{"sf1_id":7276,"sf2_id":"q1xGQ3qn","title":"New Spartan Empire","author":"Leonidas","words":8183,"posted_at":"2005-09-30T18:39:00.000Z","tags":["Adventure","Bisexual","Bondage","Character Development","Crossdressing","Domination/Submission","Drama","Fighting","Humiliation","Modern"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/7276-new-spartan-empire","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/q1xGQ3qn","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=7276\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"I suppose I'm like every other man in America, I work  \neach day go home get mediocre sex from a wife who has  \ngotten as fat and lazy as I have and sweat about the  \nmortgague and the car payments. I work as an  \nelectrician in a non union shop (means I do the same  \njob for less money)and one day I grabbed a live wire  \nand damn near killed myself. I wake up in the  \nhospital with just a few electrical burns but mostly  \nnone the worse for wear. Discharged that same day  \n(why would you want to keep me there I dont have  \ninsurance) I get dropped off back home in time to hear  \nmy wife complaining to her mother that I hadn't mowed  \nthe lawn in a week. I look over at the sink full of  \nthree days of unwashed dishes and settle myself in  \nfront of the TV for a little bit of mindless time.  \n  \n\"Why are you late? Never mind it's not like you'd  \ntell me the truth anyway. Probably out drinking with  \nMark again...\" she trailed off at the end. She had  \ntaken to fighting out of habbit but lately had just  \nlost the conviction. She came in and complained  \nbecause I was watching \"Fight Club\" again, she really  \nhated that movie. She made another half hearted  \nattempt at an arguement then gave up and went in to  \nsit on the internet for the next four hours.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"We are a generation of men raised by women, I wonder  \nif another woman is really what we need...\" Its the  \nlast words I hear of the movie before I fall asleep.  \nHours later I am awakened, Julia has finally gotten  \nbored with Yahoo games and decided it is time to go to  \nbed. I feel like every musscle in my body is on fire,  \nand my eyes are full of sand. I crawl off to the  \nbedroom we share in our small two bedroom house.  \nJulia asks me \"Well arent you going to say anything to  \nme, you havent said anything all day!\"  \n  \n\"What would you have me say?\" I ask as I fall still  \nclothed into bed.  \n  \n\"Say you love me, say you hate me, just say  \nsomething!!!\" Her voice kept getting more shrill.  \n  \nFinally I had had enough \"I was late because I was in  \nthe hospital. There was an accident at work and I  \nnearly died. I've got doctors orders to be off work  \nfor three days, which means we'll be short on the car  \npayment again. I love you, I hate you, and I am too  \ntired to deal with you right now.\"  \n  \nJulia broke down into tears, \"I'm going to my mothers  \nuntil you can talk civily to me.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I assume she left, I was already asleep.  \n  \nI woke up at four in the morning and couldnt get back  \nto sleep. So I got up and got on the internet myself.  \nThere is a news article about a Spartan vase that was  \nunearthed in Greece. I picked up the bottle of  \nwhiskey I kept near the computer for just such a night  \nas this. I surf through the article about Spartan  \nsociety get to the end and still am interested so I  \ngoogle Spartan and find replica armor and more stories  \nabout their phalanx fighting style and methods of  \ntraining. I heard that they often matched young  \nwarriors with older ones in sexual liasons and thought  \nit pretty disgusting. I moved on to a new link  \n[http://spartan.web1000.com/](http://spartan.web1000.com/) and got a bit of an  \neyeful. I've always considered myself straight and  \ncertainly didnt think I would ever play with anything  \nresembling \"gay\" sex. But I drank a little more and  \nsurfed a little more and stumbled across a shemale  \nsight.  \n  \nThis was intriguing. Men who choose to be women. An  \nalien concept to me. I was quite happy being a man  \nand couldnt understand it. I decided I wanted to know  \nmore. I watched and got horny but I couldnt verywell  \ntake care of myself with burns on both hands.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I got up and went out it was six o'clock. Normally I  \nwould be on my way to work but instead I had the day  \noff doctors orders. I caught a bus heading into down  \ntown. Getting off the bus at Broad and First street I  \ncould already see the building that was my goal. An  \nadult video store with an arcade. I'd read on one of  \nthe websites what went on in places like this and  \nfigured it would do the trick besides I was currious  \nand still quite drunk.  \n  \nI was surprised how many men were in here considering  \nthe hour but without looking at any of them I got my  \ntokens and went back amoung the booths. Picking one  \nat the back I walked in and put my money in the  \nmachine. It was a gay scene that popped up and while  \nI was currious two guys just didnt make me horny. I  \nflipped through and sure enough there was a shemale  \nflick and this guy with a huge dick was hammering  \nhim/her hard in the ass. I was so busy with the  \naction on the screen I almost didnt notice the man a  \nthe little hole in the wall. I undid my pants, I was  \nalready quite stiff. I stepped up to the hole and as  \nI put it through I felt a warm soft and talented mouth  \nbegin the best blow job I had ever had. I came way  \ntoo quick and he didnt even stop just swallowed it all  \nand kept sucking like his life depended on it.  \nFinally it was just too much for me and I pulled out  \nof his mouth, looking down I could see his tongue  \nlicking through the hole as if begging for more. I  \nwas buttoning up my pants as best I could with my  \nhands as they are when I looked back at the hole and  \nsaw that he had placed his cock through the hole. I  \npaniced. I wasnt gay. Just because I let a gay guy  \nsuck me off didnt mean I was gay. Just becasue I  \nliked watching a guy dressed up as a girl getting  \nfucked in the ass didnt mean I was gay.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I ran. I left the store with what had to be a  \nterrified look on my face.  \n  \nI got home and had a case of the guilts. I'm not gay  \nI told myself, and a few minutes later I AM NOT GAY!  \nI turned on the TV and found I was in luck Sports  \nIllustrated had their swimsuit photo shoot special on.  \nI really love the way those girls look although  \nsometimes they are just a little too plastic for me.  \nI find the bottle of whiskey and start working on it  \nagain. Well whiskey and swimsuit models have me all  \nworked up again. I cant very well go back to the  \nvideo store, so I get online and start surfing. In a  \nchat room called sissys4realMen I met a \"woman\" called  \nDawn. We talked and she told me about how she wanted  \nto submit to a man completely and be his owned  \npossession. I thought to myself \"Why dont women act  \nlike this?\". He talked about wanting a man who was  \npart hero part villian and what he would do to keep  \nsuch a man happy. Dawn turned on her web cam and  \nwhile he wasnt exactly passable he was pretty close  \nconsidering he still went to work as Don. Don lived  \nin a shitty appartment down town (close to the very  \nvideo store I was in earlier)and worked in a parking  \ngarage. Divorced and paying outrageous child support  \nhe pretty much lived a life of shit. Dawn however was  \nsexy, and cared for and sought after and all she had  \nto do to get all the love she craved was to give  \nherself over to whoever her lover of the moment was.  \nDawn chose love over freedom.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Ok I still dont get it and I'll be the first one to  \nadmit that but hell if Dawn was happy with it I was  \nhappy to watch her gag herself with the dildo at my  \ncommand.  \n  \nStill horny I did two things I couldnt have imagined  \ndoing even two days ago I dry humpped the mattress  \nuntil at last sore and mildly rugburned I got some  \nrelief and I made an appointment to visit Dawn next  \nweekend.  \n  \nI looked up at the clock and thought \"Shit, I've  \nfucked off this whole day\" so I got up and tried to do  \nsome little projects around the house but with both  \nhands burned I quickly gave it up and got back on the  \ninternet.  \n  \nLeather armor, bronze helm, and shield  \n[http://www.by-the-sword.com/acatalog/The\\_Greeks.html](http://www.by-the-sword.com/acatalog/The_Greeks.html)  \nI grabbed for the credit card before I even thought  \ntwice about it. They would all be here in time for my  \ndate with Dawn.  \n  \nPhone rings, I let it ring. Julia's voice comes over  \nthe answering machine \"Honey, pick up the phone.  \nHoney.... I know you're there.... ok fine, well when  \nyou get this I'm on my way home. I'll probably be  \nthere for dinner I thought we could go out.... maybe  \nto that chineese place.... anyway I'll talk to you  \nsoon\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I remember thinking \"Damn!\" but then I checked the  \nclock. It would take her at least two hours to make  \nit here from her mothers at this time of day. I  \ncleaned up the cashe on the computer and changed into  \nsome sweat pants and tried to change the dressing on  \nmy hands. That was an adventure as you can imagine  \nbut mostly I got it done. The burns weren't nearly as  \nbad looking as they felt. With a little luck I'd be  \nready to go back to work Thursday like the doc said.  \nI dropped on to the bed and went to sleep.  \n  \nSure enough two hours later I woke up. I could hear  \nJulia stacking dishes in the kitchen and grumbling  \nabout \"the mess men live in\". I stumbled into the  \nkitchen and sat at the table reaching for the whiskey  \nbottle. Julia just glared at me as I took a drink,  \n\"is that what you've been doing the whole time I've  \nbeen gone?\" Seems she is only just back in the house  \nand spoiling for a fight already. I just ignored that  \nand after taking one more drink I slowly put the lid  \nback on the bottle.  \n  \n\"Are you going to get ready?\" Julia asked as I just  \nsat there collecting my thoughts.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I am ready\" I said. That was not the answer she was  \nlooking for. \"I'm not going out with you looking like  \nthat\" she said. \"So dont go out with me, you want  \nchineese go and eat just bring me a Gyro on your way  \nhome\". Greek food sounded good to me today for some  \nreason.  \n  \n\"I had thought we could talk over dinner but if you  \ndont want to talk to me, then I will just go out by  \nmyself.\" she waited for me to stop her then stormed  \noff in a fit. I probably should have made more of an  \neffort but after six years I was just all out of  \neffort.  \n  \nShe didnt get in until late (no Gyros either) and was  \ndrunk when she got home. She climbed into bed and  \nstarted to play with my cock. The only time she cared  \nabout sex was when she was drunk. Even then she  \nwanted oral until she came then would just lay there  \nletting me hump her limp and nearly passed out body.  \nThis time I had a bit of a different plan. I picked  \nup the whiskey bottle that I had stuck beside the bed,  \nand took a drink and this time I gave her one too, and  \nanother, and another. Soon she was completely drunk.  \nOh I ate her but not until she came. I stopped and  \nshe begged me not to. I told her I wanted to fuck her  \nin the ass. She said that it was sick and she didnt  \nwant to. I told her she didnt have to let me just as  \nI didnt have to let her cum. She got mad. \"I'd  \nrather never cum than give in to blackmail!\" She  \nyelled as she grabbed the blanket and headed for the  \nother bedroom.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I laughed, I'd already cum twice today and was still a  \nlittle sore so I didnt really care. I listened to her  \ncrying in the other room as she tried to make herself  \ncum and couldnt quite get there. Finally she gave up  \nin frustration and I fell asleep too. When I woke up  \nshe had already gone to work. My hands were already  \nmuch better than I had thought they would be, and I  \nstill had doc's orders to stay home one more day. I  \ntook off the bandages and got in the shower. Using  \nJulia's conditioner I was able to jack off without  \nhurting either my sore hands or my sore prick.  \n  \nI put back on the sweat pants and grabbed a hoodie and  \nheaded out to the garage. In the back under a layer  \nof dust she sat, just as I'd left her the last time I  \ntook her for a ride. She wasn't pretty and she wasn't  \nespecially fast but for five hundered bucks she was  \nbought and paid for mine. An 89 Honda 750 crusier,  \nblack with chrome. Today was a great day for a ride.  \n  \nThe wind felt good and while I told myself I was just  \nout for a ride I knew exactly where I was going. The  \nvideo store and its free easy sex called to me. I  \nwent in and this time looked around a bit. The amount  \nof gadgets and gizmos was amazing, I even found the  \nsame dildo that Dawn had been gagging herself with on  \nthe web cam. Then I saw the leather dom section and  \nthought wow that is close though I still wasnt quite  \nsure I was ok with two very masculine men having sex.  \nSeemed some how less of a taboo when one of them was  \nat least pretending to be a woman.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; All the browsing had gotten my itch back up and it was  \ntime to go back into the arcade. This time I looked  \nat the faces of the men outlined in the dim glow of  \nthe \"occupied\" lights. Many were ugly and dirty, most  \nwere fat and some smelled of sweat and beer. Yeah  \nthis was definately not a place to come looking for  \nlovers. A warm/wet place to stick it and drop a load  \nmaybe but it wasnt nearly as magical as it was even  \njust yesterday. That didnt stop me from letting them  \nsuck me off twice before I decided to continue my  \nride.  \n  \nI rode out of the city and up along the coast. This  \nwas freedom. I hadn't had a vacation in.... well....  \nmy entire adult life. Julia and I had taken off for a  \nweekend and spent a fortune and still I had not felt  \nas free and relaxed as I do at this moment. It was at  \nleast two hours before part of my mind said started  \ntelling me I should head back for home. It was four  \nhours before I actually headed back.  \n  \nI came in the door and Julia was on the internet  \nplaying Yahoo games again. I said \"I'm sorry I'm  \nlate. I went out for a ride just to make sure that  \nthe bike would still run.\" Silence. \"How was your  \nday at work?\" After a long pause I hear \"Fine\" then  \nmore silence. I think to myself \"Great here we go  \nagain\" so I go in and sit and watch CSI and wouldnt  \nyou know it was about a man who killed his wife. I  \nsuppose it was timely and helped convince me to go  \nanother way with my thoughts.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Half way through the news Julia comes in and sits down  \nbeside me. She waits for a few minutes and then  \nsnuggles up close to me. Normally I love to spend  \ntime with her like this but tonight it put me on  \nguard. Julia only does things when it is in Julia's  \nbest interest so something must be up. I cuddle with  \nher and wait for it. I didn't have to wait long.  \n\"Honey, I think we should go see a marriage councilor.  \nI mean I love you but I saw a new side to you last  \nnight and it scared me.\"  \n  \n\"I suppose you've got one picked out?\" I asked already  \nknowing the answer. She gives me this \"doctor's\" name  \nand so I drop it into Google while we are still  \ntalking about it. The title to her web page is  \n\"Feminist Family Therapy\". \"Oh yeah\", I'm thinking to  \nmyself,\"I'm sure I'll get a fair shake out of this.\"  \nAlmost despite myself I think \"Dawn would never want  \nto take me to therapy, she is happy I am a man.\"  \n  \nI read aloud some passages from this web site to Julia  \nand say I have some one I think we should talk to  \ninstead. Pretending to be interested so that she can  \nlater get me to \"compromise\" (thats what we call it  \nwhen Julia gets her way) she askes \"Who do you think  \nwe should talk to?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I type \"divorce lawyer\" into google and pick the first  \none to pop up and show her. Julia starts to cry, \"I  \ntry to do something to help us better understand each  \nother and all you do is threaten me with divorce I see  \nhow much you value our relationship.\" Tomorrow is  \nthursday and I have to go back to work so rather than  \naruge with Julia I go into the spare room and go to sleep.  \n  \nWork sucks, but then work always sucked. It just  \nseemed harder to suck it up and live with it after the  \nfreedom of yesterday afternoon. Jack, my foreman, is  \ncomplaining about me being gone \"all week\" not seeming  \nto remember if I had died on monday I would have been  \ngone a lot longer than a week. I'd ridden my bike to  \nwork just to try to hold on to those few hours of  \nfreedom experianced yesterday. It didnt seem to help.  \n  \n  \nRiding home I nearly got a speeding ticket, I saw the  \ncop turn around but since I was on a bike and he was  \nin a car I was able to loose myself down a side street  \nbefore he could turn on his lights and come after me.  \nSome one remind me again why some one else thinks they  \nshould be able to tell me how fast I can ride?  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I'm home before Julia as usual and good thing today  \nbecause on the front stoop is a large brown box. I  \npull it into the garage and rip it open. Leather  \narmor and a brass helm with a real horse hair crest.  \nIt says that there is another box. Where is the other  \nbox?!?! Afraid it may have been stolen I look around  \nthe house and sure enough there it is put back behind  \nthe rose bush to be kept out of the site of local  \nhoodlums. Inside is a two and a half foot diameter  \nshield. Leather covered and bronze studded, and all  \nthe way at the bottom all by itself is the greek short  \nsword made completely from one piece of bronze and in  \na hard leather scabbard. I barely got it all back in  \nthe garage before Julia got home. Tomorrow was Friday  \nand I would have a little time then to try it all on  \nbefore my date Saturday night.  \n  \nJulia comes home singing and in a pretty good mood.  \nShe playfully winks at me as she drops the Chineese  \nfood boxes on the counter and puts two bottles of wine  \nin the freezer to chill quickly. This normally puts  \nme on my guard but after the divorce lawyer comment  \nearlier I think maybe she is just trying to do damage  \ncontrol.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I'm going to get a shower, wanna come?\" she says with  \na smirk, then giggles and runs to the bathroom  \nthrowing clothes as she goes. I think to myself as I  \nfollow her down the hall, \"making up is fun\". As we  \nreach the the bathroom she is standing there  \ncompletely naked with two little bottles in her hand  \nthat I havnt seen before. She smiles at me and asks  \nme \"hold these for me while I get the water started.\"  \nI look at the bottles one is a shaving gel for the  \n\"Bikini\" area and the other is a water based lube with  \nnumbing qualities. Hmmm, she must really be wanting  \nto make up.... this could be fun.  \n  \nShower is running and steam starting to fog the mirror  \nas I step in the shower behind her. We kiss beneath  \nthe streaming water and I remember why we got married.  \nWhen she wants to Julia can be a sexy woman. I start  \nto wash her hair mostly because I know she finds that  \nromantic though for the life of me I cant figure out  \nwhy. Its a lot easier to wash now that she had cut it  \nso short (did that just to piss me off about two years  \nago and has kept it that way out of defiance since)  \nthe lather builds quickly and I use it to glide my  \nhands over her body. Even after putting on thirt  \npounds after the wedding she was still an attractive  \nwoman with large full tits and a well formed if larger  \nthan I'd prefer ass. She was obviously enjoying her  \nmassage because she was breating deeply and regularly  \nbut all fo a sudden she stops me and almost jerks away  \nbefore things go too far. Then I remember the two  \nbottles, I smile down at her as she picks up the razor  \nand we both sit in the tub. She lathers up her pussy  \nwith the shaving gel and then hands me the razor. I'm  \nnot so confident about this I usually cut my face once  \nor twice a week. I take the razor and slowly start to  \nshave away the hair. This is hotter than I thought it  \nwould be, I was getting rock hard and ready to have a  \ngo. She teased me to check it all over really good to  \nmake sure I take care of any stubble. After an  \nexaggerated search for stubble she was ready to have a  \ngo at it too.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Time to decide,\" she says with a grin. She holds up  \nthe bottle of lube \"you can have my ass like you  \nwanted the other night or my freshly shaved pussy take  \nyour pick.\"  \n  \nHa, she thinks I'll be so horny after shaving her that  \nI will choose regular fucking. I take the lube in one  \nhand and lay her back my hands playing with her  \nnipples the lube making them slick and tingling. I  \nmake sure I load the lube up on her clitty, smiling to  \nmyself the whole time knowing that the numbing  \nproperties will take hold so that it will be almost  \nimpossible for her to cum now at least until it starts  \nto wear off. She is really getting into it by now,  \nhips bucking to reach my hand and I continue to play  \nwith her sliding more lube down her crack and finger  \nit in slowly to her ass. Her eyes shoot wide open  \njust a second as I slip the second finger into her ass  \nbut the lube is doing its job. She just keeps getting  \nhornier and finally I help her up and turn her over  \nonto all fours. Kneeling behind her I slide into her  \npussy and pump a couple times she moans and I slide a  \nlittle more lube in her ass and pick up momentum. She  \nslides her hand between her legs trying to build  \nenough momentum to cum. I pull back and drop more  \nlube from the bottle on the top of my cock letting it  \nrun down around the base and onto her fingers. She  \nmassages more of the numbing agent into her clit with  \nevery rub. I put two fingers back into her ass as I  \npump away and she is really getting worked up now.  \nYou can hear the frustration in her voice as she keeps  \nbuilding but cant quite make it over the edge. I pull  \nall the way out and she is masturbating like a woman  \npossessed almost as if she's forgotten that I'm back  \nhere and all she can do is try to cum. Shifting to  \nget just a little better angle I slide forward and  \ninto her well lubed ass. She lets a strangled cry out  \nand starts pumping my cock like mad with her ass and  \nyou can tell by her frantic movements that she will do  \nanything to cum now. I'm pumping in long strong  \nstrokes feeling her clamping down on me as each thrust  \nbrings me closer to orgasm. I close my eyes and think  \nabout Dawn and the dildo and then Julia lets out a  \ngroan like an injured water buffalo and I feel my cock  \ngripped in the vice like hold of her ass as she hits  \norgasm and well it is too much for me and soon I'm  \nletting go too. She looses her balance and nearly  \nfalls but I manage to catch her an pin her body  \nbetween mine and the shower wall, still slowly I am  \npumping in and out of her but I can tell I'm going  \nlimp. The water is getting cold but still we're both  \ntoo exhausted to move. Finally as we loose the last  \nof the hot water I rinse off and get out she stays  \nbehind for a minute to tend to cleaning herself up as  \nI head off to bed.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Sleep is good. Why am I being drug from my sleep?  \nOh, its Julia. Hmmm, yes thats right Julia and I made  \nup. She feels cold I should probably hold her a  \nlittle closer to warm her up. Still not fully  \nconsious I hear her say, \"Honey, have you thought  \nanymore about what we talked about the other night?\"  \nWhat we talked about? Confused I ask her, \"What  \nthing?\" \"You know, about the counciling\" she says  \nsnuggling in closer as if that fixes everything.  \n  \nI'm wide awake now. \"Thought about it, no. There  \nreally is nothing to think about. Is that what this  \nwas all about? So that you could talk me into going  \nto some damn man hating dike to talk about our  \nmarriage?\"  \n  \n\"Dr. Stevens doesnt hate men, and what should her  \nsexual preference have to do with her ability to do  \ncounciling work?\" She's pulling away from me and I can  \ntell getting ready to defend this absurd position.  \n  \n\"Well obviously she cant keep a man of her own happy  \nso how in the hell could she teach you how?\" I'm done  \nwith this conversation at this point and start getting  \nout of bed to find a quieter place to sleep.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"You do know that it isnt all about keeping the man  \nhappy!\" she shouted as I closed the door behind me and  \nheaded off to the spare room. It may not be all about  \nkeeping the man happy but that should at least be A  \nCONSIDERATION. What was I thinking she'll never stop  \nbeing wrapped up in her own petty concerns and I am  \nfoolish to think that it would be any different.  \n  \nFriday flew by in a flash. I gathered up all of my  \nequipment and got it ready for Saturday night. Julia  \nand I didnt talk the whole day. She was mad and I was  \nok with it. I did spend some time online researching  \ndivorce law. I'm done all I really need now is an  \nexcuse.  \n  \nSaturday morning comes and I wake up early. Julia  \nsays she's going into the office for half a day, I  \ndont believe her but at this point dont care. I watch  \nher drive away and all I can think is \"Great now I can  \nget ready without having to sneak.\" I pull out the  \narmor and sword polishing everything and oiling the  \nleather brushing out the great horse hair plume rising  \nfrom the helmet. I'm ready by 10am my date isnt for  \nanother ten hours. Ah well gives me time to go for a  \nride. I grab the mail and go through it on my way to  \nthe garage. Credit card bills, its a good thing I got  \nthis just in case my purchases are on it. I look and  \nno mine arent but I see a charge on it for that damn  \ndoctor Julia wanted me to go see. Each date was a  \nSaturday. So that's where she is now. I highlight  \nthe charges and leave the bill laying open on the  \ncounter as I strap up the last of my equipment and  \nhead out for the bike.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Man, am I getting the stares, from kids to little old  \nladies. This is actually starting to be fun. I got a  \nlittle uncomfortable when a guy I am pretty sure was  \ngay smiled at me funny. Over all I had a blast,  \nespecially when I stopped in for gyros at lunch.  \nRiding like this felt great. Free from hangups, free  \nfrom the daily grind, and dressed as I was, I was free  \nfrom worrying about other people's opinions. What a  \ngreat feeling. I met this guy who told me about a  \ngroup called the SCA. These guys go out and actually  \nsword fight in armor, wow, thats what I need in my  \nlife. The guy was nice enough but I dont have any  \ntime, hell I barely get to ride my bike anymore.  \nBesides I havent really fought anyone since I tested  \nfor my black belt two years ago.  \n  \nThe sun is starting to go down and I head toward  \nDawn's appartment. As I pull up in the parking lot I  \nrev the engine and scan the windows to see who looks  \nout. Sure enough there are a few. Only one of those  \nis expecting me though. I feel a couple seconds of  \nunease, what if she laughs at me after all I didnt  \ntell her what I would look like. I realized what the  \nfuck was I thinking, if she could play dress up so  \ncould I.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I walked down the stairs to the row of doors to  \nbasement appartments. Ah, there it is, 6B, I start to  \nknock but the door opens and Dawn asks me to come  \ninside. She looks nervous like she is afraid of what  \nthe neighbors would think. I look at her, she is more  \npassable tonight than she was the other night on the  \nwebcam but still you could tell it was a guy in a  \ndress, a very sexy black dress and what I had at first  \nassumed was a blonde wig it wasnt until much later  \nthat I realized she really had hair that long.  \n  \n\"You look fantastic\" she said in a tone that made me  \nactually believe it. \"You're not so bad yourself\" I  \nsaid as I pulled my helm off and casually tossed it  \nonto the couch as if I owned the place, or at least I  \nhoped that was the message it sent. \"Would you like a  \ndrink?\" she asked as she started toward the small  \nkitchette. \"Sure, beer is good if you've got it.\"  \n  \n\"Sorry, just have a bottle of Jack and some wine for  \ndinner.\" she said a bit defensively as if concerned I  \nwould be unhappy. I laughed a bit \"Honestly to get  \nthrough tonight I had probably better start with  \nJack.\" She said \"Am I that hard to look at?\" \"Not at  \nall,\" I replied wishing it to sound sincere, \"I'm just  \nnot....well I've never.... This will be a new  \nexperiance for me.\" She laughs \"You're the sexiest  \nthing I've every seen, what ever pleases you will be  \nmore than enough for me.\" She walks in and hands me  \nmy Jack in a wine glass. Mental note she's trying to  \nget me drunk. Second mental note she probably needs  \nto if I'm going to play this one out. \"Dinner will be  \nready in just a few minutes, would you rather watch  \nsome TV while I finnish up or would you rather play in  \nthe internet?\" I smile at her thinking she's wanting  \nme to get on the internet and get horny. Yes horny  \nand drunk, what the hell am I thinking I want to be  \nhorny and drunk at least until I test out her ass  \nlater tonight.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I walk over to her computer and look at her little web  \ncam with the assortment of dildos and clamps and  \nfloggers layed out beside it. I sit at the keyboard  \nand start to look through her files. This whole time  \nshe doesnt interrupt me or really say much of anything  \nI can hear her humming in the kitchen putting  \ntogeather dinner. Most of her porn is cuckold or  \nshemale pics and stories. I see other \"girls\" she  \nknows and has pictures of online. I'm just starting  \nto read some letters she's written to some guy in  \nWashington state when she slides up beside me and says  \n\"Dinner is served my mighty greek wa....\" she trailed  \noff as she realized what I was looking at. \"It was  \nbefore I met you,\" she starts defending herself.  \nQuickly I cut her off before this can get too far  \n\"Until you decide to belong to me your affairs are  \nyour own.\" She looked a little relieved as well as a  \nlittle scared about belonging to me. I swatted her on  \nthe ass as I got up from the computer and made my way  \nto the table.  \n  \nDinner was good. I mean really good. My glass never  \ngot empty and the conversation was never dull. I was  \nreally feeling my drink and the satisfaction of a good  \nmeal when Dawn suggested we move to the couch and  \nwatch a movie. \"Any preferences for movie selection?\"  \nshe asked. \"Got straight, shemale, femdom, or even  \none cuckold movie.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Straight\" I said without thinking about it then,  \nafter a seconds pause \"Shemale\" I corrected.  \n  \nShe smiled at me and pulled out \"Married with  \nShemales\". I about died laughing but still it was  \nhot. Dawn snuggled in close to me and was waiting for  \nme to decide if I wanted her. Fifteen minutes into  \nthe movie and I've got this raging hardon and need to  \ndo something about it. I pull it out from the  \nuncomfortable confines of my leather jock strap that  \nthe armor came with and Dawn lets out a gasp. No I'm  \nnot another Ron Jeremy but I've got a proud eight  \nthick inches. She moves toward my cock but I grab her  \nby the hair holding her away from it. This is when I  \nrealize that the hair is real and this has all sorts  \nof potential. \"Slut you cant just drool all over my  \ncock you have to beg to be allowed to service it.\" I  \nhear her moan, and then \"Please Master this slut begs  \nto be allowed to service your cock, please make me  \nyour cum dump whore.\" Ok, I've had a few women in my  \ntime and I've even been sucked off by the bookstore  \ncrowd but hearing Dawn begging like this made me  \nHORNY. I smacked her face twice with my dick and then  \nusing my hold on her hair as a handle I started to  \nfuck her face. I could hear her gagging and choking  \nbut still I kept pumping away at what felt good to me.  \nI was very near cumming when I decided to roll her  \naround onto her back so that I could get a straight  \nshot access to her throat. I'm pumping away getting  \nreally closed to blowing my wad when at the last  \nmoment I decide to reach between her legs and grab her  \nballs as a handle to pull myself deeper into her  \nthroat. She's gasping and choking now but I dont care  \nI'm almost there and with the final thrust I sink in  \nand spray my wad down her throat smashing her little  \nballs in my hand as I do it. I look down at the front  \nof her panties, she has cum seeping through the  \nmaterial.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I started to come down from the euphoria and guilt  \nstarted to come in waves. First about having sex with  \na guy in a dress, then for how relentlessly I'd used  \nhim. Funny it didnt occure to me until later that I  \nnever felt guilty for fucking around on Julia.  \n  \n\"I'm sorry I was so rough, I should probably go now\" I  \nsaid and started to get up. Dawn started to cry and  \nthrew herself at my feet begging me \"Master do what  \never you want to me but please dont leave me. Make me  \nyours, to serve you. I dont care if all you ever do  \nis drop by once a week for a blow job, dont say that  \nyou dont want me please.\" I was a little stunned  \nactually, this was the first time I'd ever had that  \nreaction. Here was a woman, uh, man, uh, oh hell,  \nhere was some one who could feel the magic in my  \ntouch.  \n  \n\"Ok, I'll own you but only if I own you completely.  \nNo matter what I say from here on out no matter how  \nhumiliating or dangerous it is you will do it. All  \nthat you are and all that you now own belong to me as  \nwell. Is that understood? If you say yes you cease  \nto be and only my property remains. So what say you?\"  \nI waited expecting to hear her try to set other  \nconditions or negotiate with me. Instead she simply  \nbowed before me and kissed my boots and said \"Master  \nis Master of this little slave and all she posesses is  \nthe Master's\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Not really knowing what to expect now, after all I  \nhadn't expected to set up a long term relationship  \nwith her tonight I stood up and went over to her  \ncoffee table and with one kick splintered it. I  \nwaited for her to object. She did not. I fliped over  \nthe dinner table sending dishes flying, and while she  \ndid look scared she offered up no resistance. Ok that  \ndid it now I'm horny again. Seeing her submit to me  \nlike that was giving me a serious woody. I walked up  \nto where she was kneeling on the floor and backhanded  \nher across the mouth knocking her to her side. She  \njust lay there I knelt down behind her and roughly  \nshoved up her dress with my left hand and ripped away  \nher panties with my right. I slip in slowly to her  \npre-lubed ass, obviously she was expecting this. I  \nhear her crying softly as I push in deeper then  \ndeeper. Soon I'm driving away slapping her ass and  \npulling her long hair with every thrust. I came so  \nhard I could see spots before my eyes, I collapsed on  \ntop of her and lay there until I had recovered my  \nbreath. She lay there crying silently never once  \ncomplaining about being uncomforatable in that  \nposition. I stood up and slipped off my armor, then  \nheaded for the shower. I'm in there for a few minutes  \nand I hear her moving around in the bathroom so I look  \nout she's kneeling beside the tub with a towel in her  \nhands waiting for me to be done. \"Get in here you're  \nneeded\" I said to her wondering how much more she  \nwould take. Without a word she stood, stripped, and  \nglided into the tub behind me. \"I'm sleeping here  \ntonight\" I told her. She smiled and said \"may I wash  \nyou?\" I nodded and her hands and tongue begain to  \nslowly caress my skin. Gently she washed my most  \nintimate places as well as the most ordinary to the  \nupmost care. She was kneeling before me in the shower  \nwhen she looked up and smiles (it was then that I  \nrealized just exactly how hard I had backhanded her)  \n\"Master may I please service you again?\" She sure did  \nlike cock.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I awoke at about 10AM on Sunday. Dawn wasnt in the  \nbedroom. I started to get up but she must have been  \nlistening for me because she comes in with a tray of  \nfood and kneels beside the bed offering it to me,  \n\"Master takes his breakfast in bed?\" I laughed, and I  \nnoticed she had reapplied her make up and put on a  \nsilk nightie. Eggs, and baccon, hashbrowns and toast,  \nthis was living. She didnt get up she just knelt  \nthere watching me eat. I thought to myself, I could  \nget to rather enjoy this.  \n  \nGoing back home sucked. I left my gear at Dawn's  \nappartment (she seemed to be very happy about that).  \nI knew things were different now. While I cant say I  \nwas in love with Dawn, she had opened my eyes to some  \nnew potentials.  \n  \nI went home and Julia was there, she wanted to fight  \nagain. I told her point blank she could either grow  \nup and get over these petty problems or pack up and go  \nto her mothers until the divorce was final. That  \nstopped her short, for a minute she just stood there  \nlike she was shot, then she burst into tears and ran  \ninto the bedroom. I felt bad about being so blunt  \nabout it but after a fantastic night last night I  \nwasnt in the mood to ruin it by fighting with Julia.  \nI jumpped on the computer and started surfing the web  \nfor houses in the country. I always wanted to live in  \nthe country. One sight kept jumping out at me. Less  \nthan $30000.00 with a well and septic already in.  \nSure the house was shit but I do construction why  \nshould that matter.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I kept surfing, and found the SCA site for my area.  \nYeah this is cool, and they have fighter practice on  \nsunday in a park not even ten miles from my home. I  \ncan still make it even today if I want to. I surf for  \nanother hour looking at mostly SCA sights. Finally I  \ndecide to head to the park. I ask Julia if she wants  \nto come along. I was half hoping she would which  \nwould signal the fighting was over and half hoping she  \nwouldnt so I wouldnt have to deal with her if she  \nwanted to continue to pout.  \n  \nShe looked at me like I had lost my mind. I just  \nthrew up my hands and went out to my bike.  \n  \nThe park was in a nice neighborhood near one of the  \nlocal colleges. I couldnt miss the group I was  \nlooking for though. They were dressed in rusted  \nhelmets and blue plastic barrels cut into body armor.  \nYou could hear the hits as I walked up to them. It  \nreally was pretty loud. I watched for a bit. They  \nwerent pretty but they were really fighting. A guy in  \na funny half dress half toga thing came up and started  \nexplaining things to me as if I had just landed from  \nmars. Ok so he was a geek but he was a nice enough  \nguy and while he claimed to also fight I noticed he  \nhad no armor or sticks with him. After a bit more I  \ntalked them in to letting me try it out. They loaned  \nme a helm and a bit of the plastic barrel armor. The  \nshield was a lot heavier than it looked and while the  \narmor was heavier than my leather it didnt seem that  \nbad. The sword weighed a little less than a base ball  \nbat, I was thinking that a hit in the head with that  \nthing could be dangerous. I got out there and a  \nlittle guy stepped out with me and took up position.  \nHe only was using one sword and no shield and I was a  \nlot bigger than he was this was going to be easy.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Well not so much all I remember is the guy in the  \nfunny clothes yelling for us to start and then I was  \nhit on the head. Surpisingly it didnt hurt just  \nsounded loud. Oh yeah I'm supposed to be falling  \ndown. Just as this thought crossed my mind my helm  \nwas hit again as was my left thigh. That was mind  \nnumbing pain. With no armor on my thigh the stick  \nstung and I knew it was going to bruise. The little  \nguy helped me back to my feet and asked if I wanted to  \ntry again. Well maybe later.  \n  \nI talked to them for a long time. They have a really  \ncool idea, though I dont know if I like all of it and  \nsome of them are REAL GEEKS.  \n  \nI head back home sore and thinking that I will  \nprobably feel it at work tomorrow.  \n  \nSeveral weeks whipped by. Julia and I quit fighting  \nand started ignoring each other. The fight over her  \n\"marriage councilor\" credit card bills was nullified  \nby my armor bill though my going to SCA events had  \npretty much saved me any uncomfortable explainations.  \nI had been dropping by to see Dawn after work and  \nsometimes on the weekends. If Julia suspected  \nsomething she never said so. Sex with Julia now was  \nrare at best, but since Dawn was so eager and  \naccomodating I cant say I really noticed.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; I had been surfing the web looking for other like  \nminded people and while I could find plenty of \"girls\"  \nlooking for \"discrete fun\" no one had Dawn's  \ncommitment. While surfing one night I found another  \nguy like myself. He lived in the midwest but shared  \nan interest in shaking off the chains of a feminist  \nsociety. We spoke for a while and he told me about  \nwanting to buy an old farm and get away for a while.  \nHe said he'd wanted to do that ever since he got out  \nof the marines last year. I'd never thought of a farm  \nbefore but it could be kewl.  \n  \nAfter talking with him for a few days I pulled Dawn in  \non our conversation. She got on her webcam and  \npreformed for him. \"I've never thought about this  \narangement before.\" he admitted. \"I had one gay  \nexperiance while I was in the service, and while it  \nwas ok I guess it just wasn't how I wanted to live.\"  \nHe and I talked a little more while Dawn tried hard to  \nimpress us with her flexiblity and finally I asked  \nhim, \"Why dont we just do this?\"  \n  \n\"Do what?\" he asked though I know the seeds of the  \nidea were growing in his mind too. \"Why dont we just  \nget your farm, a couple of happy little sluts like  \nDawn here and try to find more guys like us?\" I sent  \nthe question to him in IM that way Dawn wouldnt be  \ninvolved in a decision that should be made by men.  \nThere was a long pause.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; A very long pause. Just when I had given up hope that  \nhe would agree he said \"How?\" Ok now I had his  \ninterest, but he did raise a good point how would we  \ndo this? \"Give me a little time,\" I said. \"I'm  \nworking on an idea now. When I get an outline, I'll  \nemail it to you and we can build it up from there.\"  \nAnother pause though not nearly as long this time  \n\"Sounds good, I'll do a little looking around too,\" he  \nreplied and I broke off the connection. Leaving Dawn  \nto entertain him for a while, while I started surfing  \nthe web more intently.  \n  \nJulia was leaving town for a business trip this  \nweekend, I suspected she was probably going to one of  \nthose feminazi retreats at her \"Mariage Councilor's\"  \nrequest, but I didnt care after all it was over she  \njust didnt know it yet. Dawn was very excited when I  \ntold her, and she said she had a surprise for me  \nfriday night after work. She wouldnt tell me what it  \nwas she just would giggle and say I'd find out.  \nNormally I'm not big on surprises but I'd humor her  \nwho knows maybe I would like it. Besides I'd been  \ndoing a lot of research and who knows maybe I'd spring  \non her the plan I was working on for the future.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \\*\\*\\*\\*\\*This is a work in progress. I am still working on finnishing it. If you like it let me know.\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*\\*  \n  \n\n"}