After a long day taking the kids to school that go and playing with the one remaining at home, sprucing up the house, cooking dinner and getting the kids ready to go to their grandma's for the weekend Laura lays back on the bed after a hot shower and sighs loudly. It feels good to actually be still for a minute; she looks at the clock and sees she still has a few hours before Adam will get home. Sighing again thinking to her self how she hates it when he has to work his second job. She turns on the TV, checks the front door to make sure it is locked and grabs her something to drink before getting into bed. She flips through the channels finally settling on a movie she had seen a thousand times and lays her head on her pillows. It isn't long before sleep claims her and she is drifting off into dreamland. She wakes sometime later and can't move her arms, startled she looks around; the room is dark except the night light and the red glare of the clock. She sees that it is after midnight and wonders where he is. She strains against the darkness in the room trying to see if there is any sign of him and pulls at her hands trying to get them loose.
"Hello?" she says calmer than she feels. She hears something move to her right and turns her head and sees Adam sitting in the chair beside the bed. She can't make out his face in the darkness but she can feel him smiling.
"Why the hell did you tie me up Adam?" She asks him getting irritated. He leans forward where she can see him in the soft glow of the nightlight.
"It's time for us to explore some my pet."
"Pet? What the hell are you talking about?" He sits back. "Untie me Adam and do it now!"
That's when it starts. Adam has a long thin rod in his hand that Laura recognizes as a riding crop, he slaps it against his hand and says to her calmly "You will get up when I am ready to release you and not before you submit to me."
Looking at him with disbelief and a small amount of pleasure she opens her mouth to say something to him.
"Shut your mouth, don't speak unless I tell you to respond or ask you a direct question." Her mouth snaps shut with and audible sound. She looks at him and sees someone different sitting in the chair, not her sweet lovable Adam whose idea of kinky is changing positions during sex.
"You have been a very naughty girl my pet." He turns to the computer which she just realizes she had left on.
"I read some of the stuff you have been writing and it would seem to me that I have a horny little slut in my bed each night and I never knew." She swallows hard and starts to say something when she feels the riding crop against her lips.
"Shhh, not a word remember." Wondering what story he might have read and thinking to all of the ones she wrote she knew it didn't matter which one he had read they were all based on Domination more on the female part than any other. Adam gets up out of the chair and walks closer to the bed. He leans over and pulls her night gown down to expose her breasts. She shivers when she sees the look in his eyes. She had never seen him look so intent on something before in her life and she wondered what he was going to do.
"That was some very interesting reading my pet would you care to explain where it came from?" She nodded her head but before she could speak he said "You will answer me vocally when I ask a question not with a nod and you will address me as Sir. Do you understand pet?"
"Yes Sir" she replies.
"Good explain." He sits back in the chair as she starts to explain her stories. She tells him they are only parts of her imagination, fantasies so to speak.
"So you fantasize about being controlled like that dearest?" She looks at him and swallows hard before trying to answer. She wasn't quick enough in answering obviously because before she could open her mouth he was striking her nipple with the riding crop. It stung at first but the second blow made her back arch and her heart race. Four blows, two to each nipple, and she was wet.
"Yes Sir, I fantasize about those things I wrote about." He smiled at her knowing from what he read that she was already starting to get wet. He rubbed the riding crop across her nipples leaning over to kiss each one. She moaned deep in her throat as his lips caressed her nipples.
"Go on tell me have you ever done those things?"
"A long time ago, before I met you." She shivered as his kiss turned into a suck. "I submitted to one man and have never met anyone interested in my submission since. So, I write the stories to get the thoughts out of my head."
She feels his hands on the hem of her night gown drawing it up her legs. She waits knowing what he is going to find when he sees her sex. He settles her gown over her hips and strokes her belly. His hand travels slowly towards her pussy and she is sure he can smell her, his hand stops at the v and he looks up at her.
"You shaved tonight?"
"Yes Sir, I did it for you because I know you like it."
"Good Girl" his finger dips between her legs and he tells her to spread them she does slowly feeling somewhat embarrassed that he is going to see how aroused she is just by being tied and struck a few times.
"I have barely touched you and you are dripping wet." He holds his finger to her face and wipes the juices on her mouth, before she thinks about it her tongue darts out and licks at the wetness. He takes his finger and puts it in his mouth tasting her and smiles at her. "Good stuff huh?"
"Yes Sir" He sits back down and tells her to keep her legs spread. "After all that is what sluts like you do isn't it pet? Spread your legs for a man?"
"Yes Sir." She replies. Shivering as the cool air in the room caresses her wet pussy.
"You like to be tortured if I read it right, do you actually get off on that?" "Yes I do" she said getting a little defensive at his tone. "I happen to get off a lot on that."
Before she could take back her retort the riding crop bit into her nipples again two on each nipple and the slow rubbing of the crop over the nipples to take some of the sting out.
"That is not how you are to respond to me." He says, "I thought we already covered that."
"Yes Sir, we did please forgive me."
"Don't forget again pet." He pause before speaking again and when he does Laura is somewhat shocked at what he says to her. "I like what I read and I want to do the things I read. I thought about it a lot after I tied you up and sat here waiting for you to wake." He trailed the riding crop down her stomach to her pussy telling her to spread her legs wider opening her pussy up so he could see the wetness there. He teases the clit with the riding crop extracting a moan of pleasure from her before lightly tapping it with the crop. "Before we begin you will submit to me, only in the bedroom anywhere else we will be as we were. But don't be surprised if I make a demand in public." And smiled down at her waiting, she lay there thinking as he rubbed her clit with the crop with the occasional thump against it lightly.
"Will you submit to me?"
"Yes Sir"
"Will you do as you are told without being told over and over again?"
"I will try my best." A hard thump against her clit.
"Not the answer I am seeking slut"
"Yes Sir"
"Good Girl"
He got up and walked over to the bed taking his clothes off. He leaned over her head and positioned his cock at her mouth and told her to suck it. She opened her mouth and licked his cock as he slid it into her mouth. She sucked and licked drawing out moans of pleasure from him. Taking it deep into her throat as his thrust picked up. She fells his hand on her breast pinching her nipple between his fingers. This only causes her to suck harder on his cock.
"My God you have a wonderful mouth. No one sucks cock like a good little slut."
She moans loudly when he says this to her. "You like the names don't you?"
"You like being a slut for me. Sucking my cock with your whore mouth." She moans and sucks harder. With no warning he pulls his cock out and stands back breathing hard. His cock in his hand and he strokes it looking down at her. She squirms under his gaze waiting. He sits down on the edge of the bed and looks at her. When his hand touches the inside of her thigh he tells her to look at him. She opens her eyes and looks at him. His hand slides up her thigh and closer to her pussy. She can feel the wetness dripping down her crack as his hand reaches her sex. His fingers tease her clit and make her moan louder while he watches her. With his thumb on her nub he fingers her cunt first with one finger then two, then three. She is moving against his hand wanting more, hoping he won't stop. He is slowly fucking her with his fingers stroking her clit as he does watching her. Her eyes drift closed and before she can open them again his hand is gone and she is left feeling empty.
"I told you to keep them open." She whimpers and starts to beg when he gets up and walks over to the nightstand. He opens the top drawer and gets a few things out. She can't see what he has in his hands but she knows what is in the drawer because she is the one who bought it all and put it there.
"What do you do with all of this slut?" She looked at the things he had in his hand. There was her vibrator, dildo, clothes pins, binding bands, butt plugs, restraints and lube.
