Topping from the Bottom - An Illustrative Example of How to Make Your Woman Do Exactly What You Want
October 6th, 2006It wasn’t working. He couldn’t believe it. He was sitting in his car on the driveway. He’d just gotten back. He was on the phone. The smooth female voice was telling him, “It will take time; I’ve always told you that haven’t I? Objectification is a subtle long term process. Just because you’ve bought a great deal of slutwear doesn’t mean we’re going to have a slut overnight. It’s only been seven weeks after all. Now you’ve been talking to me for long enough, you better get up there to her, and keep up the good work, I’m very impressed with the progress that’s been made”. He picked up the long heavy package and got out of the car.
There she was out on the balcony overlooking the landscaped courtyard at the center of the upscale apartment complex. He could see her out there in the sun. In her shiny black PVC shorts, latex strapless bra and thigh high patent leather boots.
She saw him and gave him a wave and grinned.
As he opened the sliding door she gazed at the box in his arms.
“Oh, yummy, it arrived, I’ve so been looking forward to this.”
She looked back up at him.
“Now slip out of those silly work clothes, and get out here and let’s have some fun”
He went into the kitchen, stripped, left his clothes neatly folded in the cardboard box under the sink and returned and stood nervously at the door.
“I do so love this outfit you got me, it just arrived direct here this morning. Don’t you just love it, I can see that you do. Oh come on silly, it’s lunchtime, there’s no one around. And if there was you’re going to be on your knees so they aren’t going to see you are they? Aww, don’t pout.”
He gingerly crouched down then tipped awkwardly forward onto his hands and knees and began the short crawl to her feet staring at the boots. He’d caught sight of something. There was something on them. As he got closer he realized he was looking at rivulets of something he didn’t want to think about. All over the boots.
“Oh you saw it already, oh you’re so observant - I can’t hide anything from you, can I? Yes, well while you were down at the post office, you’re workmate, Carlisle dropped by, he said, to see you. I know, I thought that was strange too. You’d think he’d know you’d be at work. Well anyway it turns out he’s so funny, how come you’ve never invited him round? And so handsome, oh my god, I called Millie as soon as he’d left. She’d love him. So yes, that’s his come. Can you believe it? All that from just one man, holy crap. I wasn’t sure about letting him hump these boots as they’re brand new. He’s so muscular and mmmm yummy but such a sub. A total sub. Humping away like a nasty little dog he was. So hot. And I figured what the heck, you’d be back to clean them later anyway. Aww babydoll come on, you know it’s going to be so hot for me to watch you eat it. There you go. Come on, just for me.”
He started. He had to. She’d asked. So he had to. Acrid, cool, even cold now he began. He grimaced.
“Oh don’t grimace that just makes it worse. I love how you hate it. Does that make sense? Probably not, but it’s so true. And his cock! Oh I forgot to tell you about it. Huge. I mean huge. Look up for a second, this long, look.”
She held her fingers apart in the air, maybe two feet apart. She caught herself.
“Oh wait, silly me, not THAT big … duh! More like this.“
They were now only ten, or eleven inches apart .
“And you know what? You are so going to have to suck each others cocks”.
Abruptly he stopped.
“What? Oh, that look on your face. It’s priceless. Did you think I meant it? You are so funny.”
He swallowed, let out a breath and continued to lick.
“I did actually” and she snorted a laugh
“Oh! Your face! Wow that’s even more priceless! Is that possible? More priceless? Come to think of it what does that mean - “more priceless”? Hmm doesn’t matter. So anyway, Carlisle, he’s going to come back later to have you suck his cock. Isn’t that nice of him? Well I did have to promise to fuck him but that’s after he’s shot another gallon into your greedy faggy belly so I’m hoping he’ll do that man thing and smoke and leave or something after that. Who knows? But if not, he’s quite the hottie, so …”
Now there was tearing at the package.
“Oh wow, this looks totally evil. I love it. Oh don’t look up, close your eyes. This is going to be so much fun. Hang on.”
She leant over to the side of her chair.
“Here we go”. She slipped a blindfold over his eyes.
“Head up”
He felt something, probably a ball gag, being pushed into his mouth..
“Yes I know it’s new and bigger, probably hurt a bit but at the store they said it would be for the best. And now this”
She was wrapping something around his head. Tape. It was tape. Sealing every last gap between the gag and his skin. There he was kneeling in darkness, with the ragged hiss of his breath in and out of his nose with the pull-push alternating pressure in his eardrums.
“Oh my, I have to plug this beastie in to an outlet”.
“Okay come around here bend over and … oh wait I didn’t even check”
He felt her fingers around his ass.
“Wow, that is nice. So smooth, they waxed you good. Did you ask to be waxed and cleaned by men only?”.
He grunted and nodded.
“They did clean you out too, right?”
Another grunt, another nod.
“That’s so cool. You’re so good”
He could feel her brief embrace around his body. The heat of her skin.
“And very honest. Kendra called me to let me know you were good”
She continued too feel, touch and probe.
“So smooth, so soft and so, oh, open. Oh my, they used the big nozzle! That’s awesome. You know what I’m thinking I’m thinking Carlisle is going to have to fuck you in the ass and then, listen to this, this is so hot, then you’re going to suck him, yes, after the ass fucking. Oh, my, god. I can’t wait.”
He tried to say something but it was just a stream of gargles and grunts.
“What did you say, honey? That you can’t wait? Can’t wait to get big hard mancock in your slutty ass? Me neither, this is going to be so fun. Now, back to this new toy you got me, mmmm. I have it plugged in. Now what do I do? Okay let me stand over here a little. Here it comes baby I’m going to just gently touch your ass and….”
The world went firey white, then blood black then searing hot and he felt all of his muscles rip tight and the pain of something hitting his head then freezing blackness then …
“Holy fuck! That’s Amazing! Just one tiny little touch… oh wait, hey! Trish! Up here! You have got to see this! Come up Come up!
He could barely see anything through the tears in his eyes, and everything was on fire but at the same time he felt paralyzed and it was all he could do to focus on pushing air into and out of his lungs through his nose.
Trish was in the doorway now.
“Betty, hi, what are you doing? Oh gorgeous, that outfit on you, gorgeous. Love it. LOVE IT! “
“I know I know but look at this, watch. Okay, baby it’s coming down. Oh gosh look at him flinch, Trish”
“And those eyes, I’ve never seen them so wide, god they are a beautiful shade of blue, aren’t they – Betty you are so the lucky one.”
“Ready baby, nawww, come on hold still, show me how good you can be and ….”
It went on all afternoon. Now he was lying in the hot sun on the balcony, his blindfold long gone, with his face against the balcony wooden railings, eyes close to one of the narrow gaps so he could just see down into the courtyard. Occasionally he would see familiar figures, a couple with their kids in tow, the old man from the corner unit, the landscaping crew as they wandered by chatting amiably in the summer heat as the spittle leaked out through the tape and matted against his skin and hair.
Then there was someone he knew instantly he hadn’t seen before and seemed strikingly out of place. A woman, young, pale skin, long hair and in a purple velvet dress, displaying even from up here - and he could feel his eyes tracking it – a hypnotically generous décolletage - one he weirdly thought he’d seen before and then impossibly he felt his cock stir. She’d smoothly flipped open a cellphone and hit a key. He heard his phone begin to ring in the kitchen where he’d left it. And she looked up, impossibly, looking straight into his eyes that must have been almost totally hidden by the balcony railings.
And she smiled
and he squirmed
and she turned
and she left.
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