“You’re going to be mine for the weekend. I’m gonna use you where I want, when I want.”
After four years of marriage, our intimate life was starting to get boring. Until my husband introduced these free use weekends. Whatever he wants to do to me, I have to say yes, or use my safe word. Today, he sets the bar even higher. I won’t be allowed to reach ecstasy...
Unless I beg him to take the most forbidden part of my body.
To make me submit, my dominant will go to any lengths. He makes me crawl through the house, naked and with a vibrating egg inside me. And when I still resist, it's time for my punishment. Tied in handcuffs, I must bear his hands and his crop.
But no matter what I claim. I love that he uses me like that. Even when he humiliates me by filming me and forcing me to watch him degrade my body in the mirror. I’m his perfect submissive.
And even though he’s a big guy, I will welcome him everywhere inside me.