My public figure is Susan, I am a 34 years old married fair sex with a secret. I am closet fuck-pig.

My husband thinks I look like Rey from the new Star Wars movies.

I recently discovered the BDSMLR blogging site, and found out that I am turned on by humiliation, meekness, ass to mouth, facial expression fucking, and BDSM. I started re-blogging my favorite pages, which led to chatting with other bloggers. I have started sharing some photograph of me doing things like putting clips on my nipples and licking the toilette, but I have been measured to never evidence my facial expression. The input I get from these induce me so wet.

My husband has no idea. While we have always had a very active sex lifetime it is vanilla extract, he has never asked for more than a reverse job, and I have never offered. I really don't know why, it's just how it was with us.

I want it tell him, but I scared. Meanwhile, I have training my throat and ass with dildo's.

Then a duad Day ago, we were watching TV. Him on his side of meat of the couch, and me on mine. Or I should say I was watching TV. Sam was distracted by his phone. When I asked what was so worry, he said,"zero ”, and turned the phone off.

I noticed the prominence in his shortstop and asked,"Are you looking at porn ?"

"No… ”, came his shamefaced answer. Then,"OK, Yes ”. He turned the phone back on and turned the screen so I could see.

It was a very staged, but hard-core BDSM panorama. My cunt began to tingle. Sam didn't look at pornography often, and I had never seen him looking at anything to a greater extent hardcore than Playboy-type glamour shots.

"Do you want to tie me up ? ”, I asked with a sly smile.

"Maybe ”, he replied.

I paused a moment, then replied,"OK ”.

"Really ? ”, he sounded surprised, and a bit excited.

This could be in effect."surely ”. Then after another pause, I continued,"What else do you require to do to me ?"and scooted over to sit closer taking his speech sound from him."What other pictures do you have ? ”,

He was on BDSMLR, a popular web log web site ever since TUMBLR decided to censor adult capacity. The web log he was on was a modest one, nothing like what I had on my web log. It was mainly staged scenes with porn models. Nothing like the consensual non-consent rape scenes I was currently into.

"You want to tie me up and have a go at it my ass ? ”, I said with indignation I didn't flavour. Quite the opposite, my cunt was way beyond prickling, and I was beginning to interest that he might detect the wet berth that was growing on the private parts of my yoga pants.

"Um, not if you don't want to. ”, he said, with a let down look on his face.

"I guess we could try it once, if you really desire too ”, I said as I pulled his nerve towards mine and kissed him gently."Anything for the man I love."

"I want to gain this especial. I will blockade at abode depot for some roach, and CVS for some lube. I want to wine and dine you first."

I smiled hiding my disappointment,"sounds perfect ”. But it wasn't. I didn't want to be treated like a princess. I wanted to be taken, all my holes brutally fucked, and then unceremoniously abandoned, cum dripping from every hole. I wanted to be a cum-dump, not a princess.

The next sunrise, he was gone before I woke up. A musical note reminded me he'd be home early. He had made dinner reservations for 6:00. I spent the day gooning to the nastiest smut I could obtain. We hadn't had sex since for 3 days, and I really needed departure. But showing restraint I didn't let myself cum. I had looked forward to this for 20 age, and I wanted to be one horny dripping cum-slut tonight.

That afternoon I gave myself an clyster, shaved and powdered my pussy, and put my dearie bejewel butt-plug in. I kept a stash of miniature hidden under the derriere drawer of my chest of drawers. By the time Sam got home, I was all glammed up and dressed in my favorite little black dress, fuck-me heels, and nil else. I gave him a little twisting and his eyes grew wide.

"I think you forgot your panties. Wait, is that a butt plug ? ”, he asked as his eyes grew wide.

My twat contracted and a pearl of my purulent juice traced a line down my internal thigh. If he noticed, he didn't let on.

"Um yes, I bought it today. I heard they help it not spite as much ”. I answered demurely.

"bout around and deform over so I can see it ”.

This was unexpected. He for sure would see that my twat was soaked now, but I did as he told. I turned around and keeping my knee joint straight I bent over at the waist. My clothes slid down my backbone, and I pulled my ass cheeks apart to give him a good view.

He walked over and squatted down, his look just inches from my plugged ass.

"Purple, your favorite colour ”, he said. Then grapping it he pulled on it not once, but 4 times nearly pulling me off my heels.

"hoot, that things really in there"

His finger's breadth raked my cunt. The press from the plug as he pumped it, combined with his digit rubbing my puss lips nearly caused me to cum, and more of my juice began leaking down my legs. This time he did notice and rubbed the succus into my thigh."You're a bit excited by this aren't you ?"

"A bit ”, I confessed with a demure grin, and looked longingly retiring him at our bedroom.

"Damn, look at the meter, we are going to miss our reservations ”. He then spanked me intemperately on the ass."Let's go ”.

Whoa, where did that come from ? He had never spanked me, It hurt, but I liked it.

He had no idea what he was doing to me. I composed myself and followed him to the car. I barely touched my dinner. He had made reservations at my preferred Italian eating place, and was polite, witty, and so sweet-smelling to me. You could tell he was trying to urinate this a perfect night. All I could conceive about was how much I wanted to be humiliated and fucked up. The pressure from the fireplug in my ass, and the insensate leather hot seat against my scanty ass and pussy kept my idea in the gutter through the entire meal.

As we walked to the car, he asked me if I had noticed the 2 men at the table near us.

"Not really, what about them ?"

"I sure it was aught, they just kept checking you out ”.

I wonder if they had noticed me rocking in my seat to make the fire hydrant rub against my G spot. Did I flash them when I stood up ? I had spread my legs panoptic hoping to render Sam a look at my dripping pussy, but he looked away just as I spread my legs and he missed it. I was so focused on him I don't know who else I had flashed. The thought of flashing unknown in the eating house got my cunt juice flowing anew. My inner thigh were slick with slime. I spent the parkway home fantasizing of going out commando and flashing unknown as I ground my cunt into the car seat.

Then we were home. He was the consummate gentleman and walked around to open my door. I practically sprinted into the household and headed for my bathroom to freshen up. I found a new bottleful of KY jelly on the privy counter and took a minute to re-lube my asshole. I replaced the butt-plug, put my heel and dress back on and sat down on the bed.

"Where is he ? ”, I got up and walked around to my nightstand, took out my magic wand, and unplugged it from the charger. Since Sam had failed to link me in the sleeping room, I went looking for him. I found him in the category room, holding a circle in one manus and his phone in his former, standing by one of our folding chairwoman in the center of room.

He took the wand from me."Great approximation, I can definitely use this ”, setting it down on the couch. Then he showed me his telephone and said,"How about doing this ?"

On his phone was a picture of a blindfolded female child tied to a received metal folding chairman. Not sitting in it but bent over the back, her hired man resting on the nates. Wrists, mortise joint, cubital joint, and knees all tied to the hot seat, two men spit roasting her.

This just became literal, and my knees buckled a bit because I knew this picture. I had added re-blogged it last hebdomad with the caption,"Hell yes, I want this so bad ”.

In this position I wouldn't be able-bodied to proceed. All 3 yap would be completely open and uncommitted. I had to get mastery of myself. I had wanted this for so long, and now it was really going to materialize.

I didn't hesitate. I slipped my garb off, stepped out of sleek material, and walked over to the chair. Spreading my legs, I bent over the back of the chair and placed my bridge player on the seat. I still had my heels on, which was a serious thing because otherwise the chair would have been too luxuriously to stoop over the back."Sure, this could crop ”, I calmly replied.

"delay on, let me get you a pillow ”. He grabbed one off the couch and I stood up as he placed it between my tum and the rear of the hot seat. Bending over again, I placed my workforce back on the seat.

He asked,"Is that better ? ”.

"Uh, sure… Thanks ”.

He didn't say anything more as he went about tying me up.

He started by securing tying my articulatio talocruralis to the outside of the chair's parent leg. He then bound my articulatio genus tightly to the president's back leg, before firmly tying my cubital joint and articulatio radiocarpea to the back up supporting.

"Are the knots too fuddled ?"

"No, they feel fine. ”, I replied.

Just after he blindfolded me the doorbell rang.

"What the hell, don't answer that. It's probably just a virago package ”.

Then it rang again.

I heard him walk across the room,"It's two guys, I think it's the Mormon Church, let me get rid of them."

He had grown up Latter-Day Saint, and every so often a partner off hombre would fell by un-announced. It was so annoying.

I heard the threshold spread out, men 's voice, then a scramble. The threshold slammed and I heard multiple footsteps coming towards me.

"shag, piece of ass, shtup ”, I was trying to get free, but Sam had tied me tight. The tinker's dam boy scout really knew his knots.

Sam called out, fear in his voice."It's the guys from the restaurant ”.

A strange vocalization said,"I told you to shut the fuck up ”. Then I heard a clunk.

"Don't hurt him ”, I yelled.

"Too late, dump him over there ”. I heard what sounded like a body being dragged across the floor.

Then I felt the tip of a stab press against my cheek."Keep quiet and do what you're told and you won't be hurt"

"Tony, zip-tie him to that electric chair ”.

"No epithet's, idiot"came the response. Then I heard a zip-tie pulled soused.

"Ok, just don't hurt me ”,

"What a slut, looks like our lucky day ”, came a second voice from across the way.

Then pain as the one next to me pinched my allow for nipple and pulled on it."Look at these footling tit ”.

Then from behind me I heard a zip unzip.

"You look at the fuckpig's bosom all you want ”, I heard from the direction of the zip fastener."There is a waterfall of puss scum dripping down her leg. I think she wants this."

And they were right. My fantasy was coming genuine, and even though I should consume been worrying about Sam and fearing for my life, I was just thinking about one or both of those cock filling my needy cakehole. I have never felt so turned on in my life.

The intruder must have read my mind, because my thighs were go around and a massive prick slammed into my cunt.

"Tony, go check the bedroom for jewelry, you can have your turn when I'm done"

"Names… ”, came the reply as footsteps sounded on the hardwood as he disappeared down the hall.

I wasn't thinking about Tony because his nameless cooperator had begun to have it away me with that huge cock. I had never had a cock that big before. It must have been at least 10"and as big around as my wrist. I was so wet and cook that it slid in and out easily.

I began to grunt with pleasure with each jabbing. It felt so good.

There was cypher gentle about how he fucked me. He pulled my tomentum, he reached around me and mauled my small tit, he spanked my ass. Then he hooked his fingers in my lip and pulled my mind back to contribute him more leverage to push that lusus naturae hammer even deeper into my needy cunt.

He slammed against my cervix so intemperate I thought he was going to force through into my womb, and though it hurt like netherworld I loved every second of it. The botheration turned into ecstasy as I was rocked by climax after orgasm. But he didn't point. He was so hard, and he just kept pounding me until he finally tensed and finished deep inside me.

"You are such a slovenly woman ”, he said as he pulled out.

I could hear him walking around the room and orifice drawer."Ah, these will do nicely, and this ”, he said as he walked back over to me. it only took a second to calculate out what he had found as he pulled hard on my cunt sass and snapped a binder clip on them. My pap were succeeding as first my right field then my left nipple was pinched tight by two more ligature clips. Then I felt him set out to write on my spinal column, with what I assumed was the sharper I kept in the Sami desk drawer where I kept the binder clips.

"Sloppy loose pussy ”, he said, answering my doubtfulness before I could ask what he had written. Then he drew a line from the password to an pointer pointing at my twat. You are one loose fuckpig. If you hadn't had that butt plug filling your ass I don't know if I would have ever come. The mortification I felt as he verbally degraded me made tremble.

"Fuck, did you just come again ?"

"Yes ”, I replied.

"You are one gruesome piece of ass ”, then he grabbed my hair and pulled my head up. I felt the sharpie on my forehead as the unmistakable letters S L U T were written across my forehead.

From across the room I heard,"Mind if I take a turn ?"

"Sure, Find anything ? ”.

"No, just some tatty costume jewelry not fit for a slattern ”, came the reply.

"You should fuck her ass, her cunt was barely worth the travail, so I sealed it shut. I am going to see if I can find anything"

Without warning I felt the plug pulled from my ass then something slimy and smelling of shit rubbed against my scent."Do you like the smell of your ass adulteress ?"

When I didn't response he slapped my face. That got my attention."I asked you a question cunt, do like the smell of your ass fuckpig ?"

"Yes ”, I whispered.

"What ? I can't hear you ?"

"Yes ”, I said louder.

"Yes what, pig"

"Yes, I am a piece of tail pig. I want to taste my dickhead on my butt hoopla ”, I said, practically begging.

"Wow, I asked if you liked the spirit, but since you insist. open up your mouth"

I opened my backtalk and stuck out my tongue.

That's a good screwing pig."Now suck the plug clean and jerk and hoot like a pig ”, and he pressed the slimy wad deep into my mouthpiece. I began snorting like a pig as I sucked my ass goo off the plug.

Leaving the jade in my mout he moved behind me and forced his stopcock into my ass. Tony was smaller than"Big Cock ”, but not low. Not that it mattered, it felt amazing. My ass was being raped by a stranger that had forced me to give suck shit off my butt plug and robbed my house, and all I could think about was how good it felt to have him fucking my ass.

From behind me I heard,"screwing ”, and then the binder cartridge clip on my snatch lips was roughly removed,"Fucking thing hurt my ballock ”. My pain was much to a greater extent intense. Removing the cartridge holder hurt a good deal worse than When it was put it on. But my mind was all fucked up now, and pain registered as ecstasy and I was overcome by another vast orgasm.

This seemed to plow Tony on. Grabbing the English of the chair to get out me towards him he began to fuck my ass harder and deeper. This wasn't enough for him and he let go of the chairwoman, he reached down and grabbed the binder time on my nipples and pulled me back, arching my spine. My nipples were in agony as he used them to pull me onto him. I thought he was going to pull my mammilla off as he pounded my ass. This new position angled his putz downward so that each trust drove his turncock directly into my G Spot. I was soon experiencing late orgasms and my juice began to squeeze out out of my piss pickle with each thrust. I was moaning uncontrollably when I finally felt his hot cum fill my ass.

He backed away, as I struggled to take in my breath, but he wasn't done.

I heard the distinctive sound of epithelial duct tape being pulled from a bowl, then felt something press against my gash, mashing into my button and a cold-blooded bar pressed against my inner thigh. He was duct taping the magic wand to my leg.

"You like to cum cunt ? ”, he asked. And again, I made the mistake of not answering.

"When I ask you a question pig, I expect an answer ”, then he snapped the binder magazine off my left nipple.

Pain exploded."Yes ”, I yelped.

"Yes what ? ”, and he pulled the other clip off.

"red cent !, Yes I like to cum ”, I screamed through clenched teeth. The pain in my tortured mamilla making me see stars.

"Good ”, he said. Then you'll dear this, and he turned the powerful vibrator on high.

The vibrations hit me like a sled hammer as my whole body convulsed.

My head was jerked back by my hair, and Tony's soft shaft was stuffed into my mouth.

"Suck it clean cunt fount"

I greedily sucked it into my sassing. It was nasty which made it perfect. I loved it, I had found my happy place. I worked it around in my mouth with my tongue and tried to immerse the head down my pharynx. When he pulled it out, I could sense his ass as he turned and pulled my face against his ass.

"poke my ass pig ”, he insisted.

But I didn't need encouragement. I eagerly pushed my tongue deep into his shithole. I had now lost track of the phone number of times I had come, and now with the relentless input of the vibrator the pleasure came in punishing wave with no moderation in sight. I tried to brush off the growing discomfort in my snatch by focusing on sucking and tongue fucking that tremendous asshole pressed against my font slit.

With all the overstimulation I was close to passing out, which Tony must accept realized as he stepped away and turned off the wand.

My header drooped, and he gave me a instant to take hold of my breath. Then he was back, standing in forepart of me, lifting my font up to the stratum of his genitalia. I assumed he was going to nonplus his cock in my rima oris, so I opened wide.

"That's a full shote, Open wide-eyed"

He grabbed the rachis of my header and pushed his surprisingly severely cock into my mouth. My clapper stopped the advance but he was instant and pressing harder his cock slid down my pharynx. I had trained my throat to live with a silicon dildo, so I didn't gag as he began to fuck my face.

He started slowly, letting me get used to the tone, but he was soon violently pulling my drumhead into his groin, matching his thrusting as he rammed his peter deep down my throat.

"Glug, Glug, Glug ”, was the only strait in the elbow room as the raw ooze in my face cunt lubricated his thrusts.

I could barely breathe and soon everything turned red and I became light headed as my brain began to suffer from the lack of oxygen. I Was close to blacking out when he stopped thrusting and held my nerve tight against his pelvic arch, his stopcock deep in my throat. I became hyper aware of everything in the elbow room and felt his cock pulse against my spit as the hot rope of cum flowed through it before being deposited directly into gut. I thought I was going to die.

Then he pulled out and cool air flooded my lungs. I could take a breath again. I gasped for breath. I was no longer capable of thought. I was a affair. No long human. I had been transformed into a know flesh-light. My only purpose was to drain men's balls. I had found my true purpose. And I smiled.

Now it was his act to save on me. My external respiration calmed and returned to normal as I again felt the coolheaded point of the sharpie on my back. He mumbled as he wrote.

SLUT, PIG, FUCK ME HERE, ASS ONLY, BBC COCK lady of pleasure, CUMSLUT, WORTHLESS, EASY FUCK, CUMDUMP, PUBLIC cyprian, HURT ME, RAPE MEAT, piddle ON ME, tool hard worker, EXPOSE ME, and many more.

Each new phrase increased the mindfuck as I internalized and accepted them as trueness. He must have written 30 or Sir Thomas More musical phrase, covering my back, position, legs, sleeve and tits. I assumed he was admiring his piece of work, then heard the distinct sound of an iPhone camera documenting my disgrace. My secret would soon be out for all to see.

I sensed him standing in forepart of me, and I opened my eyes as snarf his finger in my anterior naris and pulled my typeface up to get my attention."open air your maw, cunt-face"

I obediently opened my oral cavity, which he filled with his hobble cock. Suck me dry pig"

I closed my mouthpiece on it, and he began to piss, and I began to swallow. Piss, swallow, peeing, sup, piddle, Swallow, repetition. So very much piss. The tasting was acid, and tight, but I loved it. I tried but couldn't celebrate up, and piss escaped and flowed down my mentum, then shot out my nozzle. But I swallowed near of that wonderful yellow nectar. I was sad when he stopped and pulled his cock from my mouth.

I thought he was done.

I was haywire.

I next felt a hot stream of piss spray into my still gaping dickhead, then lave my leaking puss with wet warmth. He then moved the flow up my back, onto my cervix. The final of his flow he saved to pawn my head. I could feel my hair mat to my scalp as the piss ran in streamlet down my human face and dripped off my olfactory organ. My lingua tried in vain to catch a few more drops of his nectar.

"Time to go ”, I heard"Big hammer"call from down the hall.

"So soon ? ”, Tony sounded disappointed.

"The boss wants us back, we have to get a flight to Germany tonight, then on to … tinker's dam I said to much."

"What about them ? ”. Tony asked.

"They'll be fine, you didn't find anything worth taking, and I get the feeling they will be will to just bury the unanimous thing happened ”.

Then right next to my ear he whispered,"Right ?"

I heard Sam answer from across the room,"We won't Tell anyone, just go."

"That's what I thought, let's go ”.

Tony leaned into me and said,"That was fun, your husbands been watching. From the tone of the bulge in his pants he may need to take a turning before he unties you. Anyway, all good things must come to an end. I'd give you a kiss goodbye, but you're covered in piss and your intimation smells like jack ”.

I heard footsteps, then the threshold, and they were gone.

"Sam, are you there ? Are you OK ?"

From across the elbow room he answered,"Yes, they left me zip tied to the professorship. But there are scissors. If I can just pass them… There got them. OK, I am release"

Then he was at my side and un-tying me. Finally freed from the rope, and the wand un-taped from my leg, I fell into a testis on the floor.

"wait here just one minute ”, and he ran from the way. I was in no condition to walk anywhere. I heard body of water running game, then he was back. He picked me up and channel me into our john and stepped into the tub, holding me close as he sat down into the warm water and began rocking me.

He kept saying that everything would be ok, and how much he loved me. I was late into sub-space. clock time seemed to stop. It was amazing, so terrific. I didn't want it to ever end.

I don't screw how long we lay together in the tub because I kept dozing. I was aware Sam was letting weewee out and replacing it with new hot water. He was fantastic.

Eventually I started to gain clarity.

"Did you see what they did to me ? ”, I asked.

"Yes, Everything"

"I am so sorry ”, I said to him, and I began to cry.

"What, no ”,

He was quiet for a while, and I stopped crying.

"It wasn't that bad, you looked like you liked it ”, he said softly

"I couldn't answer. I didn't want to lie, but how could I secernate him the verity ”.

Finally, the need to be honest, to let the secret go won out.

"I did, Sam you saw the very me tonight. It's horrible, and I hate myself, but I loved every hour of it. What is ill-timed with me. You must hate me ”.

"No, I don't hate you ”, then his voice changed, and he said,"You were amazing"

The shock of hearing Tony's voice made me sit up straight in the tub. I was wide awake now, happy feeling gone."Where is he, is he here, Sam, he's back. Tony is here ”, My judgment felt fear, but my eubstance betrayed me as I felt my pussy tingle and my pap harden.

I turned around and looked at Sam. He was naked. When did he deal off his dress ? I was so confused.

Then in"Big Cock's"voice, he said."Of course of instruction, Tony is here, I am here too ”. Then he smiled, staring at my tumid mammilla he continued,"Looks like you are excited to see them again ”.

My brain was broken. What was happening ? I was so confused. What was Sam talking about, and why did he vocalise like Tony and Big peter ? I just sat there staring at him, not comprehending. Then it finally clicked…"You ? ! How ? ! Why ? !"

For a moment he didn't say anything and just stared lovingly at me.

What he said next clarified everything,"Hello, mypiglife ”. He knew the name of my blog."I'm FuckedUpDom ”.

"Wait you know ? How ? When ? You're… No way ”. The look on my case must have got been priceless, because Sam got the gravid grinning. Then he pulled me into him and gave me the biggest hug.

I stiffened at 1st, but he wouldn't let go. I halfheartedly struggled for a consequence, but quickly relaxed then just melted into him. We lay like that, in the warm womb-like bathroom water. And he started to talk.

Like me, he had a secret blog on Tumblr, then switched to BDSMLR last twelvemonth. My blog was one of his favourite because it matched his interests ; fuck cop, rape frolic, cum-sluts, and pee-pee drinking. And my re-blogs result no doubt that I wished that someone would regale me like the trivial bonk pig I always wanted to be. Our interests were symbiotic, I wanted to be a fuckpig, and he wanted a fuckpig.

But he had no idea the web log was mine. We had even exchanged message about our partner, and how we were afraid to share our true desires with them. He along with many other followers had been recently been pressuring me to put up nude painting. When I finally gave in and posted some tight guesswork I wasn't as careful as I thought.

He recognized my wedding ringing and confirmed his suspicion after seeing our bedchamber and lavatory in the screen background of movie. His initial thought was to open up and tell me, but then thinking about my rape fantasy decided on something a bit more interesting. It took him nearly a calendar month to get everything planned and prepared.

The voices and dissonance from across the room were pre-recorded on his phone and a played on a Bluetooth speaker he was strategically moving around the room. The bombastic tool was a latex slip on cock extender he bought on Amazon."Big Cock"will definitely be used again. He said he could love me for time of day with it as it blocked pretty a great deal all sensation, and the affect it had on me really turned him on. He made up the write up about the men watching us in the restaurant. He just said that to instal the scenario.

"That was the most amazing night of my life ”, I said after he finished."All that work to set it up and surprise me makes me love you so much."

He hugged me tight, then stood and stepped out of the tub.

"Where are you going ?"

He didn't say a watchword as he dried off. Then he turned towards me and said,"Kneel ”.

This time I didn't have to be asked twice and quickly got onto my knees.

He took wait of his turncock and aimed it at my face. I opened my mouth just in clip to catch the flow of pee he released. Round two had begun, but that is another story.

We have been talking and making architectural plan all day today. I think a collar and some piercings may be in my future.

Authors note :

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