in over two decades,
I returned home last night
to a very Very VERY Dominant Husband
and a very wanton mindset.
He kissed and hugged
and pinched and tugged
and loved and fucked
me...in short order!
This morning, he showed me
something that he made.
He made two spreader bars...and they are amazing!
They are two thick dowels
(so they are very sturdy!)
One is about four feet long.
He attached two eye bolts through either end
and two about two and a half feet apart from the middle.
To each of the eyebolts, he put a carabiner.
He made another that just has the one set of eyebolts and carabiners
on a two and a half foot long dowel.
He commanded me to lay on my back and close me eyes.
He attached a set of cuffs to my ankles and wrists.
I haven't been cuffed in so very long.
They were comforting and calming...just having them on.
He then attached the ankle cuffs to the outside carabiners,
and commanded me to close my legs.
Trying and failing to close my legs made me so very turned on!
Then he lifted my legs...with seeming ease.
He commanded me to open my eyes and hold the bar.
He attached the wrist cuffs to the bar and I was bound!
He touched me with his fingers...trailing the all over my body,
arousing me and sensitizing my skin.
He stroked, twisted and pinched my nipples.
Then pulled out a crop...that I hadn't seen.
He started slowly - focusing on the spot at the end of my ass...
where my ass hits my thighs.
He put one hand on the bar and kept it exactly where he wanted it,
and He cropped with increasing intensity.
I couldn't move, that knowledge...
that I Couldn't - even
had me slick with excitement.
He cropped harder.
It was really starting to hurt and
I was really moving...moving my body as much as I could.
He was easily able to control the movement that would impede his cropping...
and He continued.
I was crying out...
Oh, I am so glad to be home!
So glad to be His!