Fem Dom - F/M
Sado-Masochism (SM) Strong BDSM Content
Published
05 / 2008
AVAILABLE FORMATS: Mobi (PRC) PDF MSReader (LIT)
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SYNOPSIS
) Harry picked the wrong woman to cheat on.
A smart strong beautiful wife and a hi-tech humbler soon give him the attitude adjustment he sorely needs.
Join Harry on his journey from male heaven to Femdom hell. Harry has a lot to learn.
* * * * *
Harry cheated.
The next thing he knew he was permanently on the ground looking up at his beautiful wife.
She sentenced him to 5 years crawling for his crimes but that was only the beginning of his suffering.
He is treated like a dog, given a physical by an evil vet, fucked by rednecks in an unbelievable house party and finally sent to a kennel for training, breaking and a one way ticket to his worst nightmare.
One the way, Harry learned why he cheated but hobbled and gagged, he might never be able to find redemption. There is a gravestone with his name on it waiting for him if he fails.
EXTRACT
The day started normal enough. I laid out Lady Colleen’s clothes then made her
breakfast. She ran out the door and I was alone with a list of chores. At lunch, I had
kibble and watched the mid-day news. I was going to wash and wax the front entry when the
doorbell rang. I froze. No one is supposed to come to the door. The mail gets delivered to
mailbox by the road. All packages are supposed to be delivered to Lady Colleen’s office or
left in the mailbox. There are no soliciting signs at the front gate with beware of dog
signs to discourage people from coming near the house. The bell rang again. It buzzed two
or three times as if the person was impatient.
That is when I did the dumbest thing in my life or the second dumbest after cheating on
my wife. I crawled to the door put my mouth up to the mail slot and called, “Help me.
Please help me.”
I heard someone say, “Package for Mrs. Rogers.”
“Thank God you came. Help me. I’m trapped in here.”
“Is there someone there? What’s wrong? Are you hurt? You one of those old people that are
fallen and can’t get up that I see on TV all the time? Did you have a heart attack?”
“I’m trapped in this house. Locked in. Please help me. I used to keep a spare key by
the rock closest to the garage door on the left. The key will open the deadbolt and door.
Please, I’ve been a prisoner here for months.”
I had no idea what the hell I was thinking. Even if I got out, I’d still be in the
humbler and the humbler wasn’t coming off any time soon but I had to make a break for it.
It was an irrational act but I had to try.
She said, “I’ll get it. Be right back.”
I thought, “I’m not going anywhere.”
Soon I heard the most wonderful sound of a key turning in a lock and my liberator stood
before me. She was a skinny 19-year-old woman with bad teeth and a bruised eye wearing a
UPS uniform. She had a shock of badly cut unkempt blond hair under a brown ball cap and a
feral look. She looked beautiful to me.
I said, “Oh my God thank you. Please help me. I’ve been confined here by my wife for
months. Get me some clothes then we can go to the police. They will make her release me.”
She looked at me like I was from another planet.
“What the hell are you? Some kind of pervert? You one of them there S and M people? God,
you rich can be kinky. The things I have seen since I took over this route. Dungeons,
secret rooms, sex parties. Can‘t you people just have normal sex?”
