It started out very innocent, she would make me do house work, naked, she would spank me if I was bad, tease me to keep me turned on, make me get her off with my tongue numerous times whenever she asked. I would only get to cum when I complete my chores. When I left the house she asked me to wear a chastity device, this was a bit of a limit but we tried in home for a couple of days and it was ok, plus knowing my cock was locked made her feel like it belonged to her once she had that key. She knew I had a huge smell fetish, I loved to smell her and the dirtier the better, she would make me smell her pussy after a long day's work, she wasn't as comfortable with me smelling her ass or feet but she was warming up to it, letting me smell her ass, once she didn't poop any time after she showered, and letting me massage her feet occasionally. I loved it. For a while things were going great we were both having fun and Cumming so much times we lost count.
But eventually I could see she was almost bored so I confronted her about it. Ella said that she was feeling disappointed not in me, but in herself. She said while this was great she was feeling bad about herself that she could never really have sex and that well I could never really lose my virginity. But I reassured her it was fine once I had her, then she told me that she really enjoyed dominating me but she felt like she needed to be submissive now, she said she had come to terms with her condition and it had a huge change in her. She wanted to be degraded because of her condition, she wanted to be made to feel like less of a woman, and she wanted to be used in other ways. It was pretty hard to believe that the one thing she was most insecure about was the very same thing that she wanted to be humiliated about. But I had dominated her before and I wasn't going to let her feel bored sexually, if domination was what she wanted that's what she got.
So I set the stage up, I bought a collar and leash and made her wear only a skimpy thong and walk on all fours. I spanked her, rubbed her pussy through her thongs making her reel with pleasure, then I would stop and give her a small slap on her pussy. I made her suck my cock, and slapped her face with it, as I began use her mouth as if it was her pussy. Then I made her turn around and bend over and pulled her thong aside and teased her asshole with my thumb, and I said, "a slut like you doesn't get to feel my cock in your pussy, you're not good enough, not that I could since your pussy can't take my cock anyway, maybe your ass will like my cock more", just teasing her though I knew anal was a limit to her. Her pussy was soaking wet so I knew she liked it so I kept going : I bet you wish you wish you could feel my big cock inside you, too bad you won't but if you be a good girl maybe I will let you suck it again since your pussy is defective anyway." That's when I realize I went too far, I saw tears start to well up in her eyes and she got up and ran into the bathroom. My heart sank, I thought she was enjoying it I never meant to hurt her, I can't believe I had her cry like that, it seemed like I might have ended the best thing to ever happen to me.
I spoke to her from outside the door; I apologized profusely and told her I didn't mean it of course. And to my surprise she came out and she apologized to me, and she seemed even sorrier than I was. She said she ruined our evening. She was enjoying it but she said hearing it from me was hard because she want me to be as happy as possible, then she said she think this might be it for us and she needed some time to think about what she wants and what she thinks I deserve from this relationship.
The next day I was all panicked because she went to stay by a hotel from the morning and I needed help I just wasn't sure how to deal with this situation any more. So I did the only thing I thought I could. I called Clarrisa for help. She was abroad studying for a lot of the last 5 years but she visited often and now she was back to stay. We didn't keep in touch very much but I saw her when she visited Ella and when they went out for their girl's nights. When Clarissa arrived later that day, I told her what happened the previous night in as little detail as possible but I knew she probably already spoke to Ella. I asked her for her advice and she said basically, we both love each other but we can't sexually fulfil each other. I immediately protested because I was more than willing to not have vaginal sex if it meant keeping my relationship of sex years alive. She was genuinely shocked; she couldn't believe that, in fact she was impressed. She never thought I would end up to be that devoted, I told her it was not like I was giving up orgasms just traditional sex.