She was carrying a glass of water, her current book, and some chocolate thinking of nothing but climbing into the tub to read and soak away a day of taking care of the house and kids.
She stopped short as she rounded the corner and saw the rose petals on the floor leading down the short hall to the bedroom; where that soft red light was emanating from.
She reached the bedroom door and paused again. There were red sheets of what looked like silk and black lace across the lights. The bed had been moved, rose petals covered it and the floor and in the middle of the room was Sir’s bench. A long black table with silver tie down anchors covering its length. Next to the bed was a bottle of wine and two glasses, already half full of her favorite brand, it had a light pink tint that never failed to made her smile.
Her body immediately responded, a tingling sensation, warmth, desire flooded through her; and that is when the world went dark.
He had been standing in the newly painted bedroom behind her, watching his beautiful wife stand in the doorway to the master bedroom. He approached quietly, fearing she would hear him at any moment. When He was close enough, He stretched the blindfold in His hands and reached over her head, pulling it down over her eyes before she could respond.
He grabbed her wrists and pulled them behind her back, clicking the handcuffs into place as He pushed her into the room.
He helped her to her knees and placed a collar around her neck. An audible click as the leash was snapped into place echoed lightly around the room.
He slipped his fingers under her chin and raised her lips to His, kissing her deeply. Then the chain tightened in His hand, pulling at her neck she followed His command, rising to her feet.
He led her to the bench and bent her over it. She heard them first – the ropes slipping through the eye hooks on the sides of the bench. Then they slid across her body and she was stuck. He watched as she tried to squirm her way out, a smile playing across His lips as He stepped back to make her wait.
He had lashed her down while she was wearing a cotton night gown so He slid it up and pushed the hem under the ropes holding her in place, leaving her ass exposed and vulnerable. His fingers slid over her legs, starting with her feet and sliding across her calves, then the back of her thighs, and finally across her ass. Fingernails lightly scraping against her skin. Goosebumps followed the trail He left up her legs. She tried to shake them but He grabbed her ankles and tied them in place against the wooden frame of the bench.
Then He stood up and she heard the sound of something sliding across fabric. Her mind raced to determine what it was; and as the belt struck her ass she knew He had taken it off to torture her.
The leather belt struck her ass over and over. What started out as pale white had turned pink and then red as He struck her bottom.
The pain was shooting through her straight to her clit. Her cunt had become soaked. She tried to push backwards to meet His strike but she could not move. She needed to feel the belt against her again and again.
Too soon, the belt stopped, she wanted… no needed more; but then she felt the whip drag across her body. She knew the glass handle was in His hand. Her pussy started to drip, would He put it in her? She was on fire, she needed more!
He dragged the leather strips of the whip across her pussy, over her ass, and then crack – they landed against her clit. She jumped.
They hit again, striking between her legs against her pink lips, touching everywhere. The whip struck again and again, caressing her pussy, striking against her clit. Driving her crazy.
Then it happened, the handle… He slipped the bulb on the end into her, just past her lips, it filled her, pushing her pussy to the limits as He slowly slipped it into her. He rocked the handle back and fourth, letting it slip just out of her lips then pushed it back into her. His slow and steady rhythm brought her closer and closer to an orgasm.
“Daddyyyy… Ohhh… Please… Need…To… Cum…” she grunted.
Then it changed. The handle disappeared and his fingers gently caressed her pussy as she moaned in frustration. He held her there, at the edge of her orgasm, wanting to cum, wanting to explode but He refused to say “Yes”.
Then she heard the wand. Heard it buzz and knew what was next. He pressed it against her clit and she heard the words she needed to hear “Now princess, you may cum.”
She exploded, soaking the wand, squirting and groaning as the release shook through her. The wand’s touch was light and as she came down He pressed it against her, keeping her clit excited.
Then He slipped the handle back inside her. Like a large glass dildo it filled her, grinding against her sensitive spots sending her immediately over the edge and all she could say was “AGGGGGAINNNN!!!”
“Yes” He almost whispered and she came hard. Shaking, sucking the dildo inside of her, wanting His thick, warm, cum filled cock to pound into her as the vibrations stopped and the wand disappeared.
Groaning and sweating she felt the intrusion as the plug slid into her ass. Between the dildo in her pussy and the plug in her ass the pressure, pain, and pleasure all mixed together. He held it in place as he pushed the dildo in and out of her, watching her moan and squirm in pleasure as He filled her holes.
He watched as her body went ridged again, and knew before she was going to ask. He gave her permission and watched as she let go again, her body shaking from the pleasure. As she relaxed he pulled the glass handle out of her and slipped His cock inside.
She gasped as He pushed deep into her pussy. Taking what was His. His excitement was evident as He pounded away at her. His balls slapping against her clit as He drove into her cunt. He smacked her ass, grabbing a hold of the left cheek as He kept the plug in place. The pressure was intense, the feel of the plug rubbing against His cock through the thin barrier between her ass and pussy sent her rocketing down into another orgasm.
“CUMMM” was all she could say; and it pushed Him to the edge as well.
“Cum with me baby girl!” He groaned; and they exploded together.
Later as He held her close in bed, a glasses of wine in their hands they smiled and kissed enjoying the memory of the evening and looked forward to tomorrow night.