I enjoy bondage games, tied to the bed and being fucked. I like the feeling of helplessness, wearing harnesses, with cuffs attached, leg spreaders etc, and being unable to resist. I asked Will for ideas but he wasn't very forthcoming. We played our games in the house, he'd spank and cane me but not as hard as I'd have liked and whilst the sex was good, I wanted to go further, ideally involve another man or perhaps more than one. I was especially excited by the idea of outdoor sex. Blindfolded, tied with my legs spread, caned then fucked and not knowing who was having me, was a fantasy. The thought of being ordered to perform sex acts on myself or someone else aroused me. We talked about it and gave it a try of sorts, using sex toys. Will tried to be my Master. I usually ended up giggling, partly to hide my frustration. Will was the first to admit that he just wasn't dominating or imaginative enough, hinting that given the choice he'd reverse the roles. It was that admission that gave me the idea of finding a real Master, one who could help me discover my true potential. We discussed it at length. Will eagerly agreed. He had a raging hard on at the thought of me having a Master, obeying his sexual commands and demands, being ordered to perform sex acts and fucked by other men, if that's what I was ordered to do. “Won't you find it humiliating?” I asked. “That's the attraction. I only want to watch and wank” he replied. Not really believing he'd agreed, or that he would find it arousing to be such a wimp. “Are you serious, you're really turned on by this, you're sure you don't mind. Even if you're treated like shit” I asked giving him a chance to back out. He said he couldn't wait and hoped I'd quickly find a suitable Master. I began my search. At least I had a good idea of how he was thinking. The internet makes things both easier and more difficult. Easier to find guys, more difficult because there is such a large choice and of course guys can claim anything, until they have to put up. I arranged to meet four guys over the next two or three weeks. Only three turned up and once I talked to them in person none were what I was looking for. I bought a webcam so I could try and save time. I spoke to them when Will was either downstairs or out and told him about them afterwards. Most were discounted at that point, one I met but we just didn't hit it off. Dan was probably the 15th or 16th guy. I was fairly certain he was the guy I'd been looking for almost as soon as we started chatting. Early forties, ex forces, fit looking, even with his clothes on, handsome in a rugged sort of way, deep voice and way of speaking as if he was accustomed to being obeyed. He got off to a good start by not asking if I wanted to see his cock almost as soon as we linked. We chatted telling each other about ourselves, I told him my likes and dislikes, about the shortcomings of my husband. I mentioned he wanted to watch and wank and found the the fact that he would be humiliated exciting. Dan said he'd have no problem humiliating him and already had some ideas of how I should be treated. He asked if I was willing to be obedient, do as he commanded if he decided to train me. I said I was. He asked if I thought I had a good body. I started to describe it to him. “Don't fucking tell me, show me. Take your clothes off” he ordered. I hadn't really been expecting to start so soon, hesitated, only for a few moments, but long enough for him to snap, “Fucking strip. Show me your tits and cunt. NOW!” I don't think it even crossed my mind to disobey. I'm twenty nine and slim. I go to the Gym regularly, my legs are toned and shapely, the envy of my friends and I'm conceited enough to agree that I do have good legs. I'm comfortable with my body, though I'd quite like my tits to be a bit larger. Having said that they are firm and pert 32c, so I shouldn't complain. I shave my pussy because I like it smooth, as do most of the guys who've fucked me and it's simpler and quicker than trimming, and I found trying to keep a symmetrical shape to my bush a pain. That's what I excitedly revealed to him as I slowly stripped for him in front of the webcam. As soon as I was naked he told me to call Will upstairs to watch. Will joined me and sat on the side of the bed. Dan told me to lay on the bed and open my legs. I adjusted the webcam then laying back with my head on the pillows, I parted my legs. He told me to open them wider. I obeyed, spreading them as wide as I could, displaying my cunt to him. “Let me see you masturbate” he instructed in his commanding voice. Without hesitation I reached between my legs, slid my fingers into my already wet pussy and started to masturbate. I almost forgot he was watching, engrossed in what I was doing, becoming more aroused and excited. He watched me masturbating for several minutes, without saying anything. He finally spoke. Not to me but to Will, asking if he was enjoying watching his slut wife, masturbating for her new Master. I heard him mumble that he was. Dan told me to turn over so he could see my bum. I did as he wanted, turning onto all fours, spreading my legs. “I didn't tell you to stop fingering your cunt” he said sharply. I pushed my fingers back into my pussy as fast as I could, listening while he instructed Will to spread my buttocks and show him my anus. Will knelt next to me, I could see the bulge in his trousers, his cock rock hard. He put his hands on my buttocks and parted them, revealing my tight puckered arse hole to Dan. He told Will to touch it. I felt a finger lightly brush my anus. “Push your finger in her arse” he ordered. Will glanced at me. “Don't fucking look at the whore. Spit on her arse and push a finger in” Dan ordered. Will spat saliva on my bum, I felt it run into my crack, his finger spreading it on my bum hole, then the fingertip being pressed against it. He pushed harder, my arse resisted for a few seconds, before he overcame the tight sphincter and slowly slid his finger up my bum and began moving it in and out. I couldn't help myself from slipping another finger into my cunt, masturbating harder, enjoying the sensations in my pussy and my bum. Dan watched for a minute or two. “Have you ever taken a cock in your arse?” he enquired. “No” I gasped. “You will” he replied “You will”, before telling Will he could stop and I could turn back over. This time I ensured I didn't stop masturbating, waiting to see what would happen next. He turned his attention to Will. “Enjoying yourself?” he asked smoothly. He said he was. “Your slut tells me you're a Wanker. Get your cock out and wank over the whore” he instructed. I suppose that was the point where if he was going to refuse and call a halt he would have done. He didn't, he obediently stood up, took off his trousers, underwear and shirt. Standing naked next to me he started to stroke his cock, obediently wanking next to me. Dan watched us both masturbating, making no comment. At least 2 or 3 minutes passed before he spoke again. Will and I continued masturbating, unsure if he was pleased or displeased with us. “Is that a candle next to the bed?” I looked towards the large scented candle, about 12 inches long and 3 inches in diameter, on the bedside table. I said it was, stretching to pick it up, showing him how big it was. “Fuck yourself with it. I want to see if your cunt can take it” he ordered. I put it between my legs, rolling the sides against my pussy, coating it with my sex juices. Gripping it about half way down, I held the conical end against my hole, rotating it back and fore, wetting it, then slowly eased it into my cunt. I was confident I could do it, I've got a couple of dildos which are as thick. It slid in, stretching my fuck hole. I took about 7 inches, then holding it near the base with both hands, closed my eyes and fucked myself with it. I could hear Will wanking, felt the bed move as he climbed on. I was close to cumming, moaning and sighing loudly, vaguely heard Dan telling Will to cum in my face. I noisily climaxed, gasping, heard Will grunt he was going to cum, then his spunk splattering my face and squirting in my mouth. I gulped it down, as another spray of spunk landed in my hair. I don't think he'd ever cum so hard or heavily. I lay back panting, letting the candle slowly slip from my pussy before sitting up. Wills spunk ran down my face, dripping on to my tits. I started to rub it over my body, hoping it would please Dan and asked him to show me his cock. “That can wait until we meet. Something for you to look forward too” he replied confidently. I tried to hide my disappointment. I asked when we could meet. I was hoping, no, expecting him to say the next weekend, two days away, if not sooner. He said give me your mobile number and I'll let you know. I started to protest. “Shut the fuck up. Just give me your number” I told him the number. “I think I can train you. I'll be in touch” as he broke the link “I hope we don't have to wait too long” Will said as we climbed off the bed, sounding as disappointed as I felt. Two days passed without me letting my mobile out of my sight. Each time it rang I thought it was him. Saturday arrived without the call, surely he'll call today I told myself. Nothing, nor all the next week. He was never on line, I didn't have his number. I thought about contacting the next guy on my list of possibles, but it was Dan we both wanted. I'd just about given up hope by the Friday afternoon. My heart leapt when at last I got a phone call from a number I didn't know. I answered it, it was him. No word of apology, just an instruction to go on line immediately. I logged on and he told me I was to meet him that evening asking if I'd got anything sexy to wear. I said I had. “Show me” I went to my wardrobe and fetched a couple of short dresses and a selection of miniskirts and held them up. He didn't approve of any of them.”Surely you've got something shorter” he suggested. I told him only things I wore in the house when we played games. He told me to fetch them. I held them up one at a time, very short skirts, see through tops, sexy half cup bras, Basques and corsets, G stings and thongs, much of it in leather. I even showed him some cuffs and other things I had. I waited while he decided what I should wear. He chose the shoes first, platform stripper type with about a 5 or 6 inch heel, which I liked because they made my legs look even longer and sleeker. He selected probably the shortest skirt in my collection, a red leather, pleated hip skirt, only about 8 inches in length, barely long enough to cover my bum and pussy. The final item was a tight black leather basque, which fastened at the front with hooks, with cups that supported and lifted my tits but hardly covered my nipples. “One more thing. Wear the collar, wrist and ankle cuff set you showed me” He instructed, forbidding me to wear any panties, not even a tiny string. My clothing selected, I asked if he was coming to ours or going to his place. “Leave your house at 8pm. Tell Wanker to drive, take your mobile, I'll ring and and give you instructions” was all he told me, disconnecting before I could ask any questions. Will was downstairs, hardly able to contain my excitement I rushed to tell him Dan had contacted me and we were going out that evening. I'll continue soon.