“Viagra,” she snorted. “What a load of shit. Men have no problem getting horny and wanting it. They should make something for women. Something that will put me in the mood all the time like you want.” She tossed the paper on the table. He glanced at her and smiled. “You’re always saying that. I’m sorry I love you so much. That I want you so much. If they did come up with something, would you take it?”
“Just once in a while. If I gave it back to you like you seem to want it, you couldn’t take it.”
He smiled again. “Well tonight’s our night, as agreed, right? Every Friday? So wear what I’ve asked, and pretend you’re interested, okay? Once a week isn’t asking too much.” He kissed her cheek and went out the door to work.
She stayed at the table sipping the juice he’d poured her before he’d left. She’d get her work done early so she could relax in a nice hot bath, scented with his favorite oils, before she dressed for their night together. Well, it would be over soon after it started, so she wouldn’t have to fake it too long. She wanted to please him, but the physical desire just wasn’t there! Once a week wasn’t killing her, she guessed. The afternoon passed quickly. Soon she was done her chores and ready to relax. She plugged the tub and started running hot water into it. When it was half full she opened the bath oils and added them to the steamy water. She began to pull her clothes off, wanting to settle into her bath to sleep. The smell of lavender rose with the steam and filled her nostrils. Her nipples hardened in response. Moisture pooled between her legs.
“Odd, this has never happened before,” she thought as she finished undressing. She stepped into the tub and lowered herself down into the foamy water. Her nipples hardened more. Blood rushed to, and engorged, her lips and clitoris. She felt them throb. The desire to play with herself hit her and she began to massage, then pull on her tits. She moaned as she felt her juices escape into the bath water. “No! I’ll stop and hope this feeling lasts until he gets home,” she thought. Reluctantly, she moved her hands from her breasts and avoided putting them near her shaved pussy.
She leaned her head back and felt her muscles loosen as the hot water worked on them. She drifted towards sleep, keenly aware of the pounding between her legs. She opened her eyes an hour later, refreshed, but not relieved of the desire that continued to keep her nipples erect and her private area lubricated. She washed quickly, avoiding lingering where she most wanted to, dried off and dressed in the nightgown and robe he’d asked her to wear. He was due home soon. She couldn’t wait to feel his hands on her, exploring, taking. She hadn’t felt this way in so long.
She greeted him at the door, put her arms around his neck and pulled him to her, kissing him deeply and moving her body against his. He responded as she’d hoped, the front of his pants straining for release.
“What….?” he started to say.
“I don’t know. But I want you to take me tonight. Take me and use me as you wish. I can’t breathe because of this desire. I can’t explain it. Please, please, live out your fantasy tonight. Use me as a wife should be used! Make me yours! Show me who’s in control! Love me! Punish me for my years of disobedience! Show me how to please you! My cunt aches for you. My body moans with desire to serve you! Use me, please, however you want to, as often as you want to! No matter what I say for the rest of the weekend, now I plead with you to spend these three days training me! Please, say you will. Don’t allow me to back out tomorrow. Keep me in my place. Spank me, whip me if you must to show me how to obey you and serve you! Oh! I want you to control me and use me always! Please say you will! Please accept me and use me as you wish!”
He stepped back and looked at her. Her body had seen better days, her boobs sagged, her stomach was huge, she was downright fat! But he loved her and this is what he’d always wanted. He would not deny her. “Go through the house. Pull all shades, lock all doors. Then come back to me.”
She hurried to do as she was told, not wanting to be away from him for long. She came back and stood in front of him. “I did as you told me.”
“Good, now kneel.”
She did as told. He unzipped his pants and released his rock hard penis. “Suck me. Take me down your throat. Make me feel like a man.” She lowered her mouth over his rod and he groaned as it slid into her mouth and down her throat. He rocked back and forth as she first slid up then down his shaft, sucking and licking. She played with his sac and rubbed his inner thighs. He thrust deep inside her and spasmed as he came in her mouth. She tried to pull away, but he held her there. She swallowed as he shot his wad. When he was done, he released her head, telling her to clean him with her tongue.
When she’d finished she rose, He undid her robe and slid his hands across her breasts. Her nipples were still hard and she shuddered as he explored his wife. HIS. He pinched her nipples, pain exploded through her, desire flowed behind. She felt herself become wet again. Oh! She wanted him so!
“Take me to bed,” he told her. She took his hand and led him up the stairs to their room. She undressed him slowly, taking time to touch and massage him all over. She led him to the bed, climbed onto it and pulled him after her, laying him down. She removed her robe, leaving the nightgown on. She bent and kissed him, taking his tongue deep. Her hands slid across his body, lightly touching, exploring, caressing. She straddled him and worked his penis into her cunt, then sat straight up on him. He reached and pulled at her hard tits, milking her teats like a cow. His left hand went to her clit and began to flick and play.
She winced. “Too hard,” she panted.
“Too bad,” he replied. “Get used to taking it the way I give it. Respond to me, not to how you want it.” He flicked and pushed some more, rubbing her clit hard. He felt her juices flow out of her in response. “See. Your desire is what you allow it to be. A little pain can make it better.”
His hands went back to her breasts as he thrust his hips up, his penis reaching deep. She cried out, pain still winning out, but desire waiting to overtake. He gently moved her off of him and onto her hands and knees. Her tits hung below her, swaying with her movements. He positioned himself behind her. He spread her cheeks and he fingered her ass gently. She moaned and moved toward him .
“Not yet sweetheart,” he chuckled as his dick replaced his finger. It pushed against her ass, seeking entrance, but not really. She knew he wouldn’t but it felt good to have him play with her there. He slid his prick up and down between her cunt and ass, bringing lubrication to the latter with each stroke. She moved against him, desire building as his manhood rubbed against her. Finally he thrust deep into her, hitting her cervix again and again, still playing his finger against her asshole. She came with him, crying out for more each time his rod filled her. Done, he lay next to her and she settled against his chest. He was so good. Her climax had left her breathless. Never before had she come so hard or so long. She closed her eyes, sorry that it was over.
She turned over in her sleep, her nipples scraping against the sheets. Instantly she was aroused again. Moisture leaked from her vagina. She felt herself pulsate. Her nipples were hard and yearning for his touch. She nestled close against him. His breathing was light and steady. Dawn was breaking through the window around the edges of the shade. She fell back to sleep dreaming of his demands.
When they rose late Saturday morning he ordered a hot bath, and a massage to follow. He showed her no signs of sexual interest, just the usual hug, kiss, sweetheart, etc. Nothing to show that last night was special to him or that he was at all interested in her today. It was driving her mad! She was in an almost constant state of arousal and it was driving her to distraction. She so wanted him to take her plea of last night seriously! One day was not enough! She’d put him off before, but she really wanted him to do this! To take full control. To be the man, controlling and using his wife. Taming her. Punishing her. Oh yes! She wanted to be punished, to be spanked. Hard. Her juices ran down her legs as she thought of his hands disciplining her, loving her enough to show her where she needed correction.
Late afternoon came and she began to make dinner. He called her to him. “You’ve done well today. You did what you were told and also got your housework done while making sure my needs were tended. But by not considering what I desire for dinner, you’ve shown me you need guidance and discipline to please me in all areas. Did you ask me what I wanted for supper? No. You haven’t thought about my wishes. You may as well finish cooking what you’ve started. But I am not happy with you.” He pulled her across his lap and spanked her hard several times. He released her to continue preparing the meal, Her tits pushed against her shirt and the thong she wore was soaking wet as she worked in the kitchen, anticipating that evenings activities.
When the supper dishes were washed and draining by the sink, she wiped her hands and joined him on the couch. “Take off your clothes,” he told her. “For the rest of the weekend I want to remind you that we are not equal. You should consider yourself a slave to me. You do as I tell you, not what you would normally do on your own. You’re here to please me and serve me. I’m glad you’ve realized that this is what you were made for and that I am to be obeyed. You are my possession, to do with as I want.
I love you and will not harm you, but I expect total submission and obedience. You told me this is what you want also. You told me not to let you back out. Never again will I let you back out. This is the way things will be around here from now on. You must allow yourself to, or make yourself if necessary, be possessed and controlled by me. It will be good for you. The pressures of daily life will be gone, the decisions will be made by me, you will only need to do as you are told, in everything. Do you understand?”
She nodded.
“Good, then take off your clothing, as a reminder of your position.”