Their dock was sitting in almost total darkness, only illumined by the full moons light breaking through holes in the heavy clouds cutting fast across the sky.
The summer air was still hot, even at night, but the breeze coming with the impending rain gave her goosebumps and it brushed across her nipples and between her thighs.
She was standing on the front edge of her dock, her wrists tied and stretched outward above her head to ropes that led to wooden beams on the corners of the dock. Her nipples were hard from the excitement and vulnerability of her position. The breeze only amplified how sensitive her skin was against the night air.
The only sounds were the wind rusting against the tree tops, the small wake lapping against the supports of the dock, the ropes creaking with tension as they keep the boat moored and her husbands footsteps and he rustled through the bag of toys on the bench behind her.
"Are you sure no one can see us?" She asked.
The answer to her question came via a firm slap to her right ass cheek to which she responded with a short wimper.
"I told you to stay quiet. Why can you never follow instructions."
"Im sorry!" She exclaimed before almost immediately receiving another spanking, this time he finished with a hard squeeze of her ass as he pressed his lips against her ear.
"You think I would risk my wife, the love of my entire world, be seen and embarrassed out here getting her ass spanked like some cheap whore?"
He delivered another spank to the other side of her ass, squeezing and rubbing it. She whimpered again.
"No."
"No, what?!" He sneered as he delivered two more slaps to both sides of her ass.
"No, sir. I'm sorry. No, sir."
"That's better," he spanked her once more. "Don't let it happen again."
At her side, he ran one hand over her ass. Gently rubbing her big, round ass. Squeezing each cheek firmly over and over again. His other hand softly played with her huge natural tits, first squeezing them up and in against her chest before squeezing her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. She started to breath harder before she let out a louder whimper when he took turns flicking at her nipple rings.
He quickly moved in behind her, reached under her restrained arms and grabbed her tits in both hands, squeezing them high and tight against her body. She could feel his bulge pressing against her through his swim trunks. He was far more excited than normal.
As he held her tits, squeezing her nipples hard, he leaned in running his tongue over her ear loves and then down to lick and suck on her neck. The sensation causing her to almost spasm against her restraints, her body could jolt slightly back and forth but because of the tight ropes around her wrists, there wasn't slack for much more movement.
He let go of her breast and with one of his giant, thick hands and wrapped it around her jawline and neck, turning her to accept a deep and passionate kiss as he continued playing with her nipples and pushing his bulge against her.
He straightened her face to look forward and spoke with his deep, gravely voice directly into her ear, "Say you want it."
"Yea, sir."
He immediately slapped her ass, while never having let go of her neck.
"I didn't ask you a question. I gave you a command!" He delivered another slap to her ass. "Now say you want it!" Delivering another slap as punctuation.
"I want it! I want it!" She cried out softly.
He slid his hand from her jawline to completely around her throat and squeezed tightly, cutting off her oxygen. He then delivered four more slaps, two to each side of her ass, before letting go.
She gasped in heavily, her nipples like rocks, "Thank you, sir," she said quickly and deliberate.
"Oh, I know. But this isn't a want is it? You need this don't you, you fucking slut?" Delivering two more slaps across her ass.
He slid his hand down to squeeze her tits again, immediately noticing that her nipples were incredibly hard.
"Look how excited you are, you slut," he said as he removed his hands completely, disappearing to the bench behind him where she could hear him digging through the bag.
He returned quickly in front of her where he roughly grabbed one of her tits and almost instantly putting in place a very tight nipple clamp.
She cried out loudly. She loved clamps but the air brushing against her skin, the excitement of being in the open with dozens of houses only several hundred yards across cove who, if it weren't for the darkness, would be able to see their activities with incredible detail any day and most nights and the sudden surprise of the intense stinging pain that carried through her nipples.
