At Home

You hurriedly got home and set everything up. There was still plenty of time before Brad got home but you were trembling in anticipation, you were unspeakably horny and you wanted everything to be perfect. The following hours dragged by until finally you heard Brad pulling into the driveway.

With ease you put the finishing touches into place, your outfit was on, the whip and note were on a nearby table, kneeling in the center of the room you pulled the blindfold down, fixed your ponytail and clicked the handcuffs on. A moment later you heard Brad open the door.

"Hey babe," you heard as his footsteps approached.

You'd left all of the lights off save for those in your bedroom so he'd be able to find you.

"Babe?" he asked as you heard the bedroom door open.

There was a moment of silence as Brad entered the room and found you. He was no doubt reading your note which simply read.

Brad,

I saw something on your computer today that I shouldn't have, it was an invasion of your privacy and I need to be punished.

xxx

Ellen

You heard his belt come undone and his footsteps approaching until you could feel the heat off of him. There was an unfamiliar sensation as you felt the whip run up your chest, it circled one of your nipples slowly before quickly striking your breast drawing a sharp gasp. As you took in the new sensation the whip ran down your chest slowly, then your stomach and finally slowly over your pussy. Before it even occurred to you to brace he struck you quickly just above your pussy. You cried out but managed to stay kneeling as the whip ran around your hip and to you ass. Brad's hand slowly grasped your throat before he delivered a series of quick stings to your ass cheeks. You whimpered as his hand tightened around your throat and you heard the whip hit the floor before his belt was undone. In a moment you felt the tip of his cock pressed against your lips.

"Now," said Brad calmly, "say you're sorry."

It took a moment for you to register he wanted you to say sorry with your mouth, but not with words. You took his cock in your mouth and sucked the head for a moment before taking him further into your mouth, you let him as far in as you could but when you were about to lean back to take a breath Brad gripped the back of your head and **** himself into the back of your mouth. The forcefulness caught you off guard and in a moment he had **** himself into your throat. He held himself in your throat as you gagged but made a conscious effort not to pull back.

"Good girl," muttered Brad, "fuck."

You quivered at his words and finally he let you off of him as you gasped for air. After a moment to recover he grasped your ponytail and pulled you back hard before pressing his lips to yours in a **** kiss. He grabbed your breast hard and as he pulled his lips away from yours he slapped your boob before forcing himself back into your mouth. Brad held the back of your head with both hands and in a moment was in your throat this time however he was even rougher, he worked himself in your throat stopping only to let you gag before he kept going, your eyes teared under your blindfold, you could feel saliva leaking from your mouth and onto your chest and the floor. Brad had never been so rough with your mouth before and as vulgar as it seemed you were obscenely wet due to his rough use of you. After what seemed like an eternity without his cock in your throat he pulled out and let you collect yourself.

"That was one hell of an apology babe," said Brad, "now let me show you how much I forgive you."

He got behind you and roughly pushed you forward, and you had **** but to lean the side of your face on the hardwood, still kneeling you were completely at his mercy. After slowly running his tip up your wet slit he roughly shoved himself into you and after a few rough thrusts you came, hard. Brad held your handcuffed arms as he fucked you hard and fast through your orgasm. You had always been demure in bed but now completely at your husbands disposal you moaned and cried out like the whore in the video. He felt so deep at this angle and you were so focused on all the spots his cock was hitting you barely noticed your knees rubbing on the floor. Brad grabbed your ponytail and pulled you up so your back was against his chest.

"Who knew my sweet wife liked it so rough," growled Brad into your ear.

He grabbed your breasts hard and tugged on your nipples as you whimpered. His hand worked its way around your throat and squeezed, with his other hand he **** his thumb into your mouth.

"Suck it," he commanded and you did.

He pulled his thumb from your mouth and in a moment you felt it slide up your ass.

"Fuck," you stammered, "baby."

With his thumb buried in your ass Brad released your throat and began to fuck you. Your thighs were slick from how wet you were, your knees were raw from the floor, your face felt like a mess, your tits hurt from bouncing so freely and through it all you came again very hard.

Brad roughly pulled himself from you and in a moment he pulled off your blindfold and stood before you stroking his throbbing cock. For some reason you opened your mouth and let your tongue hang out and shortly after he erupted. You had never let Brad cum on your face but now you felt him cover you, it was in your hair, your moutj, your nose, your eyes. He pressed himself back between your lips.

"Get every last drop," he groaned.

You sucked him and swallowed everything you could out of him before he finally pulled out.

"Do you forgive me?" you asked.

"Fuck yes," he said kissing you despite the mess on your face.