"What the hell is this thing?"

Cooper had unpacked a strange device from a crate and set it up.

The device had a base the size of a breadbox. A pole rose out of the base and went straight up for two and a half feet, ending in a narrow "seat" that wasn’t much more than a thick, curved bar. The front of the seat widened into a small triangle, like the front part of a bikini. The seat was covered in with a black rubbery coating and there was a set of straps on either side of it. Currently it had both a butt plug and a dildo attached, making it obvious how one was supposed to sit in it. Alice looked into the box, but couldn’t see much other than that the pole was on gimbals, apparently allowing it to be positioned in a variety of angles.

"Just humor me, all right? Trust me, you’ll love it." Cooper fussed around the contraption a bit, and Alice was not at all convinced that she would love it. But once Cooper had his mind set on something, there was little she could do but go along for the ride. "It was made by Jacob, a friend of mine, and he needed someone to test it on, so I volunteered you." Alice shook her head. It was not the first time Cooper had done something that directly affected her with out asking first.

"It’s greased up, so have a seat," Cooper told her.

Alice didn’t know why she was going along with this. Gingerly, she squatted down over the seat and onto the plug and dildo, which slid into her. The plug was a little wider than the ones she sometimes wore, and once she got past the widest part, it practically pulled her down. She was going to need help getting off of this thing. The seat was tilted forward slightly, and her clit came to rest against the front end of the seat, which seemed to be made for just that purpose. She reached out for the handholds, which were poles to either side in front of her, with handles on the tops of them.

Cooper put the straps around her legs and buckled them closed. She was now "wearing" the seat. Then he added an attachment to the base. Alice looked down and saw two loops at the end of a thin metal pole. The loops were stiff but adjustable, and Cooper set them to go around her breasts, which were hanging down due to her position. Cooper tightened the loops around her breasts, making them bulge somewhat and trapping them. Alice found that she could now lean into this and get some support.

"Let go of the hand rests for a second," Cooper said. She did, and was supported by the breast-loops. "Try putting your hands behind you," he told her. She did so. The position wasn’t painful, but did put some more pressure on her clit. At least all the edges had been rounded, so nothing was pinching her. She hoped she wouldn’t be like this too long.

Cooper gathered her hair and put several hair loops in it, making a simple ponytail. Then he put some cuffs on her wrists and above her elbows. This was way more elaborate than he’d ever gotten before. Alice wondered if she should complain.

"Uh, Cooper, I ..."

"Shhh. Not now. Just wait." It seemed like she would have to wait.

He hooked each wrist to the opposite arm, forcing her arms up and straight across her back. Now she had only the seat, the breast-thing, and her feet supporting her. That was going to change as well.

Alice felt Cooper strapping various cuffs around her legs. She couldn’t turn her head much to look at what he was doing. Then he pulled one of her legs up and bent it at the knee, putting still more pressure on her clit and pussy. Her foot was attached to her thigh.

"Hey! Cooper, what’s going on?" she exclaimed.

He didn’t answer. Instead, he took her other leg and did the same. Then he attached a thin pole from the base of the "chair" to a cuff at her knee on each leg. Her knees were supported by these poles, but they also kept them wide open. She tried closing her legs but the poles were strong and she had little play in her movements. The only other supports she had were her pussy and clit resting against the seat, and the breast-loop things.

"Cooper, this is not, uh, the most comfortable, uh, chair I’ve sat in," she said.

In response, he got a ring gag and put it in her mouth, fastening it around her head. "I suppose I should have put that on first," he told her. She made gurgling noises. Alice had never seen a gag like this. She’d had an inflatable gag and a mouthpiece gag used on her, but this kept her mouth open, while more or less silencing her. She could guess at what it was used for.

Cooper picked up a remote control and pressed a button. The whole chair rose another foot, leaving her three and a half feet off the floor.

"Oops, I forgot a few things." Cooper hooked something to the back of her gag and to the cuffs on her arms, pulling her head back. Then he attached something to the breast-loops. Alice felt him flick her nipples getting them even harder, then he placed a small loop around them. She couldn’t see them, but felt the loops tighten and pull on her nipples. "They’re controlled by the remote as well. Look." He pressed a button, and whatever was around her nipples pulled on them, tugging them away from her breasts. Alice made a gurgling noise and he stopped the tugging.

"Now let’s see." Cooper pressed something and Alice thought the "chair" was falling over. Instead, it was now free to swivel and turn. Cooper removed the handhold poles and then gently pushed her. She swung around slowly in a circle, wobbling slightly. Alice felt a little queasy.

Cooper tilted her up a little, thankfully relieving some of the pressure on her clit, then locked her back into place. "Great!" he said. Alice realized this was a torture device and he was going to torture her with it. She saw him walk over to a table and pick up a thin paddle. Of course, she thought. My ass is just sticking out, he’s going to spank the hell out of it.

Cooper had to stand between her legs for the easiest access to her butt. He did something and her knees were pulled even further apart. "One more thing before I start," he told her. He pressed something on the control box. The dildo and butt plug started to vibrate, and the loops around her breasts pulsed, squeezing and releasing. The rings on her nipples started tugged as well. Finally, she felt something vibrate against her clit.

"No, don’t spank me as well!" she tried to say, but it came out as, "Ah ah ah!" After the first ten swats, she had her first of many orgasms.

---

Alice’s pussy hurt from resting on the seat. Occasionally Cooper would move the chair, tilting it this way and that. It seemed to have quite a range of movement. She wasn’t sure, but figured that he’d given her almost sixty swats. She counted 4 orgasms during that time, although it really was just one long one with peaks and valleys. Cooper had stopped for some reason and turned the device off.

She was surprised to see him in front of her, naked, his penis hard. Her mouth was just at the right height. He made sure she was paying attention, and then pushed slowly into her mouth. She did her best to suck him off and was soon rewarded with him pumping his cum down her throat. She was pretty good at giving head, and had learned how Cooper liked it. She swallowed as best as she could.

As he pulled out and staggered back, he said, "That was nice." He sat down in a chair out of her vision. After a few minutes, he moved back around behind her. "Let’s try that again, shall we?" he said. Alice felt the vibrators come to life, and Cooper raised his paddle and began to heat her butt some more.

---

This time Alice was sure that it was just one long orgasm. She’d never felt anything like that. Well, that wasn’t entirely true, but that last time she was trussed up on some device like that, she hadn't been spanked as well. This time, she retreated somewhere inside herself. She’d almost stopped thinking. Everything she felt went into the orgasm. The spanking wasn’t pain any more, but just another sensation to push the orgasm on and higher.

After it stopped it was like waking from a good dream. The fire in her ass returned. The soreness in her pussy resting on the seat returned. Her arms ached. Her legs ached. But there was something else, something indescribable. Right then, she didn’t mind any of the pain. Somewhere in her mind she knew that later it would hurt some more. But now, despite the pain, she felt euphoric. She felt she would do anything Cooper asked her, simply because he’d let her feel this. No, it was more than that. She loved him, and she knew he loved her. But at that moment she wanted to be his, to do whatever he wanted. She felt controlled and loved and high, and it felt good. She wanted to beg him, but she didn't know what she would beg for. "More," was the only thing that came to mind. Later she would wonder why she felt that way, but right then there was only "please" and pleased.

He stood in front of her again, and she tried to reach out with her tongue to take him into her mouth. He obliged her.

---

Alice found herself in bed. She lay on her back for a bit before realizing that her butt hurt, so she rolled over. She wondered when he’d taken her off of the strange device. She looked around and didn’t see him. She decided just to lie there a while.

Cooper came in with a pitcher of iced tea and some glasses.

"Hi, sleepy. Thought you might be thirsty." She nodded and sipped at the tea. The tea made her realize that she needed to pee. She got up and gingerly made her way to the bathroom. Her butt hurt too much to attempt to sit on the toilet, so she did what she’d learned to do when it was like that, and that was to squat in the shower. Not very lady-like she knew, but less painful. She rinsed it down.

When she got back to the bed, Cooper had a tube of salve and an ice pack. It helped with the pain a bit, cooling her butt down, although even applying it hurt at first.

"I’m going to have to lay off the spanking for a day or two, at least. I think I might have pushed you a little far this time."

Alice shook her head. "It’s okay," she told him. "Fuck me? Please?" Cooper raised his eyebrows in surprise, but he had no trouble becoming hard. He rolled her over, making her wince, then plunged into her easily. She clawed at his back, and they moved together for a long time.

---

"What did you mean, ‘it’s okay’?" he asked her later.

"I’m not sure I can explain what happened, but I had some of the best orgasms of my life on that thing. It was almost as if I was somewhere else, just experiencing pleasure. It felt like more than just an orgasm. If you wanted to do that every day, I wouldn’t object."

"Well, I have to give it back to Jacob, but anyway, you’d get tired of it eventually."

"You think so?"

He nodded. "However," he said, pausing, "there are other things like that we could try."

A smile lit her face. "Oh, god, yes. Cooper, I’ll do whatever you want."

Cooper seemed surprised to hear her say that. He thought for a few minutes.

"I’m going to see if you mean that. A test of your resolve, then."

"A test?"

"To see if you mean what you say. You may be sorry you promised that."

"If I get to experience those orgasms again, I won’t be sorry." However, Cooper’s mischievous smile made her wonder if she was up to the challenge. She rolled over and opened her legs.

"Again?" she asked.

"On your stomach this time wench," he said in a mock-menacing tone. He pulled her up to her hands and knees and they made love for almost an hour.

---

The next morning, Alice woke up alone in her bed. Alice noted that he had been in bed that night, but had apparently gotten up earlier. She glanced at the clock. It was almost 10:00 AM. She’d slept a long time! Her pussy hurt, both outside and in. Cooper had screwed her silly.

The strange device was gone.

She got out of bed and went to the bathroom. She relieved herself and took a shower. The warm water felt good on her skin. She gingerly touched the area between her pussy and anus. It was sore from having rested on the seat of the device for so long. Alice traced her hand up to her clitoris and fought the urge to masturbate. Instead, just before getting out, she turned the water on cold and let it run over her aching buttocks.

After drying off, Alice left the bedroom and went downstairs looking for Cooper. She saw Delia vacuuming in the living room. The maid turned the vacuum off when she saw Alice come in.

"May I help you, missus?" Delia asked.

Alice pause to look over her maid. Delia was wearing an outfit made up of leather straps and chains. She’d been wearing the same outfit for three days now. This time, the chains were adjusted so that her hands could only move a few inches from the waist belt. There was also a hobble chain a foot long running between her ankles.

"Still wearing your new outfit?" Alice asked.

"Yes ma’am. Becky said I should keep it on." Alice wondered when Becky began dictating the maids’ fashions. "She said she might get one for Kathy as well. Um, Master Cooper said it was okay as long as it didn’t interfere with our duties or get us arrested."

Alice shook her head. "Speaking of Cooper, do you know where he is?"

"He’s out back, ma’am," Delia answered.

"Thanks."

She headed out back and heard the vacuum start up again.

‘Out back’ was the backyard of the house. It was huge. They had a lot of land and were nowhere near any neighbors. There was a large patio, with steps that led down to a pool and tennis court. There were trails that led to a small orchard, and besides a high security fence, the property was surrounded by trees and bushes that made it very hard to peer in. Cooper was relaxing on a lounge chair, drinking coffee and reading the paper.

"Ah, finally up, I see."

"Yes. I guess I was pretty worn out last night. That device did a number on me in more ways than one."

"Why don’t you come take a seat and have some orange juice. I can have Kathy get you some breakfast."

Alice shook her head. "I’ll have the juice, but I’m not real hungry. As for the seat..." She turned and showed him her still red butt. Alice put a lounger down flat and lay on her stomach. She took a glass of juice from the nearby table.

Cooper was studying her intently. She was almost embarrassed from his attention.

"My friend Jacob would like your opinion on the device. Why don’t you write him a note about what you thought and I’ll get it to him."

Alice made an affirmative sound and sipped at her juice. "Just for a start, there needs to be more padding at the base. My poor pussy!" she said.

"I’m sure Jacob will appreciate your critique."

The two of them sat in silence, admiring the outdoors for a while. It was a beautiful day, warm with a slight breeze. Cooper eventually broke the silence.

"Do you remember Jeanine? From the fashion show?" Cooper asked.

"Sure," Alice answered.

"She and her husband have an interesting relationship. Like Sally and Ramona’s, or Arthur and Ana’s. Jeanine is the dominant one."

Alice sat up on one arm. "Seems like you know a number of people like that," she remarked.

"It’s not by design, I assure you. But, yes, it seems like I know a number of people like that. I bring it up because I was wondering if you thought we were a bit like that."

Alice thought a while. She wondered what Cooper was getting at.

"I don’t think so. I mean, I don’t know for sure what like ‘that’ is."

"Well, where one person is more dominant, and the other more submissive," he explained.

"Oh. Well, you are a bit dominant sometimes. I suppose I’m a bit submissive. But we’re not like Sally and Ramona, Cooper."

"No, of course not. Nor like Jeanine and her husband Harold. But I do think elements of it are there. Think back. Do you remember when I told you to come to the office completely naked, or all the times you were under my desk, even while a meeting was going on? I usually initiate sex, and you never turn me down. Who runs around the house naked, with a butt plug in, no less? And who spanks whom? You accepted spankings from my father, and asked for them from me. I think that we are just starting to get into that kind of lifestyle. What I’d like to know is if you’d like to get into it further."

He paused to drink some coffee and gage her reaction. He could see she was thinking about all that he’d said and was unsure.

"You said last night that you’d do whatever I wanted. Granted, it was in the heat of passion, but you did say it, and I said I’d like to test you. If you are still interested, then I have a proposition for you."

Alice looked at her husband. "I, I’m listening."

"I have been thinking about this for a while now. Your promise last night made me think that this might be a good time to start. I’ve done some research and talked to friends, discretely of course.

"I’d like to try this for a few months. During that time, you’ll be following a set of rules, my rules. Some of them will be easy, because you already do them anyway. Others will be hard. You’ll have to learn to trust me, even more than you do now."

Alice thought about what Sally had told her once, how she could never lie to Ramona, even small lies. Alice tried to think of the last time she’d lied to Cooper. She didn’t think she had, unless it was through omission. She thought about when she had briefly fingered Delia when the maid had been tied up. Alice hadn’t told anyone about that.

"I would expect your immediate obedience in all matters, regardless of how trivial or important. Whatever the situation, I’d expect you to do as I say and not ask why. It will be hard sometimes, I think, and I will push you."

Alice gulped. It was both thrilling and scary to contemplate what Cooper was saying.

"And I’ll be doing more than spanking you. To be honest, I’m not completely sure what I’ll be doing with you. I have ideas, but…"

"Will you, I mean, would I be having sex with anyone else?"

"Lord, no! You’re my wife. I’m still a little uncomfortable with what Ramona did." Cooper sat up. "But tell me. When Sally kissed you, did you like it?"

Alice blushed. "I, I don’t..."

"This would be a good time to be honest, Alice," he told her.

"Yes, I guess so," Alice said in a whisper.

"And when you ate Ramona?"

Cooper, I," Alice paused. "I don’t know. It wasn’t bad. It wasn’t something I’d seek out. I don’t know."

"I’m sorry, dear, if this is distressing."

"Don’t worry, Cooper. It’s stuff I should have thought about, but was afraid to. I’m not gay, or even bi, I think. But it wasn’t horrible, either." A grin crossed her face. "And Sally is a good kisser. Not as good as you, of course…"

Cooper smiled as well.

"And when Ramona fucked me with that dildo she had on, it felt good, but she had no finesse. You’re a much better lover."

"Well, don’t worry dear, I don’t plan on putting you into any situations like that again. I’m not trying to change you into something you’re not. I’m trying to get at the real you, and me as well. Perhaps this won’t work. But we can give it a try. That’s why I thought a trial period would be the way to go."

Alice nodded. "You have been thinking about this. All right, how long do I have to make up my mind?"

Cooper raised an eyebrow. "I would have thought that perhaps you would know right away whether you wanted to or not. But, if not, I suppose a day. Say, tomorrow morning?"

Alice thought about what he’d said so far. Was their commitment to each other already that strong? Alice tried to think of something Cooper had asked of her that she’d refused to do. Nothing came to mind. Last night, she’d felt so euphoric, so in love with him, she wanted to please him in every way. She still mostly felt that way. Did she trust him that much? She thought she did. This was like a stronger version of marriage. Sally had said that she and Ramona were married, and she felt it, even if legally they couldn’t be. Even if there were other people involved in their sex, Sally still felt strongly about Ramona, trusting her, loving her.

Cooper watched his wife’s face as she was thinking. He thought he knew her, but this was so different than anything they’d done before, he wasn’t sure how she’d react. He hoped that she wouldn’t be upset by his suggestion. So far, however, she seemed to be considering it.

Cooper noticed a change in her face. She’d made a decision.

"All right Cooper, I agree. We’ve done things like this already, and I think for the most part I’ve liked doing them. This is a stronger commitment from both of us than even marriage. I don’t know how I’ll feel at the end of the trial period, but I guess I’d like to try."

Cooper smiled broadly. "Alice, I love you!" he said.

Alice got up and pushed Cooper down and lay on him, kissing him. "Forgive me for being so forward, sir, but I love you, too." Cooper kissed her back, holding her tight.

"Should I start calling you ‘master’?"

Cooper laughed. "Oh, no. Be respectful, as you usually are. ‘Sir’ will be fine."

"Yes sir," she said.

"I want you to know that I love you very much, Alice. I always have. I hope I can be worthy of your trust."

"I have a confession to make, then, sir," she whispered in his ear. "Do you remember a few days ago when Delia was tied up in the front?"

Cooper nodded. "She told me about it. Becky later said that Delia had come, just from being tied up. Thought she felt someone touching her," he said

"She didn’t imagine it. I touched her. She came almost immediately."

"You did that? Why?"

"I was just curious, I guess. It was obvious that she was turned on. And ... I tasted my finger afterwards. I wondered if she tasted different than Ramona, or me. I couldn’t tell if she did."

Cooper was surprised. He hadn’t expected this from his wife. "I suppose I’m a bit astonished. Is that all you did?"

"Yes! I mean, I tweaked her nipples, but that’s it. Honest!"

"Ah, I see. Well, later I think you should confess this to Delia, to all the maids."

Alice looked concerned. "Oh, Cooper, do I have to?"

"Yes. But for now, I have something else in mind. Up! And kneel here."

Alice scrambled off of him and knelt on the hard patio next to his lounge chair. She winced as her butt touched her heels.

Cooper smiled widely, sitting up. "Good. Now, legs wide apart, hands clasped together behind your neck. This will be ‘position one’. Understand?"

"Yes, sir," she answered.

Cooper pulled his robe aside, revealing that he was naked underneath, and that he had a hard on as well. Alice needed no prompting to move between his knees and take his penis in her mouth.

"I think ... this is going to ... be ... very interesting, my dear," he told her, his breathing becoming more ragged because of her ministrations.

Alice wondered what Cooper had planned. Part of her was scared, but part of her couldn’t wait.

"Yes, sir, what is it?"

Alice was naked, on her knees, butt on heels, legs wide apart, hands together behind her neck. ‘Position one’, Cooper called it. She was in the middle of the living room, and Cooper was sitting on the couch nearby. In front of her were the three maids who lived and worked in the large house she and Cooper shared.

The maids were in their normal outfits, which were anything but normal. They were wearing high-heels, stockings held up with garters, and black corsets that displayed their breasts. Cooper had called the maids into the living room.

"Alice has something she’d like to tell you," he told them.

The maids were used to Alice being naked, and they knew that Cooper routinely spanked her, so they weren't completely surprised to see her in her current position. They seemed curious as to what she had to say.

"Go ahead, Alice," Cooper told her.

Alice had been dreading this. She looked up at her maids. "I, well, when Delia was tied up a few days ago, in the front, she said she felt someone touch her. I, it was me. I did it. I saw her there, and she was, I mean, I really just touched her briefly, she came just like that." Alice looked back down.

The maids seemed shocked briefly. Becky tried not to smile. Kathy gulped.

"Missus!" Delia exclaimed.

"I'm sorry, Delia. You were just hanging there, and..." Alice blushed a bright red.

"I guess I should be upset, but it was a powerful orgasm. It's just, you dinna have my permission." Delia seemed confused. She wanted to be angry, but finding out that she was right, that she hadn't imagined the whole thing, had made her happy.

"Well, I think that Alice overstepped her bounds, and perhaps needs some punishment," Cooper told them. "What would you suggest?"

"How about she wears the bondage outfit for a day?" Delia said.

"And we can hook her up, like we did Delia, for a little while," Becky added.

"That sounds fair," Cooper said.

Becky turned to Kathy. "Go get the outfit from Delia's room, Kathy," she said. Kathy scurried off. She returned in a few minutes with the cuffs and chains ensemble.

"Stand, Alice," Cooper told her. Alice stood and let the maids hook her up. Soon she cuffs on her ankles, thighs, wrists, and upper arms, a wide belt around her waist and a wide collar around her neck. They hooked the chains so that her feet were hobbled, and her hands had only a little range from the waist belt.

"After lunch, we'll hook her up in the front, all right, sir?" Becky asked.

"Yes, that sounds fine."

"And it's just for today, right? Delia was going to be wearing it again tomorrow," Becky added.

Cooper raised his eyebrow, surprised, but didn't mention it. "Yes. Just for today." If Delia was concerned, she didn't show it.

The maids seemed satisfied about Alice's punishment. Alice shuffled around a bit, testing her bonds. "What if I have to go to the bathroom?" she asked.

"I guess you'll have to ask for help," Becky said, smiling. She seemed to be enjoying this entirely too much for Alice's comfort.

"I guess that will be all then, for now," Cooper told the maids.

They nodded and responded, "Yes, sir," more or less in unison and left the room.

Cooper got up and approached his wife. She looked miserable. "The whole day?" she asked.

"I think it's fair." He reached up and brushed his fingers over her nipples, which immediately got hard. Alice moved her hands up to block him but the chains stopped her.

"Oh, Cooper!" She tried to back away, but he grabbed her belt and held her still.

"I'm going to have to get you one of these," he told her.
 

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