Choice

When I was a child, I was forced to go church with my parents. I hated it. Eve did too but she found comfort and still does in the ritual.

The only thing that has changed is the new, added ritual that I have placed upon her but which she seems to have willingly accepted, the donning of the butt plug.

I have accepted being her slave on Fridays, granted her absolute freedom on Saturdays, but I requested one day a week when she would grant me my need.

I have a desire, perverse it may seem, to dominate my wife by fucking her up the ass, each week on Sunday, the day of rest. I obtained a gentle butt plug which she inserts every Sunday morning after her bath and wears to the morning church service.

When she returns, I have lunch on the table, we have wine and sit on the verandah thereafter, talking about the week's events and accomplishments. Then we retire to our bedroom.

I brush her long hair. I kiss her sweet lips. I slowly remove her dress. As I take off her bra, I caress her tender nipples and suck them to stiffness before I go on. I trail my fingers between her honeyed breasts, down through her navel to the top of her briefs. As I slide down her panties past the line of her love box, I breathe my warm breath on her clitoris hood. I take off her stockings, I nibble flesh behind her knees. I turn her gently over, raise her knees upon the bed and gently knead her ass cheeks as she falls upon her head. I reach my hands around her waist and unfasten the leather belt that holds in her butt plug. With a sigh of relief the plug is removed, leaving my sweetheart's asshole vacant and unoccupied.

Eve cries "Darling, take me, I'm yours" . I reach forward, hold her golden hair, so she can see us both in the mirror, and place the head of my golden phallus against her golden hole. Accustomed as it is, it still initially shrinks against the forbidden plunder, then yields comfortably, widening to accommodate the familiar thrust, and Eve moves back and forth, riding her surrender to tradition and submission, if only once a week.

And our marriage continues, with love and accommodation, in full.