Instincts

I ignored his first words but they shook me.

"Long time no see... Slut."

Despite having cleaned up I could feel fresh juices slicking down my leg. The hours I had spent tied to a chair with a big vibrator giving me constant orgasms. He claimed he was training my stamina... Or the nights I was strung up suspended over a feather to increase my sensitivity.

I tried not to think about the disciplinary things he did whenever I failed to perform. Like passing out with the vibrator attached to me instead of suffering through the countless orgasms. I was too innocent to know otherwise when my parents pushed us together.

But ignoring him didn't work as he snapped his fingers. The memories that flashed through my mind of eating out of a dog bowl with a smile and a butt plug.

"Come. Sit."

Suddenly against my will my body moved sitting on my heals in front of him. I had my legs spread wide precariously balanced on my feet.

I normally would have my arms pushing my tits together, but... I felt my weight shifting as my breasts were much heavier than before. So my arms were on my knees for balance.

My towel was long abandoned in a wet heap.

"So, how have you been enjoying the married life." His hand familiarly tilted my chin to look up at him. I then felt the instinctual twitch of muscles in my ass twitch trying to wag the butt plug tail like he taught me too.

However there was none and that shattered the hold my old training had on me. I slapped his hand away and quickly stood.

"Stop that! I'm not-" I was heading for my bags when I was pushed down. My face was buried into the bed as his angry grip reminded me of more punishments.

He growled into my ear. "I was so angry when I found out you had run off with some other guy. Luckily your mom was more than happy to be my toy until your sister grew up." His hand squeezed my ass, the pinch and the weight of his body on me excited me more as I remembering the spanking sessions.

Then my pleasure was revealed when he grabbed a fist full of my hair lifting my head removing the bed that was muffing my moans. Even if I knew I should be feeling disgusted or scared to have this man toying with me, my body was flooding me with endless pleasure.

Then his hand was removed from my ass as he grabbed my hand yanking it in front of my face. The short struggle halted when the glint of the simple wedding ring was revealed to the light of the room.

"I'll make you a deal. I won't play with you while you have this ring on." He playfully twisted the ring slowly pulling it off... "All you need to do is close your hand." I really wanted to... I even tried. But the situation had me wondering if he was going to fuck me with the hard object he was pressing into my ass.

Then the ring was off and he rolled me onto my back. Then he brought the ring to one of my nipples as his other hand occupied the other. He pinched and squeezed the one as the ring was dug into my nipple fishing out the hard nub that was hidden from view. He left the ring dangling off my hard nipple, as my body shuddered. I gasped when I had a momentary break but then I was moaning again as he pulled me open with his thumbs.

"Good girl, you remembered to shave for me." I didn't do it for him.... But that didn't matter to him.

I could feel his fingers about to push into me. But then he paused. "What do you say~?"

The reply popped into my head instantly. Drilled into me after hours and hours of being edged and the only way he would let me off was if I begged him.

But I bit off. "Please-" I cant! Especially not when looking down past my big tits I could see my ring still hung on my large hard nipple.

He caught my gaze and suddenly he grabbed it with anger uncaring that he was roughly tugging on my nipple as well. I moaned again. But it was short when he pressed that ring against my pussy. It felt... cold shockingly so.

He was obviously waiting for me to say it. My lips quivered and my weak voice came out despite all efforts I made to not. "Please! Master. Your bitch wants to cum!"

Then he shoved his fingers into me. I was so loud... But I didn't care. I had a very familiar orgasm, One I hadn't had in years. I enjoyed every second of it. It wasn't until he was whispering into my ear again that I felt like taking another shower.

"You aren't my bitch remember. You didn't wait for me like a good bitch. No you are just a pleasure driven animal. I bet you wish you could be my pet like your sister is." I hated that he was right but he stood off me indicating it was over.

However before he stepped away he tossed me a pen. It was one of those super permanent ones. "When you cum from a guy that isn't your husband put a dot on your inner thigh. When you get fucked put a tally."

I don't know why I listened... But I did... The fat black mark on my white thigh seemed extra visible...

I started getting dressed pulling my panties up when I wondered where my ring was. Panic ran through me as I tried searching for it but quickly realized I didn't have time. I was already going to be the last one to arrive...

I tried to get my hair to settled by the time I got downstairs but between that and being **** to wear a bra to hide my nipples that refused to return back to their hidden states I had definitely failed.

I didn't bother holding up everyone as I took my seat next to my husband. I didn't even care that the big hunk who shaved me clean was next to me. His hand rested on my leg casually. His touch was much less driving than my master's- No! Not my master. I blushed as I failed to keep my thoughts down. But his confident hand slipping under my skirt tantalizingly close to my sensitive lips made me feel excited yet again. No doubt my old training coming back, letting me get wet at any moment.

Luckily it seems I was early as one more person stepped into the room. She had a serious expression, definitely was here for business not fun. I was grateful for the distraction really... It drew the eyes away from me even if no one was actually looking at me. At least it made me feel better.