Darkest Fantasies
pleasure. Not
only had he allowed it voluntarily, but he was paying for it. Madam
Tisset was talking about him as if he was a piece of meat, and she,
herself, was sticking things in his private places, which he seemed
to be enjoying immensely. It made her feel very powerful and
important.
    She lubricated
his anus as Madam Tisset had told her, and pushed the plug in.
There was a faint resistance before it was sucked into place. She
then proceeded to blow it up. At the first few pumps there was no
reaction, then he made gasping noises, then he made groaning
noises. When he made little strangled noises in his throat and
began to convulse against the chains she thought she had gone far
enough, so released the pressure and began all over again. It was a
bit like winding up a toy and watching it go.
    When Madam
Tisset came back in a while later, Ben was covered in a sheen of
sweat, his balls sported a weight of rather impressive size, and
Esther was beating his buttocks with a short cat-o'-nine-tails made
of rubber. His penis was pendulous and leaking, and every so often
the tips of the whip would catch the back of his balls and send him
writhing.
    'Very good,'
Madam Tisset complimented. 'Of course, the one thing that would
make this all slightly more exciting for him would be to put a
blindfold on him. Then he would have no idea where the next lash
will fall. If he can't anticipate, he can't stop himself from
reacting. But that's enough for now, dearie. Ben has to go to work
in a minute, so do you want to have a go at finishing him off, or
shall I do it?'
    'How would he
want it to be done?' Esther said hesitantly.
    'My dear, it doesn't matter what the slave wants. That's not
what this is all about. You're the mistress here. You're supposed
to be doing what you want. Have you enjoyed yourself? Has it made you feel
exceedingly randy, so that you want to go home and leap on
Kevin?'
    'Yes,' Esther
said with feeling. 'I feel all wound up and nowhere to go.'
    'Excellent.
Then finish him off, like this - then let him down and send him to
me in the office when he's showered.'
    Esther used
her hand as Madam Tisset had shown her.
    'Thank you,
Madam,' he gasped as she took the gag out of his mouth. 'Can I
visit you again, please? You're very good.'
    And so the
self-confidence lessons progressed.
     
     

Chapter
5
     
    Several weeks
later Kevin arrived home on a Sunday evening to greet Esther with a
quick kiss and a large sigh. 'Hello, darling. Sorry I'm later than
expected. It's been the most trying week. Working all hours,
staying at that damned hotel all weekend for the conference.'
    'You poor
dear,' Esther said sympathetically. 'Perhaps it's time you had a
little holiday. Anyway, you're home now. Come and have your dinner.
I've only been keeping it warm for an hour or so.'
    He sniffed
appreciatively and thought how nice it was to have plain English
cooking after the excessively rich food in the hotel. 'Roast beef,
just like mother made. Essie, honey, you're a wonder!'
    'Slip your
shoes off, sit down and have a glass of wine, darling. You must be
absolutely knackered. You've been working far too hard lately, you
know. You're hardly ever here.'
    'Honey, you're
a wonderful little wife, you know that?' he said, relaxing under
her sensitive ministrations, and swirling the pale liquid around in
the glass before throwing it down in one. 'I knew I was on to a
good thing when I met you.'
    'I try to be a
good little wife,' she said dutifully, and knelt on the floor to
massage his feet. 'I'm learning new things all the time.'
    'Aah,' Kevin
sighed, stretching luxuriously, not hearing the extra sugar in his
wife's tone. 'Is this part of what you learned at those
classes?'
    'Uh-huh. This
and much, much more.'
    He patted her
head absently. Esther smiled secretively, and rose to serve the
dinner.
    'Have you been
shopping, Essie, honey? Did you manage to get me some new
shirts?'
    'Sorry,
darling, I was busy sorting out the garage. You know I've

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