Message-ID: <12949eli$9807122335@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: doughboy Subject: The Journey NC rape ultimate femdom Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <35A836AE.118EF733@hotmail.com> This is a story of fiction, intended for adult readers only. If you are offended by explicit description of sex acts, including NS sex, Female domination, water sports, and humiliation, please do not read this story. Comments and/or suggestions are welcome, good or bad. I’ll try and keep the chapters coming as long as there is some interest in finishing the story The Journey This story deals with the change in lifestyle of a couple. The man learns that it is better to give pleasure than receive.. And the woman makes a journey into the world of Femdom. but it’s a hard long journey. Preface A Journey. That’s what you would have to call it. If anyone would have told me that I would be living the life as a sub, I would have said they were crazy. In fact, my tendencies were more to the opposite. What is even more astounding, is that I am very content living my life in servitude to my mistress. This is not just the story of my changes in life, but also of the changes in my wife. My wife is now my mistress and owner. I have petitioned her to write the second chapter of this story, to better explain the driving forces behind our change of life. Chapter 1 The Rape as told by Don I guess the problem was there from the first in our marriage. I think I just chose to not be aware of it. As most men, I just went along fat dumb and happy; not fully aware of how my wife felt about alot of things, including our sex life. I guess I always knew our love making was less than my wife liked, but I was happy, and she didn’t really say that much about it (at least no too loudly). Only now I know how selfish I was. I was always the aggressor in our relationship. Even though I had lots of fun in our sex, I also had a strong desire to please her. I do love her. I guess I never explored my need to give pleasure because I was always told that the man belonged in charge of the sex. Until we started our Journey I never explored my desire to give pleasre as well as take it. Many times I would start sex, knowing that my wife wasn’t in the mood. I almost always would ask her to do things that I know that she didn’t really like. Pursuit of my own gratification was my only goal. Because she really loved me, she would almost always give in. I think that what bothered her the most was the many times I would ask her to give me head. I knew she didn’t want to do it. Because she would always reject this a request for this particular sexual favor, I got smarter! I would start making love to her, Tender and gently. The way the womans magazines say that a woman likes it. Soon I would start getting a little more agressive, squeezing her more than ample tits. The gentel squeezing would soon give way to tighter and tighter squeezing as I slowly worked my other hand down to her cunt. If I was careful, my patience would soon pay off, and she would become hot. Her cunt would absolutly drip as she got wetter, and wetter. Her moans would get louder, and when she was really hot, I found that she liked sex a bit rough. I always found that a bit funny - If she was not turned on, she would HATE all kind of force, but when she was hot, she seemed to enjoy being treated rough. (I think she was embaresed or ashamed of this transformation as soon as we were done having sex.) With the skill that 10 years of marrage had developed I would get her hotter and hotter, and then when her moans were loud, and she started pushing her hips into my hand, I would start to slowly push her head down lower and lower. She knew that I wanted her to suck me off, and although she didn’t like it, she would allow me to slowly overcome her, and finally push her down on my dick. Truth be known, I kind of enjoyed her attempts to avoid sucking me. The feeling of triumph when I would finally work my cock in between her lips was great. Once I forced my dick into her mouth, I would start pumping in and out of her mouth. I could feel the resistance in her neck, but kind of liked the feeling of pushing her down anyway. Although she would relent, and let me pump her in the mouth, I almost never was able to cum in her mouth, she would just struggle too hard. She even threatened to bite my dick off if I actually came in her mouth! I would usually laugh inside as she struggled to pull her head back to avoid tasting my hot juice. Finally I would cum, usually allowing her to pull my throbing cock from her mouth, and point it at her tits. I liked shooting my load all over her big tits. I liked making her smell like my cock so much that I would keep her from showering until the morning. Even though most of our sex was similar to what I have described, and very selfish on my part, I guess she kept putting up with me because she loves me, and I never really got violent, or too demanding.... until that night two years ago. I came home after being out with some friends at a bar. We talked about the waitresses, how their tits and asses looked. Some looked GREAT! We shared stories (lies) about our sexual escapades, and powers. My best friend told of how he was in control of HIS wife, and never took no for an answer because “He was A Man”! The combination of all the talk, starring at the waitresses asses and tits, and drinking too much proved to be a bad combination that night. I came home drunk, and very horny. Crawling into bed beside my wife, I woke her up and told her that I wanted to have sex. She turned me down with a grunt. “It’s 2 AM! I’m tired, just go to sleep, you can have what you want in the morning.” she said. Something happened. I guess all the talk about being in control was still on my mind. “Not this time” I announced. With a motion that was less than gentle, I rolled her over, and said that I was going to FUCK the hell out of her! I don’t think I’ll ever forget the look on her face, although I would see that same look 3 more times before the night was over. I literally ripped off her nightgown, and forced my self between her legs. In no time at all I was ready to cram the biggest hard on I had ever had deep into her. She wasn’t turned on so her pussy was somewhat dry, and the penetration produced some pain for both of us, but inspite of the pain in no time at all I was pumping full force into her cunt. I repeately drove my cock so hard into her that her tits would shake violently with every plunge. I liked watching her tits shake like that! I moved higher on her so I could come down with more force, actually touching the bottom of her love canal with ever thrust. Her face told me that she was not having as good a time as I was! She yelled for me to get off of her, and tried to dislodge me from her saddle. In my drunken state, I made fun of her attempts to throw me off, but suddenly announced that if she didn’t want me to fuck her pussy, perhaps she would like me to fuck her ass! “In fact,” I said, “that sounds likd a good idea because your ass is virgin, and most likely much tighter than your cunt anyway!” (she had never concented to let me try and enter her rear door.) Her face really showed her fear and distaste at that point. She really didn’t want me to enter her ass. But it was too late, my mind was made up. I was going to have her ass this night. I pulled back and rolling her over quickly mounted her once more from behind. I fucked her cunt a bit more to insure that my dick was as wet as it could be, and then without any preperation, I rammed my throbbing member deep in her ass. She almost convulsed with the pain of the forced entry, and tried desperately to get away. But it was too late for that! I grabbed a hank of her hair to let her know that I meant business, and started pumping her ass. I still remember the sound of my dick slipping in and out of her tight ass. I fucked her ass like there was no tomorrow. I was so hot and so drunk, I didn’t here her sobbing or her pleas for me to stop. Maybe I just didn’t care. I don’t know which is the most true. I pumped her ass like a madman for almost another minute. I don’t know if it was the alcohol or not, but inspite of more sexual stimulous than I had ever had, I fond my self having difficulty cumming. Then the idea hit. Tonight she WILL tase my load! Pulling back once more I with withdrew my hot wet member from her ass, rolling her over on her back, I mounted her. Sitting on her chest, I forced my wet and dirty cock into her mouth. She was begging for me to please not do this to her. Her pleas were soon muffled as I forced my wet dick betwee her lips. “Tonight you EAT All OF IT, and if you bite it, you’ll be sorry”. Soon her crys were replaced by gagging sounds as I started pumping in and out of her mouth. “Tonight you are taking it all Bitch!” With that statement, I thrust my dick so far down her throat that my pubic hair was up against her nose, and I could feel my balls hitting her on the chin. I came like never before. Not letting her get away, I pumped my entire load deep into her throat. I don’t remember much after that, I guess I passed out. I woke the next morning to find my wife just laying in the bed, my dried cum still all over her face. I was sorry. I told her that I regretted last night, but she didn’t say anything. I knew I had gone over the line. I had to go to work, and so did she. We dressed in silence, and went our separate ways. With all the earnest feelings I could muster, I begged her not to leave me, and to try and work it out. What would tomorrow bring? Would she leave me? Divorce me? Have me arrested for rape? I new I had just changed the world I had known. I went to work hoping that we could work things out, but I never expected how she would “work it out”! -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----