Her Willing Submission - A Bride Blossoms With BDSM and Male Domination (4 page)

“Now then, I want you to tell me about your sexual experiences. When was the first time you saw a man’s cock?”
 

Eva was stunned. Her ass was on fire from the severity of the quirt. It stung like nothing she’d ever felt before. The leather forks were very narrow but her entire ass felt aflame. She could barely collect her thoughts. Another lash landed and she screamed, then blurted out, “I was a freshman in high school, Sir.”

“Go on,” he told her.

“I went to the beach one weekend with two girlfriends. There were some boys there from our school. I saw one of them.” Another lash landed.

“I want the details,” he ordered.

“I went to use the public bathroom at the beach. They had showers in them. I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going and I walked into the men’s bathroom. A guy named Ian was in the shower and he turned to see me. When he turn I saw his cock.”

Another lash landed. “Describe what you saw.”

“There was soap running down his chest and stomach and it ran off the end of his cock. It made it look really long. He saw me looking at it with my mouth … my cock-sucking mouth open and he just smiled at me. I turned around and ran out. I was so embarrassed. I could never look at him at school. I knew his friends laughed at me when they talked about it,” she answered.

“But you loved it, didn’t you? You loved seeing his cock and you thought about it all the time, didn’t you?” Andre insisted. Another lash stung her ass.

She shrieked. “Yes. I masturbated thinking about it. I did that for a long time. It was the only cock I saw before yours, Sir.”

Andre put down the whip and applied more lube to the anal plug. He repeated the ritual of having Eva open her ass and beg to be fucked. He thrust it in and out of her again until she was bucking and pressing herself into it.
 

“Do you know why men like to fuck women in the ass, Eva? It’s because every woman has a tight, virgin ass. Even if she has ten kids, her man can always enjoy fucking a nice, tight, virgin by putting his cock in his wife’s ass. That’s why you need this training. All your life you’re going to take my cock in your fuckable ass, Eva. You’re always going to offer me your little virgin ass, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Sir. I want you to have my ass forever, Sir. Take it when you want it, Sir.” She pressed her hips up and thrust her small, luscious ass against the hammering toy that was sodomizing her. She began to quiver with pleasure and was on the brink of orgasm. Andre slowly removed the plug and took the whip in his hand again.

“I want you to tell me about another slutty things you did. I want you to confess every detail.” He cracked the quirt across her ass and she cried out with a gasp.

“I touched a guy’s cock in college, Sir.”
 

Another lash quickly landed. “You said the boy in the shower was the only cock you’d seen before mine. You lied?” Another lash landed harder and left two purple welts in its tracks.
 

“No Sir. I didn’t see it. He took me to an event and after we were alone on some bleachers. He put my hand on his thigh and I felt his cock in his pants. He said I’d made him hard and I had to help him cum or else he’d have blue balls and it would be really painful for him. I didn’t know anything about that. He made it sound like it was my fault. He told me to just rub it through his pants and I did. He put his face on my chest, on my big tits, Sir, and he sucked them. Then he moaned and I felt the…I felt the hot cum seeping through his pants, Sir.”

“Did you feel like a whore, Eva?” he asked.

“Yes, Sir. I felt dirty.”
 

“But you loved feeling a hard cock, didn’t you? You loved the heat and thickness of it and you loved making him cum, didn’t you?” He applied another hard stroke with the quirt and raised fresh welts.

“Yes, Sir,” she admitted with a little shame.

Andre could wait no longer. He mounted Eva from behind and penetrated her pussy with his engorged cock. She didn’t squeal. For the first time ever she grunted from deep in her diaphragm like a beast and pumped her hips into him like a crazed animal. Neither of them could last long after a full evening of foreplay. Andre slapped her ass repeatedly and coached her to say all the things she had been trained to say in the past weeks. Eva had become an honor student when it came to her verbal whore training and she unleashed a blue streak of wanton lust and debauchery.

“Oh, thank you Sir for putting your big dick in my horny, slut cunt. Fuck my cunt hard and please make it hurt. I’m a slave to your cock-meat and all I can think about is sucking you off with my tight, cock-sucking mouth. Thank you for training my fuckable ass and for giving me the whipping I need with your quirt. I’m your personal, cunt, fuck toy! I’ll do anything you say!”
 

She felt her orgasm overtaking her and she did not have permission to cum. She begged for it, “Please, Sir, please may I cum? I can’t resist your huge cock! Please can I cum for you, Sir?”

Andre was seconds from exploding and managed to yell, “Cum like the little whore you are. Show me how hard you cum, Bitch!”

Eva twisted and bucked under his relentless thrusts. At the instant she began to cum Andre pulled out of her pussy and pressed the tip of his cock against her rectum. He shot stream after stream of his cum into her ass and roared as he came. Eva exploded into the strongest release she’d ever experienced as contractions ripped though her full body. She collapsed on the bed and to her shock and surprise she burst into sobbing tears of joy and relief. She felt purged of something and also elated that she had experienced a triumph. She couldn’t understand any of it but the emotion was overpowering and as they cuddled she fell asleep quietly sobbing.
 

CHAPTER FOUR

Ready for Display

In the morning Andre stayed home because it was a Saturday. He talked to Eva about the incident with the delivery man and told her he wanted her to become more open to displaying herself to others. Eva wanted to resist but she dared not. Everything about her upbringing screamed out against what Andre was suggesting. Her mother always insisted she be mindful of what people thought of her. And there was the general implication that being sexy was bad and attracted bad people.
 

Still, Andre was adamant and told her it was just another barrier that she must overcome. He wanted to show off his wife. He wanted other people to see how sexy she was. Eva had learned that resistance was not only pointless, it meant increased daily discipline over his knee or tied to the bedposts. The sooner she complied the better it would be for both of them.

Andre explained her first test, “Yesterday when we talked on the phone you told me you gave the delivery guy a dirty look because he was looking at your body. So when I got off the phone I ordered something online and paid for overnight delivery. It should be here today and when you answer the door I want you to be wearing your cut off jeans and no panties. I want you wearing that pink, cropped tee shirt with the low neckline and no bra. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Sir,” she answered, yet she was filled with dread and fear. Those clothes were plain and simply, indecent. They provided only partial cover of her private areas and could never be worn in public.

“That’s not all. When you sign for the package I want you to drop the pen. Then turn and bend over slowly to pick it up and give him a clear view of your ass. Understood?” he confirmed.

“Yes, but, Sir, if I have no panties he’ll see my…my…” she stammered.

“”Say it. Say what you’ll be showing him,” he ordered.

“Sir, he’ll see my slut cunt, Sir,” she said with embarrasment.

“Exactly. He’ll get a glimpse of your pussy lips and you’ll know it,” he confirmed. “When you answer the door I want you to apologize for your mood yesterday, tell him you were just having a bad day. Then I want you to drop his pen and bend over to get it.”

Eva agreed but spent the morning in fear of the doorbell. She noticed that by mid-afternoon she was not dreading the encounter as much. She ran the scenario in her head so many times it started to turn her on. She could feel a sense of flirtation bubbling to the surface. She never flirted in her life and the thought of being a tease began to excite her. The excitement vaporized when she heard the doorbell ring. Pure fear returned as she opened the door. The delivery driver tried to maintain eye contact despite her breasts pressing out of her tee shirt and one partially exposed aerola.

“Hi, I’ve got another package for you, Ma’am.”

Eva gave him a big smile as Andre watched the action from the kitchen where the delivery guy couldn’t see him. “Oh, that’s great. Hey, I’m sorry if I seemed grumpy yesterday. I was just having a rough morning,” and added, before he could answer, “Oops!” as the pen fell to the floor. “I got it,” she chirped.

Eva kept her legs together and straight as a board while she bent low from the waist. Her tight, miniature shorts pulled hard into the crack of her bubble butt and the narrow seam was no more than a g-string running along the lips of her swollen pussy. He could see the full cheeks of her butt and the pink fullness of her glistening, smooth pussy. The moment and the image was burned into the driver’s mind permanently. It was something he’d tell every guy at work and every friend he had or ever would have. It was a once in a lifetime experience that every guy in his business dreams will happen.
 

When Eva stood up and looked at him his eyes were still wide and his pupils were dilated. “Thanks, a lot,” she chirped. “Have a great day.”

“Thanks, I will,” said the driver and walked away in a daze.

Eva shut the door and covered her face with both hands. Andre watched and for a moment feared he had gone too far and that Eva was crying into her hands. When she removed her hands her face was flushed bright red but she was smiling with wickedness. “Oh, my God!” she gasped. “I can’t believe I did that. Oh my God! Did you see his reaction? Oh my God!”

Andre laughed. “So you loved it? You really did, didn’t you? You’re a closet cock-tease and you didn’t know it. Admit it.”

“Oh my God,” she repeated for the fourth time. “That was so amazing. I never thought I could do that.” She ran to Andre and kissed him hard on the lips. “Thank you, Sir. Thank you for making me do that.”

“Show me your appreciation with your cock-sucking mouth,” he ordered.

“Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir,” Eva replied as she got on her knees and quickly unfastened his pants and took his cock into her mouth. She had become much more proficient at fellatio since her training with the dildo had begun. Now she could comfortable swallow over half of his thick cock and work her tongue along the bottom of the shaft, almost reaching his balls with the tip of her tongue. Andre ran his fingers through her blonde hair and occasionally pulled her head deeper as he liked to hear her gag on his meat and it helped train her to deepthroat.

“That’s a good little wife,” he told her. “That’s how you need to suck your man’s cock; deep and with sleazy enthusiasm. Every time you suck this I want you to do it like you might not get another taste for a year. I want you to suck so hard you feel like you’ll pull it into your stomach. And I want you to always remember to moan like you’re begging to be gang banged.”
 

Eva moaned and screamed into her giant mouth gag. She’d quickly grown to love the feeling of being treated like a horny whore. In fact, she realized she was almost constantly horny and willing to do the most debauched things. Flashing herself to the delivery driver felt so sinful yet the thrill was addicting. She longed to be fucked hard. She even longed to be spanked hard. She wouldn’t get either until much later in the day.

“I enjoy making you suck me on command,” Andre told her. “From now on when I snap my fingers I want you to drop whatever you’re doing and immediately suck my cock. If you don’t hear me snap my fingers or if you are too slow, you’ll get one hundred with the belt. Is that clear, Eva?”
 

Eva removed this throbbing penis from her mouth so she could explicitly reply as she had been trained. “Yes, Sir. Whenever you snap your fingers I will immediately suck your cock. If I don’t hear or am too slow I will get at least one hundred strokes with the belt, Sir. Thank you, Sir, for allowing me to service you in this way.”

Andre smiled, “I didn’t say at least one hundred, I just said one hundred. You added that part, didn’t you. You’re starting to crave the belt, you little slut. You actually want more of it, don’t you?”

“Yes, Sir. I know you love to apply the belt, Sir, and I want to take more of it for you, Sir,”
 
she replied with lust and resumed her task of sucking. Again she felt the feelings of synergy, the sense of giving in a way that brought both of them to a higher level of pleasure and satisfaction.
 

“Don’t worry, there’s plenty of spankings and whippings in your future, Eva. I enjoyed seeing you display yourself. That’s why my cock is so fucking hard right now. So after I cum on your face and hair I want you to have a shower and get dressed to go shopping. We need to buy you some slutty new clothes today.”