By the time their two children reached the ages of three and one, Donna had been promoted to a vice president of the loan department at her bank. Billy was still at the Lexus dealership, but they were doing well financially. Billy, at 26, still looked exactly like he did when they had met when he was 22. He still had all his hair and hadn't gained any weight at all. Donna had added ten pounds to her 5'7" frame, but her 125 pounds and her larger 35-25-36 measurements still turned Billy on. And at 39 years old, Billy thought she was just entering her prime.
Other than a brief time out when they had their two children, their sex life had been amazing. Billy could be a tender lover or he could be a rough taskmaster, and Donna loved both. But Donna periodically thought back to her ex-husband taking up with a younger woman and divorcing her. She definitely didn't want that to ever happen again, especially with children, so she immersed herself in whatever type of fucking or lovemaking her husband wanted.
She thought back to the times when Carl had tried to get her to get her to experiment with a little bondage. She had turned him down every time, and she sometimes thought that maybe that was one of the reasons that he had dumped her. So, she began reading and surfing internet sites on BDSM. At first, they scared her, but then she realized that Billy would never intentionally hurt her. And the more she surfed, the more she became interested. Finally, one night over dinner, she broached the subject with her younger white husband.
"Honey," she said. "I want to watch a video with you after dinner. It's a . . . well, it's uh . . . "
"What is it, Donna?"
"Well, it's a movie about bondage, and I was thinking that we might try it sometime if we like the video."
"Sure, babe. I'll watch it. Let's grab a drink and go see what it's all about."
So, for the next 78 minutes, Billy sat on the couch and she sat on the floor leaning against his legs. They watched three different women tied, whipped, shackled to a wall, spanked, hung upside down, fucked with huge dildoes, slapped, driven insane with vibrators and mechanical cocks and had their breasts abused by clamps and prods. Billy was enthralled and hardly blinked his eyes at all. Donna had an excited fear building inside her. She knew her nipples were as hard as bullets for the entire 78 minutes, and it wasn't long before she knew her pussy was soaking wet.
When the video ended, Donna looked at Billy who appeared incredulous at what they had seen. She tried to speak, but her voice sounded more like a croak, "W-w-well. W-what did you thin think, b-babe?"
"I . . . uh, I uh, don't know what to say. Are you thinking that we should try that?"
Donna knew that this was where the rubber met the road. She looked down at the floor for almost 60 seconds. Billy didn't say anything, but he continued to look down at her. Finally, she looked up at him and quietly said, "Would you think I'm sick if I said that I wanted to try some of those things?"
"You want me to spank you and tie you and use all those gadgets on your body?"
She hesitated for a second and then said, "Yeah, baby. I do want you to do those things to me. I love you, Billy. I belong to you and I want to keep you happy. I'll do anything for you and I think you might enjoy using my body like that."
Billy sat and thought about it for a minute. He thought how much he enjoys fucking her sensuous black body. After two kids and 39 years, she still had a firm body with great tits and perfect legs. He looked down on her and put his hand under her chin, lifting her head. He looked into her eyes and said, "I love you, Donna. Let's do it."
They immediately hired a contractor to build a small room in their basement. They had it soundproofed. They also bought all they thought they would need to equip the room, and Billy installed everything. He attached a large wooden "X cross" to one wall. It had shackles at the end of each of the vertices. He hung more shackles from the ceiling and attached cuffs to a table that was placed in the center of the room. Donna prowled adult stores and spent a lot of money on vibrators, lubrication creams, clamps, a whip, several dildoes, a paddle and an electric prod.
Finally, everything was installed and ready for them. Donna's parents had the kids for the weekend. They each had a couple of cocktails and Billy said, "We need to have a safe word for you Donna, in case I get too rough."
She smiled lovingly at her husband and said, "I trust you, honey. I don't want a safe word. You can do anything you want with me tonight."
After another drink, they walked down to their new room. Donna closed the door and removed her clothes. As she was stripping for Billy, she said, "Baby, tonight, I am nothing but your plaything. You do whatever you want to me, and don't hold back. Just think of me as nothing but a two-bit whore who is here for your please. My pleasure doesn't matter."
She quickly found herself slammed against the cross and had her ankles and wrists shackled to it. As she took a deep breath, she felt the whip slash across her bare back. "Aaaaahhh!" She screamed. The next slash was across her beautiful round ass. "Aaah!" She yelled. Billy whipped her for another couple of minutes and then turned her around facing him and re-shackled her to the X-cross. She screamed as he whipped her breasts. He put the whip away and pulled out the nipple clamps.
"Let's see if these can make you scream, slut," he said. As he attached the first clamp, she screamed in pain. He laughed at her and attached the next clamp. "Scream all you want, whore. Remember, nobody can hear you."
She didn't know what turned her on more, the clamps squeezing her nipples, being helplessly shackled on the X-cross or being called a whore and a slut. Once she began getting used to the clamps, Billy grinned evilly at her and attached a small weight to each of the clamps. "Aaa-eee-aah!" She screamed.
Billy just laughed and said, "You fucking black whore! That's all you are, bitch. A black fucking whore. Understand?"
Donna had tears running down her face as she quickly nodded her head and replied, "Y-y-yessss Sir. I am a fucking black whore. I b-b-belong t-to you."
"I know you belong to me, slut. OK, let's try this." She looked at the huge plastic cock that he held in his hand, and she began to get a little nervous. He lubed it up and then stooped and began shoving it into her pussy. At that point, she lost control and urinated down her legs as the cock was being shoved into her pussy. She screamed, "Aaarrrrrgggh! Oh fuck! Uuunnnggh!" Billy continued to shove until the whole 12 inches was in her soaking wet cunt. Then he pulled a vibrator from behind his back and put it to work on her clit. The sweat was pouring from her body and she was having one orgasm after another.
As Billy continued to work on his restrained wife, she continued screaming and coming. It took Billy almost a half hour to make her pass out. There were a few times that he was so turned on that he almost blew his load into his pants. He had to admit to himself that he was loving using his wife's body like this. But he was just beginning. He unclasped her while she was unconscious and bent her over the table. He lubed his cock and then shoved it roughly into her ass and pounded her ass until he blew his load deep into her bowels just as she was regaining consciousness.
She lay on the table and he reached down and scooped his cum from her ass hole using a small spoon. He walked around the table and fed it to his black slut who eagerly gobbled it down. He flipped her over and cuffed her arms over her head and her legs were cuffed above her to the shackles hanging from the ceiling. Her black body glistened from the sweat on her body. Billy gave her a drink of water and as she started to say something, he slapped her face and said, "Shut up, slut. I'm not done with you."
The thought briefly crossed Donna's mind that maybe she should have agreed to a safe word. But before she could think more about it, she felt the big cock rammed back into her pussy. "Aaaarrrggh!" Billy just grinned at her as he was lubing up another dildo. As he moved the first dildo in and out, she was moaning and coming. Since her legs were up in the air, he took the second dildo and gently pushed it against her ass hole.
"Noooooo!" She screamed. "D-d-don't do . . . . "
