Obedience

You will Obey Me

My 2nd wife was a brilliant Mistress and I think she would of made a good actress. When she found out that I was a Cross Dresser and into all forms of BDSM she jumped at the chance of exploiting the situation. She then insisted I had to call her Mistress or Ma'am at all times and never by her first name. I would also have to curtsy when she left or entered a room or when she left or arrived home from work. She made a rule that I would always have to wear stockings, suspenders and a bra to work under my clothes except in situations where it wasn't possible.

On days I wasn't working I would have to be dressed in my maids outfit at home and be ready to do all the household chores after she left for work. Mistress used to finish work at around lunchtime and If I was working Mistress would invariably call me at work and tell me to get home immediately and I had to be there at a time she set. If I was early I could not go into the house until the designated time otherwise I would be punished, the same if I was 30 seconds late too.

One day at work I got a call from Mistress and I had 15 minutes to get home, now Mistress knew that I would be cutting it fine to make 15 minutes. anyway I jumped into the car and drove home, unfortunately due to a bloody learner driver I was 5 minutes late and I knew no excuses would wash with her. I entered the house at the back and knocked on the door and after about a minute I was greeted by Mistress who was wearing a PVC catsuit, hair tied up at the back in a bun, Heavy black eye shadow and Red lipstick, she looked amazing, but from the look on her face I knew I was in trouble. She put my collar and leash on and dragged me upstairs and ordered me to strip down to my underwear, which I did in double quick time.

Mistress then tied my wrists in front of me and my ankles together then tied the wrists to the ankles in a bent over position. Put a blindfold on me and used a scarf rolled up as a gag. I knew what was coming. I heard Mistress go to the dressing table drawer and pull something out and the next thing I new I was whacked across the butt with a riding crop.

In a very stern voice Mistress said, 'When I tell you to be here at a certain time I expect you to be here not 5 minutes late"
Because of the gag I could only mumble the words "Sorry Mistress" I then got 5 more hits of the crop on both cheeks.
"I have warned you before, DO NOT DISOBEY ME, or you will be sorry.
Again I mumbled "Yes Mistress"
I was lucky only to get away with 6 whacks, usually it's a hell of a
lot more. Mistress untied my wrists from my ankles and told me to kneel
on the floor in front of her and play with my cock.

"You have 2 minutes to make that thing hard or I will punish you again" she said,

Lucky for me it didn't take that long before I was fully erect.

"Now wank that pathetic thing and do not cum, but you tell me when you are close"

I did as she said and starting rubbing my cock up and down, I remember
at the time I was excited from being punished and shouted at by Mistress
and I knew I wouldn't take long before I was ready to ejaculate. I
carried on for a few more minutes until I felt the stirrings in my
balls.

"Mistress I think I am ready to cum"
She checked my cock to see if there was anything leaking, and lucky for me there wasn't
"Get on the floor on your back and run your legs up the wall"

I did as she said, got on my back and shuffled up against the wall with
my legs right up high so I was resting on my neck. Mistress then pulled
my legs over me making sure that my cock was directly above my mouth,
she then took hold of my cock and started to rub it.

"When you cum make sure you catch it all in your mouth"

It wasn't long before my aching cock was shooting it's contents into my
mouth and all over my face. Once I had finished cleaning up, Mistress
then took a black cord and tied my cock and balls up and warned me that
it had better be still tied up when I got home from work that evening.
"Now get back to work you pathetic slut"
I quickly got dressed, asked her if it was OK to remove my collar
then thanked her with a curtsy and left the room and went back to work.
This is a true story.

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