Alle Kommentare zu 'Wocheneinkauf'

Schön zu lesen, interessante Story - bitte weiterschreiben :-)

Danke.

Guter Start!

It was already roughly around half past six , when I turned the key to unlock the door to the apartment at Friday night. I immediately realized that Petra was pissed. Dressed in all black, leather leggings and long turtleneck, she was lounging on the couch.

"Where are you coming from now? I've been waiting for you for 2 hours now! Remember, we need to go to Trader Joe's and I haven't had a bite, yet! You have exactly two minutes, and then you are all dressed up in the dreamlover and are handing me the remote! And get me the high boots and the coat!"

That's typical for her.

She loves commanding me. Especially once she's in a bad mood. And to be honest - I like it as well, when she shows her dominant side. Not that I can't be blamed for her to be that way, at least partly.

Petra always wanted a relationship of equals. That's ok, I guess. That said, I get turned on by being dominated by a woman. When she is in charge, and I have to obey. I laid it open to her, that she could also benefit from her commanding and me obeying.

She went for the game and quickly learned - maybe too quickly.

I ran to the bathroom and put on my chastity cage with the dreamlover 2000. The dreamlover 2000 is a male educational (and correctional) device, that is rigidly fixed to a chastity cage and allows the female to deliver electro shocks to the male member through the push of a button on a remote. Petra had found it on the internet and, despite the price, had wanted me to buy one for the two of us.

As soon as I have my chastity device on and the lock is locked, there's no way to remove the dreamlover anymore or to turn it off. With a small push of a button on the tiny remote Petra can now hand out small, medium or large electro shocks to my penis - and I can't do anything against it. She insists on me wearing the dreamlover 2000 all weekend long each and every weekend, especially when we are out together. She loves to have her, as she calls it, "invisible whip" with her all the time.

I dressed up again - nobody gets an idea of what is hidden beneath my trousers. I checked the remote by using the lowest setting - it definitely worked. Though those light shocks can be clearly felt, they can be withstood quite well. At medium setting, however, the shocks are anything but pleasant anymore and my penis twitches and cramps. By using the highest level, which really hurts and causes severe pain, Petra could easily bring me down to my knees and make me cry.

Luckily so far she has only tried that level twice, yet.

I went back to the living room and handed the remote and the keys to her. She smiled, thanked me and presented her feet to me.

"Because you made me wait, today there won't be any light shocks, only medium ones. Help me with the boots! But be gentle!"

The moment she had said that, I felt a cruel shock between my legs, that immediately made me kneel before her and to slowly slip the long shaft of the right boot over her leather leggings. I opened the zipper and carefully inserted her right foot into the tight fitting lower part of the boot - obviously not carefully enough, as another shock ripped through my groin.

"I said carefully, didn't I?!" She ranted. "Make a real effort or I will use the highest setting!"

I really did my best and finally she was standing in front of me in her long black boots that went far above the knee.

"Help me get the coat on!"

She slipped the remote into the right pouch of her coat. She looked just fabulous standing there. Like "Venus in furs" in the famous novel. We used the elevator to the underground parking. "Do you have money with you?"

"Yes, Petra, I have." I answered and got into the car. She just kept standing next to the passenger-side door. Why didn't she get in? Suddenly I felt a cruel jolt and shortly after that another one. I immediately got out of the car.

"What's wrong, Petra, why don't you get into the car?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to treat me like a queen? And that obviously includes opening the car door for me!"

And there was another jolt. I hurried to get around the car and open the door for her. She got in and smiled.

"See? It wasn't that difficult, was it? I hope in the future you will remember that on your own."

She sat next to me like a diva in her boots and coat. Simply a goddess! I couldn't stop looking at her. That goddess! And she more and more got used to having me pamper and serve her.

"Don't stare at me! Maybe in the future I should sit in the back. The Queen doesn't sit next to the driver as well!"

I bit my tongue. I could hardly believe it, but it seemed to me, that she felt very cozy in her role of a spoiled, dominant goddess. I searched for an unused parking space at the parking lot of Trader Joe's, turned off the engine, ran around the car, and opened her the door. Petra got out and immediately all eyes were on her. Well, who goes shopping to Trader Joe's wearing a fur?

"Get the shopping cart!"

I rushed for it. This time I didn't have to hold the door open for her, Trader Joe's has automatic doors. Head held high she self-confidently entered the store and produced her shopping list.

"I tell you what to get, and you go fetch it! Clear?"

"Yes, Petra."

"Two packs of cottage cheese!"

Cottage cheese was in the refrigerated counter at the other end of the store.

Why don't we start off with the things near the entrance? "Petra, how about we take the things here around the entrance?"

And there we go, I immediately felt the shock hit my male hood.

"When I say you are to fetch cottage cheese, you start rushing and fetch the cottage cheese! Clear?"

And another jolt.

"Yes, Petra!"

"Make it snappy! I don't want to spend all evening here!"

I hurried and got the cottage cheese.

"One lasagna from the refrigerated counter!"

This time I didn't dare to object. And that way she gushed me back and forth through the whole store, to get exactly one item after another off her list, in order. All the time Petra stood there bored next to the shopping cart - and was the eye catcher! Her leather boots went all the way above her knees and then disappeared beneath the short fur coat. She savored both the admiring looks of the male customers and the punitive looks of the female customers.

Especially the males were impressed by Petra, some even tried to flirt with her. And she smiled back at them self-confidently. All the while I was running through the store like a dog to bring everything off the list for her. Whenever I wasn't fast enough or brought the wrong product, she didn't hesitate to use the dreamlover 2000 to motivate me. After a while she finally moved the shopping cart to the center of the store so that I wouldn't have such long routes anymore.

When she finally had the shopping list completed, I was totally wasted. Petra stood next to the shopping cart and smiled.

"That's how I like shopping, so comfy and convenient. Too bad, that I can't lounge or lie down during it. I hope you have fun as well, what do you think?"

I was not sure, so I hesitated. Immediately I got shocked by her.

"When I ask you something, I expect an answer! I don't like waiting!"

"It's okish, Petra. On the one hand, I love being allowed to go shopping with such an erotic and dominant woman, that is admired by everyone. On the other hand it is quite stressful to me."

"Come on, you have to pick your pain. Do you want me to dominate you or not?"

"Yes, Petra! You are really a fabulous, erotic, dominant goddess! And that's exactly what I want you to be! And I love you!"

"And you love me, even though I shock you with the dreamlover and sometimes even whip you? I can't believe it!"

"Absolutely, Petra, it's Part of the game, that I get to feel your power and superiority! That especially makes me love you and makes me feel crazy about you!"

"Ok, I love you as well, but only if you obey me and stop disagreeing with me constantly. I can't have that. But I'm sure the dreamlover and I will teach you that. Go on, move to the cashier!"

And there the pungent pain in my groin was again. Petra didn't even lift a finger and I hurried to put the items in our cart on the conveyor and back into the cart after the cashier had scanned them.

"Give me the wallet!"

Petra paid. I drove the shopping cart to the car and asked her: "where would you like to sit?"

"In the front! Get our stuff into the trunk and hurry up, I'm freezing and I hate waiting!"

She sat down and I closed the door.

I unpacked the shopping cart and drove it back, when I felt another jolt. I ran back to the car and got in.

"Next time I expect you to get in immediately and start the motor and the heating! I did say that I'm freezing, didn't I?"

"Yes, Petra!"

After roughly a ten minute drive we were back home. I went around the car dutifully, opened the door and let her get out.

She immediately went to the elevator. I followed her and opened the apartment door for her.

"Help me with the coat!"

I helped her with the heavy coat, she took the remote from the pouch and instantly gave me a jolt.

"Don't waste time, get the shopping items and put them into the cupboard. And turn on the oven and heat the lasagna!"

She lay down on the sofa, still wearing her boots and her turtleneck, got comfy and skipped through a fashion magazine.

I preheated the oven and got back to the basement to get what we had bought and stow them away. Suddenly another jolt ran through my groin.

"Get here! Kneel down!"

I did as ordered and knelt between her legs. She pulled her turtleneck up and I was completely taken off guard. She was naked down below. How could she have possibly done that that fast - while I was just quickly with the car? Boots off, leggings off, boots on again. She pointed towards her cleanly shaved pussy.

"The lasagna will still take a while and up until then I want to feel your tongue - and do it gently and slowly. Get to work! Now!"

I did the best I could, but that wasn't enough, seemingly.

"Higher, higher!" "Not so fast!" "Slower!" "Yes, yes, and now go deeper with your tongue!" All the whole she motivated me with the help of the dreamlover. She made me twitch over and over again! Then - almost at the same time as the timer for the lasagne rang - Petra convulsed and came to an earth shattering orgasm. She was totally wasted and screamed from pleasure.

"Thank you, thank you, that was phenomenal!"

I myself also liked the game. I felt deep satisfaction. Seemingly I had done something good for her. That was more than worth getting a few shocks through the dreamlover.

She was breathing heavily and slowly came back from lala land.

"And now I'm hungry ..."