by Acton, Kim
“I don’t know. I think that’s a big part of what I miss. There was anticipation, there was excitement and it was on our minds so much more. Maybe that’s what porn is for, to think about stuff that isn’t going to happen just you never lose the fun of it,” Mike said.
“What if it did happen?” Vicki said with a sly smile.
“If what happened?” asked Mike.
“What if I did the things to you that are in those photos on your computer? What if I made you my personal sex toy and disciplined you with a belt?”
Mike’s jaw dropped. “I … I … are you serious?”
Vicki smiled and took a slow sip of her wine. “I’m just wondering if you got more of what you needed whether you’d pay better attention to what I need. I’m also wondering if a little discipline is exactly what you need when it comes to our marriage in general.” She gave him a steady look, “Is that what you need, Mike, some proper discipline?”
Mike’s head was suddenly swimming. He had some pretty dark fantasies and suddenly his wife was calmly asking him if he wanted to regularly experience them? That was not where he thought the conversation was leading. Holy, fuck. She was offering to use a belt on him and make him her submissive sex toy. He didn’t even notice he was squirming in his seat or that his cock was now obviously pressing into his pants. “Are you serious?” he repeated.
Vicki laughed and glanced at his crotch. “Well, I see your cock thinks I’m serious.”
“Are you?” he asked a third time.
“I guess you’ll find out tonight, won’t you?” Vicki felt a strange flush of excitement when she said it. She’d forgotten what fun it was to be a tease and a flirt. “Now come over here and give me a ‘honey I’m home’ kiss.”
Mike put down his beer, vaulted out of his seat and went over to her. He bent over and moved his mouth to within an inch of hers and whispered, “Honey, I’m home” then kissed her on the lips. She held the back of his head in place and slipped her tongue into his mouth. Her free hand ran up the outside of his shirt and found his left nipple. She squeezed it between her thumb and forefinger - hard - and felt Mike moan into her mouth.
For the rest of the evening Vicki watched TV and chatted on the phone with a friend from work. Mike was in a quiet frenzy. All he could think about was what might be coming that night and in the days beyond. He never lost his erection and was literally hard for hours before it was time for bed. He reviewed the photos that Vicki said she viewed. He couldn’t believe all of it was out in the open. She knew what things were most exciting to him. He was filled with expectation and suspense.
Then he heard Vicki’s stern voice from the bedroom, “Mike! Come in here right now and service me!”
CHAPTER THREE
Mike Admits He Wants to be Disciplined
Mike entered the bedroom and stood at the doorway. Vicki was lying naked on the bed and the room was lit by candles. She was comfortably propped with pillows into a partially reclined position. She looked at Mike and slowly opened her legs. “Take off all your clothes right where you are. Then come over here and service my pussy with your tongue.”
Without a word Mike quickly removed his clothes and left them on the floor at his feet. He moved to the bed, slid his head between Vicki’s tanned thighs and began to lick her clit with the tip of his tongue. “Not so fast, Cowboy,” said Vicki as she grabbed a handful of his hair and gently pulled his head away from its task. “You’re going to do it exactly how I tell you. First, you’ll use your whole tongue, not the tip, and lick my pussy from top to bottom. Each time you work up to my clit I want you to suck on it lightly then press your tongue flat against it and hold it there before starting all over. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” said Mike, visibly trembling with excitement.
“Then get busy,” said Vicki with languid indulgence as she settled back on her pillows, “Because you’re going to be doing that longer than you ever have in your life. And then you’re going to put that cock in me and fuck me exactly the way I tell you to.”
Mike closed his eyes trying to concentrate and focus on doing exactly what he was told. It made him slow down, which was Vicki’s intention. He felt the folds of her labia as he slowly moved his tongue upwards, the tip penetrated ever so slightly into her until his lips reached her clit. He softly kissed her swelling clit, sucked it into his mouth then flicked it lightly with his tongue. He released her clit and started the motion again.
Vicki’s moaning grew louder and more frequent and her breath came in shallow sighs of pleasure. She felt her orgasm building but resisted cumming so she could enjoy the pleasure longer. Again and again she teetered close to orgasm but forced herself back while she make Mike service her with his tongue for nearly an hour. Finally, while he was sucking and flicking her clit, she placed both hands on Mike’s head and pulled him tightly against her pussy. Her orgasm exploded through her and she pulled and twisted Mike’s head to sustain the duration.
Vicki caught her breath and, still nearly in a dreamstate, told Mike to stand next to the bed. Mike stood at attention with his hands at his sides and she noticed the head of his cock was glistening with pre cum as it twitched involuntarily with arousal. She had always admired his endowment. An honest eight inches and beautifully thick with a large, nicely formed plum. She slid a pillow under her hips, opened he legs and said, “Now I want you to fuck me nice and slow.”
Mike moved into position and slid his cock easily into her already soaking pussy. He was thrusting too quickly for her liking. Vicki reached up and held both of his nipples. She squeezed them tightly and Mike let out a loud gasp, “I said nice and slow, didn’t I?”
Mike simply said, “Sorry” and slowed his pace to a smooth undulation. Vicki could feel another orgasm slowly building but she could also feel Mike’s ass cheeks twitching and hear his breathing quicken. She tightened her pinch on his nipples but the effect was opposite of her intention. Mike screamed out, made a final deep thrust into her and had a hard and long orgasm. He collapsed on the bed beside her.
Mike wasted no time apologizing, “I’m sorry, Honey. I didn’t mean to cum that fast. But I was so close to cumming for so long and once I was inside you I just couldn’t stop my orgasm,” then he added with grateful appreciation, “It was just amazing, Honey. It was a fantasy come true.”
Normally Vicki would have been pissed off but tonight she felt different. Firstly, she had a sheet-tearing orgasm from his oral attention and he did have to wait hours with a hard cock before he was allowed to penetrate her. But more important was the fact that Mike was telling her how great the sex was for him and how she gave him a fantasy she never knew about. They snuggled close in the bed and began to discuss the issue of Mike’s submissive fantasies.
Vicki told him, “The oral you gave me was the best ever. I have to admit I liked just lying there and making you do everything exactly the way I like it. But even when you were doing it I was feeling a little bit of guilt that I was being selfish. I knew that I was going to have you lick me and then fuck me and I wasn’t even thinking about what you might have wanted. It felt selfish in a way and I’m not sure how I feel about that.”
Mike was paying close attention to every word she said. For once she had his undivided attention. “God, I’m so glad I gave you the best head ever. That’s part of the whole fantasy, you know?”
Vicki seemed puzzled, “It is? From the pictures I looked at it seemed like the fantasy was about being disciplined with nasty implements and made to feel submissive.”
Mike replied, “That’s only…sort of… the visual part of it. For me, the fantasy is about having to satisfy everything the dominant person wants; to have to serve her sexually in every way she demands and pay attention to every detail and whim that she imposes. And if I don’t, there is some kind of correction or discipline or even outright punishment. See what I mean? It’s the mind game that’s just as important as what is in the pictures. So there’s no way you should feel guilty about being s
exually selfish. Part of the fantasy is that you are ridiculously selfish and there’s basically no way I can satisfy all your demands so it’s only a matter of time until I get some kind of discipline. So that constant anticipation is always in my mind. What will she demand next? What if I don’t do it right? You see what I mean?”
Vicki was a little dumbfounded by this. It wasn’t what he was saying, it was that he was pouring out what were obviously deep feelings about what sexually excited him. And it didn’t just involved screwing, it involved the desire to feel a certain way and be treated a certain way. He was talking about his feelings! Sure it was in a sexual context, but Mike was actually talking about what would make him happy. That was a major breakthrough.
Vicki snuggled closer, “I think I understand what you’re saying. It’s not just the sex it’s the time away from sex too.”
“Right,” said Mike “it’s the whole mindset of not knowing what the day will bring.”
“I can see that,” said Vicki. “But you said discipline and punishment. What do you mean by those words?”
Mike answered, “Well, there’s all sorts of things I guess. You could take away a privilege or deliver a spanking or even use some serious punishment implements on me.”
“Is that exciting to you? Getting some kind of spanking?” she asked.
Mike let out a deep sigh that sounded like relief. He was letting down his guard. “Honestly? The truth is, I fantasize about that pretty often. In the past I think there have been times where I was a bit of a jerk because I subconsciously wanted you to say you’d had enough and were going to take a belt to my ass.”
“Really!?” said Vicki with a huge smile. “I wish I’d have known that.” They both laughed.
Mike asked, “Honey, you’re not put off by any of this? You don’t think it’s weird or anything?”
Vicki squeezed his hand, “You know I’ve always been open-minded about sexuality. I want us to be happy. And to be honest, sex tonight was amazing for me. I’d love to have my every desire catered to and I’m just struggling a bit with how submissive you want to be and how serious the discipline is that you want. I mean, how hard can I even spank you without hurting my hand more than your ass?”
Mike chuckled, and replied, “I want it to be way beyond your hand. I want it to be serious enough to dread a bit. I’m talking about a thick leather belt or a wooden paddle or maybe a rattan cane. Things that leave marks, maybe for a day or more.”
Vicki was surprised to feel herself aroused by his words. They were deep fantasies and she pondered what a thrill it would be to unleash them. But it was late and they both felt sleepy. They agreed to talk about it more and settled into a contented sleep.
The next day Vicki spent her lunch hour in a cafe where she could use her laptop to surf some of the BDSM websites and forums to learn as much as possible about the dominant and submissive lifestyle. She was astounded at the amount of information available. She read that control was a central theme, particularly sexual control. A submissive, or sub as they were called, was not allowed to have any sexual pleasure without the permission of the dominant, or dom. Subs had to use respectful language and respond immediately to commands. She was most surprised to learn how much subs crave forms of humiliation. Dozens of things were listed as embarrassing or humiliating methods of exercising control over a sub. She found that strangely delicious. And perhaps best of all, there seemed to be no end of devices to discipline, torment and punish subs in training. It was quite an education for a single lunch hour.
On her drive home Vicki visited a local adult store and looked over the items they offered. Nothing in the BDSM area was the quality and severity of the items she saw online but she managed to find a few things that would be suitable to get things started. She drove home feeling a wonderful sense of anticipation.
She told Mike she would being giving him instructions at bedtime and that she expected him to do what he was told. He eagerly agreed but had to spend the next few hours waiting for the appointed time. They both went about their normal evening routine without saying another word about it.
Finally, she called Mike into the bedroom. When he stepped through the door she told him to strip naked and sit on the edge of the bed. She stood over him and told him how he would behave. “I am now in control of your sexual pleasure. You will obey my commands without hesitation or you will be punished.” She reached into her pocket and removed nipple clamps. Mikes eyes widened. Vicki fastened them onto each nipple and Mike winced as she let the chain between them fall slack and pull on the clamps. “Do you understand?”
“Yes,” came the reply.
Vicki move to the other side of the bed behind Mike, removed her clothes and positioned herself in a reclining position. “Now, we’re going to work on this issue of you cumming too quickly for my liking. Tonight you’re going to service me with your tongue until I have an orgasm. Then you’re going to go to sleep without an orgasm of your own. This is to teach you proper control. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” came the reply.
“Very good. Now you may service me with your tongue.” Mike got up from the bed and positioned himself between her legs. He wisely remembered to lick her pussy exactly the way he was told to the night before. Again she languished in pleasure for nearly an hour, this time letting three powerful orgasms wash over her. She told Mike to stop and made him stand beside the bed. “One more thing. In the morning I want you so shave off all your pubic hair.”
Mike’s mouth fell open, “What?”
“You heard me. I want you to shave all your pubic hair, including your balls and inner thighs. You better be smooth as a baby’s ass when you get done. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” he answered.
Without another word Vicki unfastened his nipple clamps to the sound of his gasping and moaning. Mike got into bed and pulled the covers over his erect, aching cock and fell asleep excitedly thinking about his morning ordeal.
Vicki awoke in the morning to an empty bed and the sound of the shower. She crept out of bed and quietly opened the bathroom door. She could see vaguely through the steamed shower glass that Mike was tending to his task. She was about to leave the bathroom when she realized her new dominance required her to assert herself by inspecting his progress. She was glad she did. When she opened the shower door Mike was presenting a fully shaved and smooth groin, but he was also stroking his hard, soapy cock and was obviously close to orgasm.
“What do you think you’re doing!?” yelled Vicki as she turned off the water.
Mike was wide-eyed and tried to stammer an explanation while his incriminating cock bobbed up and down.
Vicki was voice was very calm but her controlled and commanding tone sent a chill down Mike’s spine, “Never mind. I see what you were doing,” she said. “Dry yourself off, get dressed and get to work. Don’t you dare touch that cock all day. And when you get home tonight you’ll find out what proper discipline feels like.”
CHAPTER FOUR
Vicki Trains Mike With Her New Tawse
It was a long day at work for Mike. He handled client services in a leasing company. He spent most of every day in his small office on the phone with clients who leased expensive factory equipment from the company. It was important to pay attention to details so he could sort out a client’s problem. He tried to focus, but his mind constantly wandered to images of what might await him that night. Would it be an over the knee spanking? Would she use one of his old leather belts? Or would it be something completely different that he’d never fantasized about? His mind raced away from his work and in the direction of the punishment she had promised him. What if it hurt too much? He wondered if he could withstand the kind of punishments he’d seen in pictures and in videos online.
He had no idea how it actually felt to be disciplined that way. As a kid his progressive parents never used physical punishment. Now, as an adult, he was about to get his first whipping. The prospect of it was a much more intimidating t
han he thought it would be and yet he found himself looking forward to it with feverish desire. What if it was a disappointment? What if Vicki didn’t have the strength or the heart to administer hard punishment? What if it was just a few love smacks? God, that would be disappointing, he thought. The more he imagined a delicate spanking the more he realized he that what he really craved was blistering walloping. The recurring thoughts of that made his cock repeatedly and uncomfortably swollen all day long.
Vicki spent her lunch hour in an online BDSM lifestyle forum getting all the advice she could. The forum was filled with threads discussing every aspect of the lifestyle from the point of view of men and women who were subs and doms. Gradually Vicki became aware of the point of view of most subs. It gave her insight into what Mike was feeling. Subs had a desire to be controlled and to be told, or just plain forced, to do things they wouldn’t normally do. It was also clear that punishment was very welcome and enjoyable on both sides; doms enjoyed finding creative ways to inflict it and subs enjoyed showing their devotion and willing submission by taking the punishments their doms saw fit to give them. Paradoxically, deep submission became a source of pride; a great sub was willing to endure anything and that is what made him or her an excellent sub. Vicki saw how the more strict and severe she was with Mike the more it would make him satisfied and happy.
She asked some questions on a thread and a dom suggested they enter a private chat to message each other directly and privately. The dom was a woman in her fifties who was married to her sub and they practiced their lifestyle 24/7. She was very blunt but also enormously helpful. Vicki explained her situation and confessed her limited knowledge. She told the dom she was new to all of this and asked her the best ways to take control of her husband.
Dom - You need to discover what it is he wants from his submission then you have to agree on the rules. It won’t work if you don’t enjoy doing this. You have to enjoy being dominant and making him do what you want.