Pantied Part 6- Mistress J. Takes A Wife

Once we had started down the D/s path, we just got more and more involved, it was like an addiction. J. had me open a P.O. box and order books and magazines on femdom, bondage, and corporal punishment. This was in a fairly small, conservative town, so i got some pretty embarrassing looks and comments from the lady who ran the place. i usually skimmed through them sitting in the car then drove off with a hard-on. Knowing that we weren't so unusual and ' perverted' was liberating, we were like kids in a candy shop, so many delicious ideas to try! My natural submissiveness and Her natural dominance came more and more to the surface, especially in private. She drew up a 'legal' document detailing our roles and obligations- basically i was Her maidservant/'traditional wife'. i turned my pay over to Her, and She clothed, fed, and housed me plus gave me a small allowance. i cooked, cleaned, laundered and above all, worshipped Her. i had to keep myself fit, attractive at all times, dress as She saw fit, and completely shaved (no more team sports for me; i took up cycling instead.)

We went out for a romantic dinner at an expensive beach-front restaurant to mark the occasion. We both signed the agreement at the table, then She surprised me with a simple silver ring, inscribed simply "J's" on the inner surface. She looked into my eyes as She slipped it onto my finger and smiled,slow and warm. We both knew i was Her's.

After dinner, we danced for awhile, slow and sensuous, Her lips brushing my ear, Her hips pressing against mine. I felt as if i were melting.

As we left the restaurant, She took my hand and led me down to the beach walkway. We strolled hand in hand wordlessly until we were almost out of sight of the restaurant's lights. The only light was the tropical moon, the only sound the steady heartbeat of the waves. i knelt and presented Her with a present to mark the occasion- a small brown leather paddle i had sent away for. Small enough to fit in Her purse, large enough to make me dance. She kissed me deeply and insistently, Her tongue penetrating to my soul.

We hurried back to the car and She gave me Her present to me. She started the Jaguar,and as She drove us home, i unwrapped a lovely short ivory silk chemise with matching panties, lightly perfumed. i pressed them to my face and inhaled deeply. Then, to my horror and delight, She told me to put them on in the car.

Luckily, it was dark and the road home was always empty. i struggled out of my clothes and into the lingerie- i felt so sexy and naughty, the silk caressing my body. Her hand slid up my thigh and rested full of unspoken promise on my pantied crotch. Slowing, She turned off into a small lakeside picnic area, well away from the road and stopped. i was shaking as She bent me across the trunk of the car and used Her paddle for the first time, thoroughly heating up my pantie-covered bottom. She paused to caress my burning cheeks, then lowered my new panties and proceeded to paddle my bare bottom until it was red enough to please Her. Please don't let anyone see me like this, i prayed, as i squirmed across the trunk.

"What a thoughtful present", She finally exclaimed, offering me the warm leather to kiss. i thanked Her gratefully for my present and for my first spanking as Her 'wife'. "You're very welcome, darling", She said, "the first of many, I'm sure. You are so much sweeter with a sore bottom!"

i rode the rest of the way home with my new panties around my knees, praying there would be no police roadblocks. The leather seat felt cool against my hot skin; it felt wonderful to be so owned.

Upstairs in Her bedroom, the paddle was used again as i lay squirming across Her lap. In the dressing table mirror, i could see my white and red bottom pumping up and down in time to the flat crack of the paddle. Her face was unforgettable- so powerful and loving at the same time.

Finally it was over. i lay weak across Her lap as She gently rubbed cream onto my hot, reddened skin. She told me how proud She was of my obedience and submission, then gently rolled me onto my back and mounted me. She looked so regal, like a goddess, as She rose above me. Her soft black nightie engulfed my face as She lowered Herself onto my waiting lips. We both knew i was in my proper place- beneath Her. She had asserted Her dominance with the paddle and the panties, now it was Her right to take Her pleasure. i slept very well that night- frustrated but exhausted!

The sun was streaming in the window as i woke to find Her above me, lifting my nightie, pulling down my panties. i sprang to attention and She took me into Her, sighing as She engulfed me- She looked so beautiful. She lowered Herself until She was lying on top of me, straddling me. Then Her legs forced mine apart and She started to make love to me- completing the role reversal. i wrapped my legs around Her as Her tongue filled my mouth. My silk panties hung from one ankle like a flag of surrender, waving as She pounded me into the mattress. The headboard banged against the wall and the springs squeaked and groaned as She took me. i was completely Hers and i loved it. This wonderful Woman had chosen me to be Hers.