted out proudly before him. This cock, just begged to be played with, stroked, fondled, slapped; and of course be put to the kind of use that Helen had in mind this summer’s evening. While Helen sat upright, leaning slightly forward, assertively stroking the manly chest, she also knew inside she was melting and she knew she would soon be melting in lots of other places. ‘Ohhh’, she thought warmly, ‘what she wanted to do with this boys body tonight’.
She casually gripped one of his pointed nipples and pinched it firmly in a grip of her finger and thumb, pulling on it, twisting it slightly, noticing the tiniest flicker in the man’s eyes, as she spoke, in her most seductive tone. “When do you get time for play Tomas, with all the work outs you must do sweety”? “I always find time for play Miss Helen, especially when allowed in the presence of such a beautiful lady as you are”, he said, in his deep husky voice, while feeling his nipple continually pulled out hard. “Ohh, you are such a charmer, Miranda was right, she said you could be an extremely naughty boy” she replied with a kind of wicked laugh and pushed her high heeled foot, closer in to his crotch. She looked down and saw the long hard cock, almost laid out along her foot, like it was on a platter, served to her, waiting her every wish, her every desire, her every need.
“It is however this fat cock that I will want you working out with tonight boy and I want it to be very pleasing for me”. “Of course Miss, that's what it's there for”, the husky voice replied. “Yes”, Helen said less seductively, “unlike twat face over in the corner there, with his useless little fuck toy”. “Yes”, replied Tomas, “I did notice Miss”. - “Yes and his lack of everything else too, the little half wit. Isn’t that right twat”? Helen loudly asked her husband, still kneeling up straight in the corner. A “humph yemh mhuftuff” was heard as karl mumbled through the gag he wore, a four inch penis gag. “I think he needs a bigger gag in that stupid mouth of his, even his pathetic mumbling annoys me” Helen said as she raised the long cock up slightly on her foot. “Maybe this thing would make a nicer gag for the worm. Mmmmm yes, this would certainly shut the stupid fuck up a lot better. Yes, I like that idea, and this cock doesn’t seem to ‘upset’ about it either sweety” “Whatever pleases you my Lady” the voice replied softly. Helen placed a finger to Tomas’s lips, pushing in between them a little, saying “Oh yes boy, whatever pleases me, that part I know well. Suck my finger” she said firmly, as she slowly pushed it in and out of the man’s mouth. While she did this, she reached up and pulled out one of her firm breasts from her low cut, black chiffon dress. She felt the mouth lips and tongue of this man; work her finger expertly, as she started to pinch her own right nipple hard.
This was exactly how she had planned her birthday. Her pathetic husband in a corner, with this other fine thing kneeling in front of her, for her every whim. Both of them submissive, but both of them so very different. She suddenly pulled her finger from the wet mouth and ran it down the strong chest, all the way down to that cock and started to run her fingernail along the shaft. She placed her hand on Tomas’s chin, leaning her face to his and pulled his mouth to hers. She placed her lips firmly onto his and started to kiss his mouth extremely hard. She pushed her tongue into his mouth, swirling it about, tasting him, sucking on his long tongue, owning him, possessing him. Her other hand lowered to the hard cock, taking a firm grip of it, stroking it slowly, back and forth, as she continued to kiss his mouth and tongue. Karl squirmed inside, watching his beautiful wife kiss this man so passionately, and stroking the large cock so passionately, unable to help the natural reaction of drooling while sucking on the rubber phallus secured firmly in his mouth.
“Is cock ready to please me boy”? she asked Tomas quietly, as she continued to stroke the cock, feeling it harden even more. “Of course it is Miss Helen, it awaits your desires”. “Hmmm” she said “I wonder. - Perhaps it needs a little preparation first, you know, like say have a slut come and nicely prepare it for me, hmmm?? .... what do you think”? “Well, yes Miss Helen, if you happen to have a slut somewhere about the place, then of course Miss”. “Geez boy, I always have a slut somewhere about the place, what do you think that pathetic fuck in the corner is?” “Oh, yes Miss,” “Yes”, Helen said, now feeling time for teasing was over, “a total useless fuck, but I have just thought of a reasonable use for him”, she said smiling, as she stroked the cock a little more firmly, “To have him suck this fine cock to make it as hard as a rock, before you get to fuck my wet pussy boy”, emphasising her words with a hard tight grip on the now already bursting cock. “Ooohhh, boy likes the sound of that, you filthy thing” “Yes Miss” replied Tomas, his breathing now sounding a little more affected.
Helen pulled the cock firmly upwards, making Tomas quickly rise to his feet, hands still clasped behind him. “Good boy” she said, as she used her free hand to cup the large hanging balls, now close to her face. “Oh my” she said, almost to herself, “this is going to please me alright, that I have absolutely no doubt about whatsoever” - “Isn’t this a wonderful looking cock karlie? Wouldn't it be so wonderful to suck on? Feel it pushing through your lips, all the way into your mouth? Down deep into your throat? Hmmmm?? And then you can kneel and watch how it is used, to fuck me sensless, hmmm?? Won't that be nice?” The replies from her husband were some form of mumblings and she didn't really care what the words actually were, but she loved the wide look in his eyes.”Yes bitch, I know you will please it well for me. Now get that rubber gag off and get your stupid twat face over here and start sucking it deep, you pathetic fuck”.
Helen leaned back in the sofa and reached a hand under the very short hem of her dress and down inside her panties and started to stroke her clit softly as she watched the twat crawl quickly over to the waiting erect cock, pushed straight out for his mouth to suck on. ‘Ohh heck’ she thought, ‘this is just the best, fucking, birthday, ever’
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