Charles looked down at the woman kneeling before him and knew his heart could never be fuller than it was at this moment. Katherine would allow him to do practically anything he wanted to her.
He had, in fact, displayed tied to their dinning room table, spread eagle, and bound while his friend nipple at the sushi artfully presented on her body. If a few of those chopsticks had caught her nipples and a few fingers had pulsed back and forth inside her pussy, she gave no word of complaint. On the contrary.
He had trained her ass to take his girth any time he wanted by using various plugs and other devices on her several times a week. Now, he fucked her back hole more often than he did her front. She had encouraged this. In fact, it had been her idea.
Her closet was filled with clothing that he loved to see on her. Her dresser filled with matching lingerie, corsets, g strings, and waist cinchers.
On a shelf in a closet rested a locked box filled with paddles, whips, cuffs, ropes, plugs, clips and clamps, clothes pins, and other toys. All of these had been gifts from her.
He had paddled her ass, flogged her back, pinched her nipples, gagged her mouth, and bound her to the bed, a staircase, a spanking bench, and other places in their home.
She had build and sanded smooth several wooden paddles, matching them to my grip.
How do I show this woman how grateful I am to her?
For starters, I tell her.
Next, I utilize her gifts.
I got home early from work, so I texted Katherine to tell her. All I wrote was: Coming home 2 hours early. Time for fun.
When I arrived, she was nude, on the bed, her ass raised on a wedge pillow. I could see the moisture glistening. Beside her, she’d arranged a dowel rod, a flogger, and the cherry wood paddle with the holes in it that she had made. I chose that one and got to work.
By the time her ass was cherry red and her breath came in gasps, she was ready. I tore off my clothes before using three fingers to fuck her wet pussy. I gathered moisture and pressed it into her anus. Then, I lubed up my cock while talking to her.
“You’re such a needy slut. I love that. I love coming home and finding you ready for me. I love not knowing what, exactly, you’re ready for, but I love knowing that whatever I’m ready for, you’ll give me.”
I was between her legs now, the crown of my slick cock pressed against her anus.
“Tell me. Tell me what you want,” I teased.
“I want you!”
I slapped her red ass.
“OH!! I want you to take me. I want you to use my body.”
I plunged in, balls deep, watching her body quiver as an orgasm washed over her. I slapped her ass again. “Keep. Talking.”
“I want your cock inside of me. I want to feel your touch even when you aren’t with me!”
I fucked her harder, feeling my balls tighten. I knew I wouldn’t last long, but that was fine. There would be time for a slower approach later.
“I want, no I need you to use me. To fuck me. To mark me. I. NEED. YOUR. CUM. INSIDE. OF. ME!!”
Once I’d given her what she needed, I filled that hole with a plug then told her to get dressed. We would be going to the club.
I showered and put on black jeans, a white shirt, and a black sports jacket. By the time I walked into the living room, she was ready. Kneeling, head bowed, wearing black leather jeans and a laced corset. I lifted her chin and bent to kiss her.
“I’m so grateful to have you in my life,” I whispered to her.
She shuddered, sighed, and smiled up at me.
