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Tonight is a good night. Tonight, I play with t and m for the first time. They are a cuckold couple, and both of them are submissive.

I have had the pleasure to see how much t wants to serve: she is not just a submissive it is clear to me that she is a slave. She is adorable too; the first in-person meeting we had after talking to one another was in the evening in a mall. I have her sit facing me in a modified Nadu position, allowing her to be sitting with her knees unfolded but with her palms up on her knees and her legs spread open. Her dress is long enough to hide her shaved cunt from view as she is not wearing underwear to meet with me, as I ordered her. Through our conversation, we are discussing her submissive side, her cuckold husband, m, and I am studying her consent list and making comments, asking questions about her previous uses. Many of my words are pleasantly making her ache, seeing how her breathing accelerates and how often her eyes betrays her needs and wants. I know that through our conversation, I have made her very aroused; the wet spot she left on the seat she was using on as we go to her car is only confirmation. We sit in her car in the dark and empty parking lot. I take control.

“Raise your dress so I can see your cunt.”

I am pleased to see her clean-shaven pussy. Not that I am surprised, I instructed her to shave before presenting herself to me.

“Open your cunt and finger yourself.”

Her fingers glide in very smoothly. She starts to moan.

“You will answer to slave. It is obvious to me that you are a slave; you need to serve and offer yourself to please. Do you understand what this means?”

Her answer is simple. “Yes, Master,” I smile. The proper address is always pleasant and confirms my understanding of her.

“Your holes are mine to use as I please. Your husband, m, will answer to cuck. I will come to the two of you in three days. In the meanwhile, every evening, you will wear a butt plug, and you will fuck yourself to orgasm, cumming using a dildo only after edging at least twice each time.”

I open the backpack I was carrying and show her a 1-inch wide butt plug and an 8 inches long, 1-inch wide dildo.

“You will do this in front of cuck. He is to clean you up and the dildo each time. You will do this three times per night. Is this understood, slave?”

Her whimpers and moans of need are very raw now, but she answers, “Yes, Master.”

I release her with a “cum,” and she surrenders to her pleasure at my command. She shakes in her seat through a powerful orgasm. As expected, she needs to please, even in her orgasms. I smile and reward her with a “Good girl,” and give her a few seconds to recompose herself. When she is ready, she awaits my next instructions. She wants to offer herself here and now, it is obvious, but I am the one in control.

“I will see you in three days. Is this understood, slave?”

“Yes, Master.”

I leave the toys on the seat, and as I walk out of her car. Tonight was a means to better understand how to best bring her to sub-space. It is not their first cuckold experience, and I have enjoyed submissive cuckold couples in the past, and it is always a rare pleasure to take the cuck’s wife in front of him, humiliate him as she moans with her face next to his.

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It has been three days. I know that she is in need. She has followed my instructions and has given herself three orgasms per evening in front of cuck. Each time, she sends me a thank you email as well as a confirmation that cuck licked the dildo and did clean her pussy with his tongue deep in her. After the first email, I instructed her to reward his enthusiasm and use his tongue and mouth to masturbate hard when he cleans her, reminding her to edge still if she was to cum from the use of his face. I also remind her that any orgasm she gets this way will not count as fucking herself to orgasm. Control is everything.

I send them both instructions as to how to greet me that day, attire as well as expected behavior; they are submissive and want to please. I make sure to detail how to best accomplish this for my pleasure.

As the evening comes, I reach their house and I am greeted at the door by the two of them, dressed as requested. t is wearing red shoes with high heels, black stockings, and a lovely short red dress. The dress, I see has very nice laces. I know she has followed my instructions; she is therefore nude under the dress and the pointy nipples that greet me once inside confirm that. m is wearing a simple evening blazer with matching pants and a dress shirt.

“You both look beautiful, tonight. Let me start by confirming your decision: do you want to be mine tonight?”

They do not hesitate and both answer, t with “Yes, Master,” m with “Yes, Sir.” He understands the rules of this game; he is here to assist in her taking. I have them show me the potential places to play. Their bedroom is perfect; it has a couch, a bed, access to a sink, and some floor space. I ask m to go stand in one corner Tipobet of the room.

I sit on the couch and have t kneel by my side on the floor. She is cautiously kneeling with her short dress and high heels. She places herself in as much Nadu as her dress authorizes her to. I caress her hair. Her breathing increases; a true slave, needing to serve.

“You in particular, slave, look stunning, good enough to fuck, which I do intend to do shortly.”

She smiles deeply, her face coloring. She too knows the game, and she understands what she is: a willing fuck toy, here for my pleasure, answering with a needy “Thank you, Master.”

Serving helps control her sub-space, so I give her a task. “Slave, would you please get me a glass of water with a few ice cubes in it?” She smiles and replies “Yes, Master.” She starts to stand, so I add, “Slave, do not stand, crawl over to the door of then stand. Do sway your ass. I like your ass, make me want it.” Domination is about control and assertiveness, by telling her what I want and how I want it, I make her submissive side dive deeper into her sub-space.

t gives me a wonderful show, pushing her legs under her as she moves, greatly emphasizing the curve of each ass cheek. She takes her time, she wants to please, and I am truly enjoying her ass.

“Lovely, t. You can stand now. I do not want you to spill the drink or hurt yourself. With those heels, I do want to see you walk away and toward me; show me the curves of your body.”

She stands, looking ahead of her, and places her hands on her hips; she knows that it will emphasize her curves as she walks away, liberally swaying on each heel, her back shifting generously, her ass gorgeous.

“Nice ass, I do look forward to fucking it later.”

This gets her attention, she shivers and turns her head toward me to confirm, “Thank you, Master,” and I smile at her.

About half-a-minute later, t comes back, the glass in front of her held using both hands. She kneels and offers me the drink. I take it, smiling at her a “Thank you, slave,” then looking at her, I take control with “Attention!”

She stands in front of me, her legs parted, her hands behind her neck, crossing her fingers. She pushes her breasts out, and it is obvious she is very excited. I stand to circle her, admiring her dress and the wonders clearly visible within, running the cold glass on the length of her cheek.

“How are you, slave?”

“I am well, thank you, Master.”

I smile as I lower the glass toward her left breast, placing the cold glass on her nipple. She shivers. With my other hand, I squeeze her ass, which reacts pleasantly to my examination; firm and wanting. Her moans tell me that she is getting very wet. I reach forward and push the fabric of her dress into her sex only to get a very obvious answer to this particular question.

“Slave is a little bitch in heat, are you not, slut?”

She moans deeply, her hard nipples clearly on display behind the fabric, replying with “I am, Master.” I smile and compliment her with a “Good girl,” before turning my gaze to m. “Cuck, come and undress her for me.”

I step away and sit back on the couch, placing the glass on the table beside it. m comes forward with a “Yes, Sir,” and he starts the process of disrobing her.

“Slowly, cuck, she is a beauty that I intend to devour with my eyes.”

He slows his movements, and I can see his hands shake a little. When he is done unzipping the back of her robe, t is still at attention, so the dress will not fall until she lowers her arms. But she is well trained and knows not to move until I authorize it.

m is the one that asks “Can she please lower her arms so that I finish undressing her for you, Sir?”

Before answering m, I confirm t’s need to surrender to me.

“Slave, do you want to stand naked in front of me? Do you want to serve me? Do you want to be mine?”

t’s breathing is fast now and she answers “Yes, Yes, Yes … Please, Master.”

I smile at her and reply “Slave, lower your arms slowly and place them along your body… Cuck, finish your job.”

I love nothing more than to control a submissive couple, using one to enhance the pleasure of the other, raising their awareness and surrender to my will together. She complies, allowing m to finish his job; the dress falls to the ground. t is stunning, with perky nipples and a very wet cunt, which is obvious: some of her wetness is already gliding down her leg.

“Cuck, open my pussy for me. Slave, lift those breasts with your hands.”

My taking control of her is focused on how to have her serve me best by telling her exactly what I want. For him, it means to emphasize that she is mine and have him offer her to my control. m hesitates for only a second, he is not used to being part of the play, but he soon complies and lower both of his hands and place them on the side of her wet pussy and pull the folds of her lips open.

“Slave, spread your legs wider and pinch those Tipobet Giriş nipples for me… M, wider.”

Both obey. She is obviously really aroused, her vaginal walls show some contractions of their own.

“Cuck, keep her open. Slave, use your right hand and start rubbing your clit hard”.

t takes a few seconds to obey, her eyes unfocused. Soon, she needs to use m to stand up as her legs are starting to shake. I wait a few seconds as she is moaning desperately, already. She will be a pleasure to control and train.

“Slave, slap your clit with the flat of your hand, hard.”

t raises her hand to slap her clit. I can hear the sound clearly and her pain is obviously pleasure to her. After a few seconds, she adds “Thank you, Master.”

“You are welcome, t. Resume masturbating your clit, hard, but do not cum.”

“Yes, Master!”

I give her a minute and her moans are wild now, she is undulating her body against m and he is obviously very enthusiastic about her pleasure, but he has a job and he is performing it well.

“Cuck, how hard are you?”

“Very hard, Sir.”

“Good, I like erect submissive males. Even caged ones.” He is not, but he knows this might happen in the future. “You will not cum, Today. Is that clear?” The tone of his reply makes it clear that he knew. “Yes, Sir.”

t has now closed her eyes and is focused on giving me a regal show of her masturbation. Because she is open so well, thanks to m, her lips are glistening with her pleasure and her walls are contracting; she is close.

“Do you need to cum, slave?”

She does not hesitate, “Yes, Master, please, please.”

I smile. “Rub your ass on your cuckold’s cock then cum hard.”

She grinds her ass cheeks deep against m. He moans at her lust. Within a few seconds, she cums so hard that I am rejoicing at her pleasure. After a few seconds of recovery, she remembers and says “Oh, thank you, Master!”

“You are welcome, slave… Both hands to your side. Hold the arms of cuck… Cuck, rub your cock deep in between her ass cheeks and keep her wide open.”

t moves her arms to her side as I walk in front of her. I kiss her neck and whisper at both of them, looking at m “I think she needs a good cock.”

This was not a question, so I just continue, ignoring him entirely. I retrieve the glass and stand in front of her, picking an ice cube from within the glass. I rub the frozen cube against the areola of her left nipple. She moans at my use of her body. I do this for a minute until the cube has halved and I lower it to her cunt and push it in her hot hole. She surrenders to my control, her eyes closed and her mouth open, shaped like an O. I repeat the process with another ice cube and her other nipple. I kiss her neck here and there.

A few minutes later, I only have one ice cube left. I use that last one against the pearl of her clit, rubbing it until it is fully melted. Her cunt is drenched: it has melted all the other cubes by now and her dress, at her feet is very wet. I place two fingers on the side of her clit and push it down, revealing the hood. I move the hood up and down, bringing guttural sounds to her throat. After a few minutes of this controlled masturbation, I move to her right.

“Slave, stay standing… Cuck, release her cunt, then kneel in between her legs and lick her lips, slowly, then focus your tongue on her clit. I am sure you are excellent at it.” I wait a few seconds before adding, “and will get even better at it. You will have a lot of practice.”

I place t’s left arm over my right arm to help her stay upright as m performs what I asked of him. She grinds her pussy in her cuck’s face and begs, “Master, please… may I cum again… for you?” She does know just what to say, and given how much I love to see my slaves cum -especially when they are obviously multi-orgasmic, as t is- I grant her release, “Cuck, do not miss any of her pleasure… Slave, cum hard!” m opens his mouth wide, cupping her vulva. t cums hard, so hard that I can feel her nails in my arm. She grabs and pulls m’s hair with her other hand to push him hard against her open lips.

“Slave, keep your hand in his hair and ride his mouth… Cuck, push your tongue in her, make her cum again, for me… Slave, you are not allowed to cum without permission, of course.”

m obeys, showing us both his desire to please, and before long t is close again, but I have explicitly forbidden her to cum, so I intervene.

“Slave, do not ask, control yourself… Cuck, good job, slow down just a little.”

t whimpers but controls herself practicing breathing and a strong grip on my arm. m’s hair is not long, but she is controlling his head some too. I grant her this illusion of control for a few seconds.

“Cuck, faster again. Put your hands behind her ass and pull her closer, then focus entirely on her clit.”

m redoubles his efforts after pulling her toward him. t is now moaning very loudly. I lean forward and kiss her neck before whispering Tipobet Güncel Giriş in her ear, “Do not cum, slave. All of you is mine, including your orgasms.” She says nothing, I am not even sure she can, she is working so hard not to cum. Anything might trigger her, including answering me. I smile.

“Cuck, spread her ass cheeks for me and whatever happens do not stop licking her.”

I raise my left hand’s index finger next to t’s mouth and command “lick!”. I push it against her lips and they part, then she sucks on it as if it was a cock. I compliment her with a “Good girl, now, let go of my finger.” I slowly free it from her warm orifice, bringing it to her open ass, starting to push it against her sphincter. t shudders visibly. “Do not cum.” She is gorgeous in this state of absolute surrender and lust. I push the finger in her ass, one digit at a time. When I am fully in her, I kiss her neck. “Do you need to have your ass taken, slave?” I move my finger up and down her ass, slowly. Her moaning is pleading now, “Please … please.” I only answer “soon. Do you need to cum?” Her answer is guttural, her hand in m’s hair pulling him deep enough that I wonder how he can breathe. I finger-fuck her ass for only half a minute. With m’s help, t’s is making raw animal sounds of need. I do not want her to fail, so I free her.

“Cuck, don’t stop until I tell you to and hold her steady. Cum, slave, hard, and as many times as you need.”

t is a multi-orgasmic woman. She surrenders to pleasure with her first orgasm. Within a few seconds, her body shakes through her second orgasm. The third follows only a few seconds later. All through this, cuck continues to lick like it is what he was born to do, and t cums again. By now, she can barely stand and loses her grip on my right arm, so I assist her by placing my arm under her armpit. t is spent. I am about to tell m to stop when I see the signs: t screams through yet another orgasm.

“Cuck, stop, and move away from her lips.”

Cuck tries to obey, with some difficulties: t is still grabbing his hair, but he manages to move away. I slowly remove my left index finger from her ass and hold it behind her.

“Cuck, stand, and hold her gently, so she does not fall, please.”

m stands, hugs his wife and places her head on his shoulder, and cries as he kisses her. I go away to wash my hands. When I return I see a lovely scene that reflects the deep love a submissive couple has for one another; the shared knowledge of pleasure and a bond of love. They are both holding one another, so I wait patiently. After a minute, I go sit on the sofa and resume their control.

“Slave, cuck, how are you feeling?”

They see me and separate from another. They are not afraid of my reaction; they can see in my eyes that I respect their couple’s love for one another.

t has recovered, she smiles at me and says “Thank you, Master.”, four times quickly. I beam at her and compliment her with a “Good girl.”

cuck, seeing that she is done answers, “I am well, Sir, thank you. Thank you, also, for letting me help give my wife those orgasms for you.”

“You are welcome, cuck, your wife, my slave, has greatly pleased me so far.”

t beams at my words. m nods and adds “Thank you, Sir.”

“Cuck, bring me the bag I brought with me, please. Slave, kneel in front of me, take off my shoes and socks to massage my feet using your body.”

While m goes to retrieve my bag is, t starts removing shoes and socks. True slave that she is, she craves tasks and serving, and her eyes lighted up at my command. She is using her tongue, mouth, and hands to give me a very sensual foot massage. She pushes the sole of my foot on her breast. I lower my free foot and push the toe against her pussy and I can hear her moan as I slowly insert it in her.

m returns with the bag and places the bag on the couch, standing next to her with his head bowed. I smile and take my time, truly enjoying the serving slave at my feet. She will cook for me and wash me among other things as a serving slave, but this is a test of how much she wants to be mine, and she is showing great enthusiasm.

“The other foot now, especially the toe… it seems to be covered in your juices”.

Humiliation is a powerful tool. She licks my other toe first and glides her tongue over my entire foot, licking all the needs and wetness that she covered it with. After a couple of minutes, I ask her to stop and she reluctantly obeys. She has not cum from my toe, but it was not my intent.

“Thank you, slave, your service is appreciated.”

“Thank you, Master, for using this slave to serve you.”

“Slave, kneel in Nadu.”

“Use your left hand to masturbate yourself. I expect exactly two additional orgasms while I bind cuck before I use you.”

“Yes, Master!”

“Cuck, go next to the bed.”

I remove two ropes from my bag. Using the first one, I have him put his arms in his back and I bind his elbows together before binding his wrists together. I confirm the bondage will not limit his circulation, then I help him on the bed and place him on his side so that he can see exactly what will happens on the bed in the next few minutes.

t is facing the sofa and looking ahead of her. She can not see us. She is moaning.

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