Monday night was sex night, as was Wednesday, and Saturday. Had been for two years now. Both Janet and Dave had fallen into this routine almost from the day they married. Yes, the honeymoon had been every night, several times on most of them. But once normal life was resumed, and the daily grind of work took its toll the three times a week schedule seemed to suit them both. Or did it?
As is often the case, both felt inside, they wanted more, but didn't know how the other one would react, so said nothing. Until that particular Monday, after the usual missionary position and mild orgasms, they both laid there deep in thought.
There is a saying that the female is deadlier than the male and sometimes braver. As was to prove the case with this couple.
"Dave, you know I love you, and please don't take this the wrong way. But do you ever feel... I don't know, our lovemaking can be a bit, you know... boring," Janet said, amazed that she had actually articulated the thoughts running through her mind.
Dave was silent for what seemed like an age and Janet feared she had upset him.
Finally, he answered, "Yes babe, it does seem a bit vanilla, now you come to mention it."
"Vanilla? That's ice cream isn't it? What does that have to do with our sex life?" Janet asked.
"Okay, sort of bland. Don't get me wrong, I love you, and what we do is great... just always the same." Dave's voice was anxious, he didn't want to hurt Janet's feelings, but an idea was forming in his mind, and in his cock.
"Look, I want to show you something. Give it a fair chance before you say no is all I ask," reaching for his laptop and turning it on.
Janet watched fascinated as he opened a porn website and clicked on the BDSM section.
For the next fifteen minutes, she was treated to the sights and sounds of various women having their nipples clamped, their cunts and arseholes violated by fingers cocks and dildos, and their arse cheeks spanked until they glowed.
Dave was encouraged to see Janet was watching intently and her fingers were absent-mindedly toying with her pubic hair and stroking her clit.
"Well, am I some sort of pervert?" he asked as the last clip ended.
"If you are, then so am I. That turned me on so much I almost came off just watching," Janet gasped.
"So where do we go from here my love?" Dave asked.
"Well, for now, you get yourself here and fuck me stupid, talk dirty to me and make me cum. Then we get us some of those delicious bits and pieces, and you make me your bitch and use me." Janet growled as she pulled her willing husband on top of her.
Dave had never known his wife to act this way. She was like a woman possessed. She rarely used dirty words, but now they poured from her mouth. The effect of them, coupled with the fact she was clawing his back with each stroke his cock made into her dripping cunt was guaranteed to make him cum a second time.
For the next ten minutes the sweating, fucking couple used every filthy word they could think of repeatedly until they simultaneously climaxed in one final spunk shooting, cunt filling scream.
As they lay recovering next to each other, Dave was keen to outline the next move in their venture into the world of bondage and submission. He knew there was a sex shop in a nearby town that specialized in bondage and suggested they might visit it together. Much to his surprise, the idea was greeted with enthusiasm.
"Fuck yes, I would love to go. I have never seen a shop like that," Janet said with obvious enthusiasm. "Let's go tomorrow before I lose my nerve."
Late the next morning found the couple outside the discrete sex shop looking furtively around to ensure no one they knew had seen them.
"Come on babe, let's do this," Dave said, opening the door and escorting his wife inside.
At first sight, the shop seemed much like any other. There were shelves with brightly coloured boxes, racks of magazines and DVDs. All showing scantily clad men and women, but nothing obscene.
"Anything I can help you with?" the young lady behind the counter asked, smiling at the obvious nervous and embarrassed couple.
"Well, we were looking for something a bit more... extreme, if you know what I mean," Dave manages to stammer out.
The young girl chuckled, "if you mean a bit more restraining, that sort of product is kept through here," and opened a purple painted door that led into a more subtly lit back room.
"Please feel free to browse. If you need any help when it comes to the less obvious items, I will be only too happy to explain them to you," she said and left Janet and Dave to explore.
Many of the items on show were clearly just more extreme versions of the stock in the front of the shop. The dildos here were either bigger or more brutal looking, with fearsome knobs and ridges on them. The rows of nipple clamps ranged from simple clip-on ones, to ones that were designed to pierce the flesh and would almost certainly cause a fair amount of pain, as were some of the clit and cunt clamps.
Janet's eyes opened wide as she picked up one of the larger butt plugs and examined it. "Fuck, how the hell is this ever supposed to go in an arsehole?"
"Easy madam, it's inflatable, look," Janet was surprised to see the young assistant had appeared and was standing behind her. The girl took the plug from her and twisted a small valve at the base.
Janet watched, fascinated, as the plug shrank to about half its size.
"See, just let it down, lube up and slide it in deep, then pump it up and turn on the vibrations, you will be seventh heaven, trust me I know, I've tried it," she said.
"Care to demonstrate it for us?" Dave said, only half joking.
"Sorry, got a shop to run, but if the two of you are still here at lunchtime... well, that's a different matter," the girl said with a smile as she returned to the main shop.
"What do you reckon babe? Would you like to see her take it up her arse? I know I would," Dave whispered to his wife.
"Maybe, let's see what other toys there are here for us enjoy first," Janet said and seductively ran her hand over his jeans touching his obviously hard cock hiding beneath.
Both Janet and Dave found themselves getting hornier and hornier as they examined the various items on display. From whips to handcuffs, gags to nipple clamps, strap-on, to vibrators.
There were also larger items like stocks, and restraining frames and benches.
"Hello, we would like to place an order for delivery please," Dave called out to attract the shop girl as they stepped back into the main shop.
"Wow! That is some order," she said scanning the list Dave handed her, "You guys really want to get into it don't you?"
"You mentioned a demonstration of this," Janet held up the inflatable butt plug, "I am really interested to see this in use."
The young girl smiled, "Not see, madam but feel. You will be the one trying it, I will be one fitting it."
With that, she locked the shop door and beckoned them to follow her up the stairs to the flat above the shop.
"Welcome to my private space, my own little upstairs dungeon," she said in a firm voice. "I am the mistress of my own world here, and any guests are here to satisfy my need for control.
