The Pandemic Slave
This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. Please vote (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave constructive comments. I love hearing from all of you and you are the reason I do this.
PS -- If you have fantasies, ideas, etc for new stories please let me know, that includes twists on existing stories, and I will see what I can do. Many of my stories have started out that way.
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Chapter 1
It had been only three days since the pandemic forced their governor to slap a stay at home order on everyone in the state and Suzy was already going stir crazy. Don had always been her sugar daddy and husband, but now she couldn't do anything with all the stores, bars and restaurants closed. She was alone at home with him and she had a bad case of cabin fever. Her cabin fever translated into a bitchy, irritable and very touchy woman.
For a while Don let her get away with it, because after all she was drop dead gorgeous. Suzy looked like some of the gorgeous characters in the latest graphic novels. You know the kind, full breasts with just a hint of sag giving her breasts the mouthwateringly perfect shape and nipples hard, insolently begging to be ravished. Suzy was slim and tiny with her ribs well defined below her breasts that funneled into her impossibly small waist and tight muscled abs. Her tiny belly left a delicious gully between her slim womanly hips that accentuated her hipbones. Her ass was tight and well rounded, but not the kind of bubble butt that is popular today and her butt was the perfect foil for her flawless, well defined and muscled legs.
She was a very sensual and passionate woman with a huge sex drive. That was one of the reasons he married her less than a year ago. They were both very physical in their prostrations of love and Suzy could not go more than a couple of days without a good hard fucking. She would tease him endlessly until he gave her what she desperately needed, but never seemed to get enough. Don loved this about her and when they made love the fact that she would cum almost continuously made him feel like a god in the sack. But they hadn't made love since the isolation started and Don knew this was part of her crankiness.
On the fourth day Don was starting to have his fill of her spoiled bratty behavior and spent time talking to some of his friends that were having the same kind of problems. A couple had taking to drinking and one had become a dominant, forcing his wife to be his submissive. Don thought hard about this, he knew he couldn't be a drunk and he started doing some research on BDSM and the Dominant/Submissive relationship.
He thought this might be an answer to his and his wife's isolation problems. This could be a lot of fun and train his delicious wife at the same time. The more he researched the more he knew he had stumbled on the answer. He had to surprise her and not give her a chance to know what was going to happen until after he had forced her to cum so many times she had to have more. As sexual as Suzy was he thought he might gain more discipline with orgasm denial therapy.
Mixed in with grocery shopping he gathered the items he would need for her domination and then waited for one of her famous demanding, selfish tantrums. He knew the best way to have a tantrum was to not give in to her seductions and frustrate her sexually. She was a wild sexual animal ( something he loved about her ) and he knew he could use that to dominate her.
On the fifth day Don gathered a gym bag from his car and slowly walked to the front door with his boots leaving a dusty trail behind him. His jeans fit snugly enough to show a tight muscled ass and a rather large lump in front of his pants. His light blue polo shirt was stretched tightly over his muscular chest and was warped out of shape trying to contain his meaty muscular arms. His face had a look of impassive interest.
As he opened the door Suzy was decked out in a short, see-through dress strategically covered in sequins. His brow furrowed wondering what the hell was going on. Suzy flounced over to him and struck a provocative pose and demanded, "Take me out to eat and then let's go dancing!"
Don's jaw dropped, "Baby everything is shut down! All the restaurants are shut down and we can only get takeout. All the bars and clubs are shuttered until further notice. You know this .... What in the hell are you thinking?"
"I can't stand being cooped up like this. I want to go out and do something and if you are not going to take me then I'm going by myself! She tried to push passed her husband with her car keys and purse in her hand.
Don set down the groceries, quickly turned grabbing the arm of his stunningly bejeweled wife and swung her over his shoulder. She screamed loudly and fought his abduction, beating her fists on his back and kicking her legs wildly as he carried her back into the house. He kicked the door shut with his foot and stalked into the living room. Don sat down in a straight back chair deftly flipping her into his arms then he laid Suzy over his lap.
Suzy began screaming the minute her husband grabbed her arm, but she went wild as flipped her over his shoulder and stalked back to the house. Inside she was purring as her husband took her like a caveman claiming his mate. He had always been a great lover, but she wanted more and wanted him to be more aggressive. Still she couldn't let him know that this was what she really wanted. She screamed, "Let me go! You can't stop me from going out! Let me go ... I'll kill you, you fucker!"
When Don draped her over his lap and pulled her miniscule dress over her succulent ass, she knew what was coming. He had never spanked her but had promised several times to do just that if she didn't stop being bratty. She fought and squirmed, twisting her exposed bottom to keep out of range of his hand. She screamed, "Don't you dare touch me! If you spank me, I will call the police and you will never see me again!"
It was at that moment that Don's hand landed hard on Suzy's bare ass cheek, leaving a bright red handprint on her left ass cheek. Suzy screamed, "OOOOOWWWWW! STOP .... STOP. I didn't mean it, I won't call the cops. I'll be good and won't go out!"
Don watched Suzy's gorgeous ass wiggle and squirm, but he had to admit her ass was beautiful and it looked even better with his handprint glowing on her cheek. He gave her another hard swat, leaving a red handprint on the other cheek. The muscles of her ass tightened and rippled leaving an incredibly erotic sight. He caressed her ass seductively, dipping between her thighs to caress her very wet thong covered pussy, and he smiled to himself.
Suzy squirmed her heated ass and despite her mortification at being spanked by her husband, she was really turned-on by his aggressive domination. His caresses on her inflamed ass were soft and erotic. This whole scenario played into one of her fantasies of being taken by an aggressive and domineering lover, but she never thought it would be her husband. She gave a devious smile, lifted her ass a little higher and wheedled, "We don't have to stay at the club for very long."
Just as she finished, Don's hand landed hard on her already inflamed ass and she jumped as she screamed, "OOOWWWW, Not so hard ... Master."
Don knew that she was trying to manipulate the situation, but still it sounded good to have her call him master. He decided to push back and after leaving another bright red handprint on her ass he chided, "I don't think you really mean what you said when you called me master. If you did stand up, strip off your dress and any underwear and then lay down back on my lap, I might believe you." After saying all of that he gave her two quick pops, one on each cheek.
The minute his arm released her she jumped up and unzipped her dress. Her tears had caused mascara to run down her cheek and she was bouncing from one foot to another with the pain coursing through her heated ass. Then suddenly a mischievous grin appeared on her face and she slowly began a strip tease holding the dress in front of her as she slipped her arms out of the dress. Suzy wanted him to take her, fuck her, and send her into the erotic stratosphere and a good tease would entice him to do just that.
Don knew what she was doing and the minute her arms were free of the dress, he stood and yanked the dress down her delicious form leaving her in only her thong. The surprised look on her face was priceless and looked stunned with Don's aggressive demeanor. Don grabbed her, caressing her silky soft skin with his rough hands as he wrapped her in a bear hug and growled, "You are mine and you will obey all my commands. Now, kneel next to my chair."