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Subject: {ASSM} Hers for the day (FM tease oral anal strap) 1 of 5
Date: Tue,  8 Oct 2002 02:10:03 -0400
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Hers for the day


" 2002 L Sylvestri

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He lost the bet, her team won. He was such a smartass that he "knew" he
couldn't lose the bet and now she "owned" him for a day. From 9AM till 9 PM
she could do what she wanted with him and he could not protest or object.
She delighted in the thought of having him her captive toy to serve her all
day long. She began to get wet just thinking about the fun she was going to
have, controlling him, making him service her without any thought for
himself. Growing up, she had to defer to her father's demands and her ex
husband was a self-centered, controlling SOB. At no time in her life was she
ever completely in control of her world. When she rebelled and fought their
control, at some point, she always had to give in and co-operate.



Now with John, it was her turn. For the first time here was a man who
allowed, no encouraged her to be herself. He treated her as a partner, an
equal, did not try to run her life, even when she would get triggered and
angry, falling into her rebellious mood where she had fight the whole world
or die. He was her anchor and was always there for her.



And now she was on top for the whole day. She was in complete control of him
and he could do absolutely nothing about it - fun! He was her slave to use
as she pleased. (Actually, he could use a safeword - spaghetti - to stop
whatever she was doing to him, but it didn't really matter since she was the
queen, in control of her subject). The other condition was she owed him the
same thing. He could have her in his control for a whole day, if and only if
his team won the next game. If not, she was off the hook.



After they finished breakfast, she told him to shower, take a Viagra, give
himself an enema, put on the wrist and ankle cuffs, his cock ring, blindfold
and present himself for her inspection at exactly 9 AM.  Any failure on his
part would result in an as yet unnamed, but definitely severe, punishment.



He grinned and immediately headed for the bathroom. While he was showering,
she reached up and moved the clock ahead by five minutes, already thinking
about the delightful things she could do to "punish" him for being late.



She was sitting in the living room, sipping her coffee when he finished
getting ready. He walked into the room, squeaky clean and absolutely naked
with the blindfold on his forehead. She looked at him and smiled. "You're
late" she said. "Look at the clock, you have been fooling around in there
for five minutes longer than you were told to".  As he looked at the clock,
which read 9:05 AM, she smiled to herself - gotcha. He was confused and
started to object because he had just checked the clock in the bedroom and
he was right on time. She cut him off, saying "quiet, not another word out
of you unless I give you permission to speak. Do you understand"? "Yes", he
said. "Yes what" came her response. Flustered, He paused, not expecting her
to be acting quite this way. "Well"? she said. "Um, yes ma'am" he replied.
Angrily, she shot back "yes MISTRESS, do you understand"?

Quietly he said "yes Mistress". She thought to herself "I've always wanted
to do that to a man, this is going to be fun".



She told him to go to the bedroom and get the wrist and ankle snaps out of
the bag and lock his wrists into the exercise bar rings in the doorway. He
said "Yes Mistress" and started to turn around. Raising her voice, she said
"did I give you permission to speak"? Now really flustered, he said "no
Mistress". Her response was "look at me.  When I give you an instruction. I
want you to do what you are told immediately and without question, do you
understand"?  "Yes Mistress" came his reply. "Now get on with it", she said.
She was really getting into this Mistress thing. Controlling him this way
gave her more enjoyment than she thought it would. This whole day was going
to be fun, suffering for him, but fun for her.



He immediately returned, set the ankle links on the floor and began snapping
the links to his wrists. In a moment he was stretched in the doorway, his
arms up and out above his head. She walked over to him and sweetly kissed
him on the lips, bent down and snapped his ankles to the eyes in the
baseboard. Then she pulled the blindfold over his eyes and said "nitey
 night", letting him just stand there, arms and legs stretched out,
completely naked and totally vulnerable.



Flicking his cock with her finger, she walked back into the living room,
picked up her paperwork and went back to her reading. A little while later,
when she had finished, she picked up the small footstool, carried it over
and placed it in front of him.  This gave her the option of standing or
sitting on it, depending on what she wanted him to do, or more fun, do to
him.  She gently stroked his chest and shoulders, enjoying the way the
muscles were defined by his arms being stretched overhead. He jumped as she
worked closer and closer to his nipples. Almost, but not quite touching
them. After a few minutes of this, his cock was hard and he was arching
towards her in an effort to get his nipples touched.



"Hmmm . . it seems that you like that" she said to him. " Too bad I don't
feel like playing with them anymore". He groaned as she said it. She knew
she got him with that one, what fun to see him hanging there, powerless to
get what he wanted and powerless to stop her from getting what SHE wanted.
Which, right now was that hard, dripping cock. She decided to let him be for
a bit, giving him a chance to calm down before her next attack on his body.



Slipping by him, she went into the bedroom and retrieved the snakebite kit
that was on the shelf by the bed. Coming back into the living room she also
brought the bag of "toys" that was there. This she set down by the
footstool. Bending down, she lightly blew on his cock, enjoying the way it
jumped from her cool breath. This had the effect of making him focus on his
cock, waiting for the next sensation. She separated the suction cups in the
snakebite kit behind her back while she leaned over and sucked hard on his
nipple. It was as if he had been hit by lightning. He arched his back and
groaned under her assault. She said "I thought I told you to be quiet, If
you can't behave yourself, we are going to have to take more drastic
measures with you", enjoying the way he fought to keep control of himself.
With that, she licked the end of the suction cup and quickly attached it to
his nipple. He gasped, arching and moaning as the pressure on his nipple
intensified.



She said "I am warning you, be quiet or you will suffer", again delighting
at the conflict she had created. She now moved to his cock, sitting on the
stepstool and sucking it rapidly into her mouth. Oh, how she loved the feel
of it filling her. He, of course, jumped again and groaned even louder this
time as the shock of her mouth on his cock hit him. She stood up, licked the
other suction cup and firmly attached it to his other nipple. Again, he
convulsed and groaned, just as she had planned.  There he was, hanging there
with the 2 suction cups on his nipples and his now wet cock standing out
like a wooden pole. The cooling effect of the moisture evaporating on his
cock made his erection even harder. It was not without an effect on her as
her sex began to tighten and get wet, enjoying his arousal at her hands. Oh,
the fun of being in absolute control of her "toy".



She sternly spoke to him saying "I told you to keep quiet and you have
repeatedly disobeyed me. Now I will have to make sure that you do not say
ANYTHING without my permission. You are here to give me what I want, and I
want you quiet". With that, she took a gag out of the bag and quickly forced
it into his mouth, fastening the Velcro strap around his head.  Now she had
him where she wanted him, captive, quiet and completely aroused. Her sex
tightened at the thought.

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