Her Willing Submission - A Bride Blossoms With BDSM and Male Domination (6 page)

If all of that wasn’t enough, the episode of having the store clerk grope her most private parts and talk about her like she was a ’57 Chevy being prepped for a car show drove Andre wild. Andre never knew how much that kind of exhibitionism would turn him on. It drove him crazy with desire. The day they came home from that shopping Eva didn’t even manage to run to the bedroom as instructed. Andre grabbed her in the garage, tore off her shirt and bent her over the hood of the car. With her boobs mashed into the cold steel of the hood Andre fucked her so hard her feet lifted off the ground with every thrust. He came in her pussy then sent her dripping to the bedroom where he fucked her for three more hours, all between rounds of blowjobs and over the knee spankings. In the end they were both exhausted and agreed it was the best sex of their lives.
 

Andre gave Eva more good news. A new international client wanted to have meetings in Cancun, Mexico and Andre decided he would take Eva with him on the trip. Over the next few days he repeatedly told her that she better be ready for Mexico because she would be having new things beyond her imagination. The anticipation of that kept Eva in a state of constant arousal.
 

During the flight to Cancun Andre whispered to her that she would be performing at a deeper, more intense level than she ever had. It was driving Eva wild to hear his threats and to anticipate her ordeal. Andre was also very excited to push her to new levels of submission and to release her inner slut.

When the arrived at their luxury hotel Andre had a shower and put on the thick cotton robe provided in the room. Visitors to Cancun are always blown away by the magnificent colors in the ocean. Shades of blue and green blend together and create a portrait of serene beauty. Andre sat on the balcony of their hotel room and took in the view. He was interrupted by a phone call from his client. He spoke on the balcony while still enjoying the view. When he realized his verbose client was going to drone on and on he slowly raised his free hand into the air and snapped his fingers. In a matter of seconds Eva flitted onto the balcony stark naked and got on her knees between his legs. As Andre listened on the phone Eva sucked his cock in the manner she had been trained.

At one point Eva made a quiet slurping noise and Andre place a finger over his lips to instruct her to be silent in her task. Andre could only smile as he realized he was earning hundreds of dollars per hour listening to a longwinded client talk while he was enjoying a spectacular blowjob and taking in a magnificent view of the Mexican beach and ocean. Paradise.

He was still on the phone when he felt his orgasm welling up. He enjoyed holding Eva’s head in place so he could cum in her mouth but not have his load shoot directly down her throat. He preferred to watch as he filled her tight mouth to overcapacity that forced his cum out onto her chin, neck and tits. He held the phone away from his face and pumped his huge load into Eva’s mouth and watched her struggle to manage the load. As she tried to breathe she sputtered into his cock and spewed cum everywhere. She knew it was too loud and she heard Andre tell his client, “No, it’s just the wind.”

Eva licked up all of the spillage and cleaned Andre’s cock and balls with her tongue. She stood up and left the balcony. When Andre ended his phone call Eva returned to the balcony, still naked, with the belt in one hand and the cane in the other. “I’m sorry I made noise, Sir. Would you prefer to discipline me with the belt or the cane?”

Andre loved how far Eva had progressed so quickly. He knew she hated the cane and it always made her cry. It was lucky for her that Andre didn’t want welts on her ass this early in the vacation. “You’ll get the belt,” he told her sternly.

“Yes, Sir,” said Eva and she immediately positioned herself on the bed. Her whippings always started with her placing two pillows in the center of the bed and draping her hips across them as she laid face down with her legs tight together. It made Andre crazy with lust to see Eva’s perfect ass raised up and obediently waiting for whatever he wanted to do to it. He decided to give her only ten strokes with the belt but this time he did it as hard as he could. Eva shrieked with surprise as the first lash landed.

Whack! Whack! Whack!

Eva screamed and clawed at the sheets as she took her hard punishment. Then, with three strokes left on her count she did something that surprised Andre. She pressed her ass higher into the air, turned her face toward Andre and seductively said, “Please make extra sure I remember for next time, Sir.”

Andre smiled and added another twenty to the count. Eva’s cheeks were bright red and she wiggled her ass after every stroke. It was obvious her pain tolerance was much higher and she was enjoying the belt. He noticed how she twisted her thighs together tightly and he suspected she was deliberately provoking her own orgasm. “If I see you cum,” he warned her, “You’ll get it with the cane until you can’t sit down.”
 

“Yes, Sir, I would never cum without your permission, Sir.”

Andre finished the thirty strokes with the belt and dropped it on the bed. He rubbed his hand across her little ass cheeks and felt the heat envelop his hand.
 

“You enjoyed that far too much, Dear. The belt used to be for discipline and already it’s just foreplay to you. I think you’re becoming a bit of a pain slut.” He ran his fingers along her hot pussy and felt her slick wetness.

Eva moaned and slid a hand under the pillow, it emerged with a small bottle. “Is there anything else you’d like to do to my fuckable ass, Sir?” she cooed, putting extra emphasis on the word ‘fuckable.’ Andre looked at the bottle. Anal Lube. Eva pressed her ass upward and purred like a cat wanting attention. The many sessions with the anal plug had done what Andre had hoped. Now she was craving a cock in her ass and the whipping with the belt had only made her more horny to get it. Andre’s cock grew thick watching her move her ass in a small circle and press it upward in a begging display of slutty seductiveness.

Andre rubbed his hand roughly over her ass cheeks. “Spread!” was his simple command and she quickly reached back and pulled both cheeks fully apart to expose her virgin treasure.
 

“So you want to have my cock in your little ass? That’s something you’re going to have to beg for. I want to hear you beg to be ass-fucked and then beg for me to continue to ass-fuck you. If you forget you’ll be reminded with the belt.”

“Yes, Sir. Please ass-fuck me with your huge cock. Please take my anal virginity and make me scream. Fuck my little, slutty ass so I remember who I serve, Sir.” She continued with a steady stream of pleading as Andre applied copious lube to the full length of his shaft and used his fingers to work more lube into her tight hole. She was hungry for it. When his fingers pressed into her sphincter she pushed herself back and moaned as she was penetrated.
 

Andre toyed with her. He rotated his fingers and pumped them slowly in and out of her tight ass. Her breath was clipped but she kept urging him on with wanton, slutty talk of how much she wanted him to sodomize her.
 

She was already on the verge of climax when he pressed the swollen head against her sphincter and it tightened involuntarily against a thickness she had never experienced.

“Open,” was his order for Eva to relax as she had been trained with the anal toys. She calmed her breath and Andre watched her little entrance dilate. He leaned into her and pressed the head of his cock inside and began slow thrusts. Eva screamed and clutched the sheets.

“Oh my God, it’s so big! It hurts so much! Oh my God it hurts, Sir!” she cried and pleaded.

Andre slapped her ass hard and left a clear handprint on her right cheek. “Beg for more of it. Don’t you dare complain about anything. You’re a whore who can’t get enough ass-fucking and cock-sucking. Stop sounding like a Sunday School teacher and show me what an anal slut you really are!” He quickened his pace and slid his lubricated cock deeper on each thrust.

Eva’s high screams abated and she began to deeply grunt as Andre pounded into her ass. The experience was not what she expected. She felt the most full feeling of penetration and violation. The initial pain had diminished and she felt as though every fiber of her body was being fucked by a powerful monster. Her will to protest was gone and all she wanted was to become more lost in the sensation of being completely possessed by his cock. It owned her. She wanted it to own her.
 

Her new slut vocabulary went into overdrive, “Oh, Sir, please sodomize my anal fuck hole with your monster cock! Ream my ass so I never forget who owns it. Make me your anal fuck-bitch! Use me! Please use me!”

Eva felt inhibitions flee from her body. She transformed into what she had longed to be throughout her marriage, a completely uninhibited sex partner.
 

“Oh, God! Thank you for fucking my slut ass, Sir. Please give it to me harder! Make me your anal fuck-toy. Make me your anal bitch-slave. Show me where my real cunt is, Sir! Please let me service your huge cock with my fuckable ass. Please give it to me every day, Sir. My fuckable ass needs to be used like this every day. Thank you for training me to be like this, Sir. Thank you for making me become a sleazy whore to be fucked like a rag-doll for your pleasure. Oh, God, I love it so much, I’m going to cum, Sir. I’m sorry but I’m going to cum. I can’t stop it. Oh my God!”
 

She squealed and kicked her feet against the bed. Instead of clawing herself away from his thrusts, Eva was shoving her ass backward to get more cock in her on every pounding thrust.

Andre was ecstatic at her transformation and took mercy on her unauthorized orgasm. “Cum hard for me, Bitch. Show me how much you love a big dick in your ass and cum loud and hard right now!”
 

He drove his dick deep and rested his balls on her hot ass cheeks as he exploded inside her. They both felt the wild, powerful contractions of the other as orgasms tore through them `at the same time. Eva collapsed on the bed in tears.

She quietly sobbed with gratitude, “Thank you, Sir. Thank you so much, Andre.”

Andre held her and kissed her neck.

CHAPTER SIX

A Day at the Beach

The next day Andre had no business meetings so he decided to spend a day at the beach. They drove south from Cancun toward Playa del Carmen and found a wonderful beach that Andre read about online. The beach was huge and several areas had lounge chairs and umbrellas set up and available for a small rental fee.
 

Even as they walked along the beach carrying their beach bags Andre noticed all the eyes that followed Eva. She wore a thin white cotton shirt over her two-piece yellow bikini and her luscious boobs bounced and rolled like puppies in a sack.
 

Eva knew she would be displaying too much because Andre would not allow her to wear a normal bra to the beach. She looked straight ahead and tried not to see anyone who might be staring at her. Luckily for her, she also had no way to see the gaping mouths and obvious stares of the people behind her who got a glimpse of her perfect ass after she passed by. Andre, however, took it all in and loved every second of it.

Some guys have serious jealousy issues. They see a guy look at their wife and they want to start a fight about it. For Andre it was more like having something he was really proud of. Like a car guy taking a classic Corvette on a Sunday drive just to show it off. Nothing made him feel better than someone giving him a wink and saying, “you’re a lucky guy.” He knew Eva was as hot as a two-dollar pistol and taking her to the beach wearing a small bikini guaranteed him a great day of watching people look at her.

Eva wanted to protest that the yellow two-piece he selected from a catalog the week before was far too revealing. In the past she only wore a one-piece bathing suit and those were always modest. However, she learned that protesting such things only led to more severe discipline sessions and never to her getting her way. She was surprised to realize she was not too embarrassed to be wearing it. At least not as much as she thought she would. Gradually she was losing her public modesty and the best feeling for her was that she was pleasing Andre with her new boldness.
 

At least she thought it was boldness, until she found out what Andre would have her doing over the rest of their Mexican trip. By that standard, walking to their lounge chairs was practically sitting in church.

When they were set up with their chairs and towels Andre made sure Eva put on a good show. He told her to apply suntan oil to her entire body and as she did he kept repeating the same order, “Slower.” He insisted she make three applications on her boobs and inner thighs. Slowly. When she turned on her stomach he applied the oil to her round ass. He pulled her suit bottom in every direction always revealing her white flesh to the sun and the onlookers. He made her place a rolled towel under her hips so her ass was uplifted in a wanton, seductive manner. She blushed behind her big sunglasses.

What Andre knew was that the beach was frequented by many European tourists who were accustomed to going topless. He surveyed the sunbathers and nearly a dozen women, mostly middle-aged and overweight were not wearing bikini tops. Most of them were laying on towels and a few were walking from the ocean after a quick dip to cool off from the wickedly hot sun. He could just picture Eva doing the same things and the looks it would garner.