[F] The Dominant Beast Hidden Within The Quiet Nerd

This occurred way back when I was in my out-of-control phase around 18 and describes how my husband saved me from my self-destructive tendencies. Quick backstory, my husband, who I refer to as hubby/daddy, has always been my best friend. He was the boy next door and the one person outside of my family that I could always rely on to be a helping hand. Fast forward to past my father’s death, and when my mom started selling her body but before the photographer incident. I was sleeping with and fucking everything I could. I was out of control, craving that loving feeling that had been ripped out of my heart when my dad died. I was just shy of being 18, and I had the reputation of being the class slut as I tried to find that protective, loving feeling again. I claimed virginity after virginity amongst the students. Still, none of it satisfied me, which led me to seeing older men and meeting a man who referred to themself as Jay.

This is a story in itself, but Jay was 47, and I initiated everything with him since some girls I met told me how he took in people. I was scared of where I lived because of all the randoms my mom brought home, and my sisters were on the verge of moving out, so I saw this as an opportunity. However, what Jay was actually doing can only be described as a sex cult. He was creating a harem of girls with broken mindsets like mine. I willingly showed up for an orientation process, and sexual things happened. I regret a lot of it but back to my husband.

Now in school, hubby always gave off a shy, quiet demeanour. Didn’t have a lot of friends but the ones he did have he was very close to. He had no sense of fashion. He was in every computer course and just seemed like the typical person who would be categorized as a nerd, myself included, put him in that group. However, being as close as we were, we did hang out frequently or walk to class together, and there was a basement corridor that connected the wings of the school that students rarely ever used, aside from us. This incident took place two days after I met Jay, and I thought I was secretive with a lot of what I was doing, but hubby proved me wrong.

While walking through this hallway, I jokingly told him to carry my books for me and planned to tease him a bit since I always suspected he might have a little crush on me. Only when I put my books on his, he dropped them all onto the floor, and in the blink of an eye, he had his hand wrapped around my throat, but his grip didn’t get tighter; he just held me in place while pressing my back up against the wall. I had never seen this side of him; he was always the “nice guy,” but looking into his eyes, I realized there was more to him deep inside. I’ve yet to see that same look in another man’s eyes, but it was like looking face to face with this dominant beast that was speaking directly to my damaged spirit with tears in his eyes, and I’ll never forget what he said to me.

“Kimmi, I’m done watching you fucking self-destruct. I’m done with all this bullshit you’re doing to yourself; yea, I know about all the guys Kimmi, your friends talk behind your back just like mine do to me. I should’ve done this sooner, but from this day forward, you belong to me, and only me, because I’m done watching the darkness consume you. I’m going to do everything to renew the light in both of our lives from this moment forward. Do you understand?”

Even with the tears running down his face and as vulnerable as he was being, that dominant desire never left his eyes, and I was getting wetter by the second. Someone was finally calling me out, and it’s what I needed to hear the most. Hearing those words made me feel whole again, and I nodded almost immediately. Now his wording may not have been the best, but I kinda like the thought of being owned, and his eyes were telling the story that I needed to hear. I immediately submitted myself to him as he took my hand, and walked me the rest of the way to class, and even carried my books while doing so.

Then for the rest of that day, I couldn’t shake the thought of him. Looking into his cold, steely blue dominant eyes. Feeling the phantom feeling of his hand around my throat. He had control over me even when he wasn’t present, and it made me so fucking horny that by the time I left school, I didn’t have any panties on because of how soaked they were, and as soon as I got home, I made sure no one else was there. Then pulled my leggings down to my knees. I didn’t hold back on myself, cumming repeatedly until I was so cumdrunk that I passed out from a mix of dehydration & exhaustion and woke up to my oldest sister looking down at me with a smirk on her face before telling me to use my own bed next time I needed to get myself off.

Anyway, this is kind of just a slutty appreciation post about my husband and how thankful I am to have him be my rock, and again I apologize for the length

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pp6v91/f_the_dominant_beast_hidden_within_the_quiet_nerd