I could see he was agitated when he came home tonight so I was apprehensive of telling him I had been playing online today. I had been keeping this particular fantasy under wraps, even from my open minded husband. He knows how taboo things turn me on but I was worried that even he would be shocked.
Our marriage has evolved over time, from mind blowing vanilla sex, to now, open relationship. Between us anything goes, and it is amazing. I needed to tell him tho, full disclosure is our cardinal rule. So over a glass of wine, I looked at the man I love and told him every dirty detail of the conversation I had with "sir".
I don't even know his name, nor do I want to, sir is just fine with me. I was a bit embarrassed when al said to me 'your cheeks and chest are getting pink. You're getting wet telling me about this aren't you?' I couldn't deny that my panties were soaking wet, nor that my tight little slit was starting to spasm as I talked about 'sir'. When he called me out, I was slightly ashamed. I wondered if he would be upset, or even repulsed by how excited I was by this.
After a few quiet moments he stretched out on the bed and told me to come to him. I kneeled beside him and dipped down to kiss him, but his hand shot up and caught my throat. Squeezing a little too hard he pulled my ear to his mouth and in a voice that could only be called hissing he said 'if you are going to let someone dominate you on the side, you will be a whore for me. Do you understand whore' I could barely breathe, let alone answer so I tried my best to nod.
He shoved me backward grabbing my wrist as he released my throat. He ordered me to strip and return with my hands behind my back. In all the years with this man, this was all new. He never acted this way, I was a little scared. And I was very turned on. I had suggested a few times that I would love to be his whore but he is a bit too reserved for that. A bit too respectful, until now.