About a month ago my wife and I were lying in bed reading letters in your magazine dealing with sexual domination.

Renée became really aroused and we ended up having some of the hottest sex of our six-year marriage. She was insatiable!

As we lay savoring our afterglow, I asked what had turned Renée on. After some prodding she admitted that for some reason the thought of being dominated intrigued her. Was I surprised! At the same time I was aroused by the possibilities. We talked about it quite a while, and when I asked if she really wanted to try it, she nodded. We decided to set up a safety word (“Montezuma”) so that if she didn’t like what was happening, she just had to say the word and everything would stop.

The next night Renée got in bed wearing her red baby-doll nightie. I looked at her and said, “Slave, remove your panties immediately.” She blinked a few times, then realized what I was doing and said, with a smile,

“Yes, master!” She pulled her panties down and gave them to me. I told her that from then on she was never allowed to wear panties.

She replied, “Yes, master! Whatever you wish.”

I sat up against the headboard and ordered Renée to suck my cock and play with her pussy. She moved between my legs and took my six-incher all the way in her mouth and at the same time started fingering her pussy with her right hand.

In all our six years Renée never sucked me like she did that night! As I neared climax, I ordered her to swallow the first couple of squirts, then let the rest of my come splash all over her face. And when I started to come, she did just that. As her face became drenched, she let out a groan, which quickly gave way to a wail as she had a sudden intense orgasm.

The sight of my wife’s face covered with my come was such a turn-on that my cock remained fairly hard, so I ordered Renée to suck me again until I was firm. She complied immediately, and as soon as I was hard again, I ordered her to get on her hands and knees so that I could take her doggie-style. When she was in position, she said demurely, “I’m ready for you, master.”

I moved behind her and pushed my cock all the way in her. Her pussy was so wet that with each thrust it made a squishing sound. While I pounded away, she kept saying, “Yes, master! Fuck your obedient slave!” When I finally came, she purred, “Thank you, master, for making love to me.” We drifted to sleep in each other’s arms, and in the morning made love again, with her still calling me “master.”

I told Renée to throw all her panties in the trash. She went to her drawer, got them and tossed them all in the wastebasket. I told her she could wear pantyhose while at work, but never panties.

For the next five nights I was her master and she was my willing slave. She never once said “Montezuma.” For the two weeks that followed we had fantastic sex every night. She seemed extremely eager to please her master.

During the second week I secretly did a little shopping for Renée, and when she got home from work that Friday, I told her we were going out after dinner and she was to change into the clothes I’d laid out for her. “Yes, master!” she said, and after dinner she went in the bedroom and reappeared 40 minutes looking smoking hot.

Her hair and makeup were done perfectly, and she looked unbelievably sexy in a black leather miniskirt that barely covered her ass, black crotchless pantyhose and a sheer red blouse that showed off the red shelf bra underneath it. Her areolae showed clearly, and her hard nipples stuck out like bullets. The four-inch heels made her almost six feet tall.

While I drove us to a bar across town, I told Renée that while we were there she was to flash her pussy to as many men as possible. She wrapped her arm in mine and replied, “If that is what my master wishes, I will obey.” When we walked in the crowded bar, every man there stared at my wife. We found a table and ordered drinks. While we sat there, Renée had her knees parted so that anyone walking by or seated across from her could easily see her pussy.

We stayed at the bar until almost midnight, when I told Renée it was time to leave. As soon as we got in our car, I told her to suck my cock. Without hesitation she said, “Yes, master!” She knelt on the passenger seat, leaned over the center console and fished my hard cock out of my pants. She took most of it down in one gulp.

As she started sucking me, I reached down and pulled her leather skirt up to her waist, then slid my hand under it and felt her drenched pussy. I pushed two fingers inside, which brought forth a moan. In her kneeling position she moved her legs apart, giving me better access to her pussy. Her thighs were slick with her juices from flashing all those men in the bar.

While I drove, I fingered Renée’s wet slit and she moaned up a storm, producing vibrations on my cock until I came, which seemed to trigger her climax. She swallowed every drop of my come, then licked my shaft clean.

After I came, I decided to see just how submissive Renée was willing to be. I pulled over to the side of the road and retrieved a black collar from the center console. She stared at it for a few seconds. When she recognized what it was for, she raised her chin, and I put it around her neck.

I drove to an adult bookstore that I knew had video rooms with glory holes in the walls. While I parked the car, I asked if she remembered the safety word. She nodded, and I said, “Now we’ll see just how good a slave you are.” As I got out of the car, I grabbed a leather leash I’d hidden in the door compartment, then walked around to the passenger door. As Renée exited the car, I attached the leash to her collar. I half-expected her to say “Montezuma” right then, but she just smiled at me silently.

I led her into the sex store. She’d never been in one and seemed very nervous when she saw how many male customers there were. I figured that none of those guys had ever seen a woman being led around on a leash with her breasts exposed. I led her over to the aisle where the sex toys were displayed. When she saw them all, her eyes grew wide as saucers.

Everybody watched as I instructed Renée to pick out three toys she’d like to have for her personal use. She looked at me if she were about to say the safety word, but then said, “Yes, master!” She examined dildos of various sizes and settled on one about the size of my cock. She handed it to me, then started looking at vibrators. She read the description on each package and settled on one eight inches long with a second prong to stimulate the clit. One of the four buttons near the base actually made the device squirm in circles! She handed it to me asking, “May I please have this one, master?”

For her third toy, Renée selected a foot-long, really thick black dildo. As she handed it to me, I pointed to a small remote-controlled vibrating egg that was also on the display rack and told her to add it to her collection. While she picked it up, I grabbed a tube of lubricant. Then I led her to the sales counter, where the male clerk stared openly at her breasts. I handed him the toys, asked for batteries for the egg and vibrator, gave him cash and asked for the change in coins for the video booths.

As the guy gave me my change, I raised my voice and asked which video booth had a glory hole. With a big grin, he said the third booth on the right had one in each wall. I led Renée down the hallway to that booth and told her to sit on the chair inside and load the batteries in her toys.

While she did, I unhooked the leash from her collar and put it in my pocket. When she had the batteries in place, I pointed at the glory holes and explained that men would likely stick their cocks through them, and said that if anyone did that while she was sitting in the booth, she was to pleasure them in any way possible, as if they were me.

Again I expected to hear her utter the safety word, but she replied in a husky voice, “If that’s what my master commands, I will obey.”

I told her to stand up and bend over facing the viewing screen. As she did, I turned on the vibrating egg and rubbed it along her drenched slit. When it touched her clit she let out a moan. I told her to run it back and forth along her entire slit, and as she did, I poured some lubricant on two of my fingers and worked them slowly in her back door, which produced a sustained moan.

I worked the lube in for a while to ensure adequate lubrication, then took the egg from her, already wet and slippery, and with little effort slid it in her ass. I turned the egg on at the lowest speed, and she gasped.

I told Renée to sit down and put some coins in the video machine so she could watch a porn movie until some man offered her his cock. I said I’d look in on her every so often to see if she was being a good slave and at some point while she was in the booth I would put my cock through one of the holes to test her obedience.

I went out in the hall, partially closing the door to the booth. Not long after, a patron came into the viewing area. He looked at me nervously, but when I smiled and nodded, he smiled back and hurried into the booth next to Renée’s. Within a minute I heard him start to moan. I peeked in Renée’s booth and saw that she had her mouth wrapped tightly around his cock with her head bobbing back and forth on it. I closed the door and listened while she pleasured the guy. In a couple of minutes a loud groan came from his booth.

Soon afterward the guy came out and headed briskly for the front of the store. He must have told the other guys what had happened, because seconds later there was a virtual stampede for the booths on either side of Renée’s. From one I soon started hearing moans and a male voice saying, “Oh fuck, lady, you’re good!” I peeked in her booth and saw her fingering her pussy while she sucked on a long cock sticking through the hole to her right. Another cock was poking through the wall to her left.

I closed the door and started varying the speed of the vibrating egg. Soon I heard my wife’s moans above those of the guy she was sucking off. Moments later she let out a muffled wail, a pretty unmistakable sign that she was coming. After that the guy groaned, and it seemed a good bet that he was coming as well.

After he left his booth, I peeked in Renée’s and saw that she still had a hand buried between her legs and was pumping away as she now slurped on the cock on her left. While her head bobbed back and forth, I leaned in and told her to let the man shoot over her face and chest. She let out a long moan and sucked faster. A minute or so later the guy groaned, and she pulled his cock out of her mouth and fisted it just as he started to squirt. The first couple of squirts splashed on her face and hair. The next several landed on the front of her blouse.

I said, “That’s a good slave.” As I said it, a long, thick cock came poking through the hole on the wall to Renée’s right. I decided to give her the ultimate test of domination. I leaned in and, pointing at the log, whispered, “I want you to fuck that big cock with the egg still inside you.” Visibly aroused, she looked at the cock, then stared at me for about 20 seconds.

“Montezuma” for sure, I thought! But instead Renée said demurely, “Yes master! If it pleases you.” I replied,

“It would please me greatly.”

Renée stood up, raised her skirt to her waist and swung her body into position. She reached back and grasped the giant shaft, aligned it with her pussy and pushed back, impaling herself on it. Her eyes grew wide with apparent dismay at how it was stretching her.

“Oh God, master,” she gasped, “it’s big!”

“Take all of it,” I ordered.

Renée pushed back until her ass was firmly against the wall. I started varying the speed of the vibrating egg, which brought a growl from her unknown lover, who could feel the thing vibrating in her ass. The guy kept grunting as he pounded away at my wife. She looked incredibly sexy with her exposed ass pressed up against the wall and her breasts swaying back and forth as he took her.

I increased the intensity of the vibrating egg, which caused Renée to give out a high-pitched groan. The guy also let out a groan. He was only able to fuck her for a couple more minutes, finally driving her to an orgasm that forced her to grasp the back of the chair for support. He bellowed like a bull, and she gasped as she felt him blast inside her.

I quietly closed the door to Renée’s booth and waited for the guy to come out of his. Once he did, I went in that booth and pushed my raging hard-on through the glory hole to wait my turn. For the next few minutes I listened to the sounds of my wife servicing the guy in the opposite booth, till it sounded like they both came.

Seconds after that I felt my wife’s hand grasping my cock, and then I felt her sopping pussy envelop my whole shaft. Her pussy felt like a vat of melted butter. As I started thrusting into her, her vaginal muscles clenched tightly on my shaft. I can’t describe the sensation of the vibrating egg humming away in her ass while her pussy muscles squeezed my cock.

I lasted only a few minutes before I started coming. As I started squirting, Renée pushed back against the wall and squeezed her vaginal muscles like never before. She whimpered as I came inside her. When I was done coming, I stuffed my cock back in my pants and left the booth. There was another guy waiting, but I told him the lady was done. He showed a look of total disappointment as he turned and walked back into the store area.

I waited about ten minutes while Renée serviced the guy in the other booth. When he groaned out, “Oh God,” I knew he was coming. I opened the door to Renée’s booth and saw that she had fucked him too. She was a sight to behold, with her cheeks and chest covered with come.

I smiled at her and said, “You’ve done well, slave. We’ll leave now.”

Renée pulled out some tissues from a box on the table, but I stopped her. I told her she wasn’t to remove any of the come until I told her to, because I wanted everyone to see what a good slave she had been. I reattached the leash to her collar and led her out of the video area. As I led her through the store, every man stared at her.

When we were in our car, I told Renée to use her hands to wipe the come off her face and then to lick her fingers clean. “Yes, master!” she replied. I watched as she did this, with my raging hard-on straining at my pants. I told her to use the black dildo to masturbate until we got home. She raised her skirt to her waist, pulled the big dildo out of her purse and, parting her legs, slowly slid it all the way inside her. When I asked her how it felt, she replied, “Oh master, my pussy feels like it’s going to split in two. This is bigger than anything I’ve ever had inside me.”

“Take it all,” I said, and she did.

As I drove, I continued varying the speed of the vibrating egg, which caused Renée to increase the frequency and volume of her moaning. I kept glancing over at her thrusting the dildo in and out of her as fast as she could. Every time I passed a truck, I turned on the dome light so the driver could see what she was doing, and each time she moaned loudly. Several truckers blew their horns in appreciation. She came three times before we got home.

\Once we arrived, I told her to keep the dildo all the way in her until I removed it. She walked in the house with her right hand between her legs to keep it from falling out. In our bedroom I told her to strip and get on the bed in doggie position. She was out of her clothes in a flash and then on her hands and knees with the dildo still in her pussy and the egg vibrating in her ass. Her inflamed labia were wrapped around the dildo, and her juices, mixed with come, were running down her inner thighs.

The dildo made a sucking sound as I pulled it out of Renée’s pussy. As I pushed my cock in, her pussy felt loose until she squeezed her vaginal muscles. Her pussy still felt like it was filled with melted butter. The vibrating egg massaged both our organs. I told Renée to tell me everything that happened in the video booth, and as she did, in lurid detail, we fucked like wild animals. She was really set off when I told her I fucked her when she was in the booth. We came hard, then fell on the bed with my cock still inside her.

We cuddled until my cock slipped out. I told Renée I loved her, and she said she loved me. When I finally removed the vibrating egg, she moaned in disappointment. I asked her if she liked being submissive, and she smiled and said, “Oh yes, master! I will do anything you wish.” We kissed, then fell into a deep sleep.

In the morning I told Renée that I wanted to watch her masturbate with the two-pronged vibrator she had picked out. She fished it out of its box and checked to make sure she had put batteries in it. I told her to try each of the buttons on the base to see what they did.

One turned the device on, and another made the upper half of the device swivel in circles to stretch her pussy. After examining the device, Renée parted her legs and inserted it slowly in her pussy until the second prong was resting against her clit. When she turned it on, she moaned “Ohmygod” and rolled onto her stomach. She started riding the thing as if it were a real cock.

Each time it came out of her pussy, I saw that it was slick with her juices, and each time she pushed down on it, her clit came in contact with the second prong, which caused her to moan. Not surprisingly, this all led to a crushing orgasm.

After she’d recovered, I told her to masturbate again if she felt the need to come again. This time she activated the button that caused the thing to squirm inside her pussy. That set her off like a Roman candle. In no time at all she was gasping “Ohmygod” repeatedly and saying how good the thing felt inside her. When she was done, she was gasping for air.

We made love until we were spent. Afterward, as we cuddled, I asked Renée if she liked being dominated. She nodded eagerly and said she loved pleasing me. Since this happened, two weeks ago, I’ve been looking into taking Renée to a swingers’ club so I can watch her take on several men at a time. If that goes well, who knows what we’ll try next?