The Submission of Anna (closed for cum_inside)

[Cum_Inside]

The weight of the cast propped on the desk was a bit uncomfortable but the amount of flexibility in her thighs and groin made it all possible. This momentary discomfort that the positioning gave her was nothing compared to the oncoming pain of Carter's breach into her asshole. Anna was encouraged and overwhelmed at the need that came over her.

Vanessa was hesitant as she knelt behind Anna and two hands spread open her fleshy cheeks to reveal the tiny puckered opening. Her eyes widened as if only realizing for the first time just where Carter intended to put his dick - being no amateur with anatomy, Vanessa knew well that it was possible, but looking head-on at Anna's miniscule sphincter compared to the enormity of Carter's shaft, she wondered how on earth it was possible for her to accept him and not be in too much agony to enjoy the act.

She was also hesitant to put her mouth down there. Wouldn't that be gross?

Anna bowed her head to the wood, squirming in need.

Vanessa bowed her head to the clenching rim in front of her, tongue slowly slipping past the barrier of her lips to taste hot skin.

Anna whined, body jerking at the stimulation. She turned to look at Carter, need and desire burning through her, voice already shaky and hungry.

"I want you so much, Daddy. I've been waiting for this for so long. I need you to fuck my tight little ass - want you to make it hurt real good so that I remember it for days. Vana better hurry up and get that cock hard so you can finally fuck me with it!"

 

[Rocket1010]

Sunday night - Vanessa and Carter ready Anna for his cock

Carter could only smile and shake his head at his needy wife. "Hang in there baby. You know all good things come to those who wait." It was not the right thing to say at the moment. Her guttural growl and the way her eyes rolled told him she was not wanting to be teased.

He ignored her dastardly stare and turned his attention to Vanessa. She was still tentatively kissing and tonguing Annaleigh's rear entrance. "Let me help you Vanessa," he chimed joining her behind Anna to the sound of Anna's disgusted groan.

The two were out of Anna's sight but her hips knew they were there and they moved back and forth more urgently. "It's important to have her ass well lubricated before it's penetrated," he said as if teaching a class on anal sex (Anna uttered something unintelligible. Spitting on the top of her crack, the duo watched the spittle slowly move downward across the tight opening. Wiping his fingers along the crevice, he pushed a fat finger inside to the delightful howl from Anna.

"See there is nothing to be afraid of Vanessa. You try it."

Vanessa was still hesitant but when Carter grabbed the back of her head and shoved it into the crevice, she licked and kissed the tight opening like a hungry beast having a delightful appetizer. Each tongue thrust was met with another howl from Anna. Vanessa realized this was not as bad as she thought and began to lick and thrust her tongue harder. Pulling back she spit on Anna's ass like Carter did and then plunged one finger into her tight hole.

Carter smiled at her. "You keep up the good work and I'll be right back." Anna's head snapped around, her eyes glaring at Carter. "Don't worry baby, you are going to get all this in that tight ass of yours. But you have to work for it." Anna was about to open her mouth when Carter sat spread-eagled on the desk in front of her. "Now as soon as you get this big ole fat cock well lubed, I'm going to show Vanessa how much you like to have this in your ass.

His words seemed to strike a vengeful chord in Anna as she gobbled his cock, spitting and then sucking up and down its long length. "That's it slut get daddy's cock nice and ready for your slutty ass." As Anna worked hard on his cock, he watched Vanessa who now seemed to warm to the task at hand, licking and fingering Anna's quivering ass. Soon he would be pressing his cock at Anna's back door and he knew she was going to forgive his delays and love it. It was also important to give Vanessa a good lesson so when it was her turn she would know what to expect.

 

[Cum_Inside]

She couldn’t stop the eye roll. Carter knew his wife was needy and impatient at the best of times and sometimes lost her short temper. Even though she understood wholeheartedly the importance of teaching Vanessa how to go about anal safely, that didn’t mean the delay didn’t drive her just about mad. She genuinely wanted Vanessa to be able to enjoy anal sex and rushed or lack of education certainly wouldn’t help.

So with another little desperate whine, Anna sucked up her irritation. Carter may still punish her later for her outright disrespect, but Anna had a feeling that whatever he had in mind did not need to be shared with their newest bed partner at this time. Or maybe he would let it slide if he felt generous enough. Ha! What an idea THAT was.

When Carter spat on her bottom, Anna felt momentary relief. There was about to be some fun happening at any moment and it was about damn time! As Anna wiggled and squirmed under the ministrations of both her husband and her nurse, Carter pushed a finger into her ass and Anna howled in pleasure at the penetration. His thick fingers were a compliment to Vanessa’s daintier, softer ones, which were more than a tad careful as they prodded around back there. Anna tried her best to jump back on them and encourage them to go as deep as they could.

When Carter perched on the desk in front of her, Anna greedily leaned forward and wrapped swollen, bitten lips around the head of his cock. She hollowed her cheeks and began to bob, taking him fast and deep, spittle dripping down her chin and over his balls as her sloppy blowjob not only worked him to full hardness but lubed him for her ass; it was all she would get so she had to make the best of it. The more effort she put into sucking Carter’s dick always meant a better pay-off in the end. Of course Anna needed no bribery to suck her husband whenever and wherever he let her - Anna was a true slut for him and addicted to her lover.

Looking up at him as she worked him with her mouth, Anna tried to make it clear that she was ready to take him now. If Carter got that message, he said nothing. Dark eyes peered down at her as she continued to suck with determination, likely waiting for the moment when he felt as though he had tortured her enough and finally let her have it.

Vanessa continues her assigned task of playing with Anna’s ass until Carter commanded her to stop, and Anna breathed a sigh of relief.

It was time.

 

[Rocket1010]

Sunday night - Carter gives Anna what she was craving

Staring down at his wife's emerald orbs, he knew he was pushing the envelope. It had been a few weeks since he had the pleasure of plunging his cock into her ass and she was getting antsier by the minute. The spit and dribble was pooling on the polished oak desk but that was the least of his worries. That could always be cleaned up but his needy wife's pleasure was all that matter.

Lifting her chin so his cock slide from between her lips, he said the two words he knew she wanted to hear. "It's time."

The sparkle in her green eyes met his with unbridled enthusiasm. It was true that a person can tell what another person is thinking by watching their eyes open wider. The look was followed immediately by a wide smile and a moan that exuded happiness.

Carter slid off the table under the watchful eyes of Anna until he was standing behind her. Grabbing Vanessa's hair, he pulled her away from Anna now slippery backside. "Nice job Vanessa. We'll have to give you an award for doing such a splendid job the first time." Carter heard Anna's disgruntled moan and when she turned her head to look at him with blazing eyes, it was time to quit teasing.

No words were needed for Vanessa. When Carter grabbed his cock and then her hand to join him, she was more than ready to help him and learn. She was mesmerized by the way Carter rubbed his cock up and down the crevice, teasing the rear entrance. Each time he touched her tight puckered hole, Anna's ass pushed backward, encouraging him to push harder. She saw the tension in Anna's face with each attempt but it was not a look of fear but one of pure lust.

It was clear to Vanessa that Carter was down teasing and he quit messing around, pushing the head of his shaft against the tiny rose bud. She was amazed at how Anna's hole resisted the attack but then the head of Carter's cock slipped past the tight muscles. She heard Anna's loud groan and wondered if she this was hurting her. Vanessa saw her eyes shut tightly, her mouth gaping open and guttural sounds coming from her open mouth.

Carter pushed harder, sending his cock deeper into her ass while he and Vanessa listened to Anna's constant guttural approval. Grabbing her hair, he pulled her head back and smiled at his lustful wife. "Get ready for the ride you've been waiting for baby. Daddy is going to fuck you so good and hard."

The look on her face was pure loving lust. Carter felt Vanessa's hand leave his cock when there was no more room for her to hold on. She was now a simple bystander to their pleasurable act. Carter grabbed Anna's throat with his free hand, squeezing it as he began to rock against her ass.

Her injured leg continued to cling to the top of the oak desk and Carter wondered how much pain she was enduring for this pleasure. Whatever it was, she was masking it very well. At first Carter was a bit tentative but after the first few thrusts, her hips jammed backward with a force that said it all. She wanted it hard and unforgiving and that is exactly what he planned on giving her.

Carter began to thrust harder, watching Vanessa run her hand over Anna's art work, tracing the outline. But while one hand skimmed over Anna's sweaty skin, her other hand was rubbing her clit. She knew she was the spectator but that didn't mean she couldn't have some of her own fun. When she dropped to her knees again, he smiled, watching her hand slide up Anna's leg to her wet pussy, toying with her clit while she played with her own.

"Come on baby girl is that the best you have for daddy," he teased Anna. "I thought you missed daddy's cock in your slutty ass. Come on now show daddy how much you missed this big piece of meat." Carter was goading her and he knew what her reaction would be.

 

[Cum_Inside]

The first real breach burned and Anna grit her teeth and pressed her face harder against the desk, moan slipping out as Carter slipped in.

She realized they were supposed to be teaching Vanessa the joys of anal sex but Anna didn’t love the whole preparation aspect of it; she liked her sex to be rough and even a bit painful. Yeah, the tongue had been nice, but most people needed a bit more than two fingers before they were ready to take cock in their ass. Anna didn’t want that. The more it hurt, the closer she felt to Carter - sacrificing this part of herself to make him happy was so intense, but Anna also took pleasure out of the masochistic quality of their act. Carter wasn’t necessarily defined as “sadistic”, but he was more than happy to push Anna as far as she could go before using her body for his own needs. Watching Anna squirm in pain and discomfort maybe did turn him on a bit, though... Maybe it was the knowledge just how much control he had over her, or the fact that she trusted herself so openly with him. Maybe it was just that he loved her and wanted her to be happy. Who really knew?

Regardless, Anna forced herself back the rest of the way until Carter’s balls settled against her labia and his pelvis dig into the fleshy cheeks of her bum. It was awkward with the casted leg, but Anna did her best to antagonize her husband and to fuck herself back to meet his thrusts.

Anna grinned, teeth flashing in the bright lights and turned to Vanessa. “Proper prep is super important, but sometimes a good run job is all you need. A1 girl - you’re learning fast. Some more practice and you’ll be set.”

With her head yanked back, hair curled in Carter’s fist, Anna giggled.

“As for you, old man, this is nothing. I want you to fuck like you wanna break me - really give it to me Daddy,” she bossed, smirking naughtily. “Your hands around my throat feel pretty soft today. Maybe you’re losing your touch!”

It was a joke, but Anna half hoped he might haul off and hit her for her disrespect of him. It was still possible but it would take much more than those smart aleck remarks to set off Carter’s temper. She had an idea just what she could use as bait but it almost made her vomit to even think it: the kinks she had developed will with the Hartman/Williams entourage, as well as envisioning her having sex with Josh.

They did need to have a discussion about things she wanted to try in bed, but that certainly was not a priority, which was never bad need.

Either way, Anna was brought back to reality after one particularly hard jab, gasping loud and long.

It felt so right.

 

[Rocket1010]

Sunday night - disciplining Anna

She was bating him again with her comment about him being old. She had said that line a few times in the past knowing it would incite Carter. She was joking, of course, but it didn't hurt to show his anger. " I know I'm not losing my touch," he smirked with anger and then releasing her hair. It was nice to have sassy Anna back even if she was injured. But the injury definitely didn't dampen her sexual drive. In fact it seemed to increase her hunger.

It was true that he treated her up to now with more care because of her injuries. But that was all about to change. If she could handle the pain in her injured limbs, then he could play with her as hard as she could bear.

With his hand still molded on her neck, his other hand quickly circled her head and closed over her mouth. Closing her nose with his thumb and forefinger, he pressed her nostrils shut. This maneuver effectively cut off all the precious air openings. "You think my hand isn't strong enough around your throat slut, we'll see about that." Tightening his grip on her neck and holding her nose while covering her mouth made her need for air completely at his mercy.

Cutting off the air ways involved a certain amount of trust between them. Trust that Carter would know the exact moment he needed to release the pressure and allow her to breathe. It was dangerous in the hands of the wrong person. But they had played similar games in the past but never all three parts of her body that functioned to give her air.

Holding her air ducts shut and squeezing her throat, his hips drove hard against her ass, letting her know that the ass fucking was far from over. Each plunge would have brought a moan or some guttural response but Anna had no way to verbalize her emotions. Glancing at Vanessa, he saw a worrisome look cast on her face as she watched Anna's body begin to squirm harder. "Don't worry. I know what I'm doing. My slutty wife needs to be taught not to taunt daddy."

The closed air ways was having an effect on Anna and Carter could feel Anna's body begin to struggle. Her head jerked sideways trying desperately to free herself from his clutches. He waited for her eyes to start pleading with him and then without warning, Carter released his hand and fingers allowing her to gasp for much needed air. The sound of her gasping, taking in deep gulps of air, filled the room. "So you think your daddy is too old, do you?"

She was still taking in large quantities of air and before she could say anything, he covered her mouth and quickly pulled her back so his lips were near her ear. "You think because you're injured we are going to treat you like a china doll?" His fingers closed her nostrils again and he hissed, "Time for you to learn your place bitch."

The game was gaining momentum and they both liked where this was going. Holding her airways shut, Carter fucked her ass hard, feeling her sphincter muscles squeezing his cock harder. Carter could see the expression on Vanessa's face questioning what was happening. They would not treat her so roughly, at least, not at the beginning. If would be up to her to tell them how much pain she could endure. As for Anna, Carter knew she had a high pain threshold.

Anna's body began to squirm harder, her head trying desperately to escape his hold and get the much needed air to survive. Carter let her squirm for a few more seconds and then released her mouth, nose and neck. "Get some air in those lungs baby."

Turning his attention to Vanessa, he told her to retrieve his belt from his trousers. She didn't say a word as she quickly pulled the leather from the loops and handed it to him. He gave her a wry smile. "No you are going to administer her punishment until she tells you to stop." There was hesitation on Vanessa's part, not really knowing what she was supposed to do. Carter straightened up, exposing Anna's back. "You are to give her back a good thrashing until she tells you to quit. And in the meantime, I'm going to fuck this nice tight ass."

Anna's face turned to look at them, still gasping and taking in air. The question now was would Vanessa administer the belt to Anna's back and how hard would she hit her.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Anna wasn’t only lightheaded because of Carter’s grip on her throat or the way he pinched her nostrils shut. Anna was over the moon at the fact that he seemed ready to take of the kid gloves and rough her up like she had been craving for so long. Her husband was back in the spirit of things and Anna was more than ready to take anything he might dish out. Even as much as she liked spankings, this game they played of Russian Roulette with Carter controlling her airways was so intensely intimate and sexy. Anna loved it, and she also loved to demonstrate just how much she trusted the man holding her life in his hands.

Vanessa was clearly uncomfortable at first with the risky play, but Anna trusted Carter and even though sometimes she felt a little weak and dizzy from lack of oxygen, her body was relaxed underneath him. Seeing the look in Anna’s eyes of complete faith in her husband and watching the way Carter observed Anna carefully for any signs of struggle, Vanessa was reassured. This couple knew what they were doing. The way he talked to his wife, though... Anna enjoyed being talked to like she was an object?

Yes, she did.

Anna could do nothing to verbalize her enjoyment, but every time Carter’s hips drove her own pelvis against the hard edge of the desk and he forced his dick inside her tight anal passage until all Anna wanted to do was cry at the sting of it, she was forced to hold in her pleasured expression due to the impeccable control of Carter’s large hand around her windpipe.

There was no place she wanted to be other than here.

Vanessa would not garner this same treatment. This was advanced level play and Vanessa might never reach this threshold at all. Carter and Annaleigh would teach her the basics, but it was important that she witnessed just how well the couple worked together and how far into submission Anna would sink to satisfy them both. Anna loved her husband but he loved taunting him just as much.

When he released her throat to let her gasp in some precious deep breaths and turned his attention to their nurse, Anna’s brain worked in overdrive to come up with a suitably snappy comment that would invoke Carter’s punishment. When his belt came free, Anna whimpered in excitement. She’d only been belted the once but she had been so fucking turned on by it she couldn’t wait to try it again - she wanted to feel the crack of the leather across her skin and feel the welts rising to the surface, marking her as Carter’s (and now Vanessa’s). This was a perfect opportunity to let her brattiness out to play though.

“What? Can’t hit me hard enough, old man? Arthritis acting up in those joints of yours? That’s okay - it just means I’ll get whatever I fucking want when you can’t keep up with me anymore. Don’t be shy Vana. Hit me, baby girl. I can take a lot.”

Her eyes were vulnerable. Anna was asking for a lot and she knew it, but she trusted the both of her partners to take her to the edge and bring her home safely. The outright disrespect of Carter was meant as a buffer for more aggressive play, but Anna always felt a little uncomfortable after those words had been said; she loved her dominant partner and joking comments were only that - a means to an end but never serious. She hoped Carter truly understood that.

Still - Anna had learned much in Josh’s care. She liked newer, painful things in her sex play. She liked waxplay, various implements of torture, and the way it felt when her man’s hand cracked across her face or body. She wanted to explore that feeling further in a controlled environment with the man she trusted.

Her green eyes sparkled with mischievousness, challenging them both.

“Give me all you’ve got,” she said firmly.

 

[Rocket1010]

Sunday night - Carter and Vanessa punish Anna

Carter could only chuckle when Anna toyed with his age. She knew perfectly well what she was doing, saying he couldn't hit hard enough and what the fuck was the arthritis shit? "You are a mouthy little cunt tonight aren't you? It's good to see my wife almost back into fucking form. But I notice your hips don't push back like you used to do. Did my baby girl lose her desire to have daddy's cock in her ass?" To make his point, Carter plunged repeatedly into her ass with hard, forceful jabs, causing her hips to slam into the desk's edge.

Vanessa stood stock still, like a statue, watching the interaction between them. She had Carter's leather belt in her hand but seemed reluctant to use it. This couple was in a league well about her experience. She began to question why she agreed to come here but it only took one thought of her husband, Chris, and his woeful sexual attitude to dampen her fears. This is what she wanted. No this is what she silently and quietly daydreamed about for years. Now was the time for her to move to the next level. To experience new and exciting sexual situations. Raising her arm she lashed out, watching the long strap hit Anna's back. She pulled her arm back only to be stopped by Carter.

"That's not nearly hard enough." He saw her eyes look at the belt and then at him. "You need to hit her harder. Hard enough to make her body fidget and make her moan with pain and pleasure. Let me show you one time." When he pulled his cock from Anna's tight ass, Anna let out a mournful groan. It wasn't a groan of pain but one of not getting what she desired or what she wanted.

Carter took belt and doubled it up. "When you do this you can get the maximum effect. And there are two ways to use the belt." He smacked Anna's ass hard with the full length of the doubled belt and when she moaned he smiled. "She how she reacts. That's what we're looking for. The other trick is to just nip at the skin with the tip of the leather. It gives her a slight stinging sensation." Carter pulled his arm back and flicked his wrist like a pro, sending the belt forward with the tip making contact with Anna's bare behind. Again she moaned and wiggled her ass. "See it's not hurting her yet. Just keep practicing and you'll get the hang of it," he commented handing the belt back to Vanessa.

"Now let's get back to having some fun with our slut." Carter grabbed Anna's hips and guided his cock to her back door once more. Without missing a beat, he shoved his cock between the puckered muscles to the sound of her loud squeal. "Let's see what you learned Vanessa." Carter pushed Anna's head down onto the desk, watching Vanessa prepare to administer punishment. "I think our slutty nurse is a fast learner."

Vanessa grabbed the belt from Carter. She had to make good and show them she was capable of being with them and quickly learning the ropes of kinky sex. She glanced at Anna who had a smug look on her face. "I wouldn't be so smug mistress," she announced sending the belt forcefully onto Anna's back, seeing the smug look disappear.

Carter began to fuck her back door slowly watching Vanessa become more aggressive. "That's a good start ….. now really give it to her. Cover her back with red welts until she tells you to stop."

Grinning down at his wife, he smugly suggested, "I think you're in for a hard time cunt." Emphasizing his warning with a violent plunge that knocked Anna forward again onto the desk. As Carter to again fuck her hard, Vanessa picked up on the game.

"Mistress doesn't think I can do it master." Vanessa playfully whined and then found herself motivated to hit her Mistress harder. She would never have had the courage to do this without this couple. They were showing her a whole new side to herself and she was excited to see where this would all lead. The thought of Chris, her impotent husband, made her angrier and she started hitting Anna hard, seeing Chris's body before her. Anna's body began to to jerk and her guttural noise spill from her lips with each smack of the belt. The next few blows were harder than the previous ones, revealing streaks of red on her skin. "What do you have to say for yourself Mistress? Do you still think your nurse can't administer some pain to her patient?" Vanessa again imagined Chris lying half on and off the desk as she alternated between heavy smacks and ones where the belt barely made contact. As Anna's back reddened, each blow on the tender skin made Anna's body jerk harder and her howls increased in volume.

Carter watched, amazed at how quickly Vanessa picked up serving punishment to Anna. How long could Anna take the punishment being handed out by her nurse? He began to plunge earnestly into her ass, feeling his own orgasm begin to loom on the horizon. "What do you think baby girl? Did daddy teach our new slut how to use the belt?" Each plunge brought about a grunt from him and a groan from Anna.

Reaching between their bodies, his fingers found her soaked pussy. "You are so wet baby girl. You're getting my desk all wet with your juices. You're going to clean up every last drop aren't you." Perspiration began to form on his forehead and he encouraged his wife. "Yeah my baby girl is going to cum. Hit her harder Vanessa until she tells you to stop. I'm going to fuck her until she can't stand for a week." he commanded.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Carter’s words were edgy and rough, warning slamming full force into her ears and making Anna dread what might come next. Fuck, but she loved it when his voice became as deep and intensely powerful, crushing her beneath the pressure of and level of play he demanded from her (which she wanted just as much, if not more). Carter was top shelf and Anna had much to live up to in order to make him proud of his wife, able to praise her and introduce her confidently to only the most influential people around the nation.

For now...

She giggled. “You know what? I just realized why you’re so slow — you’re used to fucking cougars. What was her name? Maxine? Mary? Ohhhhh - Marie! How old is she again? God, she has to be twenty years your senior, I bet. Maybe you’re not used to giving it to a woman who can actually take you... Carter, in case you didn’t notice, the one taking your cock in her ass while she gets belted is me. I think I’ve earned the right to be a mouthy cunt but only so long as you promise to beat it out of me every night before bed!”

It was another challenge, one Anna expected Carter to raise himself to mightily.

As for Vanessa, the first lash across her back didn’t register as painful; more so shocking and unexpected. After that Carter began to slowly educate the nurse on how best to beat his wife until she was trembling from the rush of it all and bloody lines raised and tracked across her porcelain skin when the vessels underneath them broke open at the force of the belt. The next few whips were harder, Vanessa catching on more and more upon each subsequent strike.

As much as Anna was overjoyed to irritate the violent streak in her husband, Anna also knew when to tone down and submit.

Following her last comments, it was time to abandon her bratty sprint for the evening.

Anna Bowes her head against the desk as Carter fucked her into the sharp edges, moaning and whining repeatedly. She had not been asked but she knew that Carter would appreciate her attempt at sincerity for what it was: love. Anna would never apologize for baiting him and encouraging his sadistic side because Anna wanted that from him, but coalescing all of the love they had for each other helped reinforce that Anna bowed her head to Carter when playful moments were contraindicated.

Anna began to count the lashings (never predictable, but maybe a tad light) out loud. Each time they did this, Anna hopes to improve and raise her pin threshold, so the counting and record keeping would be important for the future. For now, it only served to show Vanessa how strong Annaleigh really was, the other woman learning that it wasn’t easy to keep Anna down.

25 kisses from Carter’s belt before Anna’s teeth clenched so hard she saw stars and her body uncoiled like a spring underneath Carter, relaxing minutely while Carter used her anal passage. 25 strikes before Anna called for it to stop for a moment.

She grinned dopily.

“Good thing I have one of the best physiotherapists coming to see me tomorrow to work out some of these “walking issues” as you say. Vanessa, that was a wonderful first time. I’m so proud to you but I do hope you won’t be offended if I ask Carter to help finish the job. I just... I just really need...”

She needed Carter to deliver those last five blows.

 

[Rocket1010]

Sunday night - Carter takes over for Vanessa

Vanessa was doing a very credible job for the first time acting as a dominant partner. Each hit was different, some hard, some soft. Watching her as he continued to fuck Anna's anal opening, made him wonder if she had some previous training. But he knew better, she was a quick learner and that pleased him. And he knew it would please Anna too. Another thought crossed his mind as he watched her. Blair was the dominant partner with Lizzy. What would the two of them do together with Lizzy if given the chance? A shiver tore through him at the thought of them punishing Lizzy. Maybe they could arrange a show in the playroom for him and Anna.

His mind was torn from those thoughts back to his wife's blow count. She was determined to show Vanessa just how tough she was even though she was injured. And as the smacks from the belt mounted higher, she was showing some signs of caving in. Each number was followed by a groan, some more painful than the others and Carter was proud of his wife's endurance. When the count got to twenty, he could see she was starting to struggle. The next few brought more anguish cries of pain but she was a real trooper, taking what Vanessa could hand out.

At twenty-five Anna called it quits and Carter thought it was all over. His cock was growing more sensitive inside her ass and he knew he too couldn't last much longer. Her back was mask of red welts, some of them showing signs of emitting blood seeping onto her skin. But she wasn't done. She now wanted Carter to finish the job. She mentioned the physical therapist coming tomorrow and Carter wondered about Matt Simpson. While he was highly qualified, he took note how Matt leered at his wife as if he had something other than therapy on his mind.

Vanessa whined a little and though she looked a little put out by Anna's request, she dutifully handed the belt to Carter. His hips moved slowly back and forth, his cock's sensitivity growing with each tight movement. He knew what she wanted. Running his hand over her backside, the skin felt hot from the beating Vanessa gave her. Now was the time to satisfy his wife's kinky desires.

"I'm going to fill your tight ass with a lot of cream baby girl. Let's get you ready." It was not going to take them long to jump over the orgasmic cliff. Carter drew his hips back and his arm at the same time. When he plunged deep into her ass, his arm swung, propelling the belt onto her back with more force that Vanessa delivered. Anna's body jerked down and then upward as the searing pain enveloped her body. Both he and Vanessa let her long groan die off before he spoke.

"What number was that pet? And what are you supposed to say when daddy punishes you? Did you forget to say thank you daddy?"

Before she could catch her breath and utter a sound, Carter pulled his cock to the point of exiting her ass and then plunged deep again while swinging the leather belt onto her back, with a resounding smack. "What do you say pet? Tell daddy what he wants to hear. Daddy will keep this up all night until you tell daddy your safe word." Did she remember her safe word or did it get lost in the accident when she couldn't remember anything in the hospital.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Pain burning through her muscles and split skin, the hot beads of blood beading on her back, Anna still grit her teeth and made an effort to count out loud obediently for Carter as he struck her.

“26... 27... twent— 28,” here Anna broke off, count breaking free in a slew of whines and something that maybe even resembled a sob, but Anna toughed it out and finished her count to 30, body immediately flagging against the desk in a crumpled heap as Carter drew ever closer to finishing himself inside her. Anna babbled for a few seconds breathlessly, almost delirious with the agonizing pleasure of it all before she seemed to come back to herself, climax shattering down upon her as Carter ran careful feathersoft touches down her back, soothing her and giving her a bit of a break while he waited for her to catch her breath.

“I love it so much when you punish me, Daddy. It hurts so good and I’m so grateful for everything you to do to and for me, you sanctimonious prick,” she murmured, turning sincere emerald eyes onto her husband. The use of the safeword was a clear sign that she was done, and now that Anna had her orgasm, she was no longer oblivious to the ache of her broken leg and winced in agony, trying to shift to give her some relief. That only split the wounds on her back from the heavy leather open even further and Anna moaned, eyes squeezing shut and fists clenching tightly.

Carter wasn’t done, though. Anna wanted him to cum so she began to work her hips back against him as much as she could, anal passage squeezing his cock and attempting to milk his cream from him. His large hands wrapped around her hips and yanked her back to meet him urgently, pounding her for only a little while longer. It didn’t take long until Carter was blasting her insides full of hot cream, lowering his chest and pressing his weight down against the tender flesh of her back. It only reminded her of his possession over her and the strange intimacy of it all, knowing that Carter would take her to the edge like this and then put her back together again after he threw her over into the surf.

Anna sighed happily, sleepy smile overtaking her face.

This was the best welcome home ever.

 

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Sunday night - Bedtime for Carter and Anna

At the thirtieth hit Carter saw the struggle on his wife's face. She had endured a lot during this sexual playtime but her resolved didn't seem to allow her to say her safe word. Normally she would utter the words and they were done. But for the first time, she told him in a soft gasping voice how she loved when he punished her, how it hurt so good, and how grateful she was. Carter wondered if she was fishing for the words to end her punishment when she called him a sanctimonious prick. She did remember.

Carter's own orgasm followed and he couldn't remember it being so intense. Poor Veronica stood nearby, clearly frustrated at the denial of her own climax. "I have something of a treat for you later that I think you'll like," he said. Blair and Lizzy would definitely see to it that the nurse was well taken care of later.

Surveying the red marks and tiny beads of blood on Anna's back, Carter tried to soothe her with his light massage. She needed some salve and a good night's rest. It had been a long day for her. Home from the hospital, sex with Vanessa in their bed, and now sex in his study. She had to be exhausted. When Vanessa and Carter helped her off the desk, it was plain she was done for the night as she was unsteady on her feet. "Let's get you dressed and visit with the group for a few minutes and then it's off to bed."

Everyone was pleased to see the trio emerge from the study. If they had heard anything, they kept it to themselves. But Carter was pretty sure they didn't hear the sounds of Anna's punishment. They mingled for a few minutes and it was Lauren, Annaleigh's mom, who suggest her baby girl get some rest. Carter thanked everyone for their concern and they would see everyone tomorrow.

On the way to the bedroom, Carter told Vanessa, "Once we get Anna situated in bed and some salve on her back, you are to go see Blair and Lizzy. They have some needs to be taken care of."

Vanessa answered, yes master." She had a feeling the unquenched desires would be taken care of but them.

 

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Even though Anna’s back was raw, Carter still had to carry her upstairs. She didn’t have the strength to mobilize up the stairs even with Vanessa’s assistance after their extended play session. Her husband and her nurse situated her on her belly in the bed and rubbed cream on her back to help encourage the healing after such a hard scene.

Anna’s eyelashes were fluttering before they even finished, soft snores raising from her lips. She stayed that way until Carter curled next to Anna, thick arm wrapping around her waist and tugging her in closer until he could bury his nose in her hair. She rolled onto her side but had to wince at that way it pulled at the muscles on her side that stretched into her backside as well.

She smiled sleepily, reaching out to stroke a hand down his forehead and the side of his face.

“Hi,” she whispered. “Thank you for everything, Carter. I love you for everything you are and everything you do for me. I’ve never wanted to ask for anything more than you’ve given me. I think we have a lot to talk about but I’m too bloody exhausted for that right now. Why don’t you come home for lunch tomorrow and we’ll sit down and figure out how we move on from here and just have a little us time?”

 

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Monday morning - the dawn of a new week

Vanessa was dismissed once Anna was situated in bed and the salve applied. Carter walked her to the bedroom door, telling her he was very proud of her. Taking her into his arms, he pressed her against the wall next to the door. The kiss was ardent, letting her know just how much he and Anna appreciated her service. He then instructed her to go to Blair and Lizzy's room for the night and he expected a full report in the morning. Vanessa smiled, assuring Carter that she would give him a detail report. This was new territory for her and she was excited to find out what the two women had for her.

Carter retuned to his marriage bed, curling next to Anna, pulling her in tight. "Hi," he whispered back. "I too love everything about you and am so happy you are home safe. I won't let anything bad happen to you again" As the words slipped out of his mouth, he had a strange feeling that this episode with Edward and Josh would never be over until they were dead.

"Yes we have a lot to talk about baby and I'll come home for lunch." He watched her eyes close slowly as he added, "There is so much to talk about." He was certain his words fell on deaf ears. Anna was breathing slowly and she had fallen into a deep restful sleep that was much needed. Carter lay awake, holding his wife in his arms until sleep overtook him too.
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Carter's eyes opened to the rising sun making the brighter. Anna lay sleeping peacefully and he did his best to not disturb her. After getting ready for the office, he smiled down at his wife's peaceful face. She was still sleeping but woke up when he kissed her forehead. "Hey beautiful. You go back to sleep and get some rest. I'll be home for lunch and we can talk about us." She mumbled ok and then he told her Vanessa would be in shortly to take care of her and don't forget you have a therapy session at ten this morning." Carter wasn't sure she heard him as he slipped quietly out of the room.

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Matt Simpson, woke on Monday morning with thoughts of his latest assignment. Carter Anderson was a powerful man and he was pleased he was selected to treat his wife. He had orders to get her back into shape as soon as possible. With injuries to her left arm and leg, he visualized the treatment she would need. Going over the various exercises she would have to do, he smiled at the thought of treating her. She was a very lovely lady and he would do his best to quickly get her back in tip-top shape. He had been wondering about an electrical stimulation and wondered if she would find the last treatment enjoyable. He felt a small surge of blood flow to his cock thinking about the finale.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Anna languished about in the bed for a while after Carter left before Vanessa announced herself and let herself in, climbing into the bed and curling next to Anna’s side. Peeking one eye open, Anna fixed Vanessa with an indulgent look, puckering her lips in invitation. The kiss was soft and slow. Parting, a bright grin overtook Anna’s lips and she said, “now that is the way you must always greet Carter and myself. This girl is hungry for kisses and will never turn one down,” she joked.

Anna thought about the surprise on Carter’s face if Vanessa took the initiative and gave him a welcome home kiss this evening - the nurse usually had to be coaxed into doing those things. Mrs. Anderson hoped that Vanessa would consider this new task carefully and follow through: being able to adapt to and complete simple orders was the mark of a good submissive, but even that took practice. It would not come all in one day, but Anna hoped that learning would help Vanessa spice up her own bland love life.

With a wistful sigh, missing her bed already, Anna manipulated her body into a sitting position at the edge of the bed. She was finding that everyday there was more and more strength in her left hand and she could use it more effectively. The cumbersome cast was another story, but Matt Simpson would help her with that, too. Speaking of, it was just after nine now and Anna had a hot date with her physiotherapist in less than an hour.

Winking mischievously, Anna schooled her features into something a bit more stoic and somewhat regal. She pretended to wave her hand like the Queen might.

“Vanessa, please escort me into the lavatory to bathe; there’s this lovely gentleman who is expecting me shortly and we wouldn’t want to disappoint, would we?” Annaleigh faked a British accent, laying it on thick. Vanessa must have found it funny because her giggles were loud as she fondly rolled her eyes and reached out for Anna to pivot her into the wheelchair next to the bed.

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Hair still damp but twisted up into a messy bun, Vanessa wheeled Annaleigh into the lounge area to meet Matt. Both women didn’t want Annaleigh to be tired out before she even began and not get the gains they wanted from her physio, and Anna knew that Carter would be checking on her progress, so she refused to disappoint her husband. She wanted to make Carter proud of his wife.

Anna smiled, holding out her hand for Matt to take. Even though they had been introduced briefly, this would be their first one-on-one session since Vanessa made herself scarce as soon as the man stepped into the room, exuding an air of confidence. As Matt clutched her hand and squeezed for a moment, Anna couldn’t help but notice how tough his hands were compared to Carter’s: his job was not quite as delicate as her husband’s could be, sitting in a boardroom all day using his mouth as his primary means of business.

Anna smirked at that line of thought: by heavens, that man had built a multi-billion dollar industry based on what he could do with that mouth and Anna’s nethers were very well versed in its capabilities.

But right now Matt was her focus. He was tall and lean, built solidly but not as broad as her husband. He smelled clean and fresh and his smile was wide and pearly white, eyes crinkling when he smiled. He was one devilishly attractive man and Anna night go for it if she wasn’t married.

Then again... A flirting never hurt. Carter would tell her to shut it down if he detested it, but his sweet little wife was a naughty slut dressed in proper clothing and perfect manners. Underneath that all she painted for attention.

“Hello, Matt. Nice to see you again. I’m so ready to get back on my feet again and I hear that you might be the best man for the job - the only man, actually,” she commented. “Carter is impressed with your resume and only accepts the best for me, so I hope that you might be able to... please me just as well.”

There. Definitely flirty but also innocent. Her words could be misconstrued but to anyone else listening, they might miss the sexual undertones. There was no way that Matt did, eyes focused intently on Anna’s endless green eyes, blazing with interest and excitement. Her smile was full but demure, lips slightly puckered but no hint of teeth showing. The corner curled up on the left side into more of a smirk than anything - it seemed to be the best facial expression choice she could make in order to bait him but not throw herself under the bus in case her read on him was wrong and he wanted nothing to do with her.

This time, Anna held out both hands for him, wedding band winking up at him as she waited for him to pull her onto her good foot.

 

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Monday mid-morning - Matt begins Anna's therapy

Matt was shown into a large room with exercise equipment littering the room. It was evident where Carter got his cut shape. To him, every piece of equipment he needed for Anna's rehab was there. Now he understood why Carter had insisted he treat his wife Anna at home instead of at his office.

One wall had floor to ceiling mirrors and now he stood in front of them looking at his reflection. He was pleased with what he saw, tall and good looking (some women .... well a lot of women called him downright sexy and handsome). He smiled at his reflection seeing his bright red hair that he inherited from his Irish blood. His deep penetrating hazel eyes stared back at him, seeing his pearly whites when his lips parted.

Matt set up his table along with some of his own equipment and oils. He was excited about this opportunity to help Anna Anderson get back to normal health and everyday functions. His resume was becoming a list of who-whos in the affluent business world. As an expert physiotherapist, he worked for a few clients in Carter's circle of friends. Some of them were males who had sports injuries or needed therapy after surgery but most were the women of the men of industry. Once word got out among the inner circle of his expertise, he had more request from wives who had sprains and other ailments that required treatment. And some, if not most, required more intimate attention. As he stared into the mirror, waiting for his newest client, he wondered what she would be like. He was familiar with Carter and his standing in the business world but what of his wife. If he pleased her, would she also become a long term client?

When she was wheeled into the room by her private nurse Vanessa, whom he met briefly, he saw a woman with determination in her eyes. Her hand was soft to the touch and her emerald eyes were captivating. She was giving him the once over and he hoped she liked what her eyes saw. He smiled and chuckled when she told him she thought he was the best man to get her back on her feet. But the tone was so much more than a casual comment. Did he detect a bit of flirtatiousness from his new client?

“Hello, Ma'am. I hope it's alright to call you Anna?" She nodded and said yes. "Thank you for the compliment and I hope to make you pleased in any way I can (the inflection on any way)." If she could flirt, so could he. "And if at any time ma'am .... I mean Anna ..... you are dissatisfied, let me know and I'll do my best to make it right with you." The twinkling in his eyes conveyed the hidden meaning behind his words.

Matt was not stupid enough to think every woman would fall his good looks and talented hands. Some women were strictly all business. What kind of a woman was Anna Anderson? He would know more by the end of today's session.

When she held out her other hand for him to help her from the wheelchair, he noticed the large sparkling rock on her finger. Was she sending him a message that she was married and not available for some fun? It didn't matter to Matt if his female clients were married or single. He had a high testosterone level and it didn't take much for him to become fully aroused, given the right circumstances.

Pulling Anna to her feet, he steadied her on her good foot, putting his arm around her waist and helping her to his table. He was glad to see she wore gym shorts and an oversized t-shirt as he had instructed. Touching the cast on her left leg and then her left arm, he commented, "I need to assess your damaged leg and arm. From the doctor's report these limbs got pretty banged up in a car accident (he didn't elaborate or ask about the accident) and we need to get you back into fighting shape." The last comment was a joke and he laughed when she chuckled. At least she has a sense of humor.

"The one thing we have to guard against is muscle atrophy. With the cast on your arm and leg we can't do much at the exercise level so for today we'll have to concentrate on some massage techniques and electrical stimulation. Let's start on your arm."

Matt got behind Anna and smiled at her in the mirrored wall. Using some warm oils, his strong fingers dug into the shoulder and then worked their way down her arm to the top of the cast. "You haven't lost a lot of muscle mass because you still have the use of your hand, which is a good thing." After working on the shoulder for a few minutes he asked Anna to lie back on the table.

The cast on her leg started at mid-thigh and extended to mid-calf in order to immobilize the knee which took the brunt force of the vehicle hitting her car broadside. Pouring some warm oil on the upper thigh region, his strong fingers began to massage Anna's upper thigh muscle. "I'll use my fingers to begin the therapy and then switch to an electric stimulation technique to get under the cast.

His fingers dug into the thick muscle in a effort to keep blood flowing to the injured area. Working slowly and methodically upward, he felt her muscle tighten as his fingers slide between her thighs and inched closer to her pussy. Sensing this was a defining moment, he caught a glimpse of her shaven lips as his fingers brushed against one side. "I'm sorry Anna. If you are uncomfortable with this method, please let me know."

He stopped, pulling his fingers back an inch to give her time to grasp what he was doing. Would she rebuff him or encourage him to continue her rehabilitation?

 

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Anna was surprised at the unexpected touch between her legs on her most private area but she did not discourage him. If anything, Anna tilted her pelvis up a bit and his fingers brushed against the sensitive skin once more. There was no doubt about what she wanted when their eyes met.

Enjoying their little game as per her usual style, Anna continued to play the naive wife.

Resting her head back against the pillow on the table, Anna relaxed.

“This feels wonderful so far. I remember when I was in university I rolled my ankle playing softball and the tendons got stretched too far. At that time they used the electrical therapy on my foot and I admit that I liked it so much I’d take the time to have a nap while they worked on me. Now I realize that might have been a bad idea... Anyone might have been able to take advantage of me,” she laughed. “I hope you’ll find that I make a good patient because I’m easy to get along with and I follow direction very well. Just ask Carter how well-behaved his wife is.”

Anna smiled.

“If you get to call me Anna I’m calling you Matt, just so you know. I’m nothing near as stuffy as you might imagine being the wife of a powerful man — the both of us actually are totally reasonable but enjoy a good laugh once in a while despite his arrogant facade. Please, don’t treat me any differently than you might treat anyone else just because of his wallet. All Carter asks is that I’m happy and healing, both of which I am. Anyway, now that that’s out of the way, shall we continue?”

 

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Monday Morning - Matt contiunes his treatment

Matt wasn't sure he wanted to ask Carter Anderson how easy going his wife was. If he found out the physiotherapist touching his wife in areas not related to her injuries, he had a feeling the man would not be pleased. But her tone was soothing and matter of fact. Did Carter Anderson not care if his beautiful wife had sex with other men? The thought emboldened Matt to touch her again.

And her explanation of one of the most powerful men on the face of the earth wanting his wife to be happy. Was she free to do as she wished to gain any amount of pleasure that she enjoys? Matt felt her pelvis rise once more when she asked if should continue, the bare skin of her lips barely touching hit fingertips.

"I am only trying to do what is best for you Anna. I'm sure your husband wants you back at one hundred percent as soon as possible." He was trying to justify his actions but he had a feeling they were falling on deaf ears. Her eyes closed and a sigh escaped her lips. Was he lucky enough to not only treat this gorgeous woman for her injuries but impart some pleasure on the road to recovery.

He got no argument when he pulled her gym shorts over her hips. Her hips rose slightly off the table top to assist him. Her actions wiped out any lingering doubts. Smiling, his fingertips traced the outline of the skin that protected the treasures inside. The moisture of her excitement coated his fingertips, making it easy to push between the soft pedals.

Hearing a soft moan when his fingertips invaded her private area only encouraged him to venture deeper. The tiny jewel was hiding but it didn't take long to discover its location. And when he pressed on the love button, her hips rose and a long slow moan came from her. Exploring further south, his fingers met the opening to her vagina and with them being extra lubricated, easily slipped past the squeezing muscles.

Matt took his time exploring with first one finger and then two, watching her reactions. She was enjoying the treatment so far but he had other ideas. Pulling his fingers out, he saw her eyes open wide as if questioning what he was doing. "Don't worry Anna. I need to get some things to finish the treatment today.

She didn't say a word, only watched as Matt gathered up some pads with wires attached to them. "We will finish this session with some electrical stimulation to exercise the all the core muscles." Attaching the pads on her thighs and calves, he save a few for another area. Attaching two pads one either side of the vulva and one just above, he was ready.

Turning on the machine, the fingers of his free hand returned to her pussy. "Anna please tell me if the tiny electrical shocks are too much." Turning the dial, he saw her hips jerk but she didn't say a word. Leaving it at that level, the electrical pulses would be activated every few seconds. Matt's fingers found her wet opening and toyed with it as the electrical shocks continued.

Pushing one finger and then another into her canal, he wondered how many she could take. Wiggling his fingers, he tried to insert a third finger, finding the opening tight and restrictive. But with a bit of patience, the third finger slipped inside. Could she take a fourth digit? Her breathing was becoming more ragged as Matt maneuvered the last digit into position. He saw her fingers gripping the side of the table. Waiting for the tight moment, he wondered, did her husband ever try this?

 

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Whining a bit at the combined stimulation of the electrical shock therapy just above her most sensitive area and his fingers working her tight pussy open, Anna couldn’t help but relax against the table under his ministrations.

He was obviously hesitant to be touching her in this manner even if his words were confident and indicated that this was a form of “therapy” for her. Anna could imagine that the looming elephant in the room (that she was Carter Anderson’s wife - known prick when it came to getting what he wanted) was a bit overwhelming for him. Anna decided that she could not mince words and needed to be clear with Matt in order to encourage this.

Yet she was sore from her husband’s rough bout of need last night (okay — so maybe that was all on Anna), but she never turned down good sex. That is, unless Carter said no. She was well aware not to take this too far, but one orgasm surely couldn’t hurt? Then she’d fake the need to pee and send off a message to her husband. Or she could tell him about this encounter at lunch and see what he had to say. Anna would never disgrace Carter and turn down a direct order, of course. Not after everything they’d been through together.

“Carter knows his wife is a slut,” she finally said. “That’s okay, because he is too. You don’t have to treat me like glass, Matt. I survived a car crash and my husband is known to be rough around the edges. If that doesn’t tell you that I’m not a strong woman I don’t know what will. Your unconventional therapy methods do seem to be helping, but you could work me a little harder if you please,” Anna requested, hoping he might get the message.

 

[Rocket1010]

Monday morning- Matt gets the message

Matt knew his place and with three fingers buried in her cunt and a fourth one ready to join the others, he needed confirmation. If he had been here a few times and knew the rules of the game he wouldn't be so hesitant. Her words were interesting because he had never heard another female client tell him their husband was a slut. The way was now clear that he had carte blanche with this woman. He could do whatever he thought best for her to recover and if that included giving her an orgasm, well so much the better.

Matt’s hands were of average size and was no match for Carter Anderson’s large paw. He noticed the size difference when they shook hands at the hospital. One benefit he had was his ability to insert his hand into a woman’s private area. With Anna he was about to let her feel something more substantial than a cock. Sure she could use a large dildo but a dildo didn’t have fingers to massage the inside of her womanhood.

"I promise you Anna, I will not be so nice as you get healthier My treatment techniques are unique but they do produce results." Her soft moan when he pushed his fourth finger against the other three, forcing her vaginal canal to open wider, made him smile. Though the opening was very tight, her secretions made the passageway slippery. Pushing a bit harder and curling his thumb between his four fingers, Matt felt his fist forcing its way into her pussy.

Between the electrodes stimulating her clit and his fist slowly sliding deeper, he noticed her hips rising off the table, assisting his efforts. “Just relax and enjoy the sensations,” he uttered as his fist slipped inside her.

Not many women enjoyed this full feeling but this woman seemed to get more focused on her impending climax. Reaching for her exposed pussy lips with his free fingers, he spread them open and began to massage her clit as his hand, now fully immersed in her pussy began to fuck her.

 

[Cum_Inside]

Anna full-on laughed when Matt spoke about being nice to her.

The poor thing didn’t know that she loved it when Carter beat her senseless: THAT constituted being nice to her.

Anna told him as much: “Nice? Oh Matt — Carter was “nice” to me last night when he belted me. We haven’t been able to engage in such rough play as of late,” she gestured at her leg. “Now we’re well on the road to making up for lost time. Why, I frequently run my mouth to encourage Carter’s ire. I don’t like “nice” guys.”

Her tirade, for that’s what it was, ended with a loud moan as Matt jabbed at her insides with his fist, hips jerking and rising a bit off the table. The electrodes placed in decidedly wonderful places were driving her ever closer to her orgasm and Anna wasn’t in the mood to put a halt to it. In fact, for the first time she had ever been fisted, Anna let herself enjoy the sensation even if it wasn’t Carter giving her this gift. That was her only regret.

Anna could see now the exasperated look he’d pin her with when he inspected her sore, stretched pussy tonight before bed (or maybe even at lunch). She hoped there might be punishment for playing without his permission, but Anna wasn’t stupid enough to guess that Carter already knew the physiotherapist’s designs on Carter’s wife; those pointed looks had not been subtle in the least.

Anna smirked.

“Maybe he will again tonight because his wife is such a needy little harlot. I can’t wait to see the look on his face when he discovers what I’ve gotten into today. Oh - pardon me - what you’ve gotten into today.”

 

[Rocket1010]

Monday Morning - Matt turns up Anna's stimulation

Matt listened to Anna go on about him bring nice. He thought she may have misheard his words just a few moments ago. He told her that future sessions would not be so nice. But her words now reaffirmed her desire for rough sex with her husband and with anyone else.

Within a span of forty-five minutes, he learned so much about this couple. Most beginning sessions were cordial, getting to know the ins and outs of what he could do to his clients. But with Anna, it was all out on the table, so to speak. And he remembered her husband’s words that he was to do whatever it took to get his wife healthy again. From what he saw now, she was pretty healthy mentally but she needed a lot of physical attention.

“Don’t worry about me Anna. I can rachet up the pain level at any given moment.” Releasing her throbbing clit from his touch, he reached for the dial on the electro stimulation machine, turning up the frequency of her shocks. The ensuring electrical shocks caused her body to jerk on the table. Her eyes closed in deep concentration.

Matt began to pump his fist inside her with more force as he reached for her throat. Grasping her throat, he squeezed. “I can dish out all the pain and punishment you need to get healthy slut.” Her eyes shot open at the word and Matt gave her a devilish smile. “You like to called dirty filthy names don’t you, cunt.” His words hit a chord.

His fist moved faster more forcefully inside her pussy. “And I hope you do tell your husband or should I say your daddy. Tell him what a good job your physiotherapist is doing and how you’re looking forward to your next session.” Again, her eyes conveyed a truth. “Now cum for me bitch. Fuck my fist like you ride your daddy’s cock.”

All the cards were on the table now and he thought of how future sessions should be handled. He was going to so enjoy working with Annaleigh Anderson.

 

[Cum_Inside]

The warm pulse that raced along her spine when Matt called her increasingly filthier names was not attributed to the electrical stimulation; Anna loved being called nasty names. Most people saw a young professional when they looked at her across the negotiating table but in the privacy of her own home she could be one freaky little thing.

He also happened to hit the nail on the head in regards to Carter’s secondary title — Daddy. For a moment she debated on how to respond to him, but there was no sense denying it. Though only a small handful of people really knew how Anna referred to her husband, Anna wasn’t ashamed to admit it. Carter was dominant. Carter looked after her; he protected her, spoiled her, loved her and looked after her the way a caregiver might. He educated her and taught her all the things she needed to grow and flourish under his tutelage.

Carter was her Daddy.

Anna’s eyes softened at the mention of it and her body relaxed, allowing each shock to hit her like a sucker punch. Resting there on the table, Anna began to pump her hips up to meet Matt’s thrusts. His hand was much smaller than Carter’s and that experiment would definitely hurt (they were going to try it regardless, as soon as possible) but Anna was enjoying her first fisting experience.

It must have only been a couple minutes later but it felt like hours. As he fucked her slowly, Anna became more and more aware of her climax sneaking up on her. The tent in his pants was obvious too but she couldn’t reach it to help him out from this angle. She pouted.

Yet Anna realized this was about her and that he may not want to be pleasures in return. Still, she was happy to reciprocate and actually preferred to over having an orgasm herself.

“Daddy really does give me the best orgasms. I’ll show you how his baby girl cums all over his cock alright,” she promised, body thrusting against his fist with greater urgency.

 

[Rocket1010]

Monday morning- Matt brings Anna to an orgasm

Matt was getting more excited too, watching Anna in the throes of pleasure. He thoroughly enjoyed watching his clients get pleasure from his techniques. And Anna was definitely enjoying having his fist in her pussy and being called filthy names.

Pumping his fist harder inside the velvety channel caused his cock to press urgently against his trousers. “I bet your daddy loves it when you ride his hard cock and then he fills that filthy cunt with his cum.”

He ignored his own desires to have this beauty taste him and he had the willpower to control himself, at least in the short term. Most of his clients realized he too needed some relief after a session. Was she one of them? First things first, this initial session was about getting Anna started on the road to getting healthy. If by chance given the opportunity for her to reciprocate, he wouldn’t turn it down.

The electrodes were delivering the maximum current, forcing blood to flow to the injured muscles and tissues. His fist was delivering the knockout blow and her hips began to undulate wildly on the table. As he increased his fist pumps, he saw her fingers turning white as they held onto the side of the table.

Her hips rose high off the table, her breathing hard and very ragged as she hung onto the very edge of reality. But the moment passed and she let out a guttural cry while her pussy contracted wildly on his wrist. Matt watched her face scrunch up as if in agony but it was really pure pleasure. Over and over her body undulated as she rode the orgasmic waves until her body had nothing more to give.

Her eyes had a glazed look and then her good hand pushed at his arm, wanting to free it from her body. Matt smiled at the silent request and slowly pulled his fist from her pussy, seeing the glistening fluid coating it. Not wasting a moment, he brought his hand to his mouth and licked her nectar, sighing in contentment.

Anna was still breathing rather heavily when Matt offered her a taste of her own juice. As she licked the slippery substance, he asked, “This concludes our first session Anna. Do you want me to summon your nurse, Vanessa, or can I help you with anything else?”

 

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She leaned up on her elbows and watched as her physiotherapist tasted her for the first time (and hopefully not the last). He even offered her a quick lick, which Anna never refused. Cleaning every last drop from her lips with a skillful tongue, she smiled at him.

"Thanks for such an empowering first session. I know that this is all about my therapy, but isn't there a way that I can show you how thankful I am for your time?"

Sensuously, Anna's fingers hooked into Matt's belt loops and tugged him closer before skimming down the front of his trousers and feeling the engorged muscle pulsing against her palm.

"Daddy has taught me many things. The first of which is that it is important to repay colleagues and business partners generously for their... services in order to foster continuous beneficial... relations in the future," Anna commented, fluttering her eyelashes at him.

"Daddy would be dismayed with his baby girl if he found out she was remiss with her networking since he hates that the most. I've been quite bad lately so he'll be pleased to know that I'm behaving for once. I'm sure he'll be asking you as well because he knows me well enough to know that I'll tell him what he needs to hear in order to avoid the inquisition at this point, whether it's the whole truth or not.

"Anyway, I guess what I need to know is if you're brave enough to have Carter Anderson's wife suck you off before you get Vanessa to help freshen me up to see him for a lunch break? That's really all I need, Matt."