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We had met at a carnival ball and it sparked immediately. On the same evening we danced more often and drank brotherhood. When we separated I gave myself my phone number and she called me the next day. We made an appointment and went together the following Friday.
We had entertaining conversations and came closer and closer. She was really an interesting bride, so I decided to keep a diary.
First entry on Friday the 12. March.
Again we met for eating. She was particularly chic today.
She wore a blue dress with a large neckline that emphasized her firm breasts. The dress had a slit on the side and she had packed her beautiful legs in black nylons. In the truest sense, my knife was sack when I saw her. I had the biggest difficulties to hide my swelling from her.
We ate very well and custody for half an hour before we say goodbye. I would have loved to eat her, but I didn’t dare to start.
Friday, 19. March.
Again we were eating together. Today she wore a black pants suit and black high -heeled paint shoes.
When the trouser legs slip up a little, I could see that they were wearing black nylons, stockings or tights again. I drove her home and she asked me in. I followed her very excitedly. She first pulled out my shirt, tired my pants and picked out my cock.
She put him in her mouth and blew him that I heard and see me passed. I had never experienced anything like that. Then she lay on her bed and I fuck her until I was completely exhausted.
Saturday, 20. March.
After the awakening we fucked the last drop out of me.
At first she was on her back again, but suddenly she turned and I was below. Every time I slipped she straightened up my best piece with her mouth and tongue.
Friday, 26. – Sunday, 28.March.
We were eating again and this time we fucked through the whole weekend, so I was exhausted all week. Something gives me thinking, on Sunday she cooked the food and already had a table order ready.
I should sit aside and she sat on the head of the table. I once read in a book about psychology that the ranking in one at the table order Family can recognize. The leader always sits at the head end.
Friday, 2. – Sunday, 4.
April.
Again we were eating together and then dancing. This time we drove to me. We spent most of the time together in bed and on Saturday evening we went back to eat and dance. On Sunday I wanted to show her that I can cook and we ate with me.
She immediately took the head space at the table again. She praised my food and said something like me would marry her immediately. At that moment I liked it, she only had high -heeled paint shoes, black tights with an open step and a black support – bra. She just looked stunning.
Since she had ridden all the strength out of me this weekend, had chewed me again and had never expected a consideration from me, I was very enthusiastic and said I wouldn’t have it against it. Should she sit at the head end of the table, that didn’t hurt me. We decided to get married in four weeks. Since we both still have a lot old Vacation We wanted to go on vacation for six weeks after the celebration.
She knew a nice destination on the Baltic Sea. I actually only wanted to drive a day later because after a celebration you always have something alcohol drank. However, she said that I should drink as much as I wanted, she wouldn’t do anything to drive the whole route. So I agreed.
Monday, 5.
April.
I get us an appointment at the registry office. Unfortunately, I only managed to get an appointment on June 10th. I called the Britta and informed it. She also agreed to the appointment immediately.
We both applied for our vacation and agreed again for the weekend.
6.April to 9.June.
We saw each other now every day and she finished me every day. Every day she blew me one without having to bring a consideration. She was an ideal woman because I don’t like it when I should lick around on a cunt. I was glad I found her.
Thursday, 10.
– Friday, 11.June.
Everything went very quickly. We gave ourselves the yes – word and were married at the registry office. On the evening we celebrated with our friends with a polish evening. Here I noticed the first time, that she was mad at me.
Britta wanted sex, but I had drunk so much that I fell asleep immediately. The next day she was still upset. I had hoped that she would blow me again, but she literally let me hang.
Saturday, 12. June.
Today we married in church and held the wedding celebration with our families, as is so common with us.
I drank a lot again and Britta doesn’t talk much to me anymore. I think I have to meet her during our honeymoon. But actually I have already accommodated her by having her select the goal. I don’t know where to go yet.
It is shortly before one o’clock on Sunday and we still want to go. I already hear your steps, so I hide my diary. I still don’t know if I will show her once.
Sunday, 13. June.
The highway was free and we are at the destination at half past two.
It is a lonely farm with a large property that is surrounded by a high wall. Somehow this seems strange to me, like a prison. A somewhat strictly dressed lady awaits us and gives us our apartment key. Britta gives me in an commanding tone that I should carry the suitcases into the building.
This does not fit me at all, but I don’t want to make a scene and obey the woman in front of the woman. As soon as we are in the anterior vom apartment and have closed the door I confront it and ask them what that is supposed to. Then she told me I did not need to imagine that she would dance after my pipe but she would teach me during the honeymoon. In her words she started to undress and asked me to take off my clothes too.
She looked in her black nylons that were attached to suspenders and so stunning to her black leather corset that I immediately met this request. I put all the clothes off until I was completely naked. When I looked at her, I noticed that she had taken a combat position like in a karate film. I wanted to show her who the gentleman is in the house and attacked her.
She grabbed my arm, used the swing of my attack and smashed me against the wall. I turned a little dazed when I only saw a sole of the foot covered by black nylon. I couldn’t avoid it anymore and he hit me exactly on my chin. Then all lights went out for me.
When I woke up again I had a leather belt with several metal rings around my hip. On two metal rings my hands were hooked with leather cuffs. Since my wife, or should I already say My mistress, I had also chained my feet together, I was helplessly at the mercy.
“So now I’ll teach you who is the gentleman in the house and gives the tone,” she said. “So far only you have ever got your expense, now we’ll turn the skewer around.
Dumir will be the first to lick the cunt. Of course I refused what proved to be a big mistake. She grabbed my hair and pulled me through a door to the next room. Since the thick shutters were still closed, the room was in complete darkness.
Due to the train on my hair, I could only see the tiled soil anyway, which was recognizable by the little light from the hallway. With one hand my wife reached next to her and took some of a shelf. Next she pressed my nose with two fingers, pressed my chin down with the palm, so that I opened my mouth wide and stuck a thick gag that she tightened on my head. She threw me on her back, clamped my head between her legs, put a ball pump on the gag and blew it up until my whole mouth was filled out.
Now she turned the light on. What I saw now chased me a good horror. The room was furnished like a torture chamber or a dominasta studio.
A pulley was attached to the ceiling. To the left of the door was a St. Andrew’s cross on the wall.
On the right next to it was an iron bed on which several leather straps were attached to the fixed snaps. Half hidden from the bed I was able to recognize a penalty and right next to it there was a medieval pillory. Then a lot of my look at the right wall and dawn to me that I was lost. On this wall, neatly sorted a wide variety of percussion instruments, various riding crops, whip in all sizes, steel handcuffs, paddles, pipe stock and some wall shelves with needles, candles, brackets and weights.
Now it became clear to me why my wife had chosen this quarters. She had only worked towards this wedding and this honeymoon. She had suggested this goal to me while she was blewing to me and I had consented to everything. Before the wedding she had brought me under control with her mouth and I never had to provide a consideration, but now she had reached what she wanted and I was helplessly delivered to her.
She would me to hers slaves The first words that she addressed to me in this room were educated. From today I would be that she had to lick her and she would no longer blow a cock, that would not have been fun anyway.
She got a metal rod from the wall with two eyelets on the side and one in the middle that attached it to the pulley. Then she hooked her right arm off the belt body and attached it to the pole. Then she was the same with the left.
I didn’t resist at all because I didn’t want to raise her anymore. She put on the pulley a little so that my hands were something above my head. Now she got a pole and attached her to my ankles. She attached the rod to the floor with a small chain, put on the pulley a little and I hung all four of myself spread out with my feet a few centimeters above the floor.
Suddenly she said that she was tired and had to lie down something. She left me, turned the light off and just let me hang. It seemed to have passed forever when I finally heard steps. The door opened and mine came in mistress.
I was aware that she would raise me to her hearing slave. I had lost the duel and I looked at her, she would get it so hard that I would never dare to disregard her commands. She wore a leather corset, had black nylon stockings with suspenders and her feet were in high lace -up boots.
After turning on the light, she went to the right wall and got a rolled up, several meters long whip. With this she stood behind me and then mercilessly whipped me out.
After just a few minutes she had completely broken my will, but she continued mercilessly. Fortunately, I lost consciousness several times. Finally it was over. She started me, handed me a document and a ballpoint pen and ordered me to sign.
In order not to pull her unwilling on me again, I signed the slave contract without reading it. Next she ordered me to put me on the floor. She sat on my face and I had to lick her for the first time. Her cunt was densely hairy and she had to be in the toilet shortly before, because she already smelled slightly of urine.
I disgusted myself terrible, but was obedient and licked her exactly according to her instructions so that she came several times. Then I had to make the food. We fed as before, she was sitting at the head of the table and I was on the side. The roles were clearly distributed.
I still had to be glad that I didn’t have to. Later we saw some television and I had to go to her knees three more times to satisfy her with my tongue. I myself couldn’t get my expense anymore. Then she said it would be time to go to sleep.
She brought me back to the torture chamber and chained me to the metal bed. The many cunts had made me so horny that I would have liked to satisfy myself, but she didn’t give me a chance. I only entered this two days later.
Monday, 14. June.
I couldn’t fall asleep for a long time and when I finally made it, several slaps stuck me.
My wife was still mad at me. She sat on my face and I had to satisfy her with her tongue to greet the new day, only then she started. We shower together and then I had to cook the coffee. The rolls brought us a servant of the pension.
Then we drank coffee extensively. My wife was sitting at the head of the table again, that was our fixed space distribution. After I cleaned everything, I was rubbed with sunscreen because it should be a warm day. For lunch I made a picnic basket with sandwiches and plenty of juice.
My wife had to go on a carriage ride and to organize a picnic on the way. I had to put on shorts without underpants. I suspected that she wanted to eat me on the way. In addition to sneakers, she banned every further piece of clothing.
I took the basket and we went to a building in which the carriage stood. I wondered all the time where the horses were here until I saw the carriage. It was actually a kind of Ritschka. I put the basket in a special compartment in the back of the car.
At her command I went between the dyke and let her buckle up.
I had learned yesterday that the resistance was pointless. I would only have worsened my location. I also had a head dishes with a bite bar and reacted on every pull of the reins. She kept in front of our apartment and wanted to get something.
When she came out, she wore a whip in her right hand with a long handle, as you have the cheek coaches. She took her place again and steered me with my reins. The property belonging to the pension was huge. We were able to drive around for hours and had only seen a part.
We spent lunch at a pond. I had to get it with my tongue several times and finally I was allowed to cum again. I had to put myself in the grass on my back and she rode me until I had no drop of juice in me.
On the way home I was completely invalidated and also felt the whip twice because she was not satisfied with my pace. On the way she had to pee and from me she asked me to lick her clean.
With this requirement she had a expectant smile on her lips and I knew she would whip me until I obey. To avoid this, I met her command. It was terribly disgusted to lick my piss and it didn’t like it either, but I removed every drop with my tongue, then we continued the journey. After dinner we saw a little bit away and then we slept together like a normal couple.
Tuesday, 15.
June Education goes on …
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