Pain and Pleasure
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Pain and Pleasure

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PAIN AND PLEASURE

Warning: This story is about submissives and dominants. This has harsh sex between consenting adults. Be advised.

Tom Anderson met Lori Sutton when he was twenty-four and she was twenty-two. She was a receptionist at a company he made sales calls to. After seeing her a couple of times when he came into the office, he finally asked her on a date. He was surprised when she agreed to go out with him. He was handsome enough, but a little shy. She was very pretty, but even shyer than him. The first few dates consisted of each of them feeling the other out about their intentions and their view of life.

After dancing around each other for three dates, Tom knew she was pretty and sweet and he wanted to continue to see her. He just wasn't sure how she felt. Lori hadn't dated much, and she was still a virgin. No one knew that, and she was faced with a big decision. She liked Tom, and thought he liked her, but she knew she would have to sleep with him to continue this relationship. She wanted to, but she had no experience with such things, and she had no idea how much he did.

On the fourth date, he finally asked if he could come in for a coffee when he took her home. She knew now was the decision. Let him come in and fuck him, or say no, and have him stop seeing her.

"I think that would be nice." He opened the door for her, and she led him into her apartment. Her roommate was gone for the evening, and she knew she would not be back tonight. She was staying over with her boyfriend.

They sat and drank the coffee for a few minutes with small talk until he finally moved over to her and kissed her. She kissed him back and he looked toward the bedroom.

It was now or never. "I'd love to sleep with you, Tom, but I have a small problem. I'm still a virgin."

He smiled at her and was relieved. It didn't normally take him four dates to get a girl into bed. Now he understood her dilemma and decided to make it easier for her. "I understand and I would not ask you to give me your virginity tonight. It is precious, and it is something you will give when you are ready."

He stood up to leave while she sat there. NO, now was the time. She stood up and took his hand. "Now is the time and you are the man that I choose to give it to. Just be gentle with me as I learn. I've never seen a naked man, and I'm very nervous."

He kissed her softly. "We will take it slow, okay? You don't have to do anything you don't want to do. I won't abandon you if we don't go through with it tonight. I will make love to you on your timeline, not mine."

She was so relieved to hear that. She wanted to have sex with him, but she had nothing to go on. He decided the first step would be to have her see a naked man for the first time. He began to remove his clothes. By the time he was down to his shorts, she was staring at his junk. He smiled as he pulled his shorts down to reveal a normal seven-inch dick.

To her, it was the largest thing she had ever seen. How could she get that thing into her body? She knew it would fit, because men and women have been having sex together for thousands of years, but she wasn't sure how.

When he was naked, he walked up to Lori and slowly began removing her blouse. Her face turned red when he removed her blouse to reveal her 34B's. He smiled at her when he saw her breasts. "Beautiful, they are perfect." He reached out and ran his finger along the stitches of the bra and her nipples hardened right before his eyes.

He knelt and unfastened her skirt. She looked down as he pulled her skirt to the floor. Now she was in only her bra and panties.

He stopped. "Do you want me to go on, or wait?"

She was getting excited, and she thought he had seen her. The rest didn't matter to her, and she grabbed his hand and put it on her breast. He slowly squeezed it and rubbed the nipple under the bra. She then reached behind her and unfastened the bra. It fell off in his hands and he threw it aside. He bent down and sucked on her nipple. She shuddered and closed her eyes. That was wonderful. Maybe that would be what this was like?

He picked her up and sat her on her bed. He took her panties and pulled them out from under her and pulled them to her knees. He picked her legs up and removed her panties. She was now naked in front of a man for the first time.

He knelt in front of her. "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Thank you for giving me your virginity. I will cherish it forever."

She closed her eyes and waited for him. He could see she wasn't relaxing at all. "Lori, I love you. I know I do. I do want to spend my life with you."

He had no idea why he said that. She opened her eyes at that and looked deep into his eyes, like she was looking for truth. He helped her lay back and slowly climbed on top of her. He waited until she nodded, and then he entered her for the first time. He had to wait to give her time to adjust to the invasion. She had orgasms with her vibrator, but it never had been pushed into her. When she settled down, he began to move in and out, slowly at first, but gradually picking up speed. "Lori, let you your mind go. Any feeling you have now is good and healthy. Let yourself go. I am going to fuck you now."

He picked her legs up and began to seriously stroke her. She finally was beginning to heat up. Her original wetness was being replaced with her new juices, the juices she had never had except by her own hand until now.

As she lay there, she was unsure about her feelings. When he was inside her, she decided the die was cast and she would at least enjoy her first fuck by a man. Every time he pushed into her, she held her breath and when he pulled back, she exhaled. They began a rhythm together, just as millions have done before them.

He was determined to make her cum before he did, but the sight of this beautiful virgin below him allowing him to deflower her was too much and he fired into her. He had forgotten a condom, and he realized that as soon as he came. At the moment, the only thing he was concerned about was her coming. He backed out of her and bent down between her legs. She was looking at him like, is that all, when he dived into her no longer virgin pussy.

When his lips touched her clit, she rocked back and arched her back. She did it instinctively and spread her legs further apart to give him more room. He began working on her hard. He wasn't quitting until she had her first orgasm with a man. It didn't take long for her to let go. She had plenty of orgasms by her own hand, but this was the first with his tongue inside her and the picture was burned into her mind as she let go. Her mind kept saying to itself, over and over, this is my man, and he just satisfied my needs. He was inside me for the first time.

When he saw her eyes light up and her body began shaking, he moved up and held her in his arms. He kissed her and held her until she finally looked into her eyes. "My love, that was the first time for you. It will only get better with more practice, I promise you. And I will practice with you as often as you wish, I promise."

He held her until she finally fell asleep. He held her through the night as he slept. She felt good in his arms. She was such a soft and tender little thing that he wanted to protect.

They woke up at approximately the same time. He kissed her good morning and started down to her lower regions when she stopped him. "Fuck me again, Tom, fuck me again. You don't have to be so gentle this time."

He didn't think he had been gentle the first time, but, okay, he wasn't turning down the opportunity to fuck this willing, beautiful, young woman with her legs open for him.

He climbed onto her, and she helped him into her this time. She closed her eyes as he began pushing into her, again and again. By the third thrust, he was balls deep into her. She was squirming under him. He didn't know if it was because she was excited or tight from his depth this time. All he knew was she was tight, and the feeling was more than he had experienced before. Her formally virgin tunnel was expanding to allow him entrance and he wanted to take her as deeply as he could. Somewhere in his animal past, his mind was telling him to possess her body, take what he wants, fuck her until he comes in her.

Lori was happy. It hurt as he filled her tight pussy, but the pain reminded her body that her man was filling her with his seed, and she was allowing him to have her as he wishes.

When he came, she came. They held each other as the emotions swept over them like a wave. When it finally subsided, he kissed her. "You are magnificent, Lori. Your body is an instrument, and you played me like a violin. I will never forget this night. Your face and smile are burned into my consciousness, not to mention that beautiful, tight pussy you have."

She was in another world. If this is love, she was all for it. She wanted to give this man her body everyday if this is how she would feel afterwards.

They finally got up, got dressed and went to breakfast. That day was Saturday, and neither of them worked the weekend. They spent the day in swap meets, open air markets, anywhere she wanted to go. He made sure to get some condoms this time.

That night, they repeated the process. He had her ride him this time, and she liked that. She was in control, and it made her feel like she could make him come whenever she wanted. She rode him until he came into the condom and held him inside her until he popped out.

They spent the rest of the day and night and all of Sunday fucking each other's brains out time and again. By Monday morning, they each knew they would be together forever. By the next weekend, they were talking about marriage and he proposed to her that Sunday. She was privately worried that she might be pregnant, so she went to her OBGYN and had a test. She was not, so she began taking birth control. They would have plenty of time to have kids. She wanted him to fuck the juices out of her for the foreseeable future first.

The wedding was wonderful, and all their friends were there, including his best man, Ned. They had grown up together and were best friends. After the reception, put on by her parents, they headed for their honeymoon. They went to Hawaii for a week and almost never left their room. Tom took to marking a notepad every time they had sex. At first, it was a joke, but as the week continued, they began to take it as a challenge. As they were packing to head home, they counted the marks on the pad. There were thirty-one marks, in six days.

She was sore and walked very carefully on the trip home. She had gotten her wish; he had fucked the juices out of her that week.

They settled into newlywed life like millions before. It was not long until life began getting in the way. New jobs, broken down cars, sickness and a new apartment or two.

Three years later Tom was twenty-nine and she was twenty-six. They still didn't have kids and weren't looking for any soon. They only had sex once or twice a week. They were busy, and it took time out of their sleep.

Lori had a secret she could not share with Tom. Sometime in the past year, she stopped having orgasms. She didn't know why, nothing had changed. She still loved Tom, and he was trying, but she was getting frustrated with the situation.

It finally came to a head by accident. Of course, alcohol was involved. They were drinking a bottle of wine while they watched TV one Friday night. They were getting frisky on the couch until they forgot about TV. He stopped in the middle and looked at Lori. "Are you okay? It's seeming like you have lost a zest for life or something. IS everything okay?"

The wine took over and Lori blurted out, "I don't have orgasms with you any longer. I haven't for over a year."

"What, you've been faking for a year. You bitch."

She panicked. "No, no, that's not what I meant."

"It's what you said. I can't satisfy you any longer. Maybe you should go and try out a couple of other men. I mean, I'm the only man you've been with, right?"

"Of course, honey, you know that."

"So, our sex life is boring now?"

She knew a fight was coming, and she got mad. She jumped up and headed for their bedroom, "Fuck you. I tried to talk to you, and you make it my fault."

He followed her to the bedroom. "Well, I can still pop my cork anytime you let me. So, are you just lying there like a doll, and letting me get my rocks off while you wait?"

Now she was MAD. "Sometimes, yes. I let you fuck me because we need to have sex. I know I will get nothing out of it, but we must have sex."

"So, it's a job now, is that it?"

She made the mistake of holding up her hands, like, "I guess."

He snapped. "Well, if that is the case, I might as well fuck my sex doll tonight."

He grabbed her by the wrist and flung her down on the bed. She was too shocked to move. He began removing her clothes by ripping them off her body. She was so shocked, she didn't even resist. When she was naked, he went into his office and returned with a bundle of rope. He tied her arms to the posts on the front of the bed and her legs to the back legs of the bed.

She started to try and calm him down. She hadn't seen him like this before. "Honey, honey, I just got mad. We can work through this together." He wanted her to shut up, so he picked up her panties that had been thrown on the floor and pushed them into her mouth. She gagged on them but stopped trying to talk. He finally pulled the panties out to let her say something at last. She wasn't as mad any longer. The more she thought about it, maybe a little anger would help. "Okay, big man, let's see if you can make a doll cum." He pushed the panties back into her mouth.

"There, a silent sex doll." He climbed on top of her and stuck his finger into her. He wasn't mad enough to tear her. He needed some juice to get started. He got down, went to the bathroom and returned with the warming gel they had used before. He slathered a fair amount into her pussy and began working her until she finally got a little wetter. He looked up at her as he climbed back onto her. Her eyes were wide open, and she couldn't believe what he was doing.

Now he wouldn't hurt her vagina if he fucked her. He entered her and began fucking her without regard for her. He didn't take long until the excitement of what he was doing brought him to a quick conclusion. As he lay down on her stomach, he looked at her. She had her eyes closed, and he began to calm down. He climbed off her and knew he needed time to think how he was going to not be in divorce court in the morning. He threw a blanket over her and headed into the living room. Before he turned the light out, he looked back at her. She was still and her hands and feet were the only things sticking out of the blanket.

He sat in his favorite recliner and tried to make his mind clear.

He woke up at three in the morning. As he shook his head clear, he looked at the clock. Oh God, I'm dead now. Whatever chance he had to work this out, is probably gone by now. He had left her in that position for four hours. She was going to kill him, and he couldn't really blame her.

He turned the light on, and she was just as he had left her. He pulled the blanket off her and began apologizing as he untied her. He pulled her panties out of her mouth and went back to untying her when he heard her croak something. He stopped and lay down beside her to whisper how sorry he was but was stopped by what she said quietly.

"Fuck me again, please. Fuck me again."

He was so stunned that he froze. "What, honey. Do you want me to repeat what I did to you?"

She could only nod. She had a smile on her face. She would tell him later that she had an orgasm the minute he had her tied up. When he pushed her panties into her mouth, she started quaking again. AS he fucked her, she closed her eyes and allowed the feeling she had missed for so long come over her in wave after wave.

When he had thrown the blanket on her and turned the lights out, it felt like he had finished with her, and would discard her in the morning. Those thoughts brought her another orgasm. When he didn't return, she knew he was discarding her like a sex doll he had treated her like. She fell asleep, revealing in the knowledge she had found a way back to her original orgasms.

When he came back apologizing to her, she had to stop him. She needed him to take her again, like a sex doll that he did the night before. When she whispered, "Fuck me again, fuck me again", it was from somewhere she didn't understand or expect.

All she knew was she had found her orgasms, and she wanted one again before the spell was broken.

Tom sat on the bed and stared at her. Was he hearing her correctly or was she playing a revenge game on him. The more he stared into her eyes, the more he began to consider the former.

He unfastened her legs but kept her wrist tied to the bed. He grabbed her by the ankles and pulled her legs up to allow him to get to her pussy without piledriving her into the bed. When he lifted her legs up to reveal her pussy, he was shocked to see a dried spot beneath her ass. It was Three inches wide and had to be the drippings from her pussy from last night. He smiled at her through her up-raised legs, and he moved to her. She just lay there, dripping again as he entered her. He didn't talk to her or go slowly. He pushed into her and fucked her hard, just as he had the night before. When he was finished, he stared at her until she opened her eyes and nodded.

He untied her hands and lay down beside her and held her. "My love, I am so sorry for what I did to you. Can you ever forgive me?"

"Forgive you, I could kiss you. I never realized I needed you to dominate me, take me, use me. The minute you started tying me up, I was gone. I think I had four orgasms last night, but I lost count. "

She reached over and kissed him, hard. "I think we will have to try that again, just to see if it would work more than once."

He went into the bathroom and ran her a hot bath. When the bath was ready, he came in and carried her to the tub. Her legs were still unsteady, and he made sure to get the circulation back for her. She made sure the water wasn't too hot, and he lowered her into it. He put a towel behind her head, an began massaging her legs and arms to get her circulation back. When she stopped him, he left her alone and went back to the bedroom.

He put his toys away and got the bed ready. He got into bed and waited for her to come out of the bathroom. Women usually took their time getting ready for bed and she was no exception. It was fine with him.

Lori lay in the water and enjoyed the warmth. She was very confused. She loved the orgasms but knew nothing about what they had done to get them. She would learn about BDSM later. Right now, she felt a little dirty. They would have to discuss this later.

When she came out, he was almost asleep. She snuggled up to him and they went to sleep, happy and tired.

The next morning, they went to work, but Tom spent most of the day wondering what he could do next. He spent the day on the internet, learning what he could about domination and submission. He had no idea what he could next to her to make her have orgasms again. He only knew that he loved watching her come unglued with large orgasms. It fed his inner psyche as he watched her melt because of what he had done to her. He would do anything to help her continue like this. He now saw a way to save their marriage. He loved her more now than that first night, and he would have to find a way to show her.

It started that night. He didn't really do many chores around the house before.

When he arrived home, she met him at the door like she always did, with a kiss and "how was your day?"

As she turned to head to the kitchen, he patted her behind. She wiggled her ass as she left, and he whistled.

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