Yes, let's redefine normality

“My only term is that I fuck you whenever and wherever I want. Deal?”
“Deal! I’ll go home and get some stuff. One more thing, get down the gym and stay in shape.”

So while she went home, I enrolled at a local gym. So much pussy sweating away and TD forcing sexual imagery on me, which I asked him to stop, but my mind was now firmly set on the firm body of my new ****.

She arrived that evening pulling her loaded car into my drive. She had all kinds of bondage gear and suggested I turned a spare room into a dungeon, which seemed like a lot of work to me and I hate DIY. We decided that I would do the cooking and become a house husband as she did not want to be left alone and her hours were necessarily erratic. We had a relatively normal first evening as housemates deciding our new life would start the next day when she returned from work.

The next few weeks developed into a routine so I shall recount a typical day.

In the morning (or before her shift) we fucked in the shower as I insisted she never left the house without my semen inside her – actually that was to keep TD quiet She either drove in to work or got a lift from her patrol buddy. I would go shopping or down the gym, resisting all temptation although it was becoming harder and maybe I needed to talk with her about a semi-open relationship on my side. When she returned at the end of her shift I often saw her have rows with her partner but I didn’t want to get involved because she normally went straight into the shower where she calmed down.

She would come down dressed in the police uniform, at first the one from the store but then a more bespoke one purchased via the internet. I would have her kneel on all fours on the table, next to my chair where I sat naked, periodically slapping her bum and sticking my fingers up her as she watched TV. Eventually I would remove her skirt and fuck in her in the hole of my choosing usually moving around the front to ejaculate over her pretty face and watch it drip on the table which she would then clean with her tongue. Sometimes I would take off her hat come on her hair and place the hat back on.

Later I would cook, literally as the naked chef. She would be in the kitchen wearing a full length apron at the front but with a completely bare back. I would often come up behind her pressing my cock against her lower back and arse and give her tits a good groping under the plastic and her nipple a gooo pinching, whilst kissing her neck and lips or nibbling her ears. Sometimes I would throw food on the floor and she would lap it up like up dog and I would occasionally **** her head down with my foot and even try to stick a toe in her cunt or kick her in the arse, all the time using humiliating language. I would sit at the table and eat whereas she would be under the table now with only a collar eating away with one hand whilst the ever tugged my member. When she finished eating or the food was cool enough to move between the 2 activities she would suck my cock swallowing down every last drop.

After eating, more TV watching although sometimes it would be a severe fetish movie in order to “educate” me as she said. Then the hard stuff. After the first week this would typically be in the dungeon with her shackled to the wall whilst I held one of those riding whips slapping into her body especially her tits and cunts, although I refused to hit her face. She would request ball gags, nipple clamps and pegs on her labia but truthfully I could not wait to get her down except when she requesting a whipping because that did seem to give me a thrill. Kirsten Stewart received plenty of severe blows but I tried to avoid Bella’s beautiful bottom as I preferred that to remain in good condition. Smacking yes, paddling yes even the odd belting but the full whip, no. Also she pissed herself frequently which I imagined she licked up later off the treated bare wooden floor.

Then onto the examination table with various restraints for her to be ravaged because that is what she liked, maybe even a bit of **** although nothing dangerous, some quite brutal deep-throating and finally some vigorous fucking, usually with her more effectively gagged than for that first time, which I was able to sustain longer and longer. She also liked me to bite her on the nipples, on her lips or just any part of her skin my mouth happened to be near although I was quite careful.

Finally after a bit of supper where we cuddled up more like a normal couple I would insist on one more fuck before sleep and waking up to a life which had become a bit of a depraved Groundhog Day. Even TD seemed relatively content.

One day everything changed.