Shane was broken. Utterly defeated. Tears ran down his face as he struggled to fall asleep. Next to him, Michelle laid naked and relaxed. Fully satisfied from another night of countless orgasms. Her glorious ass was pressed against Shane's caged cock. His arm was around her, and he held onto her body gently. He had never felt the level of desire that felt in that moment. He wanted to wake her. He wanted to fuck her. He wanted to beg for her attention. But he wouldn't. He would suffer as quietly as possible, as his cock throbbed and his mind raced. He gently kissed her neck and closed his eyes, finally drifting off into a dream...
In the dream, Shane was still desperately horny. But his cock was free, his wife not so much. Michelle was on her knees in front of him. Her hands were bound with rope behind her back. Her eyes blindfolded, her mouth gagged. She had three clothespins on each nipple. He reached out his hand, and roughly grabbed his slave by the hair. She let out a small moan.
"Are you in pain, slut?"
She tried to answer but only a muffled "yes Sir" came out from behind the gag.
"Good. You deserve it. You've been so mean to me. Teasing me. Denying me."
Michelle's breathing was getting faster, he could tell that the clothespins were biting into her more every second. Making her pain worse.
"Do you want me to take them off slave?"
She frantically shook her head yes.
His hands moved to her tits. Gently he held them, as he started to kiss them. He took the first clothespin in his mouth and started to pull. His wife tried to scream through the gag, shaking her head no and pulling back which only made the clothespin start to slip off more. He let go, leaving it just barely on her nipple. She was red in the face, doubled over in pain. He could barely make out the word "please" as she repeated in over and over, so desperately.
He grabbed her by the hair again and lifted her head up, he moved his lips to her ear.
"No mercy today slave. None."
He moved his hand to the next clothespin and pulled on it until it matched the first. He held his slave still by the throat, as she twisted and tried to move her body. Desperately trying to find a way to knock the clothes pins off. By the time all six were just barely hanging on, her screams into the gag had become constant. She was actively fighting to get free now. Shane let go of her and watched as she threw herself to the floor, the clothespins falling off as she did. Her body shook in pain and relief, and she let herself relax facedown on the ground.