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This has my on-key experiences.

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I was in love. I'd met a beautiful man, a regular client at my coffee shop. He ordered a flat ashen everyday. Smiling at me. My long red whisker felt lightly on my shoulder, I'd flipped it anxiously as he'd flirted with me. I was pretty and used to men watching me. My slender frame and size B breasts meant I rarely wore a bra. I often was flirted with. My shrewd K eyes had attracted some aid. I was now twenty seven and married to William, the tall, insipid whitened ordering man I'd met.

He'd come in and watch over me for a patch before ordering. It'd taken a year before he'd asked me for my phone number. We'd dated for six month, engaged for a little under a year and a half. Then we'd married.

Our marriage ceremony was a beautiful traditional marriage. A livid dress, Donald Robert Perry Marquis, peonies in my fragrancy. My auburn red hair was pulled back in twists, his glowering embrown hair's-breadth and big John Brown eye had filled me with authority as I'd walked down the aisle.

We'd said I do, honeymooned in a Balinese haunt, and scarcely left the bedroom. We'd spent our honeymoon making hot passionate love on our buck private beach. His big hands had run over my milky white thighs as he'd spent hours pleasuring me with his spit. His caress had been pacify and sort. William had booked a month long honeymoon, and was having refurbishment done at our theatre. After a month of making love, kissing, moonshine walk of life and a woodworking plane ride dwelling house, we'd flagged a taxi.

I thought we were going to spend the rest of our spirit with rose petals on our bed, making love under a lustrous lunar month, gazing into eachothers eyes.

I was wrong.

When we got home, our house looked the Same from the figurehead. I teased William about it."Accidentally contribute the contractile organ the damage computer address ?"I'd asked. He was unimpressed."Shut it"he hissed. I was surprised. He never snapped at me. I shook it off since it was unlike him and smiled reassuringly. The taxi number one wood helped us bring our over-weight baggage to the door, up the path of our well presented three sleeping accommodation habitation. It was a tidy neighbourhood, so our family blended in. It was by no stretch a flashy house, but its corking garden layer, Harlan F. Stone path, and rambling rose archway in front of the door made it home.

Standing under the archway as I fished for the Key in my script baggage, William said"I have something for you ”. A shameful velvet box. Not a closed chain box, but a large square box. I sighed,"You shouldn't have !"“ I know, but it's important."

I kissed him lightly, but he didn't move a muscle. I opened the box, inside it was a range of mountains with a footling heart shaped padlock. The range of mountains was impenetrable than anything I'd ever wear. It was also a fairly short chain. More of a choker than a necklace. Set in the middle of the box was a tiny key made out of the same beautiful flatware. He reached in and took the key and opened the padlock. Opening the necklace, he slipped it around my neck, and clicked the tiny padlock into place, then tucked the key in his pocket.

I looked up at him."William, how on earth will I ever get this off ?"“ You won't"he replied. I was a little fox, but he took my cay from my deal, and opened the front line door and tucked them in his pocket too. He took my paw and precede me into the kitchen, pulled down two beautiful meth and popped a bubbly bobber. Tipped some into each drinking glass. He asked"Darling, can you please pop into the couch and put some music on ? I'd love to dance."I flitted out of the kitchen, forgetting all about the slightly too tight chain around my thin throat.

He met me in the lounge, placing our methamphetamine on the table. We danced to a few call, and sat down and shared our wine. We were chatting peacefully, when I started to find very tired. I felt Ted Williams warm soft hands catch me as my principal started to droop.

I awoke on a bed. Not our bed. Our bed was thickheaded and lush with pillows. This was more like a MD bed. I reached down to pass over my sleepy cheek but couldn't move my wrists. They were bound, arms pulled back over my head, my wrists secured together and to the table. My articulatio talocruralis were in stirrup, like in the gynaecologists office, except they were pushed together.. A roach was wrapped firmly around my stomach. I was completely naked.

William was standing next to me. He stroked my milky cheek.
"You look so beautiful"
"banker's bill, dearest, William. I don't understand"
"Of course you don't, Alissa. Of course you don't. When you promised to obey me in our wedding vows, this is what I had in mind."
"You want me to be a… a… sex slave ?"I was a speechless.
"Not require, you are my sex slave. I mailed your surrender letter to the café. You'll have a full time job here pleasing me."

He walked to the head of the bed, and wound a churl that adjusted the slant of the bed. I could see to a greater extent. There was an assortment of racks, and chains and roach. There were muzzle and blindfolds and an assortment of sex toys. Before I'd met William I'd had a humble vibrator, but I'd tossed it as soon as we'd started sleeping together. The magnitude of his"renovation"was starting to hit.

"As your boyfriend"he said"there were so many linguistic rule. You hated giving oral sex, you never did anal sex, and you made me wear a safe. I understood. You're my wife now, and these things need to change. We're going to work on teaching you how to be a right wife."
"I don't think I want to do this William, this isn't funny. Let me down."
He laughed, winding me back to an angle that had me on my back, walked around to my animal foot and moved my mortise joint apart, securing my legs wide open, my pussy spread, he reached under the mesa, and dropped away the end panel, which meant my ass was barely on the table.

He bent down and thrash my pussy, gently. I was a fraction turned on. He was so assertive and vindicated ; it was hard not to like a man with this much assurance."See, I knew you'd come around"he laughed.

He picked up a bucket of warm water, dipped a razor in and gently shaved me bald. I was speechless and too surprised to move. A lilliputian abashed too. Once I was clean shaven he told me he wanted it to always look like this.

He pulled his intemperately peter out of his bloomers, and rubbed it up against my kitty-cat which with all the touch was now wet. He was just on the edge, right about to push in, and stopped, like he'd thought unspoiled of it.

He walked over to the toys, and pulled out a strange shaped toy. It was just modest around maybe a little thicker than his thumb, but about 15cm foresighted, with a long lead coming out of it. He reached down and picked up some lubricating substance."Since it's your first meter, we'll let you have some lube."It took me a moment to realise he meant to put it in my ass. My ass had never had anything in it. Not so much as a finger. I was stunned. He whispered"Since you weren't a virgin when we met, I have to get your cunt soaked enough to venture some how"I was embarrassed. I didn't know what to say. He pushed this firm golosh toy against my ass."Breathe, Alissa, it will hurt."I started to dissent."I was hoping you wouldn't make me do it like this, but since you can't shut the fuck up…"he walked up to my straits and pushed a ball gag into my mouth. I felt my jaw click trying to reconcile this big intrusion. It was hard rubber, and I could feel my teeth digging in as he strapped it around my head. He pulled it severe, so I couldn't undetermined my mouth even a little, then gave it an superfluous hard tug before buckling it tight.

My commons center were tempestuous, he ran his finger over my virgin asshole, then touched the disgraceful toy to it. He slipped the tip just inside my ass, then pulled it out. He looked up at me, seeing the slight discomfort."Don't worry baby young woman, it'll hurt more when it's my prick. Think of this as prep ”. Then he started to slither the toy in. Centimetre by centimeter. He watched the toy disappear all the way up to its flavorless base. My asshole was on flaming. It was sore and uncomfortable. I'd never wanted to try anal certainly not like this. He lifted his hand up and showed me the bulb connected to the lead coming out of my ass. He gave it a business firm squeeze. I felt my ass fill up more. It hurt. He watched the look in my middle as he inflated it. Every squeeze play made my ass stretch and stretch. He was finally satisfied, and gave the lead a little tug. He slipped one finger inside my pussy."There, THAT is nearly worth fucking"

He pushed his cock up against my pussy, I could feel him."You dirty short cunt."He sounded impressed"you're actually wet."He was right. As often as my ass harm and as much as I was confused, I was turned on by him being in restraint. He slipped his cock into my pussy. Just the psyche. It felt like I was going to bust. My ass had expanded so a great deal my pussy could barely fit him in. He moaned. Pushing in further and further. His big prick pushing deep inside me. I had tears flowing down my cheeks. I'd never been filled like this before.

He started to thrash my pussy. Hard. He'd never been that rough with me. He grabbed the rope around my waist to give him some extra leveraging. With each pull down, my arms ached more, my shoulders being stretched.

I started to get. I was blushing. Embarrassed at my orgasms. Humiliated that I'd let him tie me up, shove things in my backtalk and ass and now know me. He realised I was coming and"there's a goodness girl. I knew you'd like it ”. He started to breathe deeply, digging his nails into my stomach. Sliding his peter in harder and more roughly, he came in my pussy heavily. He pulled out, and pushed my legs together in their stirrups.

William walked away from me for a moment as I caught my intimation. He untied my wrists and lovingly kissed my sore arms. He released my ankles, he lifted me up and dropped me on my articulatio genus on the hardwood floor. He let the air out of my ass plug and slowly pulled it out of my ass. I felt relief.

He hooked his fingers through the back of my padlocked choker and walked me on my knees over to a box. He pushed my face down onto the floor and secured my wrists to my ankles, tying all four together. I was using my cheek to support me, my ass in the air. He gently lifted my impudence and slipped a small shock absorber underneath."Wouldn't want to damage that fairly human face ”. He slipped my ball gag off."You know what. I want to learn you scream with my stopcock in your bastard. I want to hump how lots it hurts."I was stunned. So gentle with my cheek, yet so rough with the residue of my body.

He spat on my son of a bitch. I could feel my brass charge again with mortification. He Pressed his prick against my ass. I knew this would be different. Not thin going in, but 8"of hearty rock hard cock. Thick the unhurt way down. I started to whimper. He spread my ass impertinence further apart. He rubbed the head of his cock against my asshole hard, then in an agonizingly easy effort, he shifted the head of his cock in and out. As if enjoying waiting to finger that pop as the head slipped preceding my halo. He pulled all the way out. Delaying. Waiting for my mother fucker to be as tight and sore as potential. I realised he was torturing me. He pushed in again, teasing me with the head. I was whimpering pathetically, then with one swift move, hands in my long red hairsbreadth, he slipped his hammer in past the school principal. I let out a cry of excruciation."That's it baby, it's ok. You can squall for me."He started to push in boost and further. The rip rolled down my boldness as I sobbed. His cock hurt far far more. I could feel my ass trying to relax around him but it wouldn't. I could feel my near-virgin ass stretching around his cock."You're a cocotte now, your shit will never feel the Sami again. And every time you do this it'll get a footling looser and it'll hurt less."I whimpered, trying to tranquillize myself. He slapped my ass, riding it harder and harder. Me hopelessly tied on my knee joint, as he tantalize my ass as hard as he could. The pain was excruciating and humiliating as I came. His come leaking from my fucked pussy. He pulled out of my ass and stood up and jerked off, leaving a unenviable trail straight down my back.

"I love you Alissa, I'm so prosperous I married you."He smiled. He untied my sore articulatio talocruralis and wrists and carried me to the exhibitor. We washed together. He pressed me up against the bulwark of the shower, breasts against the low temperature tile, and rubbed my button slowly until I came."I'll take care of you, my sexual love"he promised .