My name is Alla, I am 32 years old, of medium height, a little plump, big breasts, slightly saggy and big butt. I work as an accountant in one not big, private company. My husband's name is Misha, he is 35 years old, medium build. He works as a manager at the firm. In marriage, we have lived together for eight years. At first, our sex was stormy and very frequent, but over time, the passion began to fade, and now it has become commonplace to do marital duty once every two weeks. I, of course, was this small, but I didn’t want to start a lover, so I bought a vibrator through the Internet in the sex shop.

Once, having phoned my old friend Liza, with whom I was still familiar with school, we studied in the same class, we agreed to meet at her house, and I came to her. She is a rather beautiful woman, with a good figure, she is 32 years old, but she looks younger, she is 27 years old, single and no children. Always with a beautiful haircut, beautiful manicure, goes to fitness. It has been interesting to me lately, because she hasn’t been working anywhere for about a year now, but has been borrowing money for a new car, a style salon, and fitness from somewhere. I thought that she had become the mistress of rich Buratino, just where else one could have that kind of money. But she never told me about it, to all my questions, from where, joked, the inheritance, she always carries the lottery, she plays on the stock exchange. Well, I then stopped asking, tired.

We rarely meet with her, about once a month, mostly on Saturdays. And so, as always, we sat at her house and chatted, sipping wine. Then the phone rang, Lisa answered and went into another room, it is clear that I did not hear her conversation, but I was not interested.

I got up from the couch and went to the window to see what was outside. Looking out the window, my eyes fell on the window sill, on which lay a stack of different newspapers. There was a magazine on top of the newspapers, on the cover was a photo of a woman dressed in black, visible from latex, a dress, she stood in the middle of the room, she had a man in front of her legs, naked and he stood with cancer, and a woman’s leg stood on his back , shod in a black shoe with a high hairpin. I realized that the magazine is dedicated to BDSM. For the sake of interest, I began to leaf through it quickly, there were different pictures, stories, different ads. It became interesting to me, even began to get excited. I used to, wandering across the expanses of the Internet, stumbled across various BDSM forums, but did not visit them, but now I realized that it’s in vain, because this is interesting.

- Interestingly? - I heard the voice of Lisa, behind me.

I turned around, holding the magazine in my hands. Lisa stood and smiled, looking at me.

“Yes, I wonder,” I replied. “Where do you come from and why?”

“Yes, then, I’ll tell you now once,” answered Lisa, “Okay, I'm sorry, but I have to run, my sister called and asked her for help.” If you want, you can take the magazine with you, then you will return it.

Putting the magazine in the bag, I went home.

My husband was at work, today he worked at the weekend, until his workday was two hours left, and immediately began to study the magazine, look at pictures, read various stories. After a couple of pages I was very excited, my cunt just flowed with my juices. Unable to endure, I took off all my clothes, pulled out a vibrator from the cache and continued to study this amazing magazine, and began to fuck myself with my toy.

How much time has passed, I did not even notice, but during this time I finished three times. But suddenly I was distracted by a mobile phone call. Looking away from the magazine, I looked, who is calling, my husband called. I looked at my watch, his work day was over.

“Yes, honey,” I replied.

- Honey, I finished the work, go home, do I have to buy something home? - I heard the voice of my husband in the phone.

“Kitty, today and tomorrow is a day off, you don’t want to buy good wine, fruit, and sit at home, watch some new film,” I said.

- Bunny, you know I'm not a big wine lover, - the husband replied, - Let me buy you some wine and fruit, and myself a beer?

“Well, dear,” I agreed.

“Okay, I'll be there in an hour, I kiss you,” said her husband and disconnected.

I got up and went to the bathroom, all the cunt and thighs were in my discharge, quickly rinsed, I returned to the room. Wiped the toy and hid it along with the magazine. Then she wore panties, a bra and a bathrobe, turned on the telly, so as to distract her thoughts from BDSM and began to wait for her husband.

About an hour later, my husband came, with purchases and a new movie disc, but I managed to calm down during this time.

While my husband was busy in the bathroom, I laid a table in the room, wine for myself with fruit, and my husband a beer with chips and fish. Husband came, and we sat down to watch a movie.

The evening passed as usual, boring and unchanged.

At night before going to bed, already in bed, I began to pester her husband, began to caress his dick, to suck. Husband aroused and fucked me. As always in the same pose and fast. When he fucked me, I imagined that I was the Lady, and he was a slave and did everything I would order. From the combination of fucking and such thoughts, I finished two times.

Sunday was as usual.

The next week I was at work, when there was free time and there was no one around, I was surfing the Internet, reading various sites about BDSM. She came home and when her husband was gone, she read that magazine and masturbated with the help of her toy, ending several times.

On Friday, I called Lisa, and we agreed on Saturday to meet again at her house.

On Saturday afternoon, I put the magazine in my purse, which I read twice, from cover to cover, went into the store, bought a bottle of wine, I went to Lisa.

Lisa opened the door for her, she was dressed at home, spacious shorts and a tank top.

“Hello, friend,” said Liza, “come in.”

Greeting, I went in, slipped away, took out a bottle of wine to Lisa and walked into the room. There was already a table in the room, and there was a bottle of wine and a vase with different fruits on it. I sat on the sofa near the table. Lisa sat in a chair opposite me.

- Well, friend, tell me how are you, what's new with you? - asked Lisa, and opened a bottle of wine and began to pour wine in glasses.

“Yes, in principle, everything is as before,” I replied, opened my purse, took out a magazine and handed it to her friend.

- Well, how? - asked Lisa, took the magazine and put it on the table.

“Interesting,” I replied, embarrassed.

- Yes, do not be shy, like it means good, - said a friend, and handed me a glass of wine, - Let's drink.

We drank.

- And where did you get this magazine? - I asked Lisa.

The girlfriend was silent for a short while.

“I think you can tell, since you liked the magazine,” answered Lisa, “You really liked the fact that in this magazine.”

I nodded in response.

“Well, okay, I'll tell you now,” said a friend, and poured more wine into glasses, “Let's drink first.”

We drank again.

“I will say it briefly and straightforwardly,” Lisa continued, placing the glass on the table, “I am a practicing lady.”

- In terms of? I asked, not understanding at first what she meant.

“I read in a journal that there is a Lord, Mistress, a slave, a slave,” said Lisa.

“Yes, I know that, I did not understand, a practitioner,” I interrupted her.

“Okay, I’ll tell you more,” Lisa said, again pouring the wine into glasses.

We drank again.

“The topic of BDSM, I got fascinated about three years ago,” said Lisa, after drinking and taking grapes, “At first I read such magazines like the one you read, then I watched the video.” I liked it more and more. Then she began to climb on all thematic sites, to meet with different people who are in the subject. And a year ago she decided to try the role of both the Mistress and the slave herself. For starters, decided to try a slave. In the internet I found a couple of gentlemen, agreed with them. I stayed with them for two days as a slave, they did a lot with me. Then I realized that it was not mine. I decided to try to stay Mistress. Also in the internet I found one Master, ...