"The thing about a great beginning is that there is no such thing. We carry ourselves around in this world, letting things fall on chance, and we hope that this is a great beginning. Just like I did, with You." said Joe the first time he confessed his love for Lizzie.
A great beginning for a love story right? Well, ask Lizzie about that and her Reddit profile, where she posts stories about her sexual fantasies and asks advice about a marriage that never had anything but vanilla sex and faked orgasms.
"He just keeps doing the same things for years. Yes sure, I would never cheat on him but I wish one day, after years of hints he would get it, he would get me. When I pick out my nicest lingerie, when I walk around the house in my panties, when I snuggle with him in bed, when I kiss him and I bite his lips as hard as I can and I call it an accident, when I let him undress me and touch me and crawl between my legs, the way I tease him, I do it for a reason. When it's my turn to please, I say I'm tired and I turn away leaving his cock hard. After weeks of denying him sex, he could cum from a single touch, but I won't give it to him.
I wish he would finally get the signs and when I say no, he would kiss me, grab my hair, and tell me to get on my knees. I wish that when I turn my back to his hard cock he would force it in my ass and fuck me till my legs are shaking. I wish he would punish me when I disobey him and I refuse to satisfy him. I wish he would come home one day with a bag of handcuffs and rope and toys, and he would tie me to a fucking chair, blindfold me, put some music in my ears and tell me to stay quiet as he plugs my asshole and straps a vibrator to my clit. He would just watch me, letting me wonder if he's even here or if he just left me here to cum all over and over again till I won't be able to take it anymore. I wish he recorded me and made me watch my desperate screams while he fucked me that night."
"I want him to own me, take me, use me, and be the husband I always hoped he could be."
Joe was a simple guy, boring even. Boring at his job, with his friends, boring in bed. But that's not the entire truth. The truth was just too much for his wife to handle. He would go on Reddit every night after his wife rejected him and jerk off in the bathroom to random attention seeking sluts. He was into the submission fantasies, the humiliation, the domination, the slaps, the spanks, the spit, the face fuck. He was looking for a way to live out his fantasies.
And there she was, xxxxx, confessing about her dull sex life, with a husband who can't dominate her, a husband who is a boring fuck. They quickly found mutual ground, they fantasized about things, none of them even dreamed to talk about before, like strapping her to a bed and playing with her for hours, teasing her, denying her orgasms, giving her no choice.
It was a week later at 10 pm. Joe was away, on a business meeting and there was Lizzie traveling a 100 miles just for sex, to a remote motel.
Before leaving, she had a few second thoughts. But she was already getting wet and it quickly dripped down on her long gorgeous thighs, down to her ankle, to the floor. She quickly cleaned it up, getting rid of the evidence of her ever so imminent cheating. Wearing no panties wasn't as convenient as she thought, she will probably drip all over her car seat too, till she gets there. But it can't be helped, these were his instructions.
He asked her to wear a skirt, no panties, and a butt plug. She got to the motel they agreed on. She hesitated a bit, feeling how risky this next part is going to get. This guy could be anyone, and he asked for something very dangerous.
Her heart was beating fast, she was red, she felt that this is just too much, but in the end, she put on the blindfold, put in the soundproof earplugs, the mouth gag and handcuffed herself to the steering wheel and dropped the key.
At least half an hour passed. She was getting anxious, what if this will turn out a whole different story and the cops will find her like this in the morning. Until she felt the car move, and a few seconds later, a cold touch directly on her pussy. She had made quite the puddle, even her thighs were wet, his fingers slid inside like they had a special invitation. She moaned through the gag and turned her head towards him, but of course she couldn't see, hear or sense anything about him.
"What could he possibly be thinking right now, is he pleased to see me like this? Am I, even as attractive as he imagined, is he attractive? Am I a sexy gift wrapped up just for him, or a pathetic slut? What's he gonna do?"
Then the handcuffs come off, and he gently touches one of her nipples and begins to slowly pull, harder and harder. She understands it's time to get out of the car. He leads her by her nipple, inside a room.
He removes her top and slides down her skirt. He runs his hands through her body, her thighs, her ass, her dripping pussy, her arched back, her soft boobs, her aroused nipples, her neck, her red cheeks.
"I am a wrapped up gift after all."
He removes her gag but puts a finger on her lips, so she won't speak a word. He kisses her hungry lips, biting her, loving her. He starts touching her pussy, while he holds her neck and devours her mouth. Then, as it's getting more intense, she tries to touch his hands and push his fingers inside of her. The next few seconds are a complete stop to everything he was doing, she almost feels like she is suddenly alone in the room.
Then a painful slap hits her ass, she jumps forward and lets out a whimper. He cowers her mouth and spanks her again, then he lets go. The next spank is coming, and she squeals again and tries to stop his hand. He slaps her across the face, shuts her mouth again, and spanks her a few more times.
He takes his hands off her again, but this time she stays silent, she understands.
"It's not my place to speak or touch him."
He puts the gag back on and pulls her hands to the back, handcuffing them together.
She is thrown into the bed and without a second of warning, she feels a rock hard dick fucking her really fast and rough. She breathes fast and his cock feels like the sweetest relief after hours of dripping, but she knows better than to try and make a sound.
He puts his hand around her and grabs her boobs, plays with her nipples, wraps his fingers around them, pinches them. Then he holds her neck and starts to choke her harder and harder until she can barely breathe.
She is getting really close to orgasm, she can't take it anymore, and she starts to moan and move her hips to arch her pussy into his cock.
He seemingly allows it, a few seconds pass and there is no retaliation, no slaps, he just keeps giving it to her.
"Oh God, I'm almost there, please go on," she thinks to herself.
And then he stops. A few minutes pass, she actually thinks he left this time.
"Maybe he wanted to get me close to cumming and then leave me here unable to escape? Maybe I upset him, and I was disobedient so this is the punishment I get?"
She starts wandering around the room, hitting all kinds of objects, not even being able to find the door.
Then an unimaginable pain hits her butt. Again and again, really fast, she doesn't even have time to react, she just runs forward in a panic until she hits a wall. He is whipping her with his belt. She tries to cover her ass with her hands and just jump around in her helpless state, and she lets out muffled screams but it's no use, he is not stopping.
Then she realizes he is not stopping for a reason.
"In his eyes I'm being disobedient, he wants me to submit."
She stops making sounds or protecting herself and bends over exposing her ass. Two more whips on her ass, no reaction from her. He whips her pussy a few times, the pain is intense on her swollen clit, but she gets a hold of herself. Then he whips her boobs, a few times, and accordingly she turns around to expose her chest. After a few more hits, she gets on her knees.
"I submit."
He is testing her, whipping her back, her tits, her ass. He slaps her face and her boobs. He locks his hands around her neck and slightly lifts her up, choking her and then drops her back on the floor.
She gets back in her original kneeling position.
Finally, she feels a kiss on the cheek and a caressing touch on her face. He takes off the handcuffs and takes her hand to lead her into bed. He ties up her arms and legs to the corners of the bed, with care and a few slight erotic touches, she can feel the sexual tension build up even more.
He starts to circle around her nipples with an ice cube, she finds the touch of the ice on her warm body very intense. Then he plays with her other nipple to, as well as her clit. Cold and harsh at first, but the repeated touches turn into an accommodated pleasure. She starts to breathe heavily again.
