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30/11/2011
A Shiny New Cuckold
After reading William’s diary files I had some big decisions to make. It seemed obvious to me that he missed the life he had enjoyed in college with his Mistress Gypsy. But was the diary only a fantasy, or his true thoughts? It had the ring of truth. My plans depended on Willie secretly desiring a life of cuckold service. He had mentioned that Gypsy initially gained control of him by threatening to expose his pitifully small penis to his college friends. That would be my trump card – control. Step by step I would achieve total control; then even if his diary was only a wet dream it wouldn’t matter. As long as Willie thought I believed it to be true he would fall into line to achieve his fantasy life.
I laid my plans carefully. Willie had hinted from time to time that he wanted to try bondage. When he mentioned it again I reluctantly agreed, but under strict conditions.
I told Willie that it had to be in our bedroom and gave him a shopping list of items he had to bring home. I scheduled it exactly in the middle of the day, for reasons that will become clear.
On the day Willie was to come home early from work for our bondage session my pussy was positively drooling I was so wet. I undressed and admired my long lean body in the mirror. Not bad, not bad at all, my breasts are a little small but pert and a respectable B verging, in my imagination, on C. My legs look great and looked even better when I added black high heel shoes. I considered shaving my pussy. I’d always wanted to but hadn’t wanted to shock Willie. I laughed at that notion now. I would make him do as part of his training. I’d set the chain on the door so Willie had to knock.
“Claire, let me in. You left the chain on.”
I opened the door wide for my husband.
“Wow! You look great. You’re really ready for this aren’t you?”
“I haven’t thought of anything else all week, Willie.” I stood in the doorway, one hand languidly at the top of the frame, the other akimbo on my hip.
“Geeze Lemme get this door closed before somebody sees you. I got all the things on your list Claire. You thought of everything.”
“I want you to always remember today Willie. I am going to make sure you do.”
I the bedroom I undressed him slowly, as seductively as I could. By the time I pulled his briefs down with my teeth his tiny dick was standing at attention like a good little soldier.
I emptied the shopping bag and cut the soft rope he’d brought into four lengths. I took the pet collars and begin placing them on his ankles and wrists.
“Hey Baby, those go on you.”
“Really? You don’t want to see what I’ve been planning for you? I thought you’d be so happy to have me take an interest in our love play.”
“Well”, he said, “You may have a point there. I guess what’s good for the goose is good for the gander, eh?”
I tied Willie, spread-eagled, on the bed. The four ropes tethered the collars to the bed posts. I used strong knots. He was completely exposed, and totally at my mercy, such as it was.
“Oh, Willie you look so cute the way you’re tied there. Your dick is just oozing little drops of pre-cum. Don’t move I have to have a photo of this.”
“Claire! No, no photos. We don’t want any of those around, somebody might find them.”
I was too busy opening the drapes to respond. “Ok, I want to make sure I get your face and your cock in the photos, don’t squirm, Willie, you’ll mess up the focus. Could you smile, please? Ok, no smile. Don’t worry Willie I’ll save these in the computer. Oh, by the way I found your passwords. What I’ll do is save these and send you an email so you can enjoy them at work, maybe show your friends if you want to. I don’t mind.”
“Claire, we need to talk about this. Please come back over here and close the drapes anybody can see me.”
“Just a second, Wille, almost done here. Did I tell you I got your email password from the drawer? I took the liberty of copying your address book into my email. I can send mail, photos to everyone you know now. Humm, your boss in there isn’t he? Interesting.
There, all done. The drapes will have to wait, the mail man is coming up the walk, right on time and I want to get this disc mailed to a girlfriend of mine for safekeeping.”
“Claire, wait, don’t. You aren’t even dressed. Don’t let that photo disc leave here, please!”
“I just need to hand it to him Willie, don’t worry about me. If you don’t want to see him looking at you as he walks right by the window turn your head away.”
I didn’t close the bedroom door so I imagine Willie heard most of my conversation with Eric, our mail carrier.
…sorry …postage..oops dropped it …playing with my husband… no time to dress..
yes, it’s tiny… my number? …here I happen to have it written down…call any time
thanks …sure if he’s big..ok then.
“God, Willie you should have seen the bulge in that man’s pants. I thought he was going to cum right on our doorstep.”
“Claire! What the hell is going on, what are you doing? Have you lost your mind?”
“Willie, I’ve read your diary. I know all about why you married me and why I never saw you naked until our wedding night. I know about Gypsy and how she made you her slave. Now you are going to be my slave, and if you don’t agree I will walk over to that computer and press the send button on all the photos I just took. Am I making myself clear?”
There were a lot of protests and a few tears but Willie agreed that my way was the best way. Besides, my girlfriend could send those photos even if he disabled our computer.
“A few rules to start Willie: I have destroyed all your briefs, you can use them for paint rags, and you’ll wear skimpy panties from now on. Here is a nice lavender pair, don’t worry there’s enough crotch to them to cover that clit sized sliver of meat you so laughingly call a cock. We can shop together for a nice wardrobe for you. Another rule you eat me only when I want your attentions, you don’t touch your privates unless I give you permission. If you’re a good boy I’ll lie very still and let you fuck me on your birthday.”
“I’m going to dress now and go shopping. I need some shorter skirts and higher heels. Humm, maybe a slightly padded bra if they have a black one. I’ll cut one of the ropes holding your wrist as I leave. Your job will be to get on the internet or visit an adult theatre and find me a big, thick cock for tonight. This pussy is barely used and I want to break in the virgin parts. I expect you to watch every stroke.”
Willie began his new life as a cuckold.
FUCK MY WIFE!
CLICK BELOW TO FIND A BULL
After reading William’s diary files I had some big decisions to make. It seemed obvious to me that he missed the life he had enjoyed in college with his Mistress Gypsy. But was the diary only a fantasy, or his true thoughts? It had the ring of truth. My plans depended on Willie secretly desiring a life of cuckold service. He had mentioned that Gypsy initially gained control of him by threatening to expose his pitifully small penis to his college friends. That would be my trump card – control. Step by step I would achieve total control; then even if his diary was only a wet dream it wouldn’t matter. As long as Willie thought I believed it to be true he would fall into line to achieve his fantasy life.
I laid my plans carefully. Willie had hinted from time to time that he wanted to try bondage. When he mentioned it again I reluctantly agreed, but under strict conditions.
I told Willie that it had to be in our bedroom and gave him a shopping list of items he had to bring home. I scheduled it exactly in the middle of the day, for reasons that will become clear.
On the day Willie was to come home early from work for our bondage session my pussy was positively drooling I was so wet. I undressed and admired my long lean body in the mirror. Not bad, not bad at all, my breasts are a little small but pert and a respectable B verging, in my imagination, on C. My legs look great and looked even better when I added black high heel shoes. I considered shaving my pussy. I’d always wanted to but hadn’t wanted to shock Willie. I laughed at that notion now. I would make him do as part of his training. I’d set the chain on the door so Willie had to knock.
“Claire, let me in. You left the chain on.”
I opened the door wide for my husband.
“Wow! You look great. You’re really ready for this aren’t you?”
“I haven’t thought of anything else all week, Willie.” I stood in the doorway, one hand languidly at the top of the frame, the other akimbo on my hip.
“Geeze Lemme get this door closed before somebody sees you. I got all the things on your list Claire. You thought of everything.”
“I want you to always remember today Willie. I am going to make sure you do.”
I the bedroom I undressed him slowly, as seductively as I could. By the time I pulled his briefs down with my teeth his tiny dick was standing at attention like a good little soldier.
I emptied the shopping bag and cut the soft rope he’d brought into four lengths. I took the pet collars and begin placing them on his ankles and wrists.
“Hey Baby, those go on you.”
“Really? You don’t want to see what I’ve been planning for you? I thought you’d be so happy to have me take an interest in our love play.”
“Well”, he said, “You may have a point there. I guess what’s good for the goose is good for the gander, eh?”
I tied Willie, spread-eagled, on the bed. The four ropes tethered the collars to the bed posts. I used strong knots. He was completely exposed, and totally at my mercy, such as it was.
“Oh, Willie you look so cute the way you’re tied there. Your dick is just oozing little drops of pre-cum. Don’t move I have to have a photo of this.”
“Claire! No, no photos. We don’t want any of those around, somebody might find them.”
I was too busy opening the drapes to respond. “Ok, I want to make sure I get your face and your cock in the photos, don’t squirm, Willie, you’ll mess up the focus. Could you smile, please? Ok, no smile. Don’t worry Willie I’ll save these in the computer. Oh, by the way I found your passwords. What I’ll do is save these and send you an email so you can enjoy them at work, maybe show your friends if you want to. I don’t mind.”
“Claire, we need to talk about this. Please come back over here and close the drapes anybody can see me.”
“Just a second, Wille, almost done here. Did I tell you I got your email password from the drawer? I took the liberty of copying your address book into my email. I can send mail, photos to everyone you know now. Humm, your boss in there isn’t he? Interesting.
There, all done. The drapes will have to wait, the mail man is coming up the walk, right on time and I want to get this disc mailed to a girlfriend of mine for safekeeping.”
“Claire, wait, don’t. You aren’t even dressed. Don’t let that photo disc leave here, please!”
“I just need to hand it to him Willie, don’t worry about me. If you don’t want to see him looking at you as he walks right by the window turn your head away.”
I didn’t close the bedroom door so I imagine Willie heard most of my conversation with Eric, our mail carrier.
…sorry …postage..oops dropped it …playing with my husband… no time to dress..
yes, it’s tiny… my number? …here I happen to have it written down…call any time
thanks …sure if he’s big..ok then.
“God, Willie you should have seen the bulge in that man’s pants. I thought he was going to cum right on our doorstep.”
“Claire! What the hell is going on, what are you doing? Have you lost your mind?”
“Willie, I’ve read your diary. I know all about why you married me and why I never saw you naked until our wedding night. I know about Gypsy and how she made you her slave. Now you are going to be my slave, and if you don’t agree I will walk over to that computer and press the send button on all the photos I just took. Am I making myself clear?”
There were a lot of protests and a few tears but Willie agreed that my way was the best way. Besides, my girlfriend could send those photos even if he disabled our computer.
“A few rules to start Willie: I have destroyed all your briefs, you can use them for paint rags, and you’ll wear skimpy panties from now on. Here is a nice lavender pair, don’t worry there’s enough crotch to them to cover that clit sized sliver of meat you so laughingly call a cock. We can shop together for a nice wardrobe for you. Another rule you eat me only when I want your attentions, you don’t touch your privates unless I give you permission. If you’re a good boy I’ll lie very still and let you fuck me on your birthday.”
“I’m going to dress now and go shopping. I need some shorter skirts and higher heels. Humm, maybe a slightly padded bra if they have a black one. I’ll cut one of the ropes holding your wrist as I leave. Your job will be to get on the internet or visit an adult theatre and find me a big, thick cock for tonight. This pussy is barely used and I want to break in the virgin parts. I expect you to watch every stroke.”
Willie began his new life as a cuckold.
 TAKE MY WIFE |
 FUCK ME |
Poster:
Claire