This is a story told in two parts. A slow build but you will get there in the end. Please feel free to comment and vote. All will be appreciated. Thanks to all who have inspired this story with their own creative talents.
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Ginny and I had been married for 10 years; together for twelve. Our relationship began in college. We hung out with the same people and eventually I asked her out. Having sex with each other began a short time later. Ginny was a gorgeous girl, at least to me. Brunette hair, 34 b cup tits, flat stomach, great legs and a greater ass. But, as good as our sex life was, it was the honesty with which we shared every thought, every feeling and most important to this story, every fantasy.
We had tried almost everything sexually. But, a year or two after we got married, we fell into that trap of too much work, too tired, and not thinking about each other. One night, bored out of my mind, I picked up a deck of cards in order to play solitaire. Ginny wanted to know what I was doing and I told her. She said why don't we play poker. Best of seven hands and the winner gets the loser to do whatever the winner wants. I smiled and said to Ginny, that if she lost I was going to...She stopped me. No telling. If you win the loser has to do it. No chickening out. Sure, I said. Let's play.
Well, to cut to the chase, I won in five hands.
"What's it going to be?"
"Take off your jeans and panties and get over my lap. I am going to spank your butt red for not paying attention to me."
Well, Ginny pulled off her jeans stepped out of her panties and climbed over my lap. 20 hard spanks later, her ass was red and she had my dick out and in her mouth. After cumming in her mouth and Ginny swallowing all of it, I had to ask what had gotten into her.
"I don't know, she said. It was like I had to do it or suffer some huge consequence. I liked the idea of the card games and acting out a fantasy."
I said to her that we could continue the card games if she wanted.
We settled into playing every Friday night; taking time off if we needed to be somewhere or if Ginny was having her period. We made a few rules for what we called "Fantasy Nights."
First, if we were due to play, we would play. No backing out. Second, whatever the winner wanted, the loser had to comply. If I won, there was always nudity involved. I loved having Ginny nude. I would try to bring some humiliation into it, like bending over and touching her toes while I spanked her or I would have her pull her cheeks apart while I put in a butt plug.
At first, Ginny wasn't as creative, but she did come up with the idea of doing my ass with a strap on. I will say that caught me by surprise.
Our toy collection was growing to include some cuffs, a paddle, and some nipple clips. What was also growing was a suspicion that I was winning almost every week. After another victory, I told Ginny that we were going to do something special. I told her we would be going out but not until later and that, in the meantime, she should be naked. Ginny had an expression of curiosity on her face. I had decided that I was going to test to this submissiveness of hers. Don't get me wrong, I loved it, but I wondered if there was something going on.
It was one am. "Time to go, I said.
"Let me go get dressed," Ginny said.
"No. You're fine. Let's go."
Ginny stared at me wide eyed. It would have been easy to interpret her expression as shock, but I knew better. This was an expression of Ginny being turned on.
"I thought we would walk to the corner and back. It's a bit cool but I don't think it will be too uncomfortable. Your nipples may get hard, oh wait, they are hard. You can wear shoes...this time"
I opened the front door and stepped out. Ginny, a step behind, followed. We live on a street that ends on a Cul-de-sac. Between our house and the corner there are four houses on our side of the street and five opposite.
We began our walk. Ginny was moving her head in every direction; jumping to every sound. But, the street was deserted.
Ginny asked what do we do if we are seen? I told her to tell the person who sees you that you are being punished.
Ginny only let out a low moan. We made it back to the house in a couple of minutes. Ginny was shaking.
"You need to fuck me, now!"
She was soaking wet. Our little adventure had triggered everything that had been inside her. Her orgasm was as intense as any I have ever seen her have. The rest of the week was filled with work, but I needed to have a long talk with Ginny.
After clearing away the dinner dishes a week later, I said that we need to talk. I told Ginny that I knew she was losing our fantasy poker games on purpose. She lowered her head when I said this, looking ashamed.
"Sweetheart, there is nothing to be ashamed of. You like being submissive maybe even humiliated. If that is what you want, I will be more than happy to provide that. If there are fantasies you have that I don't know about, please trust that I won't be judging you. I want to give you everything you want, everything you desire."
"I liked the card games but I really enjoyed losing because I wanted to do the things you wanted, to please you. But the naked walk was the best because of the humiliation. What if a neighbor saw me? What would I do? What would I say?
"I told you to say you were being punished and that you accepted the punishment willingly. So, I think we push this forward and see what you like and don't like though I think there isn't much you don't or won't do. Am I right?"
"Mike, I don't know if there is nothing I wouldn't do, I mean I don't want to be maimed or be scarred or anything like that."
I answered that I didn't want that, either. But, I continued to ask questions until I found a level of understanding with my adorable wife.
"So, if I took you to a sex club, you would fuck other men? Or would you go down on another woman? Oh, wait, you have already done that." I had forgotten about our threesomes with an old school chum, Caitlynn.
"Yes, I would." Ginny said. "If it pleased you, I would.
I asked her "What if it involved you being humiliated or you being bound and helpless to stop what was going to happen?"
Ginny said, "Even better."
I began to wonder what I had uncovered in my partner's psyche. But, if she was serious about what she said, well, I would try to be the creator of her fantasies.
"Now. Are you certain? This could really turn into something intense. I will proceed from here but only, only if you tell me this is something you crave, something you must do."
Ginny was in tears but she looked up at me with those beautiful brown eyes and nodded here head. All she said was please.
The next few days saw us discussing ground rules. I only asked Ginny to be truthful. It was important that we had limits, especially if we were going to involve other people in our adventures. But, what would those adventures be? We had gone to a swingers club but didn't find it that appealing. I mean, I watched Ginny fuck two guys, not at the same time, and I had a nice romp with a middle aged Cougar. When we got home, I asked Ginny what she thought and I could tell it wasn't pushing any buttons.
A few nights later, we were watching a movie. Feeling a bit frisky, I told Ginny to get undressed.
