Her Willing Submission - A Bride Blossoms With BDSM and Male Domination

by Kim Acton

  Once inside, Andre led her straight to the counter near the back of the store where a fat, middle-age guy with a beard asked if he could help them. “Yes. I’m looking for an implement that is more severe than a leather belt. The thing is, my wife is starting to enjoy getting the belt and I really need something with more authority, shall we say, that can be used as a punishment she would always dread.”

  Eva felt faint. The clerk looked her up and down and all she could manage was to look down at her shoes. Her ears were ringing and she felt sure she was going to black out and fall over. It was one thing to have people in a mall look at her and think she might be a submissive in a BDSM relationship. But to have her husband come straight out and tell a complete stranger that she was disciplined with a belt was overwhelming. And to further tell him that he wanted something more severe to use as punishment was supremely humiliating to Eva.

  The man looked back at Andre. “Do you have anything other than a belt already?” he asked.

  Andre answered, “I have a quirt.”

  “A quirt can be good, depending on the quality. But have you ever used a cane? Nobody gets used to a cane and nobody enjoys it either,” he laughed and looked back and Eva’s red face. He took a rattan cane with a leather handle out of the display case and handed it to Andre. Andre felt the weight of it in his hand and swished it through the air a few times.

  The clerk looked at Eva, “You’ll grow to dread that sound, trust me.” He laughed again.

  Eva tried to nod but she was stiff as a cadaver. She felt like her hearing and vision were shutting down. Her mouth was dry. She just stood there while her husband and a stranger talked about how to discipline her with a cane.

  The clerk continued, “You might want to practice first on a pillow. The thing about a cane is you need to hit where you’re aiming. You don’t want to go above her ass. The small of the back has a lot of nerves that can be damaged and the kidneys are vulnerable. You can go onto the backs of the legs but that hurts at least twice and much. Save that for a special occasion.” He roared at his own wit.

  “This will leave welts like no other implement. They have their own signature. If you make her display in public, people in the lifestyle will always recognize the welts of a cane. They’ll know how she was disciplined and maybe even how long ago. I can tell a two-hour-old welt from yesterday’s welt.”

  “I see,” was all Andre could manage. But added, “I’ll take it.” He set it beside the cash register. “We’re going to take a look at some of the leather outfits.”

  “Sure. Take your time,” said the clerk.

  Andre took Eva by the arm and led her to a rack of leather fetish clothing. She was wobbly on her heels but managed to stay composed. Andre selected an item that was a matching leather bra and panty set with a dozen straps and buckles. “Put this on in the change room and come out here where I can see you,” he told her.

  “Yes, Sir,” she croaked through her dry mouth and lips. In the change room her hands trembled as she undressed and wiggled into the leather contraptions.

  While Andre was alone in the store the clerk approached him and asked, “So, I assume your wife is the submissive in your relationship?” He could see Andre was surprised to hear the question. “The reason I ask is I see this all the time with couples who come in. If you want, I can play along with it - if you know what I mean,” he said with a wink.

  Andre smiled. “Yeah, that sounds good to me.”

  “Fifty bucks?” asked the clerk. Andre couldn’t peel the bills off his money clip fast enough. “Make if good,” he said with a grin as he handed over the cash.

  Eva crept out of the change room and was startled to see both men waiting to look at her. “He’s going to help me select your outfits,” was Andre’s only remark.

  Eva nodded.

  “What did you say, Eva?” he prompted in a louder voice.

  “Yes, Sir,” she said quietly and glanced at the clerk to see him practically drooling at her overly exposed body.

  The clerk when into his act. He looked only at Andre, “See, with this outfit you can adjust these straps to give it different looks and uses.” He nodded at Andre, “Is it OK if I touch her?” he asked.

  “”Sure, go ahead,” said Andre never looking at Eva to see her turn crimson.

  The clerk adjusted small straps on the cup of the bra. “These flaps can open up and you can pull her nipples though so they are fully exposed.” He gently grasped her nipple and tugged it out of the opening. First one then the other.

  Eva felt a rush go through her body. A man just touched her nipples in full view of her husband. All she could do was submit to his groping. She wanted to scream or slap his hand or run away. She pushed down the emotion and forced herself to be compliant and obedient to her husband.

  The clerk continued, “On the back of this bottom piece…,” he put his hands on Eva’s hips and turned her so they could see her ass. “…You can move these straps and insert an anal toy. Do you use anal toys for discipline?” he asked Andre.

  “She started her training but she’s still a virgin there,” Andre told him.

  “Wow,” said the clerk. “An anal virgin. I know guys who would pay you a lot to take her cherry,” he said with a wink that Eva could not see.

  “I don’t need the money. I’m saving it for myself,” said Andre.

  “Yeah, I don’t blame you. So anyway, you can train her with an anal plug of any size and these straps and buckles will keep it in place all day and night. Once the plug is in her ass and you just tighten these.” He tugged on a strap and Eva felt his cold finger lightly brush her anus. She gasped. Andre smiled.

  “Also on the front you can move these straps and have full access to her pussy.” He deliberately let one of his fingers graze across her pussy lips. Eva shuddered.

  “Plus we sell the dildos that fit in here so the straps can hold it in place. And they’re independent from the anal straps so you can use both at the same time for double penetration. You can even use our remote control vibrating dildos and anal plugs for some real fun. Especially if you take her out in public and turn them on and off while she’s trying to talk to someone or trying to act normal in a restaurant or something.”

  Andre beamed, “That all sounds great. We’ll take the outfit and a couple of those vibrating devices,” he told the clerk.

  “OK. Do you want different sizes? It’s good to have one set that’s regular size and one big set for punishment or serious training,” the clerk recommended.

  “Good idea,” answered Andre as he turned to Eva, “You’d like some anal punishment now and then wouldn’t you, Eva?”

  “Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir,” she answered with an audible quaver in her voice.

  As they drove home in the car, Andre told Eva, “This has been the best afternoon of my life. You did a perfect job of being submissive and a slutty exhibitionist. When we get home I want you to run to the bedroom and get naked. And your slut cunt better be ready for me because I’m going to fuck you raw.

  Eva felt the rush of embarrassment being replaced by a sense of accomplishment that she made it through the very difficult public humiliation in the store and did in so well that Andre called it the best afternoon of his life. It was the highest praise she’d ever heard. She was submissive yet powerful. Powerful enough to fulfill her man’s biggest fantasies. Eva bit her lip to prevent having an orgasm right there. “Yes, Sir. Whatever you say, Sir.” she cooed.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  Trip to Cancun

  Over the next week they talked about Eva’s training. Andre told her he’d never been happier. He admitted that he was always very physically attracted to her but that when they got married he was disappointed in how sexually repressed she was. She was shy even about her own husband looking at her naked body. She admitted she felt ashamed when she enjoyed sex or even when she fantasized about it. Without letting Andre know, she often cried about her inability to change. She tried but she always failed and oft
en consoled herself with ridiculous retail-therapy purchases that ultimately made her feel even worse.

  She confided in Andre that being submissive was a godsend to her. At first she could tell herself that she was doing and saying forbidden things because she was role-playing for her husband’s pleasure. She was being a good wife and willingly accepting spankings and worse because it brought erotic enjoyment to Andre. But as time went on she realized how much deeper the truth was. She wanted the spankings and whippings because it felt like her inhibitions were being exorcised with every stroke. More whippings with the belt or quirt meant more sexual freedom for her. It meant more intimacy with her husband. It meant more excitement and new experiences that had been impossible before.

  Change is difficult and it often hurts. In her case it was literally true. She craved hard whippings because she knew they would open new levels of personal freedom. The public embarrassment and even humiliation had become and aphrodisiac to her. In the moment it was painfully embarrassing but afterward she felt so flushed with lust that no amount of debauchery was too much. She told Andre she wanted to be pushed harder, she wanted to explore more kink and wanted to fulfill every fantasy he had ever had. She was growing insatiable in her desire to learn more about BDSM and to push her limits.

  Andre told her the exhibitionism aspect of her training had taken him by surprise. At first he did it as a way to force her submission and obedience, but he soon realized it was a mesmerizing turn-on for him. The shopping day was electric. He saw every look from every man and woman at the mall and felt like he could read their minds; from ‘wow, look at that sexy, young thing’ to, ‘I wish I was the guy who got to fuck her every night’ to, ‘that girl dresses like a whore.’ Added to that was Eva’s delicious anguish and silent suffering at being ogled by so many strangers. The totality of that was almost all Andre could bear without tearing off Eva’s clothes and fucking her in public.

  If all of that wasn’t enough, the episode of having the store clerk grope her most private parts and talk about her like she was a ’57 Chevy being prepped for a car show drove Andre wild. Andre never knew how much that kind of exhibitionism would turn him on. It drove him crazy with desire. The day they came home from that shopping Eva didn’t even manage to run to the bedroom as instructed. Andre grabbed her in the garage, tore off her shirt and bent her over the hood of the car. With her boobs mashed into the cold steel of the hood Andre fucked her so hard her feet lifted off the ground with every thrust. He came in her pussy then sent her dripping to the bedroom where he fucked her for three more hours, all between rounds of blowjobs and over the knee spankings. In the end they were both exhausted and agreed it was the best sex of their lives.

  Andre gave Eva more good news. A new international client wanted to have meetings in Cancun, Mexico and Andre decided he would take Eva with him on the trip. Over the next few days he repeatedly told her that she better be ready for Mexico because she would be having new things beyond her imagination. The anticipation of that kept Eva in a state of constant arousal.

  During the flight to Cancun Andre whispered to her that she would be performing at a deeper, more intense level than she ever had. It was driving Eva wild to hear his threats and to anticipate her ordeal. Andre was also very excited to push her to new levels of submission and to release her inner slut.

  When the arrived at their luxury hotel Andre had a shower and put on the thick cotton robe provided in the room. Visitors to Cancun are always blown away by the magnificent colors in the ocean. Shades of blue and green blend together and create a portrait of serene beauty. Andre sat on the balcony of their hotel room and took in the view. He was interrupted by a phone call from his client. He spoke on the balcony while still enjoying the view. When he realized his verbose client was going to drone on and on he slowly raised his free hand into the air and snapped his fingers. In a matter of seconds Eva flitted onto the balcony stark naked and got on her knees between his legs. As Andre listened on the phone Eva sucked his cock in the manner she had been trained.

  At one point Eva made a quiet slurping noise and Andre place a finger over his lips to instruct her to be silent in her task. Andre could only smile as he realized he was earning hundreds of dollars per hour listening to a longwinded client talk while he was enjoying a spectacular blowjob and taking in a magnificent view of the Mexican beach and ocean. Paradise.

  He was still on the phone when he felt his orgasm welling up. He enjoyed holding Eva’s head in place so he could cum in her mouth but not have his load shoot directly down her throat. He preferred to watch as he filled her tight mouth to overcapacity that forced his cum out onto her chin, neck and tits. He held the phone away from his face and pumped his huge load into Eva’s mouth and watched her struggle to manage the load. As she tried to breathe she sputtered into his cock and spewed cum everywhere. She knew it was too loud and she heard Andre tell his client, “No, it’s just the wind.”

  Eva licked up all of the spillage and cleaned Andre’s cock and balls with her tongue. She stood up and left the balcony. When Andre ended his phone call Eva returned to the balcony, still naked, with the belt in one hand and the cane in the other. “I’m sorry I made noise, Sir. Would you prefer to discipline me with the belt or the cane?”

  Andre loved how far Eva had progressed so quickly. He knew she hated the cane and it always made her cry. It was lucky for her that Andre didn’t want welts on her ass this early in the vacation. “You’ll get the belt,” he told her sternly.

  “Yes, Sir,” said Eva and she immediately positioned herself on the bed. Her whippings always started with her placing two pillows in the center of the bed and draping her hips across them as she laid face down with her legs tight together. It made Andre crazy with lust to see Eva’s perfect ass raised up and obediently waiting for whatever he wanted to do to it. He decided to give her only ten strokes with the belt but this time he did it as hard as he could. Eva shrieked with surprise as the first lash landed.

  Whack! Whack! Whack!

  Eva screamed and clawed at the sheets as she took her hard punishment. Then, with three strokes left on her count she did something that surprised Andre. She pressed her ass higher into the air, turned her face toward Andre and seductively said, “Please make extra sure I remember for next time, Sir.”

  Andre smiled and added another twenty to the count. Eva’s cheeks were bright red and she wiggled her ass after every stroke. It was obvious her pain tolerance was much higher and she was enjoying the belt. He noticed how she twisted her thighs together tightly and he suspected she was deliberately provoking her own orgasm. “If I see you cum,” he warned her, “You’ll get it with the cane until you can’t sit down.”

  “Yes, Sir, I would never cum without your permission, Sir.”

  Andre finished the thirty strokes with the belt and dropped it on the bed. He rubbed his hand across her little ass cheeks and felt the heat envelop his hand.

  “You enjoyed that far too much, Dear. The belt used to be for discipline and already it’s just foreplay to you. I think you’re becoming a bit of a pain slut.” He ran his fingers along her hot pussy and felt her slick wetness.

  Eva moaned and slid a hand under the pillow, it emerged with a small bottle. “Is there anything else you’d like to do to my fuckable ass, Sir?” she cooed, putting extra emphasis on the word ‘fuckable.’ Andre looked at the bottle. Anal Lube. Eva pressed her ass upward and purred like a cat wanting attention. The many sessions with the anal plug had done what Andre had hoped. Now she was craving a cock in her ass and the whipping with the belt had only made her more horny to get it. Andre’s cock grew thick watching her move her ass in a small circle and press it upward in a begging display of slutty seductiveness.

  Andre rubbed his hand roughly over her ass cheeks. “Spread!” was his simple command and she quickly reached back and pulled both cheeks fully apart to expose her virgin treasure.

  “So you want to have my cock in your little ass? That’s something you�
��re going to have to beg for. I want to hear you beg to be ass-fucked and then beg for me to continue to ass-fuck you. If you forget you’ll be reminded with the belt.”

  “Yes, Sir. Please ass-fuck me with your huge cock. Please take my anal virginity and make me scream. Fuck my little, slutty ass so I remember who I serve, Sir.” She continued with a steady stream of pleading as Andre applied copious lube to the full length of his shaft and used his fingers to work more lube into her tight hole. She was hungry for it. When his fingers pressed into her sphincter she pushed herself back and moaned as she was penetrated.

  Andre toyed with her. He rotated his fingers and pumped them slowly in and out of her tight ass. Her breath was clipped but she kept urging him on with wanton, slutty talk of how much she wanted him to sodomize her.

  She was already on the verge of climax when he pressed the swollen head against her sphincter and it tightened involuntarily against a thickness she had never experienced.

  “Open,” was his order for Eva to relax as she had been trained with the anal toys. She calmed her breath and Andre watched her little entrance dilate. He leaned into her and pressed the head of his cock inside and began slow thrusts. Eva screamed and clutched the sheets.

  “Oh my God, it’s so big! It hurts so much! Oh my God it hurts, Sir!” she cried and pleaded.

  Andre slapped her ass hard and left a clear handprint on her right cheek. “Beg for more of it. Don’t you dare complain about anything. You’re a whore who can’t get enough ass-fucking and cock-sucking. Stop sounding like a Sunday School teacher and show me what an anal slut you really are!” He quickened his pace and slid his lubricated cock deeper on each thrust.

  Eva’s high screams abated and she began to deeply grunt as Andre pounded into her ass. The experience was not what she expected. She felt the most full feeling of penetration and violation. The initial pain had diminished and she felt as though every fiber of her body was being fucked by a powerful monster. Her will to protest was gone and all she wanted was to become more lost in the sensation of being completely possessed by his cock. It owned her. She wanted it to own her.