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What would happen if you walked into your house after work and found your wife with your secret stash of bondage gear?  Oh, it wasn’t that much - a pair of handcuffs, a gag and blindfold, maybe a few coils of rope and a whip or paddle. One evening, when Tom Roberts arrives home to find that his wife Margo has discovered his secret stash of bondage gear – his handcuffs dangling from her fingers – he notes her sly little smile. She’s not mad or even upset, but rather intrigued by the thought of tying up her husband and playing some kinky games, hoping to spice up their sex life.

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Downward Spiral by Patrick Richards


What would happen if you walked into your house after work and found your wife with your secret stash of bondage gear?  Oh, it wasn’t that much - a pair of handcuffs, a gag and blindfold, maybe a few coils of rope and a whip or paddle. One evening, when Tom Roberts arrives home to find that his wife Margo has discovered his secret stash of bondage gear – his handcuffs dangling from her fingers – he notes her sly little smile. She’s not mad or even upset, but rather intrigued by the thought of tying up her husband and playing some kinky games, hoping to spice up their sex life.


As she tries things out that night, she gets excited. Tom does too, even if he’s on the receiving end of the paddle.  He’s read stories on the internet, and been sexually turned on by bondage and torture.  He’s dreamt of being the slave to a woman.  He’s wanted to be tied down, with all those brutal things done to him, and more.  The more painful the better!


While he’s searched for a mistress online, nothing’s come of it. Other than a little self-bondage, his desires remain a deep, dark fetish in his mind.  The idea of being a slave to a sadistic Mistress is only a dream. But now, with his wife in command, his kinky desires become a reality – and his worst nightmare! He goes from having it all – a thriving business, money and all the toys – to wallowing around in the slop at the very bottom of the barrel.  A wise man once said, “Be careful what you wish for, you may get it all.”  Tom did and one hell of a lot more!

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SKU PF6254
Author Patrick Richards
Publish Date 02/24/2017
# of Pages 264
ISBN Number No
Artist Credit Serg Shalimoff - Shutterstock.com
Excerpt

When she came up, I lay their spread eagle and waiting. She locked my wrists to the adjacent bed posts and went into our bedroom. She returned a few minutes later wearing absolutely nothing. Without a word she climbed on the bed and straddled my head with her thighs. Her pussy soon found my tongue, and I immediately worked hard to satisfy her.

It didn’t take long for her to achieve her first orgasm. I had licked and probed every inch of her honey pot, returning quite often to her hard, little clit.

“Oh – oh – oh God!” she screamed, as the ultimate sensation roared through her like a freight train on steroids.

She was facing down my body in a sixty-nine position, yet she never touched me. But when she had calmed down, she slid slightly forward demanding, “Now service my other hole.”

I licked, sucked and probed her rosebud with my tongue while she squeezed and twisted my sore nuts. They already hurt from the previous stretching and torment, but that didn’t matter to her. She took one testicle in each hand and tightened her grip, making me suck in a deep breath. The pressure increased dramatically as she pushed each thumb into my tender orbs.

“M – m – m…,” I moaned as the pain increased. “Please, Mistress.”

She just laughed and pushed even harder.

“Keep worshiping my asshole, slut.”

Eagerly I dove in deeper, hoping to ease the pain she was causing. That went on for several more minutes before she moved slightly offering her pussy once more. As I pushed my tongue into her slit, she released my balls and grasped my throbbing hard cock. She stroked it and rubbed it, bringing me closer to my own orgasm. As she approached her own pleasurable moment, she released my cock and grabbed my balls once more. As she howled in pleasure, I screamed in pain.

After regaining her composure, she climbed off and grabbed a ball gag from the dresser. She shoved it in my mouth and fastened it tight.

“Enjoy the rest of your night asshole,” she said disgustingly and left. She closed the door and retired to our bed, leaving me trussed to the bed.

It took me quite a while to get to sleep. Everything that happened today raced through my mind as if on a race track. It went round and round for a couple of hours, but one thing lingered the longest. Her final statement upset me. Maybe it was her not satisfying me, leaving me on the brink of climax. Or maybe it was her calling me an “asshole.”

Sometime around nine in the morning she came in to see me. She sat on the bed and leaned over, kissing my forehead.

“I’m sorry about last night. I guess the wine finally hit me.”

She released me from the bed, let me use the toilet and sent me down to make her coffee and breakfast. After breakfast we sat on the couch and watched the news. I was surprised that she was all cuddles and stuff.

“So do you like your piercing?”

“Yea, I do. It’s so pleasurable no matter what I do. Even as I walk, it moves just slightly and gives me just a wonderful feeling. If I had known how nice it feels, I would have had one done years ago.”

“Hell, you’re only twenty-six, how many years you talking?”

“Oh, I don’t know. So what do you have planned for our morning?” I asked.

“Well, at ten we are stopping into Leather Bound.”

“Oh yea… what do want to look for today?”

“There were a few things I noticed when we bought your leather stuff.”

“What kind of things?” I curiously asked.

“I thought you might look really hot in that rubber outfit.”

“I don’t know as I’m into rubber.”

“Oh trust me, you’ll be into it, and you’ll like it.”

“But don’t you just get hot and sweaty in that stuff?”

“Then you’ll not only look really hot, you’ll be steamy hot as well.”

I laughed.

“Then we’re going to stop and see a fellow who makes really nice custom furniture and accessories. I was thinking about a set of stocks and maybe a pillory type thing.”

“And where do plan on putting all this stuff?”

“What do you think about turning the cellar into a dungeon of sorts?”

“Sounds like a good idea,” I responded. “Boy, you just like spending my money.”

“I’m doing it all for you. You like this stuff. Besides you make plenty as owner of the company. How many 26 year olds own a million dollar business?”

“My grandfather created that business, made me a vice-president when I graduated from college and left it to me when he died. He’d cringe if he knew what we were using my money on.”

“That’s not what I’m saying. We both like this bondage thing, so why not get a few things and enjoy it?”

“You’re right. We’ll get whatever makes us happy.”

“Thank you, slave.”

“You’re welcome, Mistress.”

She kissed me and sent me to clean up.

“Hey,” she yelled. “Don’t you dare spank that little monkey while you’re in there. And don’t shave. Remember you have laser treatments on Monday.”

“Yes, dear.”

When we walked into the adult shop, Lilly greeted us. “Good morning Mistress Margo. Morning, slave.

“While your Mistress and I talk, go into the back and get undressed. And have some manners this time. Be on your knees with your head bowed when in the presence of your superiors.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

When they came in the back, they were laughing because I was partially hard.

“Stand up, slave, so we can fix your little problem. As a slave you’d better get that little clit under control,” Lilly said disgustedly.

“I’ll try, Mistress Lilly,” I responded, as she walked into another room.

When she returned, she had a bowl of ice cubes and a large bag of ice.

“Here, do something worthwhile. Put your little worm and balls in this bowl of ice water and hold this bag of ice on top to keep your junk submerged.”

I held the plastic container in one hand and held the bag with the other. It was freezing cold, but I didn’t dare say anything.

“We’ll see how hard you are in a little while,” Lilly chuckled.

They continued to talk and completely ignore me while hypothermia worked on my privates. Well, I guess they actually aren’t private any more. Finally after better than five minutes I was allowed to take them out of the ice water.

Lilly handed me a towel and quickly began to take some measurements. After being in the water that long, I was surprised it hadn’t completely disappeared deep up inside me.

“Length – 3 inches,” she said. “Circumference – 3 ½ inches. Distance around base of cock and balls – 8 inches. Circumference of balls – 7 ½ inches. Distance from balls to asshole – 3 inches, she said, looking up at Margo.

“I think I have something right now that will be really close if you want to try it for a couple of days. You can remove it before he gets his laser treatment.”

“They do his backside this week, so it makes no difference.”

She looked at me. “Hold that ice bag back on that worthless stuff,” she said emphatically, as she left the room.

I knew this was going to happen, but I didn’t expect it so soon.

“Lock your fingers behind you head and don’t move. You wouldn’t want any of that tender flesh pinched between the metal, would you?”

After grabbing my cock and balls and pulling them away from my body, she snapped a ring around everything. It was a little snug, but I didn’t say anything. Then using a small metal hook she grabbed my Prince Albert and tried to pull my cock down into a steel cage. It was too small, so she rubbed some lube on my dick allowing it to slide in more easily. Then the cage was locked in place.

Lilly handed Margo the key and reminded her that the new chastity device would be here in five to six weeks.

My Mistress looked at me. “So, what do you think?”

“I like it, Mistress. Thank you for taking control of my cock.”

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