Q's Picks: With A New Twist

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Boy Do i Find Out What She Had Planned

       (continued from "i Wonder What Her Plans Are")

After i had prepared our dinner...and cleaned up the kitchen after our meal...my thoughts continued to be consumed with the anticipation of what was to come later that evening..."hopefully me!"...after all, Q had ordered me to shave my groin area completely smooth earlier...and had laid out a pair of pink panties for me to put on under my clothes...my penis had maintained a semi in the silky smoothness of those ladies undies ever since...i really couldn't wait till our son was asleep...and we could rush off to our bedroom...the possibilities of my Wife's ideas of fun with Her slave/husband, prancing around in Women's underwear kept my imagination running wild....

It seemed like forever...but the time finally came when Q told me to go to the bedroom...take off all my clothes...."Except those slutty little panties!"....and wait for Her while She tucked our son in...i said my good nights, and rushed off to our room...i didn't have long to wait...when She joined me in our room...She playfully pinched and poked at the front of my panties...She had me to undress Her...i love doing this...and i felt myself beginning to get that submissive high as i gazed at my extraordinarily beautiful Wife...fully naked...so confident, so erotic....all Woman...so fucking hot...and so in charge....Q giggled as She reached out to stroke my pantie covered penis..."Oh look...my little slut's clit is getting hard...what a naughty little girl you are!"...i felt my face turning red...calling me a little girl...that could only mean one thing..."was She going to fuck my ass tonight?"....

 

 Q bid me to follow Her, (on my hands and knees) into the bathroom, and as usual...i knelt in front of Her as She peed into the bowl...then...on my knees...i cleaned the drops of piss still clinging to Her sweet pussy with my tongue before dutifully wiping Her with some toilet paper...to my dismay...Q began to slip into Her pajamas..."but i thought...i thought we...i couldn't believe this!"...seeing the look on my face...Q smirked and said..."Something wrong little missy?...did you expect something from Me tonight...instead of focusing on how to best serve your Mistress?"...."God...my Wife can read me like a book..."....She continued, "I have ways of refocusing a horny little slut's mind back to where it belongs!...not on her little pussy hole...but on her Mistress!"....and with that She ordered me to crawl back into our room...

Q retrieved Her cane from it's hiding place in the closet...She dramatically tested it's flexibility, swished it through the air a few times to put the fear of God into me...then fiercely bringing it down, in a wide arc...to connect with the mattress...WHOP! came the dull thud...the noise filling me with dread...yet sending me even further into sub-space...."Get those panties off now "Miss Thing"....and bend over that bed!"....when ever Q sees fit to use corporal punishment, (which is often!) ....if our son is home...one of the quieter ways of administering a proper beating is to use Her thin, rattan cane...it makes very little noise on impact...but delivers quite the painful message...while at the closet She had grabbed a couple of pairs of panties She had worn to work earlier in the week...to my knowledge Q had not had sex with any of Her lovers this week...but i didn't have too much time to wonder what was on those panties before She squeezed my balls with one hand...and shoved Her undies in my mouth as i opened it to gasp in surprise and pain!....She also threw a pillow down in front of me..."Bury your face in that pillow bitch...if you wake our son, so help me you won't sit down till after Valentine's Day!"

 

"Now lets see if you can recall, exactly which one of us around here, is the one that has the right to high expectations!"...and with that the cane whistled through the air...connecting full force with my naked backside...no warm ups this time, no sexy talk, no reach arounds...just methodical, evenly spaced, deliberately vicious blows...delivered as such that there was no doubt that this was punishment from the Dominant partner...and the sub better be learning his lesson...

Somewhere around the sixth or seventh blow...i began to yelp through the wadded, dirty panties stuffed in my mouth...i obediently buried my face into the pillow...because with each blow administered...i cried out a little louder...i quit mentally counting each strike from Her cruel cane at eleven...it seemed each time the rattan made contact with my bottom...Her swings were getting even more forceful, if that were possible...my teeth were biting into the fabric of Her panties...my hands were fists...bunched, and clinging to the sheets...desperately fighting the instinct to raise up, or cover my flesh in defense against Her onslaught...my legs quivered...i knew i would be bawling soon if She kept this up...all i could do was surrender to Her discipline...to Her will..."isn't that the point She's driving home dummy?"....the pain and shame had mingled into one constant force of nature...i scarcely noticed that She had stopped the beating...i had no idea how many strokes i received...twenty, maybe twenty five....i sensed Her still standing behind me...surveying Her handiwork...determining if more effort on Her part was required...my moans of "i'm sorry...i'm sorry baby...", muffled by the pillow...She gave me permission to raise up...and on shaking legs i did so....my ass seemed to throb with each beat of my pulse...even so...looking down...we both could see pre-cum oozing from my limp, and shriveled penis..."Disgusting little slut...tell Me now...who serves who around here?"..."i serve you my Mistress."....i mumbled around the soggy panties...and that...i did for the rest of the evening...

Q placed my penis in lock-up with the CB-6000..."It's going to be a long Valentine's weekend for you little Miss..."...and i spent the rest of the evening...until She was ready to go to sleep...serving Her...on my knees at Her bedside...lighting Her cigarettes...holding Her ashtray...massaging Her feet...penis trying to grow within the confines of it's cage...still leaking..."Lick up that mess bitch!"...serving as Her slave in the bathroom twice more...and unable to help myself...i wondered..."what does She have planned for the rest of the weekend?"

 

i Wonder What Her Plans Are

This evening as i was showering before preparing our dinner...Q came into our bathroom and stood at the entrance to the shower...our shower stall is like a small, tile and stone alcove...with room enough that three or four could "shower" comfortably in....She had brought my razor and shaving cream with Her..."Here babe...I want that pee-pee and your balls...as smooth as the day you were born!"....now i always keep my pubic area well trimmed and my balls are damn near always close to smooth due to some electric grooming clippers that i use on them...but tonight...well...She has other ideas...

Q smoked...and supervised as i lathered up and began to fulfill her demand...i always begin to get that submissive "buzz" whenever i'm totally naked and vulnerable in front of Her when She is fully dressed....my penis grew and swelled as i shaved my entire groin area...My wife admonished me to not miss a single hair on "Her" balls as She continued smoking and directing my efforts....only after i was done...and had stepped close enough for Her to see and inspect the completely hairless and wet nakedness of my penis and balls...did She turn to leave me to finish the rest of my shower...."...looks just like a little boy's now...or maybe it's more like a horny little clit!" She joked...."Hurry up and come fix our supper...I'm starving!"

i have no idea what She's planning, or why She decided at that moment to have me completely shave myself smooth...but as i was rubbing baby oil on my freshly shaved skin to prevent razor rash...the feeling really was exquisite...the oil on my naked skin...me having to massage it into the bare skin...wondering what She's up to...remembering that hot, controlling look on Her face...the way She smoked as She watched Her slave/husband do Her bidding...my penis got rock hard...i didn't want to stop applying the oil if you know what i mean!!!....but the consequences of an orgasm unsupervised and without Her permission....man....i shuddered to think....still curious about tonight's plans...or even if She had any...i walked into our room to get dressed...and laid out beside my clean clothes...was a bright pink pair of panties...i knew i was to put them on...and the silky feeling against my freshly shaved crotch had my erection back at full attention....now the possibilities of what might be...have taken on several new dynamics....


it's well passed dinner...but not quite time for our son to go to bed...my erection comes and goes as i can't keep the anticipation at bay....i wonder what Her plans are....

 

Clomp...Clomp...Clomp...Clomp...

It's funny...the little things that can be a trigger...driving home my submission....or maybe....bringing my submissive tendencies to the surface....even in the middle of mundane, everyday routine...CLOMP...CLOMP...CLOMP...CLOMP...the sound of boots through the rooms of our home...across the hardwood and tile floors...Her boots...over those legs!...resounding not just in the air...but in my conscious and subconscious as well  ...just the sound...CLOMP...CLOMP...CLOMP...and my penis begins to involuntarily grow in the panties She has ordered me to wear...(so far for three days running...it's been silky panties underneath my clothes per Q's instructions!)...then the sight of my gorgeous Wife...professional and authoritative in Her business suit...legs in black tights slid into boots that reach almost to Her knees...my penis is fully hard...i'm getting dressed for the day when She comes into our bedroom...

"Have you been playing with your little clit?" She asks with a smirk...i explain to Q it was merely the sound of Her walking around in Her boots that started it...then seeing how magnificent She looked this morning...well...it just got me to thinking...Q smiled as She walked over to me...."you are such a slut!"...CLOMP...CLOMP...CLOMP...i know i was staring at Her as if hypnotized...She walked around me as if appraising something She may want to purchase...from behind, Q reached around and caressed my erection through the soft fabric of my panties...whispering in my ear, She purred, "Maybe when I come home this evening, I'll let you sniff these boots after wearing them all day...Would you like that slut?....Maybe even let you sniff My feet!"....i couldn't help but moan softly...almost sounding like i was begging already...

a few more slow...teasing strokes up and down my hardon...then....SMACK!!!....Q surprised me with a stinging slap from Her hand to my exposed pantie clad backside...SMACK!!!....and another one for the other cheek...CLOMP...CLOMP...CLOMP...i watched as She walked towards the doorway...boots clicking, ass swinging...a seductive look over Her shoulder...full of promises...

Yes....something as simple as the sound of boot heels...brings out a conditioned response from my submissive nature....not to mention provides fuel for a head full of femdom fantasies....thank You Honey!!!....i can't wait till you get home tonight!!!

                   

i Was Hoping...

Q lay with Her head on my chest...She wore pink cotton pajama bottoms and a thin white tank top...i on the other hand was naked...lying on my back with one arm around Her...She had one leg thrown across mine...Her knee resting against my balls...my penis alternated between erect and semi-hard...Her hand resting low on my belly...Her breath warm on my chest..."Please honey...just tell me a little bit"....."I said not tonight...and don't ask again....unless you want a visit with the cane!"...."shit....i was hoping.....no counting on it...i wanted to hear all about how Jason fucked Her brains out this afternoon...i really wanted one of Her special hand-jobs...while She shared every detail of what a glorious lay Her lover was"...a small pool of pre-cum had oozed out of my penis and onto my skin..."it was all i had thought about all day...damn it...didn't She know i needed this?"...Q absently dipped Her finger into my little puddle...with out looking up...She brought that finger with the painted nail...slick with the evidence of my excitement...up to my lips...without hesitation i sucked it clean as i had been trained to do..."please...please...please...just do it for me babe"....Her finger returned to scoop up the rest...this time She rubbed the slick stuff on that magic spot just beneath the head of my penis..."yes...yes...yes...She's gonna do it for me!"...my penis sprang to full length...bobbing in anticipation...Q giggled...then brought Her hand back to rest on my chest...sighing in satisfaction at the sheer power She held over my mind and body...."no...no...no...don't stop...."

Only an hour or so before i had knelt naked on the floor of our bathroom...waiting as She tucked our son into  bed...upon entering She haughtily lit a cigarette as She looked down on me..."God She's so  beautiful..."She

 walked till She literally towered over me and lifted the dress She had wore to work that morning...my face

was level with Her crotch...i stared at Her mound...covered in the thin fabric of Her panties...She pushed it right against my nose and mouth..."Breath!" is all She said...i inhaled Her womanly scent...much  more darker than usual...damp...musky...sweaty...She smelled of sex...my penis felt enormous...i looked up at Her with awe and love as i continued to breath in the hours old residue of Her afternoon with "him"...She turned Her back to me as She removed Her dress and bra...She padded to the toilet...and bent at the waist as She eased those panties down Her long legs...giving me a full view from my position of Her wonderful heart shaped ass and a peek from behind at those pouty pussy lips i adore so much...Q straddled the toilet with Her back to me...i heard Her piss splashing into the water with a steady stream...She stood and faced me...the cigarette clenched between Her front teeth...my heart was pounding...Her trimmed pubic hair was matted and moist looking...i wanted to grab my penis right then and jerk off for Her...as She once again drew close to me Her scent grew stronger than before...there were drops of pee clinging to to Her swollen lips and the few hairs surrounding them...Q grabbed me by the hair..."this is it...She's going to push my face into Her well used crotch..." Her bare foot found my balls and pressed Her weight down till they were pressed against the tile floor...i opened my mouth to gasp in pain...and that's when She stuffed Her soiled panties against my tongue...and deep in my mouth...

"Keep them there until I say you can remove them!"...She stepped to the shower turning it on to adjust the spray...looking back over Her shoulder She said, "Enjoy his come little man...God knows I sure did!"...i watched Her as She showered...this is not what i had in mind...i guess i had envisioned cleaning Her used pussy with my tongue...while listening to Her tell me how big his cock was...and what a proper fucking She received  that afternoon...some humiliation other than sitting on my knees on the cold tile floor...tasting some other man's come mixed with Her sweat and juices from a pair of panties stuffed in my mouth...i watched Her through the glass doors...Her perfect body beneath the hot water...washing away any traces of Her tryst...i helped to dry Her off...Her panties still in my mouth...and as She stood naked and clean before me...i smoothed lotion onto Her luxurious skin...skin that had just lain beneath another man...Q smoked and leaned against the sink as i continued to apply the lotion to Her legs...Her buttocks...the curve of Her waist...Her flat tummy...Her perfect breasts ...Her shoulders and down Her back...all the while knowing...and thinking about how..."his" hands had just been here...touching and exploring all these same places on my Wife that i was now serving..."his" lips and tongue traveling and tasting these very spots just hours before...bringing Her pleasure and delight...pleasure that i wished to be a part of...for Her to share with me...God knows i am pledged to seeing Her happy...and finding sexual gratification in the arms of other men does make Her happy...and when Momma's happy.....well you know... She can make me very happy....She took a drag from Her cigarette as She pulled the panties from my mouth with the fingers of Her other hand..."All clean?", She asked inspecting the crotch of Her underwear... She  tossed them into the hamper and gently kissed me on the lips...."Brush your teeth baby...you taste like nasty pussy!"...She smirked at me over Her shoulder as She strode off into the bedroom...from the sink i could see through the door into our room...i watched as she put on Her pajamas..."damn...She's getting dressed..."


...."No baby...not tonight...I'm to tired and relaxed.", She raised Her head from my chest to look at me...there was that mix of love and amusement on Her face as she said...."Don't worry babe...I'll tell you every detail...just not tonight...my little pussy is so sore and I want to go to sleep....I'll save it for sometime when I can make it something very special for you to remember."....i must have sounded like i was whining..."Well...would it be okay if i....?".....She quickly cut me off..."No!....you may not play with that little thing!"....She gave the head of my penis a sharp squeeze...."OWWWCH!"....(it did nothing to decrease my erection though)...."I just gave you a blow-job last night...be grateful bitch!"....


She fell asleep with me spooning Her...my penis hard, and pressing against Her pajama covered backside...my arms around Her...my hands cupping Her breasts...sleep would not come easy for me...."i wonder how well "he" is sleeping tonight...."