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The Gift - Part 1

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My wife gives me the greatest gift

I had a birthday recently and my wife gave me the greatest gift.  When I met my wife several years ago I was a few months removed from my first Master/slave relationship.  It was a very rewarding experience for me, an experience that helped me take the last step I needed into the transcendant man I am today.  While I greatly enjoyed the experience, I also discovered that I did not desire a full time M/s lifestyle.

When I met my wife I knew, almost immediately, that I had found my match, my equal.  I introduced her to bondage sex which she loved.  While she is not a submissive personality, she loves being physically submissive with me with little in the way of limits.  However, she does does not enjoy any kind of pain anywhere except on her ass (which I love whipping, beating and biting).  Nor does she enjoy more than basic restraints.  While she can play submissive for a time, she knows I crave the real thing on occasion. 

My wife loves birthdays and always goes big.  For my last birthday she booked us a hotel suite at our favorite place and dinner reservations at my favorite seafood restaurant.  During dinner I noticed she was nervous and not eating much so I asked her why.  She told me she was excited to get back to the hotel and give me my gift.  So, I ordered dinner to go and we headed back to the hotel.

When we arrived at our suite she told me to wait in the outer room while she got things ready.  I took the opportunity to step out on the balcony for a few hits from the joint I brought, enjoying the full moon and light summer breeze.  Soon she joined me wearing a smoking hot black leather outfit and spiked heels I had not seen before.  I grabbed her and kissed her deeply but soon she pulled away. Again I sensed her unusual nervousness as she took me by the hand and lead me back into the suite and then into the bedroom.  

Something was on the bed, covered by the bedspread.  The lights were dimmed so I couldn't really make out the shape.  She stepped over to the bed and, with a flourish, pulled back the spread revealing my birthday present.  I could not have been more shocked.  A young woman was bound, ankles and wrists, in my spreader bar.  She was completely naked, her gorgeous ass turned up at the highest point, her head laying sideways on the bed, wearing a blindfold.

"Happy birthday my King!" She told me.

"Are you serious?" I inquired.

"Yes my King.  I love you and I want you to have everything your heart desires.  I know you need a true submissive to play with from time to time and I have been looking for her for almost a year now.  Her name is Sara, she is 29 and an amazing woman.  She owns her own business, plays in the symphony, and needs an occasional Master to keep her happy and balanced.  I think you both need each other and I can think of no more perfect birthdwy present for you."

And with that, she kissed me deeply.

"All I ask is that we play with her together.  I don't mean I just want to be present, I would like trying my hand at being her Mistress."

I was stunned again but the thought of watching my wife have her way with this submissive woman put a smile on my face and brought my cock to attention.  My wife began removing my clothes, kneeling to take my cock in her mouth as she can never resist my erection.  As she began to work it slowly down her throat I ran my fingers over Sara's ass.  At my touch, goosebumps exploded on her ass, running down her restrained legs and I heard a soft moan escape her lips. 

Soon my wife stood back up and drew my attention to the instruments laying next to Sara on the bed.  The red and black suede flogger, the wooden paddle I had hand-crafted and affectionally named Rosey, both the long and short handled riding crops, and the heavy, leather wrapped paddle. I shivered at the thought of using them all and then noticed other items, including ones I could not use with my wife like nipple clamps and electric shock wand and I felt my cock grow harder.

"Sara describes herself as a pain-slut for the right Master,"  she told me before kneeling between me and the bed once again and taking my cock down her throat once more.

I allow myself a moment to take in the scene.  My sexy wife gagging herself on me while a bound beauty is just waiting for me to begin creating my art on the canvas of her skin.  This will most definitely be a birthday to remember!

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