[FM] (32/32) I gave my boyfriend 10 ‘Anal Vouchers’ for his birthday. He decided to use one when we visited my parents three days later

As part of a joke-type gift for my boyfriend’s birthday, I gave him a printed & laminated voucher within his bday card.

The voucher was for 10 anal sessions, whenever he wanted to redeem them. I was hoping they’d be used somewhat spontaneously. The potential thrill of it was too great to overlook.

Three days later, we visited my parents for two nights. The vouchers slipped my mind completely.

As we’re sitting watching a film, he discretely shows me a message on his phone he’s typed to me but not sent.

“Voucher 1 is being used within the next hour.”

My heart rate accelerated like crazy. I could feel myself getting turned on, and shortly after, we excused ourselves to go to bed. I buried my face into the pillow and he’d planned this ahead of time, having bought my favourite tingly lube.

I have never bit a pillow SO hard in my life. I could NOT moan at all. I couldn’t risk it. I’ll admit, I came twice and it was one hell of a thrill. Sometimes, sex that you take extra care to be quiet for, can be the most sensual sex.

[F] I lost the bet and literally paid for it with my ass

‘Who’d crack first?’

I loved how well things were going with Malkom. We’d see each other when we could and we had a good thing going sexually. We were both sex deprived before connecting. It’s inarguable that we were meant to connect and form a deep, sexual connection. And besides, his balls always remained drained and my pussy always remained serviced. The perfect arrangement.

Whilst we satisfied each other incredibly well sexually, I was beginning to get urges of my true dominating self. My desire to tease and be in control. To get him to break and just crave me on a whole new level.

I joked, “hey, listen, hypothetically, who do you think win between us at abstaining from sex?”

Malkom laughed. “I’m the true dominant here. You’d crack.” said with an incredible poker face!

This, was a challenge! A challenge I was keen to enjoy and relish in. I lived for this.

“Let’s try it. I’ll win.” Malkom confidently said.

SHIT. SHIT! I was NOT planning for that. What started out as a control thing, of me trying to implement a fun game that I was confident in winning, really backfired. The leverage was with Malkom, NOT me. I was freaking out.

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