After being married for several years to my beautiful ex showgirl wife I shared with her my feelings about Dominate women. Although she isn’t into the scene she would play with me once in awhile. I kept my smoking fetish to myself.
A friend (I shared my smoking secret with) told her. I was angry. I shouldn’t have been. I have to admit I am a lucky guy because my wife who usually only smokes at parties, has smoked for me while playing out fantasies of mine. I still kept my favorite fantasy of cock torture, with a cigarette, to myself. One night after a couple of glasses of wine she retired into the bedroom to iron something. I followed her and was in a particularly sexy mood, so I pulled out my extra hard cock and laid it before her on the ironing board. She warned me to remove it or she would burn it. I glared at her with a defiant look, and didn’t move a muscle. She warned me again. My eyes were glazed with a look of fear and lust but didn’t move. She quickly touched it with the iron. I didn’t feel it that much. She warned me again that she would really burn it if I didn’t remove it. I wouldn't, I couldn't. So she pressed down several times on the head of my cock. Of course it hurt like hell, but all I though about was her crushing out a cigarette on me instead.
Healing took a little longer than it should have because every time I looked at it I became erect. A short while later I told her about the cigarette torture fantasies.
Recently she smoked for me and tortured my cock, this has happened only once, so far, but I look forward to or next play session. Oh yes, the iron did leave a permanent mark.
