impossibly cruel f dom

My wife was initially reluctant to commit to a true wife-led marriage, to the extremes I really needed. I bribed a professional hypnotist to give her an attitude adjustment, in the guise of helping her kick an over-eating disorder, and she emerged from a lengthy session, a changed person. Not only did she lose weight dramatically, but she started researching extreme fem-dom marriages, and was now very willing to experiment.
Within a few months, the house, the cars, the bank-accounts, the investments were 100% in her name, and I owned - nothing! She was advised to have me write out a VERY detailed waiver, giving her complete immunity for anything that might affect me adversely, as a result of the change in our marriage. She was the poor, patient loving wife, who indulged her sick, addict of a husband, against her better judgement, just because she loved me so much, and I had convinced her that I could only return her love, if kept in incredibly claustrophobic confinement, 24/7/365! It was duly notarized and given unread to her attorney, who happened to be a friend of hers, since they were in school together, to be kept until any unforeseen circumstance, or accident made it relevant.
She was a surgery nurse by profession, with access to all kinds of truly wicked drugs, to induce everything from waking paralysis, to total unconsciousness, and she has put these to good use over the years.
I love to be trussed up in a long rubber-lined bag, and made use of through two strategically located and zippered openings, exposing the "only two worthwhile parts of a man" as she likes to put it! So, I am "permanently" imprisoned in this bag, while she sedates me every so often, removes me, bathes me, and gives me multi-vitamin shots, then puts me back in the bag, before I awake. Thus, it feels to me as if I never get out of it, and desperately try to please her, orally or traditionally, in the (vain) hope of mercy, which is now a totally unfamiliar concept to her, convinced as she is that this is what I need, and as a good loving wife, it is her duty to provide it!
Eventually she met a guy who really turned her on, and he was only too happy to help her "discipline" me, with great enthusiasm and similar lack of mercy. She loves watching him face-fuck me, endlessly, as I helplessly swallow his cum, over and over, until she needs his attentions, and I go back into storage, having to listen to the "happy couple" fuck each other's brains out, right next to me on the bed, then go to sleep, with me in the middle, still trapped in the bag. She tells me it's been a year or two now, and I have no way to tell time, or night from day, so it may be true! I think I am dosed with Viagra or something, because I am permanently aroused, and seldom allowed to do anything with it, due to the chastity cage locked onto me.
I am sharing this dictation under orders, and I hope it excites a few of you!

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Ron Relationships January 02, 2020 at 1:46 pm 0 2