The Submission of Anna (closed for cum_inside)

Anna laid there on the soft carpet with her husband and their new submissive, gloriously happy in their little cuddle pile. The flavour of her husband’s syrup on her tongue was sharp and distinctive, coating the inside of her mouth and causing the tastebuds lining her wet cavern to sing in pleasure. There was no better taste than the organic flavour Carter offered her.

Vanessa rested her head against Anna’s pillowy breasts and pressed herself closer. Carter stroked Annaleigh’s hair gently and she tossed him a sweet smile, eyes shining. She was satisfied for now but as the amorous playtime wound down Anna became impatient for the dungeon. Still, she forced herself to lay there for what seemed like forever until Carter decided it was time.

She had just closed her eyes as her body relaxed and she began to doze when a large hand fisted in her hair and yanked her head up forcefully until she was clumsily settled on her knees, casted leg throbbing. Anna focused on her husband’s stoic face. He was impassive, looking down at her as her back arched and his strength pulled her upper body from the carpet by the roots of her hair. The sharp spike of pain made her gasp, eyes rolling back momentarily before tracking back to Carter’s.

The clock on the wall over his shoulder told her it had been almost half an hour that they had been laying there.

It was time.

Anna waited for him to speak, enjoying the way he glanced over her as though she was nothing but a toy to him (as she loved him to treat her during playtime, and anytime, really); she wondered just how he would punish her body and make her cry over the evening as she knew that Carter would do his best to make this a memorable experience for her and encourage his little painslut to look forward to her nights, possibly even shackled in the dungeon.

She wondered if she behaved badly enough if he’d strap her up to one of his torture devices and leave her down there alone, waiting for his attention in the dark silence of the private room while he went off to work or kept busy while his wife was punished. She wanted that so badly - knowing her husband was sleeping like a baby in her their large California King with his silken sheets while she was strung up like a nasty whore by her wrists or ankles somewhere in the basement.

“Fuck,” she muttered, pussy clenching. That image was so deliciously sexy that Anna couldn’t imagine anything better: she wanted that so badly! The sound was unintentional, and she watched Carter’s eyes narrow before he struck her across the face, slap stinging and knocking her head to the side for her impertinence; Anna had not been told to speak, her Dominant expecting her to remain silent until he ordered her otherwise. That slap caused her to whimper in excitement and it took another two hits before she could bite her tongue, coppery taste of blood hitting her tastebuds as she bit down to muffle her pleased cry.

Vanessa watched quietly, anxiety present in her expression. She knew that the couple enjoyed very rough sex, but she had not witnessed just how violent they could truly be. Carter had hit his wife previously and Anna always did seem to like it, love it even, but she was curious as to the limit.

Anna had her safeword. Everyone in the room was aware. Would she use it? If she did, everything would immediately stop. Vanessa wasn’t stupid enough to believe that Carter would push Anna past that if she wasn’t enjoying their sex. Watching him now, one would think that Annaleigh was nothing but a trollop held captive under the powerful influence of one of the most wanted men in the world as he got his sick rocks off. One would never think that Carter Anderson loved the woman on her knees in front of him.

Anna’s attention was drawn to the stiff erection standing tall in front of her face, dripping copious strings of precum already, before dropping her gaze to Carter’s feet as a decent submissive would do - never disrespect your Dominant with direct eye contact if not directed to do so. Still, Anna was antagonistic at her basest form. She didn’t like behaving herself if she knew it would lead to Carter beating the shit out of her.

Her lips curled into a dangerous smirk. Her tone was dark and practically singsong as she began to speak.

“Do you like hurting women who can’t fight back, Sir? Your dick is so hard just from slapping a dirty whore across the face — what will happen when you actually have her tied down and crying for you to stop? Would you rape her? Take what you want from her with that massive fucking cock because she’s so pretty in her pain? I bet you’d like it, you sick fuck.”

Raising green eyes to meet Carter’s own, she watched amusement curl over his lips, enjoying their little game.

They were both thinking about the time Carter had held her down in that hotel room on their first business trip together and fucked her pussy stupid as Annaleigh cried. Despite her immediate feelings of disgust, when Anna thought back on it on those nights she was indescribably horny, all she could feel was intense pleasure. That had been the best sex of her life and they both knew it. She had liked the way he had held her down with his body and fucked into her in quick deep thrusts and filled her quim full of cum before leaving her there like his personal fuckdoll. Sharp words had been exchanged and nasty comments regarding that night had come forward when Josh and Megan found out, but Anna never regretted that evening. She needed him to know. She wanted him to “rape” her again. Consensual nonconsent was high on her fantasy list.

“I still remember when you raped me in that hotel. My boyfriend had no idea what you were doing to me, but the feeling of you fucking me while I begged you to stop and cried my little eyes out... I bet that’s what got you off; that I couldn’t stop you and that you owned me. Even then you knew it. You’d have your whole lifetime to use my body however you pleased whether I wanted it or not,” she told him, each word landing like a punch in the chest. “You could have had me like that in the hospital too — rutting on top of me while I laid there hopelessly in that bed, paying the hospital staff to keep their fucking traps shut while you did it. You’ve got so many chances to take advantage of me and it makes my pussy so wet.”

“Your wife...” Anna paused, eyes glimmering, “doesn’t have to know that her husband is one disgusting motherfucker that enjoys making girls cry. How badly you need that. Do you like hurting women, Carter Anderson? That’s okay - in this world all about male supremacy, it’s an honour to serve you.”

There. The honest truth. In their day-to-day lives, Annaleigh was a strong independent woman. In her personal life with Carter, Anna enjoyed bending her spine and showing him the respect he deserved at all times. Carter didn’t want a mindless slave and he loved his wife’s perspective on things but there was no denying that he also loved that he could demand Anna kneel wherever, whenever and that she would do it for him. She was his submissive 24/7 and Carter had full control.

Advocating for equality in the workplace was different than her true feelings and they both knew it, whether Anna was ready to admit it or not. Anna believed wholly in the idea that men were superior to women in almost all ways. Anna’s body was for male pleasure, but she had enough of a mind to say that she only wanted Carter to take from it. She would defer to his knowledge and experience always, submitting from here on out to his demands and ideas now that she had expressed herself enough for him to know that she was open to pain and pleasure, his woman eternally.

Even if Carter didn’t want a slave, he had one. It wasn’t legal to own them in this day and age, but that was Anna’s core desire. She could play the role of devoted wife well, but she could also be used and abused just as one would not feel comfortable treating their wife. She was anything Carter wanted her to be.
 
Monday evening - Anna is introduced to the dungeon

Carter was stunned for a moment when Anna brazenly began to speak without having permission. He glared down at her, his grip on her hair growing tighter in his fist. She was walking a fine line but it was a line he knew she needed to walk. She was expressing her desire to serve him no matter what he did to her and she would be faithful no matter what befell them.

“Are you quite done now!” His voice was on the edge of deep anger and quickly he slapped her a few more times, watching her head rock back and forth. But each time her brilliant emerald eyes told another story. She would take what he could dish out. Or could she?

“Yes, I like to watch my women squirm with pain as I dish out pleasure. Remember that with pain comes pleasure and with pleasure comes pain. And my sweet fucking slut, you will have both. But how much of each is up to me and not you.” Another slap brought redness to her cheek.

Carter glanced at Vanessa and the look of shock was painted on her face. “As for you. If you don’t like what you see or hear, you can leave now.”

Vanessa shook her head no. She was frightened and scared but intrigued by this couple. Could she withstand the verbal and physical abuse Anna was taking? She didn’t no but she was committed and she was not about to back out now.” “No ….. no sir,” she muttered, her eyes casting downward with submission.

“Good.” Turning his attention back to Anna he sneered. “And you can bet that I’m going to rape that fucking body of yours bitch. Whenever and wherever I want to. That night in the hotel room was only the beginning.” He saw her eyes dart to his swinging cock.

“Is this what you want whore.” Grabbing his meat, he rubbed it across her lips and smiled when bright red lips parted. “Oh, don’t think just because you open you lips that I’m going to let you taste my cock.” Swiping it over her lips, he began to hit her cheeks, seeing her eyes darting back and forth as it crossed in front of her face. “Maybe I should let Vanessa have a taste.”

Turning to their sub, Carter rubbed his cock over Vanessa’s lips caressing them before he slipped it inside her mouth. “Ohhhh yes baby that feels so fucking good.”

Vanessa dutifully sucked on his cock, taking as much as she could. Her eyes shifted to see her mistress watching, a look of hunger on her face. She could feel her juices begin to flow when Carter abruptly pulled his cock from her mouth.

His attention shifted back to Anna. It was time for her to see the room he had been saving. Only two other women had been allowed to see the room and Carter realized with both of them, it had been too early in the relationship. He vowed not to use the room until he found a woman who he felt truly was into hard kinky sex. After a very short time, he knew Anna was the chosen woman and she had again just reaffirmed her submission to him.

“It’s time.” The words were simple and direct and Anna knew what it meant. Carter grabbed Anna’s hair, pulling it as if one were pulling a pet. “With your insolence just now, you get the pleasure of crawling to the dungeon.” When she resisted for a moment, Carter pulled hard on her hair knowing it hurt.

Finding his trousers, he pulled the belt out of its loops. “Now come along and Vanessa if she stops you have my permission to hit her and tell her to get along.” Handing her the belt, he added, “show me how you plan to administer the belt and don’t be kind.” Vanessa doubled the belt and let fly the leather toward Anna’s naked ass. The loud sound and Anna’s sudden jerk satisfied Carter.

Carter and Vanessa saw that the crawling was arduous for Anna. Her casted leg slowed her down and with each stop, Vanessa was ready and willing to hit her, telling her to get along. Anna gave Vanessa evil glances as if to convey that she would retaliate in the future.

Carter led them across the playroom which was familiar to Anna. The opposite wall looked to be an ordinary wall but when Carter opened a small box and punched in some numbers on the key pad, a small door opened. Carter pulled on Anna’s hair and Vanessa gave her a sharp hit of the belt. The trio were about to enter Carter’s private inner sanctum.

The room was large and the air cool. The walls and floors consisted of sandstone blocks to replicate medieval architecture. Carter hit a switch and instead of conventional lighting, gas fired fixtures spewed low level lighting. The flames flickered creating shadows dancing on the cool sandstone walls.

Carter looked at Anna and Vanessa, their mouths hanging open as they surveyed the room. The dungeon equipment and furnishings were designed to provide pain or pleasure or both. Each wall and the floor had a series of rings and restraints that allowed a person to be secured in a number of different ways. Two steel cages sat in one corner while another cage was suspended from the ceiling. A table similar to the one in the playroom along with other apparatus sat on the opposite side of the room. A St. Andrews cross stood on one wall but it was different from the one in the playroom. This one had extra restraints and small needles poking through the wood. Scattered around the room were other devises of pain that Carter was sure Anna would enjoy. The table turned into a rack for stretching, medieval stocks lay on the floor, designed to be used on a number of different devices. The key to the room was that there were so many different combinations to extract pain and pleasure.

“Before I select an appropriate device, tell me what you think of our private dungeon.” It was no longer his alone. Anna was his wife, lover, submissive, and slave. It was their room.
 
Annaleigh lost her breath at the entrance to the dungeon and not because of the white-hot lance of pain from her injured wrist, the casted leg and the tug of the roots of her hair. Pure excitement burst out of her in a rush and the awestruck noise she made must have pleased Carter. Kneeling there just slightly behind him, Anna stared at the place she would soon get to know very well.

Because Carter had asked her a question, Anna responded freely. Now, after she’d stepped out of line and expressed her true emotion to him, Anna felt no need to misbehave and inspire further punishment; Carter already knew exactly what she needed deep down in her bones. He would not disappoint.

“It’s amazing, Sir. I can’t wait to explore every single inch of this room with you,” she admitted honestly, eyes roving over all the equipment and admittedly delightful but absolutely frightening torture devices. She spied not only the wooden horse in the corner but a rack that had many screws and cranks and steel bars and weights all built into one. Anna recalled watching a porno once where a contraption similar to this was used for very creative torture of the breasts. Anna was intrigued but more than slightly afraid as her boobs tended to be the most sensitive part of her body.

She wanted to find out her tolerance there and work on increasing it.

She also hadn’t forgotten about Carter’s promise to have her clit pierced. She wondered if she could talk him into bypassing the need to have a professional do it and encourage him to do it himself. Maybe the more comfortable he got with his wife’s threshold he might consider it.

“It’s more than I ever dreamed of.”

And it was.

It was perfect. Somehow, kneeling at the entry of the dungeon, Annaleigh felt as though it had been made for her. It felt like coming home.
 
Monday evening - Anna experiences her first device in the dungeon

Carter was pleased with Annaleigh’s response along with Vanessa’s gasps and wide-eyed expression said it all. The women were enthralled with the room, its contents and all the potential for pain and pleasure.

“I’m glad you like it Anna,” His voice had a very satisfied tone. One large palm smoothed her brown hair with blonde highlights knowing his wife would thoroughly enjoy all the devices. Many of them would be used over and over with different combinations of restraints.

“Vanessa. I will need your help to get our lovely slutty patient into some of the positions.” She bowed her head like a good sub and then he added, “And if you are a good sub and help me, I might just let you enjoy some of the fun too.”

Vanessa glanced up for a moment, a smile adorning her face. This was just the kind of place she dreamed of for so long. Her husband, Chris, would never think to expose her to such a glorious array of bondage equipment. But he was not here and if things worked out with her new mistress and master, she may never go back to the vanilla life with her husband. She pushed a few strands of auburn hair from her face. “Yes sir. I will do my best to help you and mistress.”

“Good. Go to the wall and pick out a gag that you think mistress will like.” Both he and Anna, who wore a smile, watched their sub pick out a bright red ball gag. When she returned, Carter ordered her to put it on Anna who didn’t resist.

Once in place, Carter ordered Anna to crawl into the room toward a wall that had a post and beam made of sturdy oak. The wood had been support beams in an old warehouse downtown and Carter salvaged them for a particular purpose. Two steels bars were attached to the wooden post, one at the top and the other just below the beam.

“Vanessa help me get Anna into the right position.” They lifted Anna onto the beam and then Vanessa stood along side in case her master needed any more help. But Carter didn’t and in very short order had Anna restrained to the View attachment 2077117.

Carter sneered at the sight of his restrained wife. She had to be uncomfortable and in some pain due to the cast on her leg and the brace on her wrist. But she didn’t complain and even if she did, the ball gag would keep her voice muffled.

“Now my dear slutty wife who likes to be disobedient. Daddy’s going to give you your first taste of our dungeon. There will be plenty more time to try out everything.” He wanted to let her know that this was their private dungeon and not exclusively his. Running his hands down the back of her exposed thighs, he chuckled when he felt her body shiver. She was shivering not from fear but from arousal. When his long thick fingers reached her pussy and ass, he took his time rubbing the uncovered flesh before opening the soft lips to expose her clit.

“mmmm this looks very tasty,” he growled with delight. Bending, he licked at the juices that were leaking from her pussy. The rich taste and the way her hips tried to wiggle only incited his lust for her. He would eventually fuck her pussy and ass but that time was a ways off. Now was the time to punish her.

Normally he would handle the discipline himself but since Vanessa had been a good sub he decided to include her, at least in the beginning. “Vanessa select a vibrator and let’s begin giving our bitch some much needed attention and discipline.” He smiled seeing her pick up a purple vibrator with a large vibrating ball. Carter selected a riding crop and the two punishers approached what appeared to be a very apprehensive woman. She had no clue what he had planned, only Carter.

“Let’s begin. You work on her thighs for now and I’ll take care of her fuck holes.” Vanessa began running the vibrator over her thighs and the soles of her feet while Carter zeroed in on her pussy and ass.

Flicking the riding crop with controlled precision, he landed the leather tip on her pussy, watching her body jerk with pain. “Naughty bitches who defy their masters must be treated appropriately.” Another few slaps of the on her bare pussy produced more jerkiness and muffled moans.

Carter momentarily stopped hitting her and then dipped a finger inside her dripping pussy. Drawing out some nectar, he licked at his fingers. “You taste very good. Do you want daddy to put his finger in your ass? Just nod.” She didn’t have a choice whether he fingerfucked her ass or not. Getting more of her fluid on his fingers, he began rubbing the tight anal opening waiting for her nod.

“Vanessa you may now play with her pussy but she is not allowed to cum. Is that clear.”

“Yes master,” was the soft reply. Placing the vibrator on her swollen pussy, they watched as Anna’s body squirmed on the beam, trying to escape. But that was impossible.
 
Carter struck at her cunt and thighs with the crop. Her ass was already on fire from the 50 lashes of his hands earlier, and the ache this new toy provided made Anna quiver in discomfort each time it landed. She had nowhere to go and nothing she could say to stop this, other than shake her head. It was gut wrenchingly sexy.

The vibrator kissed the sensitive skin of her feet, belly and legs as Vanessa teased her. Supplemented with the way that Carter would stop striking her now and again to assess his wife’s drenched pussy, Anna was well taken care of. When Carter offered her the choice of fingers in her ass everyone in the room knew that he wasn’t really asking - she was in no position to deny his whims. Still, Anna nodded obediently, never refusing a chance for Carter to fill her bottom with anything, be that cock or fingers or even toys.

The scene was only beginning and so far Carter had been lenient but she knew that he had much in store for her and she couldn’t wait to find out what that might be. She had no choice, after all.
 
Monday evening - Carter and Vanessa continue discipline

Carter’s grin when she nodded affirmative to his question was more maniacal then pleasant. Being restrained to the post-beam device. Anna had no way to escape whatever he had in store for her. He pushed one finger into the tight opening, just teasing her for what was to come. “I can tell you’re ready for more,” aren’t you dear.

It was a term of endearment but said in such a manner that conveyed more pain than pleasure. They had called each other “dear” in the past but it was under more sensual quiet times after a heady bout of sex. Anna’s eyes left little doubt that she was ready for more. Carter was absolutely amazed at the pain tolerance of his wife. She was recovering from an accident, and still she wanted more discipline, more pain, and more pleasure.

Pushing his finger, a bit further into the tight channel, he watched Vanessa teasing Anna with the vibrator. She was doing a good job of raising Anna’s level of craving and Carter told her. “Nice work Vanessa, make sure she doesn’t cum. We wouldn’t want to ruin her fun now, would we?”

“No master,” was her soft reply as she moved the vibrator up and down one thigh and then other before paying more attention to her clit. Each touch of the vibrating head, brought more intense moans from Anna’s gagged mouth.

As Vanessa continued to tease Anna, Carter began to finger fuck her tight ass, pushing his finger deep into channel. Working his finger back and forth, he put his thumb into her pussy, rubbing the skin that separated her ass and pussy. After a bit more finger-thumb fucking, he pulled out and smiled at his wife who was now squirming as best she could.

“That’s enough for now Vanessa. Out slut is ready to cum and we don’t want her cumming too fast.” Vanessa pulled the vibrator from Anna’s legs and waited for more instruction. But Carter wouldn’t need her for a few minutes.

Grabbing two nipple clamps, he instructed Vanessa to get Anna’s nipples nice and hard. The soft moan coming from Anna made him smile as Vanessa rubbed and pinched her nipples. Once they were rigid, Carter placed the nipple clamps, hearing her moan loudly from the pain.

“I think you’ll enjoy this slut,” he whispered as he hooked the chain connecting them to a chain hanging from a hook in the ceiling. Pulling the chain, he saw, with satisfaction, how her face winced with pain as her nipples and breasts were extended upward. There was no way she could hold off the pain unless he relaxed the chain he was holding. The free end had a Velcro strap and Carter wrapped it around the base of his cock.

Adjusting the chain, he moved toward Anna, his cock resting in the crack of her ass. “Vanessa remove the gag and you may kiss and touch her.” He didn’t wait for Vanessa to act when he pushed his cock into Anna’s ass causing the rope to pull on her captured nipples. When he withdrew, the tension on her nipples was released until he plunged into her exposed ass again.

With the gag removed, and Vanessa kissing her, Carter laughed. “Is my sweet horny cunt having fun?”
 
She tried her best to staunch her orgasm. Anna realized that if she came against Carter’s wishes he would likely punish her by stopping all the fun. This of course was made more difficult by the vibrator and her husband’s thick digits in her most favoured hole.

The clamps added a different kind of intensity. Anna really had no room to squirm, but even an inch or two in a different direction tugged on her tender nipples. The moment. After speared her tiny rosebud and the clamps tugged simultaneously, Anna whimpered in delirious pleasure as her eyes squeezed shut. She was more than aware of the drooling curving down her chin from where the gaghad made it impossible to really control her jaw and swallowing reflexes.

She was one hot mess.

Carter’s hips drove forward and embedded his dick deep into her bowels. Of course the fact that she was tied made it so frustrating that she could not hook her thighs about his hips and drawn her fingernails down the contoured musculature of his shoulder blades and back.

“Yes Daddy. Thank you for using and abusing me this way, Sir. I know I haven’t earned it but I’m so grateful you’ve decided to allow me this night of servitude. My body is yours to make or break as much as you please.”
 
Monday night - Anna gets a taste of the electric wand

It had been a long day for Anna and here she was still ready to take what he could dish out. She had her initial physical therapy with Matt Simpson, played by the pool with Vanessa all afternoon, taken a beating on her ass after dinner, and now she was tied to a post and beam telling him she was his to make or break her.

He looked at his wife’s eyes opening and closing with each thrust causing her pleasure and pain. His cock, delivering pleasure to her ass while the nipple clamps delivered a different kind of painful pleasure to her sensitive nipples. Vanessa stood nearby, hands behind her back waiting for more instructions. She had removed Anna’s gag and kissed her mistress but then moved back like a good submissive slut.

“Do you want in on the action Vanessa.”

“Only if it pleases master,” she replied, eyes casting to Anna who continued to moan with each thrust from Carter.

“It does. Go find the largest strap-on cock and bring it here.” Carter saw Anna’s eyes open wide, trying to guess what was going to happen but knowing it had to be good.

Vanessa picked out a dildo that measured 12” in length and looked to be 4” across. It was a monster of a fake cock. “Make your mistress get it nice and wet for you.” The meaning was clear and Vanessa held the dildo up to Anna’s mouth. When Anna didn’t open her mouth quickly, Carter slapped her hard. “When I give an order, I expect it to be carried out with no hesitation.” Carter slapped her again and then Anna opened her mouth.

Vanessa shoved the cock which barely fit in Anna’s mouth. The duo watched as Anna did her best to get the fake cock wet for whatever Carter had in mind. When he was satisfied, Carter told her to slip it on, grinning when she stood next to him.

Pulling his cock from her ass must have sent pain radiating through her nipples as Anna let out a particularly painful moan. Carter’s voice was gruff. “Don’t worry baby girl it only gets better.”

Removing the Velcro strap gave Anna some respite but it was short-lived. Directing Vanessa to stand where he was, Carter placed the Velcro strap on the dildo. “Take her ass with that monster.” It was a direct order and the women knew it was not up for discussion.

Vanessa tried to push the monster cock into Anna’s anal opening that was resisting stretching. But Carter encouraged her and at one point grabbed the thick rubber cock and forced it inside her. Anna let out a painful yell when her anal muscles finally stretched wide enough to allow the dildo’s intrusion.

Carter picked up an electric wand, touching Vanessa’s ass causing her to thrust hard. Both women yelled as the cock penetrated Anna and the electric current shot through Vanessa’s ass cheeks.

Anna was a mess and Carter gave her an evil grin. “We’re going to bring this to an end but don’t think it is the end of your pleasure pain.” With a wave of his arm, he chuckled, “I have so much more to show you another time.”

Vanessa’s hips moved against Anna’s ass and just for good measure, Carter hit her ass with the electric wand, causing both women to let out loud moans. Anna’s eyes opened wide when Carter moved the wand over her breasts without touching them. “Let’s see how long you can take this without cumming.” There was glee in his voice when he touched one breast for the first time and saw her body shudder from the pain.
 
The wand was difficult to describe, but Anna was too busy still smarting at the agony of having her ass breached so forcefully with a cock so large for the first time. That thing was massive and Anna believed it must be tearing her insides to pieces with the sharp sting on every single thrust of Vanessa’s hips. Her wrists were locked by cuffs on the beam but it didn’t stop her from curling her hands into fists and clenching tightly, her eyes forcibly held closed by sheer willpower alone; otherwise she knew Carter would see her tears.

Anna wouldn’t give him that satisfaction this time around. It was too early into their forays into the dungeon for her to show him that his actions affected her so strongly. He’d feel too much satisfaction knowing he’d made her cry in sexual bliss, and Anna wanted to know how far he would really go to see his wife at the top of her threshold, shaking and crying in agony for it to stop.

They both craved that.

No.

They both needed that.

She wasn’t ready.

The one thing she was ready to do was cum. Vanessa and Carter teased her mercilessly, circling her like vultures. Vanessa was unused to such a strange notion and was growing tired, but Carter’s smirk was absolutely gleeful as he poked and prodded at different areas of Anna’s body with the wand.

Even now she had fight in her, raising her eyebrows at him in a tough act.

“That all you got? I think you’ll need a cattle prod if you intend to make me behave, Carter,” she mocked, voice a singsong.

In return, the violet wand jabbed just under her jawline and the skin on her throat burned red hot, nerves firing rapidly. Her eyes flashed, but with gritted teeth, Anna made no sound at the punishment for her disrespectful comment. The wand was gone before she could say anything, almost as if it had never happened other than the painful abrasion on the smooth skin of her jugular.

The almost maniacal look on her husban’s face and the rigorous anal fucking she was receiving made Anna’s body pull taut as a bowstring, ready for release. She really, really needed to cum! Carter, that asshole, was holding her orgasm over her head like he was the nasty tease between the two of them.

Anna kinda (okay, she really really did) fucking love it - and him, too.
 
Monday night - Giving Anna a choice

The smack on the side of Anna’s face brought a wild look in her eyes. “Oh I got a lot more in store for you cunt.” He placed the wand on the lips guarding her clit and laughed when her body tightened like a piano wire. “You think you can withstand what I can dish out. This is only a preview of what lay before you in the future.” He touched her pussy lips once more, seeing her jaw clench tightly, teeth grinding together.

Vanessa stood stock still, the rubber dildo buried in Anna’s ass, watching her master administer more pain to his wife. Could she withstand the onslaught of his discipline? She knew she would have caved in by now. But Anna had the strength and fortitude to take his punishment and then sass him, which only made him chuckle and laugh while he gave her more. She was watching her mistress for any signs of giving in when he ordered her to undo the dildo and leave it in her ass. Vanessa undid the belt and then stood with her hands behind her back waiting for his next order.

Carter grabbed the rope attached to her nipples clamp and tied it to her big toe, making sure her nipples were extended.

“You may now slap her pussy,” Carter directed as he continued to torture Anna with the electric wand. As he ran the wand up and down her thighs, he smiled each time her body bucked making the rope tied to the nipple clamp chain pull on her nipples. Her body was jerking, trying to get away from the electrical current, but there was no escaping the wand. She was especially sensitive to the touch on the bottom of her feet, legs jerking wildly with each touch causing the clamps to exert more punishment to her nipples.

Carter was surprised at the way Vanessa followed orders without any hesitation. Her palm stuck Anna’s pussy in conjunction with his wand usage, giving Anna no rest from the constant pain. “Hit her pussy harder,” he called out as he began touching her nipples, delighting in the way she was resisting him. But could she continue to resist him? He was beginning to see some cracks in her actions as the pain mounted inside her. Her body was taut and even the slightest gesture on his part to touch her with the wand, made her body jerk in anticipation of the pain about to course through her body.

Then just as suddenly, he stopped and chuckled when she opened her eyes. “My sweet fucking whore is ready to crack but I think we’ll save that for another time.” He walked behind Vanessa and reached around her, grabbing her breasts and pinching her nipples. She moaned and her head rocked backward onto his shoulder as he played with her nipples.

His voice had a wicked tint. “I want you to watch me bury my cock in her pussy while you can’t do anything about it.” Carter pushed Vanessa head down to just inches from Anna’s pussy. He grabbed his cock, rubbing the large head against their slaves pussy and then plunged inside, relishing the sound of her loud scream of pleasure.

As Carter’s hips worked back and forth, he held Vanessa’s hair like the mane of a horse, keeping just out of reach of Anna’s drooling pussy. He noted the constant flow of fluid from Anna’s pussy and then looked deep into her eyes, seeing just a smidgen of tears. She had done well to hide them.

“If you want to cum like I know you want to, all you have to do is beg daddy to let Vanessa’s tongue and mouth reach your hot cunt. What do you say bitch? Do you want daddy to let your submissive service you like she did this afternoon or do you want to just watch daddy fuck her?” It was a challenge and he waited for her response.
 
Anna kind of wanted both, but overstimulation from where Vanessa had been slapping her cunt made her hesitate on having the other woman go down on her right now. Anna figured it would cause more discomfort than actual pleasure, so Annaleigh shook her head, eyes drawn down to the space between Vanessa’s thighs where Carter’s heavy balls swung like pendulums as he stroked smoothly into her.

“I like free shows,” she commented, laughingly.

Trying her best to hold still in order to prevent any tugging from the clamps was not going well, so Annaleigh gave up at long last and let out a weak whimper from the stretch of her poor abused nipples.

Now that she wasn’t being jabbed with the wand every few seconds and had less physical stimuli to focus on, Anna’s orgasm began to rise again. Carter was distracted by his current task even if he was watching his wife closely, but Anna was able to hide the signs of her ever-increasing arousal behind a little tug of the teeth against her full bottom lip in a “pained” wince or a wrinkle of her nose. Anna also let out a louder sonorous moan and tried to suck in a deep breath.

She had been ordered not to cum.

It seemed like her body was about to betray her and make it happen anyway.
 
Monday night - Carter forces the issue of orgasm

The chuckle that escaped Carter’s lips was meant as an approval of his wife’s ongoing fight against climaxing. She was a fighter even in sex where one could easily lose themselves in the tumult of sexual sensations, giving in the slightest physical stimulation.

Carter and Vanessa watched as she valiantly tried to stave off the inevitable, trying to show Carter her resolve to maintain control of her own body. But sometimes the body will not be fooled so easily when physical stimulation is taken away. The mind continues to conjure visual images that are transmitted to the sexual core. Physical stimulation may not be present but visual stimulation can take control and drive the person to the breaking point.

Carter thought his wife was near that point when she bit her lower lip and grimaced. She had nothing but her vision to keep her mind stimulated as her body continued on her sexual release journey.

“Daddy will always give baby-girl a free show. You like watching your daddy fuck your pretty submissive.” Carter thrust hard a few times to make his point, hearing Vanessa’s resonant moans grow more intense. “Tell my slutty wife how much you like giving her a free show cunt.”

Vanessa looked up at Annaleigh, her hot breath bathing Anna’s leaking pussy. Her voice was deep, almost breathless. “Master’s cock is so fucking big mistress. I like fucking him in front of you mistress. Knowing you are watching makes me so hot.” Vanessa’s eyes closed and she groaned. “Please sir, fuck my cunt harder for mistress. Give her a good show.”

Carter laughed at Vanessa’s declaration. Pulling her hair, he slapped her ass with his free hand, causing Vanessa to lurch forward, her face plowing into Anna’s pussy. Anna’s moan fill the room before he could pull Vanessa’s head backward. His thrusts were deep and hard as he slapped her ass over and over.

Carter watched Anna’s face for any telltale signs. He saw some cracks in her armor façade. “Her pussy is so slick and hot just like yours baby.” He too was drawing ever closer to losing control but this was not about him. This was about Anna.

Just then Vanessa screamed, “Sir, I need to cum so bad. Ohhhhh fuck sir pleaseeeee. Let cum and show mistress how good you are.”

Her cry seemed to spark something in Anna’s eyes and Carter wasn’t about to waste the moment. “Yes, you can cum slave but you have to take mistress along with you.” To make his point, he shoved Vanessa’s head between Anna’s thighs.

Directing his words to Anna, he saw her final defense start to crumble. “Cum for baby. Ohhhh fuck yes baby. Cum all over your slave’s face.” And then he moaned himself. His own orgasm was not far behind.
 
She did as she was told.

Anna came hard, teeth grinding and body tensing as much as it could within the tight enclosed space of the bondage rack. She did her best to continue watching but the heat of her orgasm overtook her and Anna released a torrent of juices into Vanessa’s hungry mouth, cunt throbbing.

By the time her convulsing settled, Anna was sleepy from the amount of play they’d had throughout the day and ready to curl up with her husband and fall into sweet blissful sleep. But first there was the issue of Vanessa’s orgasm, who was still taking a pounding from Carter.

And Carter.

Her amazing Dominant.

His climax was still outstanding.

Anna couldn’t wait to watch his face twist in pure pleasure.
 
Monday night - Carter explodes on Vanessa and Anna

Carter enjoyed watching his wife’s face when she was about to orgasm. It was a picture of a woman who thoroughly enjoyed the sex act and the pleasures at the end.

Vanessa’s pussy was squeezing his cock harder with each thrust as she ate her mistress. Just as Anna’s orgasm roared over her, Vanessa’s body tensed and then went into small convulsions as her orgasm hit hard. She was moaning into Anna’s drenched pussy as wave after wave rolled over her.

Carter face was one of total concentration, eyes alternating between open and closed, short hard gasps of air as his body prepared for the climax. Vanessa’s slick canal walls were doing their job nicely and with a few more strokes he knew the end was coming.

Pulling out he grabbed his cock and directed Vanessa to turn her face just a little. He had a perfect view of Anna’s open leaking pussy and Vanessa’s greedy mouth waiting for his offering. The view was just the trigger, his cock throbbing, jerking and then exploding a long stream onto Vanessa’s face and his wife’s pussy. He continued to stroke his cock until his balls were emptied of all his seed.

Carter pulled Vanessa to his cock, telling her to clean him. Afterwards he pulled her to her feet and they both smiled at their captive. Leaning forward, the trio shared. Carter got a taste of their nectar along with his seed and found the taste unique.

There was no doubt his wife had a busy day sexually. She looked a bit exhausted and when they released her, she gave out a soft painful moan as she stretched her sore muscles. “I think you need a good night’s sleep baby.” Picking her up into his arms, he reassured her as her head rested on his broad shoulder. “Baby this is just the tip of the iceberg. I have so many other things for you to experience.”
 
Anna's pussy was slippery with the copious remnants of her husband's cream and it felt wonderfully warm nestled safely inside her labial folds. As Carter carried his drowsy wife up the stairs and to their room, Anna buried her face into his shoulder, smiling sleepily. Her muscles were cramped painfully, throbbing with occasional pins and needles shooting through them from the sustained uncomfortable positioning of the bondage rack, but Anna wouldn't have it any other way.

She must have passed out because the next thing she knew Carter was tucking her under the fluffy comforter of their bed and retrieving a cloth to wipe her sweaty body and messy lower parts down. She blinked up at him in the dim lighting of their room where he knelt over her with one knee on the bed. Annaleigh reached up and curved a hand across his jaw, thumb rubbing across the stubble she found there and over his lips. Vanessa watched quietly from the door, making sure her Mistress was okay before she could settle for the night. She was too far away to hear Anna's quiet declarations of affection but after getting to know the couple she expected that Anna was confirming her feelings for her husband and Dominant partner as they always did in the aftercare from their extreme play. It made her happy.

"Love you baby," she murmured, words half slurred from her exhaustion. In fact, Anna was almost back to sleep before she finished speaking and wouldn't remember in the morning, but she appeared to be talking to herself when she said, "Daddy takes care of Mommy so well, doesn't he?" The words were almost nonsensical, stilting and slow with fatigue, and Annaleigh was out before she even heard Carter's response, snoring softly.
 
Monday night - Carter and Anna call it a day

Carter was overwhelmed with love and desire for his wife as he tucked her into bed with Vanessa watching carefully. Once she was cleaned up, he nodded to Vanessa and watched as the naked nurse left the room. She was such a great find. Would Anna want her to stay on after she was healed? Or would she send her back to her vanilla husband?

And what about Blair and Lizzy? They had helped immensely, getting critical information on Edward and Josh. Would they stay on or would they be asked to stay? Carter could offer them jobs with his organization and they would do fantastic. He was contemplating all these things when he heard Anna tell him about daddy and mommy and then ask him a question.

Her parents, Lauren and Trent, were helpful too but he could see them leaving once they knew their daughter was going to be alright. Trent had expressed a desire to see the men that did this to their daughter and Carter had agreed to make them part of the surprise on Friday. How would he react seeing the men who almost took their daughter away from them forever? Jack wasn’t sure but Trent had his right to face the men.

And as for James and Rita, they weren’t going anywhere. Carter had trusted them with his life and they were a mainstay in his life and now Anna’s life.

“Yes, baby. Daddy will take of mommy every day and every night. Daddy has so many more interesting toys and devices to show mommy,” he whispered softly, patting her head and then pulling a few strands of brown hair from her face. There was no answer, only deep even heavy breathing from a sleeping beauty.

Carter crawled into bed but his mind was still very active. There was only four more days before the showdown with Edward and Josh in the board room. There strategy was in-place. Everyone loyal to him had done an exceptional job gathering data to be used against them. He glanced at his wife, sleeping peacefully, next to him. She was the key to the whole meeting on Friday and he couldn’t help but wonder how it would go. It was going to be great pleasure to see the looks on their faces when they realized Annaleigh Anderson is still alive.

Thinking of their schedules for the next few days, Carter rattled off a litany of meetings he had at the office. Business goes on and he has to make sure the ship is running in the right direction. Anna’s doctors, Dr. Peter Tolliver, Carter’s orthopedic doctor and Dr. Amos Johnson, Anna’s internist, would be here on Tuesday and Matt Simpson, Anna’s physical therapist would come again on Wednesday. He wondered if Anna would allow him a repeat of what happened earlier today. Thursday was the only day they would have to themselves and maybe they could slip away for some real alone time.

Sleep slowly overtook Carter, dreams of his wife other nondescript images floated in and out of his head. He was awakened by the feel of something running down his chest to his stomach and then back again. His fluttering eyes saw a pretty smile looking down at him. “Good morning precious,” he whispered and then a pair of soft lips touched his.
 
Anna touched her lips to her husband’s, actually in a great mood despite the early time of day. Just like Carter had, Annaleigh had realized just how packed their schedules would be over the next few days and she wanted to get that on the go already. She wanted to work hard and be in the best physical condition she could be by Friday to surprise her almost-fiancé and his uncle. She wanted to see the look on their faces so badly...

For now, Anna wrapped herself around Carter as though she were trying to melt into his body and become one with him. He laughed, pleased with the fact that this morning his wife was cuddling him and not giving him the death stare, content to stroke his large hand down her back and to her painfully reddened bottom. His touch burned and Anna gasped, trying to move away, but Carter held her steady, piercing eyes warning her to still. She settled immediately, trusting him. He didn’t do much more than massage the sore tissue but the fragile skin there aches under his hands and Anna loved the reminder of who exactly owned her.

It was the best way to start the day.

“Hi Daddy,” she whispered. “Did you sleep well?”
 
Tuesday morning - Breakfast in bed

“I slept very well kitten,” he said, kissing her again.

Carter knew he should be getting up and ready for work but it was such a joy to have his wife back in their bed again. She had come home on Sunday, two days ago, but it seemed a lot longer. Those two days were packed with sexual situations that surely brought joy to both of them. Especially the dungeon.

Drawing her to him, he kissed her again, sucking on her tongue when she stuck it out. She didn’t try to pull it back but seemed to enjoy the way the sucked on the wet muscle. After a few moments, he released her tongue and smiled when she reciprocated the gesture of love. Her sucking skills were exquisite and he felt an urge growing inside.

“Daddy’s hungry this morning,” he said with a laugh and then flipped around so he was lying on his side facing his wife’s lovely shaved pussy. Pulling her good leg over his shoulder, his tongue slipped between the soft folds. It was going to be a long day of meetings but oh what a way to start the day.

“Is my baby girl hungry this morning? If so, it is all laid out for her.” He laughed loudly and then began to devour his wife’s pussy thinking about last night as he flicked his tongue over and into her. Last night was their first adventure in the dungeon and there were so many more things to discover.
 
Annaleigh sucked Carter’s cock almost tenderly as he ate her. It was a relaxed morning before he went to work and it was all she’d dare ask for. Before king Carter was in the shower and Anna was washing his back dutifully from outside the shower, careful not to get her cast wet.

The doctors meetings and physio took a lot out of her but Anna got through them with flying colours. She’d been exercising as best she could on her own but the heavy cast made it difficult. On Thursday evening Dr. Tolliver gave the couple the good news that her leg was healing enough for removal of the eyesore and that he would follow-up again in a few weeks, but as long as she remained non-weightbeating in that leg with her crutches she’d be fine.

She would need them tomorrow but walking into that board meeting with crutches was better than a wheelchair, or even worse, dead.

She had big plans for tomorrow and she couldn’t wait to see Josh’s pretty face morph into horror as the primary shareholder announced herself just after they struck the killing blow on Carter.

Laying there in bed that evening a little early waiting for her husband, Vanessa painted Annaleigh’s toenails and rubbed her feet down to help relax her enough to get a good sleep.

When Carter joined his women, Anna smiled. She wanted to talk about tomorrow and she didn’t mind if Vanessa was here or not — she’d have to find out sometime.
 
Thursday evening - Carter and Anna talk about the meeting

The week flew by for Carter with meetings and contract negotiations. Anna was never far from his thoughts and he wished he were with her at home, but there was an empire to run.

Everyday he met with Blair and Lizzy along with Patrick McPherson, the retired Irish cop and investigator who helped blow the lid off the conspiracy. The family friend, Paula Richardson, who betrayed them because of Josh's threats to her boy was invited to one of the meetings. Lean Caldwell, one of the co-conspirators was still in a safe house and Carter made a visit to her. She was contrite but she would not be allowed to go free until after the meetings and Edward and Josh were behind bars. Things were shaping up very nicely and Carter was pleased with the game plan.

He was also pleased with Anna's progress. The doctors called him and told him the news about the cast and he immediately sent her a dozen roses with a cryptic note. "My dear Annaleigh. So good to hear the good news from Dr. Tolliver. Without the cast, we will soon be able to explore so many different things together."

To the normal person it could mean travel or some other activity but he knew she would know it meant the dungeon and it various pieces of equipment that needed two good legs.

Arriving home, he found Vanessa taking care of Anna, painting her toenails and rubbing her feet and legs. He smiled at the pair, giving Vanessa a kiss, telling her how proud he was for taking such good care of Anna. Then he leaned over his wife and gave her a long soulful kiss.

It had been three days since they had sex but it was three days of getting ready for the meeting tomorrow morning. He kissed her forehead and then looked deep into her emerald green eyes. "Do you want to talk about tomorrow? His eyes glanced at Vanessa but she didn't move. Evidently Anna told her something about the meeting.
 
Anna nodded.

“Yes. I want you to let me take the lead. I’ll be listening with an ear piece until it’s time. Please don’t say anything about my arrival before I’m ready; the reaction will be best if you put on a distraught face and act defeated until your pretty little wife is ready to save the day,” she winked. “Is that okay?”

“The board members will never see it coming that you willingly gave up your shares to anyone. Only Peter knows. After everything is said and done they’ll go right back to you where they belong.”
 
Thursday night - Carter and Anna talk about the Board meeting

“Yes that’s what we have in mind Anna,” Carter responded. “I went over the agenda with the Board President, Johnathon Campbell, and we don’t see any guests listed. I can only assume Edward and Josh will be introduced at the end of the session under “new business.”

Lena told Blair and Carter that she knew they would be at the meeting but not sure which board member was in bed with them. The Board President had told him he got a request from Jackson Murphy, owner of a large international manufacturing company, to move the meeting up because he was going to be out of the country when the normal meeting would be held.

Carter took Anna’s hand. “Just be careful where you are in the office building. I don’t want Edward or Josh to see you before the meeting. That would ruin everything.”

Carter looked at Vanessa who sat quietly on the bed, holding Anna’s feet in her lap. “Thank you for everything Vanessa. I want you to be with Anna before the meeting just to make she is ok.” Vanessa gave him a easy-going smile and nodded.

“I’ll let you two enjoy the rest of the evening. I have some work that needs to be taken care of.” Carter stood, looking at the flowers on the nightstand and then added as an afterthought, “By the way, I don’t know who this Peter character is but my partner Patrick is the only one who knows about the shares. If you see him tomorrow, don’t call him Peter, he might be offended.”
 
Annaleigh’s face went fiery red when he corrected her. In her head she’d known that it was Patrick and not Peter, but the wrong name had slipped out accidentally. It was likely from her nerves regarding tonorrow’s meeting, but she also could blame it on her knock to the head during the accident (and Carter let her away with that even if he gave her that look that he got when he smelled bullshit).

She turned over on her good side to face away from him in embarassment.

“Yes Sir,” she mumbled. “I think I’ll go to work with you first thing in the morning and just chill on your couch until it’s time. You can do your business with your boss keeping an eye on you, huh?”

It was a soft joke in retaliation and they both knew it.
 
Thursday Night - Carter gets irrated at Anna

Carter winced at her words that he could do his work with his boss looking over his shoulder. He knew it was a joke but he was not in a humoring mood tonight. There was a lot riding on tomorrow and he felt Anna was being a bit flippant.

When she turned away from him, he felt an icy presence in the room. Maybe she didn't mean anything by it but she normally didn't do such a thing. Normally they bantered back and forth but something was eating at her tonight.

"You're going to pay for that remark," he said looking at Vanessa.

He moved to Vanessa and took her chin in his hand, staring straight into her eyes. "Make sure the princess is well taken care of tonight. She has a big production tomorrow and we don't want her to fuck it up." Then he leaned down, giving her a warm kiss, seeing Anna turn her head and watch.

"Yes master," was Vanessa's soft reply.

"I'll be in the study if you need me." Carter didn't say another word, walking out of the room to get ready for the big meeting tomorrow.
 
Anna was surprised at Carter’s clear dismissal of her and that widened her pout. After a while of her laying there, she got her book and joint Annaleigh in bed where cuddles made her feel a bit better. She wanted Carter but she didn’t want to interrupt him, either, in case he wanted time to himself

Overall, Anna just felt like crap about it all. She didn’t want to have to do this but it was necessary. She didn’t want strife in their marriage at all but it seemed rich with it. That was all they ever seemed to encounter.

Working herself up about everything inside her head, Anna buried her face in Carter’s pillow and began to cry.
 
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