He was glad he was wearing the towel as the sight that greeted him sent immediate messages to his groin and his penis began to stiffen. Diana was standing in the middle of the room, her hands clasped in front of her and her eyes to the floor. Her hair and makeup were absolutely perfect and she looked gorgeous. Harry swept his eyes over his wife. She was wearing a silk camisole top in a pale ivory colour. No bra. There was a thick old style garter belt in the same colour with four thick straps on each leg attached to the most sheer black stockings imaginable. The ensemble was topped off by the most delicious French knickers in the same ivory colour. The straps of the suspenders were nearly hidden within them before they reappeared on the garter belt. Harry smiled, as she looked fantastic, but more to the point, this underwear would perfectly fit his devious plans for his gorgeous wife.
Diana had placed what Harry thought of as “The Punishment Chair” in the centre of the room and was standing behind it. She was ready to be bent over it and she looked up with a small frown as Harry said, “We will not be needing that,” and he paused for a good ten seconds before saying softly, “Yet!” and he had to get control himself as she shuddered at his words.
He walked towards Diana and said, “Go and stand in the corner and face the wall. I will tell you when I am ready for you. Oh, and you look perfect, well done my pretty slave!”
She was smiling broadly as she moved quickly to the corner of the room and faced the wall. Was it his compliment or the fact that he was controlling her that caused the smile? Again Harry was not sure, but he knew that she was enjoying herself as much as he was. He had just finished dressing as he heard a gentle tap on the door. He opened it, and Moira was there, and handing him the items he had requested earlier. He closed the door and saw Diana try to peek, and he scolded her, “Face the wall with your nose, toes and breasts against the wall. NOW!”
Diana shuffled forward and did as he said. Harry was watching as her toes touched the skirting board and her nose the wall. This action caused her breasts to rub against the wall. The rubbing of the silk and the wall were stimulating Diana`s nipples and it must have been uncomfortable for her, but he didn`t want her to see what Moira had brought yet. One of the items he hid under the bed and the others he slipped into his pocket.
He left Diana standing against the wall for more than five minutes. He took a cold coke from the fridge and sat on the wooden chair watching her. He said nothing and let the anticipation build. He finished the Coke and rose from the chair. He saw Diana shudder once more as he said gently, “Come here slave and bend over the bed. Legs straight, arms straight with hands flat on the bed.”
Diana assumed the position as described and Harry stood behind her gazing with lust as the silky French knickers were spread taut across her fantastic bum. He pulled them down taking great care not to disturb the straps and stockings. Her pale bum was quivering as he ran his hands over it. He went to the nightstand and withdrew the butt plug and the lube from the drawer and he heard Diana gasp loudly as she saw what he was doing. Walking behind her he dribbled the lube directly into her small puckered hole. Diana moved as the cold lube hit her skin and Harry slapped her hard on the left cheek of her arse. She moaned and Harry saw her clench her legs together.
Harry pushed his hand roughly between her legs. He couldn`t believe how wet she was as he pushed two fingers into her and then dragged them out making sure that they hit her clit on the way. He moved the two greasy fingers to her forbidden hole and started to massage the lube into her arse. Diana was moaning louder and louder and struggling to keep in position as her arousal mounted. Harry slapped her hard on the left buttock every time he thought she moved too much. Slapping the same buttock all the time meant that it was soon glowing red as opposed to the pale skin of the other one. His fingers invaded her back passage up to the last knuckle and he moved them in a circular motion and widened her hole before pushing a third finger into Diana. That action caused her to buck wildly and she received three heavy slaps to her already red and glowing bum.
Harry removed his fingers and was pleased to see that Diana`s anus remained gaped after his withdrawal.He poured more lube in the pulsing hole before moving it about using the butt plug, before exerting more and more pressure as he pushed the cold metal past her sphincter. He eased it in and out slowly before giving one last push and the plug slipped in and Diana`s anus closed around it so only the base and the shiny jewel were visible. Diana wiggled her bum to try and seat the metal intruder better and again three heavy slaps rained down on her poor bum. She was panting, moaning and groaning with both pleasure and pain. Harry could not be sure which was the greater until he flicked her clit viciously with his finger and she came hard and loud, “Fuck! Fuck! Oh yes Fuck!” Harry felt her juices run over his hand and he spanked her five times, but this time on the right buttock, and then he leaned forward and whispered in her ear, “Did I give you permission to come slave?”
Diana could hardly speak as the after tremors from her orgasm rippled through her body. Harry saw her bite her lip hard before she said shyly. “No Master. Sorry Master, but you made me so hot I couldn’t stop myself.”
Harry used a tissue to wipe away the excess lube and then pulled the French knickers back up into place. He ran his hands over the silk and he could feel the heat radiating from her spanked cheeks. Diana moaned again, deeply. He told her to rise, and to turn and face him.
Diana complied although rather stiffly and slowly. Once she was standing facing him he said “Remove the camisole!”
Diana looked it him with a puzzled look and her brow creased into a frown but she did as he said and threw the ivory coloured silk on the bed. Harry let his eyes run over her perfect breasts with the hard nubs at the tip. Her arousal was evident from the orgasm that she had experienced minutes before and her nipples were like little hard peanuts as Harry put his hand in his pocket and took out the two small nipple clamps that Moira had brought him. He opened his hand and the two clips lay on his palm and he watched as Diana`s eyes registered fear, and she sucked in her breath. The clips were small, but had small sharp teeth like crocodile clips. He reached forward and pinched one nipple before attaching the clip. Diana´s knees nearly buckled as the metal bit into her sensitive nipple. Harry was amazed and a little bit proud as she released the breath she had been holding and pushed her chest out so that he could apply the other clamp. Again, her knees went weak for a few seconds as the pain coursed through her tits but she managed to stay up right even though Harry could see moisture in her eyes. He instructed her to replace the camisole and put her dress on as they were late for drinks and dinner.