Introduced [m]y wi[f]e to bondage

Over the past two months, my wife and I have had a sexual reawakening. Last night, we tried out the bed restraints I bought.

I got home from my weekly poker game (drinking on Mondays make them so much more bearable) around 11:00, and when I got home, she was still awake.

After a little bit of small talk, she tore my shirt off of me, but it wasn’t her night to take control; Daddy came home on a mission.

As she straddled me, I began to choke her, softly at first, but the harder she bounced on my dick, the harder I wanted my hands around her. One hand feverishly rubbed her clit as she rode my cock while the other hand choked her to stifle the sounds of ecstasy from waking up the rest of the people in the house.

After she came, I gave her a minute of recovery time before throwing her forcefully off of me and flipping her over like a piece of meat. Pushing her face into the bed, I started to pound on her from behind. As she bit into the pillow to stop from screaming, her soaking wet pussy withstood my barrage of hate-thrusts.

[mf] Off topic; my stories led to divorce and unemployment

Someone from this subreddit discovered my true identity and turned me in to my wife and my work compliance. If you’re still looking at this subreddit, please just leave me alone. You got what you wanted. Stop sending my wife messages anonymously through Facebook. I know I messed up, and your moral superiority won out; you’ve left me with literally nothing.