"My, my. Is my little slave slut sure she wants to be fucked in the ass!"

"Oh yes mistress. Please. Please fuck me. I want to cum so bad it hurts."

Taking some sweet-smelling body lotion she massaged it on her slave's freshly shaved chest and arms saying. "But we aren't done inspecting your new body yet." Going to her dresser again she pulled out a black lace bra. Slipping it up his arms she fasten it on.

Larry was hypnotized by the image reflected in the mirror and was delirious with sexual desire. A slimy wet spot was growing on the crotch of the panty hose where his horny cock was straining against the sheer white material.

"Please, Please will you enter me now? I need to come so bad!" Larry begged his mistress.

"But I need to come to. Who is it most important to please, Slave or Mistress?" his now horny wife demanded.

"The Mistress." Larry whined in frustration.

Smiling his wife said "Then show me if my little slut understands how to please me without a cock of his own," she beamed.

Larry tenderly helped his lovely wife on to the bed and crawled between her spread thighs. He had lost all sense of time and space. Now that he had lost his identity and his masculinity, he found it so easy to merge his soul with hers. He had found new freedom in his bondage.

Larry was consumed by his wife as he kissed the top of the pubic mound. As he gently traced the outside of each of her vagina lip she commanded "Tongue fuck me Slave."

Larry used his fingers to spread her open, with steady regular thrusts, he probed his tongue deeply inside his mistress' wet vagina. He felt as if his entire tongue was a penis, desperately trying to enter his wife's sweet tasting pussy.

Larry's hand trembled and shook as he reached for the soft smooth dildo. Moistening the instrument with his own saliva and his wife's natural lubricating juices he use the artificial penis to slowly penetrate his wife's now glistening hole. As the fake cock glided smoothly in and out of his mistress' vagina, Larry used his tongue to stroke the tender tissues on the outside of her pussy and to moisten the puckered brown skin of her anus. He experienced the helplessness of not being the one actually fucking his beautiful wife, but merely providing assistance so the she could experience more sexual pleasures.

He remember her words, that if she needed pleasure from a real man she would look elsewhere. He wonder if she would actually take pleasure from another man, if should bring a man home and order Larry to serve them. He wondered if she would order him to watch while she was giving or receiving pleasure from another man, if she would command her slave to assist in her orgasm. He wondered if she would order him to suck the warm cum of another man from her cunt or to please the man with his mouth.

As these helpless thoughts raced through Larry's horny mind, his mistress screamed with triumph and ecstasy. She grabbed his hair and roughly pulled his head closer into her crotch, smashing his face against the slimy end of the dildo as she shook with the pleasure of yet another orgasm.

Larry laid beside his mistress as she floated and drifted in the dreamy afterglow of her climax. He held her and gently stroked her back until her breathing was again normal.

Larry excitement grew as his wife stirred and opened her eyes. His own erection throbbed and his testicles ached with pain at being so full. He prayed that his mistress would grant him permission to orgasm.

As his wife sat up and lit a cigarette Larry reached into the box and brought out the large rubber penis. Offering it with both hands he pleadingly begged and whimper as tears again flowed from in his eyes. "Enter me with this rod mistress.

Please, Pleaseeee fuck me mistress. Oh pleaseeee ... I need to cummmmmme. I need to cummmme so baaaaad."

His mistress' lips slowly twisted into a cruel smile as she took the massive phallus from his shaking hands.

"You're too small for this rod tonight, if I used it, it would tear and do irreparable damage to your body slave. Your anus has to enlarged."

At hearing this Larry collapsed on the bed sobbing "Please, Please fuck me mistress."

"Hush Slave, you didn't let me finish, tomorrow we start training you asshole. I have a set of seven rectal dilators each a little bigger in circumference, by next Saturday you will be able to take your new dildo with only a minimum of pain. But since this is our anniversary and you have been a very obedient slave this year I purchased a very slender dildo to use on you tonight. I'm sure it will give you the release you've been begging for. Now get on your hands and knees and reach back and spread your buttocks if you want to cum."

Larry's wife knelt behind her still sniffling slave. She thoroughly lubricated the thin plastic dildo with K-Y jelly.

Taking a dab of the jelly she deposited it on her slave's anal opening. As she massage his sphincter carefully she was delight with his throaty moan and his panting. He actually wanted to be penetrated. She momentarily rested the dildo against his opening then slowly began to push the member into his bowls. Inch by inch the penis disappeared into his tight virgin asshole.

Larry's face was contorted with pain and it felt as if he were being torn apart. The dildo was buried to the hilt now and his sensitive anus could feel the tool moving in and out. He burned with sexual hunger and humiliation and shame.

As the pain of penetration began to subside, his sexual joy began to increase. Larry realized again that his mistress knew exactly what he needed. It felt natural being fucked in the ass and he pretended that he as a woman giving herself over to sexual delight.

Taking one of his hands from his buttocks Larry's mistress guided it to the tightly encased phallus. Slapping his ass cheek hard she commanded. "Make YOURSELF CUM SLAVE!"

There was no pain now, only the growing need for release. Larry pushed the dildo harder and deeper into his ass.

He was absorbed in his won world of lustful, gender-less pleasure. The visions of his watching mistress faded as he tightly closed his eyes. He was in a frenzy now. He began to whimper and whine as he neared his orgasm. He began to silently beg to the penis-god he held in his hand for it to let him cum.

Waves of indescribable pleasure thundered throughout his body and exploded in his brain. His whole body shook and shuddered through a tremendous climax.

As Larry regained consciousness he found he was lying on his back still panting. He must have blacked out. He could still feel the dildo in his ass and he felt ashamed to take it out.

He noticed that his mistress held a palm full of his cum. Without his knowing it she had gently taken hold of his penis during his orgasm and pointed it into her hand so that she could catch his ejaculation.

Slowly and deliberately, she moved her hand to her slave's face and dipped the middle finger of her free hand into the pool of cum. She pulled her finger up and out of the cum and watched a slimy string of sperm trail from her finger back into the warm pool. She continued lifting her finger up and away from the pool of cum until the string broke. She then moved her finger until it was directly over her slave's face and lowered her finger until the end of the slimy string of sperm was dripping from her finger to touch her slave's lips.

Larry's beautiful mistress coated his lips with his won sperm before placing her finger into his mouth so that he could suck it clean. She then set the palm of her hand holding the pool of cum on the slave's flushed cheek and began wiping the cum all over his face. She wiped sperm on every portion of his face. on his eyelids, his cheeks, his forehead, his neck and chin, everywhere. She continued to wipe her hand on his face until the cum dried slightly and became frothy white and sticky.

She then held her hand to Larry's mouth and commanded, "Lick my hand clean, Slave.

These were the first words she had spoken to her slave since she earlier told him to make himself cum with the dildo. Now the tone of her voice was again soft and loving.

"I love you mistress." Larry uttered before thoroughly cleaning her hand with his tongue. The cum was now drying on Larry's face and he was surrounded by the order of desire and sex.

"Now pull out the dildo and clean it as thoroughly as you just cleaned my hand."

"Do I have to clean it?"

"Yes, Slave. Every time I allow you to come it is your responsibility to clean up afterwards with your tongue. Now get busy or you'll be punished. Now pull out the dildo and clean it as thoroughly as you just cleaned my hand."

Larry turned white as he inquired of his mistress, "Clean it with my tongue?"

Taking the filthy dildo she held it to his lips saying "Learn to savor the take, Slave."

Obediently her slave slowly open his mouth wide and received the soiled shaft. Inch by inch he sucked the plastic penis clean. He thought the flavor to be bitter sweet and not as repulsive as he had imagined.

His mistress pushed the member deep into his mouth and down his throat until he gagged. She told him to relax, that he need to learn to deep-throat a cock.

Larry pretended the dildo was a real penis. He allow his throat muscles to relax and swallowed the rod without gagging. He eagerly moved his head up and down thy tool. He held the head of the shaft gently with his teeth and flicked his tongue across the tip of the head. He covered his teeth with his lips and moved his hungry mouth rapidly up and down the bulbous head.

"That's my little slut," his mistress soothed, "Now deep-throat it again! Good. Now take it deeper: That's it. Now lick up and down the shaft with the flat of your tongue! Yes. Follow that vein! Does it feel good?"

"Wonderful," her slave replied with removing his mouth from the dildo.

"Don't you wish it was a real cock?"

Her slave remained silent but couldn't not keep his own cock from answering the question by stiffening and twitching uncontrollable. Larry continued to suck feverishly on the dildo.

"Don't you wish the cock in your mouth had its own warmth? Wouldn't you like to feel hot cum hitting the back of your throat?"

Larry could not help himself. A deep, rasping moan escaped from his phallic filled mouth. A moan of pleasure and desire. That was exactly what he wanted more than anything.

Larry's mistress then put her slave sparking clean dildo back in the nightstand drawer saying "Someday Slave I will bring home a real man and you can give him a nice blow job, want that be nice?" Kissing her slave on the on the cheek she whispered "Happy anniversary darling! I love you. Get a good nights sleep my little slut, tomorrow a new an exiting day for you slave!"

Within minutes, Larry could tell by her soft breathing that his mistress was asleep. Larry slept little that night. It was his anniversary and he burned with desire for this beautiful wife. He loved this woman. He wondered what he would do if he every lost her. He was horny, but had never been happier in his entire life.

Larry's thoughts of the past were abruptly broken as the closet door swung open again. His mistress, silhouetted against the flickering candle light appeared more stunning and captivating than he had ever remembered seeing her.

Larry had no idea how long he had been bound in the darken closet. The pain, the desires, the fantasies, the humiliation, all melted into a blur in which reality was left behind.

"Does my little slave/toy still remember what he is and what he needs?" His mistress inquired chuckling.

"I'm a queer and I need cock." Larry replied without hesitation in a high pitched womanlike feminine voice.

"Oh, that's so good. It pleases your mistress that her slave is beginning to learn what he is and what he needs?"

She said patting and musing his hair. She untied the dildo from the nylon string which had held it in front of her slaves face.

"Would you like to clean this or would you like to be entered with it?" His wife sweetly ask touching the rubber penis to his lips.

"Both" pleaded her slave in a little girls voice.

His mistress shook with laughter. "Oh so my little slut queer wants it all, huh? Well here." She touched the dildo to the tip of his dripping penis. Larry shivered with delight.

"What's the matter slave, did that hurt you?" ask his mistress coyly.

"No. NO. Oh, no. Its been so long since you've touched me down there. I forgot how good it feel to be handled and fondled down there.

"Well, that touch was for neither my pleasure nor for yours. I was merely lubricating the penis which is about to enter you. I was showing you kindness slave by lubricating this dildo with your own slime, to ease the penetration of your bowels. It was not a sexual caress."

Laughing his mistress bent over, wiping the end of the dildo in the pool of pre-cum which had dripped from Larry's swollen cock to the floor, forming a sticky pool. She took a finger and wiped the slippery fluid around the tip and shaft of the artificial penis. When she finished coating the dildo she wiped the remaining cum left on her finger around and into her slave asshole.

Larry moaned with anticipation and genuine desire at the feel of her finger at his anal opening.

"An what do you want now, slave?" His wife/mistress commanded.

"To be entered. I need to be entered. Please enter me. Please. Please Mistress enter me and fuck me pleaseeee."

With one brutal thrust, Larry's mistress shoved the huge rubber member into her slave's ass.

"Ahhhh. Oh, yes. That's what I needed. Oh, fuck me mistress. Fuck me. Oh, it so good. Soooo gooood. I need more." Larry cried out lustfully.

Without tenderness, Larry's mistress gave him what he had begged for, a hard brutal ass-fucking. She rammed the fake penis in and out of his widely stretched anus, as tears of shame and passion trickled down her slaves cheeks.

She watched her helpless slave flush with arousal. She listened to his breathing become shallow and rapid. She observed his eyes squeeze tight with expectancy. She noted his buttocks tighten with concentration on the dildo, trying to keep it inside his ass.

She saw the change. His writhing, trusting body was stilled. He had quit breathing. A low groan was slowly rising to his throat. Her slave was on the very verge of his climax. One more thrust of the dildo and he would fill the closet with screams of orgasmic delight.

Immediately his mistress pulled the dildo out until the very tip was griped by his anal mouth. She held it perfectly still not moving it at all. She was not ready to let her slave cum yet. He needed to learn what it really meant to want. He didn't deserve an orgasm yet.

"What's the matter, slave?" His mistress quipped. As she slowly slid the phallus to it's deepest within Larry ass she whispered with a voice of cold sarcasm. "Oh, its so sad we have to stop now. We were having so much fun!"

Larry began to tremble, his ragged breath came to him in gulp's and gasp's. His whole body quivered with denial, he collapsed forward. He could only look over his shoulder with pleading, tear-filled eyes at his mistress.

With one hand holding the dildo buried deeply in Larry's ass, his mistress reached down and picked up the leather chastity belt which he had worn throughout the day. She wrapped the belt around his waist and snapped it shut as she ordered.

"Up, Slave! And grip the dildo with the muscles of your asshole, if it falls out you will be whipped."

Larry obeyed instantly.

His mistress walked in front of her helpless slave. She pulled the strap from the back of the belt down the crack of his ass, cross the end of the dildo, between his spread legs. She then slipped his erect and throbbing penis and his testicles into the leather pouch attached to the strap. She then connected this strap to the front of the chastity belt. This re-secured the slave's penis in its proper place and imprisoned his cock and balls. Next she re-attached the other two straps.

These other two straps were adjustable and connected to the sides of the penis pouch and to the center strap at his ass near the embedded dildo. These side straps ran around each of his thighs and buckled, to insure the entire apparatus would remain secure. The belt and all straps employed suit-case style locks to prevent Larry from removing the device after it had been locked in place.

Larry's mistress wrapped her arms around her bound slave and passionately kissed him as she stroked his shaved velvety body. After several long moments she pulled back.

"You feel so good ... for a queer. Its too bad that you can't please me sexually like a man," his mistress sighed.

Larry's face turned red with embarrassment and shame as he replied, "I'm sorry beautiful mistress."

"I need to be please by a man tonight, not just by a whimp slave with a short sticky tongue," she said coldly as she stared into his eyes.

"Please let me try to please you," pleaded and implored her slave.

"You have tried before and you just can't. You please me like another woman would try, but you can't please me like a real man," his mistress snapped in disgust.

"I'm sorry, truly mistress, I am sorry. I would love to please you with my cock if you would allow me to." Larry spoke, praying that his mistress would consent and grant him permission to have intercourse with her.

"I don't believe you. I'll give you a choice right now! Please me like a real man. All you will have to do is renounce being my slave. The choice is yours, CHOOSE!"

"You mean in order for me to please and fuck you now. I will have to give up being your slave," Larry mumbled.

"That's what I said. Give up slavery forever and please me like a man or remain my slave and never complain or protest in any way when I am pleasured and fucked by another man."

Larry did not answer. The answer was obvious, the die had already been cast. The role of slave was no longer an option that Larry could choose to take or leave. He was slave to his wife and would remain such for life.