It had been a week since Freya was collared and dominated by her new master. Freya never dreamed this sexual dynamic would fuel her desires so drastically. For years, she was pleased with being the dominant one in bed. Maybe it was the drastic change in location, or maybe it was Joe, her new master, that brought out the need to be completely subservient to him. Since the first time she met him in that grocery store, there was something about his demeanor that literally set her ablaze.

He wasn’t rude or aggressive, but the way he carried himself oozed confidence and authority. These traits made her pussy gush like a dam opening its spillway. Whatever it was had her constantly vibrating with lust and desire. Every day, he would find a new way to light an unknown desire within her. She had taken a fondness for the new exhibitionist task given to her, from driving topless to showing her pussy to older men in the park as they played chess.

But her favorite tasks were the ones that involved her master. He would make it a point to meet with her for lunch at least every other day. During these lunch encounters, he would swap her sterling silver choker with the skull and crossbones for her more rugged leather collar. Often, he would roughly fuck her in the ass from behind as he yanked back on her collar. The pure rawness of it would cause her to scream and moan in pure reckless abandonment. Her legs would quake and spasm as he flooded her tight ass with stream after stream of cum. But once a week, he would come to her house to destroy her tight, wet pussy in her marital bed.

Her heart fluttered with excitement and the risk of being caught by her husband on the day of their weekly fuck fest.

Her master sent her a message, and as she read it, her pussy automatically drenched her panties.

It said, “Today, pet, I am going to spank your ass until it’s glowing red.”

She panted, and her D-cup breasts heaved as her nipples strained against her silk bra. She could feel her juices running down her thighs. Her phone chimed as another message from him came through.

It said, “Leave the door unlocked and you will be bent over the dining room table wearing just your emerald green silk bra and G-string panties when I arrive.”

At 12 pm, she unlocked the door and bent over the table. She pressed her silk-covered tits against the cool oak table and spread her legs shoulder-width apart. Her mind raced with excitement as she pondered why this was so exciting.

Before she knew, she felt a presence behind her. She could smell her master’s scent, which always made her wet and her legs shake. It was a mixture of cedar and musk. She felt his large calloused hand run across her soft, round ass cheeks. His touch sent waves of electricity through her body, ending at her throbbing clit. She felt his hands at the back of her neck as he undid her sterling silver choker and let it fall to the table. He wrapped the leather collar around his neck. He cinched it tight, which caused her to gasp. He pulled hard on her collar, causing her head to snap back.

She could only stare at the ceiling from the force he exerted on the collar. His raw power and dominance had her panties soaked.

He said, “Brace yourself, pet.”

She heard a swoosh of air as his large, calloused hand collided with her firm, smooth ass. The crack of flesh colliding echoed through the house. She whimpered and moaned as the heat from the smack radiated across her alabaster ass. The swooshing through the air continued, and smack after smack of his hand struck her ass, which rippled from the force. Each collision was met with a deafening crack that echoed throughout the house. Her ass was welted and red. Her juices ran down her thighs and pooled on the floor at her feet. As she moaned and whimpered, tears streaked her face.

He stopped his assault and knelt behind her. He rubbed and kissed her red welted ass. He slid his hand between her legs as it slipped into her panties. He felt how wet her pussy had become before he slipped a finger into her pussy. She arched her back and shook in pure pleasure. He slid his finger in and out of her dripping wet cunt as he rubbed his pants-covered, throbbing cock against her red, tender ass.

He said, “Oh, pet, you are so fucking wet. You loved me spanking your ass, didn’t you?”

Between gasps and moans, she said, “Fuck, yes, master. Could you please slide your thick, hard cock into my tight, wet cunt?”

He thrust his finger harder and faster into her pussy, while his other hand slid down his pants, freeing his thick, overengorged cock. He slid his fingers out of her soaked pussy as he pulled her G-string to the side. In one hard thrust, he buried his cock into her dripping wet cunt. She screamed in pleasure as the tip of his cock struck her cervix. He wasted no time and grasped her collar as he plowed relentlessly into her wet, needy cunt over and over. His hips collided with her still red ass, driving her into the oak table over and over again. Each thrust caused her nipples to rub against her silk bra and the table.

She twitched and shook as she felt his cock pulsate and grow inside her tight, wet pussy. Every stroke from him was harder and deeper, triggering her body to vibrate in anticipation of the pending orgasm. He drove his cock in hard and slow by changing his tempo and speed. He felt her pussy start to clench around his cock. Her legs trembled as, on the final thrust, he buried his thumb in her ass.

She burst into orgasmic bliss like a ruptured water main. She gushed her juices around his hard, thick cock as he let loose stream after stream of his cum deep inside her married womb. She felt his cum coat her inside, which caused a ripple effect of moans, screams, and gasps. He continued to thrust harder and harder, trying to drive his seed further and further into her wet pussy.

He said, “That’s it, pet, take all my cum inside you.”

His words caused her body to quiver and shake as her last orgasm tore through her. He kept his cock entombed in her perfect pussy to prevent any of their juices from coming out. Once he felt that nothing would leak out, he slid his limp cock out.

He said, “Tonight, you are going to have your husband lick our combined cum for your pussy.”

She said, “Anything you wish, Master."

She lay across the oak table, her pussy twitching from its recent beating. Her legs were wobbly, and she wasn't sure she could even stand. She felt him release her leather collar and replace it with her sterling silver choker. He slapped her ass one last time before she heard the door shut. She continued to lie across the table for a few minutes before she heard her husband.

He said, “What the fuck are you doing?”

She said, “Shut up and get on your knees and lick my pussy.”

He knelt behind and spread her still pink ass cheeks and slid his tongue along her swollen and sensitive pussy lips for her master’s abuse just a few minutes prior. She moaned as he flicked her clit with his tongue before sucking it into his mouth. He sucked, and he swirled his tongue on her sensitive clit. She moaned and pushed her ass back into his face.

She said, “Fuck my pussy with your tongue.”

Being the submissive husband, he drove his tongue deep into her cum-soaked pussy. He darted his tongue in and out, each time going a bit deeper. Still bent over the oak table, she replayed the events with her master earlier. How his big, calloused hands felt striking her ass. How his thick, hard cock filled her tight cunt perfectly. As the images flooded her mind, her submissive husband fucked her pussy with his tongue. She shook as another orgasm tore through her body. She moaned and gasped as she rode the wave of erotic bliss. She squeezed the table and pressed her tits into the table. She exploded onto his tongue, releasing her juices and her master’s cum onto her husband’s tongue. He pulled his tongue from her dripping cunt and coughed.

He said, “You taste salty. Were you working out?”

In between gasps and pants, she said, “Something like that.”

He stood up and wiped her master's and her combined juices from his face. He walked towards the kitchen.

She regained her composure and said, “I am going to shower. Make me something to eat.”