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There was something about their ad that fascinated me. After reading it several times, I decided to respond. I've trained lots of men in the arts of pleasure-pain. I'm good at it. It's a labor of love. I get turned on when a masculine guy willingly submits to my authority. I love seeing the look in his eyes when I order him to strip down. I love seeing the fear in his eyes as I tie him down and he knows that he cannot escape. I love watching his muscles tense as he feels each new wave of pain. I love the look of determination on his face as he struggles to accept the pain. It is always a hot scene for me—and I make sure it is a hot scene for my boys. I've had my share of experiences with those of the female persuasion— but that was a long time ago. My desire to dominate has always been directed toward men, but there was something about their ad that got my juices flowing and I decided to offer my services to them. I read the ad again: "Young, submissive couple desires to explore the world of s/m, b/d and make their fantasies realities. He is 29, 5'10, athletic. She is 26, 5'7, athletic. Both are obedient and need training from dominant male or female. P.O. Box XXXX."
The Friday after I wrote to them, my phone rang. Mark said that he and his wife had received my letter the day before and had spent the night talking. The agreed that they wanted to submit to me and awaited my orders. I liked the sound of Mark's voice—a rich, masculine voice with a submissive quality. I questioned him about their experience in s/m. He said that they taken turns dominating each other but it hadn't really satisfied either of them. Neither of them could really get into the dominant role. Had they ever submitted to anyone before? Mark related one encounter with a professional dominant before he was married. Was it what he needed? It was okay—but "she didn't get into giving pain as much as I thought she would." As we talked, it became clear that Mark had a need to be punished and Marie, his wife, had a need to be humiliated. I made it clear that if they chose to submit to me, they would be required to do whatever I ordered. He agreed. I gave him my address and ordered them to report at 8:00 p.m. He responded, "We will be there, Sir. And thank you, Sir." I responded by hanging up the phone.
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At 7:55, they pulled into my drive. The sun had just set and it was not yet dark. I watched them as they walked toward the front door. Both were very attractive. Marie had an excellent figure that her clothing didn't hide. Her long blond hair framed her face. Mark walked next to her and had the perfect physique. The knit shirt he was wearing displayed muscular shoulders and arms. His tight jeans displayed his narrow waist and muscular thighs—and a substantial endowment. Their faces betrayed the anticipation (and fear) they felt and their eyes darted nervously at the windows. They held each other's hand, as if to give the other emotional support. I opened the door just as Mark was about to ring the bell. Their eyes studied me for an instant and Mark was about to speak when I said, "Come in and strip—one at a time." Meekly, they walked to the center of the room and looked at each other with questioning eyes. I sat down to watch their strip tease. Mark won out and Marie began to slowly remove her clothing. She was obviously embarrassed and her deep blue eyes avoided mine. She removed her shoes and jeans first and then her top. Wearing only her panties and bra, her figure was near perfect. Her eyes looked pleadingly at mine. I remained silent. Finally she managed the courage to remove her bra, revealing full breasts with large nipples. With a look of defeat, her long slender fingers slowly slid her panties down her legs and she stepped out of them. Her hands clasped in front of her in a gesture of modesty. I was enjoying her humiliation.
Without comment, I looked at Mark and he began to strip. He stepped out of his shoes and pulled off his shirt. His chest was well developed and covered light with a mat of hair. His nipples were large and cone shaped. His arms were solid and thick. His fingers unbuttoned the fly of his 501's and he slowly slid them down his powerful, hairy legs. He stepped out of his jeans and was about to slide the white briefs down his legs when I ordered him to stop. He looked puzzled but obeyed. I stood and walked around him. The proportions of his body were ideal. His back was well muscled and his ass was perfect—the type of bubble butt that athletes so often attain through hard workouts. The thin fabric of the briefs outlined his cock and balls, both of which were impressive. Mark's being allowed to retain his last vestige of clothing seemed to intensify Marie's nakedness, at least in her eyes. I led the two of them into the basement and, after handcuffing Mark, I secured his wrists to an over head beam next to an old doctor's examination table I'd had for years and, on which, many slaves had suffered. I ordered Marie to suck Mark's toes. Slowly, she sank to her knees and wrapped her mouth around her husband's big toe. A few minutes later, I ordered her to direct her attention to his ankles and made her work her way up his legs until she had reached his crotch. Mark became increasingly aroused until his rock hard cock stretched the fabric of the briefs. She gently nibbled at his cock and he moaned with pleasure.
"Chew on his nipples," I ordered. She looked up and their eyes locked. Slowly, she got to her feet and her mouth touched the masculine, brown nipple. She began to gently chew on his right one and Mark's face registered pleasure. It was clear that her love for him made it virtually impossible for her to hurt him. "You will learn to inflict pain on your husband or you will be the one to suffer," I told her as I handcuffed her wrists behind her back. I attached a clamp to each of her nipples. Pain shot through her and showed on her face. "I said ‘chew' on his nipples and I expect to obey me." She quickly put her mouth to his right nipple and Mark's body tensed as her teeth worked on tender flesh. As the pain grew in her own tits, she increased the intensity with which is worked on Mark's until his face grimaced with pain and his breath came in gasps. After several minutes, I ordered Marie to work on the other. She began to gnaw on it until I gave her permission to stop. Mark's nipples were an angry red and obviously sore. I told Marie to remove Mark's briefs with her teeth. She was awkward in her attempt, but finally succeeded in securing the tight waist band in her teeth and began to inch them down. Mark's briefs strained to hold his endowment and his excitement was obvious. She worked the briefs down over his left hip, revealing his pubic hair. She turned her attention to his right side and was eventually successful in lowering the briefs still more. Finally, she was able to grasp the front and with one gesture, pulled the briefs down his legs, releasing his cock and heavy balls.
"Now, chew on his balls, slave girl," I ordered. She opened wide and took as she sucked the two egg sized jewels into her mouth. Mark's expression was again one of pleasure. I selected a riding crop and gave the nipple clamp she wore a light tap. The shock of pain produced a muscle contraction in Marie that produced a cry of pain from Mark. She immediately went to work on Mark's balls and within seconds, Mark was uttering guttural sounds attesting to the pain she was inflicting and beads of sweat broke out on his body. After sufficient time, I allowed Marie to stop and her eyes, filled with apology and regret, locked on Mark's. I took off her cuffs and prepared her for her next ordeal. Mark watched intently as I ordered Marie to lay on the table. I attached leather restraining cuffs to her wrists and ankles. Her wrists were then secured to the table and the ankle cuffs attached to chains from the over head beam, leaving her legs spread wide and vulnerable. Her face registered fear and she looked at Mark with pleading eyes. I selected a large dildo, greased it carefully and slowly inserted it into Marie's cunt. She uttered a groan of pleasure. I inserted my finger into her ass and her eyes widened in surprise. It was my guess that Mark had never fucked his wife in the ass—or she had never agreed to let him. I decided to insert a butt plug and strap it and the dildo in place before turning my attention to Mark. She watched me grease the plug. I touched the tip of the plug to her puckered hole. With slow, steady pressure, the plug began its journey. Millimeter by millimeter, the plug began to disappear as her hole widened to accept the increasing diameter. When half of it was in, she began to plead for me to stop. I made no response but waited. Her skin began to shine with moisture. Mark looked concerned but his hard cock indicated he was turned on. A minute passed and I continued the insertion. She whimpered as the plug widened. I twisted the dildo and she tried to hide her pleasure. The plug was at its widest point and I pushed gently. Marie's body tensed with pain as her hole stretched as never before. Holding the plug securely in place with one hand, I caressed her breast with my other hand and, without warning, removed one tit clamp. It sent a massive wave of pain through her and she strained at the restraints and cried out. I reached for the other and terror filled her eyes. I opened the clamp and again she bucked in pain. I pushed the plug into her and her pink hole quickly sucked it in. She laid there, breathing hard, recovering. I turned toward Mark and read his concern in his eyes.
