Zara and Laurent

The Adventures of Claudia

Author's note: This follows on from the other two parts. It's not strictly necessary to read the other two parts to enjoy this though it would help with context.

3. Zara and Laurent

Laurent had been greatly troubled by Zara's text. She wasn't happy and he wasn't in the least surprised, he wasn't happy either. They were in a rut, it was the same old, same old and neither of them were satisfied by the usual foreplay or sex. They were bored. Laurent thought they needed therapy and also sex therapy and he'd have to come clean to her. He truly loved Zara and didn't want to lose her but there were other things he wanted and he didn't think she would go for it. Laurent was submissive and had been all his life but he had only recently admitted it to himself. He wanted to be dominated but relatively light domination. He didn't want to be humiliated or spat at or physically abused (other than a light slap on his ass) these things weren't for him but he was all for other people doing them if that's what two consenting adults were into. No, he went in for the domination videos he watched on Mistress Tasha's website. The teasing and denial, being ordered around, being told to lick their waxed pussies out all while these women wore shiny long PVC gloves which he loved and gleaming thigh high boots which got him hard.

Then there were their pierced tits, the thing that maybe turned him on the most, and they almost always had a butt plug in them, another huge turn on. He loved seeing the head of the sparkling diamond jewelled butt plug peeking out between a beautiful woman's pale white arse cheeks. If Zara did even half these things, he would do anything and everything she asked but he knew he couldn't ask her. She would think he was a dirty pervert. He could see it all so clearly in his head, he would try to explain that millions and millions of people had these fetishes and psychologists considered them to be perfectly acceptable and even helpful for the person to express their desires as long as the other person was on board and it was consensual. But she would just say he disgusted her, claim he was a deviant and she would want to have nothing more to do with him. He thought about marriage counselling and wondered if he would just be delaying the inevitable breakup. It was a shame, she was sharp and intelligent, funny and good company, she was beautiful when she dressed up, which was on rare occasions, and her tits above all were fantastic, they would look amazing with pierced nipples. He thought about the only two blowjobs he'd received from her which were now a long time ago and she hadn't seemed very into it, she had never let him lick her out either, saying she wasn't interested and anal sex had been completely off the table.

They had met when they had both been doing a master's in marketing and they had hit it off immediately. Laurent was average height with an athletic build, blond hair and blue eyes and a dimpled chin that she loved. They married a year later when she was 23 and he was 24. Things had been great the first couple of years but now they were in a rut, they needed to do something to breathe new life into their relationship.

He decided he would go with the flow. If she wanted to go to counselling, he would go, maybe something positive would come out of that. If she wanted a clean break, he would accept her wishes though it would break his heart because he truly loved her but they both deserved to be happy. And who knew, maybe there was hope. His friend Pierre had been miserable in his marriage and now talked about being deep in love and having the best sex of his life. Yeah, maybe there was hope, he sighed as he parked in their underground garage and took the lift up. The door opened onto their entrance hall and he left his briefcase on a chair and called her name. No answer, he called again.

"Up here," he heard a voice say from their bedroom and he climbed the stairs and walked into their bedroom.

"Stop!" she ordered, and he stopped dead in his tracks, frozen to the spot his mouth wide open in wonder.

She had her back to him and she was wearing a sexy leather coat that reached her knees and he could see shiny PVC boots with at least four inch spike heels that disappeared into her coat. Shiny gloved hands were holding a riding crop at either end behind her back and his dick went hard.

"If you want to see what's under this coat you will get on your knees and you will address me as Mistress Zara or simply as Mistress," and she noted with satisfaction in the mirror how Laurent dropped to his knees instantly.

"You will only speak if I talk directly to you, is that understood?"

"Yes Mistress Zara," and he was so fucking turned on.

She turned around and he caught a glimpse of thigh high boots as her coat fell open slightly with the motion and his cock got even harder. Her tits were practically falling out of her coat which only just covered her nipples and there were two tied buttons over her crotch. She then started untying the buttons and he thought she looked so sexy with her domme hairstyle, blood red lips and alluring makeup.

"Tell me Laurent, do you like what you see?" and his wife whipped open her coat and he nearly came on the spot.

She was wearing thigh boots! And fishnet stockings and she'd shaved or waxed her pussy! His previously shy and retiring wife now had a smooth hairless vagina. And she was wearing an open cupped PVC bustier with bondage straps which left her tits exposed. Her pierced tits! His wife had gone and got her beautiful tits pierced and this was probably the thing that most turned him on. He was so turned on he nearly forgot to answer but managed to compose himself with an effort.

"I absolutely love what I see. The Mistress looks stunning, just amazing. I think Mistress Zara is very beautiful," and she nodded in satisfaction and on the inside she was euphoric.

She loved having him under her control, only speaking when she said so and even then it was only blabbering. He was so turned on, his raging hard-on was proof of that. She let her coat close and he audibly groaned and she nearly laughed. She tapped one shiny gloved hand with the tip of her riding crop and shared her vision of the future with him.

"I'm going on a journey, Laurent and l have already decided on this. Now I'll be going with or without you, you will have to decide for yourself. This journey will involve me sucking cock, swallowing cum, I will be eaten out a lot and I will come a lot, I will have sex everywhere and at any time, I will take it up the ass and most of the time, I will be wearing outfits like this," and she whipped open her coat again and his mouth fell open for a second time.

"The thing is Laurent, if you decide to come on this journey then you are mine and I am your Mistress and that means you are under my control and will do exactly what I say. What's it to be Laurent?" and he practically shouted:

"Yes I want to go on this journey with you Mistress Zara and I want you to be my Mistress."

"Good," she nodded, and took off her coat and tossed it aside on their bed and he groaned again as he saw the whole outfit.

Shiny PVC opera gloves, he just loved them. Her hairless pussy, the gleaming thigh high platform boots, she could wear just those boots and he'd be happy forever. And the crowning glory, her heavy pierced breasts with steel barbells in her nipples.

"There's one more thing and this is your last chance to back out," and she laughed to herself.

Like he was going to back out when he was practically coming in his trousers. She dropped her riding crop on the bed, went over to the night table and brought back a glass of water and something else in her hand.

"This isn't like that film you like The Matrix with a blue or a red pill. This is one blue pill," and she opened her gloved hand to show him the Viagra pill.

"You will take it or that coat goes back on and I walk out the door and look for a real man," and Laurent snatched the pill, threw it in his mouth and gulped down the water in double quick time.

"Good," she said, taking the glass and depositing it on the nightstand and recuperating her riding crop.

She stood in front of him with her legs slightly parted and holding the riding crop at each end with a glossy gloved hand and then she took a step closer and her bald pussy was almost in his face. Her boots creaked as she bent her legs and played with herself. She stuck one, two and then three gloved fingers into her vagina, playing with herself until they were covered with her juices and then fed them into his mouth. He could not fucking believe what she was doing and his dick hurt as it strained against his trousers, trying in vain to escape. She repeated this another three times and his throbbing cock hurt so much, it was crying out to be set free.

Fuck, thought Zara. She had listened in disbelief when Claudia had told her to do this but she had been right. He loved it and he was so damn hard. In fact, everything Claudia had told her had turned out to be true. She'd advised her to dress up, tell him she was his Mistress, talk about all the sex acts they would be doing and he would be mere putty in her hands, and he was. And she was so happy, she loved this man and didn't want to lose him. But she was in a role right now and she wanted to do things with him or to him.

"Now, you will kiss my boots and don't you dare touch my pussy or you will feel the sting of my riding crop on your ass," she ordered.

"Yes Mistress," he said happily, and he was delighted to be able to touch her and kiss her sexy boots.

He kissed her gleaming thigh high platform boots from her sexy spike heels right to the tops of the tight boots where they gripped her thighs and she was so turned on at the sight of her husband on his knees obeying her commands.

"Stop!" she ordered. "Head down!" and she turned around.

"Repeat! Now kiss the back of my boots," and he kissed the leather boots from her high heels to the tops again, loving the smell of the new leather and how the gleaming boots seemed to catch and reflect little points of light, and then he stopped dead in his tracks as her shiny gloved hands pulled her pale arse cheeks apart.

She smiled because she knew he was transfixed by the sight of her butt plug tucked firmly in her ass and it was more than transfixed. Laurent was in shock. His formerly shy and conservative wife had a butt plug in her ass. A fucking butt plug! He stared at the sparkling orange diamond jewelled head of the butt plug that peeked out from between the pale white cheeks of her beautiful ass and he nearly pinched himself to see if he was really awake.

"Kiss the cheeks of my arse, then pull them apart and kiss around my butt plug," she instructed him, and he obeyed, and was absolutely delighted to obey.

"Kiss the head!" and she moaned softly as she felt the plug move slightly inside her.

"Stop!" she ordered, and he felt a little disappointed.

She turned to face him, played with herself again, feeding her gloved fingers into his mouth a couple of more times before taking a step back and flexing the riding crop, loving how flabbergasted he looked.

"You will eat me out right here while I'm standing and you better do a good job," she snarled, and she stepped forward and her boots creaked as she lowered her newly waxed pussy onto his eager tongue.

He was in seventh heaven as he looked up at her heavy pierced tits and the riding crop in her long gloved hands. She was really wet and he noted he wasn't the only one who was seriously turned on. He worked his tongue around her vagina, it had been a long time since he'd given a woman oral sex, it was before he'd met Zara, and he was trying to remember his old tricks. He found it was like riding a bike and his tongue was soon darting everywhere and she moaned. He licked her labia, pulled them apart and stuck his tongue deep in her pussy. He went back to her labia and then concentrated on her clit and she started breathing heavily. He knew from his limited previous experience that this was the most sensitive part.

"Aaaahhhh fuck yeah!" and Zara was enjoying this immensely.

She loved dominating him, towering over him in her gleaming high heeled boots, ordering him around and specifically ordering him to eat her out.

He had a talented tongue and she knew he hadn't practised on her. She was wondering why she had been against this before, it was so good, she had learnt that with Claudia. She could feel her orgasm building and then it accelerated when he took her clit in his mouth and sucked and nibbled it.

"Aaahhhhh right there! Don't stop!" and she screamed as her orgasm swept over her and her legs buckled, forcing her to support herself with her hands on his shoulders and then she came on his face.

Her chest was heaving as the remnants of her great orgasm reverberated through her. Fuck, she would be putting his talented tongue to work on a regular basis. She gathered herself and stepped back a little to face him.

"Not bad and y..." and Laurent made the mistake of getting to his feet.

"What the fuck? Who told you to stand up?" she barked, and realising his mistake he dropped to his knees again.

"And now you're on your knees again," she shouted in disbelief.

"I'm sorry Mistress Zara b.."

"And now you're talking. That's it, I've had enough," and she went over to a sports bag and brought something back.

"Open your fucking mouth," and she inserted a ball gag and tied it behind his head.

"There, that's better," and Laurent was speechless and not just because of the ball gag. This was another of his fantasies. But the Mistress wasn't satisfied with this.

"I think you need a lesson," and she went back to her bag and fetched something else.

"Up!" she ordered, and marched him over to a chair and handcuffed his wrists behind the back of the chair.

This was yet another of his fantasies, she was in his head, he thought in wonder. Zara was smiling to herself. She had paid close attention to Mistress Tasha when she dominated someone and now she was going to do something Claudia had told her about. She threw her riding crop on the bed and went around to face him, her gloved hands on her hips. Laurent thought she looked spectacular.

"You can look but not touch me and I will make you come in your pants," she sneered, and she picked up a remote control from the nightstand on her side of the bed and turned on the sound system he'd installed a couple of years back and loud dance music blared out.

Laurent's eyes bulged as she shook her tight ass in his face and pulled her arse cheeks apart so he could see her butt plug and shook her ass again. Then she pushed his legs together and sat down and began to grind his crotch reverse cowgirl style. And he was suffering, his cock hurt so much, he needed to come, he needed the release. She got up, turned to face him and ground down on his tool once more in time to the music while cupping her fabulous pierced tits and she got faster and faster and it was just too much and she watched his face closely, judging her moment and lifted off as he grunted loudly, the sound muffled by the ball gag, and came in his trousers, flooding his briefs with his spunk.

"There, let that be a lesson to you," she sneered, and Laurent stared at her in wonder.

His trousers and briefs were only fit for the bin, he had never come so hard and so much. Zara uncuffed him and took off the ball gag.

"Get in the shower, get cleaned up, I'm not finished with you," and Laurent practically ran for the ensuite bathroom and he was delighted to hear she had more plans for him.

He felt like a man who had been crossing a desert, slowly dying of thirst and then received the gift of life and he was high. Zara was also euphoric, she'd never enjoyed herself so much and now he was on board and was he on board or what? They were going to have the greatest experiences, they would fuck each other's brains out but she would be bringing Mistress Zara back regularly. She loved dominating him, she felt she'd found her calling and it was obvious that he loved it too. She was now going to dispense with the stick and give him some carrots. She had asked Claudia for some tricks and advice in this department and she was going to give him a good time. She really loved this man and it was going to be a night to remember.

She was splayed across the bed in her fetish outfit and endless high heeled boots when he came out with a towel wrapped around him. He was half afraid she had taken everything off but no, she was still dressed up and he thought she looked amazing and so damn sexy. His cock stirred again. The way she stretched and got to her feet was cat-like, thought Laurent. Of course he didn't know that Zara was in love with this outfit, especially the glossy thigh high boots and really didn't want to wear anything else at that point in time. She reached him and began to kiss him deeply and he loved how sensuous and heartfelt it was and how intimate. He'd missed this intimacy with his wife. Of course she then made his mind explode.

"Come," she said.

"Yes Mistress," and she laughed.

"Now it's just Zara, we'll have to work something out for when I'm off duty," she laughed again.

They were now standing in front of their large wall mirror.

"I'm Zara who loves you and is now going to blow you and drain every drop of cum from your balls," and Laurent swallowed hard.

"You can look down at me blowing you and look into the mirror to see it from the side," and Laurent had never loved her as much as he did at that moment.

It wasn't just the blowjob, what man wouldn't want a blowjob? It was how she wanted to do it, the enthusiasm, the reciprocation. It was beautiful and he knew then the future for them was going to be glorious. She dropped to her knees and threw the towel away with a flourish. She licked his precum and just this alone excited him. The couple of times she'd blown him in the past, it had been perfunctory, a task, a race to get it over and done with as soon as possible but that was then and the mood music had changed dramatically.

Zara had Claudia's words ringing in her ears as she sized up his cock, and he had a nice cock, slightly longer than average and with a bit more girth. She would insist he shave in the future though but she knew this wouldn't be a problem, he would now do anything to please her, absolutely anything.

Claudia was in her head, she'd learnt things from Nicole and her own recent experience.

"You have to embrace it. You're trying to give the person you love the maximum pleasure. It's obvious that the climax is the pivotal moment but how you get him to that climax is what will make it memorable. Use all the tricks, these are in no particular order and with experience you'll find what works for him and what doesn't. Lick his precum, make it a ritual, it shows you are doing this because you choose to do it, that's the whole point. You are all in with this person."

"So, for example, and again in no particular order, clamp your mouth down on his dick and suck hard, that'll get his attention. Lick his shaft, lick his balls. Take him deep into your mouth and twirl your tongue around his shaft. Cup his balls with one hand and pump his cock into your mouth with the other. Run your lips up and down his shaft taking him in as deep as you can. There's a load of other tricks you'll find out for yourself as you go along. It's not your first blowjob."

"I don't do deep throat, it's not another vagina, if other people do that or you fancy that then no problem of course but it's not for me. Nobody on Mistress Tasha's or Lady Charlotte's site does it either and I saw a video of Tasha talking about it and she said you lose the nuances, the tricks are wasted and it just becomes a mindless race for him to come and mutual enjoyment goes out the window, plus you lose control of the situation. Millions of men might disagree with her but the men on her site obviously don't, they appreciate the technique and the experience and from my end I can tell you so does Pierre."

"When he comes, and this is obviously up to yourself. You can wank him onto your tits or jerk him off into your mouth and expel it, I like that too. You can also let him come in your mouth and spit it out or you can swallow it. I happen to like the taste of Pierre's semen but the taste of your man's cum could be awful, I obviously don't know. What I do know is I love how it suddenly erupts into my mouth and swallowing it down. I love how it floods my tongue and dealing with it, I just don't think there's anything more personal than taking your man's cum. Just like I love how I can come on his face, cover him in my juices and he loves it, how he embraces my sex, how he just wants to give me pleasure. That's what I want to do for him."

"There's another thing, Nicole taught me this, just when he thinks he's done, you suck hard, really hard repeatedly and pump his cock and coax one final cumshot out of him, that blows their minds. Now you can take all, some or none of this on board, like I said, you'll find what works for you but remember, all this comes from a good place, a place where you want reciprocation, you want to give and receive love and pleasure. In the end, that's what everything is reduced to, love and pleasure."

All this went through Zara's head as she blew him. Laurent thought it was just the sexiest thing he'd ever seen. The sensations were unbelievable but for him, what she was wearing and watching her blow him was almost as much of a turn on. The way she glanced up at him, her mouth never leaving his cock, the smooth way she would pump his cock into her mouth, seeing her beautiful pierced tits hanging free, her gleaming thigh boots stretching out behind her with her long heels.

Watching her in the mirror from the side wearing her sexy outfit, the way she sucked and sucked at times, how she cupped his balls with one hand and pumped his cock into her mouth with the other, all the tricks. It was just fucking amazing. And now he was going to come and come hard.

"Zara, I'm going to come," he gasped, placing a hand on her head, and she shook it off.

She really loved him at that moment, he still had the presence of mind, in spite of being just about to come, to think of her but she was on a mission now. She had really enjoyed giving him the blowjob and Claudia was right, it was both a skill, a proper skill, and an act of love and she was now going to swallow every drop, come what may.

He grunted loudly and his cum erupted into her mouth and she swallowed it down. He came and flooded her tongue and she dealt with that and it tasted all right. He came and came again filling her mouth with his hot cum and she was equal to it. There were a couple of smaller spurts and he was practically done but Zara remembered what Claudia had said and she sucked and sucked and did indeed coax another decent cumshot out of his penis as he grunted loudly with amazement and she twirled it around his shaft, swallowed and let his cock slide slowly out of his mouth, another thing Claudia had taught her.

It had been all right, and in fact, she had enjoyed it and Laurent didn't know it but his luck was in and she would be blowing him a lot more in the future. She looked up and the stunned expression on his face was just adorable. She really did love this man, she'd just swallowed a gallon of his hot cum to prove it, she laughed to herself. She got to her feet and kissed him deeply.

"I love you Laurent, I missed you," and his eyes were moist.

"I don't deserve you Zara. You are the love of my life. I'm so sorry I went missing. It's all my fault."

"It was a lack of communication Laurent and we will never let that happen again, will we?"

"No Mistress Zara," and they both laughed.

She led him over to the bed and went off in search of some red wine and they talked for hours and they both learnt more about each other than they had in three years of marriage. He came clean and admitted he was submissive and she came clean and said she wanted to be a dominatrix and they laughed because it had been so obvious anyway. Similarly, every thing she had done and worn was a huge turn on for him and she simply said, ditto.

She told him how she wanted a fetish wardrobe and he rubbed his hands together with enthusiasm, so that was clear. She wanted him to fuck her in the ass and she wanted to fuck him in the ass and she loved how he said, that was exactly what they would be doing darling. When did she want to begin? She wanted to put a butt plug in his ass and he said, go ahead, and she decided they would do this the following day and they made love, crazy abandoned love and she finally fell asleep thinking about all the fun they were going to have.

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Laurent was licking her out and pulling her butt plug out and shoving it back in as she stood over him, her back against the mirror.

"Yeah, fuck me Laurent! Fuck my ass! Aaaahhhh," and there was someone shaking his leg and they wouldn't let go.

"Wake up Laurent, wake up," and his eyes slowly came into focus.

"This shopping spree won't take care of itself," she laughed.

"Let's have a shower," and they both enjoyed the shower immensely because he finger blasted her and she blew him and swallowed his cum for the second time in twenty four hours and confirmed to herself that she was indeed okay with it. He got dressed but she took a bit longer. She did her makeup and put on the outfit Claudia had lent her. He watched her as she put on the lace black bra and black blouse. Then she pulled on the skin tight black leggings that hugged her ass and finally the thigh high suede boots with a four inch stiletto heel. She didn't need to look at him to see if he had an erection.

"Fuck Zara! I'm going to be walking around with a hard on all day," and she laughed.

"Better pace yourself Laurent, when I go shopping with Claudia next week, I won't be wearing anything but outfits like this," and he groaned.

"Fuck's sake Zara, I've just got harder if anything," and she laughed.

They drove to the centre and parked the car in a nearby underground car park and made their way to Ablaze, the sex shop Claudia had told her about. Zara was so excited to be there, she'd seen her best friend's fetish wear collection, and above all, her boot collection and she wanted the same. They were the only people in the shop but that wasn't much of a surprise. It was after all 10.15 on a Saturday morning. A friendly man with latin features greeted them.

"Good morning, I'm Danilo, how can I help you?"

"Hi Danilo, I'm Zara and this is Laurent and we are here to spend a lot of money in your shop," and Zara loved how he didn't even blink.

"My kind of customer, how can I be of service?"

"I want to see your fetish wear collection and your thigh boots section."

"Follow me," he said, and they walked out of the main shop and into another section.

"This is the fetish wear. The boots are in another section. Do you want me to help you, or do you want to just browse and get on with it yourselves?"

"I think we'll browse."

"No problem, I'm right outside if you need anything," and he left.

Danilo wasn't the problem, Laurent was. He ran up and down the racks saying, what about this and this? And you could buy this and this would look amazing on you. It was like she was shopping with a mad excited girlfriend. She reined him in by saying they were going to buy twenty outfits and no more, so he needed to focus, and he calmed down.

They filled two baskets with fetish wear and moved into the boots section and Laurent went mad again, he wanted to buy the whole collection and they could, they both made serious money and they both came from rich families but she didn't want to buy the shop in one day and she told him there was another twenty limit and he calmed down again, sort of. Zara left him to explore all the possibilities and had a good browse for herself. Laurent was still rushing around like a kid in a toyshop at Christmas time when Danilo came back and he had a box in his hand.

"I have something for you, Zara. It's just in, not up for sale yet," and Zara opened the box and she gasped.

"Yes, definitely yes. Add them to the final total."

"No Zara, these are a present from me for your patronage. You are a size 38, yes?" and Zara nodded, and she just wanted to grab the box and run out of there but she restrained herself.

"That is not all," and he put the box down and picked up another box.

"I would like you to have this too," and he opened the box and Zara didn't gasp. She was wet suddenly, she was instantly wet down below. She'd only ever seen this outfit once on Mistress Tasha's site, once, it was never repeated anywhere on the internet. Oh my fucking God, she thought, and now it was hers and she hugged Danilo in a reflex action.

"So you like it?" he laughed.

"I have put suitable stockings and gloves in the box too. You are a beautiful woman and he is a lucky man," and Zara found herself getting a little emotional.

"Thank you Danilo, thank you so much, I really appreciate this. I feel I should tell you I'm here because of Claudia by way of Nicole."

"Such beautiful people. I can retire soon," smiled Danilo, and they both laughed.

They chose or rather Zara chose, because she'd have to wear them, twenty pairs of boots. And then they went into the sex toys and accessories section and Zara took control, she'd seen how crazy Laurent got. It was quite easy really, she just told him Mistress Zara was making these choices and he backed off straight away. They paid a small fortune and her husband brought the car around so they could load it all up. They gave Danilo a wave as they left and he was silently thanking the Gods and Nicole, business was booming.

They drove off to carry out part two of her plan, the part Laurent was happily oblivious to. They'd discussed it last night and she'd sent Nicole a text and she had an opening at 12. She drove straight to her clinic and pulled into the car park at 5 to 12.

"What are we stopping here?" asked Laurent innocently.

"Remember what we discussed last night?"

"You'll have to be more specific Zara, we discussed a lot of things last night. It was the best night of my entire life. I'm so sorry I went missing Zara, you are such a beautiful person and I failed you for a time there but I'm here now and you should know I would walk through a firestorm for you. You are my life and I want to be with you to the end of our days. I love you so much. You are my soulmate but you're also not because we've always known we have something far beyond this inane term, we just had to find our way back to each other again and you did this Zara. And I'm eternally grateful, we are back because you brought us back. Fuck, firestorm doesn't even cover it, I would do anything for you," and Zara just melted, unclipped her seat belt, shot across and kissed this man with a ferocity that shocked both of them, though he wasn't complaining.

Laurent had a stream of thought, wear his heart on his sleeve kind of thing which could be so annoying when things were going badly, but when things were going well, it was impossibly endearing and he had the ability to make the other person's heart simply explode, and he was completely oblivious to what he was doing. The lows, which thankfully Zara had experienced few of, even in the last few years, were really low. But the highs were just impossible highs. Highs that lifted a person off their feet, he made everything better, made everything seem possible and there was no downside, a person was swept along in his infectious enthusiasm. And most of the time that infectious enthusiasm turned out to be justified and she loved him for his heart on sleeve raw love. That wasn't the only slightly weird thing about him. He was seriously intelligent, ferociously intelligent even, but he was simultaneously one of the most innocent people Zara had ever met. This sometimes childlike innocence, she just adored it when it came out. And she just adored him, and if she had kissed him with such ferocity, it was because she felt she'd/they'd righted the ship and then she thought too much about it and she started to cry. She'd so nearly lost him. And then she really started to cry. She sobbed into his shoulder.

"Fuck Zara! I'm sorry. What have I done?" and she cried even more, this beautiful innocent fool thought it was his fault.

"Hey, hey girl! You've got to stop crying because if you don't, I'm going to cry. Jesus Zara, it hurts to see you cry," and she sobbed again.

"Stop talking!" she sputtered between sobs, and she slowly pulled herself together.

"I'm crying because I nearly lost you."

"Yeah but I wa..."

"Shut up!" and he went quiet.

"Everything you said is exactly how I feel. You beautiful fool," and he gently wiped away her tears.

"You know we're doomed Zara, don't you? It's you and me to the end girl. But I wouldn't swap it for the world."

"Oh, for fucks sake," she sobbed in exasperation. "You have no filter and that's what I love about you."

He held her in his arms not quite understanding everything but knowing enough. And enough for him was the wonderful knowledge that he and she were back and the rest of the world could just fuck off. She slumped back into her seat and then remembered why they were there. It was already past the hour and she was just about to start the engine when he asked again.

"Ok, so listen. Why are we here?"

And it felt so ridiculous, so crass after the intensely personal moment they'd just shared that she just wanted to go.

"It's nothing and we are leaving," and his hand stopped her gunning the engine.

"You brought me here Zara, why?" and she felt so superficial and so self-centred.

"Zara?"

"Okay, it was because last night we discussed getting rid of your body hair so I made an appointment but I want to go now," and she turned the engine on.

"Alright then, let's do it."

"You don't understand. Because I'm a fool, I made a full body waxing appointment for you, I'm so sorry. I don't know what I was thinking."

"Full body eh? One session? So you're trying to kill me Zara?"

"No Laurent, I wasn't thinking straight. I'm so sorry and so self-centred. I was just thinking about myself and what I wanted. I feel so ashamed."

"The appointment is in my name?"

"Yes."

And he opened the door and got out of the car.

"What are you doing?"

"Well, I'm going in," and she pressed the button to roll down her window as he shut his door and stuck her head out the window.

"Fuck's sake Laurent, get back in the car," and he paused and turned back to her.

"Look Zara, you obviously want this. All in one session is mad. But in my world, saying I'd walk through a firestorm for you actually means I'd walk through a firestorm for you," and he walked away and Zara burst into tears again.

She waited outside feeling shit about herself and certainly not feeling so dominant. Fuck, what was wrong with her? She'd got caught up in this fetish madness that had helped greatly in getting them back together but she'd just set up a session where his entire body hair would be ripped off. She'd have to blow him every day of his life to make up for this, and she laughed.

And then she felt really but really shit again. The thing he'd said to her as he'd left was the stuff out of films. Fuck, I am such a shit, she thought. An hour went by, then another and then another and she was just about to get out of the car to go looking for him when she saw him walking back. And he was limping, and clutching parts of his body, distress written all over his face. Zara was aghast as she watched him stagger over to the car. He fumbled with the handle and practically fell into the car.

"Help me with the belt Zara," he groaned miserably, and she reached across quickly and clipped him in.

"Take me home Zara," he croaked.

Fuck, what had she done? She'd just subjected her husband to a full Brazilian times one thousand. Men were seriously hairy. Oh my God, she thought, I'm just the worst person ever.

"I'm so sorry Laurent."

"Just get me home Zara. I'll feel better when I'm home," he croaked again, and sank down even deeper into the car seat.

Fuck, what had she been thinking? And she cut through an industrial estate to take a shortcut, anything to get him home sooner.

"You know I love you Zara," he said weakly, putting his hand on her shiny upper thigh.

"We'll be home soon Laurent and you can rest," and she accelerated.

"I'm not sure I'll make it through the night," he croaked once more, and moved his hand up her thigh and slipped it into her crotch.

And she screamed and stood on the brake pedal and pulled in.

"You bastard!" she yelled at him.

And he laughed and laughed so she started digging him. She took off her seatbelt so she could dig him all the better.

"She gave me a sedative," but Zara didn't stop.

"I did it for you because I love you," and she stopped, stared into his eyes and kissed him passionately.

His seatbelt was off and he was undoing the buttons on her blouse, pulled her blouse down and began sucking on her pierced tits while she dragged her boots off. She then pulled his zip open and went down on him, loving his waxed crotch. Part of Laurent was thankful they were on a deserted road in an industrial estate and part of him didn't give a fuck, it felt so damn good.

"Aaahhhh, yeah Zara," and he groaned a little as she took her head away.

But it was only to get the leggings and her underwear off and she clambered across the seats, mounted him and they both gasped as she slipped his cock into her newly waxed vagina in one swift move. She tore the buttons open on his shirt and ran her hands over his now smooth chest, obviously loving it and he had to admit he also liked his new manscaped look and feel. Zara rode him with passion and it felt so damn good. She was riding rapidly up and down his shaft, taking the whole length of him into her warm tight pussy.

"Aaaahhhhh fuck, Laurent, that feels so good," and she cupped one of her pierced breasts and fed it into his mouth. He sucked hard on the nipple, taking the silver barbell into his mouth.

"Aaahhhhh, yeah," and she was close and she increased her pace and grabbed both her breasts and squeezed hard.

"Come inside me Laurent! Come for me! Aaaahhhhhh," and his hot cum shot up inside her, covering her vaginal walls as she screamed and came hard.

She dropped her head down onto his shoulder, gasping, trying to catch her breath.

"That w.. That was so fucking good," she murmured into his shoulder.

"I've always wanted to do it in a car," said Laurent happily.

"Me too," she gasped.

She reached around, opened the glove compartment and grabbed some tissues to clean up before she handed him the box.

"You drive, I'll have to get everything back on," and he got out and went around to the other side.

She pulled on her underwear and then her leggings as he got the car going. She soon had her boots back on and she was able to put on her seat belt and the extremely annoying no seat belt alarm faded. He parked in their underground garage and they started loading the lift with their purchases and they needed three trips in the end to get it all into the entrance hall. Then they had to transport it all to their bedroom. Laurent went a bit manic again, trying to organise her walk-in closet and she banished him, sending him downstairs to watch some TV. He made her promise she would put on one outfit as soon as she'd reorganised everything and she gladly acquiesced.

Once he left, she took a whole bunch of her boring old clothes out and tossed them in a corner, thinking she could give them to some charity and if they weren't interested they were going in the bin. She did the same with loads of sensible shoes, that she thought were only fit for a bonfire, and she soon had an area cleared for her outfits and her boots and began to fill the spaces with her purchases. Then she took the presents he'd so kindly given her out of their boxes and admired them. She would willingly have paid a fortune for these items, she couldn't believe they were now hers and she had no doubt Claudia would want to buy them for herself or at the very least borrow them from her. She prepared her ass, slipped a butt plug in and she then did her domme hairstyle and her makeup. She had her outfit on in double quick time and picked up her riding crop. She struggled to believe it was her looking back at herself, she was unrecognisable and this incredible outfit was making her so horny and she wanted to masturbate there and then but she also wanted Laurent to lick her out. This was going to blow his mind.

She called down to him and he practically ran up the stairs. She strode out of her walk-in closet feeling like a goddess and his mouth dropped open and his dick went hard in seconds. He was lost for words as he stared at her, he'd only ever seen Mistress Tasha wear this outfit and he thought she'd had it specially made for herself. He thought Mistress Tasha had nothing on his Zara that moment because she looked simply spectacular. She was blowing his mind and his cock was straining against his briefs and jeans.

She was all dressed up in red and black PVC. She had black PVC underwear, a red choker and black PVC almost crotch high boots with d-rings and laces which looked like they had been poured onto her legs, they were so tight. The front of the boots had a red section for contrast that extended a few centimetres either side of the d-rings and ran the length of the boots and the laces were tied at the tongue that peeked out over the top of the boots and they had a pointy toe and what looked like a five inch stiletto heel. But if the boots were spectacular, the coat was something else.

It was an out of this world black ankle length PVC coat with red trim on the short sleeves and at the bottom of the coat. The top part had a big red collar that curved down on both sides of her stomach, showing a significant amount of cleavage, tied by two red buttons round her belly button area. The bottom half at the front of the coat opened out to the sides from above her crotch in a kind of inverted horseshoe shape that revealed her underwear and showed off her amazing boots to great effect. She twirled around and Laurent admired her long black hair which cascaded down the jet black PVC coat that reached down to just above her boot heels. She also had bright red PVC gloves that disappeared into the short sleeves of the coat, making them appear endless, and she topped it off with a PVC black and red officer's hat. The finishing touch was a black riding crop which she immediately put to use.

She put the tip of her riding crop under his chin and pushed his mouth closed and laughed. He finally got his voice back.

"Unbelievable! That is the most amazing outfit I've ever seen and those boots are just the sexiest footwear ever."

"I know! Danilo gave them to me for the thousands we spent. I would have gladly paid a fortune for the outfit and the boots. I just feel incredibly sexy and the boots feel wonderful," and he nodded, and her expression hardened and she pointed her crop at him.

"And now the fun and games are over for you and you will eat your Mistress out. Take off my underwear!" she ordered, and Laurent pulled her shiny black PVC thong down over her glorious new sexy high heeled boots and she stepped out of it.

She placed one boot on their low bed and tapped him on the chest and spoke softly but with authority.

"You will get on your knees," and he grabbed a pillow off the bed and dropped down and stared at her smooth waxed pussy.

She'd only had it waxed a few days ago and he thought it looked beautiful. He breathed in deeply, drinking in the aroma of her sex and he incurred her wrath.

"Do you need a fucking invitation?" she snarled, and pulled his face into her crotch and he loved it, he loved her taking control.

He held onto her gleaming boots at the thighs and licked her with urgency. It wasn't long before he had her moaning with pleasure as his tongue darted everywhere.

"Aaahhhh, fuck yeah," she said softly, and she ground his face into her pussy, just to give him a thrill.

She threw him off if anything but he quickly resumed his mission to map out her pussy with his tongue. He noted her breathing quickening and redoubled his efforts, paying special attention to her clit.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck! Right there Laurent, aaahhhhh," and he licked it and gently nibbled it before taking it in his mouth and sucking hard.

"Yessss! Yesss aaaaahhhhh," and she came hard on his face.

She shuddered and let out a scream of pleasure as he continued to lick her clit and she came again and clamped her shiny red PVC gloves on his shoulders.

"Aaaahhhh fuccckkkkkk," and she came one last time and pushed his head away with her chest heaving and she trembled as she felt the remnants of her orgasm.

"Get up!" she ordered. "Kiss me you beautiful man," and he kissed her deeply.

"There's something I want to do Laurent," and he waited expectantly.

"I want to put a butt plug in your ass," and he nodded, they'd talked about that.

"Okay Zara, you know I'd do anything for you," and she kissed him again. She loved this man, she had loved him before but now there was an extra bond, they had something special, they both felt it.

First she ordered him to strip and prepared his ass with lube. She'd selected a smaller butt plug and he tensed as she tried to insert it.

"You've got to relax baby, accept it. Think nice things, think of me blowing you."

He relaxed and groaned as it slipped past his sphincter and she was stretching him wider and wider until his ass pulled it in and closed tightly around it and he gave a sigh of relief.

"That actually feels okay, I quite like the sensation, I feel kind of full," and she nodded.

"That's how I feel too. And seeing the head of the butt plug in your ass is making me horny," and Zara dropped to her knees in front of Laurent, taking possession of his pillow, and began to blow him and she was determined to drain him as quickly as possible, take every drop of his hot load and she sucked and sucked and he was soon close, she knew he was incredibly turned on too.

He came in her mouth and it splashed the back of her mouth and went straight down her throat. Her cheeks bulged as his second and third cumshots filled her mouth with hot creamy cum and she swallowed. He grunted and launched another big cumshot into her mouth and she guessed his load was so big because he was so turned on. There were a couple of smaller spurts that she dealt with quickly and then she did Claudia's trick and she sucked hard and pumped his cock with one shiny red gloved hand until he groaned loudly again and she drew one final large cumshot out of his penis that exploded into her mouth and she twirled it around his cock with her tongue before she swallowed it down. She now liked the taste of his cum and loved how it exploded into her mouth and how much pleasure it gave him. She let his cock slide slowly out of her mouth, kissed his shaft and got to her feet. They then shared what was possibly the most passionate kiss they'd ever had.

She took his hand and led him over to the bed and they kissed and cuddled. She in her thigh high boots and long PVC opera gloves which creaked and made a lot of noise as the PVC rubbed against PVC but this also turned them on and they both loved it. A long time later they lay looking at each other's faces, both so thankful they had found their way back to each other and they eventually dozed off for a bit.

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They were most of the way down the stairs later, thinking about lunch when Zara caught sight of herself in the large hall mirror at the bottom of the stairs and she thought she looked so sexy and she was so turned on again. She reached the bottom and turned and told him to stop. He was on the penultimate step, looking a bit mystified and she then jerked his briefs down and began stroking his flaccid cock with a shiny red gloved hand. She wanted to suck him off again.

Laurent also loved how she looked in the mirror and he couldn't believe she was going to blow him again and this time standing up. She put one magnificent boot on the first step and clamped down on his cock with her full red lips. She swept her incredible coat to one side and pulled an arse cheek open so he could see the sparkling red diamond jewelled head of her butt plug and he also loved looking at the gleaming backs of her boots with their five inch stiletto heels. These boots were skin tight and he loved how they gripped her thighs and looked so damn sexy and all this together with her beautiful mouth on his cock had him rock hard.

"Aaaaahhhhh, fuck yeah!" he moaned.

He looked down at her and saw her beautiful pierced breasts were falling out of her coat. He wanted to suck on them but she was the one in control, and she ran her lips up and down his cock and he watched in the mirror as her head bobbed up and down. He was close and he half shouted:

"I'm going to come, aaahhhhhh."

And she withdrew his cock and opened her mouth wide while jerking his dick. He looked down as his first cumshot went straight into her mouth but the second splashed her cheek. He came again and again as she continued to jerk him and long streams of white cum flooded her tongue. She got two smaller spurts out of his penis before engulfing his cock with her beautiful red lips and sucking with everything she had until he came hard again with a loud grunt and she swallowed but continued to suck the remaining drops of cum from his dick until she was satisfied she had completely drained him and taken all his hot load.

She kissed him on the lips and told him to open a bottle of wine and order some Chinese takeaway while she cleaned up and redid her makeup. They ate it while they watched some shows on Netflix, drank some red wine and cuddled on the couch and then Zara nearly made him choke on his wine.

"I want it in the ass Laurent," and he asked her to repeat herself, not sure if he'd heard right but certainly hoping he had.

"I said, I want your cock in my ass. It's time, I'm ready and I really want to experience it."

"Ok you know I'm up for it whenever you want Zara."

"Well right now," and she got up, took off her magnificent coat and laid it down on the couch.

She went over to a chair and kneeled down on her booted knees. She thought she might have to stroke him or blow him to get him hard but he was already fully erect and she guessed her telling him she wanted anal sex for the first time in their marriage was more than sufficient to get him hard. She told him there was lube in a cupboard and he fetched it noting she'd obviously planned this. She was seriously turned on but so was he, neither of them had ever had anal sex. He also adored how her legs looked endless in the boots and how they gripped her thighs tightly and the contrast between the shiny black PVC and the few centimetres of milky white thigh just below her crotch. She moaned as he slowly pulled out the butt plug and placed it on some tissues on the coffee table. He coated his dick with lube and gave her one final chance to back out.

"Are you sure Zara?" and she looked back over her shoulder.

"Yes, put it in my ass! I want it in my ass!" she urged, and he positioned his cock at the entrance to her anal passage and began to push in.

She gasped as the tip of his penis went into her rosebud and slipped past her sphincter. He continued to push and she groaned as he stretched and stretched her. She reached back to pull the cheeks of her arse wider to aid his entry and he pushed and pushed again until her ass pulled almost its entire length in. She was breathing heavily and he gave her a few moments to adjust before he began to move. Zara had had a moment when she felt a little discomfort, his cock was bigger than any of the butt plugs she'd used, but it soon passed and now she was enjoying the sensation of having her ass stretched more and more as he thrust his throbbing cock into her. She gripped the back of the chair and began to moan.

"Aaahhhhh yeah, fill me!" and then she shrieked when he slapped her ass. Where the fuck did that come from? He was meant to be submissive. And she shrieked again when he slapped her other arse cheek and she loved it. He fucked her with long smooth strokes and grabbed her hair, pulling her head back to kiss her before letting her go and slapping her ass again and she began to push back too joining in with his rhythm and it felt so good. Why hadn't they tried this years ago?

"Fuck my ass Laurent! Ride it hard!" she cried, and she gasped as he picked up the pace and thrust deeper and deeper into her, penetrating much further than any of the butt plugs she'd used and he was enjoying the velvety sensation of his cock in her ass. She reached back and fingered her clit energetically and she was close. She could tell from his breathing that he was close too and she wanted them to come together.

"Come in my ass! Come in my ass Laurent! Yesss aaahhhhh," she urged him, and he thrust into her ass with one final frenetic burst and his cum exploded into her ass.

"Aaaahhhhh, I can feel you coming," and he shot rope after rope of his hot cum deep into her bowels.

She screamed as her orgasm swept over her and he came again and filled her with his hot cum. He grunted as he ejaculated one last time deep in her ass and Zara collapsed onto the back of the chair, her pierced chest heaving. Laurent pulled his rapidly softening cock out of her and she groaned as he left her and his cum began to leak from her ass.

He cleaned his dick with some tissues and handed the box to her. She was still breathing heavily but had a look of satisfaction on her face. She cleaned up and turned to him.

"Well, we're not anal virgins anymore. We will definitely be doing that again, as soon as possible," and he nodded and he was already looking forward to it.

They made something to eat in the kitchen, drank some more wine and fell asleep in a jumble of limbs on their large couch. Laurent found he was alone when he woke. He turned on Netflix and was watching an episode of a series he was following when Zara arrived back. She had taken out her silver barbells, which disappointed him greatly, and she had some kind of chain in her red gloved hand.

"I want to try something else Laurent," and she handed him some nipple clamps and took off her coat.

"Suck on my nipples and get them hard," she ordered, and he almost rubbed his hands together in anticipation, he loved her tits.

He was sitting on their couch and she climbed on top of his lap, her fabulous thigh boots either side of him. He kissed one breast and licked the nipple and took it in his mouth and sucked it and licked it again, squeezing it a little with his fingers and sucking again until it was hard. He repeated his actions with the other nipple and squeezed the first one again to get it fully erect. He attached the cold steel of the clamp and Zara gasped and felt a sharp stab of pain and she was about to take it off when the pain passed and was replaced by a pleasant dull throb. He sucked her other nipple and he attached the clamp and she gasped again as there was another stab of pain and she waited until it too faded and she had a pleasant dull throb from both nipples.

He let the chain hang free and she was so turned on, the clamps were heightening her arousal and she thought they looked so erotic. She started kissing him and dropped one gloved hand to stroke his cock and he was already almost fully erect because Laurent also found her clamped tits extremely erotic. She kissed him and reached back and pulled out her butt plug, dropping it to the floor. She shuffled forward, her thigh boots creaking as she got on the couch, and began to insert his penis.

"I want you in my ass again," she said softly, and she groaned as he went slowly into her, stretching and stretching her.

She used her body weight to push down and she gasped as his full length slipped in. She rocked slowly back and forth, stretching her ass, before picking up the pace and then she reached back and grabbed the cheeks of her ass with her shiny red gloved hands and Laurent knew she was pulling them apart as she fucked him in a circular motion. He thought she looked incredibly sexy with her clamped tits and the chain swinging freely while she grabbed her ass cheeks and he held onto her magnificent thigh high boots.

"Aaaahhhh, see how I fuck you with my ass."

And her dirty talk was helping to bring his orgasm ever closer.

"Your dick is being fucked by my ass, aaahhhhh," and she dropped one of her glossy gloved hands down onto the couch and the other into her crotch and masturbated as she accelerated.

She was really fucking him now and her ass was starting to burn. She felt her orgasm coming and it felt different, almost an anal orgasm, enabled by the clamps and her frantic masturbation. He reached up and began to squeeze her tits and she moaned and fucked him even harder.

"I'm going to come, Laurent, I'm going to co.. asahhhhhh fuccckkkkkk," she screamed, as she came and then her husband came in her ass.

He poured his spunk into her and came again and again and she could feel his hot cum shooting deep into her bowels and she came again and screamed before slumping down on him. He gave her a hug as she tried to get her breath back, and she raised herself a little to let him slide out.

"I love you Zara and I love our new life together."

"I love you too Laurent. Fuck yeah, the sex is just amazing."

"Amen!" said Laurent, and they collapsed on the couch together.

They cleaned up and cuddled on the couch, both feeling very satisfied and excited about the new direction their sex lives had taken, there would be lots of experimentation in the future.