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Femdom story - Carly's Demands

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Let me explain myself: I am a happily married man with a gorgeous wife named Carly. She is beautiful, and she brings me great satisfaction, so I have no business complaining. But Carlys demands on me escalated over the last year and became unreasonable, in my humble opinion. Let me give you an example. First, I spend most of the time on weekends nude, at her insistence, in our upscale suburban home near Chicago. Thats fine with me I like being naked before her, whether shes dressed or not. She keeps me tied while Im naked, virtually all the time. Most often she has my wrists bound together and tied to a ceiling hook, so she can have her way with me and I cannot run away, fight back, or protect myself from whatever she might do to me.

 

I agree that this too is fair, because she owns me and can do with me what she likes. The problem is that she often has me suspended by my wrists for long periods of time, with my feet off the ground. Because I weight in 185 pounds, this is excruciating on my arms and body.

 

Carly says she needs to suspend me this way to feel in total control and to see my look of agony as she whips me while Im hanging by my wrists.

 

One time, when she was whipping me suspended, she got a call on her cell phone from her girlfriend Sally, an attractive blonde neighbor who like Carly is in her 30s. Carly continued whipping me as she talked with Sally about their manicure appointments, but then she left for her appointment without remembering to take me down! It wasnt until the two of them came back to the house that Sally found me and let me down (but only, I should add, after giving me a few lashes with Carlys single tail). I believe that this practice is potentially going to damage my body and thus hurt Carlys property.

 

Or consider Carlys other favorite position to put me in, spread-eagle on my back on top of her bed, with my arms and legs bound fast to the four bedposts.

 

Thats good it allows her either to whip me as Im stretched nude and helpless, or to mount me or straddle my face with her legs and command me to lick her pussy for hours on end if she pleases.

 

She does that so often that I have her clitoris and labia fully memorized my tongue can immediately recognize her taste and the shape and softness of her clit and her folds. Whats unreasonable to me is her new escalation in which she whips me at the same time that I am eating her out, commanding me to lick her clitoris in rhythm with the single tail whip she is lashing against my legs, stomach, cock, and balls.

And thats not all as I am nearly suffocating under her cunt, she has attached clothespins to my nipples and a clothesline rope tied tight around my cock and balls that she yanks on hard at random moments between whip lashes and licks. But the clincher came last week when she added an electrified wire around my cock and balls that gives out severe shocks when she presses a button on her whip handle. The first time she used it she was yanking on the cock rope while thrashing me with the whip and pressing the shock button all at the same time as I thrust my tongue as deeply as I could into her cunt in time with the lashing.

 

Fortunately, Sally again called on Carlys cell phone again during this torment, and while she took the call she had to drop the cockrope. This reduced my torture merely to the whipping and the severe electrical shocks as I licked her as she talked to Sally. Im sure Sally heard my cries of anguish clearly on her end of the line.

 

I tried to talk Carly into being more moderate with me, but to no avail. Rarely does she listen, and if she does, she tires of it after a while and tapes my mouth shut to silence me so she can torture me in peace and quiet.

 

One day she had me staked out spread eagle in our large back yard, with my wrists and ankle tied to large tent stakes in the mowed grass. I pleaded with her to take me indoors so we wouldnt be seen by neighbors. Carly listened for a while and then face-sat me facing forward, pushing her pussy into my face so hard I could not breath.

  

Nothing excites Carly more than torturing a naked, bound man who is trying his best to give her an orgasm! I squirmed and struggled and then started to writhe as I was being suffocated by her femininity. The writhing was to no avail as she commanded me to tongue her vagina deeply and reaching back past my erection began squeezing my testicles if I didnt lick and suck with all my might. She continued to face- sit me, grinding her pussy into my nose, until I passed out after giving her multiple orgasms.

 

Then she did CPR on me, telling me to hurry back to consciousness because she wanted to sit back on my face again.

 

My best hope came when Sally came over to visit and I asked if she might mediate our dispute. Carly had me tied face up over a bench in our living room, where I had been eating her out from below until she climbed off and went upstairs for a hot bath.

 

Sally came in through the unlocked door, although she has a key she is free to use at any time. Finding me tied to the bench with a huge erection, she called out for Carly. Carly called back from upstairs that shed be down in a half hour or so and for Sally to make herself at home. Sally wasted no time shedding her jeans and top she rarely wore a bra and was soon face-sitting me herself, but softly, with her pink panties on as she cupped and squeezed my testicles.

 

I found her clit through her panties and gave her several orgasms as she rocked on me gently. Pulling her panties to one side with my lips, I sucked on her labia, putting them between my tongue and teeth. The feel of her clit and her labia was so different from Carlys that it was like a whole new experience.

I was begging for her to mount and fuck me from above, to allow me to have an orgasm, but Sally was not in the mood that day to give me any release. Then I began telling Sally, as best I could with her ass smothering my mouth, about Carlys recent excesses. She became aroused just hearing my description of Carlys cruelty and had me suck her to a few more orgasms as she ground away on my face, nearly breaking my nose with her thrusting pelvic bone.

 

But she did appear to listen to my complaints with interest and at least some degree of sympathy.

 

When Carly finally came downstairs, with just a towel around her head but otherwise stark naked, Sally had already slipped her jeans and top back on. Carly got herself a cup of coffee and then came and sat on the bench that is, sat on me, crossing her legs and sipping her coffee as she chatted with Sally.

 

Moving closer to the bench and toying with my stiff erection, Sally said, "Chris here loves you a lot, Carly, and he loves serving and worshipping you. But do you think that maybe youre getting a bit rough with him lately?" Sally wobbled my stiff cock from side to side as she asked her question.

 

The question caught Carly off guard, but she handled it gracefully, saying that perhaps she had been, and she would think about lightening up her treatment of me in the future. When Sally left soon to go to her exercise class, I paid the price for my speaking with Sally. Still dressed in only a towel wrapped around her hair, Carly picked up her crop and towered over me and I lay helplessly bound to the bench. Whip, whip, whip Carly began thrashing me with the crop, saying "Ill teach you to go talking behind my back, you little cuntlicker!" Her whipping was so severe, especially on my erection, that I began to cry in pain, so Carly taped my mouth shut with duct tape and whipped me severely for about 15 minutes more. Her full breasts bounced and her long black curls flew with every lash of her crop.

 

She then left for her own exercise class, leaving me bound to the bench, mouth taped shut, and covered with welts and tears. When Sally came back to the house later with her younger sister Kate, they untied me and let me clean myself up with a shower. Kate had heard about me and about Carlys total domination of me, but we had never met. I dont think she knew that her sister had occasionally dominated me as well, but somehow I sensed that Kate liked me, and that although she too might enjoy whipping me, she also wanted to look out for my safety. Still, they knew better than to leave me clothed or unbound when they departed. So after struggling with me and forcing me to the floor, they left me with my hands cuffed behind my back using a pair of Kates police cuffs.

 

Unbeknownst to any of us, the key that Kate left behind for Carly to unlock me with was the wrong key. Kate was always careless with things of that sort, even when a males welfare was in jeopardy. By the time Carly got back and discovered the problem, she was unable to reach Kate on her cell phone. Thus, I spent the next 24 hours with my hands cuffed behind me in tight, metal handcuffs. Carly was not pleased, as she had other plans for using my body that night; nor was Sally happy with her sister.

 

The next morning, Sally drove Kate by with the handcuff key and Carly unlocked my cuffed wrists. I shook the pain out of my arms and wrists and celebrated my freedom of movement, but not for long Carly put leather restraints on my wrists and hooked them to a ceiling chain in the den. Turning a crank handle on her wall, the chain raised up toward the ceiling until I was standing before the three women, nude, bound at the wrists, and standing just barely on my tiptoes. Sally was unaware that Carly had punished me severely for complaining to her about my treatment, and so she raised the issue again, thinking that Kate might be interested. I was pleased that there might now be two women in the room who would take my side in this case, but I was also terrified of Carlys furor when the two of them left and I was the sole prisoner of Carly. "Kate, I was telling Carly that she might be punishing Chris just a little bit hard, leaving him hanging by the wrists over night and so forth. What do you think?" Carly cast a fleeting angry glance at Chris before she turned and smiled sweetly toward Kate.

"Well, if you beat Chris too hard, he may just fail on you and youd have to get rid of him or destroy him. Maybe the occasional severe whipping is in order, but I think you need to pace him if hes going to last and give you pleasure." "Thanks for that advice, Kate. Your sister told me the same thing yesterday, and I have decided to go light on Chris, at least for a while. For example, just last night when I put him handcuffed into his cage in my bedroom, I let him suck on my tits for several minutes and then put some fresh water in his bowl." "Is that true, Chris?" Sally asked me as I balanced on my tiptoes with my wrists chained the ceiling.

  

Now I faced a choice: to tell the truth that Carly was a liar and risk even more severe punishment when Sally and Kate left; or to confirm Carlys lie and hope that this might appease her. She was already so angry, both at me and at Sally and Kate, that she was going to be vicious with me either way, so I decided to throw myself on the mercies of Sally and Kate. "No, Carly is lying. She didnt let me suck her breasts or give me water. What she did was take my hands that were cuffed behind my back and tie them to this ceiling chain. Then she raised my arms painfully toward the ceiling while she whipped me and then raped me with a strap-on. And then she left me standing there that way all night!"

 

Carly tried to cover herself with a laugh, saying, "Chris, you have such an imagination. Thats just what you wanted me to do to you, just your little fantasy. Now I think weve heard about enough from you," she said as she taped my mouth shut. "Now Chris has some work to do around the house for me, but why dont you two girls come back again for a visit tomorrow?" Sally seemed content with this, but Kate had her doubts. She sensed that Carly was lying and resolved to try to free me from her control, whenever she could make that happen.

 

As Sally and Kate hopped into Sallys convertible and drove off, Carly came back and stared me in the face as I hung by my wrists. "Youve made a severe mistake with that little stunt, Chris, and now youre going to experience severe punishment." Carly walked slowly over to the wall crank and raised me up two feet off the floor, to a point where my erection, now massive, was at the level of her face. She ran her sharp nails down my back and ass as I trembled, and she took my cock into her mouth and slowly bit down on it with her teeth, harder and harder, puncturing the skin.

 

Then she brought over a step stool. Briefly, and foolishly, I thought she might be about to let me down or at least let me stand on one of the steps. She kicked off her shoes and stepped out of her shorts. Pulling off her top and bra, she slid down her panties and stood before me naked, her cunt dripping with anticipation of what she had in store for me. She looped a self-tightening dog collar around my neck, pulling the chain straight down my back, choking me as she tugged it downward. Climbing the stepstool, she wrapped her arms around my neck. She then dove off the stepstool, wrapping her legs around my middle as she plunged her pussy down over my erection.

 

With all her weight now off the stepstool and onto my hanging nude body, Carly kicked the stepstool away as we swung together. My hard cock thrust deep in her cunt and our combined weight pulled with enormous ferocity on my arms and wrists. She swung pumping me, an incredible fuck she was giving, all the while pulling downward on my neck chain as hard as she could. I realized she was suffocating me, probably because she was afraid the pain in my arms would cause me to lose my erection but knowing too that suffocation sustains an erection in a man. She pumped and pumped, achieving orgasm after orgasm, all the while telling me that if I were to come, she would simply strangle me then and there. After a half dozen or so more orgasms, she climbed off and slid down me. Mopping the perspiration off her slim body gleaming with perspiration, she picked up her bullwhip. Then began the fiercest flagellation I have ever suffered at the hands of a woman,

 

a head to toe bullwhipping that left me fully striped, bleeding, and unconscious.

 

I simply hung, nude bound and whipped. Carly, in a near reverie of orgasmic exhaustion, poured herself into her soft bed and drifted into a deep sleep.

 

In an hour or so I regained consciousness. My welts had spread into a continuous sheet of red and my arms had lost any feeling as I hung by my wrists. My mouth was still taped shut. Over in the corner I saw the electrical unit that Carly used to deliver shocks to my nipples and balls, and I thanked heavens she had not attached that unit to me before she went upstairs. Peering down I could see blood spots on the floor, but not in amounts that were life threatening. I wondered when Carly would awake, and if when she did she would release me or merely pick up where she left off with her whipping and raping me as I hung helpless before her.

 

As I pondered this question, I heard the doorknob turn silently and saw Kate enter. She put her finger to her mouth as if to tell me to keep quiet, possibly not noticing that my mouth was taped shut. She had come to rescue me from Carly and her brutality. Ever so softly she brought over the stool and had me put my feet on it. Climbing up herself, she stroked my back and ass, sympathizing with the pain she knew I had endured. As we stood together on the stepstool for a long time together, I realized that the brown-haired Kate not in any hurry to release me. Instead she was allowing her hands to roam over my ass, and then over my cock and balls. My cock responded to her touch, growing into a firm erection.

 

She removed the tape from my mouth and kissed me deeply on the mouth, plunging her tongue into my mouth as she rolled my testicles between her fingers. She seemed to be deciding whether to release me or to have her way with me right then and there.

 

Eventually Kate untied my wrist restraints from the ceiling chain and let me down. As we headed toward the door, she stopped me and removed the restraints from my wrists. I heaved a sigh of relief, that at long last I would enjoy some freedom. That did not last long, however, as Kate retrieved her police cuffs from her purse and clicked them on to one of my wrists, pulled my other wrist behind my back and clicked on the second cuff. Then she reapplied the duct tape to my mouth and led me out to her convertible. As she strapped me into the passenger seat and we drove off in the night, my mind raced with possibilities. Where would Kate be taking me - to her house, or to Sallys? What would they be doing with me? Why had Kate just re-cuffed me if she wanted me to be free? And how long would it be until Carly learned that I had been kidnapped and came looking for me? Kates arm reached across the gearshift and reached my cock and balls. Squeezing gently at first then but then much harder, she said, "Dont look so worried, Chris. Sally and I are going to take good care of you"

  

Twenty minutes later, I had my doubts. Kate was so surging with lust that she couldnt even wait until she got me home, so she pulled off by the side of the road, led me into the trees, bound me to one, and then lashed me repeatedly as she massaged her clitoris with her free hand. Meet the new boss, same as the old boss ...

  

 

                                 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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