"After a grand wedding, a wife should be pleasing her husband in as many ways as possible. That's tradition. When a husband displeases a wife, that's tradition too. But what if the husband displeases her wife too much because of lack of sex? Well, that is a problem solved by bondage."
Louise was quickly entered into the world of bondage as she read the previous ad. Her cunt seemed to throb as she read the enciting words. Her husband was displeasing her, but she loved him, and thought of his well being before sex. That doesn't mean she doesn't want to straddle him and ride him till dawn, though.
After they had wed, a day of consummation was promised to her by her beloved husband, Seth. And that he gave her, gaining from her gasps of pleasure and moans of finality as they fucked from room to room stark naked. After that mind blowing sex, Seth had promised her that he loves her forever, and will do anything for her. Louise believed that, and anticipated like a bitch for a treat when he also swore a fruitful sex life.
But what she got was sex considered daily. Which was once a month, most of the time none, extremely rare of the time two.
As much as how sex deprived she was, she couldn't get herself to shove his cock in her wet cunt whenever she wanted to. His work tired him most of the day, probably due to her father's promotion to him as the current CEO, which not only decreased their time together, but increased their savings from a ten thousand per month, to a ten thousand per hour. She didn't need it though. What she needs is him and his love and promises and passion. But of course, life is a bitch, and she didn't get it.
So instead she focused herself to stories of sex, having a vibrator to help her. During these times, she was alone in the house with an orgasm to lose. She had an orgasm daily, once a day, a mind wrecking one once a week, and making love to anticipate to at a random date once a month. But when the session came around, she was frustrated. Seth had lost his touch and climaxed fifteen minutes before her. Faking orgasm seemed like a crime to Louise, so she hammered herself on his cock instead, as he shot spurts of cum inside her, moaning as she blew up on his cock and exploded on it too. But it still wasn't enough, and she ended up frustrated each date.
But a frustrated wife can be done with the bullshit she's dealing with.
With the consent of Seth, Louise bought some leather ropes (only the consent of wasting money, though, but fifteen bucks isn't even a drop in their bucket of money, plus the fact she also has allegiance in the money they have so she can buy anything she wants without Seth's permission). She tied them to the bed's four corners. The black contrasted against the brown, but it is camouflaged in the right dim lighting.
Then she made some heavy dinner, even considering to use Viagra as an ingredient, but decided to use it in later months of fucking. She'd wear a white button up shirt and one of his pair of gray plaid boxers too. She's extremely turned on whenever she wears his clothes, especially his underwear. She could tell Seth is quite turned on too, but rather undresses her out of it quickly. Maybe his clothes weren't such a turn on for him as much as it is for her.
When she heard the garage door open, she made some finishing touches to his dinner, before meeting him at the door. Seth came in, his suit crumpled, his black jet hair tousled and ran over, and her favorite shade of blue on his eyes showing tiredness and a desire to sleep. Louise pitied the man, promising him mentally a good night worth of massage.
Seth noticed in the right lighting that one, she was still absolutely gorgeous like how she is when he came in, even while in the dark, two, she's wearing his clothes, even his underwear, and three, she wasn't wearing any bra. For others she seemed like a child, standing at 5'3 with a chest much like a chubby boy who has yet to reach puberty, wearing a grown man's clothes, but god help him. He was turned on at the sight, and along his straining shoulders, his cock strained in his slacks as well. Thank damn he was behind her.
He gobbled on the food she prepared him, closing his eyes in relief for some yummy homemade food. Nothing beats a meal after being hungry during afternoons and late evenings for months, well, maybe sex. But he decided to eat, eat, eat, before fuck, fuck, fuck. He was in the mood to ravish his wife's body and worship every square inch of it. He got a bit carried away at thinking, as his cock hardened again, but not fully enough.
"How was your day, baby?" Louise asked, hoping to hear his day. Most of the time they don't speak anymore, except for occasions and sex, but she might as well change it along with her sex life.
"Stressful. This hotheaded new worker in the building kept complaining about how he should be treated like a god, and not cramped with work. I wanted to fire him off and punch him in the face, but he's a smart head. I hope his wife punishes him." Seth said, continuing to chew up his food. She giggled, before wiping his chin off of the falling food pieces.
When the dishes were deposited on the sink, she led him to the bedroom. Again his cock raged in his slacks, and lewd thoughts were entering his mind like bullets, so he was thankful once more for being behind his wife. But her plump butt covered in his worn out pair of boxers might had got his buddy more excited than he had thought.
They arrived at the bedroom, with the smell filling up his nose with lavenders and lemons and lighting so dim he could hardly see anything. Must have probably been one of Louise's kinks at getting him turned on. She turned around and he could swore she caught attention of his hard on but decided to ignore it. She pushed him on the bed roughly, and Seth thought they would go cowgirl position again when she announced she'd massage him.
Besides from the fact that Louise was a great cook and a massive turn on for his poor sex life and also the greatest weakness in his life generally, she was an amazing masseur. He rolled on his stomach and positioned himself in the middle of the bed, before filling her weight on his back as her hands started to massage his tense shoulders, feeling the tension disappear like fog.
She gradually moved her hands to his neck, eliciting a groan of relief from him. She could feel the set muscles on his neck undoing like a lock of a chest, letting relief in. She moved down towards his back, forcing her to sit on the back of his knees, as she carefully applied pressure on his spine and moved gracefully, earning more groans as she made some cracking sounds on his back. He was enjoying this action on his back, well, he should enjoy it better on his butt.
Louise moved downward again and cupped each of Seth's firm buttcheeks and massaged them in circular motions. He groaned into the pillow as the most strained part of his body was massaged with soft, slender hands. She spent a long time down there, making sure the tension was eradicated completely from it.
She lowered again, massaging each of his thighs and legs, before his feet. She could tell his feet was strained like his butt too, and spent quite some time there before she managed to get him flip on his back and tie the ropes to his ankles. Then she returned to sit on his stomach, paying no attention to the bulge between his legs that grew even harder during the massaging session.
She took his head and massaged his tense forehead too, enjoying the look of relief on his face as his eyes fluttered closed. After a few moments she stopped and let him regain his vision for a while before lowering her head and kissing him on the lips.
The touch of her warm lips jolted him awake, as she forced her tongue in his mouth and flicked his tongue. Electricity sparked in his spine and he focused his attention on her cherry flavored tongue, not realizing that she had tied both of his wrists in the exchange, until she broke away from the kiss. Seth reached up to touch her face, but was already bound on the bed. He tried to move up his knees, but found them tied too. His eyes darted away from his limbs to meet her gaze as she nervously looked down at him.
"Alright, I have a proposition to make." She said, putting her hands on his shoulders to balance her upper body. "If you would allow me, then I would like to take over our entire sex life."
His eyes spoke confusion.
"There are two things you can do whether you remember this night as a contract, or forget it as a night of embarrassment. If you call me by my name then I'd let you go to fall asleep peacefully, then go to work without any interruptions. If you call me another name... well, I have tons of ideas for the next few months, even years. What do you say?"
Was there even two options for Seth's brain in the pants?
He had always wanted her to take over their sex life and order him around and get him to have her wet and spluttering as she came in his mouth dear god she didn't even need to ask if she'd like to take over their sex life! He'd gladly give the power of it to her, any day of his life.
There was one problem though, but he had his answer.
"What should I call you then?"
Louise couldn't contain it. As much as she didn't want to scare him, an evil smirk took over her mouth.
"Master."
Seth almost came in his pants.
She wanted dominance. He wanted submission.
"Master." He breathed out.
The contract was sealed and Louise had won. Again she kissed him aggressively, before speaking out the ground rules. But she just wanted to get over it already and have him lick up every drop her cunt was spilling right now.
"Alright baby, we need some ground rules." He remained listening. "First of all, you are to call me Master at all times. Second, you will only say my name if, and only IF, you have to do something else more important than your submission. My name is also the safe word if you want to stop what's coming soon, alright?"
"Yeah."
She pinched his nipple as the fabric protected his remnants of being a woman, not too hard, but enough to make a point.
