0 comments/ 105593 views/ 3 favorites Mags By: God. She knelt over the bath, took a bar of soap and rubbed a generous amount of lather onto Marcos chest; taking a Bic razor she then proceeded to shave an inch and a half wide bare patch all the way from his neck to his navel and to the base of his flaccid penis. "What did you do that for?" He whinged. "I'm gonna have to shave it all now" He tutted… She said nothing. Maggie stood up and left the bathroom with all his clothes and his underwear while He set about shaving his chest, Ten minutes later she came back. Taking a bar of soap from the soapdish she quickly removed the bathplug and set about lathering up His legs, taking the bic razor, a new one this time she shaved another inch and a half wide stripe down both legs and replaced the plug. "What are you playing at?" he squawked, she ignored him. And he set about shaving his legs so as not to be uneven when the hairs grew back, she left. Marco heard her singing from the kitchen whilst loading the washing machine, he tested the water from the tap and found it to have run cold, I'm gonna have to get out now, he frowned "Where's my underwear, bitch!?" he called from the cool bathroom. "It's in the wash, you're gonna have to wear some of mine" "Oooh kinky" Marco thought, and was that a syrupy tone in her voice? he wondered. "Ok, Get me some then" he called... "And where's the bathrobe?" She walked in holding a pair of frilly white tennis knickers, and said "Would you like to wear these?" Marco was aghast, "Yes" he said without even considering it, "Well you can't wear these without putting These on" She held up some white lace topped stockings and a suspender belt. Marco was suddenly overwhelmed by the urge to feel stockings against his freshly shaved legs. After some quickly applied talcum powder he felt smooth and sensuous as he carefully pulled the stockings on. She returned with the flimsiest of frilly white knickers, "like the icing on a wedding cake" Marco thought, "Where's the tennis knickers?" He inquired "Slip into these"; she intoned with an air of dominance that He just could not resist. "Ill get those shortly" She left and returned with a lacey white playsuit and said "Now put this on, Your not wearing the tennis knickers without it", In no time at all Marco was standing in the cold bathroom waiting for Margaret to return with his frilly tennis knickers, surrounded by mirrors he began to blush quietly to himself, He'd never considered that Maggie, His Maggie, could be quite so Sexy and was amazed at the craftiness with which she'd got him shaved and dressed in this fashion, all talcum powdered and scented. She returned with a belt and a dog collar "Lets try this" she said with a glint in her eye fastening the dog collar around Marcos neck from behind, Marco would agree to anything for those frilly tennis knickers and held his hands out behind him while she fastened them together using the belt, pulling it tightly He felt the tough cotton army shoulderstrap clasp his wrists together and then she pulled them up high and tight and clipped them to the dog collar. He felt the strain of the collar around his neck and held his arms at tension to keep the slack away from his neck, Bringing the dog lead from the other room and a belt to tie around his knees she said "I wonder if you know how much trouble your in" Marco winced as she pulled the frilly tennis knickers around his ankles, sliding them up to his knees, Marco just couldn't help having the greatest erection he'd ever experienced as she guided him to the bedroom and tied the dog lead and Him to the loop at the back of the bedroom door. She opened the wardrobe and began slipping out of her baggy old t-shirt and jeans, pulling out some black stockings from the drawer and sexily fastening them to the suspender belt around her waist, she pulled out some black leather knickers that Marco had forgotten about and pulled them quickly on, she was ignoring him so he chose not to speak, as he was scared speechless anyway. She then took a black, what looked like leatherette mini dress from the wardrobe it was tight and short and showed off to full effect her slim curvaceous figure. "Where did she get those boots?" Marco wondered as his mind swirled with panic and delight as the stiletto heeled boots made her slightly taller than him and ultimately, Marco thought; in charge, Marco cast his mind back. Surely she isn't gonna do anything awful, I haven't done anything to upset her recently, Then Marco remembered the bottle of whisky Hed emptied down the toilet and the bottle of cider he'd run away with as she'd had a drink problem for several years before they met. Marco hoped she wouldn't remember these things as that would be a punishment for sure! She sat back on the bedroom chair, took a long deep slow drag on her cigarette and eyed him up and down, Marco could see her plotting. She stood up sharply, with purpose and walked over to her vanity case, looking into it, fingering odd items and casting glances at him standing there fastened to the back of the bedroom door helpless, she began to amass a few items, a lipstick, some mascara, eye shadow and blusher, "Are you going out?" Marco asked nervously, "Yes We are!" she spoke. As she moved towards him he felt helplessly turned on and in so much love that he couldn't bear it. "Stay still" she commanded as she began to apply foundation cream rubbing it into his forehead and cheeks, making sure it wasn't streaked or uneven, after some eye shadow that Marco could not see the colour of she then applied eyeliner to his eyelids and mascara thickly to his eyelashes by just waiting for him to blink while she held it motionless as she blew gently into his eyes. Taking the lipstick, she then pulled back the top half of the playsuit and applied a generous amount to his nipples, making them very sensitive and then blowing on them, making them tingle, she then applied lipstick to his mouth "Hold still!" she commanded as he struggled with his bonds uneventfully and had lipstick applied thickly to his now quivering lips, "Let me out of this now!" he commanded, "In a while sweetie" she said, "Im only playing with you" after slipping him into some girlie Pink pumps she took the lipstick and applied a circle to one of his cheeks, standing back she said "Ooh yes! I like that" and did the other one, "Nearly ready now" she said. "For what?" Marco asked with a slight panic in his voice. "You'll see" she had that look in her eye, that mischievous look that had struck fear into previous husbands, "Im going to prove how much I love you today" she said as she took some pink ribbon from the box on the sideboard and a long curly wig from the chest beneath the window. She pulled the wig haphazardly over his head, half blinding him in the process, he struggled to remove it but only succeeded in tidying it up as she had deftly pinned it in with hairclips, and then she tied some pink bows evenly to each elbow and each knee. Looking down at the frilly tennis knickers still around his knees, She said "Did you forget about those?" "No miss" He said, as it was one of those things that he most feared and yet desired greatly he couldn't possibly forget about anything to do with what was happening to him This morning, she bent down and pulled them up around his thighs, Marco was desperate to feel them around his waist but she stopped them tantalisingly short then tied his knees together with another army belt, infuriated by now, but helpless he said "Will you pull those fucking things up?" she replied "Not yet; Soon" "when?" He was anxious to begin a rapport with his captor but she ignored him as she walked to the other room and picked up her mobile phone, walking back in with it held to her ear she spoke to someone on it "Yes, I've got him! Lets do it now, Bring Sami and the others, he won't be any trouble". Marco panicked and began to struggle against his bonds; he'd been treated with the utmost respect by Sami and to be exposed to her like this would be embarrassment in the extreme, and yet the very thought seemed to make him yearn even more for it to happen, he was caught up too tight in the belt behind his back and daren't pull too hard as it was fastened to the collar around his neck. The doorbell rang and as was the norm with Sami, she walked straight in and up the stairs. Maggie looked at Marco and said "You're for it now" as the sound of multiple footsteps running up the stairs made Marco visibly wince and simper towards the door. Sami and Katie waltzed in followed by an entourage of female friends. "Well," Sami said, looking Marco up and down and giggling "you have done a right job on him". Marco looked away highly embarrassed as Sami picked the handle of the dog lead up and dragged Him into the front room to show him to the other girls that had assembled for this spectacle. All this time, Marco was concerned about the tennis knickers tightly yet playfully around his thighs and yet His manhood was straining behind the flimsy knickers beneath the playsuit, Semi transparent, he watched the girls intentionally avoiding looking at it, His pleading eyes turned to Maggie as he tried to intone psychically "Pull those fucking knickers up". Maggie went into the bedroom and brought out a dressing gown, she wrapped Marco in it and tied it tightly around the waist, Marco could feel the stockings against his shaven legs and the playsuit against his shaven chest and he could see that his nipples were bright red and knew that his face was made up garish and overly girly and he became scared when She took the lead from Sami and said "C'mon girls, we're taking him to the Pub.!" Marco wept, as he was dragged down the stairs Maggie said. "Don't worry, remember the night you had me tied over that chair and left me open to be spanked by anyone who should wander in, and remember the night when you stole my whisky and poured it away, and remember the night when you confiscated a bottle of wine. The list goes on, and to top it all off, you've been pinching my underwear! So now it's Your turn!" The girls all tutted and agreed that He should be punished like this. As He was dragged up the garden path, his bathrobe became loose and Sami grabbed it from behind Exposing him in the street, she folded it over her arm and continued to walk with them towards the main road, beyond which was the busy pub, Maggie turned to her and said "we've no need for that now, throw it away!" Sami did as she was asked and threw it in the field, with no means of escape Marco began to wonder if he should just brazen it out, of course he had no choice as the more he struggled the tighter the grip on the dog lead became. She dragged him past the pub and towards a busy shopping centre, past a row of shops, and continued on through the busy car park towards Sainsburys whilst the girls followed on laughing and jeering and passers-by stood agape at the spectacle; She tied him to a dog hitch outside the busy main entrance and turned to leave "Oh, and one more thing" she said, turning back and pulling the frilly tennis knickers up tightly around his waist; "Don't forget I love you, as girlie as you are…" Mags Takes It Home Maggie has for a long time been letting her friend Liz use her apartment to meet up with Liz's boyfriend Jeff. Jeff is a teacher at the same school as Liz and, having fumbled about in the stationery cupboard for a while, they needed somewhere slightly more discreet to meet. They usually come round once or twice a week, using 'teachers meetings' as an excuse to their respective spouses. Maggie tends to stay out of the way whilst they are there, although they often cook her meals after they have used the rug in the lounge for their sex play. Liz has told Mags that she is up for a threesome, and Jeff left her in no doubt about it at all whenever he got the chance to give her a goodnight kiss. A little while ago, when she was feeling more than usually pissed off with me, she decided to get her own back by 'playing away' a little. I think she was even more pissed with me when I got excited as she told me the details.... Liz and Jeff asked her if they could cook her some dinner and she readily agreed. The wine flowed freely, and as they were all old friends the conversation was very relaxed. Its not hard to overcome all offers, and having decided she would, determined to relax and enjoy it. She has lots of 'brboundaries when you are entertaining a friend whose place you use to shag like bunnies in - especially when you know that she is into sex games anyway. Mags had never joined them before despite frequent eak the ice' games, her favourite of which involved taking cards and acting out the instructions. The cards go in three stages, from fairly mild to full-on. The first round tasks were quite tame, generally involving massage and loosening of clothing, but all three enjoyed the touching and stroking, knowing that this was the prequel to an event that they had talked about for a long time. The second round tasks go a lot further, with much more kissing and stroking and, Mags's favourite, swapping underwear. Mags was wearing her favourite pearl thong, a band of black lace around her waist with just a string of pearls threading their way from front to back. She wears these during the day as they excite her every time she walks and especially when she climbs stairs. She stripped them off and watched as Jeff put them on, the pearls running tight across his scrotum and around his engorged cock. She put on Jeffs boxers, and waited while he started the second part of the task - removing them with his teeth. Liz was watching her intently - she had told mags she was cool with everything other than Jeff actually fucking her - that was for Liz only. Liz's turn ended up in her getting a long slow licking out by Jeff, followed by her giving him a full blow job. Mags watched her friend licking and sucking at her lovers cock and couldn't help stroking their bodies, just enjoying the touch of so much skin and making no differentiation between Liz and Jeff. The contrast between her soft and smooth sking against his hard and hairy body made the sensation even better. Liz stopped before Jeff went too far - there were a lot of games left to play before he got to shoot that load. The next task was for Jeff and Mags to strip naked and for Jeff to excite Mags as much as he could without her being able to move. She had to keep her hands by her side no matter what he did. The only thing he couldn't do was touch her pussy so he concentrated on kissing her mouth and her breasts and stroking his rock-hard penis against her body anywhere he could. Mags was trembling with the effort of not touching back as the buzzer which controlled the length of each task went off. Next Jeff had to watch Liz and Mags kissing and touching each other for two minutes whilst he looked on and gently stroked his dick. He felt so close to coming he had that wonderful warm feeling combined with a twitch every time he touched himself. Mags loves girl-play and spent her time educating Liz into kissing gently and enjoying the soft feminine feelings that girl-on-girl can bring. Liz has small pert breasts with hard little nipples and Mags loves to kiss them. The next round led to Mags kising Jeff, no holds barred this time. She started with his mouth, slowly licking around his face, ears and neck. Sliding her tongue across his chest she nibbled and bit his nipples - a cross between agony and extasy which she can exploit to make the end of your dick tingle even whilst you squeal with the pain. She slid on down past his round little pot-belly to the cock which was straining upwards from his groin. Hard and hot, she licked it with quick little darts of her tongue, making him quiver with excitement. She could taste the hint of pre-cum from the end and licked it out of the slit, tasting and swallowing. As she took more and more of his cock into her mouth Liz looked on, stroking his chest and obviously wanting to get involved. Jeff was in extasy, finally having the two girls paying him full attention, his only problem being that he knew Liz would be really pissed with him if he came for Maggie. Mags had no such qualms - she loves the taste of cum and will swallow as much as she can get. She slid her mouth up and down over his quivering member, loving the feeling of power she had over a man she didn't really like that much. She knew he was only shagging Liz because he could and had no time for him, just another bastard taking whatever came his way. The feeling made her enjoy the control even more, and she made her lips run lighter over him the closer she could feel hime get to release. Just as he got really close she pushed a long-nailed finger into his arse. She has sharp nails and really knows how to combine pleasure and pain. Jeff obviously majored on the pleaure because he immediatley started to shoot come out of his prick like a fountain. Mags took it and swallowed, milking it for all she was worth. Liz looked on and was distinctly underwhelmed. Jeff realised immediately that he had a problem, Mags just didn't care that much. Leaving them to it for a moment, Mags went to get a drink as Jeff desperately tried to keep his prick hard enough to shag Liz out of her impending mood. Laying her on her back, he entered he and started pounding away, kissing her mouth and doing his best to look desperate for her. Mags returned to see them sweating on her carpet, Liz slowly melting and Jeff looking like the concentration might kill him. She knelt beside them and once again started to stroke jeffs arse. The sweat made her fingers slide along his crack, and she cupped his balls then slid her fingers right underneath to fee his prick sliding along Lizs pussy lips. Moving her hand back up, she used Lizs juices to ease her middle finger back into Jeffs anus. He clenched his butt-cheeks but couldn't dislodge the sharp and painful intruder. Mags quickly found his prostate and rubbed away merrily. Jeff couldn't work out if this was the best or the worst thing he had ever felt. Whatever it was it was certainly memorable. Mags felt no reason to be delicate. Knowing she wasn't going to get an orgasm out of this she decided to push on and see what happened. Jeff was seeing stars by the time Liz screamed to a climax. Assuming that he had done enough he rolled off and away from the demon finger. Mags decided that that was it for the night and left them to it. She went into the bedroom and rang me up, telling me in long slow detail everything that happened. I think I won - I got to take part and come without walking like John Wayne in the morning...