My wife part 3 




I was buried up to my neck in the sand. My wife had left me there for quite a
long time now. I was panicking. When will she return. I was scared of her. My
mouth was sore from servicing her from this position. My face was sore from
the slaps. When will she let me out? I was ready to beg.

I wanted to scream out to her, but the ball gag prevented me from it. My face
was covered with the towel. It was hot, I was not getting out. This is perhaps
the most scared I have been all my life.

But the worst was yet to come.

Again I felt the ground move under her feet as she approached me. The towel
was off, and I saw that it was now mid-afternoon. She did not say a word. She
simply yanked off the ball gag and put her cunt on my mouth as she sqautted
over me. I knew what I had to do. I licked and sucked. I felt something in her
pussy as she began pushing it out. It tasted like a grape. She was rubbing her
pussy on my mouth and I felt her thighs tighten as she pushed it in my mouth.
It was a grape. I had to eat it !! Yarrgh. I could not get the thing in my
mouth.

She was good at this. She only let me have three maybe four grapes. Each grape
came in slowly. I was too hungry at this point to remember. I needed the juice
in the grape. In between each grape, she was experiencing some serious
orgasms. I felt her tighten and stiffen.

Finally, she got up and sat down beside me.

"Well, are you ready to get out now?"

"Yes, please mistress, please I beg you...", I could not speak fast enough. I
wanted out!! OUT!!

"Maybe, I should keep you there longer..."

"No, no, please ... "

"That's better. I like the begging and whimpering." She smiled. "However, I
cannot expect us to have the same relationship now that we have experienced
this, do you?"

I was silent. I did not know what to say.

"For one thing, you are now my slave. I have to mark you as such. I set the
rules. If I catch you looking around at anyone, you will be in that hole
again. The next time, I will not be feeding you grapes. I will turn around and
you will be eating my shit. Do you understand? "

"Yes, mistress".

"You're probably wondering where I went. I will tell you.. " She stood up and
went in the house.

I was puzzled.

She returned with a collar. With a few deft strokes she parted the sand around
my neck and placed the collar around my neck. I saw that it had a combination
lock on it as she put it on. There appeared to be a cylinderical object at the
back of the collar, though I did not see it clearly.

"This is a special collar for slaves. Since you work out of the house I will
leave it on you. Of course, you don't object to it do you?" She asked coyly.
She was squatting in front of me again. I could not say anything. I was scared
that she was going to hit me. Then I noticed the remote control hanging from a
strap around her neck.

"Any infractions of my rules will force me to press this button on my remote
control." She pressed the button on it .. and my neck felt like it was on
fire. I screamed in pain. "AAAHH" My body stiffened under the sand. She took
her finger off the button.

"The collar is made of steel. I know the combination. You touch this remote, I
will fry you with it. I am stronger than you, you cannot win..." She continued
and she sat down in front of me. The horror on face was making her face flush.
I could tell she was turned on. She pushed her foot into my face and moved the
finger on the remote.

Before she could press the button to zap me, I started licking her foot.

"Very good, perhaps you will be ready in a few days to come out of the hole",
she cackled. "or if you do a good job, I may let you out tomorrow"

I felt my heart sink as I licked. When will this end? I wondered. I remember
this day as vividly as if it were yesterday.

... the final part next time ... my time is up now. I have to run the bath for
my mistress now. She will be home soon.