I am writing this at the suggestion of my wife/mistress in the hope that it will point the way to happiness for other couples who have the same desires and tendencies.

I have always felt the need for firm discipline and the secure structure that only a dominant woman can give. I am glad that early in our marriage, I had the courage to confront my wife with these desires. Consuela is five years older than me, a petite beauty with long black hair and a fiery Latin temperament. She has always been opinionated and sure of herself, and, once I had voiced my needs, she eagerly agreed to enter into an active dominant role.

Consuela stated from the first that the key to feminine dominance was sexual control. One day she took me to an adult shop where I was startled to see every type of sexual aid imaginable. To my embarrassment, she told the clerk that she was interested in a cock harness that would fit me. With a knowing smirk, he displayed several types. Consuela then asked me if I would be willing to wear one so that I would be reminded of my place at all times. With the clerk looking on, I could only stammer an agreement.

The leather-and-metal device she settled on encircles the balls, rings the penis and locks with a miniature padlock. It is sized for some cock expansion, but nothing approaching a full hard-on. Once we were home and she had me fitted and locked, I had a feeling of almost total subjugation — a feeling I was to find increasingly enjoyable. Any thoughts or sights which aroused my sexual feelings resulted in a strange sensation of titillation and bondage.

My horniness began to build immediately but, that night, when I begged Consuela to remove the harness, she refused. Instead she coolly told me that I would have to wait until Saturday night. To my pleas for relief, she said. “An aroused husband is an obedient one, and I think I've found a way to keep you continually horny. Any more whining will only lengthen your sentence.”

Tl1e following days were a strange mixture of agony and pleasure. My straining harness served as a constant reminder of just who was boss. Being submissive, I had always been attentive to her needs, but now it seemed that I was aware of her every nuance, her every thought, even before she expressed it. By Friday, she said I had become almost telepathic.

Finally, on Saturday, Consuela ordered me into the den. where she pulled up the hem of her dress and seated herself in an armless chair. She spread her long, well-shaped legs to reveal a dripping pussy, and my cock began to swell and strain against its harness. “Lick,” she commanded sharply. I hastened to comply.

Under my oral attention, her leg muscles stiffened. and in time her hips began to quiver in the throes of orgasm. My confined member was now throbbing in exquisite pain and dripping with pre-come. Consuela gave a cry, grasped my hair and squeezed my head tightly to her crotch. I eagerly lapped up her oozing juices as she climaxed. Then she pushed me away and ordered me onto my hands and knees. The time of my sexual release was at hand!

“Now beg your mistress,” she said coldly. “I want you to convince me that you will do anything for me if I let you come. Anything!”

I immediately assured her that I would be her total slave forever if I could only have relief. Satisfied, Consuela went to a drawer and selected an eight-inch dildo. After having me lick it and then smearing my rear with jelly, she proceeded to strap it on. As a final step, she inserted the key in the harness lock but did not open it. She then began to ease the dildo into my tight, virgin asshole.

“Now, relax, darling. We don't want to delay this, do we?” she cooed.

That was enough. My sphincter loosened, and soon I felt the incredible sensation of the dildo thrusting deep in my ass. The erotic sensation of that huge thing sliding in and out was almost unbearable with my cock still confined in its harness. The harder she thrust, the more my cock strained in a vain attempt to burst its bonds.

“Please, Mistress! Please!” I screamed. At last she reached underneath me, gave the key a twist and pulled off the harness. In an instant my erect cock sprang free and, after just a few more thrusts, began to spurt streams of pearly white come onto the floor. Mistress squeezed my balls repeatedly to milk out every last drop. Next, I was ordered to lick the floor clean. For the first time I experienced the taste of come as I lapped it up as quickly as I could.

Pleased with my performance, Mistress ordered me to shower, clean the harness and return. I suppose that this was a moment of decision; I was free of the restraint and could choose to remain so. The thought never entered my mind, however, for I had come to enjoy the confinement almost as much as the relief. I found myself actually looking forward to Consuela locking that device on me again, and my cock began to firm once more at the mere thought of it.

Almost ten months have passed since that day, and I have become conditioned to obey Consuela's every command promptly and completely. Mistress has introduced me to her bathing and dressing rituals, and I have learned 10 love the caress of satin and nylon. Under my business suit at work, I now wear her soiled panties from the day before. I feel good!

She has stated that from now on, she will only be serviced orally and my penis will enter her pussy only on Saturday nights. At least twice a week, I am privileged to approach, kneel between her thighs and bury my face in her beautiful crotch, licking, sucking and sometimes just breathing her sex for hours.

All this keeps me in a state of constant sexual arousal. My panties are continually damp with pre-come as my cock swells against its restraint. This ecstasy rises to an almost unbearable peak by Saturday night, which Mistress has decided is the optimum time for relieving me. She varies her method of doing this to suit her mood. I love a good anal fucking, but sometimes she will simply remove the harness and give my cock a few strokes with a feather or command me to jack off.

I have come to adore my wife as my dominant mistress; my whole life now revolves around striving to please her in every way. And to think that all this began with that wonderful little padlocked cock harness!