Always a Slut Now a Bitch by SaphireSound
This are my writings of my most recent bit of kink. Any and all stories told here are my writings of my real life. Names, places and times have been changed to protect the guilty. Some alterations have been made for brevity and better story telling. Let me know if there’s any grammar issues as I sucked at English class and if it’s not paperwork I don’t know how to write it. Please enjoy! , My name is… Let’s go with Kate. I’m 28, 5’6 with very pale skin, hazel hair and eyes, freckles around my nose, a fairly athletic build and perky 36b breasts. The thing about me is I’ve always been extremely horny.
For as long as I can remember I’ve just had this itch that keeps coming back and is not so easy to scratch, not that my husband…. Let’s call him Tom has any issues with that. He’s not a body builder buy any means but he works a very physically demanding job so he’s quite fit, 6’1 with blonde hair, blue eyes and a gorgeous 7 inch cock with the sexiest slight upward curve to it. We both have good jobs, him working for the city and me working for a small corporation that allows me to work from home, I really only have to go to the office for meetings or if someone really fucks up. Our jobs allow us to live quite comfortably in a 2 bedroom house in our small Californian cul-de-sac.
We’ve been married 5 wonderful years during which time we have enjoyed a very strong D/S relationship. I LOVE being used, beaten and degraded with limits we still enjoy pushing and Tom is more than happy to oblige, since he gets as much sex in what ever way he wants. In fact he often forces me to have to wait for days or even weeks just so I’ll go wild, I get off to much on the denial to masterbait without being ordered and he knows it. After all, I’m his whoreish little play thing.
So the story that inspired me to start writing happened just a few days ago on September 1st 2019 after 4 days of me trying to seduce Tom and him denying me to keep me a squirming mess. I had just finished up the last of my work for the day and was about to log on and post to our FetLife account (which WILL NOT be shared here due to the nature of this story, sorry) when I hear my phone chime. I grab it expecting a text from work with updates or further paper work and instead see a text for Tom, checking the time I know he’s probably just gotten off and just has to make the hour drive home.
I read “I’m on my way whore” immediately I start getting hot and feel my pussy get wet knowing what’s expected of me.
You see, any time he sends a message like that I know 2 things. That Tom is horny and that he’s had a frustrating day, meaning that I’m in for an absolutely brutal and degrading fuck. Any time he has a bad day he uses me and my kinks to relieve his pent up frustration. Not in any abusive or negative way, everything we do has been throughly discussed with limits set. He gets to release his stress through sex and I get the hardcore humiliation and rough sex I crave but he’s often to genital of a man to give me.
I immediately jump into action, I have a few things that are expected of me to have done before he gets home. They include giving myself a thorough enema as we often have anal sex or at the very least him shoving something up there when he’s frustrated. Making sure I’m fully shaved though since I get regular waxings I know I’m good on that front, putting my hair into a pony tail for easier pulling and to give him a handle, putting Crash our chocolate lab outside, then dressed in only my collar, wrist and anckle cuff set, I must wait kneeling by the door till he gets home.
I look around for Crash but I don’t see him. Figuring I’ll just take him out after the rest is done, I half sprint to the bathroom to start my enima and put on some make-up (I love it when it gets ruined and I look like the slutty mess I am) once I finished and I double checked myself I put my hair up while I walked to our “storage room”. That’s what we call it and don’t let anyone see inside claiming it’s a huge mess.
I walk in and see the familiar sight of my favorite room in the whole house. Benches along 2 walls covered in toys, lube, whips, paddles, plugs, clamps as well as various restraints. Several pieces of furniture (most made by my husband) a stripper pole and various eye bolts set along the walls and ceiling. I grab some lube and a cone shaped dildo so I can get my ass stretched out a bit before he gets here. Afterward I put on my “outfit” and go crouch by the door knowing he’s gonna be home any minute now.
I wait kneeling with my hands, palms up resting on my legs. My legs are spread wide to give him a good view of my already wet pussy and my head is slightly lowered with my eyes aimed at the floor. I love waiting in this position, knowing I’m putting everything on hold to sit naked by the door and unable to change positions until he tells me to, not knowing exactly how long he’s going to take. One time he decided to stop by the store and left me kneeling there for almost 40 minutes! It’s such a huge turn on!
Just as my mind started to wonder I heard the sound of his truck pulling up and my heart raced with newfound vigor as I grew unbearably horny almost unable to contain myself or sit still. His foot steps steadily approached and I hear the door unlock as he enters and walks past me without a word. Knowing better than to move or even look at him till ordered as I listen to his footsteps walk to the kitchen soon followed by the sound of the fridge opening and closing. As I hear him walking to the living room presumably to his favorite chair I hear a bottle being opened. My pussy surges and my heart raced, if he’s having a beer as soon as he gets home that means it was a really bad day and I’m in for a hell of a rough dicking. The last time this happened he made me bounce my ass on his beer bottle while he throat fucked me. I would not be disappointed if that happened again! Plus it’s a sure sign of watersports, beer goes right through him and he loves to have me squat outside or in the tub while he pisses all over me!
After kneeling another couple of minutes of him intentionally making me wait he finally speaks “crawl over here and kneel, slut!”
My pussy actively leaking down my thighs I crawl, keeping my eyes aimed at the floor till I see his worn leather boots. I kneel and excitedly wait for the next command. After another couple of sips from his beer he commands “Pull out my cock and suck it like the whore you are!”
“Yes Master” is my only reply as with shaky hands I undo his pants and pull out his glorious cock. Knowing he doesn’t want me to go slow I swallow it down with abandon, taking it to the base and sucking like my life depended on it. (Gotta love low gag reflexes) I was in extasy, bobbing my head as fast and as hard as I could, not bothering to hide my gaging or moans as I tried to suck the cum straight from his balls.
Suddenly I feel a sharp tug of my hair as he pulls my head off of him and slaps me, using my hair to violently turn my head towards our bedroom “What the fuck is this you dumb cunt!?” He demands.