DO NOT read if you are under the age of 18. If you like this story, please vote. I would love any and all CONSTRUCTIVE feedback. This story will probably be one chapter only.
My husband Will and I are all new to this whole Internet thing, but one of the easiest things to find, was of course porn. I particularly like erotic stories, and one day ran across a website that was nothing BUT stories. As I began to read, I realized that I had stumbled across a BDSM story site. Now Will and I have done some tie up stuff, and the like, but this was way beyond what I had ever imagined the limits of my own endurance. I also found myself excited by the graphic descriptions of torture, punishment and sex. My favorites were of women being dominated by men. Suddenly, the back door flew open, and my kids came running in saying it was too hot to play outside today. Since the computer desk is in the dining room, I figured that was the end of that, and I turned the computer off and went back to being a housewife.
Maybe I should back up just a bit to tell you about myself. My name is Kathryn, but most people call me Katie. I am 28, 5’6’’, waist length straight brown hair, and big brown eyes. I am a comfortable weight of 140 lbs, and before you say that that is big, I will tell you that all of my extra weight settled quite nicely into my 36D tits. Thank god for breastfeeding! Anyway, my husband is a good-looking guy at 5’8’’ with dark blond hair and gorgeous ice blue eyes. And his cock deserves better than an honorable mention at 8 1/2”long with a nice fat head. We have never measured the girth, but it is proportional to the length, and well enough to satisfy me! Yum!
Several weeks later, I had quite forgotten my online brush with BDSM, and my husband suggested that his mother take the kids for the night. I readily agreed, thinking that we could use a night to ourselves. I got them packed up, and drove them to town that afternoon. As we live in a restored farmhouse, we are in the middle of nowhere, and it takes about 20 minutes to get to anywhere that is anywhere. I kissed the kids as I said goodbye, profusely thanked my mother in law, and left with a light heart, thinking about what a relaxing time we were going to have tonight. Little did I know what was in store for me!
By the time I got back to the house, it was dusk. Instead of turning on lights, Will had lit the main rooms with candles and oil lamps. When I came through the door, he was dressed in only his bathrobe, having just come out of the shower. He gave me a long, slow, sexy kiss and suggested that I take a bath to unwind while he finished getting the house ready. Thinking that I was in for a long leisurely night of fucking, I quickly complied with his suggestion.
In the bath, I relaxed, and let my mind drift to all of the sexy stuff that I thought he would be doing with my body. Would he lick my pussy? Will I suck his cock? How many orgasms will I be having tonight? I hoped the answers were yes, yes, and many! As, I washed, I let my fingers linger in a few sensitive areas. By the time I got down to shaving, I was on fire! Just for kicks, I shaved my pussy bald, to make sure that Will would see just how wet and puffy my pussy lips were, wanting him, waiting for him.
“Enough of this,” I thought to myself. Time to get to the real thing! I finished my bath and made sure that every part of my body was moisturized and soft. I knew that he loved me to rub his favorite smelling lotion into all of my private parts. I towel dried my hair and let it hang loose to my waist to finish drying.
As I entered our bedroom, the first thing I noticed was a tray covered with a towel, and several scarves spread out on the bed. The scarves were not that unusual, but the tray was a curiosity that I couldn’t resist. I walked to the foot of the bed and reached out.
“No peeking,” Will said coming up behind me. “Those are for later. We are going to have some fun tonight,” he said.
As I tried to turn around, he stopped me, and told me to hold the posts on the bed. When I did this, he quickly lashed my wrists to each post with two of the scarves. With the other two scarves, he tied my ankles to the bottoms of the posts; effectively securing me in a standing spread eagle position with my knees slightly bent to maintain my balance.
He slowly walked around me, admired the view, and gave me small pinches and pats just to make sure that I kept my horniness. As if I could loose it at this point. Before this, all he had ever done was tie me on top of the bed and fuck the hell out of me. I had a feeling that tonight was going to be different, and although I was a bit apprehensive, my pussy was dripping, and I was waiting for more.
Suddenly, from nowhere, he produced another scarf, and bound it over my eyes. I jokingly made a comment about bothering with all the candles just to blindfold me, but his mood had seemed to change.
“The candles tonight are for my pleasure; my pleasure of seeing you helpless, unable to move, and watch the lights play off of your body, oh yes. Tonight is definitely for my pleasure.” And with that, he walked away. I could not hear him and I was getting confused. My pussy was certainly wet enough. Why didn’t he just fuck me?
I stood for a few minutes, not really knowing how to take all of this. Then I decided to see how tightly I was really bound. I struggled first with my arms, and then my legs. All I succeeded in doing was giving me rope burn. Okay, that was a huge waste of time. I was going nowhere until Will decided that he was done with me. I shivered. By the time I heard him return, I was breathing heavy from my struggles and getting more than a little anxious.
“Do you know why I have bound you like this tonight Kathryn?” His breath on my cheek startled me, and I jumped. I shook my head no; his use of my full name sending shivers up and down my spine. I heard him take a step back.
“You see, I learned a few things about computers from this guy at work. He showed me how to go back and view the history of where you have been on the Internet. I found some very interesting sites, my dear.” As he was talking, I could feel him slowly circle me. He continued to talk low and soft, “At first, I thought the kids were going to sites that they shouldn’t be in, but then I went to those sites too, and you will never guess what I found.”
I shook my head no again to indicate that I had no idea what he was up to. I don’t know why I didn’t speak, but it just didn’t seem like the right thing to do.
“I know how much you like stories, Kathryn, and I found some pretty unusual ones” he said.
I froze. I had forgotten about the BDSM story page that I went to, but I knew immediately what he was talking about now! Why else would he have planned this whole scene?
“Oh yes, I can clearly see that you understand now, just as clearly as I saw the other day where your interests are. You enjoyed reading those stories didn’t you?”
I wasn’t sure how to answer, and for my pause I earned a sharp slap on the underside of my ass. “Ouch! That hurts!” I exclaimed, wishing I could rub my hands on my smarting cheek. I wasn’t sure how well I liked this game anymore. Will just chuckled.
“If you would just answer my question, Kathryn, I wouldn’t have to resort to such measures. Okay, I will ask you again. You enjoyed reading those stories, didn’t you?”
I nodded my head quickly, and heard him chuckle again.
“I am glad that you liked them because I enjoyed them too. You read quite a few, I noticed. Did your pretty pussy get all wet thinking about someone doing that to you?” He asked me.
I nodded again, afraid of where this was going.
“Is your pretty pussy wet right now Kathryn?” He whispered. “Are you waiting for me to do those things to you?”
When I thought about it, I realized that yes; I was very horny thinking about some of the things that I had read. I wondered how far he would go, and how much I could take. He didn’t wait for my answer, but moved around to check for himself. He slid a finger into my moist slit, being very careful to avoid my stiff clit.
“The blindfold is because I know how shy you can be in new situations. I want you to feel free, and believe it or not, this will help you loose all of your inhibitions.” He told me.
I nodded again, wondering what was next. I didn’t have to wait long.
“Since I left you alone to get acquainted with your bonds, I presume you realize that you can not escape them.” He went on, not bothering to wait for my answer. He was all business now. “We will start with a few simple rules. First, you will not speak unless directed to. And you will address me as Sir when you do speak. Do you understand me Kathryn?”
“Yes Sir,” I whispered, and he briskly continued.
“Second, you will not cum until you are given permission,” and again “do you understand me Kathryn?”
“Yes Sir”
“Good. The third rule is simple. You do what I tell you to do. Any violation of these rules will result in immediate punishment. You decide here and now if you want to continue. If you say no, I will stop and untie you. If you say yes, we continue. But I warn you that there is no turning back. I will not stop until it is over. No one will hear you if you scream. No one will get you away from me.” He walked around to where he could reach my blindfold and tugged it down. Looking me in the eye, he said, “I am asking you to trust me, Kathryn. Can you handle that?” I nodded. “Are you willing to continue?”
I looked at him for a long minute. I had no idea that my husband had this side of him; me either for that matter. By now my pussy was soaked, and I was ready for just about anything. Although I was still apprehensive, I rationalized that he was still my husband, not some rapist. I knew that he loved me, and would never jeopardize our marriage.
“Yes Sir,” was all I said.
“Good. Then it begins,” he said as he covered my eyes again.
I had been wrapped in a short towel after my bath, which he promptly tore from my body at that point. I shivered as the cool air caressed my bare skin. I heard him move around to inspect me and heard him suck in his breath at the sight of my totally bare pussy.
“Oh yes, I like,” he murmured.
I felt his hand brush my bald skin and I was almost ready to cum then and there. He teased me lightly for few minutes as I strained and wiggled against his fingers. He brought his hands up to lift and squeeze my heavy breasts. All of the sudden, he stopped.
“Oh no, Kathryn, it will not be that easy for you tonight. I have much in store for you.” The light raspy catch in his voice was back to torment me.
He slapped my ass cheeks squarely several times and laughed at my moans. I heard him go around to the bed and uncover the tray.
Suddenly, something hard was being stroked down my ribcage. I could tell that he was standing behind me, but I had no idea what he was holding. His hands came up and pulled at my nipples until they were standing at attention. He pinched hard and rolled them between his fingers until I was moaning from the pain/pleasure of it.
Quickly and without warning, something was clamped tightly to my right nipple. I gasped, and tried my best not to cry out, for fear of punishment. My nipple was throbbing and aching, I was moaning, squirming around trying to get away, until his soft voice penetrated my misery.
“Hush, Kathryn. Just be still and get used to the sensation.”
He stroked my hair and crooned to me until the throbbing became just a dull ache and I calmed down.
