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Slut Boy: Backdoor Blues

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4/14/2005
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Slut Boy: Backdoor Blues. More Stories of Female Domination by Lance Edwards

A hot, over-the-top collection of Femdom Stories... featuring submissive males restrained by their voluptuous, sexy wives, lovers and take-charge Dommes.

In Mindy & Me, our slut-boy is dominated by his slut-wife, made to submit to a rough anal ride before he gets any pleasure at all. Then in Sweet Teen Dream, his new girl friend is 18, a nymphomaniac and drop-dead gorgeous. Little does he know that in order to have her, he must worship her from head to toe, submitting to a raunchy face-fuck and much more nasty sexual abuse. In Gabriella's Secret, a luscious black Domme brings along her big black boyfriend for slut-boy to service. Then while she marries the boyfriend, Gabrielle schemes to her keep poor slut-boy as her absolute submissive, collared, cock-caged and at her back and call. Wrestling matches with his beautiful Amazon wife leave a subbie husband hogtied and collared in Beaten by Belinda - Again; it's the best kind of bondage!

A lusty, take-charge nurse becomes his 'Mistress Cassandra', giving her helpless patient a heavy workout of bondage, floggers, enemas and catheters in Just Another Morning. Then Enter At Own Risk, as this sub-husband's buxom wife Trudi makes him submit to long months of chastity, painful CBT, anal rape AND the cunning wiles of her sadistic girlfriends who use him to satisfy their every wicked pleasure. A Day In The Sun is more than his slut-boy bargained for when his young Mistress stakes him to an anthill in the woods. These daring, scintillating stories and more many more make up another not-to-miss collection from Lance Edwards.

As you would expect from the title, there's plenty of hard backdoor penetration, plus a whole lot more, as these lovely Dominant vixen subdue their men - chain them, bind them and lock them up for plenty of hard-edged torture and humiliation. Everything from spanking, to whipping to dungeons, caning, feminization, emasculation, cock cages and medical devices, picking up where the original Slut-Boy left off for more exciting erotic reading.

 


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Excerpt

I love my wife – god, how I love her! But she is very controlling, and downright devilish when it comes to bed-play. She always takes me to the most outrageous extremes before finally allowing me to climax. Today was a perfect example.
I woke to ‘morning wood’, and Mindy’s insidious teasing.
We both sleep in the nude, and it’s impossible for me to hide those inevitable early morning erections. And since Mindy hadn’t allowed me ejaculate in over two months, this particular erection was amazingly urgent. Straining upright, pulsing hotly, it tented the coverlet impressively. Snuggled against my side with her nearly waist-length chestnut hair draping us both, my beautiful young wife (over ten years my junior) had noticed and begun to play with it.
First she just stroked me, running her fingertips gently up and down the sensitive underside, making me bob and twitch. Her long, lacquered nails scratched lightly at my bare base and balls (Mindy makes me shave daily), and then returned to fondle the throbbing knob.
I moaned helplessly, and Mindy giggled. Snuggling even closer, she nuzzled her mouth right up to my ear and began to nibble and tongue me – something she knows drives me absolutely wild. As her teasing hand closed on my shaft and began to oh-so-slowly pull it, she breathed her desires right into me.
“Mmmmmmm… Look at how long and hard and throbbing you are!” She paused to nip my earlobe, lick all around the pinna and drive her tongue inside, squeezing my ridiculously rigid penis even tighter. “I think maybe I’ve denied you long enough, husband! Would you like to ejaculate this morning? Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm?”
Her humming in my ear aroused me almost as much as her slow motion stroking on my raging hard-on. Squirming, I moaned and nodded my affirmative. Mindy giggled again, bending my urgent upthrust back down between my legs until I whimpered eloquently in competing pain and need. Then she thrilled me beyond belief.
“All right, my darling. This morning you can ejaculate. But not until I say so! If you jump the gun on me, I’m going to lock this penis away for a year! Understood?”
Again I whimpered an affirmative, writhing uncontrollably as she continued to stimulate me. But at last Mindy breathed her satisfaction into my ear. Then she began giving me orders.
“Excellent! First of all then, my obedient mate, I’m going to start by enjoying your slutty butt! I want you to pile pillows by your waist, and then roll over onto them, just like always.”
I said she was very controlling. And she’s so stunningly beautiful that I can deny her nothing. Mindy laid claim to my ass the very first night we spent together, and using it daily remains her most dedicated pleasure. This morning, as always, I submitted to her wishes with complete docility. Within seconds I lay facedown in the center of the bed, my limbs spread-eagled with two firm feather pillows propping up my hips and elevating my open rear.
My pounding erection was bent back between my legs: painfully doubled over to keep it from sliding back and forth against the pillows, and possibly driving me into an accidental orgasm. I waited in face-burning, skin-crawling suspense, as Mindy opened a compartment in the headboard of our bed and produced a tube of lubricant and her favorite strap-on.
Quickly she donned her beautifully life-like eight-inch rubber erection and moved in behind me. She split my splayed-out legs even wider, then spread my buttocks apart and smeared me generously with jelly. Then she loomed over my prone, prostrate body, gripped my upthrust hips and prepared to take my proffered virtue.
“Here we go, my boy! My precious little Slut-boy! Mistress Mindy is going to fuck you senseless yet again. My humbly submissive little househusband! How I love to exercise my marital rights!”
With that she lunged forward and penetrated me. Sliding her hard cock easily up into my, by now, well-accustomed ass, she mounted my mute compliance and commenced an incredibly intense copulation.
Relentlessly she pounded herself down into me, quickly surpassing the rhythm of her usual bread-and-butter butt fucking. Her inspired pace, panting breath and gasped exhortations betrayed her greater-than-ever arousal, and before long she was crying out ecstatically in climax. Meanwhile I clutched the covers with both fists, groaned and groveled and raised my hips, wallowing in the unlimited intimacy of that invasion as those nonstop pneumatic thrusts kept thudding home. For what was perhaps an hour and a half then, my lovely young wife brutally butt fucked me, in what was an emphatic demonstration of who truly ruled our relationship. Then – as if it were needed – she took this logic an inevitable step further.
Still lodged balls-deep in my butt, Mistress Mindy finally stopped fucking my ass and fell atop me. Panting in my ear, she renewed her teasing banter.
“Ah, that was truly awesome! Wasn’t it? I just love to fuck my Slut-boy’s ass! But of course, you know that’s not the only way I like to use it. I love to color it as well! And you love that too... don’t you, Slut-boy? You feel guilty about how much you enjoy being buggered, and so you crave an appropriate punishment. Don’t you?”
“Yes, Mistress Mindy,” I acknowledged, my heart still pounding within me. “Will you please punish me now?”
“Of course, my precious husband! Regular punishment is one of the foundations of our incredibly strong marriage! That you know your proper place in my life is absolutely essential!”
Mindy rose, and at last she pulled her cock from my aching, remarkably dilated rectum. Unfortunately for me though, she had one of her biggest training plugs ready to replace it.
First a tapered tip entered me, and then an increasing conical width, until my sphincter was stretched almost to tearing by the intrusion. But then the crisis point passed, and the big hard bulb was firmly lodged. I snapped back tight on the protruding neck, and tried to adjust to the enormous object I now carried in my bottom.

Artist Credit

Thomas Roche, www.skidroche.com

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