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Thread: My wife, my slave (Prince & Semper Fi)

Kat moved to sit cross legged as it was more comfortable for her as she listened to him. She raised a brow, not entirely sure she believed him, that he has simply been hiding this side of him from her for so long. But at the moment she wasn't in a place to question him. So she simply nodded Well, I would be lying if I said that I didn't enjoy it, clearly. She says with a slight chuckle, she was sure her reaction bluntly told him that she liked this side of him. And it made her curious as to how their sex life would change because of this. She shivers a bit at his words, when he says that she was his. Kat wasn't sure he had ever said that before, claimed her, at least not so bluntly and to her face. But again she simply nods, then she smirks a bit. Yes I understand. She says softly I will be your slut anywhere you want me to be. She says plainly, meeting his gaze as she sits across from him on the bed. Kat began to wonder what else he had planned for the night, if anything. He had caught her off guard with this display of dominance and it made her wonder if he had planned all of this out or if it had been more of a spur of the moment thing. Her heart rate had slowed and her breathing had evened back out as the two talked and watched each other. Kat no longer felt buzzed, at least not from the alcohol, she did sort of feel like she was on a different kind of high though, one that was much, much more enjoyable than any affect the alcohol could give.
Thread: My wife, my slave (Prince & Semper Fi)

Greg smiled as she said she would be his slut. It was an incredible thing to hear from his prude wife's mouth and sent a shiver down his body. It was incredible how much fun he'd had already and he'd only gotten a blowjob. Kat wasn't even undressed, he'd left her tank top on and only pulled her pajama pants down to her knees yet she'd apparently had a huge orgasm and a good time. As much as he wanted to hug her and kiss her sweetly, he knew that wouldn't help his need to retain his position as her master. They could be romantic and sweet all they wanted tomorrow, but at night, he wanted to reinforce that she was his little plaything, a slut to be used and abused for his pleasure. Her own enjoyment just a gift or a training tool to make her serve him better. He gave her a little grin as she spoke and then nodded at her pillow as if for her to lie down. If you obey me, I'll make sure you get rewarded. Otherwise, I'm not going to be afraid to discipline you. For now, I'm tired and you've sucked my cock well, for the first time, he said. You can go to sleep knowing you made me happy, which is all you should care about. We'll discuss what I want next tomorrow night. I'm not holding back any more and I expect you to do what I want, when I need it. He leaned forward and kissed her cheek softly, whispering in her ear, Good night, my little slut. Then he rolled over and placed his head on his pillow, truly tired now after the anticipation and planning he had all night in preparation for this encounter. Within seconds, he was fast asleep.
Thread: My wife, my slave (Prince & Semper Fi)

Kat watches him as he talks, occasionally nodding her head, she knew he wasn't bluffing when he said he would discipline her. She was glad that he wouldn't be holding anything back anymore. She smiled gently when he kissed her cheek, saying goodnight. She shifted and tugged her pajama pants back up before stretching out on her side of the bed. It took her a little while to calm her mind enough to fall asleep. The next morning she was up by 7am, dressed and out for a dog with Nitro. Her mind never drifted far from thoughts about her husband and what had happened last night, and what would happen tonight. She had to admit she was beyond excited, and a little nervous. After all this was new territory for her, it so far has been pretty different from what she's read, the emotions much more intense. She spent most of the day catching up on all the crap that she never got done turning the week because of her job. But she did it all on auto-pilot. She trusted Greg implicitly, and knew that he would only cause her pain that she would ultimately enjoy, but still she couldn't help be more than a little nervous. He hadn't said a word about anything, and had acted as normal as always. Which oddly enough had only made her more curious and more nervous. He was so calm, so casual, like they had been doing this for years, not like it was uncharted territory for both of them. She had no real way of finding out what he had in mind for the night, and honestly a part of her wanted to be surprised. She finished the laundry and the other various mundane chores before starting dinner. It was simple tonight, a frozen pizza tossed in the oven, she took those 15 minutes to play ball with the dog in the backyard. As it was nearly 7pm, she wondered when their evening would begin. When it was time to eat she called for Greg as she cut the pizza and put a couple of slices on each plate, she sat down across from her husband to eat, her pale eyes occasionally lifting to look at him she was sure the curiosity, anticipation, and the nervousness were all present in her eyes as she watched him.
Thread: My wife, my slave (Prince & Semper Fi)

Mark felt like a different man the next day. It was hard to pin down what had changed, but there was a subtle difference between Kat and himself. The unspoken events of the prior night were lingering in their minds, but the thought of what might happen tonight loomed larger in both their heads. Kat seemed her normal self and Mark went out of his way to act as usual, but the tension and energy between them was markedly different. Kat seemed to be just a tad bit more attentive to him, watching him and maybe being a bit more deferential. When he slipped behind her at some point during the day to give her a casual kiss on her cheek and grab her ass playfully, she tensed and stared at him wide-eyed, breath quickening in anticipation of something more. She seemed to have a bit of glow and there were none of the petty squabbles and little spats that married couples often had. It was a wonderful day all around. And Mark had spent the day preparing for the night as well. He had made a special trip to an adult store in the afternoon and hidden some items in their bedroom for later. This was all still new to him, so he planned on experimenting a bit with Kat to find out what really turned her on. And also, of course, what really turned him on. He was beginning to realize that she seemed to get off on submitting to him and that if he continued to prove his dominance, it would be more about satisfying his needs than necessarily having to discover her pleasure spots. Fuck, she had cum from sucking his dick last night, he remembered with a smile, and he wasn't going to fall into his old trap of trying to find ways to please her in the bedroom anymore. She'd get her pleasure if he got off, or as a reward. He smiled as they made typical conversation at dinner. The tension had been building and he could see how Kat was full of nervous energy as they ate. She was like a tightly wound coil, ready to burst and eager to see what he had planned for the night. Mark took his time, enjoying her anticipation and the uncertainty she still had. He wondered idly if she was already aroused, damp at just the thought of what he might do to her later tonight as she sat across from him fully clothed. Finally, he rose from the table and stretched. It's early, but I think I'm ready for bed. Why don't you clean up and join me. You are fine with going to bed early? he asked the last as a question, but his tone made it more of a command. He turned and headed back to the bedroom. He didn't get undressed, but instead got out some of the items he had purchased earlier. He tossed a pair of handcuffs, a blindfold and a vibrator onto the bed and sat in the leather chair in the corner of their bedroom to wait for Kat to come in.
Thread: My wife, my slave (Prince & Semper Fi)

Kat tilts her head at words, Sure, I'll be in, in a few minutes. She says, she was sure he had something planned, otherwise he wouldn't be wanting to go to bed so early, right? But he acted so calm and hadn't said a word about anything. After he left, she gathered their plates as she eyed her dog Well, this will be interesting. She murmurs. She puts the leftovers away, and loads the dishwasher, starting it. She feeds the dog, then does her usual walk around the main level, insuring all doors and windows were locked. Once she was satisfied that they were she heads upstairs. Her anticipation was building rapidly, as was the nervousness but ultimately it was drowned out by the excitement. She steps into the room quietly, shutting the door behind her. Kat's pale eyes first land on her husband, meeting his gaze gently, then her eyes drifted to the objects on a the bed, and she couldn't help the little quiver that raced through her body. She indeed had been slightly aroused for most of the day, thinking about and imagining tonight, but that arousal now came to the front of her mind as she looked at the three objects and imagining the fun they would have with them. She wasn't entirely sure what to do or where to go, so she simply stood beside the closed door, turning her attention back to her husband as she watched him, her eyes filled with anticipation and curiosity and just a bit of nervousness. She smiled lightly It certainly seems like you have something fun planned. She says, another soft shiver racing through her. Kat still found it hard to believe that her usually sweet, gentle husband must have gone to an adult store to purchase these items, off-handedly she wonders if he bought anything else that he wasn't showing.
Thread: My wife, my slave (Prince & Semper Fi)

Greg grinned at his wife as she walked in. He could see her nervous excitement at the toys strewn on the bed. The air was electric with both their anticipation, so very different than the chorish nature of their old bedtime routine. She spoke, a little too casually, still trying to figure out if this was just a game. A roleplay she would go along with for a kink. She was hesitant to assume the role he'd forced on her by surprise last night, unsure how serious he was and what he expected. She'd soon learn her mistake. Master, he said and let a long pause follow. Call me Master in here always. He raised his hand which held a leather crop and slapped it against his thigh, making a sharp cracking noise in the still room. Don't get too comfortable slut, he said, voice hardening now. You are in here for one purpose only, and that is to be my fuck toy. Now take off your clothes. You should always be naked in here unless I give you something to wear. Tomorrow night you better remember. Now strip and get on your knees in the middle of the floor. He stood up as he spoke, crop switching against his leg as he paced towards her and circled her. Eyes on her flashing angrily, letting her know he was upset at her presumptuousness and her tone. This was no game, he let her know with his body language and expression. He was going to treat her like his personal sex slave and was daring her to try and stop him. He laid the crop into one of her ass cheeks as he circled behind her, making a meaty smacking noise. The store owner, a BDSM enthusiast himself, had assured him it would provide excellent stinging pain and but was wide enough to cause a minimum of long-term marks. Take off your fucking clothes faster, slut, he hissed again.
Thread: My wife, my slave (Prince & Semper Fi)

She tilts her head at his words, he wanted her to call him Master. He seemed to be serious about the role he had played last night, that he wanted to continue it, and he wanted her to play the role of a submissive wife. A faint smile flickered on her lips, nodding her head to show she understood. Her eyes focused on the crop as he lifted it, and Kat flinched when it slapped against his thigh, the sound echoing just a bit in the silence. After he issued his first command of the night, Kat nodded Yes, Master. She responds, before beginning to pull her casual long sleeve shirt off. But she certainly wasn't hurrying, but nor was she taking her time either. Her eyes tried to follow him as he stood and began to circle her. She tossed her shirt towards the laundry basket before doing the same with her bra. She yelped and instinctively spun to face him when the crop landed sharply on her ass. But she did nothing other than give him a surprised look before she bent to pull her jeans off, then her underwear. She tossed body into the basket, Hair up or down? She asks, her voice polite enough, but forgetting his new title as she wasn't accustom to it. Her dark hair was currently up in a ponytail and she didn't know if he'd prefer it down, or if he simply didn't care about it. Even as she waited for an answer she moved towards the middle of the room, sliding carefully to her knees, facing him as she finished doing what he'd asked. Her pale eyes focus on him, there would be no purposeful testing of his authority tonight, she did that last night and it did her no good, she respected his authority now.
Thread: My wife, my slave (Prince & Semper Fi)

Greg watched her strip with a grin, pulse quickening with desire as he felt his cock start to harden. His wife was beautiful, he'd always thought that, but right now she looked fucking sexy as she obediently stripped with a slightly nervous manner. Some primal part of his mind knew she was his to take, potentially any way he wanted, and that was making him lustful and hornier than he could ever remember. Seeing her body exposed slowly as she stripped off each piece of clothing was like seeing a stranger naked in front of him. Every curve and line was fresh and tempting, the body of a willing sex object, not his prude and frigid wife. Then she forgot to say master, right as she was getting down onto her knees. So submissive and perfect otherwise and trying to please. But he couldn't let it slip, he couldn't ignore her mistake. She had to learn to respect him and calling him master was an essential part of that. Up is fine, he said, thinking the ponytail might be easier to grab if needed. He walked up to her and ran the crop along one of her breasts, circling around her nipple slowly and then suddenly tapping it hard with the crop. Not a full blow, but enough to sting. It hardened even more in response. And never forget to call me master. That was letting you off easily. Put your hands on your head, let me look at your body, slut. He circled her again, ogling his wife's naked form and licking his lips. Fuck, she truly was sexy like this, on her knees and willing to do whatever he wanted. He could just fuck her right now and it'd be ten times better sex than anything they'd ever done before. He could tell she was hot and ready, her breasts heaving with her fast breaths as he eyed her. He ran his crop along her body as he inspected her, hoping that the pain and danger it posed made the touch more thrilling. Up and down her stomach and sides, down her neck and spine to her ass cheeks, and then between her legs as he stood before her, rubbing it through her slit and pressing it between her lips. He pulled it up between them and inspected the glistening leather, wet with her arousal. You're fucking wet already? he asked, but it was a statement not a real question. He placed the crop tip at her lips. Lick your juices off it, you've made it dirty.
Thread: My wife, my slave (Prince & Semper Fi)

Kat hissed as the end of the crop tapped against her nipple, sending a flash of pain through her. I'm sorry, Master. She apologizes remembering his title. Pain could be a powerful teacher and even from that light dose of it, it would help her remember his title. She obediently lifts her arms, letting her hands rest on her head, exposing her body entirely to him. She felt more self-conscious that usual and she couldn't figure out why. She was proud her body, she took care of herself and Greg had seen her naked plenty of times before, but somehow it felt different tonight. She listened to him walk around her, her eyes following him when he was within her sight. She jumped and shivered as the crop began trailing over her skin, almost teasingly. It never struck though, simply skimmed along her. Little quivers would race through Kat periodically from the tough of the crop. She moaned softly when the crop rubbed against her sensitive flesh, sliding between her lips. She trembled in anticipation for whatever he had planned. She was unsurprised to see that the tip of the crop was glistening with her arousal. She had been aroused for the better part of the day and it had only gotten worse once she'd gotten in the bedroom. Kat nodded at his question, before following his command, her tongue reaching out to lick the leather clean. This was the first time she had ever tasted herself, and while in general she isn't sure how appealing she'd find that, just the fact that Greg was forcing her to do so, ad she didn't really have a choice, that was enough to make her enjoy it. She thoroughly cleaned the tip of the crop before pulling her head back, tilting her head up to look at her master, to see if he was pleased with her actions.
Thread: My wife, my slave (Prince & Semper Fi)

Good girl, he said with a smile as she cleaned the leather crop. He ran it along her cheek lightly. So obedient. Fuck, if had tried to get her to taste herself two nights ago it would have caused a fucking full on freak out in their bed. Yet now she did it with no hesitation. His cock throbbed at the thought, so turned on by his wife now. He reached over to the bed and grabbed the handcuffs. He pulled her hands behind her back one at a time and cuffed them together. Then he took the blindfold and slid it into place, leaving her tied up and deprived of sight. He knew she'd feel helpless like this. And without sight, every sensation he would give her would be heightened and hopefully more sensual to the novice sub. Every touch, caress, pinch or spank would be all she could think about. And every smell and taste would be vivid in her mind. And she wouldn't know what he was going to do before he did it. Open your mouth, he said in a stern voice, letting her hear his zipper being lowered. But he slid his fingers between her lips instead of the cock he imagined she expected, sliding them around her mouth roughly before taking those wet digits out and dragging them down to pinch and twist her nipples. You are going to have to start at the bottom and learn how to obey me without thinking. Your only purpose is to please me sexually and do anything I want. I don't care if you don't like it, you'll fucking make me happy or you'll suffer. Do you understand? If so tell me and also tell me how wet you are right now. Are you ready to be my slut tonight?
Thread: Wrapped around his finger (Celeste & KingsPath)

The front of the classroom. Darren always sat at the front of the classroom - not because he was made to, but because he sat there by choice. Easier to learn that way, easier to pay attention. He'd look up at the board and then down at his notes again to scribble something down. The young man wasn't quite the type to raise his hand and answer questions, but when no one else seemed to have the answer, the teachers would always call on Darren. And he'd always be right. Okay, so, maybe he was classified as a nerd. Maybe he spent too long studying at nights and maybe he wore glasses and maybe he didn't spend as much time in the gym or out on Saturday nights as he should have. But Darren was smart and his grades were up and, honestly, he wasn't a typical nerd like typical nerds should be. Cute, in his own way, and far from socially awkward - still, he was quiet at times, and the jocks would slap the books or papers from out of his hands at times, but Darren always managed. At the bell, Darren stayed behind in his seat to finish up some notes he'd been writing. He ran a hand through his brown hair before looking up with his dark eyes as a girl approached. Not just any girl, but it was Nicole. He blinked and furrowed his brow before shifting in his seat and eying her. His expression wasn't so oh, god, the popular girl is coming towards me! He wasn't the kind to panic like that. It was more oh, great, the popular girl is coming towards me. No hot girl just walked over towards the smartest guy in class without wanting something. And if he had to guess, she wanted better grades... He lifted his brows, gave a forced smile, then a small wave as she came towards him, unsure of what to really say. Other students had all left and the teacher had followed suit, leaving the pair of them in the classroom all alone and together. Hi, he said, simply, looking Nicole over. ... Nicole, right?
Thread: Wrapped around his finger (Celeste & KingsPath)

Nicole wasn't a fool. She could notice the slightest changes in someone's expression, and she could almost swear that this guy wasn't exactly the most excited person to see her approaching. Then again, this wasn't one of the horny jocks who would immediately turn cocky at even a mere sign of attention from her part. No, this one was more focused on studying rather than getting a date at least. However, Nicole knew better than that, and one thing was certain. No matter the ignorant guy, there would be no man able to refrain from even the slightest bit of interest in a hot chick. In which case, she was sure that she met the requirements for a girl with sex-appeal. I won't waste your time with nothings, Darren. We probably both know why I want to talk with you. You're smart enough to figure it out, right? she spoke, in a rather lower voice as she leaned a little against the side of his desk, arms crossed under her chest. I'm quite positive that you know I pretty much suck at Chemistry. It's rather obvious from the teacher's latest remarks. That's why I need some help. And I have a feeling you'd be able to help me. Of course, your hard work won't go unnoticed. You will be repaid accordingly. she explained, slipping a hand down to randomly flip a page of his notebook. Sultry eyes locked with his for a moment, before taking back her hand. Consider me the magic gold fish who will grant you a wish. Obviously, something I am able to do. Like teaching you something in return... pleasing you some way... or maybe both. she added, seemingly in an innocent manner, though, even an idiot would be able to get the real idea behind it. It was about carnal pleasure, the only way she could ensure he wouldn't refuse her. So, will you accept, or shall I come up with something more appetizing?
Thread: Wrapped around his finger (Celeste & KingsPath)

Darren listened as Nicole spoke, blinking rather dumbly at how forward the girl seemed to be. He was less flustered and more unbelieving. She was just offering herself to him? Just like that? There had to be some sort of catch, and while most guys out there would jump at the chance to even kiss this popular woman, Darren wasn't so eager. At least, not just yet. He fixed his glasses and cleared his throat, frowning slightly to himself. I've seen this in a movie, once, he told her, chuckling uneasily. I mean - popular girl coming to the nerd for help? And then she, what? She helps him fit in? Darren sighed, clearly thinking that she pitied him. I - I mean, I guess I could maybe help you, but... He gave her a very serious look. Something more appetizing? Like what? Despite his apparent disinterest, he was still a boy - and she was still a girl. And he didn't luck out as often as he'd like. What do mean, 'more appetizing'? His eyes flickered from her eyes to her chest for the briefest of moments, then at the classroom door. What if someone walked in?