Mistress J sets the Record Straight

So, my little man had the thought of letting all of you know what our life is like, and more specifically his life under Me, with him as my husband. (See Slave Karl's Life)

Much of what slave karl had to say in his posting is very true, though there is some embellishment as he said. I would estimate about 90-95% of it to be true, and I will write to you here to give you my side, and the 100% truth. Although I did approve his posting to Ms. Christine, I thought it best to get the record straight, and to include some things that he inadvertently left out. For instance how he genuinely loves for me fuck him from behind like the little sissy he wishes he was. And he didn't mention how truly fucked over he really is - I see to that.

I am almost 28, he just turned 34. Kids have not yet entered our lives, and at present we both feel it would not be fair to the little guy or girl as we work many hours a week, enjoy flying off without notice, and our D & s lifestyle would take some serious thought for adding a little one around.

I am not comfortable with others knowing about our lifestyle - at least not to the extent in knowing things like how much I love pissing all over the poor guy.

When we go out it can be very apparent of our relationship as he is constantly at my service, even when it is other peoples job. Most people would believe he is just being gentleman-like. They would not think these things if they saw the pink panties he has on underneath or the butt plug filling his asshole or how red his ass cheeks are from either a sound paddling or from adding Icy Hot to them.

So, a little about me. I do not want to be "found out" by anyone I know or possibly could know in the future. Blackmail is not something that is of interest to me, unless it is concerning creating a little leverage over my husband in difficult circumstances.

I realized I had strong feelings of domination since before puberty, although once puberty began it took a sexual turn for me. During my teens I could have been called a prick tease - although I did not know the term at the time. I would ALWAYS have a guy go down on me before I would give him a hand job or go down on him (that was when I was lowering myself to go down on guys on a regular basis).

Then I just became more and more aggressive with each and every boyfriend, year after year. It got to the point that I had boys in high school regularly wearing panties, and begging me to let them cum in them. This was all pretty wild considering all they had to do was reach down and pump themselves off; but they couldn't get over the control I had over those little dicks between their legs. I would often refer to their dicks as their brain - how true.

I met my subby hubby when I was 21, and enjoying sex with two men and one girl (in different relationships - not together). When I first met him in person (after writing each other via computer for 2-3 weeks) I knew that this guy could make me happy, secure and could fulfil fantasies I had in mind, but was still too inhibited at that age to act out.

We were married 2 1/2 years later. We love each other with a passion that many married couples can only dream about. I hear so often how the "flame" has gone out on so many marriages. This is incredibly sad as I hear this from girlfriends confiding in me their married sexual lives. I do give them some hints to take control of their sex life, rather than just sit idly by. None of them have told me they have taken my advice. How sad. I mean, how fucked up is that?!?

Our passion for one another is a regular bonfire, forget about a lazy flame! I have at least one great orgasm nearly every day by the tongue of my husband. I heard once, and it is a near credo, "A horny husband, is an obedient husband" and no more true words have been said. The great thing about it is that my husband is literally in 7th heaven!

I am an exhibitionist at heart, and have since brought my husband to learn the pleasures of wearing as little clothing as possible in public & privately. (We do not do this all the time, but often enough). I have in fact put him in Speedos and other bikinis in front of his family & friends, as well as my own. He wears g-strings & thongs to the beach and at other public moments, much to his fear & his excitement. To some this may not seem like a big deal, but from whence he grew up a guy wearing a bikini meant only one thing - gay.

His pants are tighter and sexier than when we first met as I get them tapered to show his great round ass. His workout clothes all cling to his sexy body. Lycra and Spandex are almost prerequisites for his wardrobe. By the way, he is not allowed to buy clothes on his own, they first must be approved by me or Lisa, then we will give him the money to buy it - he carries no money of any consequential value.

He wears panties exclusively, always white or pink. He must wear the type from a place like Wal-Mart or Woolworth's, while Lisa and I get ours from the best stores and are of very fine materials. The most expensive panties he owns is about $5, while the most expensive I have is about $65. This does not include our dress up style panties such as leather & latex.

It is true that some of these things we do are things he has dreamed up or read for his "pleasure" or to play out and which he has presented to me. Other things we do are things that I have dreamed up or read about that pique my interest and/or desires. But make no mistake, it is I that have total control over him. I often hear about how it is truly the bottom that is controlling the top. I can see that in many if not most circumstances, however that is not our case.

There are things I take pleasure in that he genuinely hates, but he withstands the situation as it is something that I enjoy, and he really has no alternative outside of being "found out" by others (a little like blackmail, but in a fun, leveraged kind of way). Another example of little tortures I do to the poor little guy is he gets off on wearing latex against his cock or wearing girl's satin panties so the satin will rub his cock - well very, very often I have his cock locked up in a chastity device so even though he is wearing these items, there is no way for his cock to feel the erotic material he craves.

We have a few different chastity devices we use to keeps his cock from getting hard and to limit his orgasms to when I decide it is time - another erotic torture I love. Have you ever gotten yourself off by rubbing the lips of your labia & clitoris against the very cage that entraps your man's cock? It's an intense experience for both participants I can assure you.

Other things he genuinely hates is when Lisa & I and him go out to eat, and make him take the beer we ordered for him to the restroom, dump it and refill it with his own piss. This event, though not done often, keeps Lisa and I in a laughing hysteria so that those around us must think we're stoned! Too much fun!

Lisa is part of our relationship too. She is my lover, my submissive little kitten, a great friend, and subordinate at work. We do love each other, but it does not reach the level of love I have for my husband, slave karl. The three of us live together, and the story of how she came into our life is somewhat of a humorous one.

We put this ad in a local alternative paper under the heading of Women Seeking Women. The ad read something like,

"20-ish dominant wife seeking submissive female 18-30. Girl must clean, cook, be sexy, obedient. Possibly live-in under right conditions. Husband will not participate unless told. Send picture & letter to:..."

It brought some strange responses, even from guys that dressed up as women. We should have added that a vagina was required; but then we still probably would have gotten some guys answering.

We finally settled on three girls, and from them we came upon Lisa. She is a sensuous woman from Chinese parents, though she was born here. She has taught me a lot, and I have raised the limits she thought she had. She helps keep my little man in line, and is allowed to dominate him as well, which she really does seem to enjoy. But ultimately she belongs to me.

The humorous part is that she was brought in to do housework, etc. which my husband was looking forward to. But as things turned out, I decided that since she's a girl that she shouldn't have to do any of that domestic work. She even introduced the idea of him ironing our panties & lingerie, and being exact about it too! We will leash his cock cage to the ironing board until he signals that he has finished. If we are feeling cruel, we will make love on one of our couches so he can watch us mess up more of our underwear. After our making love, I have taken our panties and put them in his mouth to clean, then iron - as we retire to a bath and a nap. Gets me wet just thinking about those times.

So what other things have I put my little man through over the years. One thing I like to do is to tie him spread-eagled across a doorway. At his closet we have heavy-duty eye screws at each corner of the door (facing inside the closet). I will use chain, pantyhose, rope, cuffs or satin depending upon my mood. He knows that if that is what in store for him, then he is in for a long night. Most of the time he can expect to be there for 2 hours, although there have been many times it has been for a bit longer than 5. He is always collared while tied up.

It would depend upon my mood as to what I do to him during those times. Sometimes it is completely sensual and others very bitchy & dominating. I will blindfold him, put on a strap-on and give him a good fucking, I may remove the panties I'd worn that day and put the cotton panel right over his nostrils, I may tease him 'til his balls are screaming for relief, I may lock up his cock & balls in a chastity device or tie them up intricately with rope, I may just let him stand there and watch while I get myself off watching a sex flick.

If he's been there a while he may need to pee, and in such cases, depending upon my mood, I may let him simply pee into a cup and dump it for him or if I'm feeling cruel I will put a diaper on him - let him pee into it - then remove my panties and put the soaked diaper over his head instead. Another is to have him pee into a baby bottle and have him suck it all down before he gets any further attention - sometimes this method requires some convincing so some licking of his nipples and me putting on a little show for him may be in order.

I have done my share of hypnotism & mind control over him - at his consent and actual begging. He knew more about it than I did at the time, however I believe I have mastered it. Since we started it a couple of years ago he has become so much more submissive it is incredible. He will listen to my tapes in his sleep, in his car, at the gym, etc. I have used them to enhance my sexuality as well - I recommend looking into them.

An example of our fun is that of this past weekend. Saturday I woke up to Lisa nestled against my labia, while slave worked on getting us breakfast. After breakfast, Lisa & I went for a swim, as slave cleaned up the house a bit. We were going to the mall today so I had everyone dress appropriately. I was dressed in a white pleated short skirt, black chiffon, almost sheer blouse. Underneath I was wearing a white satin thong & a black leather demi-cup bra.

I always get extremely horny just before my period, and this weekend was no exception. I put Lisa in a black latex thong panty - she loves the way it feels against her clitoris & her pussy, an obscenely short red rayon skirt we just received in the mail the day before, and a white, Lycra/Cotton crop top that really displays her breasts beautifully.

She, like me, has a really fit midriff so she was showing that off in the outfit, with her belly piercing I got her a couple months ago.

I put slave in these cute little blue biker shorts and a white tank top to show off his chest & arms. So, on the way to the mall, slave drove while Lisa & I were in the back just caressing each others legs, etc., nothing overtly sexual. We park, and as Lisa gets out of the car I emphatically tell her to stand still.

She is now standing just outside the back door, and I moved over next to her, still sitting. I aggressively, but lovingly took my right hand and smoothed it across the latex thong. She was obviously startled but didn't move. I kept this up a moment or two, getting her more and more excited - hell.... getting ME more and more excited. Then I took both my hands and gently pulled the latex thong down her legs, and she knowingly stepped out of them. I gave them to slave to lick clean, he sure didn't complain!

Next I took my right hand again and ran it across the folds of her pussy and found her to be exceedingly wet! A few people had passed by but I know they couldn't see that I had my hand up her skirt, let alone about to get her off! I took one finger lightly rubbing her clit, one finger inside her, and my thumb was rubbing the rim of her tight little asshole. She was in ecstasy, just trying to desperately stay standing and trying not to create a scene. She was literally flowing as I kept up my pace, letting my fingers play their magic on her beautiful body.

She braced her right arm on the open car door and had her left hand at her side clenched in a fist; her entire body was tense and was very close to explosion. I wanted so bad to get on my back, have her step back a step so I could lick her to orgasm, but I exercised control, and soon enough she came with such an intensity she nearly collapsed. It was an intense scene indeed. I nearly came just from the excitement of it all!

We recovered after some moments; Lisa had a little trouble walking and was a bit light-headed but would be fine, so we headed inside. We left her thong inside the car. We decided to eat lunch before our little shopping expedition so we sat down at one of the restaurants there.

Lisa was on a stool with a vinyl covering so I made her lift her skirt so it was nothing but vinyl and her skin (by the end of her meal I swear she was wide-legged and discreetly rubbing herself against the stool).

I excused myself while waiting for our food and gave myself a nice quick orgasm while in the stall.

Shopping was a lot of fun. Lisa got a record number of stares from passers by - she did look hot, and she really was on fire knowing she had no panties on underneath. Lisa and I brought slave into Victoria's Secret and put panties up front against him - mocking how good he would look in them. We got several things Saturday, then went home and we all took a nap together.

We had dinner at the house. Lisa and I decided we would go out dancing and also decided to be particularly cruel to our little slave. We would of course leave him at home, but that is not all. We have one of those little chair-desks that you find in high schools (we got it at a garage sale). We put a butt plug in our little man, he was already in his chastity device so that was taken care of, we diapered him, put on his pink plastic rumba panties, sat him in the chair, put his nippled bottle of pee on the desk for him to drink from, locked his ankles to the bottom of the chair, locked his wrists to the legs just behind him & to his sides, and slipped on a video tape for him to keep him company. All the time teasing the hell out of him.

Then I put one of my hypno tapes for him to listen to (it has auto-reverse so it plays over & over & over again). We put some lipstick & makeup on him just for fun (he genuinely hates that, but we love it). The video tape is on EP, so it goes for 6 hours. We had re-recorded some FemDom movies on it, plus Lisa put on there a regular "sloppy blow job" tape so he can see what he's missing by being such a little wus. I also found out later that Lisa had put a rather steamy masturbation scene on there of her with three of her favorite toys.

We went to two different clubs, almost picked up a girl for the evening, however she wasn't interested in our safe-sex ideas so we left her, came home; unhooked our poor little fella. Let him take a shower, collared him to the foot of our bed and slept soundly.

Sunday was a fun day. We let slave play in this football game that he & his friends play every so often (yes we do let him have friends). We brought him there in a white t-shirt, heather grey "tights" that go down to his knees, jock strap & cup, and of course sneakers. We made sure he was on the skins team so we could watch him run around the field in just the "tights"...he looked really HOT!

I had Lisa in these skin-tight satiny short shorts & a lime green bikini top, while I had on just a regular t-shirt & athletic shorts.

Slave got quite a few comments on his good looking body. His team won. It brought me back to a scene I set up while I was in high school. I was dating one of the football players and he would do just about anything I told him to do, and back then I had this thing about guys & their jock straps/athletic cups. I liked the cups because they were restrictive to the guy's penis.

Well this one Sunday I had gone to the beach with a girlfriend, and we met upon a guy at the beach. He had an OK body, but nothing as awesome as my boyfriend. He was a nice guy, and there was some chemistry. To make a long story short, we got together later, and after dinner I let him masturbate in front of me. He was deeply submissive. So I thought I would see just how submissive.

My boyfriend's parents were out of town that week, and he had given me a key. I brought this new guy over, telling him it was my parent's place, had him clean a little (naked of course) played around with him for a while. My boyfriend was expected back from football practice & I had already told him that I had a surprise for him when he got home, and to PLEASE don't shower after practice, and for certain leave on his jock strap, etc.

So I heard him pull up in the driveway. He was probably expecting dinner. What he got was me sitting on the couch in a sexy teddy of his mom's, garters, stockings a hairbrush, and of course my new boy toy on all fours right in front of him as he came in the front door.

I told my boyfriend to close the door, put his things down, and put his hands behind his neck. I then instructed my new slave to slowly untie his football pants. Boy toy was hard as a rock, and I could see the confusion, but excitement on my boyfriend's face, and hell, I was getting wet from the whole scene.

Boy toy pulled down my boyfriend's pants, and I had him slowly lower the jock strap. I asked if my boyfriend was still sweaty there, and he was. I then had boy toy give some great head to my boyfriend (it was his first time with a guy and I found out for both of them).

Soon enough my boyfriend came HARD, first in the guy's mouth, then he pulled away and squirted all over his face. I was trying to desperately hold in my laughter & my excitement but it didn't work.

Soon, I sent my boyfriend upstairs to shower & get ready for dinner, then I sent the new guy on his way with a pat on his head, and telling him what a good little boy he'd been. Never saw him again, but he was still rock hard when he left the house.

Of course there have been almost endless incidents throughout the years. Perhaps slave will tell you more in the future. For me, I tend to stay away from these types of things, as I have a genuine fear of being "found out".

Mistress J

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