Date: Mon, 4 Sep 2006 18:30:11 +0100 (BST)
From: WILL OBE <will.obe@btinternet.com>
Subject: OBEYING MY HUSBAND 15

My husband is insatiable, but I suppose it is my wedding night so I should
not be surprised at him fucking me several more times throughout the
night. And I just love waking up to find his enormous endowment buried in
my boy cunt pumping away like a steam engine. I comfort myself that he has
chosen me to be his male wife. He has my legs up and is fucking me again
and twisting my nipples when Roxy arrives in the morning with breakfast on
a tray. I'm quite amazed how Sir doesn't turn a hair about Roxy finding me
being fucked. And Roxy seems to take it all for granted. When Sir pulls out
and sits down in a chair, Roxy kneels down and sucks his cock clean. A
moment later before I have time to lower my legs, Roxy's mouth is fixed on
my anus sucking out and licking me clean.

After we breakfast together Sir indicates for me to come and kneel between
his thighs.

"I want you to prove your obedience to me Matt. You may not like it, but if
you love me as a wife should, you will agree."

"You don't need to ask me Sir. I'll do anything you want."

"Okay, take my penis into your mouth."

Only too eager to get my lips around that wonderful purple knob even though
his cock is hanging slack I obey without hesitation. Even soft I love the
feel of his love flesh inside my mouth.

"Hold still sweetheart. Wait."

His cock moves slightly and I feel a stream of hot piss entering my
mouth. I swallow and swallow. It's my husband's sweet tasting piss and he's
giving it to me. Quite a new wonderful sensation I wasn't quite ready for
and some seeps out from the sides of my mouth, dribbling on to the
carpet. Eventually the flow stops and I look up at Sir hoping he's
pleased. He's scowling.

"Clean up the mess he's made Roxy. And you sweetheart need to be
punished. Get over my knees."

A punishment or a reward? Draping myself over Sir's knee I can see Roxy
watching as he cleans the carpet. Sir's hand slams down on my already red
ass and he's pulling no punched this time. Even so, as I start sobbing, the
pleasure is there for me in being controlled by my man. Will he want to
fuck my rosy bottom? I need a piss desperately. He ends the spanking.

"Thank you Sir. May I go for a piss Sir?"

"Off you go."

I dash to my bathroom, sit down and empty my bladder. My bowels open of
their own accord and I look up, worried the smell might carry to the living
room. Sir and Roxy are standing in the doorway.

"What are you doing Matt? Can I smell something?"

"Yes Sir. I'm sorry Sir."

"Have you finished?"

"Wipe him clean Roxy."

Roxy leans me forward so he can wipe my ass clean. I'm really embarrassed
at him doing it in front of Sir. When he's finished, he pulls me to my feet
and flushes the toilet. My prick is bobbing erect. Sir is on his mobile.

"Fletch? Get up here to my wife's bathroom and bring a collar and leash."

Replacing the mobile in his bathrobe pocket he takes hold of my nipples and
squeezes them hard until my eyes water.

"You don't do anything without my permission Matt. A piss I agreed to,
nothing else."

"I'm sorry Sir."

"Being sorry isn't enough boy. You'll have to be taught the hard way. And I
want these tits to be worked on until they're longer, more like teats. You
understand?"

"Yes Sir."

Sir pulls me by my prick out into the corridor. Fletch arrives shirtless,
but wearing riding breeches and boots. He's carrying a thick leather collar
he fastens around my neck and then attaches a leash.

"Take him to the stables Fletch, hang some weight on his tits and give him
a good strapping. Then put him to work with Mano. We'll see if my lapdog
can be taught manners."

Fletch makes me go all the way on my hands and knees, pulling on the leash
if I slow down. In the stables I spot Mano naked clearing out straw from
the stalls.  Fletch stands me facing into an empty stall and pulls my
wrists apart to tie with rope to the top opposite corners. He kicks my legs
wide apart and ties my ankles to the lower corners of the stall. The stable
stinks more than my own shit and my feet are standing in two inches of
muck. Fletch brings two heavy grips and attaches them to my nipples. I
scream out in agony.

"Don't be such a baby. If you can't bear them, let me give you something
else."

I watch as Fletch slowly pulls his thick belt through the loops of his
breeches. He moves behind me and runs his hands over my naked backside and
then delivers the first hard stroke. I yell out loud, the tit grips
forgotten.

"That's right girlyboy, yell and scream as much as you like. I love to hear
it. Only nine more to come."

I hear the whistle of the belt through the air before it slams across my
arse. And I do scream out at the top of my lungs as each stroke cracks onto
my flesh. This is no pleasure, but my prick remains hard. Lash ten and it's
finished. I hang there thinking. This was punishment ordered by Sir, my
darling husband. I must have deserved it for being disobedient. I become
aware of someone sucking on my rigid prick. Looking down I see Mano looking
up at me grinning and then feel his finger between my legs starting to
finger fuck my anus. I worry that his finger is not clean. Fletch unties my
wrists and ankles.

"Down on your hands and knees lapdog. Let Mano play with you."

My hands and knees are deep in filth as Mano continues to suck eagerly on
my prick. He levers me over onto my back into the cold slush of stable
dirt. My hair is in the muck and I feel splashes of it over my face and
body. Mano reverse's his position and carries on blowing me while thrusting
his own dirt encrusted cock into my mouth. I take it down my throat and
suck. Fletch lashes Mano's ass.

"Go on Mano. Show the lapdog what it means to be a stable bitch. The
Master's not around to object."

Mano removes his cock from my mouth, easily turns me over, pulls me back
onto my hands and knees and thrust his cock up my ass. I can feel his dirty
hands on my back, then slapping my sore bum cheeks in turn.

"Take it lapdog. You're my bitch now, aren't you? Tell me bitch?"

"Yes, I'm you're bitch Mano."

"Tell me you want me to breed you bitch."

"Breed me Mano please... fuck me... fuck me harder... hard."

My prick shoots spunk over the muddy floor as I feel Mano unloading his
hard spurts into me. He drops down on my back and we both wallow in the
stable filth. I look up to see Fletch with his big cock hanging out of his
flies. He starts to piss over his two dogs, then crouches so he can aim at
my face.

"Open up bitch."

He aims his flow of piss directly into my mouth and I have to keep
swallowing in great gulps until he finishes and jiggles the last few drops
over my face. Mano climbs off me and with the encouragement of Fletch's
belt on his ass goes back to work cleaning out another stall. I lie there
in the muck afraid to move until instructed. Eventually, Fletch pulls on my
leash and leads me out of the stables on hands and knees. He takes off the
leash and exchanges it for a length of chain fastened to a post on a grassy
area nearby. As he walks away I sit down and look at and smell my filthy
naked body, legs and arms.


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