I have been married for close to eight years. My wife is what some consider a BBW, or a SSBBW, she is 5'11, medium length brown hair and hazel eyes, beautiful breasts that sag just a little, an ass that you want to grab from behind or smack and watch it jiggle, a tummy so soft you can't help but rub it, and thighs that are so thick they are better than any vise. God I love her.
The only thing I don't particularly love is the fact that I work ten hour days to spend two more hours driving to and from work just to come home to have to do more work. It's never been that I truly minded doing it, just now and then some help would be appreciated, especially after a truly hard day at work.
Today was one of those days; I got home around six in the evening after a horrible day at work, trying on the drive home to switch to a good mood.
Nothing at the house was done as usual. Dirty dishes everywhere, dirty clothes scattered around the house. The good mood I was working on was instantly erased.
"That's it!" I yelled.
Everyone stopped and just looked at me as if to ask, what's wrong? Of course no one said anything, I had had it. I had had enough of being everyone's bitch. It was time for someone to be mine.
After I finished I switched the loads in the wash, picked up all the dishes and got them into the washer, swept and mopped the floors and took the trash out.
I asked my wife, with mild anger in my voice, "You want to get in the shower now?"
She blew me off, absent mindedly agreeing by saying, "I will after this cigarette."
I knew that meant roughly another thirty minutes to an hour. That just infuriated me more. Instead of waiting and having it dig at me even more, I took my shower instead. In the back of my head I kept thinking, 'She will get hers shortly.'
I got out dried my body and started gathering the supplies I needed for the evening. I was fed up with the lack of help I was getting and it was going to change tonight!
I set about getting the tools to teach her a lesson ready; the silk rope, velcro hand cuffs, favorite thick rubber cock and a few of her other toys out of her drawer. Prepped the hook in the ceiling with the rope, laid out my means of punishment, then I went to get her.
She still hadn't showered yet and it was beginning to get late. I was visibly pissed now.
I stormed out front, after yelling and screaming at one another she reluctantly got in the shower.
With just the towel wrapped around her she entered the room. I had calmed down considerably; I knew what I had in store for her.
I was hiding behind the door as she came in. When she shut the door, I pushed her in the back hard enough to cause her to fall face first on to the bed. I pounced on her and straddled her hips, reaching up and grabbing a handful of her hair. I yanked her head back so I was right in her ear.
"You are going to be my bitch tonight. I'm going to do what I want to you and there isn't a damn thing you can do about it" I hissed into her ear, "I'm tired of you taking advantage of me."
I shoved her head back into the bed. She just laid there. I didn't know if it was from shock, terror, if she felt bad or if I had hurt her. I really didn't care either.
"Stand up," I said.
She didn't move, just stared at me with those big hazel eyes of hers.
"I said stand the fuck up!"
When she got to her feet I could see her eyes were red like she was about to cry but trying to hold it in.
"Give me your hands," I demanded.
When she didn't move again I slapped her right tit as hard as I could. SMACK! It began to redden as soon as I made contact. Instantly I had what I wanted. I put the cuffs on her, and pulled her close.
"You don't like being hit? Then listen, it's only going to get harder and more painful if you don't. Do you understand me?"
She did exactly what I thought she would. She didn't answer.
SMACK!!! I slapped her other tit and she started nodding her head so fast it was like she was head banging.
I attached the rope to the cuffs and fed it through the hook I had installed earlier. I pulled her arms and hands above her head and attached the rope to the bed behind her. On my way back around her I picked up her brush and showed it to her.
"This is one of the items I will be using on you tonight," I told her.
"How?" she asked.
SMACK!!! The brush landed squarely on her right ass cheek.
"No questions!" I answered
"You will do as I say when I say it. No questions! Do you understand me? The only sound I want to hear is your pussy squirting, you moaning and if you can't take it and want me to stop the safe words are red to stop and yellow to ease up on what I'm doing." I looked right in her eye, "Understand?" I asked harshly.
She nodded again.
"Good, that's what I wanted to hear."
I took the rest of the rope I had and wrapped it around each of her breast as tightly as I could.
"This takes them out of being smacked for the time being," I told her.
"Fuck you, stop this shit now and let me go," she spat at me.
SMACK! My hand met her cheek hard, and the cheek reddened as soon as I hit her. Her eyes started tearing up again.
"What you think just because I said I won't hit them like that you're in the clear?" I laughed, as I walked around behind her. "Spread your legs bitch."
She did but it was way too slow for my liking.
SMACK!, the brush landed on her left ass cheek.
I took her two silver bullets and slid them into her sopping wet cunt. My hand was instantly soaked. I offered them to her.
"Clean them off slut. You like me treating you this way don't you?" I asked.
She just hung her head and wouldn't look at me. She knew she was drenched, and knew I knew the answer already. She could feel it dripping down her thighs.
