Author’s note: this story is 100% true and the first time my wife and I dived into BDSM. I removed some minor unsexy details about the use of safe words but everything was consentual and discussed before we started. I’m writing from my point of view, I hope you enjoy the retelling as much as I enjoyed experiencing it.
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I felt the last strap secured around my right wrist. I gave it a light tug and confirmed what I already knew, I was trapped. Spread eagle, completely naked on the bed. My other hand and both my legs were tied taut and I could barely move. I couldn’t see or hear anything. The white noise from the Bluetooth headphones and the black blindfold I was wearing ensured I had no idea what was coming. I squirmed in anticipation and my hardening cock was ready for my punishment.
A light caress on my nipple. What’s she doing? Then I felt the clamp take hold. It was tight and it hurt a lot. A light moan escaped my mouth and then the other. Both my sensitive shaved nipples were screaming with pain. I loved it.
She stepped away. I think. What’s next I wondered? Then I felt her lift up my ass and place a small toy underneath. The strong vibrations were pounding my ass and balls. Another moan, more pain, more joy.
A slap of leather across my thighs. I screamed. I begged for more. I felt the belt being slowly across my body. I had no idea there the next strike would land. I writhed. I moaned. And I screamed again. This time across my belly. It hurt. It hurt a lot.
The belt again. Tracing the contours of my raging hard cock and my delicate exposed balls? She wouldn’t. Would she? She did. The belt thwapped against my most sensitive parts. I yelped in surprise and pain. I need more. She gave it to me.
Again and again the belt came down. Across my legs, my chest, my cock. All while I could see nothing but darkness, hear nothing but the angry buzz.
Please. I begged. I need to touch you. Please mam left me taste your breast. Some mercy at last. I felt her ample breast graze my face. I reached for her with my tongue and tasted her flesh for the first time that night. It was heaven.
Fire. Pain and fire as the clamp twisted my right nipple. I screamed louder. Nothing had ever hurt or felt so good.
Then nothing. Where she go? I pulled against my restraints. I feebley reached out to touch her but nothing. I still couldn’t see. Couldn’t hear. The heat from a dozen belt strike were my only companion. My arms and legs buzzed from being tied for so long.
Release at last. First my right hand and then my left. I felt her move on top of my and slowly sink her dripping pussy onto my abused cock and balls. I grabbed at her hungrily. Caressed her breasts. Felt her skin against mine. She rode me rough. Bouncing up and down as I finally could touch what I had been denied.
Yet I knew my place. My legs still tied. My eyes still blind. My ears still covered. I was hers and I don’t know why.
I don’t deserve your pussy, I cried. Over and over.
I don’t deserve your pussy!
I don’t deserve your pussy!
I don’t deserve your pussy!
But she was giving it to me. Letting this pathetic man thrust inside her. She wanted my cum. She wanted a baby. That’s all I’m good for. I couldn’t disappoint my mistress so I gave it to her.
My whole body tingled as at last I erupted. Shooting rope after rope of my seed deep inside her.
She collaped on top of me. And I held her. I knew that I deserved the beating but I did not deserve to cum. I thanked her. I thanked her again.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xwzz43/my_wife_tied_me_up_and_beat_me_bdsm