1. My Husband, My Slave


    Date: 1/9/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Domination/submission, Female Domination, Oral Sex, Slavery, Torture, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 89.2, Source: sexstories.com

    three nights later when John made advances again. “Fine, but you know what you have to do.” He was less reluctant this time so I rode him once again until his little wienie spurted and climbed up his body. He licked me to an incredible orgasm then finished cleaning up his mess. I kissed him deeply to encourage him then rolled over to a deep satisfied sleep. Once I had broken down his barriers John became an avid cunt licker and cleaning me up became our routine even when we made love in the afternoon rather than the evening. We fucked two to three times a week and I was cumming every time, something that hadn’t occurred since we had wed. Three months later I was pretty sure he was ready for the next step. Surprisingly, John helped by giving me the opening I needed. He was ranting when I came home from work that Thursday evening. John was always home before me. I could see that he had been drinking. He may have had his faults, but frequent abuse of alcohol wasn’t one of them. I sat silently, knowing that he’d eventually spill his guts. “I swear--that fucking idiot Hardman is driving me crazy. He hasn’t a clue and now he wants to revamp the entire department. I don’t know how much longer I can put up with it. I’d love to tell him off.” “Why don’t you?” “You know why—we need the money.” I had inherited before I had met John and saw no reason to tell him about my wealth. It was better that we both work, even though we struggled for the first three years. John would have ...
    squandered millions had he known of my inheritance. The investments were in an account he knew nothing about; the required reports sent to a post office box instead of our house. “Suppose we didn’t.” “Then I would; I’d give it to him good, but unfortunately I can’t. I’m stuck there.” “I think I have good news for you, John. Last year you made about $45,000 while I made about sixty. I learned earlier this week that I was being considered and today that it was confirmed--I’m getting a fabulous promotion and a huge raise to $130,000, and…I’ll be eligible for a sizable bonus, too. I’m the new division manager—executive vice president for development. You can quit if you want to, but I don’t think it’s a good idea to disparage your boss. He has too many friends in the industry.” Truth be told, I’d gotten the raise and promotion almost a month ago. I was waiting for John to voice his discontent. I knew it wouldn’t take long. He hated his job and his boss even more. “You could quit and look for another job, or even stay home and take it easy for a while you wait for the right position.” I knew there would never be another job; John was sure to mouth off to his boss. Joseph Hardman was a well respected executive and was considered an expert in his field even though John had chafed under him. A negative recommendation from him would be the kiss of death. John might be able to work at McDonald’s, but he wouldn’t. Such a job would be beneath his dignity. I didn’t mention it again; I didn’t have ...