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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”!


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