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"See you, Bob."With these words, Gabe went out of the office and leaned against the door with a deep sigh.
He can't mean that. Damn it!
Robert hadn't blamed him, but he felt he'd screwed it up. A glance at the clock reminds him that his wife was probably already worried. Sam turned on the stove and warmed up the now-cold dinner, wondering where her husband would stay for so long.
Indeed he's still chatting with Bob. Men …
Moments later, a loud bang as the door slammed shut. The young woman peered around the corner and walked towards Gabriel, who looked somehow stressed."Hey, took a long time."He sat at the table, rested his head on his hands, and sighed without saying a word."Everything okay?"Sam sat down next to him and put a hand on his shoulder."It's all shit," he murmured, annoyed, and looked at her with sad eyes.His wife was immediately alerted, eyebrows raising with an expectant look."We hafta fire eight team members, and Robert leaves the decision to me."Gabriel drank the glass of wine in one go and sighed again."I'm sorry," Sam replied sympathetically."I should decide that. I don't want that; how am I supposed to do that? They all belong to the family."Sullenly, he poked around in his food and then pushed it aside. He was sorry that Samantha had made an effort but wasn't hungry. "Punish me."Gabriel looked her straight in the eye, but only a half-hearted snort escaped her."What? You can't help it!""Sure. I'm to blame. I've failed. I wanted too much; it's up to me. Punish me," he murmured in agitation, but Samantha shook her head.By all means, she tried to calm her husband, but to see him so desperate made her heart bleed."I can also go out and walk ten miles through the cold, wet landscape, then I get pneumonia and don't hafta worry about anything. Or you do that. For fuck's sake, it may not be my fault, but I feel it ... I hafta exhaust myself. Please help me with that!"That pleading tone in his voice made her feel chaotic, but when he took her hands and looked directly into her eyes, Samantha knew what she had to do, even if she had to swallow the rising tears. So that isn't how she'd imagined the evening together, but if that helped, then ... sure."Go take a shower, and then you'll wait for me in the playroom; I'll do the dishes."He nodded, gave her a small smile, and left. Dressed only with his collar, he knelt at her feet and had his eyes lowered until he got the command. She put the riding crop under his chin."Look at me!"Slowly, his head lifted, and he looked straight into her eye."So you think you deserve that I'm causing you pain?""I want you to whip me, my love. And please don't be reserved."These words tightened Sam's heart, but she nodded, fetched the wooden paddle, the flogger, and the thick cane, and put the tools on the table in front of him."Tell me how many of the three."After Gabriel lay fixed on wrists and ankles on the bench and had taken the thirtieth blow, Samantha was at the end … physically, but above all, mentally. She struck hard, didn't spare him. Her hand hurt, and the welts of the cane adorned his butt in dark red and purple stripes. For the last ten, she made shivering and with tears in her eyes, and he thanked her. Damn it ... he thanked for that. Once more, the pain hit him and her almost to the core.But this time, the feelings didn't break out of him, but he absorbed the pain practically greedily. He was pumped full of adrenaline, and that was precisely the kind of exquisite pain he so desperately needed right now. He didn't scream, clenched his teeth, and yet Sam heard a soft sob when she was done. She threw the cane aside and left the room but didn't release him from his cuffs because the last thing she needed now was for him to follow her. She went to the minibar and sat down with the bottle at the table, crying and trembling. She couldn't even remember what she'd drunk. It was burning in the throat, and she didn't care. Samantha just wanted to numb the pain because that was one of the worst things she'd ever experienced, and maybe she'd just failed as a dominatrix, but she didn't care. Of course, Sam knew she shouldn't leave her husband alone in this situation, but she couldn't stay with him because it broke her heart to have treated him that way.No, she had no bad conscience. It only hurt. This pain went deeper, right into her soul. Yes, and she was also a little angry at Gabriel for asking her to do so. And one thing was sure. So hard, she'd never wanted to punish him again. She was dizzy after torturing herself with five sharp gulps but felt better. The adrenaline decreased, and the pain increased. He's never had such infernal pain during a session, but Samantha would never punish him so hard. Gabriel had wanted it that way. He'd forced it on her, and now he felt worse than before. Renewed, he'd failed. The tears ran down his face as he thought about it.
I'm so sorry, Sam ...
To make amends, he had to come up with something. The young woman regained her grip, pausing at the door and taking a few deep breaths before approaching her husband again."How are you?" She asked as she released the shackles, and Gabriel sighed but avoided looking at her."Better.""Better? You don't have enough?"Gabriel shook his head silently, for Sam had every reason to rage, and he'd endure so many blows again. He smelled that she had been drinking hard stuff, and knowing she didn't usually do that made him feel even worse."Well."Then she ordered him to the bed and tied a blindfold over him. Gabe no longer understood the world when he felt gentle fingers rubbing his cock hard. He didn't deserve a reward. He didn't deserve it ... Sam had something completely different in mind; she crawled under him and tied him to the latest purchase.It was a penis-testicle harness made of black leather. It consisted of a longer, finger-thick leather strap with two shorter straps of different lengths fastened at right angles with rivets and snap fasteners.Granted, she had to look at the instructions first to avoid putting it on the wrong side and possibly doing the opposite. Obviously, the straps had a blood-throbbing effect. Satisfied, she looked at her work, and Gabriel gasped at the strange feeling. His erection pumped up powerfully, the veins on it were visible, the circumference and size of the glans swelled considerably, the balls deep red and plump."I'd take any bet with you that I'd just have to blow now, and you'd cum immediately," she diagnosed his current state of arousal and then whispered very close to his ear. "You won't!"To throttle this a little, she put both hands on his battered butt, and he cried out in agony. After a few moments, she let go of him, undressed and strapped on the strap-on and sunk in one go, gave him no time but immediately bombarded him with powerful thrusts. Without preparation, Gabe had to admit that it hadn't been comfortable at first, but he bravely swallowed his wailing. Over and over, Samantha paused so that he could come down a bit and continued unabashedly. It was bloody exhausting, and she'd probably struggle with sore muscles the next day, but that didn't matter. It was necessary. Samantha enjoyed her orgasm quietly but breathlessly. Then, she released the harness and let him come with a trembling sigh. Of course, he enjoyed it, although he told himself that he wasn't allowed to enjoy it. With this combination of pain and pleasure, he completely lost control. This orgasm, which shook and touched him deep inside, immediately went from his moaning into a sob and finally into an unrestrained crying."Thank you, my love." Sam was once more fascinated and shaken by the depth of his emotions."Please hold me tight. W-why did you reward me?" He stammered, sniffling loudly as his wife removed the collar and blindfold. She gently wiped the tears from his face and squeezed a kiss on his temple."I shouldn't have left you alone, not in this situation. I'm so sorry. Of course, I hold you. I love you so much. You're such a wonderful person, Gabriel. I'm so happy and grateful that you allow me to look so deeply into you."The fact that she was able to touch his core in this way and not only with the means of the enormous possible pain made her smile in tears. She held on to her husband until he'd calmed down. Once again, he realized that he was lucky. He nudged his nose against her neck and sighed in relief. He felt safe and secure in her arms. It was a painful session, but his wife's loving words made it all right. Gabe felt reborn."How do you feel?""Done," Gabriel mumbled, closing his eyes."In a good way?""Absolutely," he grinned blissfully.Sam pinched his nipples briefly. After that, he tried in vain to dodge her hand. Hand in hand, both went upstairs to the bedroom, where his wife was creaming his aching butt. Gabriel immediately fell asleep, but Sam lay awake for a long time. Turning her face away from her husband, she curled up in an embryo position on the bed and hugged herself. A few silent tears ran down her cheeks. Her husband was feeling better. That was the main thing –– that was what she was there for.Gabriel woke up again and pressed closer to his wife. It stung his heart as he felt she couldn't sleep because of him. Sam felt his hardness on her butt and the hot breath as he whispered in her ear. Gabriel gently stroked her back and heard a soft sigh."Are you okay?""Shouldn't it usually be like pushing you to your limits instead of around?""...""I'm sorry," he breathed close to her ear, answered by a shaky breath.After she didn't resist, he gently pulled down her underpants, and infinitely slow and soulful, his cock made its way between her thighs and penetrated. He continued stroking with his fingers … her breasts, belly, and clit. He didn't fuck her; it was more like inner stroking –– gentle movements with long pauses. There was nothing animalistic in his doing, just a single tenderness.Sam just lay there and enjoyed it. His power filled her with life and lust. That's what their relationship was about. Each gave the other what was needed in moments like these. The orgasm came quietly and in small waves, without a twitch, only with a slight moan.
My God, how I love this man!
** In the next chapter …Samantha wanted to try it too