Everything She Wants and More

I had been giving him attitude for days. I had been sassy, combative, and constantly starting petty arguments. But there was a method to my madness. It had been too long and I needed to be fucked. But not our usual fine gets the job done kind of sex. I needed more. Something primal. I pictured him taking control, ravaging me and making me cum over and over. Basically I needed him to be a man and fuck this attitude out of me.

I should start from the beginning. I love my husband. I fell in love with him for many reasons, but one of them being his kindness. He would never even think about doing anything that could hurt me. And here's the thing. I am a lot. I am the one who is dominant in our day to day life. I make the decisions. He follows my lead. Anything to make me happy. But the one spot I needed him to take control was in the bedroom. And I needed it now.

I thought I was being obvious. But it had been all days and I was getting nothing. He even jumped on the PS5 to play with his friends. Exasperated I went to take a shower. I slammed the bathroom door on my way. Twenty minutes later I turned off the water and wrapped myself in a towel. The shower made me feel less annoyed, but I was still in a mood. I dried myself off and opened the door to the bathroom and stepped into the attached bedroom.

I still hear him out in the living room playing. I'm walking around the room getting what I need to call it a night early. I'm in my own little world muttering to myself about how dumb he was not getting my hints. I drop my towel and I'm about to step into my pajamas when the door to our room flies open.

Before I even know what's happening a hand slaps over my mouth and an arm wraps tightly around my waist. I try and flail as I feel myself being dragged to the bed. Im panicked until I hear his voice in my ear.

"Shut up," he hisses. "Im so sick of hearing your voice you've been nothing but a bitch for a week."

This made my blood run cold, but I could feel the wetness begin between my legs too. This hasn't his normal voice. This was something different. He drags me across the room and shoves me onto the bed and sits on my chest. His hand comes off my mouth and I start to curse him out.

Just then something soft is shoved into my mouth cutting my voice mid sentence so the rest of my words come out like mmm mpff mpfh. I see him grab something that looks like a bandana. He picks my head up and ties it around my mouth holding whatever is in my mouth tightly.

"I thought I told you to shut up," he says and smacks my cheek lightly but hard enough I knew he was serious.

He got up from my chest for a moment just long enough to grab my arms. He holds them above my head. I feel him click a hand cuff around my wrist. He then threads the open end of the handcuffs through the headboard and clicks the other end on my other wrist. Now I'm hand cuffed to our bed, mouth tightly gagged, naked from the shower and unsure what was next. All I knew was this was hot, and I was so turned on.

He gets off me. I lift my head to see what he's doing. He comes back over with another bandana. He slides it over my eyes and I feel him climb back on the bed and sit on my hips.

"I could get used to this," he says as he runs his hand down my jaws across my chest, purposefully barely scraping my nipples.

I moan slightly into my gag. He hears. He laughs.

"I knew this is what you wanted," he says. "Ive been looking forward to shutting you up for a week."

He bends down and starts kissing my chest. He moves on to my now rock hard nipples. Light kissing turns into sucking. He knows I love when he does this. I moan into the gag and start to buck my hips begging for him. He licks and sucks until my nipple is a rock hard peak.

I don't know where he got them but suddenly what I think is a clamp is tightened onto my nipple. I scream into my gag. He laughs again and I feel his tongue on my other nipple. He follows the same treatment as the other sucking and licking it into a hard peak. I am dripping. Then he closes his teeth biting hard. I scream again into the gag. He attaches the clamp to my other nipple and gets off leaving me shaking on the bed. Wetness starting to pour onto the sheets.

I feel him at the foot of the bed. He's undressing I think. He climbs back on the bed and I feel him grabbing my legs spreading them. I feel his hands up my legs. I feel two fingers circle my opening.

"You're such a naughty girl," he coos in my ear his hot breath on my neck.

"You're already soaked." I feel his fingers go in me. He softly rubs easily finding my g spot. He's not jackhammering me with his fingers, just lightly rubbing. Teasing me by avoiding my clit.

He kisses from my neck down my body stopping to tug on clamps with his teeth. I moan again into my gag. Drool starts to sneak out from all my moans. Between his fingers and the pressure on my nipples I'm already about to cum. He feels this and pulls his fingers out.

"You're not coming that easy" he growls.

He kisses my gagged lips. He starts licking and sucking his way how my body again starting just by ear. Down my neck. Down my chest. Down my stomach. Then knowing how desperate I am he dives face first into my pussy. His tongue assaulting my lips. He tugs on the clamps suddenly removing them without opening them. Its a good thing I am gagged because my screams would have woken entire neighborhood.

He rubs my nipples to numb the pain while still not removing his tongue from my pussy lips. Just as I'm about to cum and have the biggest orgasm of my life he stops. He moves and again sits on my chest. I start to beg but no words are coming out only muffled sounds behind the gag.

He pulls the bandana off my mouth and leaves it hanging around my neck. I spit out the cloth. I start to beg. Ple--his hand squeezes my throat. My words are cut off.

"That wasn't permission to speak," he warns.

"Now as punishment, I get to come first. You're gonna use your mouth for sucking. Nothing else. And you're not gonna make a sound understand," he snarls.

I shake my head. Unsure how to get out words. He tightens his grip.

"Is that a yes" he whispers inches from my face.

I shake my head again.

"Yes what," he demands.

He loosens his grip.

"Yes daddy," I barely manage to get out.

He releases his grip and puts a light kiss on my lips. He tastes like me. I gasp but before I can catch another breath my mouth is immediately filled with his dick. He fucks my face. His dick in and out all the way down my throat.

He must have been as turned on as me as I think its been less than a minute and I feel his dick contract and shoot warm streams of cum down my throat. He pulls out. He's still sitting on my chest and we are both trying to catch our breath. Im still horny as hell. The daddy thing even surprised me. Either way it was hot.

He's had me close to finishing twice, but hasn't let me. I start to try and beg again. I know thats what he wants.

"Daddy," I quietly say.

He looks down at me with a look of evil. I stop. He immediately puts the bandana thats been hanging around my neck back in my mouth. Its not as tight as it was before. I can still talk but the words are muffled.

"No way," he says, putting his hand over my gagged mouth.

"I don't wanna hear anything from you unless I give you permission. Now I assume you wanna cum," he teases.

I shake my head wildly. Ok he says slipping his fingers into my hole beginning to lightly stroke. He removes my blindfold. He's staring at me mouth engulfing my nipples again.

"BEG," he commands.

I must have looked confused. He grabs my throat cutting off breath briefly.

"Beg me to fuck you or I won't," he snarls.

I do my best to get words out with the bandana between my teeth.

"Daddy please fuck me. Bury your dick in me. I need you pl--,"

Before I can finish he slams his dick into me not removing his hand from my throat. He thrusts hard and fast. It doesn't take long till I'm about to be over the edge. So is he.

He takes my nipple into his mouth and thats all it takes. I cum harder than I ever have. I scream so loud the gag is useless. He slaps his hand over my mouth trying to quiet my screams.

My orgasm sends him over the edge. He manages to pull out and warm strings land on my face and chest. He kisses my still gagged lips. He gets off me. He slides the blindfold back over my eyes.

"Wait here," he half whispers half laughs, knowing I can't go anywhere. I hear him walk into the bathroom. I here the door click. I hear the shower turn on. I hear the music turn on.

I yell "herrroo" thru my gag.

I hear the door open. Sorry babe I cant hear you as he turns the music up. He closes the door again. Music blaring. I try and scream.

"Mmm hhmp pmm ml mmmmp," I scream and pull at my restraints.

This isn't fun anymore. I start to panic. Between the gag and the music I realize screaming is futile. Is he just going to leave me here tied, gagged, blindfolded, and covered in his cum?

I lay there for a few moments. Then I realize that the wetness between my legs has reappeared and replaced the panic.

To be continued