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Accepting His Fate

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Synopsis: Andrea's husband agrees to let her train him to be more submissive. He will have to make love to her as a woman would, with his mouth, but there are other ways he will have to accept making love like a woman!

They lay on the bed together, he on his back and she propped up on her elbow. Slipping her hand across, she began to trace the outline of his penis through his new satin pyjama trousers. She felt it begin to stir. Would you like me to train you to be more submissive? she asked. Mike knew that was indeed what he wanted her to do but asked so directly, her question filled him with doubts. What was she planning? Now hed expressed his willingness, could he go through with it? Did he want to go through with it? After a short pause, Mike cautiously enquired, What do you want me to do?

By the look on Andreas face he immediately knew he had annoyed her, but she remained calm and collected. That is for me to decide, all you are required to do is give your consent. We have reached the point Mike, where you must decide whether you will submit to my authority without knowing what I might impose, or whether you will chicken out; in which case there wont be any more nice treats like today, no more frilly knickers, no more beatings.

Which is it to be? she asked looking him coldly in the eye. Mike couldnt bear the thought of not being able to submit to her, but what was she planning? It didnt seem as though he had any choice. Yes, Mike replied Yes, what? she asked, determined to draw out his full consent. Yes I would like you to train me to be more submissive, he confessed. No matter what I might impose? Andrea insisted. No matter what, he agreed.

Good, she replied having obtained his unconditional agreement. Andrea allowed herself a smile of satisfaction; and as she continued to stroke him his erection became firmer. Your hardness proves you want it as much as I do, so dont ever question my authority again. Blushing, Mike nodded but then looked away ashamed, knowing she was right.

She continued to gently trace the outline of his erect cock. You like wearing pretty things … it turns you on doesnt it?, she enquired. He croaked his assent. Good. I much prefer you in ladies underwear, she replied, still stroking him through the shiny fabric, adding, and these satin pyjamas are much nicer to snuggle up to than a mans cotton ones. But not only does wearing satin and lace obviously turn you on, it also makes you more docile; so tomorrow you will dispose of all your male underwear and wear panties all the time … even to work. But what about when I have to change to play squash? he asked, horrified at the thought of being caught and ridiculed in frilly knickers by his colleagues. Dont worry, Andrea replied, Ill let you have some very plain cotton briefs which wont attract attention; but they will be ladies panties, so dont let anyone see the label!

Thinking back to what Julia the assistant in the lingerie department had said, Andrea went on outlining her plans for Mike. I want you to start doing house work on a daily basis. I might allow you to wear a frilly apron with your underwear … I expect youll find that exciting! His erection twitched under her hand, signalling his agreement. I might even make you buy a maids dress in your size. He blushed at the thought; but Andrea sensed his erection throb under her hand.

You will also have to get used to performing your domestic duties in high heels, continued Andrea, as this will make you more careful when you walk and will hopefully make your movements more graceful. Once you have achieved a satisfactory standard of deportment, I will decide how you domestic training can proceed further. She paused to collect her thoughts.

To demonstrate your true submission you will have to get used to making love like a woman. She left the last comment hanging and he felt compelled to ask what she meant; hoping to be reassured. Her reply was not in the least reassuring however. Unless I feel the need Mike, as my little she-male you can keep your willy inside your knickers; and being my feminised companion, you can make love to me as another woman would - with your mouth.

In between times I want you to get used to being on the receiving end of lovemaking and until you do, youre going to have quite a sore bottom! Its quite apparent to me you are deeply submissive, therefore I shall require you to submit to regular penetration. I think the best way to train you will be to make you wear a harness holding a dildo in place while you clean the house. At least it will tame any remaining male arrogance. Mike couldnt argue with the fact he found any anal stimulation highly erotic; but while his mental reaction to this suggestion was that she was going too far, he hadnt the courage to challenge her.

Whilst talking she continued to stroke him through the light fabric of his trousers. She wanted him hard and this would be his third time today after all. The thought of being able to make him do whatever she wanted was making Andrea wet. She rose and knelt astride his thighs. Undoing the bow which fastened the waistband of his pyjama bottoms and drawing the two sides apart; for the second time that day she drew a condom down the length of his erection before undoing the padded satin buttons which held his jacket closed.

Reaching back to the bedside table, she picked up a pair of sprung nipple clips. Hearing the chain which linked the clips rattle across the edge of the table, Mike knew what was coming; but that did nothing to lessen the sharp stabbing pain that penetrated one nipple and then the other. Leaning over her charge, Andrea watched him grimace and press himself into the mattress, as she allowed each clip to close in turn on his nipples squeezing them flat. Andrea waited until she sensed from his reactions that the stabbing pain had changed to a burning ache.

Holding him in her hand she rubbed the head of his penis backwards and forwards along her slit, before settling down onto him with a sigh. She pushed down on him seeking depth of penetration; and, feeling the head of his erection nudge the neck of her womb, rocked against him in a motion that maintained that depth whilst tugging on her clitoris. Reaching forward Andrea took the chain which joined the two clips and gradually applied pressure until she had elongated his nipples. Seeing them whiten as the blood was squeezed out and feeling him twitch within her, she heard him grunt with discomfort despite his lips being tightly pressed together. A girls nipples get ever so sensitive during lovemaking dont they?, she wondered out loud, though she expected no reply as she gently replaced the chain on his chest.

She rose until she could just hold on to his tip with the muscular ring at the entrance to her pussy and continued to tease him by contracting her muscles around him. Maintaining her position she looked down at the supine figure below her and announced, Id like to tie you face down to the bed and watch another man screw you! This brought him up on his elbows causing the chain to slide down his chest and jerk the clips. He flinched as it reached the end of its movement. No, please, I couldnt! he exclaimed. Tightening her muscles around him, she lunged down like a lift out of control. Her vulva ground against him and he fell back against the pillows. Youre mine and I will do whatever I want with you! she announced triumphantly as she felt him twitch as he was about to come. Reacting quickly she slid her hand down and pressed hard against her bud, setting off the waves of contractions before it was too late.

As shed spoken the words, Andrea had no intention of making Mike submit to another man; but as her orgasm swept through her, the thought of him doing so only added to its intensity. As her breathing slowed, Andrea lay slumped on Mikes chest; musing over how she might use this to drive him deeper into submission, once he was used to doing the housework, teetering round on high heels, in a maids dress.

Andrea was sure getting him a nice wig and teaching him to wear make-up, would make it a fun game for him. Once he was trained to accept regular penetration … perhaps even started to look forward to it Andrea supposed; then perhaps the prospect of being required to make love with another man wouldnt be so repugnant to him?

If she was going to encourage Mike to develop his bi side, Andrea mused, there was one activity he was going to have to learn to accept; and in the meantime, learning to love the taste would be a good way of enforcing his humility. Lifting off him, Andrea felt his limp cock slip out if her. Slipping the condom off his sticky but soft member, for the second time that day, she deftly slipped the open end between his lips. Then holding it up by the teat, she squeezed the contents into his mouth. Roll it round your mouth and then swallow it! she commanded; and despite his evident revulsion, for the second time that day, Mike did as she required.

This is an extract from the novel Vows of Submission, which can be accessed at http://www.lulu.com/content/221656


Since the night hed accepted her right to train him, thered been no further mention of one of the aspects of that training; that he submit to regular penetration, with a view to taming any male arrogance remaining in him. Now intending to implement that aspect of his training; Andrea left him standing, whilst she made her way through to get what she needed.

As soon as she returned, Mike understood why he wasnt wearing any knickers; as she appeared holding a harness from which hung what was obviously a dildo. Alarm registered in his eyes, as he realised the harness was intended for him; but she held his gaze and smiled back, murmuring, Dont worry, Im not going to hurt you! But! he started, prompting Andrea to hold up a finger to silence him. But me no buts! she insisted, kneeling down by his feet.

Mike stepped into the leg loops with some trepidation and stood trembling like a captured animal as she pulled them up his legs; before meekly waiting while she secured the waistband. The tube of gel made a muted, obscene noise as Andrea squeezed it; before anointing the head of the phallus.

It wasnt very substantial … not much thicker than his thumb in fact and only about five inches long; but as she offered the tip up to his secret opening, Andrea knew the psychological impact of the intruder would be out of all proportion to its dimensions! But, knowing it in truth to be of very modest proportions; she simply lined it up with his opening and drove it into him.

The whimper that emerged as the intruder surged up into his arse, was almost surpassed by the moan that seemed to come from deep down his throat; as Andrea, ever-so-gingerly, stretched the fabric of his knickers over the head of his throbbing cock. Andrea released him and threw his apron to him. After he had tied the tapes into a big bow behind his back; she held onto his elbow and led him back down downstairs to continue his training.

The training that Andrea had fiendishly decided on for that afternoon was … deportment; and deportment was, she admitted to herself, simply an excuse to get him to walk backwards and forwards before her; whilst she relished the expressions which registered on his face, as the dildo wrought havoc inside his arse.

Finally satisfied, that he could walk about in a suitably lady-like fashion; Andrea delegated household tasks around the ground floor, before turning back to her novel. Gradually, Mike seemed to come to terms with the intruder within him; as he worked his way diligently through the list of tasks shed given him. Later, looking up from her book, she noticed the exaggerated sway of his hips as he passed her chair … was the little minx actually wiggling his arse at her, she wondered, or was he actually rolling his hips to maximise the sensations created by the dildo inside him!?

Whichever it was, all too soon, it became Mikes undoing; and his composure unravelled as he fell forward, forgetting the tray he had been carrying, which fell crashing to the floor. Then, braying like a donkey, he knelt on his hands and knees humping the air, like a dog mounting a bitch. Getting up from her chair, Andrea dropped to her knees beside him; as he knelt, still panting. Pulling the waistband of his knickers out, she plunged her hand inside; and when she withdrew it, it was liberally coated with his creamy spunk. You little slut! she shouted, doing her utmost not to smirk in triumph; and, holding her hand under his mouth, ordered him, Lick up this mess!

This is an extract from the novel Vows of Submission, which can be accessed at http://www.lulu.com/content/221656


The Ultimate Act of Surrender

At six oclock he put a casserole in the oven on the lowest possible heat; and made his way upstairs to shower in accordance with her instructions … and do everything else that showering now implied for Mike. While she waited, Andrea decided to put a bottle of champagne on ice … theyd share it afterwards, she thought.

He had been kneeling, on all fours, on the bed; for twenty minutes when Andrea finally made her way upstairs. He was wearing suspenders, stockings and high heels; but in accordance with her instructions, no knickers. As she rounded the doorway, Andrea could make out his erect cock, pulsing under his belly.

Unknown to him, shed already laid out what shed need in the top drawer of her dresser; but first, she wanted him to satisfy the burning need she felt between her legs. Unzipping her skirt and letting it fall to the floor, she stepped out of it and walked to the head of the bed. After rearranging the pillows up against the quilted headboard, she climbed onto the bed; and sinking into the pillows, shuffled down until she presented her pussy to his lips.

Mike didnt need telling what she needed and starting slowly, matched his devotions to her stirring and groans. Grasping handfuls of his hair, Andrea pulled his head up until his tongue reached her clitty … she needed to come … and with his face mashed against her pussy, Mike licked in the way he now knew she liked and almost immediately Andrea was holding her breath, waiting for the first wave to hit her. Ah! Ahh! Ayeee! she screamed as she clamped her thighs against the sides of his head; and then Hmmm! Hmm! Hmph! she hummed after hed lifted his mouth clear.

Panting, she made an effort to slow her breathing; before wriggling clear and climbing off the bed. Mike remained motionless as she moved across to the dresser after all, shed warned him not to move unless she said he could. Standing with her back to him, she opened the top drawer and pulled out the web of leather straps, which was the harness she would wear; lifting the dildo out separately so she kept the harness untangled. Stepping into the two loops she drew it up to her hips, before fastening the belt and cinching the leg loops; leaving the black phallus, much larger than the one on the harness he had worn, jutting out obscenely before her.

After smearing lubricating gel generously over the false penis, she paused only to wipe the excess off her hands; and turned to face Mike, ready to accept his ultimate surrender. His nervous eyes followed her as she walked the few steps to the bed; before bending to kiss his cheek. Then she stepped behind him and climbed once more onto the bed.

During her evening surfing sessions, shed read many accounts of this act; most of which involved the male being virtually raped … taken against his will. Andrea didnt want that, but she knew full well what a supreme act of surrender it required on his part. She wanted him to want it and in the future … she hoped hed long for it … beg her for it even! Reaching round him with both hands, she lay across his back as she rolled the condom down his throbbing cock; and then pushing herself back off his haunches, she directed the tip of the glistening dildo towards his puckered opening.

When it made contact, he flinched but didnt try to move away. Pressing it lightly against him, she gyrated her hips moving it in a circle with the tip just inside him. Leaning back, she smiled when he sighed as the tip left him; then leant forward and repeated the process, teasing just the tip inside him, before sitting back on her heels once more. This time as she withdrew the tip, his hips moved back as though seeking it out; and as Andrea knelt smiling behind him, he finally offered the surrender shed been waiting for … Please! he begged.

Taking careful aim, she urged her hips forwards and the whole length disappeared inside him. Ahhh! he exclaimed as her hips met his rear; before she pulled back, ready for the next thrust. Plunging the dildo back inside his arse, she reached down and grasped his still erect cock. Drawing her hand down his cock each time she rocked her hips forward, Andrea gloried in his surrender as he howled and pumped his seed into the waiting condom. Afterwards, Andrea knelt over him, the dildo still jutting out from her groin; as lying passively, he opened his mouth, allowing her to feed him from the open end of the condom.

Abandoning the empty pink rubber tube and wiping her hands on his skin, Andrea stepped down from the bed and unfastening the harness, allowed it to drop to the floor, where it landed with a dull thud. Scooping up her skirt from the floor, she slipped out of the room; leaving a dazed Mike to tidy up.

Andrea was fully clothed as Mike, still dressed in only suspenders, stockings and high heels, walked somewhat shakily into the lounge. Looking up she noted, though made no comment, on his near naked condition. After all, Andrea reasoned; given the way theyd just emphatically confirmed their relative status, his state of undress seemed entirely appropriate.

Why dont you open the wine darling? she said, nodding towards the ice bucket. Mike quickly removed the wire closure and despite his still unsteady hands; managed to remove the cork, allowing just the merest hiss of gas to escape, as the pressure was released. Having poured one glass, he looked towards her and, receiving her nod of approval in response; poured a second. Walking over with his limp cock dangling free, as though it was the most natural thing in the world; he handed Andrea one of the glasses he held, before responding to her gaze, he fell to his knees between her feet.

Leaning forward, Andrea kissed him roughly. She could tasted his spunk on his lips; and when she released his lower lip, he was trembling and looked as though he was about to speak. Leaning further forward, she rested her cheek against his. Thank you! he whispered in her ear. Drawing back, she cocked an inquisitive eyebrow: hed said thank you but for Andrea that wasnt quite enough. Swallowing, Mike looked up into her eyes, somehow knowing she wanted to hear more. Thank you for taking me, he managed to stutter.

This is an extract from the novel Vows of Submission, which can be accessed at http://www.lulu.com/content/221656


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