I was on my knees in the corner of the room, completely naked. My arms and legs were tied in such a way that there was no hope of getting up from my knees, much less unleashing. Yes, if I had, I would not have dared to try to disobey the order of my husband, who was leaving the room ordered to wait for him in that position.

Where is my husband now I did not know he could enter the room at any moment. Although it is possible that he was not at home and he will return home in the evening or in general only tomorrow. I had time to stand and remember my life, to remember how it all began and how, I, an intelligent girl, turned out to be in such an unattractive form.

Not so long ago, my sex life with my husband was not particularly remarkable for such things. We were not particularly shackled in bed and for several years of family life we ​​tried almost everything from the missionary position with the lights off under the blanket in the bedroom, ending with anal sex in the evening to the sound of the surf on the beach.

We also had thoughts about inviting a third person to bed, but we could not agree, I wanted a man, and my husband, of course, a woman. In general, we have not been able to reach a consensus on this issue and decided to postpone the solution of this problem until better times. My husband was always affectionate and gentle in bed, never raised his voice to me and very carefully watched my reaction if he thought that I didn’t like something, he immediately stopped doing it. He never resorted to any violence and was very afraid to inflict pain on me.

Somehow in our family life turned out to be quite a long period, when I was left without work, I was sitting at home and weeping terribly. I definitely had nothing to do. Out of anguish, I began to climb all kinds of Internet sites and accidentally stumbled onto the pages of a certain gentleman who colorfully described various sex scenes with flogging and other types of punishments. After reading his stories, I began to attend all sorts of sexual fantasies, where I was in the role of an obedient girl, a slave, who is in complete submission to her master.

I knew with my mind that fantasy is great, but most likely I really will not like this role. But the thought of the “owner” did not give me rest, and I decided to try to persuade my husband to “play.” I was not sure that my gentle husband could even be a master, but I hoped that he would be able to play along with me a little. My God, if I knew how it would end, I probably would never have decided on such a "game." And maybe it's good that I did not know, otherwise I would never have experienced, what I had to experience.

In general, one evening, after drinking a good quantity of martinis for courage, I went to my husband and told him that I had been visited by new sexual fantasies and that if he does not mind, I would like to play with him the word “slave” I absolutely did not like. I can not say that the reaction of my spouse delighted me, he somehow reacted to this idea without much enthusiasm.

Nothing happened for a couple of days, and on the third I decided to take matters into my own hands. In the evening, I wore black panties, stockings on rubber, shiny shoes on heels, and a black lace bra. As such, I waited for my husband in the bedroom, and when he entered the door, I went to her knees and said:

- Mister wants me to help him undress?

“Hmmm, I actually can do it myself,” muttered my spouse.

I did not pay attention to the objection of her husband, began to carefully undress him. After that, I said that everything was ready for my massage, and then my husband did not dare to refuse: While I was carefully rubbing oil and kneading my tired body after work, I did not forget to ask him, “Wouldn’t I mind? I will do this and that ”or“ Does the Lord want this and that ”In general, I tried my best to get my husband into the role of the master. And yet I did a little bit of that.

After the massage, my husband unexpectedly informed me that he wanted to cum in my mouth. I will tell you, for me it was a surprise because he never did it, fearing that the taste of sperm would be unpleasant for me, but I didn’t ask.I was shocked, as he was not just going to cum in my mouth, but also ordered to swallow everything. When I heard his order (it was the first order in my life!) I was somewhat taken aback, but did everything as he said.

It is not strange, but I was not unpleasant. I did not feel the taste of sperm, but for some reason I felt a strong arousal from what I was ordered. Then came the usual fuck. So ended our first experiment.

All the next day I was under the impression last night. I was impatient to repeat and consolidate our recent experience. In general, I did not expect anything more from my husband. A couple more of these evenings started on my initiative in this way. And in the end I played enough. But my husband apparently is not, on the contrary he got a taste.

Days 10 later, after our first experiment. In the evening, as usual, I lay in our marital bed and read some stupid feminine romance. The husband entered the room and suddenly said

- How do you meet your master! Bitch! - My eyes have become more than two times, I did not expect anything like this from my husband. True, having quickly oriented myself in a situation, I decided to play along with him a bit. And exclaiming "Oh sorry!" Jumped out of bed and approached him, knelt down and began to undress him.

- Mister wants massage? I asked, pulling off my socks.

- To hell with massage, suck quickly, but do not forget to swallow. I want to sleep!

When I lowered my pants from my husband to me, like a little devil from a box jumped out his huge hard cock. I began to gently lick his tongue, holding her at the base with my right hand, and with the fingers of my other hand, I sorted his testicles.

- Got tenderness, cut off my spouse! And, grabbing, my hair began to roughly stick my mouth on his huge tool. He shoved so deeply that I began to choke, but to my surprise, it excited me, thank Gd, he quickly finished and I swallowed everything as he ordered to the last drop. After that, my husband collapsed on the bed, and when I lay down next to me, my master lazily began to play with my pussy with one hand.

After such an adventure, I didn’t need a lot of pleasure, and so I flowed. I helped him a little, having thrust my fingers into my wet hole and literally in a couple of minutes I was covered with a stormy orgasm, after which we fell asleep peacefully.

For a while nothing happened, we lived our normal married life with pleasant quiet sex 3-4 times a week. I don’t know what changes have taken place in my spouse’s head, but they have also caused this change, I was with my indefatigable fantasy. Apparently I woke up, in him deep male instincts, which were safely euthanized by modern upbringing.

In general, one evening, my life has changed dramatically. That day, my husband returned from work a little later than usual, after dinner he fell on a sofa with a laptop. This was nothing strange, in our time the laptop successfully replaces the newspaper. At about 10 pm, when I was about to go to the bath to take a shower before going to bed, he called me and said that I should be ready. “What for?” I asked stupidly. “Everything!” Was the answer.

After these words, he again buried his computer, making it clear that the conversation was over. I went to bathe, thinking about his words, it is clear that I did not think of anything clever. After a shower, I went to bed, mentally ready for anything. But it turned out that I was not ready at all.

The husband who appeared at the door of the bedroom, saw me in bed, flashed a glance and said

- I've told! You must be ready! What are you doing in bed? Stand up and come to me, so now you are each ...