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  She went on, "Well I thought of several ideas as to what to do from here. I thought maybe I'd invite the girls over for a little cock tail party."

  My eyes grew wide at the thought of her girl friends seeing me like this and I mumbled, "Nooooo," around the gag.

  "I think they would get a real kick out of watching the big exec helplessly squirming with his cock all locked up and all his holes filled." She laughed as she said, "Maybe they'd even call over their husbands to watch."

  My cheeks flushed a deep red at the thought of my neighbors seeing me like this. The guys I golfed with and played poker with. The guys I shot the shit with round the neighborhood pool as we drank beers and watched the neighborhood women.

  "You know I'd love to watch you suck on a real dick," she continued. "I know the girls would get so hot watching you that they'd be able to talk their hubbys into fucking your mouth for real."

  At this comments I started to shake my head violently as I mumbled, "Nooo, Nooo, Pwease Noo," around the gag.

  "No? You don't want to be the neighborhood cocksucker?" she asked sarcastically. Again I shook my head, my face blushed a deep crimson. Debra replied, "Very well, we'll save that for a later time. For tonight we will keep it just you and me. But you have to be very good or I will call over the girls. Is that clear?" With relieve in my face I nodded enthusiastically.

  "Good," she said, "then lets just see what happens and how good you can be." And with that she reached down and turned on the nipple clamps. My nipples are nearly as sensitive as a woman's and, as the vibrations started, I felt a kind of electric shock though my whole body. I felt the combination of the wonderful tingling vibrations with the sharp pain of the clamps and closed my eyes to concentrate on sorting out the mixed sensations. Immediately I closed my eyes, Debra turned on the cockring. I could feel its vibrations against the base of my cock, familiar to me from many sessions before. Usually the effect was almost immediate. The tingling teasing vibrations from cock and nipples would normally have me hard in less than a minute. But with the cock cage in place erection was impossible. No one had told that to my cock however. I sensed it start to be come turgid, to press and strain against the confining cage.

  "Gawd," I moaned round the gag in frustration. Unable to remain soft, and unable to get hard, my cock twitched and strained against the steel cage. Worst of all, as the cockring lay against the cock cage, its vibrations were transmitted to the cage itself. Now the vibe was not just against the base, but the whole of the cock was shaking and tingling as my prick pressed against it.

  With a laugh at my predicament Mistress picked up two remote controls. She turned the dial on one of the remotes and the dong inside my ass came alive. It began a deep low pitched heavy vibration which I felt against my prostate and into my whole pelvis. At the same time it began to wiggle and squirm inside me. It had some kind of hard curved core that slowly turned round and round, moving the tip of the vibe in a circle inside me the tip rubbing against my insides as it rotated. At the same time I could feel the damn thing start to lengthen and contract. The already huge faux penis was fucking me but without moving in and out of my sphincter. It was a strange, sort of sensation, not like when Mistress took me with her strap on, but instead as if the cock was alive and rooting round inside me. With a turn of the dial on the last remote I felt the gag start to move. It too started to root inside my mouth, twisting, wiggling and thrusting all at the same time. It thrust deep into me mouth and I had no way to resist. It was tightly strapped in place, spitting it out was impossible had I wanted to. And to spit it out would have earned the wrath of my Mistress. I lay there, tightly bound, my mouth and ass getting fucked, my cock straining against the cage, nipples tingling from the vibrations and at the same time burning from the clamps. I looked up through the glass of my display case and watched as my wife smiled.

  I watched as she sat herself down on the top of the table. Looking up through the glass I could see her pussy just an inch away from my eyes through the glass and I realized the terrible cruelty of the glass table. I could see her pussy, but never reach it. I would stay there all night if she wanted, getting stimulated without recourse, without even being able to get fully hard let alone to cum. And she would watch me struggle and strain and sweat and eventually probably cry to get some relief. And I would have to watch her, laugh and smile and enjoy my predicament for as long as she desired. An involuntary spasm shook my whole body as I lay there. The consequence of too many conflicting sensation I knew. It was the first, but would not be the last. I had had them before, when on the impaler, as she teased my cock with hand and mouth and breasts. A mild twitching was how it started. But by the end, I suspected, I would be shaking like an aspen leaf in a strong wind.

  She noticed the spasm and nodded and smiled. Then everything got worse. I watched as my Wife closed her eyes in though and slowly reached up with her right hand to start to stroke the finger tips round her areola. Her lips parted and she licked them briefly with her tongue as her breathing pattern changed. I mewed in helplessness as I watched. Her fingers now stroking round and round the melon of her breast and her left hand reached down to gently stroke her labia.

  One inch from my face I had to watch as she spread her labia wider and her fingers began to dance along their length. As I lay there under her, helplessly being teased in mouth and ass, on cock and nipples, I saw her spread her legs to either side of the table and open her pussy wider. I watched in wonder as her labia pressed against the glass of the table top. Just above my face. And I saw the first drop of her nectar fall onto the surface of the table. Now both hands were on her pussy, four fingers stroking upward from the entrance of her pussy to her clit. Long fingers pulling back to expose the head of her button and the tips of her index fingers flicking it up and down. The odor of her nectar now filled the room and my cock strained harder against its restraint. My body spasmed again as I watched, my mind reeling.

  Suddenly she drove two fingers of her left hand into her cunt and started to finger fuck herself. Her right hand continued to stroke her clit, stroking round and round it now and as her body shook with its first orgasm, mine strained and fought against the restraints wanting so much to be a part of her coming. To be fucking her cunt or at least eating it as she came, rather than have to watch in frustration as she peaked. Both our bodies spasmed together, hers in ecstasy, mine in frustration as the vibrations in my cock and nipples increased.

  She had turned up the vibes!! Even as she came, she had turned up the vibes a notch!! "Gawd, what was I in for tonight" I wondered.

  I saw her lean forward and smile down at me through the table. "Enjoy the show?" she asked. I nodded slowly in response. A wicked grin told me that this was not to be a one act play and I saw her turn round quickly on the table and lay down on it face down. Her face was now suspended above mine and I could do nothing but watch as she lowered her head. Above me on the top of the glass were drops of her nectar and I looked on, wide eyed as she lowered her lips to the glass and licked up her own juices from the glass. Her tongue licked her lips lasciviously and she said. "I know you want a taste. But not yet. If you are good all night long I will give you a taste later. But for now it's all mine."

  Now she rolled onto her side, her large full breasts hanging down a bit, the lower one on the table as she reached over to pick up something. A bottle of oil I realized. She squirted a bit into the palm of her hand and started to rub the oil over the surface of her tits. I stared as the skin of her breasts began to shine and glisten from the oil. "They feel all tingly right now, just after a cum. I'm sure that yours do too don't they?" she asked. And I nodded silently in agreement. She smiled. "Oh the oil feels so good on them." and with that she rolled over prone once again. Now her well oiled breasts were pressed to the glass and I watched as she began to wiggle on the table. She moved her body in circles and her nipples and breasts moved with her. Like that girl in "Cool Hand Luke" who was washing the car, teasing the convicts with her tits pressed tight
ly to the car windows; my Mistress teased me. My breath was ragged now as I watched, the delicious titflesh pressed to the glass just in front of my face. And like the girl in the movie she knew exactly the effect she was having on me. My own nipples tingled and ached as I watched.

  I can't find the word to describe the effect that she was having on me. My desire was building minute by minute; the cumulative effects of watching her and the sensations in my nipples and mouth and ass and my cock straining to get hard within the buzzing cage that contained it. I watched as she reached out and took up flesh colored dong and placed it to her lips. Slowly her lips descended the length of the cock and while my own mouth was fucked by the gag I watched her lovingly deep throat a piece of Silicone. She was driving me CRAZY. I wanted to be free so badly, wanted these things out of me, wanted to be able to kiss her, to lick her, to fuck her, wanted her to suck me off the way she was sucking that dong. My body spasmed again, my whole body shaking this time; in want, in desire, in frustration, in humiliation as my wife sucked a dildo rather than me.

  Now she rolled back onto her back and took the dildo in hand and pressed it to her pussy "Hmmmmm it's so hard, and so long, it's going to feel so good inside me." she said as she slowly inserted the toy into her cunt. "Don't you love the feeling of a long hard cock filling you up?" she asked. I blushed as she asked this then felt the cock vibe in my ass change rhythm. The stroking was getting deeper, the vibrations lower in pitch but greater in intensity. "Hmmmmm doesn't that feel good pet?" she asked. My face trembled as I moaned with the change in sensation. "I thought that you would like that." she opined as she began to slide the faux cock in and out of her cunt.

  I watched in awe as the dong slid into her then back out, each time covered in her nectar, her juices now running down the inside of her thigh to puddle slightly on the table top. In and out she drove the cock, the thick shaft stretching her pussy lips with each stroke. With practiced ease her fingers sought her clit and began to stroke it. I watched as her breathing became deeper, her body flushed and with a wild bucking of her hips that I was afraid would break the table top she came a second time. This time there was no pause, her hand continued to drive the dong in and out of her, fucking her even faster and deeper than before if that was possible, her fingers flying on her clit. And she lifted her hips off the table as she cried out "Fuuucccckkk!" My own breath was coming quickly now, my heart pounding as I watched with amazement as she continued to pound her cunt with the dong. Her hips were off of the table now feet on the end of the table lifting them. I watched as the perfect globes of her ass rose from the table as she cried out and came a third time in quick succession.

  She collapsed on the table above me. Her body spent for now, breath ragged and the dong dropped from her fingers to roll on the table, a wet trail of nectar marking its path. She lay there for a few minutes, catching her breath, panting with the exertion, the excitement. She lay still almost as if asleep and I wondered if she was. I wondered if she would sleep there on the tabletop with me bound and tortured below her. For now it was indeed torture to be there. My arms ached from the long tight bondage under my body. My jaws ached from the wide cock gag and the efforts to swallow my saliva. My asshole was stretched wide by the dong, but at least it did not hurt. Had I been ass fucked in a conventional manner for that long I'm sure I would not have been able to sit for a week. Mostly my nipples burned. The long squeezing of the clamps on my nipples had made them so very tender. And although the vibration had helped, there was a burning pain in them that was growing with every minute. There was a limit to how long I could endure the clamps and though it had grown longer the more my Mistress used them on me, it wasn't infinite. I knew I wouldn't make it through the night with the clamps on but yet there was nothing I could do except to mew in pain if Debra fell asleep.

  Slowly she stirred above me. She took a deep sighing respiration and sat up and looked down at me. Her legs were spread on either side of the table and I looked up from between her thighs to her face. She had a serene look of happiness on her face; the sort of look that came from multiple orgasms one right after another. "Hmmmmmm that felt so good." She said. She glanced at the clock, then at me. I looked pleadingly up at her. She understood immediately. "Nope, not yet. I know that you must be hurting by now, but I also know that you can take it. Or at least I give you no choice but to take it." And with that she reached under the table and flicked the clamp on my right nipple. I mewed in sudden pain at the gentle flick. "Hmmmm not ready yet, you can take a bit more still." And with that she rolled prone on the table once again. Reaching down under the table her fingers began to trace over my body, they stroked my face, along the edge of the gag and I longed to have the gag out and feel her fingers in my mouth instead. I looked with pleading eyes at her but without response. Then her hands descended and her fingernails scratched round my abused areola. My body shook with each touch as her nails scraped the tender flesh, feeling so good and so painful at the same time. She flicked the clamps with her fingers, first one then the other and the sudden pain would have made me sit up had I been able to. Then she slid lower and her finger tips touched my cock through the cage. The flesh was as engorged as possible, pressing out through the spaces of the cage where it could. And her finger tip lightly stroked the shaft where she could.

  "Hmmmm. How does that feel pet?" She asked and I could only close my eyes in pleasure and mew in response. Now she started to stroke her fingers over my balls. The ring round the base of my sac had stretched the skin taught over the surface of my balls and the constant stimulation had them swollen and exquisitely sensitive. The touch was divine, it was horrendous, it was loving, it was tortuous. It made me want to cum then and there. It made the maddening half erection more desperate. In short it was the whole of the nights experience in one touch. Naught could I do but whimper in answer.

  She lay there stroking my balls with her hands for a few minutes as I moaned quietly in terrible need. She seems to be thinking, debating what to do with me next. Then she stood up and moved the table aside. Deliberately she unstrapped the cock cage and removed it. She left the cock ring in place, and its effect was immediate. My cock sprung to the hardest erection of my life. Squatting over me my Mistress slowly lowered herself onto my erection. I felt her hot, wet cunt slide down over my cock and sighed around the gag in pleasure. Then she leaned forward and whispered to me. "You don't cum without permission. Are you clear on that?" she asked. I nodded my assent. "If you cum without permission I will put you on the fucking machine for the rest of the weekend and you will be locked in that cockcage all week." She growled. "Now I want to cum at least twice more tonight and I'm gonna use you as a dildo to do it. Get that? You are a dildo. Just a dildo" I flushed red again at her statement, at the humiliation of being a human dildo for my wife but could only nod in agreement.

  With that, she settled down upon my cock and reached over and picked up a soft, penis shaped vibrator and pressed it to her clit. Turning it on she started to slowly move up and down the length of my cock. Her pussy felt so good after the long confinement of my cock, So warm and moist. It was all I could do to keep from shooting immediately. My mouth and ass were still filled and getting fucked and my nipples burned more now than ever but her pussy felt SO GOOD. I could feel the vibe that she held against her clit as She lowered herself on me, and the cock ring still buzzing at the base of my prick. I watched as she bounced harder and faster on my cock, my breath now rasping, my lips set round the gag in my mouth, concentrating on NOT cumming as I watched her tits bouncing up and down lasciviously. Suddenly she threw her head back and cried out in ecstasy as her fifth orgasm of the night overwhelmed her. "Ohhhhhh"

  I watched wide eyed as she fought to control herself. My cock was buried inside her as she stopped there, the vibrations from the cockring and the hand vibe still reverberating through her clit. She started to move again, slower this time, more controlled, she stroked herself up and down the length of my prick. Twisting to right and left a b
it with each stroke; pressing the vibe to her clit. Then with a evil grin reaching back and holding the buzzing tool to my ballsac. My eyes flew wide open as the swollen balls responded to the vibrations and I almost lost control. She laughed at the expression on my face. Then leaned down and rubbed her heavy breasts against my body, the titflesh rubbing against and jogging the nipple clamps that tortured me. The sudden movement of the clamps brought a tear to my eye as the abused nipples could take no more.

  "That's what I was waiting for pet. Now this time when I cum, you may cum also. Cum with me my pet." She ordered. Once more she started a slow up and down thrusting. Each thrust almost enough to push me over the edge. I lay there and watched as her pussy climbed the length of my cock then slowly descended to surround it again. The vibe was in her right hand, the tip buzzing away on her clit. And with her left hand she reached out and flicked the clamp on my right nipple.

  "Owwww" escaped round the gag as tears again welled in my eyes. Still she didn't stop, her slow fucking of herself on my cock, the vibe circling round and round her clit and the other hand flicking the clips on my nipples. I closed my eyes to try and shut it all out. The dong in my ass, the clamps, the vibe, the cock ring, the pain, the gag, the humiliation, the bondage, the need. I felt her thrusts become more insistent now, faster and faster she was bouncing on my cock.

  Faster and faster the vibe circled her clit. Faster and faster came the spasms of pain in my nipples as the clamps moved back and forth with her rhythm. I knew she was close now, new I was close also, new that she wanted me to cum with her, not after her, and certainly not before her and I forced my eyes open. My breath was ragged, my heart going a million miles an hour. I was on the edge as I had never been. The long stimulation, the prolonged teasing had me at the ragged edge of cumming. It was all mixing together, all becoming one, all one sensation, the fucking in my ass, the cock in my mouth the pain and most of all my wife pounding her pussy up and down on my cock. With a wild scream she came. She pounded herself still up and down on me as a feral cry escaped her lips. "Yessss Cummm Nowwww"