Wife Takes Control
After a while, I re-enter the basement carrying two objects, the first of which was a new pack of clothes pegs.
I walked up behind him and waved the pegs in front of his face.
"Know what these are for slave boy? You may speak."
"I...I don't know Mistress."
"Don't lie to me slave. I've seen your internet history."
He looked at me with horror on his face. I laughed.
"So where do they go boy?"
"On my nipples?"
"Not today bitch. Today they go here."
With that I began attaching peg after peg to his balls. He winced with each one.
"Not enjoying this quite as much as you thought, slave? Actually don't answer that. I don't care."
I began stroking his penis slowly, feeling it grow quickly in my hand. I brought him to edge after edge, feeling him squirm under me.
"Please baby! Let me cum."
I slapped him hard in the face.
"Please what, bitch?"
"Please Mistress! Let me fuck you."
I laughed.
"YOU want to fuck ME? You only get to fuck me when I say so now darling. But as it's the first day of our new life, I will be nice. Today you will get to fuck me."
His eyes lit up with hope and anticipation. I stroked him quickly to one last edge before getting up off him. I untied him from the floor, leaving his hands handcuffed.
"Follow me." I said walking towards a table in the corner of the room.
He stood up and began walking. I stopped and turned around to look at him.
"No, bitch. The floor is your home now. You will only crawl from now on unless I give you special permission."
He dropped to the floor and awkwardly followed me to the table.
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