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"Baby?"With a blink, Samantha's eyes opened, and she groaned sleepily, for her husband was very, very close.On the next blink, she noticed the phone under her nose and, with a yawn, pushed Gabriel's hand aside before straightening up."Let me wake up first!""Good morning, my beauty," he whispered and kissed her tenderly."What you have there? Did you buy us a house?""It would only be for one night. Keep scrolling.""Room of Fantasies ..."With a grin, her fingers moved over the screen, but suddenly it changed to a shocked? Agitated? Unbelieving? Expectant? Fearful? Expression.The object was an erotic studio on three floors with everything one could imagine."What do you think?""…""You've already booked?"He would've booked half a year ago if it had been up to him."Not yet. After all, I hafta ask if you join in," Gabe laughed and winked at her."Of course," she grinned. These words came so quickly over her lips without Samantha thinking about it. She certainly wouldn't squeeze into latex or leather."We don't do anything that we both don't like," he replied, happily placing his hand against her cheek, and seeing that sparkle in her husband's eyes was the only reason to risk this adventure.Gabriel confirmed with a tap and put the phone away before hugging his wife. The house was empty that day, and he couldn't wait.After packing and checking out, the two found themselves at a hearty breakfast. And that wasn't a lie."You do the trickster all the credit. Like an insect, it also needs a lot of sugar. I think I'll call you sweetie kitten in the future."She smiled at her husband as he sat down at the table with a huge piece of cake. What should he answer now? His appetite for sweet things had stayed with him."Yes. I'm greedy for food, life, and knowledge and have a tremendous libido," he replied with a shrug and kissed the tip of her nose before shoving a bite of cake into his mouth. Sam was very excited, incited, and expectant.Both had looked exactly at everything on the homepage, but it was something else in real life. But according to the information on the website, all guests were delighted, and the housekeeper was showered with praise. As the two drove along the small forest road, they saw the house from afar. Small, romantic, and well shielded. Probably so that the neighbors weren't disturbed when it got louder. At this thought, the young woman had to smile."Everything okay?"Out of the corner of his eye, he could see that his wife was incredibly nervous, and so was he. He'd planned something like that for a long time, but the opportunity never came so far. From afar, they were received by a middle-aged lady. Sam was reserved and let Gabriel talk during a conversation and a glass of champagne on the small terrace. Andrea, the friendly lady with blond hair, told about the past and how it all came."You're doing this the first time?" She smiled, and Sam nodded.Even slave weddings were held here, as the two learned.
How fitting ...
"How about a tour?"The first stop was the ground floor –– lounge, terrace, and kitchen. A cozy sitting area, a TV with cable, a small kitchen, drinks, and coffee were available for free, and the little terrace with colorful furniture. Over a small staircase, the three reached the next floor –– studio and clinic. Love swing, mirror, St. Andrew's cross, countless ropes, whips, and attachment options ... everything very cozy and rustic, with many candles and dark furniture. Samantha had to grin slightly at the sight of a cage. She'll lock up her husband if it gets too much for her.Gabriel felt bound and gagged in his mind, allowing his wife to do anything with him as a stimulating chill crawled down his spine.In the next room, or rather, from darkness to light, was the clinic, and at that moment, Sam's eyes began to light up as well, which Gabe didn't remain hidden, and with a smile on his lips, he squeezed her hand.This room was completely white. In the middle was a beautiful … could one say that ...? It was lovely — the gynecological examination chair. Well padded and made of white artificial leather.Andrea explained everything so informally that Sam felt more and more comfortable.In addition to a white examination couch, there were still so many drawers and cupboards that literally cried out to be inspected to give the two beautiful hours. What Samantha has seen left nothing to be desired, and some ideas were already set. Everything was freely available. Of course, the condition was meticulous hygiene. After another small staircase, the three had reached the top floor bondage room with pulley, bedroom, and bathroom. A large, spacious bath, a shower, a nice little toilet, a large bed, and next to it a bed with a latex cover –– for water or oil games. "I'll let you digest the impressions first. I'm glad that you're here and wish you a pleasurable stay. I'll be back tomorrow, late afternoon."Andrea waved to them before she disappeared with a smile, and Samantha took a deep breath before the two walked down the stairs, sitting on the terrace and enjoying a cup of coffee."You haven't said anything yet. Are you alright?"Frowning and worried, he looked at his wife, who took his hand and laid it on her beating heart. That should probably suffice as an answer. He felt the same way."I love you, Gabe.""Oh, sweetie," he moaned in her mouth, buried his hand in her hair as they kissed, and then wanted to know total impatience with what should be started."I dunno. How about a movie?" Sam teased, trying to stop the laughter."Yeah, for sure ..." he answered, rolling his eyes with a shake of his head and adding with a wink that the white room would probably be occupied anyway."And the other, if you don't obey, I'll lock you in the cage.""Huh?" He asked, a bit startled. "Does now the dominatrix show up?""Don't say that doesn't turn you on," she whispered as her fingertips caressed his neck."Oh, baby, you have no idea how much," he whispered, laying her hand on his crotch."How about a shower?"Good-humored, the two grabbed the luggage and climbed the stairs to the bedroom. In the anteroom was a cupboard; as a curious person, Samantha opened it to inspect everything. Inside was a doctor's coat next to the towels and bathrobes. The first idea was already waiting to be enforced.After a long shower, they put on their underwear, and Sam grabbed the doctor's coat, gave Gabe a quick kiss on the cheek, and disappeared towards the clinic."I have to work, my darling!""Huh?" He asked, puzzled, and followed her. His wife turned around and stopped him with a finger on his chest."Please wait until you're called and get dressed!"He closed the door with a big grin while Samantha looked around to orient herself.
That's the right thing
Gloves, condoms, speculum, lots of dildos and vibrators, water bags, and many medical stuff.Immediately, she hung the stethoscope around her neck.The water bag was placed in the sink, and the faucet was turned on to warm it up. Quickly, she also found a metal frame where it could be hung and a small plug in the drawer. However, there was a bathroom next to the room, but better safe than sorry.Then she sat down on the small swivel stool, picked up a pen and paper, crossed her legs, and took a deep breath before shouting through the closed door for the next patient.In the meantime, Gabriel had dressed again and entered.
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"Hello ... Mr. Novak?"Sam took the sick leaf in her hand and looked at him."Yes, I am.""Where's the problem?" She asked, gesturing for him to sit on the couch."I have a stomach ache," Gabe gravely replied, grimacing in pain."Can you describe it in more detail? Is it a sting or a feeling of pressure?""More like pulling. It's okay when lying down, but it hurts when bending over and lifting something."The doctor nodded and thought, then pulled out the penlight."I will first check your general condition. Please strip off to the waist. Follow the light with your eyes. Open your mouth, tongue out, and Aah. Relax and breathe calmly ..."Gabe groaned as the cuff of the sphygmomanometer continued to tighten and was warned not to speak, but on his body, pleasant goosebumps formed when he felt the tender touches of his wife on the skin. One would think that Gabriel didn't mainly find it challenging to put himself in a role … but the woman opposite him was the love of his life. So, he had to pull himself together to fulfill his role as a patient and not immediately attack her and tear off her clothes.But that precisely was what the two of them were here for. For this purpose, he'd thought it over and planned to try something new."Okay, blood pressure is pretty high, but it's probably just the excitement," Sam smirked, patting his shoulder reassuringly, and Gabriel nodded. A soft sigh escaped as the cold stethoscope touched his skin, and Sam was glad because she wasn't the only one who was incredibly excited from what she could hear."Breath in and out deeply. The heartbeat is speedy. You won't tip over here, won't you?"The throat and lymph nodes were felt with both hands, and his head was moved in all directions before everything was noted in the medical record. It all looked good. Samantha was satisfied, so she nodded with a smile."Well, where exactly does it hurt?" She then asked. Gabriel pointed to the lower abdomen and grimaced. The doctor suspected a hernia, which she could only determine by accurate scanning. So she asked him to undress completely. Gabriel took off his pants and socks and waited for further instructions, but from her gaze, which moved from his underpants to his face and then back down, he knew that he also had to take off the last piece of fabric. The glove was snapping on her wrist. This little gesture hadn't failed, and Gabriel twitched slightly, swallowed hard, and put his hands protectively in front of his crotch as he looked at her uncertainly."You don't have to be shy. I see something like this every day," she smirked. "I still have to take your temperature. Rectally gives the best result. Bend over the couch.""But..." he murmured, glancing over his shoulder and seeing the creamed thermometer."Don't be afraid. Please breathe deeply in and out and don't cramp," Samantha replied, putting a hand reassuringly on his shoulder."My butt is still a virgin; please be cautious!"Sam had to resist a grin and made it quick."Already over."…The clinical thermometer was shaken down again with a loose movement from her wrist."No fever, excellent."Gabriel audibly exhaled and wanted to turn back, but Sam put her hand on his back and pushed him down gently but determined."One more moment, I must ensure everything is fine with your prostate.""But, Doctor. I'm sure it's all right.""Please relax. I promise you. I'll be very cautious.""How many ... fingers?" He murmured worriedly, and Samantha had to bite her lip to stop a grin."Standard are one or two."Consciously, she creamed her index finger, and Gabriel bowed his head as it was gently but steadily pushed further and further into him. She didn't make a show of it but did it thoroughly.Gabe swallowed his moan and clenched his hands into fists. It felt so good how all his nerves were set on fire."Hm ..." she murmured thoughtfully, putting her hand back on his back. "I'll take a second finger to get a better feeling. Take a deep breath; it's almost over."The moans could hardly be suppressed; his hands tightened their grip on the padded examination table. He could feel the blood rushing through his veins, pounding in unison with his erogenous zones. As if from afar, he heard something about an anomaly but was too busy swallowing his sounds. Sam didn't let him endure this bittersweet pain for long. He knew his cock was rock hard without even looking down, and it would've been damn embarrassing had it been a real doctor. "It's probably nothing, but I'll have to open you up to get a better look," she explained, slowly pulling her fingers out.Anxiously Gabriel turned around as the gloves were put into the trash can."W-what do you mean by ... open up?""Don't worry, Mr. Novak. We'll do that later. Please lie down on the couch," his wife answered as she got another pair of gloves."You're the doctor, and I'm the patient. Whatever you tell me to do, I'll accept it."With a pretended embarrassment, he turned his head to one side and closed his eyes."You don't have to be uncomfortable. This checkup arouses many men. Please only tell me immediately if something hurts."Carefully, Samantha felt his belly, took his testicles in hand and moved them to the left and right."Well-developed testicles in normal position; please cough," she murmured, squeezing slightly, then said that a hernia was ruled out, but more inspections were needed to get to the bottom of it.Then she devoted herself extensively to his penis … pushed the foreskin back and forth, stroked gently with a cotton swab over his small slit, and Gabe bit so hard on his lower lip it briefly hurt.
Holy smokes!
It was repeated to make sure that it wasn't a mistake. Also, the cotton swab was put a few millimeters into his urethra and gently moved in all directions.That was awesome. A firework exploded; Gabriel couldn't believe it made him so hot. A moan couldn't be suppressed with the best will, and a shaky sigh followed as the cotton swab was removed.With a grin, Samantha noted this in the back of her head. "I need a semen sample. Do you have problems ejaculating?"Torn out from the beautiful thoughts, Gabriel stared wide-eyed at his wife with a shake of his head."Not really …""If you don't mind, we can do it now and here, and on this occasion, I can scan your prostate once more.""I ... um ..."Gabriel felt the heat in his face at this surprise. But yes. Relief was precisely what he needed now, and a doctor's visit with a happy ending –– who'd he be to say no to it.He held his breath until his head was red, biting his lip, suppressing the moans as best he could, and closing his eyes to keep looking at his wife while his shaky legs bent. It wasn't long before it happened because of the double stimulation.The appreciative look thrown at him made him roll his eyes internally. Of course, he could be quiet when asked. But admitting the emotions out loud was just more fun. "Okay, please kneel now; your head is resting on your arms," she demanded."Why?""I'll give you a calming and cleansing enema first, and then we'll see," the young woman explained, getting another pair of gloves."Does that really have to be?"
Not necessarily, but it's fun
His wife knew every spot of his body, and the two had already experienced a lot together ... Nevertheless, this was still the most degrading position ... especially when one was no longer aroused."Relax and take a deep breath," Sam replied, placing a hand on his shoulder. He appreciated these calming and loving little gestures very much, which had mixed feelings for him when he thought of the last time ...But okay, that was another situation. If he relaxed, it wouldn't be bad –– his doctor had promised. He glanced over his shoulder. Sam didn't spare the lube, gently pushed the thin hose into his rectum, and suppressed a grin as the color on her husband's face suddenly changed.The water flowed, and Gabe felt himself getting fuller and fuller; it was damn delightful and warm. But he knew as well that this great feeling wouldn't last long."Doctor ... fuck," he gasped, instinctively crumpling the paper under himself as he didn't get anything else between his fingers because his wife knew exactly how to drive him crazy.Repeatedly she teased him with the hose, and if he hadn't felt so full, he probably would've shot his load."I'm just trying to make it as comfortable as possible.""It's v-very pleasant."The bag was empty, but Gabriel was full and lay on the side, plugged.After all this talk, Samantha had a dry mouth and left Gabriel alone to get something to drink from the ground floor. "How are you? I brought some water.""Honey?" He smirked, and his wife chuckled, saying he was falling out of his role. "You're a good doctor. I think I'll get sick more often.""If you want, you can go," she smiled and nodded to the door.He didn't have to be told twice and jumped up.It was different than the first time when he was really sick. The cramps were minimal, and his wife knew exactly how to make it comfortable. It was damn enjoyable because, with her arts, she almost gave him an orgasm."Lay down again."He tapped the couch, so Samantha sat next to him and lovingly smiled as he stroked her arm. Then he took her hand, brought it to his lips, and each finger was kissed with a breathy I love you. "I'll see what else I'm gonna do to you," she whispered, clearing her throat before walking to the drawers and opening each one."Whatcha doing?" He curiously asked as he returned from the bathroom, but Sam shrugged, grinning because she didn't precisely know herself."You can do anything to me except piercing needles somewhere.""Yes?""Naturally. I trust you hundred percent," he whispered on her lips, his eyes full of lust and need. "That's why we're here … to try something new. I want it, baby. Please. I wanna play.""You wanna play?" She grinned, raising her eyebrows. "You know what you need to play."Nodding with excitement, he kissed his wife tenderly before disappearing. Samantha shouted after him that he shouldn't close the collar.
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"Have I ever done that?!"Mumbling to himself, he searched the suitcase, stood a few minutes later in front of her again, and put the collar in her hands."Before we start, I have to know ..." she said, pointing to the open drawers."No catheters, no syringes, no needles, no electricity; otherwise, everything is fine for me, though ... these nipple clamps –– I don't think I feel like pain."After one last hug, she stroked his hair and looked deep into his eyes again."I love you, Gabriel," Samantha whispered, kissing him."I love you, hon," he answered, deepening the kiss."But ..." she added, closing the collar while looking hard into his eyes. Gabriel frowned because somehow, a strange feeling came over him."… I can't and won't guarantee it will be painless. But I guarantee you that I'll find the right mix. You belong to me and will do what I feel like and as long as I feel like it. I'll take good care of you, I promise."These words made him shiver, breath trembling. It was too late now. Nevertheless, he looked positively towards the coming because, at the same time, these words triggered a wave of arousal. "Sit down. Feet in the leg holders."With a nod, Samantha pointed to the gyn-chair, where his legs were immediately strapped. Maybe a little too tight, but only to clarify her position."Well, the doctor said I should take good care of you. She had to go to an emergency," Sam said, strolling around the chair as her fingertips stroked his chest. "She said that you're very sensitive and I should be caring. I'll try, but I promise nothing. Besides, she told me that you're pretty loud. We have some patients in the doctor's office, so I'll gag you if it's too loud for me. Roger that?""Yes, my love," Gabe replied, swallowing hard before lowering his eyes to the floor. The way she talked to him –– her voice was a little deeper with many small breaks … teasing, challenging, determined. Each word was carefully chosen, allowing her to observe Gabriel closely and study his body reactions. The way she looked at him –– loving but controlling, piercing. His dominatrix. It made him fucking proud to see his wife like this and left no doubt that it was she who was in charge. She needed neither a tight outfit, a whip, or high heels. Her penetrating look made his heart beat at a double tempo, and his hands sweat. The switch in his brain turned. He liked being in this role … delivered, humble, submissive, obedient … ready to be guided. Fingers danced across his chest and legs, and Sam just stood there looking at him.Gabriel wasn't one to get nervous quickly. But his wife can do it ... with just a look or a word. He knew it only started when he was calm, so his eyes closed. He took a few deep breaths and nodded.Sam enjoyed distracting him if she just looked at him without saying anything, and he didn't know what would happen next, but then he was all the more attentive and focused. Then the young woman sat down on the small swivel chair, made herself comfortable between his legs, pursed her tongue, and licked a wet stripe over his most erogenous zones from front to back."Fuck!" He moaned loudly. Sam immediately stopped and asked if he needed a gag."No, my love. I'm sorry." "I will now look inside and see how far your tight little hole can be stretched. Don't be scared that'll be a bit cold now."Without warming up, she moistened the speculum and slowly and carefully pushed it into his rectum and had to bite her lip as her husband began to whimper."Relax. It's gonna be a bit intense."Gently and slowly, the beaks were turned up until Gabriel gasped, like a fish ashore. Then she took a small lamp and shone it into the opening. That was fascinating. Samantha had never seen that perspective before. Everything pink, everything clean. What had only touched her fingers was now visible. Once Gabe had relaxed again, it was turned on."That looks awesome. Wanna see how far your little hole is open? Wanna see what you look like inside?""Yes, my love," he replied curiously, and after getting a bigger mirror, Gabriel leaned forward as far as possible and got big eyes. Smirking, Sam realized her husband's eyes followed as she picked up a long cotton swab and slowly got closer to his gap. His breath came to a halt as he felt it brush against the inner walls and then touch something that drew a brief shriek.
Damn, that was intense
"What?"He could've saved himself that question because he knew that was his prostate. But he wasn't quite open yet, and Samantha continued to turn. His breath became shorter, his grip on the chair increased, and his eyes closed automatically. It was too much, and he felt his butt was torn in half."Oh ... oh shit!""I know this part is unpleasant, but it's necessary. You're doing fine," she whispered, stroking his thigh. Her husband let out a painful squeak, and Sam could tell that the noise had embarrassed him."Here we are. Done. All the way open."Caring, she stroked his legs. In vain, his muscles tried to bring the speculum back to normal. Gabe's eyes filled with tears, and he stared at the ceiling with clenched teeth. Samantha decided it was enough for the moment, and after the metal thing had been removed from his butt, he could relax again. It wasn't long before the previous pain had been forgotten when he saw his charming wife wearing a black latex glove that reached over her right elbow. He knew what was coming, and his cock straightened up.Of course, Samantha didn't intend to make it too easy for her husband as she stretched him with her fingers and touched his pleasure center many times. She was teasing him so much that the sweat was on Gabriel's forehead after a short time because he didn't know where to go with his horniness."You have no permission to come!"She could've saved herself, because Gabriel was already so caught up in his feelings that he only heard her words from afar –– or perhaps didn't want to hear. It just felt too good, and after a few moments, the unavoidable had happened."I'm sorry, my love," he stammered with red cheeks."That's literally screaming for a punishment," his wife answered while cleaning him up."Yes, my love, punish me," he replied breathlessly, and a small, barely perceptible slight grin on his face could be seen. He didn't take her seriously.
Oh, wait, my friend!
As she put the utensils on the table for the following treatment and his eyes widened, she knew he was facing it with mixed feelings."I'll shave you now, and you won't move, understand?""But ..." he murmured, biting his lip."And you won't speak until I allow you.""Yes, my love," he sighed, leaning back with a frustrated grunt.The trimmer whirred, and she started in calmness with the work. Careful and slow so as not to hurt him. Sam had never shaved him. In the face, yes … and she'd cut him. That was probably why he looked so scared and held his breath. Like his wife, he always tried not to grow jungles down there, and the few hairs didn't bother either, but that wasn't the point. Granted, that was a bit uncomfortable for him. But it was her rule, and he had to play along. And he looked so hot. His cheeks were redder, but he moaned in arousal as the trimmer gently lifted skin and touched his tender spots. Sam took a moment to enjoy this picture, and it made her happy that he was enjoying it. Her husband's eyes were half-closed, a light film of sweat had formed on his skin, his legs were shaking a little, and his cock, which lay heavy and hard on his stomach, was oozing fluid.At that moment, she wanted nothing more than to rip off the collar and kiss him as if there would be no tomorrow, but she took a deep breath and continued. When the sound stopped, Gabriel was back in the here and now, and his eyes widened as his wife got up, got a cup, then lathered it all with shaving cream and looked into his eyes. His head shook automatically. The trimming was nice, but now she wanted to shave him ... with a ... fucking sharp blade?!"We have a lot to do. Do you wanna say something? Last words?""Oh my ... you won't..." he started, and she grinned."I'll do what I want. Just relax."Gabriel's legs began to tremble more. He couldn't help it."Shh ... you trust me. Stay calm, and I won't hurt you, especially not this area here –– too valuable. But you won't move!"After the initial fear, Gabe began to enjoy it more and more. The gentle touches and soothing words of his wife. After thoroughly cleaning everything, she couldn't help but pamper with her tongue because the clean-shaven skin invited her to do so. That felt good, not only for Samantha because her husband was back on cloud nine and shifting restlessly. He wanted more. Unfortunately, this was denied him. Concentrating with that chaos of emotions in which he was plunged repeatedly was increasingly difficult."Sorry, handsome, but we're not done yet.""What else?" he asked, slightly nervous as she came to his head and brushed her fingertips down his neck with a devilish smile. "This time, we use something new. I must go to the kitchen, but I'll be right back."Moments later, Samantha stood in front of her husband, holding a small can with a spatula and some white strips of paper in her hands."That's... is that wax?" He asked anxiously, swallowing hard."Yeah, I'll make your asshole supersoft.""Why not shave?!" He asked in a slight panic.Samantha leaned next to him, their lips almost touching, and Gabriel could see a twinkle in her eyes that really scared him."First, because I'll do what I want … second, you'll control yourself if I tell you, and third because I want it to hurt. You know your safe word. Say it if you need it."Gabriel shuddered but was determined that he wouldn't do that. Samantha shook her head. Her voice softened a bit."I'm serious. Please don't be stubborn. Don't think that you can't tell me. I need to know that you say it when you need it. Promise me that!""Yes, my love. I promise," he answered, and a small smile crossed his face. Gabriel wasn't a wimp, and there was no chance for breaking up here. Far too much, he enjoyed the whole situation."Well. That will burn a bit now."She already had pressed the first strip firmly to his skin and tore it off without warning. Gabe screamed, but more with surprise."A warning before!" He hissed, and she grinned."But I did …"A kiss on the butt as compensation and the next strip already stuck on his skin."You should see how pink you are, like a baby ..."His eyes were tight as he tried to regain his hectic breathing. He didn't want to see that. It burned like hell. Gabriel gritted his teeth but couldn't believe his cock liked the procedure when risking a look. It stood proudly, moist and hot, while a drop of precum broke over now and then.Samantha was merciless. No, his dominatrix was merciless. His wife would never think of such a thing.
The pain center and the pleasure center are close to each other
Gabriel had heard and read it but thought it wasn't possible until now ... somehow something had to be true to that fact. And Sam seemed to like torturing him, too. At the felt thirtieth strip, he yelled briefly but immediately closed his mouth again.She didn't do more than necessary. She knew the feeling. Okay, the legs mightn't be as sensitive as the sensitive parts she was about to depilate. "Okay, let's come to the fun part now."Sam got up, picked up the remote, and tried some buttons until Gabriel was in the right position."I want you to keep your asscheeks apart with your fingers. Otherwise, your ass will stick together, and I have nothing left to play with."Gabriel didn't find that funny. It was exhausting, and he immediately felt his abdominal muscles, and for another, was it an incredibly degrading position that brought a blush to his face. He was also overwhelmed by the sheer panic as he felt a puck of wax and a strip of paper pressed near his anus. He wailed, pleaded, and begged, but it didn't help.
I don't survive that!
Gabe could finish that thought when a burning pain hit him, making him scream again. His eyes burned too and filled with a fluid that he couldn't tell if it was sweat or tears."Okay, the sixth and last one. Only one more, you do it so well. I see your cock like this game, but I advise you not to come!"He sensed that she was kissing each of his fingers as he held out his holy of holies with shaky fingers as far as he'd ever done. But he'd do anything for his wife. Dealing with these different feelings and emotions had been damn tricky at first. The words shame or pain hadn't previously been in his vocabulary –– with such banal things he hadn't had to deal with. And even though the ex-angel lived among humans for a long time, everything was new and exciting. He often said or asked things for which he received funny looks.With the bit of blood in his brain that made him think, Gabe concluded that Samantha had made an immense contribution to making it so easy. The two had been married for over a year, and she'd taught him a lot without knowing it. The internet was his constant companion, and Richard's memories also helped him make being humanly uncomplicated. Their game wasn't about sex. It was about testing each other's boundaries.One last cautious scream, and then he could relax his hands. And not only his hands relaxed. Gabe sank back into the chair with a relieved sigh and closed his eyes to rip them open the next moment.Sam had taken over and held his buttcheeks open, stroking the damaged skin with her soft, wet tongue. This burning was awful, but at the same time, it was one of the best and most awesome feelings she could give him, and Gabriel tried to keep as quiet as possible.His cock lay heavy and bulging on his stomach in the middle of a small lake, and he kept flinching as his wife performed tricks that left him breathless."Please ... oh, holy ... my ...""Control yourself," she said softly and continued carefree.Thoughts were blurred; uncontrolled twitching of the body. Gabriel's hands clenched into fists, but the desperate sounds of his mouth went unheard. This sweet torture was unbearable, and he tried begging to clarify that he had to come.A curse when he was denied ... his dominatrix showed no mercy. On the contrary, it amused her. The extra stimulation on his cock and balls made it almost impossible for Gabe to hold back, but it was up to her to decide if and when he would cum. Her tongue exerted gentle pressure on his rosette, and thanks to the saliva, everything was wet, slippery, and soft in a short time. His butt trembled; his body trembled. The idea of being pampered there and the certainty his wife loved him so much she liked it triggered a crazy feeling of arousal that almost overwhelmed Gabriel and brought him to his knees if he hadn't already sat in that chair. Hygiene was a prerequisite to being able to enjoy these things.In fact, Samantha had great pleasure in it and enjoyed it to the fullest. During these activities, she fell into a kind of trance and forgot the world around her –– there was only her husband left. Not infrequently, the young woman had an orgasm in these pleasurable activities … only from watching. Gabriel could fully open up in those intimate moments if she let it happen, which was a fantastic, happy, satisfied, and liberating experience for both. Never had she met a man who responded to touch as sensitive and receptive as Gabriel, and that was a warm sense of familiarity."My love ... please!"These words tore the young woman from her thoughts, but she shook her head and stopped her activities, but only to start one more time from the beginning. And then it happened …She missed the moment, and Gabriel couldn't hold it back, even if he'd wanted. It was Samantha's fault … but on the other hand, a dominatrix was never to blame. It wasn't bad … Gabriel had been good; therefore, he deserved a reward.His body trembled as she stroked him gently through the orgasm, and breathing heavily, he lay exhausted with closed eyes in the gyn-chair and didn't move anymore. Sam wiped her hand, opened the straps, and carried the utensils back to the kitchen without saying a word.
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When she had returned, Gabriel sat in the chair, legs dangling over the floor.Sam knew he was pondering. Thoughts that he had no self-control and that he'd disappointed her. But the truth was that she wanted his orgasm as well. Not because she could punish him again, but because it was an intoxicating feeling for Samantha to touch her husband's body and show him her affection. And yes. In this situation and the role as dominatrix, it was also the feeling of power to make him dance like a puppet.It was a game for both. But a game with feelings and emotions. And those feelings were real.In the beginning, Sam was worried that it might look ridiculous. Of course, there were one or the other embarrassing moments. One of the most necessary things was talking to each other and being honest because nobody could look into the others. Neither of them would ever forgive themselves if their marriage suffered. And because there were always real emotions in the game, it was easy for Samantha to look at him and not grin as he sat there like a pile of misery. "I'm sorry, my love ..." he stammered, cheeks flushed, eyes fixed on the floor. Sam put her thumb under his chin and forced him to look at her, "... I'm sorry if I disappointed you, my love."She wanted to tell him it wasn't his fault, but she didn't. She wanted to say to him that he didn't have to be sorry, but she didn't. She wanted to tell him that he could never disappoint her, but she didn't. She wanted to tell him she loved him, but she didn't. Admittedly, that was one of the hardest things for Samantha, but she wasn't made of stone, and it hurt her a little to see him like that. Just being inconsistent in these situations was worse than any other punishment. But she could show him how much he meant and put her hand on his cheek.Gabe leaned for a few moments in that gentle touch and sighed with wet eyes. It was a game. His wife and dominatrix was strict, but when he was allowed to look into her eyes, he knew what was going on in her heart. Her face and eyes spoke a different language. Her eyes radiated warmth, sincerity, and love. He knew there was a punishment for it again. But these brief, tender touches, when she put her hand on his cheek or stroked his hair ...Gabriel knew that his dominatrix wasn't mad at him at those moments. "Put your feet back in the holders. I'll now do another examination to get to the bottom of your complaints."Samantha's voice was gravely anew when she put on a new pair of gloves, and Gabe softly sighed as they snapped on her wrist again.Eyes wide and heart-pounding, he pursued as his legs were strapped in place before a leather box was placed on his stomach. He had no idea what it contained –– it looked like a pencil case. His wife increased the tension by slowly opening the zipper and revealing the red fabric on both sides without taking her eyes off him. There were twelve dilators of varying thickness."Holy shi––" he murmured, sure that he wouldn't want that.What was coming, he knew … had already seen some videos. The men who experienced it obviously enjoyed it, but Gabriel's skepticism didn't diminish that. A memory flashed up that showed him, or better said, Richard, who was given a catheter as a teenager because he broke his leg and wasn't allowed to get up. That was painful, so Gabriel didn't exactly know what he should think of it. But he trusted his wife, trusting that she knew what she was doing and wouldn't hurt him.Sam could see his pupils widening at the thought and how he struggled to say something."You know what that is?""Yes, my love," he whispered nervously and swallowed.Sam knew that Gabriel saw it as a punishment, but she was pretty sure he'd enjoy it. His cock was only half-mast, but that wasn't bad … on the contrary –– it made things easier. Of course, she started with the thinnest metal rod.Sam set the chair upright so that he could watch and she could observe each of his reactions. One last time, he took a deep breath and nodded.Gabe's hands were bathed in sweat, and he pursued with a racing heart as the dilator was disinfected. Then his foreskin was pushed back before Sam took his glans between her thumb and forefinger, and also, his little entrance was conscientiously disinfected. She dipped the dilator in lube, looked at her husband, waited until he'd relaxed, then teased him with circular movements around his urethra. His eyes closed, and Gabe couldn't suppress a soft moan because that felt fantastic. "Open your eyes. I need you to watch."He held his breath, watching anxiously as the thin metal bar slid down slowly, piece by piece, without resistance."Breathe. How does it feel?""...""Good."That didn't sound very convincing, so Samantha accelerated the pace.A hot wave swept through his body, but he couldn't pinpoint that feeling. But what he knew was that he wanted it again. It tingled pleasantly, and the deeper the dilator penetrated his urethra, brushing against the sensitive walls, the stronger this titillating feeling became."Fuck!" He yelled suddenly, clinging to the chair.Sam was startled and stopped immediately. "What color?""Green ... Fuck! Oh, fuck ... definitely green, so green ..." Gabe panted, and with a knowing smile, she continued.He never expected this horny feeling of having something stuck in his cock. His wife knew that he was sure. Just as he was sure, his wife knew his body better than he did."So greedy, look at this."Her hand disappeared from the instrument, and gravity took over.The dilator slid slightly lower and back up with every little movement and breath. Gabriel wanted to give his pleasure free rein and moan as if there was no tomorrow, but he pulled himself together. Otherwise, she'd probably have gagged him.Sam noticed the greedy gaze he threw on the casket."You like it, am I right?""Yes ... my love," he stammered with red cheeks and ears.Every tiny movement sent electrical impulses through the nerves, and Gabe was overwhelmed by that feeling. When a few drops of pleasure came to light, Sam was sure that Gabriel could get off from it and his pleading look told her he wanted that too. Slowly and carefully, she pushed the dilator all the way down, and with a whimper, Gabriel clung desperately to the chair for fear of losing control."If you don't want me to strap you to your stomach, you'll stop moving immediately!"Her voice brought him out of his intoxication, and he complained restrainedly because Samantha did that much too slowly for his needs. After a few more minutes, she decided he'd had enough and removed the metal rod, after which a protesting whimper sounded. "I'm not done with you yet, and it wouldn't take long ... you'll get it again if you can control yourself.""I can.""No ... I'm starting to stretch you now. We have a goal. I know what you want.""Yes, my love," Gabriel murmured excitedly, looking into her eyes with a plea."Tell me what you want," she asked, licking his nipples for a moment."Ya, my love.""Wrong answer," Samantha answered, biting it a little harder. "Which part of me?""I want your damn fist ... in me, my love," he whispered. Samantha couldn't suppress a low growl, for these words triggered a wave of arousal in her body.While locking eyes with him, she put on the long smooth latex glove, which gave him and her a terrific new sensation."Well. Relax for me."The speculum was pushed back into his rectum, and without stopping, it was turned on while taking care to distract him a little. Gabe was stroked, licked, and sucked until he didn't know what to focus on. The pain was enormous, but those soft lips ...The mixture of pleasure and pain quickly befogged his senses, and he surrendered to the storm of emotions. It was like floating on clouds, and the effort of relaxing but tensing not to come was extreme. Gabe didn't notice that tears were continually coming out of his eyes and he couldn't have said why he cried, let alone hold them back. But that didn't matter because here with his wife, he could be anything he couldn't be otherwise. He was allowed to show how he felt in these situations because he knew she'd catch him. "What color?""…"Only slowly did the words reach his ears."Yellow, my love," he stammered, breathing heavy and intermittent."You're doing very well; I'm proud of you."The speculum was all the way open, and Samantha got up and gave her husband a drink. That was a blessing because he was as dry as the desert."Thank you, my love," he whispered, closing his eyes as she kissed his tears away, stroking his sweaty hair and forehead.Then she closed the instrument again, removed it, and continued with her fingers. He came back near climax in no time, slipping restlessly back and forth. That was more enjoyable because it was moving."Hold still, or I'll tie you up," Sam said with a grin.She spent the next fifteen minutes trying out dildos of various sizes and watched in fascination as precum squeezed from his cock.All this didn't pass without a trace on Sam, who longed for salvation. How gladly she would've just taken the collar from him and asked him to take her. Her breathing was faster, her heart racing, and her arousal nearly overwhelmed her. At the end of her control, Samantha stopped, looked him in the eyes, and sighed, at which point he tilted his head slightly and gave her a questioning look. Sam didn't want to disappoint him when she got out, but she wanted to bring it to a conclusion … maybe in a different way. So she slipped off the glove and loosened the fixations. Somewhat surprised, Gabe asked. Sam pressed a kiss to his lips as she undid his collar. "Wings!""Honey?""Kiss me," she whispered and closed her mouth with his.
Gabriel Novak. It's clear what she wants! How selfish are you?
"I love you," he smirked, rising slowly from his chair, his legs shaky. "Change of location, immediately!"Smiling, he put his hands on his wife's thighs and asked what she needed."You.""Wrong answer. Which part of me?""Your lips on mine, your hands on my skin, and your cock deep inside me."The sex didn't last long; both were already close to the limit due to the previous activities. But it was overdue, and it was good –– more than that. Gabriel put all his feelings into these moments and tried to give her back everything he was allowed to experience in the last few hours. "How about coffee?" Sam asked, taking him by the hand, and together they both climbed down the stairs."Why did you stop?" He asked as he poured the milk into his coffee."What we've planned ... I wanna experience it as Gabriel and Samantha and not as your dominatrix," she replied, and Gabe kissed her with a smile. That was a great answer.After the two had eaten something, they made themselves comfortable on the couch. Gabriel's head rested in her lap, and his hand was crossed with hers, laying over his heart."Babe?" He said, kissing Samantha's hand."Hm?""The last few hours were amazing, fantastic, fulfilling, and breathtaking. I wanna thank you for that.""For me too. And a few incredible hours will follow."Gabriel put his hand to her cheek, and Sam put hers on it."I love you, Mrs. Novak.""I love you, Mr. Novak."
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After half an hour of recovery, the two went back up to continue where they left off."Okay, enough," Gabe groaned, sucking in the air and making a corresponding face as Samantha pumped up the black butt plug. But she couldn't resist and gave the plug another pump."Holy crap ... babe ...!" He whined, throwing his head back, and two involuntary tears rolled down his cheek. He was ... he'd never experienced anything like that, and his first doubts arose about whether he hadn't taken over. But he wanted it … so he had to go through it now."Breathe!"Gabriel was everything but no longer aroused and cramped more and more. On the other hand, his wife was so sensitive, worried, and patient that he liked to endure this procedure. Each rose had thorns, and he was ready to sting. After she had hit him on the butt a couple of times but not to hurt him but to outsmart the sphincter and thereby loosen it, he was eventually overwhelmed by some waves of arousal."Oh, baby ... please more ... please, gimme more!" Gabe begged impatiently and pressed against her hand, so she continued, wiggling and twisting her fingers until all five found space.He didn't dare to breathe for a moment and bit his lip until it hurt, for he'd never been so filled up. There was no pain, but that incredible pressure was unfamiliar, and his eyes were getting bigger and bigger. There was some fear that something might break, but Samantha had stretched it so well and assured him that nothing could happen. All he had to do was to get involved and stay relaxed."Gabe? Are you okay?" "Go on."Sam swallowed and took more lube. Now it was she who was a bit scared. Overrun by various emotions, she didn't move. She remembered the moment when she first entered him with one finger –– a fantastic feeling … the heat, the tight. Then, when she fucked him for the first time with the strap-on ... and now she was sinking her whole hand. And that feeling was incredible –– the feeling that he trusted her so much that she could do that to him."Baby, you tremble; I feel the vibrations," he grinned, pulling her out of her thoughts.Now she was the one who looked at him wide-eyed. Gabriel felt Sam's concerns and tried to give her courage."It's all right. I'm ready; you've prepared me well. Please move on."How could she resist those eyes? Samantha gathered all her courage; it was the thickest part of her hand to overcome. Samantha didn't have any big hands, but no small either, and somehow there was a feeling that things weren't going any further. Gabriel was impatient and pressed against her, only to be looked at by her sharply. That was the top priority: time, trust, awareness, and nothing to force ... that was the top priority. Suddenly, when Sam didn't believe it anymore, the inner muscle ring opened and pulled her hand in as if it had always belonged there, while Gabriel felt he was getting less and less air. That was the time when both stopped breathing. The moment Samantha closed her hand in a fist, Gabriel's eyes closed, and he screamed. The feelings that rolled over him were so intense that he clung to the chair with all his strength. His heart was racing, and he was dizzy; he felt he was about to have a heart attack. Slowly his eyes opened, and there was the worried look of his wife, who hadn't moved a bit. Sam didn't know what was going on. Did he have pain? Was it a good feeling? "Gabe, say something," she pleaded, putting her hand on his thigh."Oh, baby, if you could feel that ..." he whispered and sparkled at her. "Please do it finally and move!"
Son of a bitch, I was worried!
Carefully Samantha's fingers stretched and closed many times, and it was … how should one describe that ... as a cook, she would've compared it to pudding or cake dough. It was hot but not so tight. Just fascinating. One couldn't be closer to a person.But Gabe was close to having a heart attack or fainting, so the young woman decided to remove her hand slowly. A frustrated grunt because he didn't understand that at all."We'll get your breathing under control for now," she giggled."No, no ... I'm fine …" he grumbled, "… nice that you're worried, but now go back down!""Shh ...""Honey, please," he whispered impatiently, for the emptiness he felt was unbearable.Still, he was grateful when Samantha held a water bottle to his lips because his mouth was bone dry. After a greedy gulp, he pressed his trembling lips to his wife's and again urged her to finish what she'd started.Watching him and knowing that she was the one who could trigger it was almost better than sex. "Come on, baby!"Gabriel sunk deeper into the chair and moaned loudly as the hand slid forward. It was so much, and he stood on the edge for what felt like ages.For sure, this orgasm would lift him out of his shoes –– if he'd worn any. The whole body trembled. The fire he felt threatened to burn him from within, and yet it was the best feeling. Sweaty hair was plastered to his face. With a hiss, he managed to say that she shouldn't dare stop when realizing Samantha was about to pull away. It was so incredible. On one side, he felt numb down, but every movement was felt on the other. Sam gasped as her entire fist stuck in his gut. Holy shit! Everything was wet with lube and sweat –– it looked like he'd bathed in it.Gabriel's mouth was half open, the back of his head pressed so hard against the chair that she couldn't tell if his eyes were closed. It took her a moment to realize that she was connected to her husband. So close, so intimate ... one with him. So beautiful and sexy.These were different feelings. A very different closeness than regular sex. Crazy to see when the hand had disappeared up to the wrist. Samantha didn't move on because she knew from anatomy that a sharp right turn had to come after fifteen to twenty centimeters, and she didn't dare. She would've stopped the time and enjoyed that moment forever if she could have. Pictures raced through Gabriel's head, but none of them was so bright that he could've stuck to it. His heart was beating so fast as he was sprinting. He was so happy to experience this that his eyes refilled with tears. He was so grateful to his wife for taking on this responsibility and bringing him to this limit with so much passion, tenderness, and sensitivity. He couldn't be closer to her than at that moment. Part of her was in him.Knowing he was an impatient person, he was a lucky son of a bitch to have found a partner who could handle it, who had the empathy if he couldn't judge his constitution. With his wife, Gabriel could drop because he undoubtedly had the certainty and the confidence that Sam had the sense of responsibility with which he could drift in boundless enjoyment. Every single nerve was inflamed from the hairline to the toes, curling uncontrollably."Don't move ... so full ... Jesus ... don't move, or I'll cum right away!""You and me both," Samantha moaned as a shiver chased the other.On the one hand, Gabe couldn't stand the state any longer, but on the other hand, he didn't want to lose that feeling and savor the moment as long as possible. Any movement would've been a movement too much. His stomach was so wet; it dripped steadily, but that was no sperm dripping from his limp cock."Don't, babe ... damn!" He shouted in a shaky voice, trying convulsively to hold himself back; the stimulation of the prostate and the entire nerves was just too overwhelming. It was so good … it was so frigging good."I hafta ... I can't hold it!""Let go. I got you," Sam whispered, nodding at him."I don't want to ruin the moment," he grunted in agony, closing his eyes."You don't, and you won't," Samantha smiled, stroking Gabriel's thigh. "Come on. I wanna feel the pulsation. Open your eyes. You look so sexy when you come. We can do it time after time … keep stuffing your greedy little hole." Sam felt these contractions and how it tightened around her hand. For a moment, she even worried that it might break. The moment her husband let go, she was sure he had never had such an explosion, but it was too late to worry if he might faint.She also experienced an orgasm. Untouched … only by that sight.The warm fluid ran down his chest and stomach, covering his sweat-drenched skin. He hadn't touched himself once.It was imagination, yet Gabe had that feeling his wife touched his fucking soul. It wasn't lightning that captured his body. It was the goddamn apocalypse that was raging inside. It was one of the most incredible, unique, and fantastic feelings he'd ever felt in his life, and it was impossible to control his emotions or his body for longer. He fell low, just drifting. Tears rolled down his cheeks. It wasn't just an orgasm for Gabriel, no one, in the way he knew it. By Sam, he'd often experienced the most incredible orgasms, but this time she'd transported him to nirvana.Sometimes, he didn't know where he was or if he was still breathing.
And if I die, I'd take my wife with me. After all, she's in me.
He flew a long time, and it took another long time to come down again. Gabe didn't notice Samantha had pulled her hand out, stripped off her glove, or loosened the shackles. He only felt something wet and warm when his wife cleaned him up. "How are you?"He felt her hand over his heart, which gradually calmed down, and her lips on his. Samantha wiped the wet traces on her husband's face and told him how much she loved him."Oh, hon, that word could describe that here isn't invented yet," he mumbled weakly. "I love you, and thank you."No. He didn't have to thank her because, for the young woman, that was an equally remarkable and successful experiment."We need such a chair.""And where do you wanna put it? In your trailer?"Laughing, Sam stroked his wet hair and listened to her excited husband. The adrenaline was still rushing through his veins."We need an apartment, a house, a soundproof room. At some point, we have something like that, I swear to you, babe!"Both had probably discovered their fetish."Do you think you can go? How's your ass?" Gabriel never knew this long-lasting, deep satisfaction from his previous sexual experiences. The past few hours had taken its toll, and Gabe succumbed to his exhaustion, falling asleep in her lap.With a smile, she watched him as her fingers slid gently through his hair. She loved this person so much. He was perfect in every way. With his life experience, he was her teacher. He'd shown her what true love meant. He always made her laugh and always was in a good mood. Admirable. And the man had energy ... well, after a con weekend, Gabriel needed a day to come down again, but to be silent with him, Samantha enjoyed the same.
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After an hour, Gabe slowly woke up and rubbed his eyes."Let's see what else is there," he smirked, taking his wife's hand. The first path led to the torture chamber.The man, who always had secret complexes because of his size, lay down on the rack and stretched out."To make me bigger."Shaking her head, Samantha stood next to him. Her husband was just the right size. She didn't have to stand on tiptoe to kiss him ...A whip was grabbed, and she teased Gabriel, who jumped up with a frown and screamed."You're dressed, don't be sissy!""Sissy?!" he repeated, stunned, and pushed her against the wall where he had chained his wife's hands in a flash.First, her blouse was opened, and her pants pulled down before the whip slowly slid over her body."Don't do anything you might regret later," she said gravely, looking deep into his eyes."Oh, honey, you can't fight back."
Not yet
Then greedy kisses followed. His hands, lips, and tongue were all over her body, and Samantha couldn't do anything. Every nerve was tickled; helplessly, she pulled at the chains."Gabe!""What, my beauty?"Suddenly he was standing close to her, sending goosebumps down her arms as hot breath brushed her ear."Do something …"He brushed her hair gently to nibble on her neck before biting down harder, caressing her breasts and greedily sucking on the nipples while his wife writhed in ecstasy in the bonds.The lusty sounds that he could elicit drove straight upwards. But that was for Sam; he could wait. It incited him to have his charming wife in front of him. Gabriel took a step back and let his eyes wander. Her wild red mane fell into her face. Beneath it was two fawn eyes that blinked at him greedily. His gaze wandered down to her breasts … not too big but not too small –– perfect. Soft and round, he wanted to bury his face in between and fall asleep. Gabriel couldn't get enough of his adorable and beautiful wife. A bit of nervousness spread at her husband's burning look. But she let him enjoy that power a little... her chance would come. She just had to be patient.Like a lion, he stalked around his wife and looked at her without saying anything. His hands stroked her spine, and she responded instantly, throwing her head back with a soft moan. Samantha's long hair tickled the back of his hand, which elicited a short giggle before he knelt to kiss both her buttocks and bite them gently."Stand still," he smirked as she began to squirm.With both hands stroking down Sam's leg and back up, he briefly touched the moist vagina before standing up and pulling her hair aside to regain access to her neck again.Grabbing her soft breasts from behind with both hands and kneading them, Gabe made his wife tremble and moan. That was music in his ears. Sam turned her head to share a greedy, passionate tongue fight. "Can you hold on to the rod above you?"Sam's arms were already soft as rubber, but she did it and only stood on tiptoe.Gabriel knelt and lifted her legs on his shoulders. After a brief moment of shock on the part of Sam, she began to enjoy his demanding lips and tongue, which continued to advance piece by piece. With both hands, he clutched his wife's butt and pressed his face deep into her shame, smacking and licking as if it was the most delicious thing he'd received in days."Oh, God ... I won't last long!" The young woman moaned and threw her head back as she clung to the solid iron rod with all his strength. Her heart pounded wildly, and she could answer his question about whether women also had a stop button under a gasp."No. Because we have nothing to stop, you're my stop button!""Then I'll do it.""No, you can try that out when I'm in a more comfortable position ..."Good, he saw that. That didn't look very comfortable. His wife already had a red head from the effort, and her white hands didn't seem to be getting any more blood. So he had mercy and brought to an end what he'd begun. Gabriel held Samantha until she'd calmed down and put her back on her feet. "Get rid of me!""Nope.""Get rid of me!""I don't think so."Sam beckoned her husband close, and his eyes widened as the plan was whispered into his ear."I'll go to the next room, get the collar, and you'll strip naked. I'll tie you up and whip you if you don't untie me right away. I count to three."These words made him hot, and he thought for a moment while standing in front of her to see if she was serious."One."Because ... somehow he'd like that."Two."By his face, Samantha could tell he was struggling with himself. Quickly the shackles were opened, and he stepped back. Sam snorted in amusement. She knew it."Sissy."It was somewhat surprising when Gabe grabbed her, pressed her against the wall, and brushed his lips to her ear, whispering that he'd untied her so she could go next door to get the collar and do what she'd planned.Then a greedy kiss followed that took her breath away. It looked as if she had herself shot in the foot."I won't whip you," Samantha said, startled and swallowed."And if I want it?" Gabe replied and looked deeply into her eyes."...""Fine, but we'll do it my way," Samantha said after a few moments of silence, studying her husband, who seemed genuinely serious. Her heart was racing while standing in the clinic, holding the collar in her hand. Honestly, she hadn't expected once whip her husband.Samantha disinfected the dilator, took the lube, and went back into the next room, where Gabe was already waiting –– naked and with hands behind his back. His heart pounded as she stood in front of him. Granted, there were some jitters, but on the other hand, he was excited and expectant because that was something he wanted to try out. It could well be that it would stay the one time, but he'd only know that when doing it."Pleasure and pain, right?" Sam whispered at his lips and closed the collar around his neck."Yes, my love," Gabriel answered. A nod followed.The bondage area was one floor up, but she spotted a kind of punishment bench in this room. "Hold still," she said, preparing with enough lube. Then she teased her husband for a few moments with the dilator before pushing the thin rod further into his little hole."Holy!"Panting, he held on to the wall with one hand as his goddess knelt before him, and feelings of a thousand crawling ants spread in his cock. A wave of arousal flooded him, making it difficult to continue breathing normally.With a ring, the dilator was attached, and his cock was now hard outside and inside. Satisfied and scrutinizing, Sam put her hand on his erection and felt the pulsation."Do you feel it? Feels so good, huh?" She whispered hoarsely, and Gabriel could only nod in silence because it was absolute madness, and if there hadn't been a second part, he could've eternally enjoyed his wife's hand, which stroked so tenderly."Bend over. You can hold on, but you mustn't touch yourself. Roger that?" Samantha said, nodding to the bench."Yes, my love," Gabriel replied excitedly, taking a deep breath, letting himself down on the soft but cold leather, and shuddered briefly. Sam took a whip from the black basket and let it brush over his body.Automatically Gabe's body lifted, and as goosebumps formed, his hands clung tighter around the legs of the small bench."Spread your legs!"Sam put the whip aside and tended to her husband's butt, waiting to be loosened and relaxed. She made a faint moan as her fingers dug into the soft flesh, for that was a very satisfying sight. How she would've liked to have pressed her lips to it and left slight bite marks with her teeth. How she would've wanted to leave a wet trail with her tongue on his pale skin and elicit pleasurable sounds from her husband. But she was in her role, so that had to be postponed until another time."I'll give you ten, and you'll count. If you count wrong, I start over again, and you won't come. Don't move, and use your safe word when you need it. Try to relax, so it doesn't hurt so much.""Yes, my love."Something about this situation turned Samantha on quite a bit. Still, she couldn't and didn't want to hurt him, but Gabriel begged for it, so that wish was granted. Sam gave him time to calm down and took a deep breath. Nervous. She was incredibly nervous. Because if she didn't hit accurately, she might genuinely hurt her husband. If she hit too hard, that would probably hurt her more, and if she did the opposite, it would look ridiculous. The whip swung."One," he said, wincing. "Two …" A low growl, and his grip tightened."Three," Gabe moaned as he moved jerkily, his cock dangling back and forth. "... fuck ... four!"It didn't hurt as much as he feared, but he also knew Sam didn't strike so hard."Five," he said before the whip touched him. The trouble was that he couldn't adjust to the pace. It was pretty pinching because Samantha always hit the same spot, so a scream followed at the next blow. Sam loved being in control. But to be honest, it was easier when she was in the dominatrix role as there wasn't wasted worrying about what her husband would think of her when she spoke or acted like that.She didn't know this side until now ... it was hidden somewhere deep inside."... Seven," he groaned through clenched teeth and moved restlessly back and forth."What color?""Ye ... fuck ... green, my love," he moaned as a new wave of arousal hit."E-eight …" It hurt already."I'm proud of you," she praised, and those were the most beautiful and important words that existed for him … next to I love you … but he couldn't hope for that in this situation. This whirlwind of emotions drove him crazy, and he loved it. On the one hand, it hurt, but it was the pleasure that flowed through him. Not only because of the additional stimulation but also the adrenaline rush. So far, he had only read about it, so he had to try to form his own opinion.Hearing his wife's words of reassurance and praise ... letting him know she was proud of him. This made him happy and aroused him in a way no stimulation could produce. Gabe knew he was asking a lot of his wife as she always refused to want to hurt him. The fact that she did this for him gave the extra kick. It was a whole new experience, and Gabriel only knew one thing –– he wanted to go back there. "Nine," he muttered, and a tear stole from his eyes."The last, you made it," Samantha said, and it hissed again.Meanwhile, a small puddle of precum had formed under him, and he knew that without looking. Pleasure and pain. Gabe's whole body vibrated. Lightning struck and swept through his genitals; a fire burned not only on his butt but also from the spine to the neck. That feeling was so arousing –– losing control of the body and knowing there's someone taking control. Being able to let go because there's someone to catch one. Samantha was his dominatrix and his wife. He loved both. Sam put down the whip and took a deep breath."You should see yourself, so pretty red," she grinned, gently stroking the sore skin, causing his hips to twitch uncontrollably to avoid the pain as he let out a muted, pained groan. He needed a distraction, and even though it was a bit difficult by this construction, his fingers had finally reached his cock.
Oh yeah, that's good
But not too long because there was a light hit on his fingers."Sorry, my love.""You still haven't enough?" She asked, standing in front of him, taking his hair and lightly pulling it so she could look at him. "How about another five hands on your soft ass?""Yes, my love ... please," he replied with a twinkle in his eyes that left no doubt that he indeed wanted it. The young woman's heart sank into her boots. Should she be worried? Of course, she had read about it, and the proof was his cock –– wet and hot. The combination of pain and sexual excitement released endorphins. But up until that point, it had been hard to imagine.Admittedly, it hurt a bit because the dilator stuck in his urethra didn't leave much room, but at the same time, it wasn't that bad because it prevented Gabe from cumming right away. "Well."With a moistened forefinger, she'd found his prostate in less than three seconds and teased it while her husband tried to cope with these new, wonderful emotions."You have no permission to cum!" The tone was sharp, and a brief pain shot through him as she slapped his butt for a better understanding."Ahh ... fuck ... one. Two," Gabriel groaned, his heart pounding hard as his wife increased the pace. It felt like a hot sword going right through his lower abdomen, with the difference that none of it was painful but left a deep sense of comfort, joy, pleasure, and arousal. All this in intervals of seconds."Three ... please ... fuck!" He hollered, his head pressed so hard into the leather that he feared the nose would break."Four, more ... please more," he shrieked, bumping her index finger in wild ecstasy as she slapped his butt the last time."Five," he hissed, and abruptly, the finger was removed. The unexpected emptiness and the emotional chaos brought tears to his eyes. Another whimper as the dilator was removed, and he desperately leaned into the touch, not wanting to lose that feeling. "You did well. You deserve a reward. Do you wanna cum?"
What a question
"Yes, my love!"Her fingers played a short melody with his private parts, and it didn't take long before Gabriel yelled out his delight and came hard in her hand. So hard that he trembled and twitched all over. On his skin, various liquids glittered, and it took a moment to catch himself, noting that Samantha was releasing the collar."Thank you, my love," he whispered, exhausted and happy.That was so awesome, and that's what he said to his wife, knowing she needed that affirmation. His cheeks flushed; there was this blissful smile that Sam loved so much while the two were sitting on the ground, his head digging deeper into her lap and nestling into the tender touch.He had always had a lot of fun with the women and their crazy games but had always ended up lonely. What he had with Sam was genuine love and trust.…"Are you all right?"More than that. The two just cuddled together, whispering words of love and affection, and enjoyed the togetherness."We should shower, and I'll smear an ointment on your butt.""What'll we do next?""Aren't you tired?" Samantha replied with a frown and kissed him. Gabriel shook his head. Somehow the adrenaline still rushed through his veins."We'll now eat and drink properly, and then we'll go to bed. You came so often today, and I'm afraid you tip over. If you want, set the alarm clock tomorrow morning, but no more sexual activity today. I say this to you as your wife, as your doctor, and as your dominatrix. Alright?""Aye, ma'am," he answered obediently and pressed a kiss on her forehead.His butt hurt. But it was a good pain because every step reminded him of the pleasurable events that had led to it.
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"Good Morning!"Sleepy, Sam turned with closed eyes as something bit into her neck. Usually, her husband needed a certain amount of time to wake up until he was ultimately himself. That's why she was a little confused when she found him excited and in a good mood."Gabe, what time is it?""Already eight. Let's start.""Yes, start and get me a coffee.""What?" He laughed, and his wife's eyes blinked open."You're my husband. Go get me a coffee!""I make coffee, but you'll be fit after that." When Gabriel was downstairs, he switched on the coffee machine, yawned, turned, stretched in all directions, and looked out the window with a smile.He was so lucky –– a woman who loved him, the best sex of his life, and a passion both shared. The desire for a home and a private room, which he could furnish as well as here, grew bigger and bigger. He had enough stimulus and ideas. Of course, his wife then had to take the step and move to America. That would be another big hurdle. So far, the two hadn't talked about it, and they had to separate once more in a few days. For how long? Nobody knew that.Sighing, he finished and climbed back up the stairs. He didn't want to think about that now but wanted to make the next few hours and days an unforgettable experience for both because he'd have time to ponder and renew afterward. Gabriel was amazed when he opened the door because Samantha hadn't been idle, had rolled on the other bed, and adjusted the massage oil and the strap-on."Woah! You don't need coffee anymore.""Sure, come on, you two," she smiled, and an inviting hand movement followed.…That was pretty cold as he lay down on the black, cold latex sheet. But he also had to admit that it was a fabulous feeling."Oh, you'll get hot soon; I promise," she whispered, and he was pulled into a passionate kiss before laying down on his stomach and enjoying with closed eyes the tongue that left a wet trail from his neck over his back down to his butt.Samantha pampered her husband with dedication, who melted away by the second."I love you," he hummed."How is your ass?" She smirked and bit into the soft flesh."The ointment has worked; I'm my old self again.""I love your ass.""I love that you love my ass." Tenderly, she massaged his feet and legs, deliberately left his butt and began anew over his arms and fingers. Her husband was relaxed but became increasingly fidgety because patience wasn't one of his virtues.Provoking, she let the side of her hand and fingers slide with pressure up and down his crack before ordering him to his knees.There was only one thought in Gabriel's brain. His wife looked incredibly breathtaking as she knelt beside him, holding the strap-on in her hand. He couldn't resist and threw her lightning-fast on the back. He wanted to get her ready. First, her nipples were gently licked before his face slid deeper and deeper. Immediately, the intoxicating smell of his goddess reached his nostrils and made him so hard that he had to stop for a moment. She was already so wet when the dildo was pushed to the spot that it took her breath away."Gabe," Samantha breathed, and he couldn't resist teasing before strapping on the straps and stroking the rubber cock that would be in him in minutes. This was by far the best investment he'd ever made.
Pleasure for him and her
With bright eyes, he returned to his position and waited more or less patiently. Much preparation wasn't necessary because her husband was still soft and relaxed from the previous activities.Gabriel held his butt even further and begged her silently to dive in. He didn't have to wait long for something to nudge at his back door, and the idea of being fucked alone made the fuses in his body explode.Slowly and gently, bit by bit. There came a phase where there was a brief, sudden pain as the black dildo first widened his sphincter with its tip –– no matter how well prepared. Gabriel welcomed this pain. Then there was the second phase, where the pressure became immense, and the third phase, where everything was fantastic. The certainty that his wife was in him … if only with a fake cock, set his nerves on fire.And one thing he could say –– in the power of her thrusts, she was in no way inferior to a man. Moaning, Samantha clung to her husband's hips, for the light earthquake had begun in her abdomen and spread like a tornado throughout her entire body. The heartbeat quickened, and her breath became shorter. Her lust-point was stimulated with each thrust, and her Oh's and Ah's got louder and more uncontrolled. If possible, she'd made it her goal to let them come simultaneously, so she grabbed him to finish it.Moments later, the young woman collapsed on Gabriel's chest, rising and falling as fast as her own. She looked into her husband's eyes — a state of bliss that neither allowed to move. Sam was convinced she looked the same and allowed herself a few more minutes. After this morning's exertion, Gabriel insisted on massaging his partner's incredible body with gentle pressure movements."I wish it would always be this way ..."In a silent invitation, she spread her arms, and Gabriel cuddled tenderly, kissing his wife.Sam knew what he was referring to and that she would've to make a choice. Only that wasn't so easy. But what she loved about her husband was that he didn't push her and gave her the time she needed."I love you," she whispered, placing her hand on his cheek."I do more than that.""There's an increase?""Yeah, and if not, then I just invented it, but the word ain't occurred to me yet," Gabe giggled, kissing her hands.Sam snuggled up to him and didn't want to think about what slippery fluids were under their bodies, but there was a shower, so it wasn't important. "What do you think if we shower, get dressed, and then go for a walk?""I'm so hungry. I could eat a boar."Sam looked at the clock. In an hour, the two would order a pizza, that was for sure."And in the meantime, I'mma feed on your kisses," he whispered, pulling his wife close.…After a relaxing walk, Gabe took his wife on one hand and the phone in the other, answering that he had to take a picture of everything."But then you play the photos on your computer in an encrypted folder and delete them from the phone … you know what happened to our photos at the wedding. If that one sees ...!""Don't worry, honey, that's the plan. Lie down."She slapped away his hand with a shake of her head, which pointed to the gyn chair."Any other wishes?""Sure, you could strip naked.""You're stupid," she grinned, indicating the bird to her husband."And you're cheeky," he replied, tickling her until it rang the doorbell. After a short digestive break on the couch, Gabe became impatient."What do you wanna do?""I should ask you what you want. I feel bad if you only give," he answered quietly and looked at the floor, whirling imaginary dust with his toe."Why are you sorry?" She replied softly, placing her thumb under his chin and looking into his amber eyes, which looked back a little uncertainly."Do you have any idea how happy it makes me to touch you? How fascinating and erotic is it to know I have this effect on you? How thankful am I to you for giving me your trust to try these things? It isn't true that I only give, and you only take because you give me back much more in these moments than you can imagine. Maybe not physically, but the very fact that you revealed yourself to me is the greatest gift for me. I love the sounds you make. I love your body language. And Gabe ... I get off, only by the sight you give me."While thinking about her words, she concluded that both had met up with this role distribution precisely to the point."Really?" He asked, smiling a little because hearing these words made him feel even more loved … if there was an increase."Really," she answered dreamily and laid her hand on his cheek. "So. What do you want?""I think I'm getting stomachache again," he grinned dirty, pulling her into the bright room."So you need another special treatment, Mr. Novak?""Very special," he whispered, kissing greedily. An expectant sigh broke from his lips as Sam unbuttoned her husband's shirt."I'll take good care of you; you're in good hands.""I know."More kisses followed, and pants and socks spread out on the floor. Gabriel didn't mind being naked while his wife was dressed because this made him feel special when the greedy looks burned his skin.With a slap on his bare butt, he was shooed onto the chair. "Fuck ... you're so incredibly sexy. I could do it all day, stuffing your tight, hungry hole. Hour after hour just to move my fingers and listen to you and see how it arouses you," Sam whispered wickedly, and Gabe could do nothing but answer with a trembling sigh.She took her time and worked him with a lot of feelings."You feel so good.""You too," he smiled and breathed a kiss. To hear that was music in his ears. Gabriel thought about her words. He'd never considered himself sexy. At that time, a long, long, long time ago, when he'd fled from heaven and taken over this body, everything was a bit hectic, and then there was also this story with Loki ...He got used to it at some point … it was laziness to change that again, to be honest. He came through life quite well, but he'd never felt himself as particularly attractive. It wasn't bad either, for the master of magic could conjure up everything he wished with a snap of his finger. He'd never lacked self-confidence before, but that had changed since he'd become human. But looking into his wife's eyes was enough to feel unique, making him so happy.Gabriel thought back to their first meeting –– to the Christmas party with his colleagues. Among all the handsome men, Samantha had chosen him and made him the luckiest person in the fucking universe.Well, of course, as a man, he had starting difficulties, but in the end, everything went well. And even if she was often with the others, there was no reason for jealousy. Because Samantha always showed him where her place was. And Gabriel appreciated that she wasn't one of the jealous furies. Because he also showed his wife where his place was. He would absolutely be faithful to her unto death and beyond. No other person in the world could give him that love, trust, respect, and security.Sam was his soul mate who understood him without words. Kind, sensitive, down-to-earth... he adored her. And when she wasn't with him, it hurt. Also, or maybe because they had been separated so often and for so long. "Baby, I need a break; otherwise, it's too late," Gabe moaned, and a plug was pushed into him, pumped up, and then Sam fetched something to drink.She was glad for the interruption because it was all so fucking horny."Magnificent view," she grinned as the door reopened. "How is the patient?""He's thirsty. Everything else is in the green," he said, holding a thumb up.In those few minutes, he'd come down a bit, and also, his breathing had returned to normal.As a frog, he sat in the gyn-chair with legs spread wide while Samantha cared for his nipples, which were more sensitive than ever. Every little touch of this brisk tongue sent electrical impulses through his body that carried sounds out of his mouth that might have embarrassed him in any other situation.One hand rested on his thigh as the air was slowly released from the plug, and the wide-open hole was filled with her fingers.That felt so good. Time and again, she asked if everything was alright; repeatedly, she made sure that Gabriel was fine. Already so sensitive, his eyes became wet by this time. But not because of pain. He was just so overwhelmed, grateful, content, and blissful."Fuck …!"In and out, twists and short thrusts, as if by chance several times touching the prostate, sometimes slowly, then faster ...Within a few minutes, he was half-mad with need and shivering all over, just wanting his salvation."Honey, please, finish it!"It was exhausting, and it was liberating. Gabriel flew and squeezed his wife's other hand so tightly before his eyes closed, and he drifted away. "You always hafta do that now."Samantha laughed when her husband looked at her with glassy eyes and greedily emptied the water bottle."No, that's something special. Besides, that doesn't work. You scream so loud that even Jensen would hear you in his trailer fifty feet away."My words. We need a soundproof room," he replied with a shrug."Or I could gag you. Do you wanna come down again?""Nope, I feel good.""Come on, Andrea is coming in two hours; we need to clean up here, and I wanna try something else," Samantha said, offering her hand."Yeah? What is it?"In the adjoining room was a love swing. That was reasonably comfortable and not too exhausting. After trying a few positions, they sank sweaty and exhausted on the floor."That's also on the grocery list," Gabe grinned, and his lips were stuck to those of his wife. "Did you have fun?" Andrea smiled as she walked in the door as Samantha and Gabriel descended the stairs with the suitcase."We'll come back," Gabe replied with a wink, squeezing Sam's Hand.
** In the next chapter …Mutual trust is the foundation of a relationship