Turn over

As I lay two steaks on the skillet I feel my mind racing a mile a minute. I can't believe Dean is seriously considering all this! I meant most of what I said, I want to see every part of him including this and I did really start this without his permission because I thought he would like it. A part of me thought he would come home and end it, tell me he enjoyed the experience but it's not for him. It didn't go that way though. Honestly it fills me with joy to know he trusts me in all things, including something like this, but still.

I did lie a little....I did NOT enjoy being my character. I feel wretched for lying to him about that, but I feel better knowing it might help him enjoy his fetish more. If I didn't like it there is no way Dean would allow it to continue. He loves me more than anything, he would gladly put aside his own needs for my mine in a heartbeat... I'm willing to do the same.

I am concerned though, along with the intrigue and excitement, I saw a rage inside his eyes that I've never witnessed, I worry what that could lead to. Maybe just some extra passionate sex, maybe an end to the relationship, I have no way of knowing and that scares me. Richard isn't the only one with plans now and mine will include pressure release valves for Dean, you can only let the pressure build for so long.

The water is already boiling for the mashed potatoes, I'll probably make salad as well. Dean deserves a good meal with all that he has been through today... and what he may have ahead of him. Come on Brooke you're getting ahead of yourself, Dean may still put an end to this. I wasn't lying about that either, no matter what happens if he says he doesn't want to do this we won't. No questions asked. Richard thinks he owns me but I'm already taken.

Our dinner is oddly quiet, the awkwardness is unavoidable I suppose. I try a few times to ask him about his day but he gives generic vague answers. Atleast he finished his meal and kissed me on the cheek after, like he always does. After we clean up we go to the living room and watch tv for a bit, I cuddle against him and hold his hand but he remains fairly cold and silent.

Now finally we're in bed, we get into our normal cuddling position, he's the big spoon and I'm the little one. We cuddle like that for only a minute or two before I hear Dean take a very deep breath.

"Brooke I want to know every part of you too... I love you more than anything in this world and none of this will change that for me."

His hand is nestled right between my tits, I clutch it tighter to me "So are you saying..."

He takes another deep breath "I'm saying yes... I want to follow your master plan... I trust you to take control and let your character do whatever she pleases with Richard."

I feel my heart beating out of my chest, he really does want it! I feel a flurry of emotions, love, fear, disgust, excitement. It's my turn to breath deeply now as I begin my plan.

"Turn over Dean..." I say in a confident yet soothing voice.

He hesitates for a moment but acquiesces to my request. I roll over and become the big spoon now. I prop my head up on my right arm while I wrap my left around his waist and pull him in as tight as possible against me.

"If you ever feel like it's all to much, like you just can't take it anymore or you want to quit, just do your best to hold it in until we are in bed and I promise I will hold you like this. While in this position you can vent as much as you wish, you can ask questions of me as well, though due to my plan I won't be able to answer all of them. (I grip him as tightly as I can) But for the next two weeks I'm in control Dean, you and Richard are just pawns in my game and I will behave as such in our day to day.... But when we lay like this I will be the real Brooke, the woman who loves you, who trusts you, who needs you.... Tell me do you understand?"

"I do..."

"Good, this is going to be a difficult 2 weeks, I'm going to do things that will shock you, abhor you, offend you. Just know I'm always on your side, I'll always belong to you just as you belong to me. If the day ever comes when you want to stop all of this, when even after being held like this and talking to me you want it done, then it will be done. Over. At the end of the day you can always stop this, Ok?"

"I understand..."

"Do you have any questions?"

It's silent for a moment...

"Did... Did you really have his jizz on your face all day?"

I'm shocked that's the question he has, I think quickly though. I slowly move my left hand down to his dick, I begin stroking it slowly as I answer.

"Yes I did Dean... Would you like to know why?"

His dick is already starting to grow.

"Yes..." He says sheepishly.

I keep a good steady pace stroking his cock, I can already feel the pre cum on my fingers, he must be so backed up. How horny has he been today?

"Well as you probably saw I fell asleep nestled against his nuts... I slept like that almost all day. (I pick up the stroking pace) When I finally did wake up I didn't open my eyes right away, I thought I was sleeping next to you... I gleefully inhaled his absurd scent and assumed you were jogging in the mornings again. I began touching myself while huffing his nuts Dean. (I can hear his breathing tell me he is about to cum) I orgasmed right there in Richard’s dirty bed! He watched me quiver and shake as I pushed my face deeper in his nuts thinking they were you!"

"Ahhhh!"

Dean begins to cum, rope after rope stains our sheets as he shakes against me. I can't believe how quick that was, usually a handjob takes some time with him. He must shoot at least 8 strands of cum, his breathing is so heavy the whole time. As he begins to come down I continue rubbing his cock, then I move to rubbing his balls. I kiss his back over and over lovingly as his breathing slows down.

We don't speak a word after that, I'm not sure what he is feeling. I suppose after cumming maybe he feels regret about agreeing to this? Post nut clarity can definitely clear your mind, but if that's the case he doesn't tell me. He doesn't tell me it's over...

I finally settle my hand on cradling his cock and balls. After about 15 minutes or so I hear his breathing change, he has finally fallen asleep. I shut my own eyes now, but sleep won't come as easy for me, I have so much on my mind.

My master plan has just begun, I will make this more pleasurable for Dean than he could have ever dreamed, he deserves it. As far as Richard goes I'll continue to let him believe he is in charge, it suits my plans just fine to take part in his perverted schemes. I was shocked in the moment by the ****, but after long consideration I couldn't care less if he releases that stuff, me and Dean have each other we would find a way through it just fine. Hell who knows maybe being put online like that is another part of Dean's sexuality we haven't discovered yet, In time I'll have to look into it and find out.

I shutter in disgust as I think of Richard’s massive cock. How many loads of cum will I take from that monster in the next two weeks? Countless to be sure, I can only imagine what that nerd has in store for me. An image of his massive cock splitting through the folds of my pussy flashes through my mind. Fuck it's gonna be so hard to take that thing, I'm not looking forward to that day. In the meantime I need to find out more about Richard, get in his head a little bit. I wouldn't mind snooping around on his computer, who knows what I would learn from that.

After 20 minutes of planning and plotting I finally feel myself begin to drift to sleep. I actually feel kind of excited as my plans come together, there is so much to do, so much to accomplish. My last thought is one that I have all the time as I fall asleep.

I love you Dean...

*Buzz!*

I awaken with a jolt, I grab my phone before it wakes Dean up. Its 5am and Richard is already texting me. Fuck. It says "I assume you did your part... Go to your door you have a present."

My heart sinks a little, God that nerd is gonna be relentless. I quietly and gently get out of bed, luckily Dean appears to still be asleep. I creep to the door and open it, a package about the size of a shoe box is waiting for me. I quickly pick it up and head to the bathroom.

I turn the light on and set the brown paper wrapped package on the sink. I hear my heartbeat in my ears as I rip the paper and twine. I open the box and cross my arms not surprised by what I see.

There is a go pro camera with a small tripod, a lipstick sized pink vibrator, and a 12 inch extremely thick, pink, sparkly dildo. A small note with instructions is tucked in the side. The front of it reads "For my new girlfriend!"

I openly scoff.

Fuck you Richard...