An Unexpected Adventure by Heather

My wife had sent me to a store to return a package. When I asked her what was in the package, I was told it was none of my business and to just get on with it. She gave me instructions how to drive to the store, scribbled on a post-it. I had a hard time focusing on the road while trying to read her handwriting. "Turn left after the traffic lights." I turned left and hit the brakes hard as gate appeared in front of me. "What the hell?!" I muttered under my breath. I looked at the post-it again. There were no more notes. Geez. Women. I dialed my wife's number. "What?" She answered, obviously sounding irritated. "It's me," I said while wondering why I ever bothered saying that, after ten years of marriage, I was pretty sure she'd recognize my voice. "Yes?" her only response was. "Look, I'm at this gate, there's no store here. Are you sure you wrote down everything?" "Of course I am sure. It's not really a store anyway, there's an intercom on the gate somewhere, just press the stupid button." With that she hung up the phone. "Thanks honey," I muttered while getting out of the car.

I walked to the gate and saw the intercom. I rang.. no answer. I stood there wondering what to do when a voice said, "Are you here to deliver my package?" "U-uhm, yeah, I guess." I said. "Great. I'll open the gate. Park your car and walk up to the house."

I got back in my car and the gate opened. I slowly drove up the driveway and parked my car. The house was huge. I mean, it was almost like a castle. As I walked up to the door, with the package in one hand, the door slowly opened. A woman in what I would guess her late forties opened the door. She beckoned me closer with her finger. "And your name is?"

"My wife sent me here, for your package, so eh, here you go, I'm not sure what the deal is." She smiled. "That's not what I asked, is it? So again, what is your name?" I ran a hand through my hair, "I'm Paul." She grinned. "That wasn't so hard, was it? Now be a dear, take the package inside, please."

I walked behind her into the house. "Sure, where do you want me to put this?" She didn't answer, but walked up the stairs. "Look, I don't know what your deal is, but I wasn't planning on following you all around the house, so again, where can I put this?" She turned around midway up the stairs. "I'll have you know that this my house. You don't get to ask the questions. You have one simple task. Follow me and put the package where I ask you to put it, do you understand?" I didn't say a word but just followed her up the stairs thinking, "Some women!"

The stairs seemed to never end. When we finally arrived at the top, she walked towards a door and opened it. My eyes grew big when I saw what was in that room as I followed her inside. All the walls were covered with mirrors. But what really struck me, was the naked boy, dangling from some ropes that seemed to be attached to a ring in the ceiling. "What the fuck.." I muttered. "Now if you'd be a dear. Please open the package. I don't want to ruin my manicure." I looked at her., but just did as she asked. I almost dropped the package when I saw what was in there. A cock cage. I had seen these before. In the porn movies I watched. What the hell was this all about. "Can you get the cock cage out of the package please, Paul? I grabbed it from the box, wanting this to get over with as fast as possible. "Uhm, right, so where do you want this then?" I looked at her, not trying to look at the boy who seemed to be perfectly happy all tied up. "Where do I want that? Why Paul, that seems pretty obvious, I want that around your cock."

I dropped the cock cage. "Y-you.. w-what?!" I stammered. "You have got to be kidding!" She laughed. "I am very serious, Paul. You see, your wife went through your browser history, you really ought to learn how to delete that shit! But, as your wife has always taken a liking to Femdom, I am surprised it took her ten years to see what a little slut you are. But at last she's seen the light and apparently you like it as well. So I agreed to help her. Mentoring your wife and mentoring you into a perfect, happy D/s couple." She clapped her hands. "I am so excited!" I just stood there. Flabbergasted. Unsure what to say. Unsure what to do. "I.. I don't know where you got this from, but I just came here to deliver a package and.." She shushes me before I could speak another word. "Tell you what Paul. Since this is your first time, you are probably unsure what to do, I understand. How about you sit in the corner right there and you can watch me play with my boy?" She turned towards what was apparently her boy and gave the ropes a little swing. "Hi there precious. Are you ready?" She pulled the roped towards her and kisses him on the lips. I saw him nod and whisper, "Yes my Mistress."

"What about you Paul? Are you ready?" She turned towards me and laughed. "Judging by that bulge in your pants I would guess to say you are!" I felt my cheeks getting warm. She winked at me. "You just sit there and be quiet. Watch first, ask questions later."

End of part 1.

BTW. Hi, my name is Heather. I wanted to do something nice for the guys, so here is my second femdom heterosexual story! Yes, I've written one before, a long time ago, anyway, I hope they'll like it, I don't want to secretly fuck them though, just wanted to be nice!

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