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LADIES IN LEATHER GLOVES |
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My Fantasy
Part Four - Game, Set and Match She then began, “Here’s the game. Each time you write up and submit a fantasy to me I’ll read it to Jason and we’ll give it a grade. The more detailed and exciting it is, the higher the grade. I will accept one story per week and it will be graded on a scale from 1 to 10 points. Each point is worth something and points can be accumulated if you don’t use them. Now, let’s say you get all 10 points for your first story, you’ll be able to buy what you’d like depending on if you have enough points, like a menu.” My wife then produced a paper and handed it to me, it contained the following items. Masturbation 1 Pt. Masturbation supervised by Ms. Jamie (no gloves) 2 Pt. Masturbation supervised by Ms. Jamie (gloved*) 3 Pt. Ms. Jamie’s famous hand job 4 Pt. Ms. Jamie’s famous glove* job 5 Pt. * Ms. Jamie will wear her “Honey do” gloves only. Extra bonus points can be given out by Ms. Jamie for:
“As you can see honey, this is more than fair. You could have release over once per day if you wanted.” I was just lying there on the small sofa reading the menu as my wife teetered over me smiling. “Well you must like what you see because you sure are hard”. I replied, “Yes Ms. Jamie this is very exciting when do we start?” She then began to slowly remove the short gloves and said, “We’ll start right after another sample”. My wife picked up the mask and left the room. After a few minutes she returned, took me by the hand and guided me to the master bedroom where Jason was now laying on the bed wearing the mask. As I gazed up at my wife with very submissive eyes she said, “OK what gloves do you want me to wear, 8 or 16 button length”? I replied “16 Button Ms. Jamie”. As she turned and walked away she laughed out loud and said, “Like I really needed to ask”. She returned and handed me the gloves and said, “If you want to see another glove job help me put these on?” I carefully opened up the left glove as she slipped her long nailed hand down the long shaft of the glove. As expected, she took over, smoothed out the long glove, then intertwined her fingers and slowly stretched the kid leather over her long nails. She held them like that for a short while and let me admire how her nails looked under the tightly stretched shinny kid leather. As I stood hypnotized she smiled and said “Tell me what you’re thinking”. I then managed to stammer out “I love the way your nails look under the gloves Ms. Jamie” and swallowed hard. She laughed said, “I know, I’m just teasing you more” and held out her other hand and repeated the process over again. I was told to lie on the bed with my head by Jason’s waist again. It was quite evident that Jason new what was about to happen, as he was definitely ready. My wife then took over and began asking questions. Wife: “What would you like to see me do?” Me: “Bring Jason off with your pretty gloves Ms. Jamie.” Wife: “Really… should I just bring him right off or should I tease him for a while?” Me: “Please tease him for a while Ms. Jamie”. Wife: “Alright, let’s see, should I start with some light rubbing?” Me: “Yes please Ms. Jamie”. She then flattened her right glove. It was so beautiful as it began to gather at the back of her wrist. Ever so lightly and barely touching him, she glided the glove over the foreskin using the leather between her fingertips and nails. Jason’s hips lightly pumped but my wife’s glove raised and lowered perfectly, making sure to never apply additional pressure. Her concentration was immense as she worked him for three or four minutes. Then the questions started again. Wife: “Let’s see, what shall I do next?” Me: “Please rub him with your whole glove Ms. Jamie”. Wife: “OK but don’t you come!” Me: “Yes Ms. Jamie, I promise not to come”. She then moved her fingers to the bottom of his shaft and slowly ran the entire length of the long glove over his cock. I watched as she purposely made the closure buttons snag across the foreskin. Once that released she used the back of her hand and wrist to rub more. Now she was really working him. She violently seized the base of his cock with her left glove. She then encircled the head of his cock with her right thumb and index finger and ever so gingerly worked them over the head repeatedly bringing him to a fevered pitch. Sensing that he was about to come she released him and began to talk with me again, this time using her most condensing voice. Wife: “Wow that was close, he almost came didn’t he honey?” Me: “Yes Ms. Jamie, you pulled away just in time.” Wife: “Why do you think he almost came so quickly?” Me: “Because you’re jacking him with your long black kid leather gloves Ms Jamie.” Wife: “That’s right honey, because of my long black kid leather gloves.” My wife then returned to jacking. This time she wrapped her gloved hand completely around his cock and pumped his shaft. This lasted barely a minute as he was quickly was at the brink again. She then released him and to my astonishment walked over and sat in the chair and motioned me to come to her. I jumped off the bed and quickly walked to her. She reached up, put her left glove on my shoulder and guided me all the way to the floor. I was now lying on my back looking up at my wife. My eyes automatically moved from the pointy toes of her boots up to her knees where her gloved hands rested. She looked down at me and forcefully blew air upward from her mouth causing the bangs of her hair to temporally shoot up in what was obviously feigned exhaustion. She then said, “Well what do you think honey? Do you think we could do this long term?” My head began spinning again as I knew I would say the wrong thing. I knew that if I said yes my wife would keep raising the anti, and she knew I would never say no because I now was addicted to seeing her and the long gloves in action. Could I handle more stress and humiliation? Could I handle more excitement? This was obviously a turning point and my wife knew it. She said, “I think I know what your thinking honey”. “You do?” I cautiously replied. “Yes, you’re so easy to read. Your thinking I’m going to keep teasing and humiliating you without any concern for you, aren’t you?” I was stunned and my face must have clearly showed it. My wife then admitted that she had been researching the dominant and submissive relationship on the Internet, specifically what happens when the wife is dominant and chooses to have a sexual relationship outside the marriage. She went on to say that her research showed that the husband is generally so afraid of being cut out of the relationship that he becomes even more submissive and attentive to her needs than ever before. If that wasn’t enough, a severe fetish compounds the effect. I asked how long she had been “researching” this and she replied “months”. She went on to explain that she had not only corresponded with but actually met with, and befriended, other dominant female couples where she had a boyfriend. She explained that since their relationships were so far advanced compared to ours that she pretty much knew how I might respond to each of the situations she presented me with. At this point I knew I was completely defeated. My wife obviously knew everything that was going to happen before I did and was actually predicting the future. I got up on my knees. My cock was now so red it looked as though it was going to explode. I think my wife knew what was going to happen next by the pained look on my face. She removed the gloves and placed them on the arm of the chair and knelt with me on the floor. As she did I began to sob. When the tears began to fall she actually gazed into my eyes and smiled! My head was spinning and I began to think, what a horrible person she is, she’s enjoying this! As I was thinking this I realized she was teasing me with her long nailed fingers. Her soft touch had never felt better. I was even more excited then when I first saw her in the long gloves. She asked me if I’d like her to wear her “honey do” gloves for awhile and I replied yes. She left to get the gloves and I continued to think. I then realized that she wasn’t a horrible person at all, she was wonderful, exciting, and was actually doing the things to me that I could only begin to fantasize about. Before I knew it she was back at my side and began softly working me with her gloves whispering “there you go honey”. As the gloves began to work their magic my hips began to pump as I came to the brink of orgasm. At the exact right moment she pulled away whispering “We don’t want you coming yet”. At this I sobbed almost uncontrollably and blurted out “please don’t let me ever come Ms. Jamie”. She held me close, looked into my eyes, smiled and said “Ever? I’ll hold you off as long as I can honey, but ever? Sooner or later you’ll have to come. And by the looks of this it will have to be more sooner than later.” I then found myself begging her to abuse and humiliate me further. It was just pouring from my mouth. As she laughed she said, “Your really getting into this aren’t you?” I finally stopped crying. My wife and I hugged and kissed passionately. When we finally came up for air she said, “Oops, I forgot about Jason”.
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