I love being owned—put in my place; and used. Sexually. Over and over and over again. By my husband. Why? Because I trust him. He won’t hurt me. It took me a bit to convince him of this, for him to make me his little sex slave. The perfect slut, just for him. He’s sweet, and treats me well, so being a super dominate force, isn’t really his nature—or I should say, “wasn’t” his nature. Now, he owns me. And does what he wants.
The first night we tried it, pure ecstasy. He tied me to the bed, completely naked. Exposed. Vulnerable. I was scared, terrified, and turned on. He kissed down my neck and chest and gave my tiny pink nipples enough attention to have them standing erect. And then, blindfolded. My sense of sight was gone, my wrists and ankles bound to the posts of the bed. I could do nothing but breathe, and I could barely do that. He got off me and the bed. I had no clue where he had gone. Seconds seemed like hours, did he leave me here? Then I felt something. It was different, ticklish, and really nice. I didn’t know at the time, but it was a feather toy grazing across my freshly shaved pussy. It made me tingle. It made me wet. What I wanted, I didn’t know, but I wanted something! Anything.
The next feeling was one I’ve had before. My husband’s tongue traced up my inner thigh and along the edge of my wet lips. I was dripping with anticipation. Was this going to be nice and sweet? Rough and hard? Torturous? He made out with my pussy for a pleasurable eternity, and what happened next made me scream. Something was inside me. Something BIG. He is bigger than average but that wasn’t it. Fuck it was big. And I loved it.
He pushed it farther inside me, I remember telling him to stop, but didn’t mean it. Stop is not our code word. He kept going. Forcing it in me. And then, my god! His tongue was tracing around my tiny little ass. That felt fucking amazing. He began moving whatever was in me around in circles, and then out, and then in. I was wincing. I couldn’t move though. I couldn’t kick, or hit, or anything. I could only scream, with both pain and pleasure. He told me to shut up unless I wanted my pretty little mouth gagged. Yes sir.
The pain of the giantness inside me had left, now it was just immense pleasure. I was enjoying being fucked by this foreign object way too much, and he knew it. And then, fuck! Something else entered me. I was being double penetrated!! This was a first and WOW. Sensory overload. In and out of both holes. He asked if I liked it and I didn’t answer. Then he said, “you like that, don’t you you little slut.” God, that made me wetter than ever. He moved both objects faster. The giant one in my pussy was going really fast, the one in my ass a little slower. Both my holes were stretched farther than they had ever been. Pretty soon he was moving these toys in unison. In and out, in and out, and faster and faster.
Then, he stopped. I felt the toy leave my pussy. You know that moment, when it comes out, it feels so good. He then pushed the anal toy farther inside me. Fuck, I didn’t know something could go that far in. Within seconds he was on top of me. His cock inside me, fucking me. Over and over like a rag doll. My tits were bouncing, my body sliding back and forth on the bed, I was still blind and bound. One hole filled by a toy, and the other by my his cock. I wanted his cum so badly. I began moaning with pure pleasure and then I begged him to cum inside me. He told me to beg more. I did. I had came more than once already and just wanted him to fill me up. He did. And wow!! I can’t for him to own me again.