Submitting to Her (35 page)

"I'm not sure this should all be such a treat
to you," he said, withdrawing from her. "I feel you need to be
punished for what you're doing to your husband."

"Yes, sir."

"Bend over, kiss the floor."

She did as he told her, leaned down to kiss
the ground like the Pope after stepping off an airplane, ass
pointed up in the air along with her bound hands, which ached as
they remained locked behind her back. She heard him walk round
behind her, and felt so terribly exposed, her pussy and ass
directed up where he could see them.

Zoey jumped as she felt his hand touch her
pussy again, pressing at her wet flesh, penetrating her overly
lubricated hole.

"You're nice and tight, Zoey," he said,
giving her a playful slap on her cheek. "I'm surprised - for
someone that apparently shaves her pussy when she goes to
conferences in the hope of meeting nice young executives
afterwards."

"I don't…" she insisted. "This is the first
time."

He slapped her ass again, harder this time.
"You're not lying to me, are you, Zoey?"

"No, sir. Honestly."

"It doesn't matter to me if you whore it
around at conferences - it's only your poor old hubby sitting
quietly at home waiting for you who's going to feel sore."

"It was partly his idea," she wailed as
another sharp slap struck her.

He stopped, and she felt the heat spreading
across her buttocks from the sharp contact, knew her cheeks must
have looked all rosy red by now.

"So your husband is happy for you to do
anything tonight?"

"He said he wants me to have a good
time."

"He say how much of a good time he wants you
to have?"

"He said I can do as I like, as long as I
come home to him and tell him everything that happened."

"You're going to tell him I put my fingers
inside your pussy?"

As he asked her this, she felt his hand
snaking back into her pussy, his fingers seeking out the source of
her wetness, filling her, making her want something more in there,
something bigger. Making her feel so dirty, so wrong.

"Yes sir."

"You'll tell him you sucked my cock?"

"Yes, sir."

"What about fucking you, Zoey? Will you tell
him I fucked you? That I put my big dick inside you, stretched your
pussy with it?"

He heard her gasp, and apparently enjoyed the
anticipation that was thickening the air.

Then, like an athletic fencer, he darted
forward, lunging powerfully so that his brutal column stabbed her
in the heart of her womanhood, plunging in between her cheeks, his
passage eased beautifully by the abundant juices.

"Oh God…" she cried as he filled her, and
yelped with each thrust as he fucked her, his strong hands grasping
her burning behind as he powered into her.

"Oh, fuck… Oh fuck…" Gasping, moaning,
screaming as he pounded her, and she was coming powerfully even
before he splashed his hot seed inside her.

She told me that he hadn't let her go after
he'd come in her pussy like that. He'd tied her up on the bed, so
she was lying spread-eagled and completely vulnerable to whatever
he wanted.

He'd been hard again not long after
completing her bindings, spent a good amount of time examining
every inch of her body, subjecting her to torturous teasing as she
craved his cock and he delayed his reentrance.

"You enjoyed it?" I asked. "Being with a
stranger?"

She looked at me lying in the bed, and now
reached for my own hard cock as though to confirm to herself that I
was okay with everything she'd just told me.

"I felt so sexy, being desired like that,"
she said, and decided the sixty-nine position would do for now,
something I loved dearly with her, of course. "I'm not sure my
imagination was quite up to the job, though. Thinking about how
you'd be feeling back here waiting for me."

I smiled as she wrapped her fingers around my
shaft and squeezed.

"But it was fun - just enjoying it
physically, without being too deep about it all. I just forgot all
about you and let myself go."

"Forgot all about me?" I smirked.

She responded to my teasing by wedging her
pussy down over my mouth again to silence me. I serviced her,
impressed at how wet she was, how wet she'd been all night.

When she climbed off, she seemed concerned.
She said: "You didn't… hate it, did you?"

"No. I could see you needed it - it's
something that thrills you just as much as it does to dominate
me."

"Not quite as much," she said, wiggling her
butt, pressing her pussy down on me.

I said: "I was just really nervous. The
important thing was you enjoyed it."

"I had such a great time," she turned around
and jumped on me for a tight hug. "You're the best in the world,
you know that?"

I chuckled. "That's all I need to hear."

Then she looked at me. "How did you come up
with that whole knife thing? That was a surprise. Kinda scary,
actually."

"I'm still a little unsure about the whole
spanking thing - the whole hitting thing," I explained.

"I can tell. It's something we can work on,
you know."

"I just thought the knife would give me that
little edge, get you a little nervous about my attempt at
domination."

"I was nervous," she said, sitting up on me,
then deciding to turn around to straddle my thighs. "I mean, you
don't really know what you're doing as a dominant male, and you
pull a knife on me? I had no idea how far you thought you could
take that."

"You know I'd never hurt you, though, right?
You trust me?"

"Of course," she smiled. "Why do you think I
let you continue?"

She kissed me, and I felt her searing wetness
touch down on the rigid shaft of my cock. "You wanted it all to be
so perfect that first time," she said. "You do know we have all the
time in the world to learn about all this, right?"

"I know. I just didn't want to disappoint," I
said.

"So what was all that 'husband' stuff? That
kind of slipped out a lot."

"I don't know."

She rocked herself gently on my cock, but
keeping it outside her body. "It was a real turn on, you know - the
thought of having a cute husband of my very own to carry out my
every sexual desire from now until Kingdom Come."

I brushed her hair out of her face, and said
to her: "Are you saying what I think you're saying?"

She looked into my eyes and gave me a
dazzling smile. Then she tucked her fingers into her bra,
retrieving something.

A diamond ring.

My heart nearly stopped.

"You're the best thing that's ever happened
to me, Aiden. I've never been more certain in my life about what I
want for the rest of my life - it's you. It's always been you."

I could hardly breathe. I tried to dissipate
some of the tension, asking her quietly: "Are you going down on one
knee, or should I?"

She smiled. "I don't think either of us need
do that."

"I'm glad you picked out the ring you like,
though."

She kissed me again. "Well, I wasn't going to
leave that to chance," she said, and then shuffled her hips, and I
was deep inside my beautiful Zoey, the most perfect place in the
world.

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Max Sebastian began writing on the
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winning three annual awards including the Best Erotic Couplings
Story of 2001, Reader’s Choice Sci-Fi & Fantasy Story of 2002
and the Best First Time Story of 2004. He broke into the world of
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novel, Anarchy of the Heart, in 2012.

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