Sarah called James early in the afternoon on night four of domination week to announce a change in plans. Instead of meeting up at home, they'd meet at a local bar, McMahon's, for drinks after work. She instructed him to leave his suit jacket and tie behind, but to bring his coat. Sarah didn't try to mask the note of mischief in her voice as she spoke to James.
Sarah arrived at the bar well ahead of the appointed time. She was already seated at the bar in her dark business suit sipping her second drink when James arrived. He put his arm on her shoulder and she turned in her seat and put her arm around his waist.
"Well, there you are darling," she said. "Shame on you for keeping me waiting."
"What? You said to be here at 6:30. It's 6:30 on the nose."
"Well then explain to me why I've been sitting here drinking alone."
"I can't argue with that logic."
"Best not to try, darling. Just take off your coat and have a drink with me." Sarah gestured the bartender over. When James started to order, she put her finger to his lips to shush him. "The gentleman will have a frozen strawberry margarita, no salt." The bartender left to make the drink. James started to protest, but stopped when Sarah gave him a sharp look.
"Quiet, darling. I'm in charge tonight, remember? We're going to be kissing later, and I don't want to taste any more of those awful Jack Daniel's and Cokes on you. I want you to taste sweet for me." The bartender set the drink down in front of James, and Sarah said to put it on her tab. James contemplated the concoction in front of him for a moment, making no move to take a drink from it.
"Come on, now, darling, drink up. It'll make you feel warm all over."
"It's frozen. It's not going to make me feel warm."
"Well, then, drink it, and I'll make you feel warm." James tipped it to his lips and drank some of the margarita. Sarah reached forward and hooked her finger in the top button of his shirt and pulled the shirt away from his body. She leaned forward and blew her hot breath inside his shirt. "See, I told you," she said, smiling at him. James shivered, then took another drink.
Sarah picked up her own drink and emptied her glass, then slapped it down on the bar.
"Put on your coat darling, and let's go and take a walk," she said.
James stood up and put on his coat. Sarah called the bartender over and paid the tab. She put her billfold back into her purse, and brought out her little surprise. She reached up and put her hands around James' neck and pulled him towards her for a kiss.
"Darling, do you know how much I love you?" she asked. She kissed him hard on the lips without waiting for an answer. At the same time, she put the collar on James' neck, and snapped it closed. Then she pulled her face away from him, smiling. James looked down to see what she had done.
"What are you doing?" he asked, fingering the collar.
"Letting everyone know that you belong to me." She reached into her purse again and brought out the leash, quickly hiding it in her lap so that only James could see it. "OK, hold still darling while I put this on," she said, grasping the clasp and bringing it up from her lap. James put his hand out to stop her.
"You're not going to put that thing on me in here, are you?"
"Yes, darling, I am. And if you fight me you'll only make things worse. Do you really want to call attention to what I'm doing?"
"No, but I do want you to wait until we get outside to put it on me."
"I'm going to do it now, darling, so I can lead you around. If you let me do it quickly, no one will even notice."
"Why do we have to do it in here?"
"Because I say so." James contemplated the situation for a moment. Then he meekly clasped his hands behind his back and stuck his neck out for her. Sarah quickly reached up and attached the leash, then slid her hand down front of James' chest, holding the leash against his shirt. To a casual observer, it would have looked like she was straightening his tie.
"There…now we're ready to go." Sarah hopped off the stool quickly and started for the door. James had to take several quick steps to catch up to her and prevent her from pulling the leash taught for everyone to see. Once they were out on the street, Sarah walked at a brisk pace and James struggled to keep up.
Sarah was holding the leash at waist level as they walked along. It looked to passersby as if they were just a couple walking down the street holding hands, until she nearly broke James' neck when she made a hard right turn at the corner and James kept going straight ahead. Sarah noticed a couple of people who saw the leash. One woman's eyes were large as saucers as she passed them, obviously believing the perverts were invading her neighborhood. Another woman gave her a conspiratorial wink as she passed, as if to say 'you go girl'.
They walked another three blocks, and finally came to a row of shops. Sarah slowed and began window-shopping. The stores were all displaying expensive lingerie. She continued looking, idly tugging on the leash as she walked along. She loved the look of her reflection in the glass, tugging her husband along as if he were her pet poodle.
They came to a store called 'Taboo Dreams', announcing itself in attention-grabbing neon lights. It advertised itself as a lingerie store and fetish boutique. The display window included mannequins of both sexes in various leather gear. Sarah admired the display for a moment, and walked through the front door with James in tow.
"Come on, darling. Let's do some shopping." Sarah said, pulling James along behind her into the shop. She smiled at the woman behind the counter. She looked to be in her mid forties, with long dark hair and lots of dark makeup around her eyes giving her an exotic look. She had a large chest, at least a DD cup. The plunging neckline of her leopard-spotted top gave a view of ample cleavage, and a glimpse of part of a tattoo that ended who knows where.
"Hi Sarah. How are you?"
"Hello Cassandra. I'm good. How are you? This is James, my husband. Remember, I told you about him."
"Yes, of course," she said, smiling at James. "Nice to meet you. I've heard so much about you."
James turned beet red, and Sarah exulted in his discomfort. She knew he was wondering at that moment just how much Sarah had confided to Cassandra. She watched as he tried in vain to hide the leash and collar by pulling his coat closed. James evidently hadn't caught on that they were in the very store where she had purchased them, and that Cassandra knew what was going on.
"So what are you two up to tonight?" Cassandra asked, smiling.
"I think I'm going to get a couple of those items we discussed the other day."
"Oh, really? OK, you know the way to the fetish boutique. Go in and have a look."
They walked through the door and into the fetish boutique. The difference was like night and day from the main part of the store where they had walked in. It was much darker, many of the items on display lit only by colored track lights in the ceiling. Half of one wall was filled with nothing but whips paddles and riding crops. A female mannequin in severe-looking leather and metal-studded garb stood guard.
Sarah walked over, picked out a whip, and drew it across the palm of her hand. "Maybe I should have used one of these on you darling."
"I think you did just fine with the riding crop."
Sarah put the whip back and picked up one of the large paddles. It was long and slender, made of wood with a handle wrapped in leather. The paddle had small perforations to help it fly through the air faster. Sarah picked it up and slapped it against the palm of her hand. She grinned evilly at James.
"You see, darling? It could have been much worse for you the other night."
"Thank god for small favors."
She put the paddle back and they looked around the place. Sarah marveled over the array of tight fitting leather pants and shorts for men. Some of them laced up instead of having zippers or snaps. She fingered the expensive leather, admiring it. She came close to James and reached under his coat to squeeze his ass.
"Oh, darling, you'd look so good in those tight shorts. I think you should try them on."
"You'd have to wedge me into those with a shoehorn." Sarah held them up in front of James, picturing in her mind how he would look. Just then Cassandra walked through the door.
"See anything you like?"
"Do you have any male models?'
"No, I'm sorry, we don't"
"Can my husband try something on?"
"Certainly. For those items, we just ask that you wear something underneath."
"That's great. Come on, darling, let's take these into the dressing room and try them on." Sarah handed James the leather shorts. He looked at her like she was crazy.
"Sarah, come on…" he pleaded.
"James, do what you're told." She took him by the arm and turned him, pointing him towards the back and the dressing room. She stood on her toes to whisper in his ear. "Or maybe you'd rather I buy one of those paddles…" Sarah gave a quick yank on the leash to punctuate her threat. She walked towards the dressing room and he meekly followed. They entered the dressing room together. Once inside, Sarah looped the leash handle around the doorknob.
"Darling, I need to go talk to Cassandra for a minute. Let me know when you have them on, so I can see them." She exited the small dressing room, leaving James holding the leather shorts, tied to the doorknob. He began awkwardly shedding his clothes.
A few minutes later, James poked his head out of the dressing room door to look around. Sarah was still speaking with Cassandra, and James had to call for her. She ignored him for a moment, making him call her three times, each time louder than before, and then acknowledged him.
Sarah stepped in the dressing room to look at James and took the leash from the doorknob. When she saw him, she couldn't help but giggle. He was standing in the form-fitting shorts, with his dark socks still on. Over it all, he had put his trench coat back on to cover himself. He opened the coat like a flasher for her to see the shorts, then quickly closed it again.
"Oh, darling…you look wonderful."
"I look ridiculous."
"How about if I call Cassandra and let her have the deciding vote?"
"You're not going to let anyone else see me like this, are you?"
"No, darling, relax. These are for my eyes only. I'm definitely going to buy them." She pressed her body against James and slid her hands under the coat to stroke his stomach and chest. She reached down and stroked his cock through the shorts, sliding her hand up and down slowly. She stood up on her toes and kissed him as she stroked him. James put his arms around her and pulled her close.
"All right now, darling. Take off your underwear and put your new shorts back on. Then you can get the full effect of the leather against your bare skin." Sarah dropped to her knees in front of James and tugged the leather shorts down to his ankles. Then she slid her thumbs into the waistband of his boxer shorts and slowly tugged them down to his thighs, releasing his semi-hard cock. It sprang up and was only inches from her face. She looked up at James and smiled.
"Oh, darling, I'd really love to have a taste of your cock before you get dressed again. Can I suck you a little? Just a little, please?" she said in a mock pleading voice, smiling up at him. She took his cock into her mouth without waiting for an answer, sucking gently and swirling her tongue around the head. She looked James in the eye as she sucked him. She felt him getting harder in her mouth and swallowed all of him, pressing her nose in his pubic hair and holding his entire length in her mouth. James moaned and his hands grabbed her head. She slid her wet warm mouth up and down on his cock two more times, then let it slip out. James moaned in frustration.
"Oh, please, darling, don't stop," he pleaded.
"Not now, darling," Sarah said, standing up and kissing his cheek. "But don't worry. I'll promise you'll get to cum later tonight." She had James step out of the shorts and remove his boxers and socks. Then he put the leather garment back on. Sarah pulled it up until it was snug in his crotch. She reached around to see how it fit his ass. It was tight there as well, with part of his fleshy cheeks spilling out of the material. Sarah gave him a light swat on the rump.
"Mmmm…perfect fit," she cooed. She reached into the shorts and adjusted his still-hard cock until it stood straight up and was smashed against his stomach by the tight-fitting material. Then she started to lace up the leather strings through the eyelets and pulled them tight. She could clearly see the outline of his cock in the shorts, sending a chill up her spine. She reached out and stroked it with the palm of her hand. She knew it was straining to pop free.
"Very nice darling. You were born to wear these. Oh, one more thing; I almost forgot." She pulled a small padlock from the pocket of her slacks. She used it to lock the top two eyelets on the shorts together, making it impossible for James to open the front of the shorts and take them off.
"There we go, snug as a bug in a rug." James tugged at the lock, then tried pulling the eyelets apart. He then realized he couldn't get out of the shorts until the lock was removed.
"Sarah, this is ridiculous. What if I have to go to the bathroom?"
"Well, then, you'll have to ask permission, darling."
"I have to ask you if I can go to the bathroom?"
"Oh, hush, darling. Don't act like a petulant little child. I've got good news for you. We're going to have a fashion show after all."
"I'm not giving anyone a show in these things."
"Oh, not you, darling. Cassandra's models are going to show us a few things. I'm thinking of making a couple of other purchases." Sarah grabbed James by the leash and opened the door to walk out. "Come on now, darling. You can leave your clothes in here until we're finished."
"I'm not going out there dressed like this."
"Of course you are, darling. But don't worry. No one will see you. It's only a few steps over to the viewing room. The models don't actually come in there. We watch them on a video monitor while we sit there all by ourselves."
"Sarah, I feel ridiculous enough just standing here in this thing. I'm not going out walking around this store like this." Sarah stepped towards James, and leaned up and kissed him forcefully on the lips, placing her hand on his cheek. She looked directly into his eyes.
"Darling, don't you trust me? Don't you know I wouldn't do anything to embarrass you or hurt you?"
"Yes, I know that."
"Well then, trust me on this. It'll be fun. Besides," she said, tugging on his leash. "I have the leash, and the key to your little padlock. So you don't have much say in the matter, now do you?" James looked down, shaking his head like he couldn't believe this was happening to him. He shrugged his shoulders, then gestured towards the door with his left hand and arm.
"Lead the way," he said.
Sarah pulled him out the door and to the left. They went through another door that led into a long hallway. James was swiveling his head around in all directions and cupping his hands in front of his crotch as they went in to the second door on the right. The room contained three comfortable-looking leather chairs with ottomans. They were in a semi-circle around a 31-inch television that sat in the middle of the room. The screen was blank.
"Go and have a seat, darling," Sarah said, releasing the leash. James went and sat in the second chair. Sarah went over to the door, where there was an intercom system on the wall. She pressed the button. "All right. We're ready for you to start." Then she walked over and turned on the television, sat down next to James, and grabbed the leash. She was idly tugging on it when the first model came into view on the screen.
She was a beautiful young brunette with a slender frame and large firm breasts that looked as if they might have been surgically enhanced. She was wearing a skin tight leather jump suit with a high collar that covered most of her neck but left her throat exposed and long sleeves that covered the entire length of her arms. The outfit included black fishnet stockings and thigh-high boots. She also happened to be sporting a glossy black 7-inch latex cock that jutted straight out from her body, bobbing gently as she walked. She took a few steps, stopped and faced the camera full front, then turned in profile and stood for a moment, then walked out of their view.
"What do you think of it, darling?" Sarah asked, looking at James.
"She looks good in that outfit, that's for sure."
"Not the outfit, darling. The cock. How did that cock look on her?"
"The cocks. That's what they're modeling?"
"Well, of course, darling. I'm thinking of buying one."
"I don't think any woman looks good with a penis. That's just the way I am, I guess."
"All right, I can see you're not going to be any help. I'll just have to pick one out for myself."
The next model came out. She had dark blonde hair and the same slender build as the first model. However, her breasts were much smaller. She was wearing a lavender teddy with black spaghetti straps, accessorized beautifully with a thick 8-inch purple rubber dildo in a black harness. It was larger than the first cock, but more flexible and it swayed and bobbed much more than the first one had done.
Sarah let go of the leash and grabbed James' thigh, squeezing it hard when she saw the cock. "That's a big one, isn't it darling?" she said, and laughed. Then she slid her hand up his thigh to his cock and rubbed it through the leather shorts. "But yours is just perfect."
The first model returned to the screen, still wearing the same outfit. This time however, she wore a smaller, slender cock that was dark pink. It shone in stark contrast to the dark leather, and looked like it might even glow in the dark.
"Aughhh, isn't that a cute one, darling?" Sarah said and smiled. She continued idly stroking James' cock as they watched. He was squirming in his chair as his cock tried to expand against the constricting material, causing some pain to go with the pleasure of being touched. She grabbed James' hand with her free hand, and pulled it towards her. She placed his hand on her thigh, then unzipped her slacks. She pulled James hand and shoved it under the waistband of her panties, pressing it against her pussy. She shuddered
"Feel how wet I am darling." Sarah pushed his hand further down until his fingers rested against her soaking wet slit. "Put your fingers in me darling," she whispered in a raspy breath. James slid two fingers into her wet pussy, and stroked her clit with his thumb. She moaned and spread her legs further apart.
"Oh, that' it, darling. Fuck me with your fingers." Meanwhile the blonde model had returned. She was modeling a realistic-looking flesh colored dildo, complete with a set of balls, veins, and a large flared head that was painted a shade of red just a little darker than the rest of the cock. James and Sarah continued masturbating each other as they watched the young blonde do her perverse runway model impersonation, turning this way and that so they could see the cock from every angle. Sarah pressed her hand to her crotch, pushing James' fingers even deeper into her steaming pussy, then pulled his hand out of her panties.
"That's the one I want darling," Sarah said, looking at the screen. "It looks exactly like a real one." She removed her hands from James' crotch and got up from the chair.
"I need to go talk to Cassandra for a moment, darling." She reached out and grabbed his leash. She wrapped the loop at the end of the leash around the metal portion of the chair's armrest, then snapped it closed. James was now attached to the chair.
"I'll be right back, darling. Don't go anywhere." Sarah walked out the door and closed it behind her, leaving James fuming and trapped in his chair.
Sarah returned a few minutes later and sat down in the chair without saying a word to James. She focused her attention on the TV screen, ignoring him.
"Well…what now?" James asked impatiently.
"Shhh, darling. They're going to model one more thing for us before we go. Watch." A moment later the slender blonde came on screen again, wearing the flesh-colored cock that Sarah had stated a preference for earlier. This time, something was wrapped around it.
"What's wrapped around that cock she's wearing?" James asked, straining towards the screen as far as the leash would allow him. "Is that part of the harness?"
"No, darling, that's a cock cage. Cassandra told me all about them. They're used for control, and sometimes for pain. You slide the cock through a metal tube, and the balls hang down through another metal tube. Then you close and lock it around the cock and balls and it prevents the person wearing it from getting an erection." Sarah grinned evilly at James as she said the last part. He looked absolutely stricken at the idea.
"They even have some they call 'ball stretchers' where the metal tube for the balls is really long, and stretches them out." Sarah could see James' face turning pale as he thought about being encased in one of the contraptions. She loved making him squirm this way.
"Are you going to buy one of those things?"
"I haven't decided yet. I might." James looked back at the TV screen, his eyes riveted on the cage being displayed. Sarah smiled to herself, then got up from her chair.
"OK, darling. Fashion show is over. It's time to get dressed and go." She freed James from the chair, and led him to the door with the leash. She opened it and walked into the hallway, then stepped back, bumping into James. She pushed him back into the room and followed him and closed the door. "Just a second, darling," she said, touching his bare chest. They heard the voices of two women as they walked past the door. One of them was giggling.
"Well, that was close, wasn't it darling?" she said, smiling at him. "You nearly did a fashion show for them." She opened the door and peeked out again. Seeing the coast was clear, she walked out with James in tow. They made it back to the dressing room without further incident. "Get dressed now darling while I go finish up my transactions with Cassandra. I'll be back in a few minutes and then we'll go home."
Sarah went to the front of the store and paid for her purchases. She and Cassandra had a short chat in hushed tones about how Sarah planned to use them. She gave Cassandra a quick hug and went back to collect James. He was fully dressed and pacing around the dressing room when she returned.
"All right, darling, off we go," she said, handing him the shopping bag. When he tried to peer inside to see what she had bought, she closed the bag and admonished him. "Now, darling, curiosity killed the cat. Don't spoil the surprise." She took up the leash and walked out, James following quickly behind.
They left the store and walked back the way they had come. Sarah didn't need to do any more shopping, so they didn't dawdle in front of any more windows. They returned to the bar where they had met, and walked past it up the street half a block to where Sarah was parked. She took the shopping bag and climbed into her car.
"Where are you parked, darling?" she asked, looking up at James.
"I'm around the block."
"All right, I'll leave you then. But hurry home," she said. She reached out and stroked his cock one last time, then closed the door. James went to the sidewalk and watched as she drove off. Then he went to his own car and drove home.
Sarah arrived home first and entered the house. She dropped her purse on the dresser and took her shopping bag into the closet and hid it in a suitcase stored there. She quickly shed her suit and shoes, leaving her in only a matching black lacy push-up bra and French-cut panties. She pulled a couple of items from her goody bag and put them on the dresser. Then she sat down on the bed to wait for James. He came through the door a few minutes later.
"Leave your coat and clothes out there, darling. You won't need them," she called out to him. "Don't forget to fold them up and leave them in a neat pile."
James entered the bedroom a few minutes later, clad only in the collar and leash and the padlocked leather shorts. 'My own personal slave', Sarah thought to herself and smiled. In that moment she was totally in love with James for letting her have her way. She stood up and took the leash in her hand. She guided James to the foot of the bed, then stopped to give him a long, sensual kiss. She ordered him to his knees and attached the leash to the foot rail.
Sarah stroked James' shoulders and slid her hands down his back, touching him lightly with her fingertips. She reached his ass and felt the new leather, cool to her touch, that sheathed him. She gave him a swat on the rump and bit his ear at the same time. James yelped and she stood up and backed away.
Sarah jumped onto the bed perpendicular to James, the entire length of her body stretched out in front of him as she lay on her side looking at him. She reached out with her hand and put her fingers to his lips. He kissed and licked her fingertips.
"Take them in your mouth, darling. Make them wet for me." James obediently sucked her fingers into his mouth and began licking them, coating them in his warm saliva. Sarah pulled them out of his mouth and placed them on her stomach just below her breasts. She propped one leg up in the air and slowly slid her wet fingers down her stomach. She slid her fingers inside her panties and touched her clit. She leaned back and moaned as she gently stroked herself with her index finger. Then she slid her index and middle fingers into her wet pussy, moaning again. She slid them in and out of herself several times before pulling her hand out of her panties.
"I bet you'd like to taste me, wouldn't you darling?" she said, holding her fingers a few inches from his face.
"Yes."
"What's the magic word, darling?"
"Please…"
"Please what?"
"Please let me taste your pussy, Sarah…"
"Mmmm…good boy," she said, presenting her fingers to James and brushing the wet digits back and forth across his lips. She knew James could taste and smell her arousal. She pushed her fingers into his mouth and he licked them clean.
Sarah was getting very horny now and needed stimulation. She sat up on the bed, and spread her legs wide in front of James' face. She reached behind her and unclasped her bra, then slid it free and threw it off to her left. She scooted forward on the bed until her breasts were mere inches from James' waiting lips. She grabbed him by his hair and held his head in place as she cupped her breast in her hand and very slowly brought her hard nipple to his lips.
"Suck on it darling. Very gently." James did as he was told, making an audible sucking sound as his lips wrapped around Sarah's nipple. She threw her head back and moaned. She exchanged the position of her hands then and brought her other breast to his lips for similar treatment.
"Now bite it, darling. Just a little. Not too hard." James used his teeth to apply just a bit of pressure to the engorged nipple, and Sarah gripped his hair even harder as an electric shock ran up her spine. She immediately brought his mouth to her other breast, and he bit that one as well. "Oh, yes," she moaned.
Sarah pushed James' head away from her breast and fell back on the bed. She put her feet on his shoulders, her legs spread in front of him.
"Take off my panties, darling," she said. Sarah felt his hands grab the waistband and lifted her hips. James slid her panties off her hips and over her thighs. He got them as far as her ankles but couldn't remove them with Sarah's feet on his shoulders. When Sarah felt the panties around her ankles, she lifted her feet. But before James could take them off, she locked her feet behind James' head, encasing his face in her black panties. James reached behind his neck to try to unlock her feet and tried to pull his head away.
"Stop fighting, darling," Sarah said sternly as she propped herself up on her elbows. "Smell them, James. Smell my panties and feel how wet they are. That's how aroused you made me tonight." James stopped fighting and inhaled deeply, taking in the aroma of Sarah's sexual excitement. When Sarah was satisfied, she unlocked her feet and brought them to rest on James' collarbone.
"Now you can take them off, darling. But do it with your teeth." She watched as James took the crotch of her panties in his teeth and tugged them until they slipped off her feet. Then he sat there, holding them in his mouth. Sarah reached up and snatched them away, throwing them off to the side.
"Mmmm…you know, darling, they would make a lovely gag. But I have another use for your mouth right now." Sarah slid down the bed until her knees were draped over James' shoulders. Then she used her legs to pull him towards her until his head was between her legs. She tangled his hair in her fingers and looked down at him.
"Lick my pussy, darling…lick it until I tell you to stop." She pulled his head to her bare snatch. James began licking her wet slit, sliding his tongue up and down the length of it. Sarah fell back on the bed and grabbed his head with her other hand now, pulling his deeper in to her crotch. His tongue was everywhere now, licking from her anus to her clit, then swirling around her clit for a moment, then starting the process all over again. Very soon she could feel an orgasm building inside her. Her hips were grinding against James' face as he continued licking her. Then she was cumming, her legs closing around James' head and trapping him at her crotch as her juices coated his face.
Her legs opened around James' head as her orgasm subsided. James slowed his ministrations with his tongue, just slowly licking her. She tugged his hair.
"I didn't tell you to stop, darling. Keep licking me."
He started licking her faster again, and Sarah could feel that little tickle deep in her womb that signaled that another orgasm was on the horizon, though still at a distance. She opened her legs as wide as she could and started slowly rolling her hips against James' face. She increased her speed as the orgasm approached closer and closer. As she was ready to cum again, she grabbed James head and pulled it into her pussy, feeling his nose against her opening. She was humping his face mercilessly as the orgasm swept over her, and she moaned and called out as she came all over his face once again. Sated for the moment, she pushed James away and lay there limp on the bed.
She cupped her hand over her mound as the last ripples of her orgasm swept through her body in small tremors. Then she lay there for a few moments, her hands resting on her stomach. Finally, she pushed herself up further on the bed, and rolled over onto her stomach. She stayed like that for a few minutes before looking back at James, still kneeling at the foot of the bed. She pulled her legs up until she was on he knees, then moved back until her ass was near James' face.
"My ass is still sore from last night, darling. Kiss it and lick it for me and make it feel better." She felt James kissing her cheeks gently, his tongue licking her as well. He covered the cheeks of her ass with butterfly kisses.
"That feels nice darling, but it's not where I'm sore. Lick my ass." There was a moment's hesitation, but just as she was about to turn and say something to her husband, she felt his broad wet tongue. He started by licking the small stretch of skin between her pussy and ass, then brought his tongue slowly up to lick her asshole. Sarah couldn't stop herself from moaning at the sensation. James repeated the motion over and over again, just gently licking her. She was tugging at the blanket with her teeth, and clutching it with her hands. Her hips started moving involuntarily in unison with the strokes of his tongue. She let this go on for several minutes until she couldn't take any more, then collapsed forward onto the bed.
She lay there for a few minutes, nearly falling asleep, before she got off the bed. She unhooked James' leash, and tugged on it.
"OK, darling. Get up on the bed and on your back. Up by the headboard." James slid up the bed and rolled onto his back. Just as he expected, Sarah reattached the leash to the headboard. Then she lay down on top of him. Sarah kissed James hard on the lips and brought his arms up around her. He hugged her tightly as she continued kissing him. She tasted herself on his lips and tongue. She started sliding her hips up and down his hard cock, still trapped inside the leather pants. She loved the feeling of the leather against her bare pussy. She also loved teasing James mercilessly. She was also getting horny again.
"Oh, baby, I need you inside me for a minute," she whispered against his lips. "But I guess we need to get these off you first," she said, cupping James' balls through the shorts and causing him to moan. She jumped off the bed and ran over to the dresser and began rifling through her purse.
"Now, where did I put that key? I hope I didn't leave it at the shop," she said smiling to herself as she fished the key from her purse. "I hope it didn't fall out of my purse on the way home." She pretended to keep looking for it even though she had it in her hand. Though her back was to James, she could picture the rising panic on his face at the thought of not being able to unlock his constricting garment. Finally, she held it up, turning triumphantly back to James. She grabbed the cock ring she had left on the dresser earlier and jumped back on the bed.
She slid her hand up his thigh and brushed the underside of his scrotum with her fingertips, causing him to squirm. She brought her face to his crotch and sucked his erection through the leather. Then she blew her hot breath where she knew the head of his cock was encased.
"Oh, baby, it looks so good. Can I take it out and suck it for a minute?"
"Oh, yes…"
Sarah inserted the small key in the padlock holding the shorts on and turned it. The lock opened and she took it off. Then she slowly began unlacing the leather laces so she could open the shorts. When she finished, she could just see the head of James' cock poking over the opening. She tried pulling the shorts down. Even when James lifted his hips, however, the shorts wouldn't budge. It was only after James lent both his hands to the effort that they were able to slide the shorts off his hips and over his thighs. Sarah pulled them off his legs and threw them on the floor.
Now James' half-erect cock was fully exposed to her view. She took a deep breath and took in the intoxicating aroma of his male musk mixed with the smell of the leather. It made her whole body tingle. She lay her head on James' stomach and her hand on his thigh and just looked at it for a moment.
"Mmm…darling, it looks wonderful. Good enough to eat."
"Please, Sarah…"
Sarah took his cock in her hand and held it straight up. James lifted his hips as she slowly stroked up and down on the shaft. She bent her head down and began licking his balls and pushing them around with the tip of her tongue. James was moaning loudly. Then she slid her lips along the underside of his cock until she reached the head. She took him in her mouth and sucked hard, taking as much down her throat as she could. An explosive moan came from James' mouth and he grabbed the back of Sarah's head. She started slowly bobbing her head up and down on his cock. At the same time, she used her hands to put the cock ring in place, and secured it with the snap. She slid he mouth off his cock, and James' manhood slapped wetly against his stomach. She moved up the bed and lifted her leg and straddled his hips.
"Oh, darling, I have to have your huge cock inside me for a minute."
"Why did you put the cock ring on?"
"That's just so you don't cum until I tell you to," she said, and kissed him. "But don't worry, darling. Tonight, you do get to cum." Sarah reached between her legs and guided James' hard cock to the opening of her pussy. She could feel her juices sliding down onto his cock before she even slid him inside her. She put the head to her pussy lips, then very slowly slid down on his throbbing cock. She grabbed his head in her hands as he filled her. James wrapped his arms around her shoulders and pulled her closer.
Sarah moved her hips up and down on James' cock, sliding up until just the head remained inside her, then sliding down until her clit was rubbing against his pubic hair. She felt her orgasm approaching once again, and started picking up speed. She grabbed James' shoulders for leverage and started moving really fast.
"Oh, darling, I'm going to cum on your cock. Oh, now, baby, now James…" She impaled herself to the hilt on his cock and bit into his shoulder as her orgasm swept her away. She didn't move or make a sound as she surrendered to the intense feeling of cumming with him filling her pussy. James was the one who cried out, from the pain of being bitten. Sarah relaxed after a moment, and planted a soft wet kiss on the spot she had bitten. Then she kissed James on the neck and looked up at him.
"Well, someone has earned his keep tonight," she said, smiling. She slid off him and lay down next to him, putting her head on his shoulder. James put his arm around her shoulder. She stroked his stomach with her hand, and kissed his collarbone. She continued stroking just out of reach of his cock for a few minutes. Then she slid her hand down and unhooked the cock ring and laid it on the bed. She cupped his balls in her hand, eliciting a groan from James, then slid her hand up and started slowly stroking his cock. James was quiet, but she could feel his breathing increase.
"You know, darling, there's something I've been meaning to talk to you about," she said, looking up at him. "I just hate it that you won't even kiss me after I've sucked your cock and swallowed your cum. I mean, I always kiss you after you've eaten me. But you won't even give me a peck on the lips after I've sucked you. We have to get you over your aversion. It really does taste wonderful you know, once you get used to it."
"I don't think I like where this is going," James said.
"This is serious, darling. I want you to taste your cum and get used to it so you don't treat me like I have the plague after I've sucked you."
"That's something I really don't want to do."
Sarah squeezed James' cock as hard as she could, and James sucked in his breath in pain. She held on and propped herself up on her elbow to look down into his face.
"I'm in charge, and I say you will," she said in a stern voice. Sarah knew that there was actually no way she could force James to do this thing. He would have to agree, and she wasn't sure he would. She maintained her death grip on his cock and looked into his eyes. Finally, he looked away.
"All right…all right," he said. Sarah released her grip on his penis and kissed his cheek.
"Thank you darling," she said. "Now, here's how we'll do it. Bring your legs up over your head." She reached down and grabbed his calf and pulled up. James resisted the movement.
"Hold on, now. I'm not that flexible, you know," he said.
"It'll be easy, darling. Just put your legs up over your head, and hook your ankles under the head rail. That'll hold you in place, and your cock will be right over your face."
"You've got it all figured out, huh?"
"Yes, I do. Now come on." Sarah grabbed his calf again and pulled it up. James cooperated this time and brought his legs up over his head. With Sarah's help, he hooked his ankles in place. Looking up, he saw his cock pointed down directly at his face. Sarah hopped up off the bed and ran to the dresser. She grabbed the bottle of lube and jumped back on the bed. She squirted it out into the palm of her hand and coated both hands with it by rubbing them together.
"Now comes the fun part for you, darling," she said, smiling down at him. She grasped the shaft of his cock and began slowly pumping up and down. With her other hand she stroked his balls. James was flexing his legs, making his hips move up and down, and moaning. Sarah kept pumping and brought a lubed finger to his anus. She rimmed his asshole with her finger while she kept jerking off his cock.
"Let me know when you're going to cum, darling. I want to watch it." Sarah began moving her hand faster on James' shaft, occasionally rubbing the palm of her hand over the head of his cock. She could feel him growing in her hand, and saw the head growing an angry red. She knew he wasn't far off from shooting his load.
"I'm going to cum, Sarah…I'm close," he hissed. She continued stroking him.
"Oh, yes, darling, cum for me," she said, her voice excited and breathless. "Open your mouth, now, darling. Open your mouth and taste your cum."
James let out a loud moan, and kept his mouth open. Sarah could feel his cock pulsing and then the first load of sperm shot out of his cock. Most of it went in James' mouth, with some hitting his lips. As he closed his mouth to swallow, more cum hit his lips. Then it dribbled out of his cock and onto his chin and cheeks in long strands, starting to drip down onto his neck. He opened his mouth again and caught and swallowed more of his cum. He shot several loads of his semen, and when he finished his face was a gooey white mess.
It was more exciting for Sarah than she had even imagined. She quickly unhooked James' ankles and brought his legs down to the bed. Then she jumped on him and straddled him. Bringing her face to his, she kissed him hard, forcing her tongue into his mouth, and sharing more of his cum with him. She held James' head in her hands and licked the cum from his face, then kissed him over and over to share it with him. She was so excited that she reached between her legs and slid his softening cock into her hot pussy. She came almost immediately.
She continued to kiss him passionately and hump his dying prick for several minutes, until she had cleaned nearly all of James' sperm from his face. She pulled her face back and looked down at him.
"Oh, god, darling…that was so incredible. I loved watching you swallow your own cum like that."
"I'm glad one of us enjoyed it."
"Ohhh, darling," she said in a sympathetic tone and hugged him. "At least now you know what your cum tastes like, and that it won't kill you. Remember that after I give you your next world class blow job."
"Don't worry. That's not something I'm going to forget any time soon," James said. Sarah slid off him and lay down next to him with her head on his shoulder. He put his arm around her, and she laid her hand on his chest. They lay there that way silently for several minutes, Sarah listening to James' heart beating. When James spoke again, his voice sounded dreamy, as though he were near sleep.
"This was quite a night, wasn't it?" he said.
"Yes, darling. It was wonderful."
"We've sort of taken things beyond the bedroom though, haven't we?"
"Yes. We seem to have gone public." Sarah said, smiling into James' shoulder and gently biting him.
"How far do you want our little game to go?"
"I say we keep going until one of us says 'when'."
