Birthday Gift

 A work of fiction that includes anal sex. If you are not of legal age in your place of residence, please do not read this.

I was so excited about my birthday. My wife, also known as Miss, had the dining room prepared. The white tablecloth covered by a clear plastic sheet was perfectly centered on the sturdy oval table. I was lead into the room with the leash attached to my thick leather collar, naked and cleansed, inside and out. 

She ordered me to assume the position. That meant that I was to bend at the waist, placing my torso on the table, stretching my arms across and out so that she could attach the padlocks restraints to each wrist; the ends of which were permanently mounted to each leg assembly beneath the table.

My legs were spread and mounted to the ends of a four foot spreader bar, also padlocked in place. A final restraint that was secured to the center of the spreader bar and looped around a solid oak beam centered left to right beneath the table, and terminated around my waist, keeping me tight to the table edge.

Theses BDSM restraints kept me immobile and open for her pleasure.  Aside from the thrill of being tied in this way, my favorite part was yet to occur. She placed noise canceling headphones on my head, a ring gag in my mouth and a blindfold similar to the masks worn by a sleeper. The final device was my leather hood, custom fitted so that I was light and sound deprived. 

Now I could only taste, smell and feel whatever she desired to subject me to. Long minutes passed before I felt her hand stinging my right ass cheek as she applied the first of 59 birthday swats. She alternated left and right until all I felt was the burning of my flesh from the ritualistic birthday spanking.

Another pause in action as she donned the first of many dildos. She always started off small, even though I could take one in the middle somewhere to begin. She always applied the lube with an injector before each new size. Then she slowly inserted the first one, long and skinny, snaking 24 inches inside my ass. She ensured I was thoroughly lubricated that way. 

Then came the next toy, perfect for pounding into me. I couldn't hear her groin smacking into my ass cheeks, but I sure could feel each pounded stroke. Another pause and the size I normally start with was inserted and then pounded. 

Now it gets interesting as she steps up through the fun sizes, or novelty sizes as she calls them. She's nearing the 3 inch diameter dildo that pushes my limits but I need it before my favorite toy, her hand. Lots of lube is pumped in my ass now as she dons the latex glove that extends past her elbow and halfway up her bicep. My penis is drooling precum as she effortlessly inserts her hand into my rectum, and then into my sigmoid colon. She has to push now, making the upper sphincter give in to her persistence as her elbow finally disappears into my asshole. 

I  can feel her fingers as she wriggled them in my descending colon,, a place only she has entered. I feel her fingers on the inside, above and to the left of my belly button and wonder how we got this far. After about 15 minutes of playing in my ass, she withdrawals her hand to be replaced by a thick dildo. Nows its time to fuck me, hitting my prostate and daring me to cum.

I feel it enter only instead of its normal coolness, it's warmer and softer. I  remember thinking that she finally got one of those really expensive, layered dildos and kept it in a warm bath. I couldn't have been further from the truth. 

It finally dawned on me, after over 12 inches of two and a half inches of thickness slid into me and a warm hairy groin bumped up against my ass cheeks. It was a man's cock in my ass, a monster of a cock and I felt my own cock stiffen from the realization. He pounded hard, over an hour of true male on male anal sex before he unleashed a load big enough for three people into my well used ass. 

Remember the ring gag? Yes, he then slid his dirty, softening, ass covered cock into my drooling mouth, through the ring and down my throat, cutting off my airway with his still considerable girth. Cum bathed my tongue and throat as he milked from his cock using my other fuck hole, as Miss calls it. He pumped away at me without regard for my ability to breathe. I caught gasps of air when possible,  but I still saw sparkles in my eyes as my oxygen level dropped. 

His cock thickened in my throat and soon all air was cut off, just before he pumped another huge load directly into my esophagus. He pulled out, draining the dregs as he went, into my open maw. And then I felt the familiar dildo in my ass, fucking my cum sodden rectum since it was so well lubricated. She delved the entire length of it, a feat we'd been trying to accomplish for 3 years but was made easier by the stud that paved the way.

I was left tied to the table for the hour it took for his cum to drip from my ass, into a bowl she placed below. A funnel was placed in my mouth and the entire load, half a cup of seminal fluid was poured into my mouth. 

I knew to swallow it or suffer an unknown punishment. She finally released me after another hour and I was further rewarded with the gift of not only fucking her obviously wrecked pussy, but also of being allowed to ejaculate inside of her, a treat I'd not had in over 3 years. I guess I was a good boy finally. 

She smiled afterwards, "I hope you enjoyed the orgasm. That was your last one for the rest of your life, or until I think you've earned it."

"Yes Miss."

"Go on, ask the question in your mind."

"W...w....what do I have to earn it?"

Her pussy was dripping cum, mine and his, "Next time it won't just be one black stud. It'll be a train of them, using you until all you ever want is cock. Then we'll see if you can even get it up for this fine pussy. If you can, then there might be another surprise,  but we'll cross that bridge say....next birthday? I  think you'll be ready then since I have you scheduled for this once a week until then."

I asked without permission,  "Another surprise?"

She cruelly grinned, "Yes. Just as many cocks as you endure, you will have access to that many 18 and 19 year old cheerleaders....if you even still want pussy after this coming year....and if you can get it up for me after the train rolls through.  Either way, you'll be happy. I know you."

She was right, I'd be happy either way, but it made me think I had a chance, a glimmer of hope to keep her after she'd caught me fucking the twin 18 year olds next door for their birthday.  She devised this birthday ritual as a way to break me, make me into a real whore, and then she could fuck around in front of me, as a hot wife.

Either way, I knew I'd be happy....