EroticReverie

Victor Vos

We rinse off in a warm shower, and I fail at keeping my hands off of her as I watch the water run down her skin. 

With her standing in front of me , the water beating on her chest, I lean down , my hands on her waist as I kiss from her shoulder to her neck. 

I can't explain the absolute obsession I have with my wife. All I know, is that she was undoubtedly made for me. 

He  head tilts to the other side, as I kiss up her neck and let my tongue come out and lick over her skin, my hands sliding up to her wet breasts, her nipples hard and waiting, I roll them between my fingers. 

I feel her body relax as she lifts her arms up and reaches behind my head. her face turning slightly and I drag my tongue over her lips, and they open, letting me inside. 

I hold her breasts rubbing my thumb up and down over nipples as she squirms, her chest heaving into my touch as I lick the inside of her mouth. 

Mila Vos

The problem with Victor , is this. I can not stay mad at him, and I always push my hurt feelings aside as soon as I feel him. No matter where he touches me, it sends a jolt through me, reminding me of why I'm here. 

"I loved watching you suck Jordans cock earlier" he whispers into my neck. 

I let out a moan as the water pelts my skin, and one of his hands goes down between my legs. 

"I love watching you Mila." he whispers. 

"You're so fucking sexy" he says and drags his mouth along my jaw to my neck again. His teeth graze my skin then bite down and I feel my toes curl against the shower floor as his finger hits my clit at the exact same moment his teeth sink into me. 

"such a good little whore baby" he groans quietly and I feel his words heat my insides, my heart racing and my cunt aching. 

"but..." he says. 

"You told me No earlier." he says his voice going deeper. 

I tremble and finger on my clit presses harder and I yelp. 

"I'm sorry" I pant as his finger slides down and up into me, hooking inside of me and I moan as it starts to pump. 

"Do you remember what happened the last time you told me no Mila?" he asks and I nod, biting my lip and wincing remembering the licks of his belt on my ass. The days that followed of not being able to sit. The scar I still carry on my right ass cheek from one of the wounds. 

I felt my cunt clench around his fingers and he chuckles darkly in my ear. 

"That's my sick little bitch" he whispers as he slides a second finger in. 

"You liked that punishment hmm?" he whispers his tongue licking my ear and biting the lobe as I whimper and nod. 

"God" he groans, and bites my neck hard, his fingers sliding out as he whips me around, grabbing my chin and making me look up at him, my chest heaving as I pant with excitement. He grins at me. 

"on your knees." he says. 

I lower myself, eyes on his, not lowering them. 

His hand still on my chin and he slips it to the side of my face.

"Open" he says, running his thumb over my lips. 

I part my lips and he grabs his cock, and rubs it over my mouth, then angles it, shoving it in. 

I choke as he hits the back of my throat. My hands coming up to press against his thighs. 

"Hands down bitch" he growls and I lower my shaking hands as I gag on his cock, spit dripping as he just holds himself in my mouth. 

I feel embarrassed , as he listens to the sounds I make with cock inside my mouth, the way I cough and start to cry, eyes watering. He pinches my nose, as he shoves his cock even further in my mouth, blocking my breathes. 

I lift my hands but close my hands into fists, mid air, to keep from touching him. 

"Good girl" he says, still choking me and suffocating me. I can feel myself going light headed as I fight my response to claw at him. 

A loud inhale comes from my mouth as he pulls out and releases my nose, reaching down he grabs my head with both hands now and gives me a moment before using my mouth. 

His thrusts are punishing, they're hard and I can barely catch my breath in between my gagging and choking, and he groans loudly as I keep my hands on my lap, letting him fuck my mouth like he would my pussy. My head bouncing with every thrust, but his hands holding my drooling mouth around him. 

A low growl leaves him as he pulls out, slaps the water off in the shower.

"Stay." he says looking down at me. I nod and stay kneeling in the shower as he walks out of the bathroom with a towel. 

After a minute I start to shiver, feeling the goosebumps on my skin, my nipples pinching harder against the cooler air. My teeth chatter after another minute. 

I look up when he enters the bathroom and I whimper. 

He's dressed. In a dark navy suit, with a white dress shirt, and navy tie. He's wearing one of his expensive loafers and holds a collar in his hand , along with a leash. 

Victor Vos has no problem exuding power , but when he's in a suit, it makes me want to die, with how fucking powerful he looks. The same thing that captured my attention when I first saw him. 

"Come here." he points to the flood beside him. 

I crawl from the shower, across the floor, my knee slipping on the tile, almost making me fall to my stomach . When I get to him he bends over, placing the thick red leather collar, but instead of it being decorated with a word like slave..or whore....or slut...or baby....mine reads Wife. 

He hooks the leash to my collar and I hate the way I love the leather hugging my throat, hating how much I love the hard yank he gives to get me moving. Walking faster than I can crawl, so he can pull at my collar. I whimper slightly, trying to scrawl faster. Leading me from our room and down the hall, Victor presses the small elevator button, which I crawl into when the door opens. 

I feel my heart beating faster and faster, knowing where he's taking me, I kneel closer to him and straddle his foot, lowering my bottom to his shoe, as I wrap my legs arms around his one leg and lay my head on him. Clinging to him like a pathetic child. I close my eyes, when he strokes the top of my head. 

When the elevator reaches the basement floor, it is only a small room, with one, red door. I crawl with him to the door as he punches in the code that only he knows, and the door beeps, and the lights inside come on. 

Spot lights on every piece of equipment. Spot lights above the implements hanging along the walls, and my pussy quivers with excitement, and fear and wonder how long I will end up in this room this time. 

My last punishment lasted two days. 

My max punishment was five days.  

But sometimes punishments only last hours, even minutes. 

I look to the large half circle shaped couch with the red velvet cushions.

"No audience tonight." He says and I look back to him. He smirks. 

"Sorry to disappoint." he says  and I feel ashamed that I was hoping for someone to witness my punishment. I feel my pussy growing even more wet by the second, and I wonder how the hell I became this girl. Would I have ever experienced this side of sex had it not been for Victor?  

He walks again, and I follow as he tugs the chain leash and pulls at my collar. He brings me to one of the spanking benches and gestures to it. 

I push myself up, and then get on, bending over, my knees on the red leather cushioned pads, and my fore arms on the arm rests. 

I moan when the first restraint is tightened over my calf. 

He chuckles behind me, and the tightens the other and I wiggle, then he secures both ankles. Then works on the restraints of my arms. 

"You look...fucking incredible right now" he says as he then tightens the restraints the hold down my torso. One along my upper back, the other around my waist. 

I shiver as his fingers dip down the back of me along my spine, skipping over the leather restraints and then his finger traces the scar he left last time I told him no. 

"Maybe we should get you a matching one for the other side, hmm?" he says, and I feel my cunt clench and I gasp as I feel his teeth bite down hard on my ass, over the scar he made. 

He groans and I wiggle against the table as a finger sinks into me without warning and I moan, and his tongue drags over the scar as his fingers me. 

"marked my baby, didnt i?" he groans and bites the scar again and I yelp. 

"Time to teach her another lesson" he says and shoves a second finger inside and I moan and his a breath as his tongue then pushes over my asshole. 

I let out a strangled moan , wishing I could move to push back on his face, on his fingers, when both his fingers and tongue tease my holes. 

"Look at you...dripping like a little whore" he says, his fingers now only skimming the outside of my entrance, tongue teasing my ass with small flicks. 

"Ready for your punishment?" he asks. 

And I bite my lip and nod, and can't believe just a little bit ago, I was tired , ready for bed, both of us were, and now, after giving into him, after caving to his touch, I'm in The Dark Room , and practically ready to cum just at the thought of being marked by him again. 

He walks away, and comes back with a ball gag, and a blindfold, and puts both on me. 

"Hmm, now...you're ready" he says.