New Spartan Empire
I suppose I'm like every other man in America, I work
each day go home get mediocre sex from a wife who has
gotten as fat and lazy as I have and sweat about the
mortgague and the car payments. I work as an
electrician in a non union shop (means I do the same
job for less money)and one day I grabbed a live wire
and damn near killed myself. I wake up in the
hospital with just a few electrical burns but mostly
none the worse for wear. Discharged that same day
(why would you want to keep me there I dont have
insurance) I get dropped off back home in time to hear
my wife complaining to her mother that I hadn't mowed
the lawn in a week. I look over at the sink full of
three days of unwashed dishes and settle myself in
front of the TV for a little bit of mindless time.
"Why are you late? Never mind it's not like you'd
tell me the truth anyway. Probably out drinking with
Mark again..." she trailed off at the end. She had
taken to fighting out of habbit but lately had just
lost the conviction. She came in and complained
because I was watching "Fight Club" again, she really
hated that movie. She made another half hearted
attempt at an arguement then gave up and went in to
sit on the internet for the next four hours.
"We are a generation of men raised by women, I wonder
if another woman is really what we need..." Its the
last words I hear of the movie before I fall asleep.
Hours later I am awakened, Julia has finally gotten
bored with Yahoo games and decided it is time to go to
bed. I feel like every musscle in my body is on fire,
and my eyes are full of sand. I crawl off to the
bedroom we share in our small two bedroom house.
Julia asks me "Well arent you going to say anything to
me, you havent said anything all day!"
"What would you have me say?" I ask as I fall still
clothed into bed.
"Say you love me, say you hate me, just say
something!!!" Her voice kept getting more shrill.
Finally I had had enough "I was late because I was in
the hospital. There was an accident at work and I
nearly died. I've got doctors orders to be off work
for three days, which means we'll be short on the car
payment again. I love you, I hate you, and I am too
tired to deal with you right now."
Julia broke down into tears, "I'm going to my mothers
until you can talk civily to me."
I assume she left, I was already asleep.
I woke up at four in the morning and couldnt get back
to sleep. So I got up and got on the internet myself.
There is a news article about a Spartan vase that was
unearthed in Greece. I picked up the bottle of
whiskey I kept near the computer for just such a night
as this. I surf through the article about Spartan
society get to the end and still am interested so I
google Spartan and find replica armor and more stories
about their phalanx fighting style and methods of
training. I heard that they often matched young
warriors with older ones in sexual liasons and thought
it pretty disgusting. I moved on to a new link
http://spartan.web1000.com/ and got a bit of an
eyeful. I've always considered myself straight and
certainly didnt think I would ever play with anything
resembling "gay" sex. But I drank a little more and
surfed a little more and stumbled across a shemale
sight.
This was intriguing. Men who choose to be women. An
alien concept to me. I was quite happy being a man
and couldnt understand it. I decided I wanted to know
more. I watched and got horny but I couldnt verywell
take care of myself with burns on both hands.
I got up and went out it was six o'clock. Normally I
would be on my way to work but instead I had the day
off doctors orders. I caught a bus heading into down
town. Getting off the bus at Broad and First street I
could already see the building that was my goal. An
adult video store with an arcade. I'd read on one of
the websites what went on in places like this and
figured it would do the trick besides I was currious
and still quite drunk.
I was surprised how many men were in here considering
the hour but without looking at any of them I got my
tokens and went back amoung the booths. Picking one
at the back I walked in and put my money in the
machine. It was a gay scene that popped up and while
I was currious two guys just didnt make me horny. I
flipped through and sure enough there was a shemale
flick and this guy with a huge dick was hammering
him/her hard in the ass. I was so busy with the
action on the screen I almost didnt notice the man a
the little hole in the wall. I undid my pants, I was
already quite stiff. I stepped up to the hole and as
I put it through I felt a warm soft and talented mouth
begin the best blow job I had ever had. I came way
too quick and he didnt even stop just swallowed it all
and kept sucking like his life depended on it.
Finally it was just too much for me and I pulled out
of his mouth, looking down I could see his tongue
licking through the hole as if begging for more. I
was buttoning up my pants as best I could with my
hands as they are when I looked back at the hole and
saw that he had placed his cock through the hole. I
paniced. I wasnt gay. Just because I let a gay guy
suck me off didnt mean I was gay. Just becasue I
liked watching a guy dressed up as a girl getting
fucked in the ass didnt mean I was gay.
I ran. I left the store with what had to be a
terrified look on my face.
I got home and had a case of the guilts. I'm not gay
I told myself, and a few minutes later I AM NOT GAY!
I turned on the TV and found I was in luck Sports
Illustrated had their swimsuit photo shoot special on.
I really love the way those girls look although
sometimes they are just a little too plastic for me.
I find the bottle of whiskey and start working on it
again. Well whiskey and swimsuit models have me all
worked up again. I cant very well go back to the
video store, so I get online and start surfing. In a
chat room called sissys4realMen I met a "woman" called
Dawn. We talked and she told me about how she wanted
to submit to a man completely and be his owned
possession. I thought to myself "Why dont women act
like this?". He talked about wanting a man who was
part hero part villian and what he would do to keep
such a man happy. Dawn turned on her web cam and
while he wasnt exactly passable he was pretty close
considering he still went to work as Don. Don lived
in a shitty appartment down town (close to the very
video store I was in earlier)and worked in a parking
garage. Divorced and paying outrageous child support
he pretty much lived a life of shit. Dawn however was
sexy, and cared for and sought after and all she had
to do to get all the love she craved was to give
herself over to whoever her lover of the moment was.
Dawn chose love over freedom.
Ok I still dont get it and I'll be the first one to
admit that but hell if Dawn was happy with it I was
happy to watch her gag herself with the dildo at my
command.
Still horny I did two things I couldnt have imagined
doing even two days ago I dry humpped the mattress
until at last sore and mildly rugburned I got some
relief and I made an appointment to visit Dawn next
weekend.
I looked up at the clock and thought "Shit, I've
fucked off this whole day" so I got up and tried to do
some little projects around the house but with both
hands burned I quickly gave it up and got back on the
internet.
Leather armor, bronze helm, and shield
http://www.by-the-sword.com/acatalog/The_Greeks.html
I grabbed for the credit card before I even thought
twice about it. They would all be here in time for my
date with Dawn.
Phone rings, I let it ring. Julia's voice comes over
the answering machine "Honey, pick up the phone.
Honey.... I know you're there.... ok fine, well when
you get this I'm on my way home. I'll probably be
there for dinner I thought we could go out.... maybe
to that chineese place.... anyway I'll talk to you
soon"
I remember thinking "Damn!" but then I checked the
clock. It would take her at least two hours to make
it here from her mothers at this time of day. I
cleaned up the cashe on the computer and changed into
some sweat pants and tried to change the dressing on
my hands. That was an adventure as you can imagine
but mostly I got it done. The burns weren't nearly as
bad looking as they felt. With a little luck I'd be
ready to go back to work Thursday like the doc said.
I dropped on to the bed and went to sleep.
Sure enough two hours later I woke up. I could hear
Julia stacking dishes in the kitchen and grumbling
about "the mess men live in". I stumbled into the
kitchen and sat at the table reaching for the whiskey
bottle. Julia just glared at me as I took a drink,
"is that what you've been doing the whole time I've
been gone?" Seems she is only just back in the house
and spoiling for a fight already. I just ignored that
and after taking one more drink I slowly put the lid
back on the bottle.
"Are you going to get ready?" Julia asked as I just
sat there collecting my thoughts.
"I am ready" I said. That was not the answer she was
looking for. "I'm not going out with you looking like
that" she said. "So dont go out with me, you want
chineese go and eat just bring me a Gyro on your way
home". Greek food sounded good to me today for some
reason.
"I had thought we could talk over dinner but if you
dont want to talk to me, then I will just go out by
myself." she waited for me to stop her then stormed
off in a fit. I probably should have made more of an
effort but after six years I was just all out of
effort.
She didnt get in until late (no Gyros either) and was
drunk when she got home. She climbed into bed and
started to play with my cock. The only time she cared
about sex was when she was drunk. Even then she
wanted oral until she came then would just lay there
letting me hump her limp and nearly passed out body.
This time I had a bit of a different plan. I picked
up the whiskey bottle that I had stuck beside the bed,
and took a drink and this time I gave her one too, and
another, and another. Soon she was completely drunk.
Oh I ate her but not until she came. I stopped and
she begged me not to. I told her I wanted to fuck her
in the ass. She said that it was sick and she didnt
want to. I told her she didnt have to let me just as
I didnt have to let her cum. She got mad. "I'd
rather never cum than give in to blackmail!" She
yelled as she grabbed the blanket and headed for the
other bedroom.
I laughed, I'd already cum twice today and was still a
little sore so I didnt really care. I listened to her
crying in the other room as she tried to make herself
cum and couldnt quite get there. Finally she gave up
in frustration and I fell asleep too. When I woke up
she had already gone to work. My hands were already
much better than I had thought they would be, and I
still had doc's orders to stay home one more day. I
took off the bandages and got in the shower. Using
Julia's conditioner I was able to jack off without
hurting either my sore hands or my sore prick.
I put back on the sweat pants and grabbed a hoodie and
headed out to the garage. In the back under a layer
of dust she sat, just as I'd left her the last time I
took her for a ride. She wasn't pretty and she wasn't
especially fast but for five hundered bucks she was
bought and paid for mine. An 89 Honda 750 crusier,
black with chrome. Today was a great day for a ride.
The wind felt good and while I told myself I was just
out for a ride I knew exactly where I was going. The
video store and its free easy sex called to me. I
went in and this time looked around a bit. The amount
of gadgets and gizmos was amazing, I even found the
same dildo that Dawn had been gagging herself with on
the web cam. Then I saw the leather dom section and
thought wow that is close though I still wasnt quite
sure I was ok with two very masculine men having sex.
Seemed some how less of a taboo when one of them was
at least pretending to be a woman.
All the browsing had gotten my itch back up and it was
time to go back into the arcade. This time I looked
at the faces of the men outlined in the dim glow of
the "occupied" lights. Many were ugly and dirty, most
were fat and some smelled of sweat and beer. Yeah
this was definately not a place to come looking for
lovers. A warm/wet place to stick it and drop a load
maybe but it wasnt nearly as magical as it was even
just yesterday. That didnt stop me from letting them
suck me off twice before I decided to continue my
ride.
I rode out of the city and up along the coast. This
was freedom. I hadn't had a vacation in.... well....
my entire adult life. Julia and I had taken off for a
weekend and spent a fortune and still I had not felt
as free and relaxed as I do at this moment. It was at
least two hours before part of my mind said started
telling me I should head back for home. It was four
hours before I actually headed back.
I came in the door and Julia was on the internet
playing Yahoo games again. I said "I'm sorry I'm
late. I went out for a ride just to make sure that
the bike would still run." Silence. "How was your
day at work?" After a long pause I hear "Fine" then
more silence. I think to myself "Great here we go
again" so I go in and sit and watch CSI and wouldnt
you know it was about a man who killed his wife. I
suppose it was timely and helped convince me to go
another way with my thoughts.
Half way through the news Julia comes in and sits down
beside me. She waits for a few minutes and then
snuggles up close to me. Normally I love to spend
time with her like this but tonight it put me on
guard. Julia only does things when it is in Julia's
best interest so something must be up. I cuddle with
her and wait for it. I didn't have to wait long.
"Honey, I think we should go see a marriage councilor.
I mean I love you but I saw a new side to you last
night and it scared me."
"I suppose you've got one picked out?" I asked already
knowing the answer. She gives me this "doctor's" name
and so I drop it into Google while we are still
talking about it. The title to her web page is
"Feminist Family Therapy". "Oh yeah", I'm thinking to
myself,"I'm sure I'll get a fair shake out of this."
Almost despite myself I think "Dawn would never want
to take me to therapy, she is happy I am a man."
I read aloud some passages from this web site to Julia
and say I have some one I think we should talk to
instead. Pretending to be interested so that she can
later get me to "compromise" (thats what we call it
when Julia gets her way) she askes "Who do you think
we should talk to?"
I type "divorce lawyer" into google and pick the first
one to pop up and show her. Julia starts to cry, "I
try to do something to help us better understand each
other and all you do is threaten me with divorce I see
how much you value our relationship." Tomorrow is
thursday and I have to go back to work so rather than
aruge with Julia I go into the spare room and go to sleep.
Work sucks, but then work always sucked. It just
seemed harder to suck it up and live with it after the
freedom of yesterday afternoon. Jack, my foreman, is
complaining about me being gone "all week" not seeming
to remember if I had died on monday I would have been
gone a lot longer than a week. I'd ridden my bike to
work just to try to hold on to those few hours of
freedom experianced yesterday. It didnt seem to help.
Riding home I nearly got a speeding ticket, I saw the
cop turn around but since I was on a bike and he was
in a car I was able to loose myself down a side street
before he could turn on his lights and come after me.
Some one remind me again why some one else thinks they
should be able to tell me how fast I can ride?
I'm home before Julia as usual and good thing today
because on the front stoop is a large brown box. I
pull it into the garage and rip it open. Leather
armor and a brass helm with a real horse hair crest.
It says that there is another box. Where is the other
box?!?! Afraid it may have been stolen I look around
the house and sure enough there it is put back behind
the rose bush to be kept out of the site of local
hoodlums. Inside is a two and a half foot diameter
shield. Leather covered and bronze studded, and all
the way at the bottom all by itself is the greek short
sword made completely from one piece of bronze and in
a hard leather scabbard. I barely got it all back in
the garage before Julia got home. Tomorrow was Friday
and I would have a little time then to try it all on
before my date Saturday night.
Julia comes home singing and in a pretty good mood.
She playfully winks at me as she drops the Chineese
food boxes on the counter and puts two bottles of wine
in the freezer to chill quickly. This normally puts
me on my guard but after the divorce lawyer comment
earlier I think maybe she is just trying to do damage
control.
"I'm going to get a shower, wanna come?" she says with
a smirk, then giggles and runs to the bathroom
throwing clothes as she goes. I think to myself as I
follow her down the hall, "making up is fun". As we
reach the the bathroom she is standing there
completely naked with two little bottles in her hand
that I havnt seen before. She smiles at me and asks
me "hold these for me while I get the water started."
I look at the bottles one is a shaving gel for the
"Bikini" area and the other is a water based lube with
numbing qualities. Hmmm, she must really be wanting
to make up.... this could be fun.
Shower is running and steam starting to fog the mirror
as I step in the shower behind her. We kiss beneath
the streaming water and I remember why we got married.
When she wants to Julia can be a sexy woman. I start
to wash her hair mostly because I know she finds that
romantic though for the life of me I cant figure out
why. Its a lot easier to wash now that she had cut it
so short (did that just to piss me off about two years
ago and has kept it that way out of defiance since)
the lather builds quickly and I use it to glide my
hands over her body. Even after putting on thirt
pounds after the wedding she was still an attractive
woman with large full tits and a well formed if larger
than I'd prefer ass. She was obviously enjoying her
massage because she was breating deeply and regularly
but all fo a sudden she stops me and almost jerks away
before things go too far. Then I remember the two
bottles, I smile down at her as she picks up the razor
and we both sit in the tub. She lathers up her pussy
with the shaving gel and then hands me the razor. I'm
not so confident about this I usually cut my face once
or twice a week. I take the razor and slowly start to
shave away the hair. This is hotter than I thought it
would be, I was getting rock hard and ready to have a
go. She teased me to check it all over really good to
make sure I take care of any stubble. After an
exaggerated search for stubble she was ready to have a
go at it too.
"Time to decide," she says with a grin. She holds up
the bottle of lube "you can have my ass like you
wanted the other night or my freshly shaved pussy take
your pick."
Ha, she thinks I'll be so horny after shaving her that
I will choose regular fucking. I take the lube in one
hand and lay her back my hands playing with her
nipples the lube making them slick and tingling. I
make sure I load the lube up on her clitty, smiling to
myself the whole time knowing that the numbing
properties will take hold so that it will be almost
impossible for her to cum now at least until it starts
to wear off. She is really getting into it by now,
hips bucking to reach my hand and I continue to play
with her sliding more lube down her crack and finger
it in slowly to her ass. Her eyes shoot wide open
just a second as I slip the second finger into her ass
but the lube is doing its job. She just keeps getting
hornier and finally I help her up and turn her over
onto all fours. Kneeling behind her I slide into her
pussy and pump a couple times she moans and I slide a
little more lube in her ass and pick up momentum. She
slides her hand between her legs trying to build
enough momentum to cum. I pull back and drop more
lube from the bottle on the top of my cock letting it
run down around the base and onto her fingers. She
massages more of the numbing agent into her clit with
every rub. I put two fingers back into her ass as I
pump away and she is really getting worked up now.
You can hear the frustration in her voice as she keeps
building but cant quite make it over the edge. I pull
all the way out and she is masturbating like a woman
possessed almost as if she's forgotten that I'm back
here and all she can do is try to cum. Shifting to
get just a little better angle I slide forward and
into her well lubed ass. She lets a strangled cry out
and starts pumping my cock like mad with her ass and
you can tell by her frantic movements that she will do
anything to cum now. I'm pumping in long strong
strokes feeling her clamping down on me as each thrust
brings me closer to orgasm. I close my eyes and think
about Dawn and the dildo and then Julia lets out a
groan like an injured water buffalo and I feel my cock
gripped in the vice like hold of her ass as she hits
orgasm and well it is too much for me and soon I'm
letting go too. She looses her balance and nearly
falls but I manage to catch her an pin her body
between mine and the shower wall, still slowly I am
pumping in and out of her but I can tell I'm going
limp. The water is getting cold but still we're both
too exhausted to move. Finally as we loose the last
of the hot water I rinse off and get out she stays
behind for a minute to tend to cleaning herself up as
I head off to bed.
Sleep is good. Why am I being drug from my sleep?
Oh, its Julia. Hmmm, yes thats right Julia and I made
up. She feels cold I should probably hold her a
little closer to warm her up. Still not fully
consious I hear her say, "Honey, have you thought
anymore about what we talked about the other night?"
What we talked about? Confused I ask her, "What
thing?" "You know, about the counciling" she says
snuggling in closer as if that fixes everything.
I'm wide awake now. "Thought about it, no. There
really is nothing to think about. Is that what this
was all about? So that you could talk me into going
to some damn man hating dike to talk about our
marriage?"
"Dr. Stevens doesnt hate men, and what should her
sexual preference have to do with her ability to do
counciling work?" She's pulling away from me and I can
tell getting ready to defend this absurd position.
"Well obviously she cant keep a man of her own happy
so how in the hell could she teach you how?" I'm done
with this conversation at this point and start getting
out of bed to find a quieter place to sleep.
"You do know that it isnt all about keeping the man
happy!" she shouted as I closed the door behind me and
headed off to the spare room. It may not be all about
keeping the man happy but that should at least be A
CONSIDERATION. What was I thinking she'll never stop
being wrapped up in her own petty concerns and I am
foolish to think that it would be any different.
Friday flew by in a flash. I gathered up all of my
equipment and got it ready for Saturday night. Julia
and I didnt talk the whole day. She was mad and I was
ok with it. I did spend some time online researching
divorce law. I'm done all I really need now is an
excuse.
Saturday morning comes and I wake up early. Julia
says she's going into the office for half a day, I
dont believe her but at this point dont care. I watch
her drive away and all I can think is "Great now I can
get ready without having to sneak." I pull out the
armor and sword polishing everything and oiling the
leather brushing out the great horse hair plume rising
from the helmet. I'm ready by 10am my date isnt for
another ten hours. Ah well gives me time to go for a
ride. I grab the mail and go through it on my way to
the garage. Credit card bills, its a good thing I got
this just in case my purchases are on it. I look and
no mine arent but I see a charge on it for that damn
doctor Julia wanted me to go see. Each date was a
Saturday. So that's where she is now. I highlight
the charges and leave the bill laying open on the
counter as I strap up the last of my equipment and
head out for the bike.
Man, am I getting the stares, from kids to little old
ladies. This is actually starting to be fun. I got a
little uncomfortable when a guy I am pretty sure was
gay smiled at me funny. Over all I had a blast,
especially when I stopped in for gyros at lunch.
Riding like this felt great. Free from hangups, free
from the daily grind, and dressed as I was, I was free
from worrying about other people's opinions. What a
great feeling. I met this guy who told me about a
group called the SCA. These guys go out and actually
sword fight in armor, wow, thats what I need in my
life. The guy was nice enough but I dont have any
time, hell I barely get to ride my bike anymore.
Besides I havent really fought anyone since I tested
for my black belt two years ago.
The sun is starting to go down and I head toward
Dawn's appartment. As I pull up in the parking lot I
rev the engine and scan the windows to see who looks
out. Sure enough there are a few. Only one of those
is expecting me though. I feel a couple seconds of
unease, what if she laughs at me after all I didnt
tell her what I would look like. I realized what the
fuck was I thinking, if she could play dress up so
could I.
I walked down the stairs to the row of doors to
basement appartments. Ah, there it is, 6B, I start to
knock but the door opens and Dawn asks me to come
inside. She looks nervous like she is afraid of what
the neighbors would think. I look at her, she is more
passable tonight than she was the other night on the
webcam but still you could tell it was a guy in a
dress, a very sexy black dress and what I had at first
assumed was a blonde wig it wasnt until much later
that I realized she really had hair that long.
"You look fantastic" she said in a tone that made me
actually believe it. "You're not so bad yourself" I
said as I pulled my helm off and casually tossed it
onto the couch as if I owned the place, or at least I
hoped that was the message it sent. "Would you like a
drink?" she asked as she started toward the small
kitchette. "Sure, beer is good if you've got it."
"Sorry, just have a bottle of Jack and some wine for
dinner." she said a bit defensively as if concerned I
would be unhappy. I laughed a bit "Honestly to get
through tonight I had probably better start with
Jack." She said "Am I that hard to look at?" "Not at
all," I replied wishing it to sound sincere, "I'm just
not....well I've never.... This will be a new
experiance for me." She laughs "You're the sexiest
thing I've every seen, what ever pleases you will be
more than enough for me." She walks in and hands me
my Jack in a wine glass. Mental note she's trying to
get me drunk. Second mental note she probably needs
to if I'm going to play this one out. "Dinner will be
ready in just a few minutes, would you rather watch
some TV while I finnish up or would you rather play in
the internet?" I smile at her thinking she's wanting
me to get on the internet and get horny. Yes horny
and drunk, what the hell am I thinking I want to be
horny and drunk at least until I test out her ass
later tonight.
I walk over to her computer and look at her little web
cam with the assortment of dildos and clamps and
floggers layed out beside it. I sit at the keyboard
and start to look through her files. This whole time
she doesnt interrupt me or really say much of anything
I can hear her humming in the kitchen putting
togeather dinner. Most of her porn is cuckold or
shemale pics and stories. I see other "girls" she
knows and has pictures of online. I'm just starting
to read some letters she's written to some guy in
Washington state when she slides up beside me and says
"Dinner is served my mighty greek wa...." she trailed
off as she realized what I was looking at. "It was
before I met you," she starts defending herself.
Quickly I cut her off before this can get too far
"Until you decide to belong to me your affairs are
your own." She looked a little relieved as well as a
little scared about belonging to me. I swatted her on
the ass as I got up from the computer and made my way
to the table.
Dinner was good. I mean really good. My glass never
got empty and the conversation was never dull. I was
really feeling my drink and the satisfaction of a good
meal when Dawn suggested we move to the couch and
watch a movie. "Any preferences for movie selection?"
she asked. "Got straight, shemale, femdom, or even
one cuckold movie."
"Straight" I said without thinking about it then,
after a seconds pause "Shemale" I corrected.
She smiled at me and pulled out "Married with
Shemales". I about died laughing but still it was
hot. Dawn snuggled in close to me and was waiting for
me to decide if I wanted her. Fifteen minutes into
the movie and I've got this raging hardon and need to
do something about it. I pull it out from the
uncomfortable confines of my leather jock strap that
the armor came with and Dawn lets out a gasp. No I'm
not another Ron Jeremy but I've got a proud eight
thick inches. She moves toward my cock but I grab her
by the hair holding her away from it. This is when I
realize that the hair is real and this has all sorts
of potential. "Slut you cant just drool all over my
cock you have to beg to be allowed to service it." I
hear her moan, and then "Please Master this slut begs
to be allowed to service your cock, please make me
your cum dump whore." Ok, I've had a few women in my
time and I've even been sucked off by the bookstore
crowd but hearing Dawn begging like this made me
HORNY. I smacked her face twice with my dick and then
using my hold on her hair as a handle I started to
fuck her face. I could hear her gagging and choking
but still I kept pumping away at what felt good to me.
I was very near cumming when I decided to roll her
around onto her back so that I could get a straight
shot access to her throat. I'm pumping away getting
really closed to blowing my wad when at the last
moment I decide to reach between her legs and grab her
balls as a handle to pull myself deeper into her
throat. She's gasping and choking now but I dont care
I'm almost there and with the final thrust I sink in
and spray my wad down her throat smashing her little
balls in my hand as I do it. I look down at the front
of her panties, she has cum seeping through the
material.
I started to come down from the euphoria and guilt
started to come in waves. First about having sex with
a guy in a dress, then for how relentlessly I'd used
him. Funny it didnt occure to me until later that I
never felt guilty for fucking around on Julia.
"I'm sorry I was so rough, I should probably go now" I
said and started to get up. Dawn started to cry and
threw herself at my feet begging me "Master do what
ever you want to me but please dont leave me. Make me
yours, to serve you. I dont care if all you ever do
is drop by once a week for a blow job, dont say that
you dont want me please." I was a little stunned
actually, this was the first time I'd ever had that
reaction. Here was a woman, uh, man, uh, oh hell,
here was some one who could feel the magic in my
touch.
"Ok, I'll own you but only if I own you completely.
No matter what I say from here on out no matter how
humiliating or dangerous it is you will do it. All
that you are and all that you now own belong to me as
well. Is that understood? If you say yes you cease
to be and only my property remains. So what say you?"
I waited expecting to hear her try to set other
conditions or negotiate with me. Instead she simply
bowed before me and kissed my boots and said "Master
is Master of this little slave and all she posesses is
the Master's"
Not really knowing what to expect now, after all I
hadn't expected to set up a long term relationship
with her tonight I stood up and went over to her
coffee table and with one kick splintered it. I
waited for her to object. She did not. I fliped over
the dinner table sending dishes flying, and while she
did look scared she offered up no resistance. Ok that
did it now I'm horny again. Seeing her submit to me
like that was giving me a serious woody. I walked up
to where she was kneeling on the floor and backhanded
her across the mouth knocking her to her side. She
just lay there I knelt down behind her and roughly
shoved up her dress with my left hand and ripped away
her panties with my right. I slip in slowly to her
pre-lubed ass, obviously she was expecting this. I
hear her crying softly as I push in deeper then
deeper. Soon I'm driving away slapping her ass and
pulling her long hair with every thrust. I came so
hard I could see spots before my eyes, I collapsed on
top of her and lay there until I had recovered my
breath. She lay there crying silently never once
complaining about being uncomforatable in that
position. I stood up and slipped off my armor, then
headed for the shower. I'm in there for a few minutes
and I hear her moving around in the bathroom so I look
out she's kneeling beside the tub with a towel in her
hands waiting for me to be done. "Get in here you're
needed" I said to her wondering how much more she
would take. Without a word she stood, stripped, and
glided into the tub behind me. "I'm sleeping here
tonight" I told her. She smiled and said "may I wash
you?" I nodded and her hands and tongue begain to
slowly caress my skin. Gently she washed my most
intimate places as well as the most ordinary to the
upmost care. She was kneeling before me in the shower
when she looked up and smiles (it was then that I
realized just exactly how hard I had backhanded her)
"Master may I please service you again?" She sure did
like cock.
I awoke at about 10AM on Sunday. Dawn wasnt in the
bedroom. I started to get up but she must have been
listening for me because she comes in with a tray of
food and kneels beside the bed offering it to me,
"Master takes his breakfast in bed?" I laughed, and I
noticed she had reapplied her make up and put on a
silk nightie. Eggs, and baccon, hashbrowns and toast,
this was living. She didnt get up she just knelt
there watching me eat. I thought to myself, I could
get to rather enjoy this.
Going back home sucked. I left my gear at Dawn's
appartment (she seemed to be very happy about that).
I knew things were different now. While I cant say I
was in love with Dawn, she had opened my eyes to some
new potentials.
I went home and Julia was there, she wanted to fight
again. I told her point blank she could either grow
up and get over these petty problems or pack up and go
to her mothers until the divorce was final. That
stopped her short, for a minute she just stood there
like she was shot, then she burst into tears and ran
into the bedroom. I felt bad about being so blunt
about it but after a fantastic night last night I
wasnt in the mood to ruin it by fighting with Julia.
I jumpped on the computer and started surfing the web
for houses in the country. I always wanted to live in
the country. One sight kept jumping out at me. Less
than $30000.00 with a well and septic already in.
Sure the house was shit but I do construction why
should that matter.
I kept surfing, and found the SCA site for my area.
Yeah this is cool, and they have fighter practice on
sunday in a park not even ten miles from my home. I
can still make it even today if I want to. I surf for
another hour looking at mostly SCA sights. Finally I
decide to head to the park. I ask Julia if she wants
to come along. I was half hoping she would which
would signal the fighting was over and half hoping she
wouldnt so I wouldnt have to deal with her if she
wanted to continue to pout.
She looked at me like I had lost my mind. I just
threw up my hands and went out to my bike.
The park was in a nice neighborhood near one of the
local colleges. I couldnt miss the group I was
looking for though. They were dressed in rusted
helmets and blue plastic barrels cut into body armor.
You could hear the hits as I walked up to them. It
really was pretty loud. I watched for a bit. They
werent pretty but they were really fighting. A guy in
a funny half dress half toga thing came up and started
explaining things to me as if I had just landed from
mars. Ok so he was a geek but he was a nice enough
guy and while he claimed to also fight I noticed he
had no armor or sticks with him. After a bit more I
talked them in to letting me try it out. They loaned
me a helm and a bit of the plastic barrel armor. The
shield was a lot heavier than it looked and while the
armor was heavier than my leather it didnt seem that
bad. The sword weighed a little less than a base ball
bat, I was thinking that a hit in the head with that
thing could be dangerous. I got out there and a
little guy stepped out with me and took up position.
He only was using one sword and no shield and I was a
lot bigger than he was this was going to be easy.
Well not so much all I remember is the guy in the
funny clothes yelling for us to start and then I was
hit on the head. Surpisingly it didnt hurt just
sounded loud. Oh yeah I'm supposed to be falling
down. Just as this thought crossed my mind my helm
was hit again as was my left thigh. That was mind
numbing pain. With no armor on my thigh the stick
stung and I knew it was going to bruise. The little
guy helped me back to my feet and asked if I wanted to
try again. Well maybe later.
I talked to them for a long time. They have a really
cool idea, though I dont know if I like all of it and
some of them are REAL GEEKS.
I head back home sore and thinking that I will
probably feel it at work tomorrow.
Several weeks whipped by. Julia and I quit fighting
and started ignoring each other. The fight over her
"marriage councilor" credit card bills was nullified
by my armor bill though my going to SCA events had
pretty much saved me any uncomfortable explainations.
I had been dropping by to see Dawn after work and
sometimes on the weekends. If Julia suspected
something she never said so. Sex with Julia now was
rare at best, but since Dawn was so eager and
accomodating I cant say I really noticed.
I had been surfing the web looking for other like
minded people and while I could find plenty of "girls"
looking for "discrete fun" no one had Dawn's
commitment. While surfing one night I found another
guy like myself. He lived in the midwest but shared
an interest in shaking off the chains of a feminist
society. We spoke for a while and he told me about
wanting to buy an old farm and get away for a while.
He said he'd wanted to do that ever since he got out
of the marines last year. I'd never thought of a farm
before but it could be kewl.
After talking with him for a few days I pulled Dawn in
on our conversation. She got on her webcam and
preformed for him. "I've never thought about this
arangement before." he admitted. "I had one gay
experiance while I was in the service, and while it
was ok I guess it just wasn't how I wanted to live."
He and I talked a little more while Dawn tried hard to
impress us with her flexiblity and finally I asked
him, "Why dont we just do this?"
"Do what?" he asked though I know the seeds of the
idea were growing in his mind too. "Why dont we just
get your farm, a couple of happy little sluts like
Dawn here and try to find more guys like us?" I sent
the question to him in IM that way Dawn wouldnt be
involved in a decision that should be made by men.
There was a long pause.
A very long pause. Just when I had given up hope that
he would agree he said "How?" Ok now I had his
interest, but he did raise a good point how would we
do this? "Give me a little time," I said. "I'm
working on an idea now. When I get an outline, I'll
email it to you and we can build it up from there."
Another pause though not nearly as long this time
"Sounds good, I'll do a little looking around too," he
replied and I broke off the connection. Leaving Dawn
to entertain him for a while, while I started surfing
the web more intently.
Julia was leaving town for a business trip this
weekend, I suspected she was probably going to one of
those feminazi retreats at her "Mariage Councilor's"
request, but I didnt care after all it was over she
just didnt know it yet. Dawn was very excited when I
told her, and she said she had a surprise for me
friday night after work. She wouldnt tell me what it
was she just would giggle and say I'd find out.
Normally I'm not big on surprises but I'd humor her
who knows maybe I would like it. Besides I'd been
doing a lot of research and who knows maybe I'd spring
on her the plan I was working on for the future.
*****This is a work in progress. I am still working on finnishing it. If you like it let me know.*******