She had given up on him long ago, at least as far as her heart was concerned. They were now just best friends in the most tragic way, strangers in the bedroom. As she sipped her morning coffee, she actually smiled instead of the usual scowl that had been part of her morning routine for way too long. No, this morning she was squirming with anticipation, anxious for the moment he would leave and she would have the house to herself.
Earlier, she had taken a long hot shower, savoring not only the heat but the sensations of the rough bath gloves on her body. She was preparing herself, getting her body ready. She had shaven herself for the first time in ages and it felt glorious. Afterwards she had carefully applied lotion to herself and knew her body was exactly as it should be, soft, smooth, and scented and very very ready.
She was getting ready for her morning walk, a long standing date with herself but today was going to be different. She was waiting for her husbnand to leave because there was one more thing she must do before she leaves the house, something new and wicked. He was gone now and she was savoring the last few sips of the coffee, knowing it was time. She set the cup down and cleared her head, then stood up and walked excitedly to the bedroom.
She went to the drawer where she kept her underwear and there, underneath them, was the plug. She hadn’t had her ass used in so long, it was a small one as she was just embarking on ensuring her ass was ready. She laid it out neatly at the foot of the bed and stepped out of her shorts and then took the top off as well so she was now completely naked.
She could hear HIS voice as she stood facing the foot the of the bed. “Every movement done for me should be elegant, you are to be my work of art, my geisha” and it was that voice and that demand that flowed through her as she slowly bent from the waist and rested her chest on the bed. Her left hand slowly reached out to her left cheek, she was conciouis of the movement of her hand. She could feel the negative voices starting about how she was being awkward and such but then, “YOU ARE MINE AND FLAWLESS” boomed HIS voice in her ears. He had explained, more than a few times, that when he said she was flawless that he didn’t mean everything was perfect but that the effort she put into pleasing him, the obediance, was what made her actions flawless.
Her mind calm again, she reached out with the other hand and her fingers slowly wrapped around the heavy smooth glass plug. She brought it to her mouth to lube it up and she made herself slow down She parted her lips and let the plug slide in as if taking a lovers cock for the first time. “Be eager without rushing” he had instructed her. Now wet from her mouth, she brought the plug around to her ass and again, conciously slowed herself down. It didn’t matter how badly she wanted to feel the burn of the first stretching, or to feel the weight inside her, what mattered was grace, elegance, and being art in motion.
Then it was in and she then spread both cheeks open, again doing as he had ordered. She shifted her weight a bit, spreading herself open completely and with her eyes closed imagined showing him HIS holes, HIS property with all the grace she could muster. She felt the wetness growing, her need had been rampant since they had met only a little time ago.
With speed that had thrown her off balance he had seized her mind and with it, her body. The bath gloves she had used to prepare her body had been from him, the lotion as well. They were a bigger surprise than him sending her the beautiful purple glass plug as they were not the sort of thing most men think of. Then again, he was most definitly not like other men. She couldn’t help but laugh, considering she was bent over spreading her ass open not just to show a lover but to get better at showing a lover!
She stood up and dressed for her walk. She threw her shoulders back and tilted her chin up. Posture, what sort of man cares about or even notices posture she almost whined but she loved it. He really saw her, looked at her, noted every detail and cared. She looked in the mirror and the woman looking back at her was barely recognizable. She looked taller, slimmer, more shapely and there was a glow. “Hell yes there is a glow” she laughed out loud to herself knowing how intense the need he had fired up in her. Not just old passions reignited but new, deeper, even darker passions were starting to grow inside her.
On her way out the door she grabbed her earbuds because she was going to listen to his audio as she walked. The trail wasn’t all that busy at this time of day. She knew she would blush crimson each time someone walked past her. He had instructed her to watch each person as they pass, the men to imagine being ordered to kneel and ask if they would use its mouth. The women it would be required to clean and prepare both before and after its owner had used it.
She hit play and his voice flooded into her mind
https://soundgasm.net/u/europeanrestoration/Masters-Precious-Doll-Part-1
It
She had found it jarring at first to pretend she was just an object but slowly she stopped pretending, it stopped pretending and instead craved the peace, the order, the rightness of it. Wearing the plug in its ass as it walked reminding it what its holes were for. Reminding it that it had needs, that it had desires but more importantly that it was wanted, that it was desired, that it was worthy of attention, lust, and even need.
At first she had balked. It was just a game, she had played before. Nothing serious, flirtations, etc. Nobody got past her walls, her masks protected her from being truly exposed or vulnerable. He hadn’t cared, no that wasn’t it, he cared deeply but the walls, her defenses didn’t seem to exist. He saw her, as if someone hiding in the shadows when the light comes on. He reached in and seized her, not taking no for an answer and yet never rough, never brutal. His whispers carried force that other mens shouts do not and she simply let go.
It
That was probably why she had desired to be it so badly. There was peace and serenity in being an object, no doubt, no anxiiety, the responsiblity for outcomes was his and his alone he had told her again and again. That was in fact what had begun her real surrender.
He hadn’t demanded pictures, or all the other usual things. No, he had made her service her husband. Normally that would fill her with doubt but she had been MADE to do it. Told exactly HOW to dress, how to get on her knees, what to do with her mouth. It was of course awkward with hubby but that was normal, but being praised by him for her obedience and feeling his need to hear the details had opend the door to her surrender.
She had of course not simply surrendered. She had fought, she had ghosted, she felt worthless, incompetent, but he had taken each of those words, each of those voices, and stripped them away, one by one. Where she saw fault and mistakes, he told her he saw obedience. Where she felt worthless he saw value. And thus she had slowly become his IT.
Between her mind racing, the intense need between her legs and the hypnosis audio she had finished her walk before she knew it and was standing before her door. She still floated between her and it and always would. She was married, it was property, but Master had eased the conflict. She would work on her marriage and IT would always be there, holding her mouth down longer, forcing her to take cock deeper down her throat, to do things she wouldn’t but it would.
She walked back in and went directly to the bedroom. Exactly as he had instructed her, she once again stripped naked and this time lay naked face down on the bed and started to listen to a brand new audio she hadn’t heard before. Before she hit play she remembered one of her last instructions, IT may not cum until after hubby next comes in its mouth.
Every part of her now hungered to be fed and she hit play…
https://soundgasm.net/u/europeanrestoration/Long-seduction
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/pkkcvo/m4f_a_marriedwoman
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Amazing!!