Blood, Sweat, and Fears

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   He would be arriving shortly to pick me up from work, Usually I had a pretty good idea what he was up to with his late night antics that he has become so accustomed to. My husband and I have been together for about 2 years and we were the best of friends for several years before this. So when it comes to knowing each other we have it down pat.    I was nervous this time, he didn’t give me any clues and he usually stumbles up and I don’t have a hard time figuring out what he is up to. But this time was different. Fear ran through me as the clock hit 10:30pm and I punched the time clock to leave and go outside. When I opened the front door of our building and looked for him in the parking lot I didn’t see his motorcycle so I thought maybe he was just running a little late, the next thing I know a white commercial sized van, completely bare of any graphics or lettering pulls up to the front Şerifali Escort and my husband gets out of the drivers side. He walks me to the back and doesn’t say anything except for “here put this on.” He tosses me a blindfold and he helps me into the back of the van. I started to feel around to see if I could get some idea of what I might be up against but before I could get far with my efforts he was restraining my wrists together with some rope.    He slams the door shut and jumps into the front seat and pulls away from my store. A little nervous because I don’t really want my co-workers to have to much insight into my personal life I am left wondering how much was seen if anything. We have been into the lifestyle for many years as individuals and 2 years as a couple. I was his submissive and he was my Master. I always give him shit telling him he never plays Şerifali Escort Bayan with his favorite toy enough and that I would like more scenes to happen between us. I guess he heard me.     What seems like an hour of trying to stay upright along what seems to be some bumpy and unstable terrain. The van finally comes to a stop. Everything is quiet I hear no movement or sounds that might give me some recognition as to what he is up to. Within an instant the back doors to the van are heaved open and I am being pulled out of the back.     My panties are soaking wet and I am so scared but exhilarated all at once. Nervous and intrigued. He says nothing to me and has me stand facing the inside of the open van back door. In a low gruff voice i hear “Raise your arms above your head and grab the top of the door.” My only response is “Yes Daddy.” As soon as my fingers Escort Şerifali hit the top of the door he binds my wrist restraints to the van door with more rope. SHIT. I am stuck. I can barely move except enough to turn around if need be. The only sound I hear next is a simple “CLICK” which speaks volumes in my mind. I know exactly what that sound is. It’s his work knife that never leaves his side. He began to shred my clothes to the ground. Tear by tear he has me standing there stark raving nude with just the sound of my racing heart beat and heavy breathing.  I start to protest when  a dirty rag is shoved in my mouth and he says to me “Spread your legs.” I didn’t try to object I wanted to feel his touch. To have his fingers invade my tight little pink slit.     As his fingers found my lips, he felt that my juices were already yearning for his invasion. With no warning he rams to fingers into my pussy and began to bang the shit out of me until I try to climb up the van door. He stops after a few minutes and I am well on my way to what I am sure to be an earth shattering orgasm when I am ripped back to reality from a loud crack and the sharp sting of leather tearing at my skin.

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