As I pulled into the driveway, I saw that your car was in the garage and the lights were on in the office. I carried the grocery bags into the house calling your name. Your reply was short and curt, "Lynn, come here. Now!" I wondered what was wrong, why you sounded so angry and impatient. I put the bags down on the kitchen counter and headed towards the office.
"What is it Jimmy?" I asked as I wandered into the office. You were sitting at the computer, and I got this uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach, wondering if you had come across anything I hadn't intended for you to see.
"Lynn, what the fuck is this?" you say pointing towards the computer screen. I feel the color drain from my face as I recognize the email from my online male friend in Las Vegas, it was full of sexual suggestion and not something my husband would be happy about, to say the least. I had been emailing back and forth with this man for weeks, and things had gotten pretty hot between us. The email was all about how this guy wanted to fuck me, very detailed suggestions.
"It's, it's,ā I stuttered and stammered not knowing how to respond to his question. You ask, "Who the hell is this guy and just what the fuck do you think you're doing on this computer? You little slut, you want to be fucked like this? Get your ass in the bedroom, I'm going to teach you a lesson you won't forget!" I had never heard you speak to me like that, and I was totally stunned into silence and scared of what you had in mind for me. You roughly push the chair back from the computer, grab me by the upper arm and pull me out of the office, down the hall and into our bedroom. At this point I am in tears ashamed of what I have done, and very frightened of what you will do.
"You are so horny that you can talk like this with a stranger on the internet, yet you turn me away? I can tell you right now, I am sick of this shit, and things are going to change around here as of right NOW!"
I try to apologize, "Jimmy, I am so sorry, it won't ever happen again. I just felt I needed more attention."
You respond, "Attention? I'm going to give you all the attention you will need from now on starting now." You sit down on the edge of the bed and roughly drag me over your knees, face down, pulling my skirt up over my ass to my waist, ripping my panties off in one fast, hard tug. I feel the first slap on my ass, I can't believe what you are doing to me, I am so ashamed and so stunned at what is going on, it feels unreal. You continue to spank my ass cheeks over and over, one side to the other and I am crying and begging you to stop, but your hand moves lower, closer to my pussy, and I actually feel myself begin to get aroused, I can't believe this is happening!
The whole time you are spanking me you're ranting and yelling saying I am a slut and from now on you are going to control my entire life and everything in it. That I belong to YOU and you will use my body whenever and however you please. You stop spanking me and I feel your fingers probing my cunt, feeling just the tip of your finger on my labia and wiggling up into me just a bit. "You are wet, you little slut! I think you need to be fucked right now. Stand up and get your clothes off. Now!"
I hurry to my feet and pull the skirt and tank top off, my panties are already on the floor, torn off me earlier. I'm standing in front of you completely naked, tears still on my face, my ass burning and red from the spanking you just gave me. "Now take off my shirt slut." I immediately unbutton your shirt and slide it off you. I try to talk to you and tell you again how sorry I am, but you tell me to be silent and not speak unless Iām told to. "Now my pants, hurry up!" I unsnap and unzip your jeans and pull them down your legs as you step out of them. I am on my knees helping you pull the jeans off, I feel your hands on my shoulders firmly holding me down there.
"Suck my cock!" I look up at you, you know I have never liked to do this, but I know I do not want another spanking on my already sore ass. "NOW!" you say, "from now on you will do exactly as I tell you, or I will punish you. Do you understand me?"