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Bondage Makes Her Pussy Overflow With Squirting Orgasms
Published early as a preview here in our chat forum on Friday, October 20, 2017.
Official publication date for the main page of our site: Saturday, October 21, 2017.

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Inspired by the video featured in this story (see below), I'm reminded of a couple whose husband I first got to know on a swinger's site. He had initially sent me a private message via the site after getting turned by something, kinky, and specific in my profile.

That part of my profile read, "Handsome, creative, personable, and kinky in bed, I have broken in several subs whose slutty natural impulses are without restraint or moderation in my company. If you have a wife or girlfriend whom you'd like to see become a sub to your sexual fantasies, then I can assure you from my experience that I'm the right man for you to contact. Don't be shy, and don't worry if you think your wife or girlfriend is too vanilla to become a happy sub. I've broken in several vanilla women to become sluttier than you might imagine. Some call it releasing her inner slut, but it's much more than that. You have nothing to lose by contacting me, and everything to gain."

Author's note: The video is not of me nor his wife. However, what's illustrated is exactly one of the ways that I sexually dominate my subs.

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This particular husband's 1st message to me explained that he and his wife were swingers for many years, and she even enjoyed being a sub in the relationships they had with other swingers. But as he further explained, at one point his wife lost interest in swinging because of a series of "bad lovers" whom he had brought over to play with her.

I told him that was very common, but I also told him that her lack of interest in swinging again could be remedied, most especially since they had otherwise enjoyed swinging before, and she enjoyed being submissive to her lovers. I assured him he would be kept in the loop of any progress I made with his wife, and he agreed that I should at least give it a try as long as he let her think he had nothing to do with my seduction of her.

I told him I would bascially be seducing his wife, and whenever I would do anything sexual with her, I would discreetly include him. That's to say, I would set things up so that he could watch as long as he promised not to say anything to her about it. So neither of us would ever reveal to her our association.

As I explained it, because of how I would be breaking her in as a sub, my contact with her would have to seem as if he and I had absolutely nothing to do with each other. That worked for him quite well since she no longer wanted him to pursue any swingers for them.

"That pressure from him would cease to exist," as I explained it, and I could much more easily seduce her into being a sub again.

In due time after he and I had exchanged personal information, and he realized that I was a good guy who would present no danger to his wife, he ended up giving me his Facebook address, which in turn gave me his wife's Facebook address.

"But you understand that you and I can't be Facebook friends unless it happens naturally through your wife," I reminded him after explaining it would work out best that way.

He understood.

One of the reasons I had suggested getting to know his wife on my own through Facebook is because she had a lot of friends who weren't Facebook friends of his even though they otherwise have mutual Facebook friends. His wife and I had similar political interests, which would make it easy, and natural for her and me to become friends. That's exactly what happened, and rather quickly, too.

On a related note, as it is with many couples I'm sure, my own wife and I have different Facebook friends along with our mutual ones. Ironically enough, as I explained to him, my own wife and I have had our own sexual issues. To be frank about it, as I was with him, I identified with the sexual dynamic he had with his own wife, which was similar to mine. But unlike his wife, mine had never opened herself up to swinging, and even worse because I'm such a sexually dominant man, she had never gotten into bondage sex with me even though I had tried to engage her to enjoy it. Go figure.

Nonetheless, with other women I had gotten quite good at seducing them into being submissive, even the ones who had never explored submissive sex before. For some reason as I explained it to him, my confidence level with other women was always intact versus my lack of success at getting my wife into the Dom/sub lifestyle.

To that point, my wife has actually given me permission to be a swinger even though I know her well enough to know that deep down she'd be hurt if she was to ever found out.

My ad actually stated, "I'm married and cheating, so you'll need to be good with that."

Most male swingers could care less about guys who cheat, but women in general are inherently against playing around with a man who cheats on his wife. Ironically, however, this is a sexual dynamic that I use to engage sympathy from women I seduce, my favorite who are married. This is what I did with his wife to our mutual advantage.

In another irony that worked in favor of seducing his wife, she invited me and my wife to a dinner party with a small group of fellow online "activists" who hadn't met before. His wife was like that; very outgoing, and very welcoming. Of course, I discreetly told her husband ahead of time so that he could prepare himself for the circumstances.

"Wow!" He had exclaimed. "I can't believe we'll be meeting."

"That'll be a good thing," I assured him, "and much naughtier too since I can use having met you to our advantage."

"I hope you're right even though I don't really understand," he replied.

I told him he didn't need to know the details at that time. I also let him know that his wife and I hadn't gotten into anything sexual pertaining the two of us, but that we had been bonding quite nicely with "suggestions she's given me to get my wife interested in sex again."

"That's ironic," he told me in his email reply.

"Very ironic," I told him. "In fact," I added, "that's really opened things up pretty wide for me to take advantage of, so don't be surprised if I'm able to turn the tables on her in the next week or so. I can already tell she's very seducible at this point. She just doesn't know it, or she's into being seduced. Either way, things are going well."

"Really?" he asked.

"Oh yeah," I told him pretty confidently. "I'll let you know how things turn out."

"I can hardly wait," he replied.

"You and me both," I told him.

By this time his wife had given me some naughty suggestions to get my wife interested in sex again, and even get her into swinging. She even naughtily suggested that she could come over to be an extra pair of hands to "surprise" and help massage my wife if I did what she suggested by blindfolding my wife for a really naughty full body massage.

"That's how my husband used to surprise me," she explained, "and I loved it!"

"But I thought you and your husband stopped swinging," I reminded her.

"We did," he answered back, "but we're still sexually attracted to each other. We just haven't figured out a way to get back into having sex."

It was around this time that I confessed to being a closet Dom. I started describing all of the naughty things I'd love to get my wife to do, which included putting her into strict bondage, and forcing her to cum multiple times.

"You sound just like my husband," she laughed with an added "LOL" in her private text mesage via Facebook.

"So would you do that if your husand asked?" I typed back.

"Not right now," she typed back.

"But later?" I asked.

"I might," she assured me. Then she surprised me by adding, "But I might be more comfortable about if another man asked me."

I'm not quite sure how things got to this point even though I had certainly worked my way to get there with her. Sometimes bonding just happens naturally, and the sexual stuff comes later. For me this always seemed easier to do with other women. She evidently felt the same about finding it easier to talk to another men about this stuff.

In the middle of typing her a reply to literally ask if she'd let me sexually dominate her, another message from her came through. "Actually," it read, "a man should just do it. Isn't that what a Dom does?"

"That he does," I typed back. "He doesn't really ask. He just takes her!"

Somewhat to my surprise she typed back, "I think I need to get myself off now. THANKS A LOT!"

"My pleasure," I typed back.

One thing lead to another, which I'm sure was helped with the 420 chocolate she had taken before we chatted. So I worked my way into getting her to agree to meet me the next day. The thing is, I purposely made it about my wife, and I asked her if she has been serious about helping me with her.

"You mean like help you play with her?" She asked.

"Kind of," I typed back.

"Kind of?" She asked.

"I mean be the example of how much fun it can be," I explained. "You can help me show her how great it can be to play with her the way that I want."

"So you'd have her watch you get me off?" She asked.

I was about to reply when she added, "How do you know you'd be able to get me off, and would she be okay with it?"

I had no intention of involving my wife let alone tell her what I was thinking to do, but I knew she'd be my hook for seduction. "She told me she wouldn't mind watching, and believe me, I'd have you squirting all over yourself."

"You seem to be pretty sure of yourself," she told me in a tone that didn't sound happy. Then with a laugh she quickly added in a tone that seemed to challenge my claim, "Maybe I should make you prove it."

"Maybe you should," I replied. Then I told her what would make the scene really hot, which she told me she'd be happy to do.

"But I don't want to involve my husband just yet," she told me.

Somewhat surprised, I told her, "Not a problem." Then to test the waters I added, "And maybe I won't involve my wife just yet."

"That would defeat the whole purpose," she told me in a disapproving tone of voice.

"That it would," I answered back as playfully as I could. Naturally, I didn't want to tell her my real plan. Not just yet anyway.

"Okay, see you then," she told me as it it didn't matter if my wife would be with us to watch. Or maybe she just presumed she'd be watching.

"And remember to follow my instructions," I reminded her.

"To the letter," she typed back with "LOL" to emphasize it.

The next day would be perfect for both her and me. My wife would be out on a day trip with girlfriends, and her husband would be "out having fun all day" as she put it to give her a good block of time to help me out with my wife. Or so I had her believe.

As scheduled at noon, I watched on a video camera at the front of a friend's warehouse location when she arrived as she used the key code I gave her to open the gate. The entire 5 acre property was empty of people because it was a Sunday, which meant the warehouse I instructed her to come to would have nobody but me and my wife inside. Or so she thought.

With more than enough time to spare, I arranged for her husband to meet me near the warehouse on a street that he could park all day, and one in which she wouldn't be driving on to see his car. I picked him up, drove him back to the warehouse, and showed him where he could watch on a video cam from an office in the warehouse that was out of our view.

"I can't believe we're finally doing this," he said.

"I still have a hard time believing that she agreed to do this in secrecy," I told him.

"Complete secrecy," he assured me. "She hasn't said a word to me about it at all."

"Enjoy the show," I told him. "It should be a good one."

Peering around the corner at a vantage point about a football field away so that she wouldn't be able to see that I was looking, I waited for her to enter the unlocked warehouse door. She knew to let herself inside.

As I stood there out of her sight, I wondered with curiosity if she had followed all of my instructions, and if she would continue to follow them.

As instructed after she laid down an oversized gym bag she had brought with her, she reached over to pick up a ball gag I had set on a table next to the door, and she glanced around the warehouse after taking off her sunglasses. I wasn't close enough to her to know for sure, but I could sense that she was nervous. But as I had explained to her before, that kind of sexual tension would be part of the rush while following my instructions.

As instructed after placing her sunglasses in the bag, she put the ball gag into her mouth, and fastened it securely in place. Then she reached over for the blindfold I had left for her, and she carefully blindfolded herself. I told her it would be much more exciting to be completely in the dark, so I left her a blindfold that was designed to keep her from seeing anything at all.

Blindfolding herself was my cue to pull up alongside her in the small electric cart I had borrowed from inside of the warehouse. I could see with delight that she was indeed very nervous. I could tell she could hear the whirring of the electic motor, and the squeaking of its small wheels on the relatively smooth concrete floor.

Even though she was wearing a long raincoat as I had instructed her to wear, the fabric was thin enough to easily show how hard her nipples had gotten from the excitement of our planned play date. She was getting more aroused by the moment, and so was I.

I wondered if she had followed my instructions to wear nothing underneath that raincoat.

She gasped out loud when I kissed the back of her neck, and reached around to unbuckle the belt that held her raincoat together. As I had instructed her to do, she remained completely quiet. She also told me she'd take me up on my suggestion to allow her mind's to see, and feel a complete stranger. I could sense that she had done exactly that, and was wondering if I hadn't arranged for it.

After all, I had previously teased her by asking the question, "Wouldn't it be hot for you to present yourself to a complete stranger who's following my instructions to do to you what I would do myself?"

"You wouldn't want to play with me yourself?" She had teased in a tone that was almost disappointing..

"Of course I would, and I do," I had assured her. "I just think it would be really hot to one day surprise you with a complete stranger."

"Oh, one day. I see. You are SO bad," she had replied. "And SO naughty!"

"Either way," I had previously explained, "let your mind's eye see whatever you're thinking or feeling."

"I can do that," she had assured me with a laugh.

I coud tell she was wondering whether or not I was the one who was at her side, and for a few moments I almost felt that she would suddenly back out of our kinky arrangement. She didn't.

She gasped with excitement when I slid the raincoat off of her shoulders as it fell to the ground with a thud. To my great pleasure, she had indeed followed my instructions to wear nothing underneath the raincoat. As I learned later, she had driven the entire way from her house like that, and she confessed that it was both nerve wracking, and exhilirating at the same time to be naked underneath a raincoat.

Without saying a word, I gently sat her down on the front seat of the electric cart, and then I drove us over to the play area I had set up for us.

Except for the blindfold that isn't shown, and which she was wearing, she was tied up tightly and well just like you see in the video, and in the snapshot pics. I love a naked woman who is effectively immobilized since that can add to her arousal. It's also great when it's time for the inducement of multiple forced orgasms, and uncontrollable squirting climaxes.

Just as her husband had told me, she was quite the squirter, and much more than what the video shows. After she first climaxed, she was especially sensitive, it was pretty easy to make her squirt uncontrollably. I loved being able to elicit sudden moans, and loud utterances of ecstacy while she was literally tied and helpless to stop me from having my way with her.

For me personally, the only negative I really encountered were the safe words that she would sometimes use, although that's never really a negative in as much as it can be dispappointing for a Dom. I gave her the simple "red" and "yellow" safe words to use with the option to use "green" when she was especially enjoying something, and she would want more of the same.

She would typically say "green" whenever her body would rock with multiple forced orgasms, although invarially soon after she would suddenly say "red" or "yellow" because her climaxes were too intense for her to handle.

I loved how she would say "green" when I would suck her perfectly pedicured toes, which for me I later found out she painted an apple red since I had mentioned that was one of my favorite colors for toenail polish. She also loved it when I would lick her soles, or tickle them. Naturally she loved it whenever I would use a vibrator to stimulate her pussy and clit to force her to climax.

One thing that I didn't push was anal sex since I knew that was a hard "no" for her. Then again, I played with her ass enough to know that she could get into its pleasures if I took the time to build her up to deeper penetration. Interestingly enough, I didn't hear a single "red" being said when it seemed as if I was going to fuck her ass even though her body language in the squirming to resist told me I was very close to a hard limit for her.

There were two things that she clearly got off on, which I had been told by her were hard limits. Spanking was one, and playing with her breasts and nipples were another. The irony about those two things was that her husband wasn't there to see it because, as we had planned it, near the end of his wife's submission to me, he left to get back home.

I have to say that my best times were when I was entirely on my own with her after he left, which to no surprise because of how she obviously enoyed it, our time together was strectched out much longer than had been planned. I didn't plan her overstay on purpose. It just evolved that way.

Pretty much right after her husband left, I told her how naughty it had been for her to have come to me on her own.

"I know you know my wife wasn't going to be here," I told her, "so I think you should be spanked for being so naughty."

"Oh my God!" She exclaimed after I smacked her ass for the first time, and kind of hard, too. "You KNOW I don't like to be spanked."

"How would you know if you haven't been spanked before?" I defended myself.

"I just know!" She exclaimed.

"But look how wet you get when I'm spanking you," I told her while sticking my fingers in past her pussy lips to get a sample. "You're soaked!"

"I can't help how wet I'm getting, but I DON'T like being spanked," she kind of laughed out loud. "I mean, what ARE you doing to me?" She asked.

"Anything, and everything I want," I told her quite bluntly, "and it's very clear that you DO like getting spanked!"

"You can't just do anything you want," she protested.

"Of course I can," I told her. "You're tied and helpless to stop me."

I made a mental note that she hadn't stopped with her "red" safety word, nor had she slowed me down with her "yellow" caution word. In fact, the more I sexually dominated her against her will, the more aroused and excited she got.

Clearly, she was in no frame of mind for me to stop getting her off, and so I happily continued. As for going too far with her, which I'll admit I may have that first time, she came back to let me sexually dominate her again. It became a regular tryst with us.

As for her husband's involvement, he and I continued with the same arrangement. For whatever reason, his wife had decided not to tell her husband what had happened, and what continued to happen. But he was fine with that, because as I told him from the beginning, she would become quite a slut for kinky sex, and she'd start having bondage sex with him on a regular basis again, which she did.

The irony about it all was that I became her supposed "mystery lover" for bondage sex threesomes at their house on a pretty regular basis even though her husband was unaware that she knew I was the one coming over.

Actually, those threesomes were mostly just me and her, and arranged so that her husband could enjoy the thrill of finding me in bed with her after he had been out of the house for an extended period of time. That was what he enjoyed, and she had fun with me to indulge him.

Of course, she continued to meet me at the warehouse, and I continued to take her to newer levels of BDSM much to her husband's surprise. It was to her surprise as well since she enjoyed it with me much more than she thought she would.

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