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Ordering My Wife To Be My BDSM Slave

I’ve had a dark fantasy rolling around in my head for years now but never had a chance to play it out. I wanted my wife to be my slave girl. I wanted her to give herself over to me. I kept it a secret until the other night when she asked me if our sex life was getting boring. I figured I might as well go for it and told her that I wanted her to be my sex slave. It took her by surprise, but she didn’t say ‘No’ so I pushed her. I told her it would be a good way for us to spice up our sex life, and wasn’t that what she wanted? She thought about it, and while she did that, I moved things along, not giving her time to back out of it.

I had a pair of handcuffs hidden at the back of the closet in an old gym bag just in case I ever got the chance to use them. I felt nervous as I got them and knew she’d realize I’d been wanting this for a long time. I held them up as I went back to the bed, and she stared at them while biting her lip. I didn’t know what she was thinking but went ahead. If she really didn’t like it, then she could say so. I straddled her and snapped one end of the handcuff around her wrist, grabbed her other hand then secured her other wrist.

They rested on her stomach, and the tops of her arms pressed her breasts together. I leaned over her and gave her breast a squeeze. She was breathing hard, and her nipples were pointy. She was starting to like this. I gave her breast a sharp smack, making it jiggle, and she gasped from the pain. “Do you like this? I knew you were a slut.” I told her and a heat spread across her face. I gave her a few more smacks then stopped. I pushed her onto her side, got behind her, and pulled her leg back, putting it across mine. I put my hand over her mouth to keep her quiet and pulled her head back. “Shut up and let me fuck you,” I told her as I pushed forward, entering her with one hard shove. I quickly thrust my hips back and forth, feeling the warm wetness of her pussy around me. This was so much better than what we had done before, and I focused only on cumming. I fucked her hard and barely heard the whimpers she was making. I knew I was on the edge and only wanted to get there. I could feel her panting and moaning against my hand as I rammed into her again and again. I felt her pussy tighten around me as she started to cum. The extra pressure was just what I needed, and I shoved into her one last time, going in deep. My fingers dug into her mouth as I came inside her.

When I was done, I undid the handcuffs and looked at her to see if she was okay. I had been a bit rougher than I planned, but I couldn’t help; I’d been enjoying it too much. I didn’t have to worry, though. Her eyes were sparkling, and she had a satisfied smile on her face as she lay there panting. I didn’t have to say a word. I knew she had loved every second of it and, from now on, would be begging me to do it again.


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