Sunday Afternoon: pt 2 - TAP....TAP....TAP....TAP

(may i suggest you first visit an earlier posting - Sunday Afternoon: pt 1)

"you missed a spot!".....Q stood in front of me....over me....i was on my knees and hands....my face very close to the floor....desperately trying to see what, and where She was talking about....Her feet were planted wide apart....standing tall on those stiletto heels....those black stockings running the length of those great legs to the tops of Her thighs....Q squatted down....bending Her knees....legs spreading as She lowered Herself down....until Her bush was even with....and just inches away from my nose....She pointed one painted nail to the spot just below and between Her open legs....."Look right fucking there slave!".....and suddenly....my Wife....let loose with a stream of piss right onto the kitchen floor!....i was so shocked...all i could do was stare....the force of Q's pee hitting the floor caused some to splatter in little droplets onto Her shoes and my face....when a nice sized puddle had formed....Q stopped the flow....stood back up and placed Her hands on Her hips.....with tiny drops of piss running down my face....i looked from the puddle of my Wife's pee on the floor....up to Her beautiful face....She was a vision, a Goddess....in all Her Dominant glory....She smiled down at me in pure amusement..."See....I told you...you missed a spot!"

                                                                   
To say i was shocked would be an understatement...up until this point...Q's wet play had been to order me on my knees in the bathroom to watch and or attend to Her as She went in the toilet....then being ordered/allowed to lick clean the stray droplets clinging to Her pussy lips...very erotic for me...very humbling....but i had just witnessed my Wife squat and piss right in the middle of Her kitchen floor....the very floor where our son plays with his cars....the floor She requires me to keep spotless and clean..."It seems i have to check behind you on everything...I will not tolerate a messy kitchen slave!"....Q strutted over to the cabinets with an exaggerated....watch My ass kind of walk...She returned with a kitchen hand towel...."Here slave, clean up that fucking mess like you should have done in the first place!"

                                                                
my hands, still bound in the wrist restraints....reached up for the towel...."Oh no mister....with your teeth....open your mouth....that's how your cleaning up this mess!"....i couldn't believe how devilishly creative Q was becoming....but my immediate concern was pleasing my Mistress...so with a towel clenched between my teeth....i bent my head to the floor to mop up Q's pee....i moved my head from side to side...wiping and dabbing at the puddle...sopping up the mess "i" left on Her floor....i felt my face burning with embarrassment, She was laughing quite hard at my efforts....when i was done i looked up...only to watch Her squat right back down...so close to my face...and let loose with another warm stream from Her velvety opening....

More pee splashed from the floor and onto my face as Q pissed another yellow puddle onto the tile floor...She looked me in the eye before standing up and said, "I thought I told you to clean that shit up! What's the fucking hold up?"....back down i went to wipe and soak up the "spot i missed"....by this time the towel was becoming a bit saturated...the smell and taste of Her urine was beginning to make it's way into my mouth...inevitably while moving my head back and forth...my nose managed to dip into the wetness on the floor as well...all the while my Wife continued to chuckle at the sight of Her husband...naked ass in the air...hands tied in front of him...wiping up Her piss with a rag in his mouth...



Once again this scene repeated itself...Her gracefully squatting Her pussy down into the "Queening" position....pissing right in front of my nose...then standing over me as i cleaned...now the towel was literally dripping from my efforts...and this was the first time i had ever had this much urine in my mouth....even though it was soaked into the cloth...i was beginning to have trouble getting use to the flavor...though the smell was not so strong....i felt the need to breath some through my mouth....then for a fourth time....down again She came, this time pissing hard until the stream weakened to a trickle...then drips as Q finished emptying Her bladder before me....there was no way on earth that towel was going to be able to soak up one more drop....hell, it was dripping on the floor adding to the puddle....i looked up a Q....pleading with my eyes...trying to talk around the piss soaked towel to ask for another....


Q reached out with two manicured finger tips...barely touching it, but taking the towel from my mouth by the corner...She daintily carried it over and dropped it into the sink....grabbing a long handled wooden spoon from a drawer...my Wife strode towards me with a serious look on Her face...menacingly pointing that spoon at me...."You are not going to dirty up any more of My good towels, and I am tired of watching you fuck around with a mess you should already have cleaned up! This is not how I planned to spend My afternoon...I have other things in mind for you little boy....so now we are going to speed things up!"...my heart began to pound in my chest....my face reddened again with the realization of what was about to happen...."You will use your tongue and mouth to clean My floor and you will do it quickly...or by God you will suffer!"....

This time Q squatted to the side and behind me...She placed Her free hand on the small of my back and pointed the spoon at the puddle of piss beneath my nose and said, "Raise your ass up, and get your mouth to work...NOW!"...i expected a swat to my already blistered backside...but instead She caught me off guard once again TAP!....TAP!..TAP!....TAP!...."owwwwwwch....Baby please!"....TAP!....TAP!...."Don't you dare baby Me!...Get busy!"....TAP!....TAP!...Q was rapping my exposed balls....hanging vulnerable between my legs....the sound of wood snapping against my scrotum again and again....and the pain...well they combined to get me motivated...Q wasn't putting full spanking swings into it....but believe me...let someone tap you in the nuts with a wooden spoon....you'll think they were trying to knock a home run out of the ballpark, i can assure you...TAP!.....TAP!....TAP!....i began lapping at the puddle of pee...with my nose to the floor...and my naked bottom in the air...my balls made an easy target for my Wife to have Her fun....TAP!....TAP!...."God that hurts Honey!", i whined...."Maybe so....but your little pee-pee is getting hard...you must like the taste of your Wife's piss....or is it Me smacking these balls around?"....TAP!....TAP!....TAP!....She was right...i had become hard as a rock...but that spoon was taking it's toll....i was licking as fast as i could....i had often fantasized about what it would be like to drink my Wife's pee...to be made to take it in my slave mouth...a receptacle for a Queen's gift...warm...salty...straight from Her vagina to splash over my skin...or onto my face and mouth....to watch Her at Her toilet always put me in submissive heaven....TAP!....TAP!....i wanted the pain to stop...i wanted to serve Her forever...i wanted to suffer for Her....i wanted Q to piss on me...but this wasn't about what i wanted was it?....this was not how i envisioned, relishing Q's piss for the first time...TAP!...TAP!....i was no longer licking the floor....i was sucking it up past my pursed lips as if i had a straw....fighting the urge to gag....my balls were aching....my bottom still stung from it's spanking...i was completely humiliated by my Wife and what She could force me to do....i almost had it all up...just a little more...TAP!....TAP!....TAP!..."I said hurry bitch!"...this time She grabbed my testicles and squeezed...twisted....and pulled back on them till i was moaning loudly....trying to lean forward against Her backward tugging...straining to reach the last of Her piss....Q let go as suddenly as She had grabbed them...this sent a new, and sudden rush of pain from my nuts up into my stomach....i fell forward and sucked and licked the last of the urine off the floor in sub-space heaven!!!...                                                                                                       

                                                                                       

Q stood and helped me to my feet...i fought the urge to double over from the dull pain in my balls....i was rather proud of what i had accomplished for my Queen....truth be told....looking down at the floor...it still shined wet under the lights...but the standing puddle was gone...swallowed by Her slave...Q handed me a bottle of water from the fridge..."Drink baby.."...i greedily drank half the bottle in three gulps...."Drink some more babe...wash that taste out of your mouth."....i drank and drank some more at Her urging...still a distinct after taste remained....one i felt i would be forced to become accustomed to in the near future...Q took the empty bottle from my bound hands....She once again took my balls in Her hand and squeezed....this time not quite as hard....though as tender as they were i winced all the same....She pulled downward on them until i began to crouch...She held them in place when my face was level with Her's....my Wife kissed me sweetly on the lips...."I am so proud of you now...you performed for Me perfectly."....then She lovingly kissed me again....wrinkling Her nose slightly She said, "Lets get you upstairs, to wash your face and brush your teeth....your Wife just may feel the need to make-out with you!...you don't want to have potty breath, now do you?"

      

                  (to be continued...)                           




    




   



   

Sunday Afternoon: pt. 1 - YOU MISSED A SPOT

 (may i suggest you first visit the earlier posting - Sunday Morning)

She called down from the top of the stairs...."Did someone say they needed a good spanking?"......i watched this vision of beauty and  grace....descend the stairs in all Her Dominant glory....wearing only thigh high black stockings....and black patent leather spike heels....She crossed the floor towards me....strolling in the same way the runway models do....an exaggerated swing to Her hips....Her breasts swayed and bobbed gently with each step She took....Her blonde hair long and full, falling around and framing Her face....make-up heavy....slutty...."God She looks hot!"....red lips....dark eyes....She carried Her wooden hairbrush and a set of padded leather wrist restraints.....

Earlier....when our son had left for the day with his Granma....Q announced She was going upstairs to prepare for our "playtime".....i took Her hand before She left....and respectfully asked if She would include a spanking in whatever Her plans for the afternoon were....i explained that i felt a need....to connect....to bond.....on an emotional level....a need to surrender....to draw close to Her love....close to my Wife...Her Dominance....Her authority....She smiled and asked what type of spanking did i want....i left it up to Her to decide....She knows my needs so well...."No no..." She said...."If you want Me to grant a wish....you must be sure you are quite specific!"....embarrassed...a little humiliated.....i asked politely....if She would please give me a loving....sensual....yet very effective bare bottom spanking....."If by "very effective" you mean good and hard....that's the only way to spank your bottom!".....with a kiss on the cheek She assured me i would not be disapointed!



Q sat the brush and cuffs down and hugged me to Her nakedness....my hands slipped down Her back to Her ass...She kissed me hard and long....pushing Her crotch against mine....She pulled my t-shirt over my head....and began kissing Her way down my neck....my chest....Q teased both my nipples with Her fingers and lips...."i love when She does that!"....She continued to kiss down my belly as She undid the buttons of my jeans....She pulled them down to my ankles....then the waist band of my shorts....my erection sprang out....eager and hard....it bobbed right in Her face....i felt Q's hair....then Her cheek brush against my penis as She removed my pants the rest of the way....She didn't seem to even notice my hardon as She just stood and retrieved the leather cuffs...."Hold out your arms..." She cuffed my wrists in front of my body....picked up Her hair brush...then led me by the hand to the couch....

Q sat down and looked up at me.....She patted Her stocking covered legs with one hand...at the same time, with Her other hand She gave my penis a few brief strokes...."Come on over My lap baby...Mama knows what you want."....i lay down the length of the couch....my bound hands in front of me....my hardness pressed against Her thighs...."oh those magnificent thighs!".....encased in silky stockings....how they felt wonderful against my penis....Q rubbed one hand up and down my back.....the other caressed my buttocks....the backs of my thighs...."Part your legs some babe.".....i did so....She reached under from behind to fully expose my balls...."I want to be able to get to these if I want!" She said....Her hand caressed the insides of my legs....fingers finding and tickling....pressing and pinching my testicles....roaming up to my backside....sneaking inside my crack....teasing the opening to my asshole....i began to rub and grind myself against Her....when She didn't protest i shamelessly began to hump Her soft thighs...."Horny little dog!"....that's when She began....SMACK!.....came the first slap from Her bare hand down on my bottom....SMACK!....SMACK!....SMACK!....Q began to methodically spank every available inch  of ass She could....which was a lot considering the position i was in...."You want to try and rub one off on My lap do you?....Lets see if I can't help you move those hips!"....Her hand kept up a steady pace....my bottom was beginning to really warm up....She grabbed my balls and encouraged me to continue humping Her lap....harder She squeezed....She made little moaning....fucking noises as if....as if someone were really giving Her a good, hard proper fucking....

She grabbed the hairbrush and CRACK!!!!...."Yeowwww!".......CRACK!....the sound and pain both took me by surprise....CRACK!....CRACK!...."Fuck Me Motherfucker!!! Don't stop now!!!"....CRACK!....CRACK!...."Pretend your in My hot little pussy...."....CRACK!...."Try to fuck My brains out!"....CRACK!....CRACK!...."Fuck your Wife like She needs it."...CRACK!..."I SAID FUCK ME!....DO IT SLAVE-BOY....DO ME!!!"....Q was relentless with that hairbrush....my bottom had long since sent a fire alarm to my brain....i was fast approaching the - "i can't take anymore!" point...though it never, ever stopped there!....the air was filled with my pleas and cries....the CRACK! of wood against flesh....Her continued moans of fake ecstasy punctuated by Her exclamations of "FUCK ME GODDAMN IT!"....my hardon had long since failed me, though my fucking motions continued...spurred on by Her relentless onslaught on my upturned ass....i couldn't help but!.....my legs began to kick as well....my hands, bound in front of me....could not reach to block the cruel....yet lovingly delivered blows that rained down on my cheeks and thighs....just as i feared that tears would begin to flow....the spanking suddenly stopped....a stinging, fiery dome of heat seemed to surround ass....my face felt flush....it was damp where i lay on Her lap....i was painfully aware of my now limp penis....uselessly pinned between me and Her thighs....

i jumped as if shot....when Her cool hand ....touched my blistered, burning backside...(Q laughed in a wicked way) and said...."My...my...my...what a pretty shade of red.".....Q caressed my bottom with all the love of a mother for Her child...."Is that what you needed baby?....Did you get what you wanted?.....Maybe a few more to make sure?".....i assured my Wife that i received exactly what i had asked for....and then some!....She helped me off Her lap....and i stood trembling before Her....my penis looked small and frightened....i was unable to rub the sting from my butt due to my hands being cuffed....Q pointed to a smallish, wet spot on one of Her stockinged thighs...."Not a very impressive creampie you left there stud!" (more laughing!)..."i....i never did come Honey....i just couldn't stay hard during the spanking....i'm sorry baby..."



"It doesn't really matter anyway...." Q stood and kissed me on the lips...."It's okay babe....but I do have something in the kitchen I need to show you!".....my Wife grabbed me by my penis and firmly led me from the room....once in the kitchen....Q stood with Her hands on Her hips looking very stern...."When you cleaned the kitchen yesterday....I was very unimpressed with the job you did."....i looked at Her puzzled...i was sure i had done a good job...."Just look at the fucking floor slave.....you missed a spot!".....i stared down....i looked....i failed to see where i had missed...."Get on your hands and knees bitch and look closer"....i did as i was told...."Right there....right in front of your nose!"...."i'm sorry Honey....i just don't"......"Don't 'Honey' Me slave....I guess I have to do every fucking thing around here!"....i was hurt and confused....there was nothing there....Q stood in front of me....over me....i was on my knees and hands....face close to the floor....desperately trying to see what, and where She was talking about....Her feet were planted wide apart....standing tall on those stiletto heels....those black stockings running the length of those great legs to the tops of Her thighs....Q squatted down....bending Her knees....legs spreading as She lowered Herself down....until Her bush was even with....and just inches away from my nose....She pointed one painted nail to the spot just below and between Her open legs....."Look right fucking there slave!".....and suddenly....my Wife....let loose with a stream of piss right onto the kitchen floor!....i was so shocked...all i could do was stare....the force of Q's pee hitting the floor caused some to splatter in little droplets onto Her shoes and my face....when a nice sized puddle had formed....Q stopped the flow....stood back up and placed Her hands on Her hips.....with tiny drops of piss running down my face....i looked from the puddle of my Wife's pee on the floor....up to Her beautiful face....She was a vision, a Goddess....in all Her Dominant glory....She smiled down at me in pure amusement..."See....I told you...you missed a spot!"

       (to be continued....)

 

   

Sunday Morning: Do You Want To Be My Toy?

i had just dried off from my shower this morning and was lathering up for a shave, when Q came into the bathroom with a fresh cup of coffee for me...sitting it down on the sink...She opened Her fluffy morning robe and hugged me from behind...i could feel Her bare breasts pressed against my skin...

"I really want to play with you today baby.....do you want to be My toy today?"......my penis was growing beneath the towel around my waist as i stammered out a hearty "oh hell yes....but how?".....She said, "I just got off the phone with Granma....and She'd love to take Her grandson for the day!"......

Q began kissing Her way down my back...undoing my towel as She sank to Her knees....my face and hands covered in shaving cream....i was still facing the mirror....unable to do anything but stand there trembling....knowing our son was just in the living room watching cartoons....i wasn't sure where this was going...She continued down until She was planting wet kisses all over my butt....Q reached between my legs to stroke my erection...with Her other hand She parted my ass cheeks....She wiggled Her tongue up and down the length of my crack before beginning to playfully flick the tip of Her tongue against my anus...She knows i find this so fucking sexy....it drives me crazy with lust....i am liable to commit crimes for Her if She asked while performing analingus on me...all the while She slowly stroked my penis from behind as if milking a cow....with a final little bite to one cheek of my bottom....and a substantial swat to the other....Q stood....fastened Her robe and said...."I'm going to check on our son and cook you a nice breakfast.....I'd kiss you but you got cream all over your face....love you babe!".....and with that She handed back my towel and left me standing in utter shock with a hardon and a thousand fantasies of what was to come later in the day....

Since flourishing in Her Dominant nature...Q has become so playful....so spontaneous...so creative....something as highly erotic as licking my ass, or giving me a blowjob, (some would say those acts are strictly submissive) She uses to exert Her complete control....and to Her profound advantage...and to WANT to cook breakfast for Her man...and to want me to be Her toy....whatever that entails for today....this is HER choice....HER....mood.....it's what pleases HER.....and i am blessed that what pleases Her....a great portion of the time.....is to bring me pleasure......whether it be playful.... painful.....teasing....all about femdom....whatever She chooses....and it is all done with affection...skill....and above all love...

After shaving, i went to the kitchen....patted Q on Her bottom....kissed Her....and asked if She needed any help with breakfast...."No babe I got it....", then sarcastically with a smirk on Her face She said, "Why don' t you go play on your computer....go on that blog and tell all those subbies that you'll have something really tasty for them to jerk-off to after I get through with you today!"


Well.....there you have it.....