Whips, Leather, and Strap on Femdom
ByJamie and Kyle have been married for a little over 3 months now and the love is still in full swing. They continue to please one another without trouble and they are always looking for new ways of passion.
One night, Jamie came home from her job as an accountant at a local hardware store, completely distraught and fuming. The boss was a sexist pig that would give Jamie tasks that an intern should do and not a 2 year accountant for the store. Throwing off her shoes, Jamie walked through the living room to find Kyle in the kitchen making supper. Kyle heard Jamie enter the door as she let out a heavy sigh, giving away that she was frustrated with the day. This has been the normal sound he s heard for a week.
Hello Hunny how was your day? Kyle asked with a smug grin as he finished setting the table.
Already being upset with the day s events, Jamie didn t have any tolerance for Kyle s smart remarks; his grin giving away that he really could care less about her day. With the lack of compassion toward her feelings, Jamie snapped with the first response that came to mind.
Oh shut up Kyle, how would you like to feel like a slave?
Slightly taken back from the sudden unexpected tone and remark Kyle did the only thing he could and responded as he normally would; a smart remark.
Who would I be a slave to, you? another slight grin appearing over his lips and then laughing slightly he continued, Like you could enslave me, dear.
Kyle sat down at the table and looked at Jamie, waiting for her response. Without a word Jamie gave him a snide grin and walked into their bedroom and shut the door, leaving Kyle slightly confused. Thinking she needed to cool off, Kyle didn t follow knowing but unsuspecting what was about to happen. A couple of minutes later Kyle heard his lovers voice but there was something different about it. Not the voice per say but the sound that followed after he heard her yell. Kyle get in here!
Thinking that something may have harmed her, maybe the sound was the culprit. The sound was so familiar before, as if he d heard it from a movie or show. Her tone as well was different. Forceful and commanding, something that Jamie rarely was toward him. Kyle walked briskly towards the bedroom and starting thinking the worst since he didn t hear any sound from the bedroom. He was stunned with what he saw when he opened the door, nothing could prepare him for it.
Jamie was standing there in a full leather dominatrix outfit that Kyle never once saw. There was a smaller garment in her right hand. He couldn t quite make out the object in her left hand since the only source of light was that of the street lamps outside.
Shut the door, don t ask any questions, and put this on me. Jamie commanded and watched Kyle s movements wanting him to sass her so she could use her toy. Jamie tossed Kyle something he would never imagine; A Strap on.
Kyle than looked up at her as the initial shocked wore off and caught a glimpse of what was in her hand. A nine tails neatly wrapped around her hand and tossed casually on the bed was a pair of handcuffs. Tonight was going to be interesting.