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"Tell me what I can do for you. What do you need?"Samantha cuddled anxiously and sympathetically at her husband's chest, who only hugged her harder with a deep sigh. He had a busy week, was exhausted and checkmated, and had seen his wife only to eat and sleep in the past few days."Someone who disassembles me wholly and then reassembles me," he mumbled, sighing again with his eyes closed."Playroom in fifteen minutes. Get ready!" his wife replied, and he looked at her expectantly."You want it; you get it. I won't repeat myself!"With these words, she got up and went into the playroom. Gabriel didn't think long and jumped up. The tiredness had suddenly disappeared, the adrenaline rush and anticipation had taken over, and he flitted into the bathroom as fast as possible. "I'll let you decide. Who do you wanna have?" Sam asked patiently, holding the collar in her hand."Both. But I think I need it a bit harder today," he answered determinedly after a moment of reflection. "I'm yours. I'm what you want and do whatever you tell me while wearing the damned thing. I love you.""I love you," she smirked, running her hands over his back before closing the collar around his neck.From one moment to the next, her voice changed, became more teasing, more demanding."I missed you," she whispered in his ear. "I want you to focus on me and leave behind all the thoughts of the last few days. Get on the bed, my handsome. I want you on all fours. Face the wall; we'll try something new today.""Yes, my love."
Something new ...
Gabriel was always open to something new, and excitedly, he climbed onto the bed, got into position, and lowered his eyes. He knew that Sam enjoyed letting him fidget. His body vibrated with desire, and his heartbeat had already reached a threatening speed. But she wouldn't start until he had calmed down. In the meantime, she was looking for the utensils she'd planned for this session but stopped when he threw a furtive glance in her direction."Perfect ... and you're just waiting for me.""Yes, my love.""Lie on your back and close your eyes. I need you relaxed. I'll tell you what I dreamed of and what I'm going to do to you."It wasn't easy for Gabriel to keep his eyes closed when he heard she was doing something. But he knew the punishment would follow if he'd been so naughty and hadn't obeyed this order.Sam was close to him, whispering soft words in his ear and giving her husband the time he needed to breathe calmly and evenly. Then she picked up the metal pin she'd ordered –– a little bit bigger than a pen. One could choose between three levels for vibration and three for minimal electrical shock. Of course, she'd tried the pen on herself first; Gabe shouldn't get a heart attack. But now, she put it on level three and held it close to his neck. "What ...?!" He shouted, staring wide-eyed at the ceiling.It wasn't the pain but the surprise that made his body tremble."Shh ... I got you," she whispered, stifling a grin and kissing the spot where she'd electrified him."Do you trust me?"Gabe took a deep breath, and the answer came after a minimum of hesitation."Of course, my love.""Well, I think you need a little help to keep still. Put your hands over your head."In the one moment, he was still calm and relaxed; the pure chaos reigned the next moment, as his hands were fastened to the bed frame. Sam's hands moved gently over his wrists, shoulders, and collar."Very good."But his cock seemed to like the procedure because it lay heavy and hard on his stomach. With a soft moan, Sam flicked it with two fingers and smeared his pleasure drops. Gabe cleared his throat, but Samantha couldn't remember him forbidden to speak.
Such a good sub
"Do you wanna say something?""Whatcha doing, my love?""What do I want?" She purred dreamily, lay beside him again, and whispered in his ear. "I'll drop you to catch you again. I'll carry you far away so you'll return to me again. I'll take you apart piece by piece, turn you're inside out, and you'll dissolve before I put you back together."He closed his eyes with a shaky breath, and lightning flashed through his body as he heard his wife speak so wickedly. Whether it was fear or arousal, he didn't know that himself. In the beginning, Samantha had a great deal of overcoming to talk or act that way, but that was what they did. It was essential to keep her voice under control –– gentle, but not too quiet; strict, but not too severe. A playful tone, but not too exaggerated … otherwise, it would seem ridiculous. At that moment, they weren't Sam and Gabriel, which made it easier.It was fascinating for Sam to see his body reactions when talking to him, but also when she could make him nervous with her calm nature.It was also important to her always to have eye contact with him, or at least to always observe him … to keep her facial and all other muscles in her body under control. Still, it was a game.Samantha enjoyed these moments by seeing the goosebumps on his body or listening to his breathing, which either accelerated or calmed down. Then, when his eyes grew bigger, he wondered what to expect next or when he was struggling not to look at her. The way her husband reacted to her and the power she had to trigger these emotions. Above all, Samantha enjoyed his confidence, allowing her to do everything with him. For her, it was the greatest gift. Then she put a foam roller under his hips and ordered him to spread his legs. With straps on his thighs, he was immobilized. And because she was already on the move, she also put a belt around his stomach.
Good choice, Mr. Novak; you can't move much anymore
"Which color?""Green, my love," he answered excitedly, followed by a satisfied nod from her."Try to relax," she said softly, moistening the speculum. "I'll keep you open for me now. Take a deep breath."Gabriel knew the procedure, and his cock twitched with desire. He growled softly as the speculum was turned on and briefly drew in a sharp breath but otherwise made no sound. He softly whimpered when she showed him the pen after giving him something to drink.
I don't survive that
Inwardly, he'd already adjusted to the highest possible pain and, in thought, already laid the safe word so that it could come quickly over his lips. Disassembling him was okay, but death by electrocution? Or worse? Granted, he's never been so scared in a session. He just hoped his wife knew what she was doing."This is a rectal probe," he heard her words, tried to concentrate again, and groaned in agony as the bite hit him on the thigh. Sam had to bite her lips, not to grin."That was the electrical impulse …" she explained, switching over to the vibration; then, her husband grunted contentedly. "… and that's the vibrating impulse. It also has a light. A pretty useful tool, don't you think?"Smirking, Sam turned the probe and pressed the button. Gabriel nodded, sighing."I'll use it to get an overview," she said, taking the probe out of his sight. "Don't worry; you're stretched far enough to feel it." It was always fascinating; she also checked if there were any injuries from their activities. Sam wasn't a doctor, but she had at least a little idea about it through her constant research."Looks good," she said, gripping his cock with her thumb and forefinger under the glans, smirking at him, hoping that what she'd planned would work just as she'd imagined.The moment he felt safe and looked at her, she turned on the second vibration level, holding it briefly to his prostate, feeling the twitch in her other hand and squeezing. A shout followed, and at first, it wasn't clear if it had been an agonized cry. Gabe's whole body jerked; he tore at the handcuffs and wanted to close his legs, but that didn't work, and his eyes were wide open. As she let go of his cock, some drops of pleasure came out of his slit. At this sight, she almost came herself."Fuck!"Gasping and reassured by his fright, he tried to slip away from the probe, which had brought him unbelievable pleasure and pain through the direct stimulation."Oh please …!"He was so aroused, and it didn't get better when she turned off and continued massaging his prostate. Whimpering, he pressed the back of his head into the mattress and only heard her words from far away."Not yet ... I'm not done with you." The zipper's opening caught his attention again, and he tried to see what she was doing. Dilators –– precious packed in red fabric.His eyes sparkled as he saw this. Yes, that was something he liked very much, and he bit his lip at the thought of the following. Then the probe was turned on again for a second, and Gabe felt he was sitting on the electric chair … or lying. It was so intense, and the air was running out, hands clenched into fists, yet it was delightful. Samantha did that three times, and the sweat that broke out made him shudder."I like to have you like that before me. I like it when you beg; I like to hear every sound. I like to make you scream."After a few moments in which he'd come down a bit, she bit harder into his nipple, eliciting a muted cry, and it took all of his self-control not to splash on his wife's face as she blew over his wet cock, when gliding down. His arms ached because he was so tense, his legs ached and trembled, he became impatient, his heart was racing, and the sweat dripped into his eyes … or maybe those were tears. It felt so terrific, and it was pure torture. Then came the probe, and Gabriel was on the verge of going insane."Damn, stop, I'm dying. Stop it!" He shouted but bit his lip a second later because it wasn't up to him to freak out and yell at her.Sam switched off the probe and looked at him with raised eyebrows."… I-I'm sorry, my love," he murmured and closed his eyes, ashamed. That wasn't so bad; on the contrary. Sam wanted to try something that would cost him quite a bit of overcoming –– so she just made it a punishment."I wanna have it limp in a minute," she said calmly, flicking his cock with two fingers. "Otherwise, I'll get ice cubes."
W-what?
Gabriel got hot and cold. How the hell should he do that?
Um ...
His eyes wandered nervously, desperately trying to concentrate on something that would free him from this condition. Not so easy in this room. Even if those eyes kept staring at him.
Damn Samantha!
"Thirty seconds."There was chaos in his head, and he got a little scared when Sam flicked it the second time. When looking down, he noticed it was a bit smaller but still semi-stiff. His heart was racing."Okay, that's enough. We still have to work on that, but it's enough for the next step."Relieved, Gabe sighed that he'd been spared the ice cubes."I'll inject some lube. I think it would work without it, but I have a good day today", she smirked, and Gabriel grinned briefly and was already looking forward to his beloved dilators, but he heard other words. The laugh stopped abruptly and, with a shocked expression, followed a shake of the head.She wanted to empty his bladder. "I don't think you can resist, and you can't hold it back.""But," he grumbled, but his wife shook her head."No, you can't. Who's control over all your body fluids?""...""You, my love," he sighed softly, closed his eyes, and surrendered to his fate because of what was left to him for another option. And the safe word, he certainly wouldn't use."That's right, and now I don't want to hear from you anymore."The lube was rubbed downward, and Gabe swallowed his moan. And he had to be careful not to get hard again. The tearing of the disposable catheter's packaging brought him back to the here and now, and he tugged at the handcuffs, though he knew there was no other choice anyway. His heart was racing. Not out of fear, instead of the fact that Sam had him floating on clouds repeatedly before immediately brutally bringing him back to reality. Even though Gabriel was the victim here, he allowed it because he liked it. She played with him, with his sensations, and he loved this game. "Listen, it gets painful when you defend yourself. Relax and let it happen. Don't be a sissy; it's just colored water."Gabe closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Carefully she introduced the hose, on and on. Sam had a bowl ready and pushed the tube further when the first drops came."You see, half so bad," she smirked, stroking his arm. And that wasn't it for him, on the contrary. He enjoyed the procedure; it only pinched twice, but it was also an incredibly titillating feeling. However, it was less comfortable but still easy to bear when pulled out the hose. All in all, he'd once again thought it was worse and was better informed. Only the fact of what his dominatrix had done bothered him a bit. But now, he concentrated on the coming."Oh well," Sam said, flicking twice as his erection jumped joyfully.Gabe tried to dodge but had no chance. "Okay, let's start with the smallest. Breathe quietly, relax, and you won't move!"He pursued with eager eyes as Samantha disinfected the dilator and slowly let it slide in and out, deeper and deeper, until it had finally found its way."Oh fuck ..." he moaned uninhibited as this tingling sensation spread throughout his body and pulled so hard at the cuffs until his knuckles went white.Then she moved the thin metal rod again before pulling out, turned on the probe anew, and stopped his ejaculation shortly after.Tears of desperation stole from his closed eyes and mingled with the sweat that had now covered his entire body."Open your eyes. We aren't finished yet. I want you to watch.""You can take a life if you truly want ... my love." "What do you think of a bigger one?" She asked, looking straight into his shocked face.Sam knew that Gabriel knew she wouldn't do anything he wasn't ready for."Answer me.""My love ..." he began and whimpered briefly after a few moments of silence. "… I don't think so …""Naturally. I think that you're ready for it. It starts," she smirked, pushing back his foreskin.An emotional rush rolled through his body, as he'd rarely experienced before; an almost painful pleasure. And then Sam wrapped her divine fingers around his hot, almost painful, to the edge-filled and highly sensitive cock and began to stimulate it from the outside.Gabe could feel his eyes rolling back in his head, and this awesome feeling almost overwhelmed him. He was glad his trembling legs were held, and he was lying on the bed."Yes, yes ... fuck ...!" He screamed ecstatically."There we are. Well done; I'm proud of you," Samantha praised and turned the probe back on. "Please ... I need ...!"At this point, Gabriel could no longer form a decent sentence. The ecstatic waves that came in ever shorter intervals ate into his brain. For a long time, he moved on the edge of the abyss … had lost all sense of time. He was at the end of his power and could only beg. He wanted it to be over.The emotions rolled over him, his pleading went into a sob, and more tears made their way."Hold on a bit until I allow you."Gabe was trapped in a mist of delight and need, but he looked directly into his wife's eyes, waiting for the redeeming signal. He bit his quivering lower lip so hard that it started to bleed.Then the moment was there, the point where it didn't go any further. Right there, she wanted him, and it was a joyful, content, and proud feeling to have made it –– a goosebump moment for Sam. "I got you," she whispered reassuringly, switching off the probe. Then she removed the dilator and the speculum and put her hand on his heart while the other clutched his cock."Shhh ... it's okay. Let go, forget everything ... come ... now."Gabe was totally exhausted, put his hand on hers, and only heard the liberating signal before his eyes closed, and he let go.She couldn't help herself, but she loved it so much to see her husband like that … to see him drifting and losing control, his muscles continuously tensing and relaxing, his whole body vibrating with pleasure and the need for the long-awaited orgasm. And she loved seeing him cry in this situation. Knowing that he could let go at that moment, knowing that all his thoughts, feelings, and the tension of the last days were in that moment. He forgot everything. He screamed so loud that it must have heard the neighbors.These vibrations went into her, and she felt that her husband had come physically and psychologically to his limits. Sam loved watching him. To see how the pupils changed and became larger in slow motion. How the eyes widened and adapted from an expression of disbelief to letting go and relief to an expression of please-let-it-never-end, to perfect contentment and bliss.The eyes were special about a human for Samantha, and Gabriel's eyes were extraordinary. Not only did they change their color all the time, but there was so much written in them that words could never express.And then he closed them again and didn't move anymore –– only his chest, which rose and fell quickly. She granted him these few minutes, kissed him on the lips, told him that she was proud of him after the fixations, and of course, the collar had been removed. Then she took the towels, made him clean, and snuggled up to him.As his wife stroked his cheeks and kissed the tears away, Gabriel opened his eyes and pressed against her –– enjoying the warmth and stability."I got you. I'm here," she whispered, holding Gabe firmly in her arms. No word was spoken; it only counted closeness, security, and intimacy."Thanks for letting me witness," she whispered, tears in her eyes.His breathing became calmer; the blood slowly returned to his arms and legs. Gabe hugged her even tighter and buried his face in her hair."I ... fuck," he murmured, rubbing his hands over his eyes."Shh ..." she said softly, kissing him briefly. "I'm here. Are you all right?"He nodded and clung to his wife like a drowning man to the lifeboat. More tears followed, and a deep, relieved sigh could be heard several times. He'd never had such a breakdown and was grateful to his wife for it. Because he felt not only relieved but also stronger again, and he loved hearing her words of praise and appreciation, for which he'd do everything."You were incredible, Gabe, and so damn sexy." "Okay ..." he replied after a few moments. "Thank you ... I dunno what the hell you did to me ... but thank you, and I can't walk the stairs anymore. My legs are made of rubber.""Then we stay here," she smirked, getting up and fetching the bedsheets."I love you," he whispered wearily, placing a hand on her cheek."And I love you," she replied, laying her hand on his.Humming happily, he closed his eyes, and it wasn't long before he fell asleep with a smile. ** In the next chapter …Maybe Gabriel should've thought twice about it