1. The Little Things in Life


    Date: 10/1/2016, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Body modification, Female Domination, Male Domination, Slavery, Trans, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: senorlongo, Source: sexstories.com

    CHAPTER 1 Sometimes it’s the little seemingly inconsequential things in life that are the most meaningful—that have the greatest impact on our lives. I should know. That’s exactly what happened to me just over eighteen months ago. It appeared to have no meaning at the time, but it turned my life upside down. My inconsiderate lout of a husband had left early that Saturday morning to play pool with his friends at a buddy’s house, taking all our coffee with him—a full can as well as almost another half—how much coffee could six guys drink anyway? I was upset and in a really bitchy mood when I was forced to drive to the supermarket. I hate going there on a Saturday. All the baked goods are at least a day old and the crowds are not to be believed. I had just retrieved my purse and locked my SUV when I turned toward the market. I stopped suddenly, shocked; I couldn’t believe what I saw. A woman (?) was pushing a cart down the lot toward me. I glanced at the attractive and well-dressed woman following her, still unbelieving of what I had seen. She gave me a warm and engaging smile so I felt comfortable approaching and asking, “Was that a…?” Still smiling she replied, “Was that a…what?” She smiled again, not at all offended by my question. “Was…is that a man?” “Well, technically that’s my husband, but he’s obviously not much of a man. Hold on a second. Michelle, leave the cart and come here.” She led me between two cars. “Okay, Michelle, lift your skirt and hold the hem in your ...
    teeth.” “Please,” she begged…. “You’ll get quite the punishment if I have to repeat myself. Your hesitation has already earned you one. Don’t make it any worse.” “Yes, Ma’am,” she replied as she lowered her head, her face red with embarrassment. He/she lifted her skirt to expose a pair of frilly pink panties and a completely hairless body. “Now lower your panties.” Red-faced and obviously humiliated he/she complied after only a slight hesitation. “GEEZ, WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?” “That’s what’s known as a cock cage—see--it holds her little cock in complete captivity. It’s solid stainless steel and very strong—impossible to break or saw off. She is never allowed to touch her little clit. That’s what I call it. It’s certainly not a dick. Real men have dicks. Michelle here has a cute little clit. It’s all of four skinny inches when it’s hard, not even close to something that would satisfy a woman. This is one of the ways I control her…and her behavior. I let her spurt occasionally, but I control when and how.” “I think I could use one of those things for my husband,” I replied, still shocked at what I had seen and what had happened. Michelle pulled up her panties and lowered her skirt. The woman used the smart key to open the trunk and doors of her nearby Mercedes. “Michelle, put the groceries in the trunk and sit in the seat; not a word out of you. I need to have a chat with my friend.” She took my arm as we walked to a nearby family restaurant. We were just seated and had ordered ...
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