If you bought pink handcuffs earlier...

"Stop!", you moan, and Dave freezes, irritated. You turn your head and smile at him. "Not yet!", you say, and slowly free yourself from his grasp. As you feel his dick sliding out of your wet pussy, you react with a soft sigh. Dave still looks at you, half in a state of arousal, half irritated. You blow him a kiss, look apprehensively at his erection and walk over to your handbag, where you take out the package you retrieved earlier from the mailbox. The restraints feel a bit heavier than you expected them to. This is not a One-dollar-shop handcuff, but a heavy one, just fur-lined with fluffy pink. You hear a ratching sound as you put the first cuff on your right wrist.

Dave stares at you. You close the second one around your left wrist, in front of your body. Then you lift your cuffed arms.

"I am your prisoner, Sir", you say, softly, and look at Dave. "I am yours."

Damn, you didn't know that this can feel so good. How come you never experimented with any of this in your whole life? Dave walks over to you, his hard erection still glistering with pre-cum and your own juices.

You wish he would just bend you over and fuck you.

"Honey, I...", he starts.

"Shhh!", you mumble softly. "I am not your wife. Not now. I am your prisoner. Use me!"

And you mean it. You are surprised by your own word, by your own feelings and desires, but right at this moment, you mean it. You don't want to be the wife you used to be, the one who sets up rules for proper sex. "Foreplay first, then sex. Goal: climax together." Nonsense. You want to be used. You want it rough. You want Dave to take what is his. You don't want him to hold back.

"Don't hold back, Sir!", you whisper.

Dave grabs your shoulder and forces you down, into a kneeling position. You gasp, as this alone sends shivers of arousal through your body. He does not have to say anything, you know what he wants. He was always fond of blowjobs, and you didn't give him a lot of those. Not your thing. Right now, you wonder why, as you open your mouth eagerly to suck him. His dick smells of your own juices, which strangely is a highly arousing fragrance. You suck and slurp, your hands tied in front of you, while Dave moans and groans, moving his hips to push forward. The thrust makes you gag and cough for a moment, but you resume immediatly. You almost feel as if entranced. Aroused. Horny. This is all... so awesome!

Dave suddenly reaches for you again, pulling you up and pushing you roughly forward. You fall on the bed, head down, burying your restrained arms under your body. You soft scream is not artificial. A second later, you feel Dave's hard and wet cock pressing into your butt cheeks. Only seconds later, Dave enters your pussy, and it feels as if his dick has never been bigger. It feels... huge. Like a real intruder. Maybe it's just the situation. You being handcuffed. You lying face down on the bed, presenting him your buttocks. Mishandled and used by your husband.

He starts fucking you. Hard and relentless, just as you were hoping for earlier. He was a bit rough earlier, but this is a whole new level! You moan into the sheets, your legs kicking feebly into the air. You suddenly wish there were more restraints on you. It feels so good, being immobilized. It feels so satisfying. You want to feel utterly helpless. Invaded by a big, hard cock. Suddenly, you climax. Out of nowhere. The orgasm takes your body and you scream, muffled, into the bed. What is happening? You never, ever before came so quickly. It's not... You... You need a long, slow build-up to cum. Or that's what you thought.

SMACK!

Dave has slapped you on your right buttock. His cock is still sliding in and out of you. Your brain tries to process what is happening. The slap felt... good. You feel how your arousal is increasing again.

Smack!

You whimper into the sheets, turn your head to the side to get some air and hear yourself saying: "Again!"

Dave seems like in a frenzy. You are not sure he heard you, but occasionally, his hands are slapping down on your ass while he's still fucking you with this incredibly hard cock that you have never felt before.

You cum again. Screaming, struggling, losing all thoughts in the moment. Reality stops to exist. There's just a blinding light of joy and bliss. You are dimly aware that Dave shoots his jiz into your womb, how he himself is screaming, while still pumping and thrusting.

"Wow!", you whisper faintly.

Dave must have opened the handcuffs, but you don't remember much. You only remember falling asleep as happy as you have never felt for years.