My name is... Let's go with Kate. I'm 28, 5'6 with very pale skin, hazel hair and eyes, freckles around my nose, a fairly athletic build and perky 36b breasts. The thing about me is I've always been extremely horny. For as long as I can remember I've just had this itch that keeps coming back and is not so easy to scratch, not that my husband.... Let's call him Tom has any issues with that. He's not a body builder buy any means but he works a very physically demanding job so he's quite fit, 6'1 with blonde hair, blue eyes and a gorgeous 7 inch cock with the sexiest slight upward curve to it. We both have good jobs, him working for the city and me working for a small corporation that allows me to work from home, I really only have to go to the office for meetings or if someone really fucks up. Our jobs allow us to live quite comfortably in a 2 bedroom house in our small Californian cul-de-sac. We've been married 5 wonderful years during which time we have BDSM enjoyed a very strong D/S relationship. I LOVE being used, beaten and degraded with limits we still enjoy pushing and Tom is fetish more than happy to oblige, since he gets as much sex in what ever way he blonde wants. In fact he often forces me to have to wait for days or even weeks just so I'll go wild, I get off to much on the denial to masterbait without being ordered and he knows it. After all, I'm his whoreish little play thing. So the story that inspired me to start writing happened just a few days ago on September 1st 2019 after 4 days of me trying to seduce Tom and him denying me to keep me a squirming mess. I had just finished up the last of my work for the day and was about to log on and post to our FetLife account (which WILL NOT be shared here due to the nature of this story, sorry) when I hear my phone chime. I grab it expecting a text from work with updates or further paper work and instead see a text for Tom, checking the time I know he's probably just gotten off and just has to make blowjob the hour drive home. I read "I'm on my way whore" immediately I start getting hot and feel my pussy get wet knowing what's expected of me. You see, any time he sends a message like that I know 2 things. That Tom is horny and that he's had a frustrating day, meaning that I'm in for an absolutely brutal and degrading fuck. Any time he has a bad day he uses me and my kinks to relieve his pent up frustration. Not in any abusive or negative way, everything we do has been throughly discussed with limits set. He gets to release his stress through sex and I get the hardcore humiliation and rough sex I crave but he's often to genital of a man to give me. I immediately jump into action, I have a few things that are expected of me to have done before he gets home. They include giving myself a thorough enema as we often have anal sex or at the very least him shoving something up there when he's frustrated. Making sure I'm fully shaved though since I get regular waxings I know I'm good on that front, putting my hair into a pony tail for easier pulling and to give him a handle, putting Crash our chocolate lab outside, then dressed in only my collar, wrist and anckle cuff set, I must wait kneeling by the door till he gets home. I look around for Crash but I don't see him. Figuring I'll just take him out after the rest is done, I half sprint to the bathroom to start my enima and put on some make-up (I love it when it gets ruined and I look like the slutty mess I am) once I finished and I double checked myself I put my hair up while I walked to our "storage room". That's what we call it and don't let anyone see inside claiming it's a huge mess. I walk in and see the familiar sight of my favorite room in the whole house. Benches along 2 walls covered in toys, lube, whips, paddles, plugs, clamps as well as various restraints. "Thanks" Molly fetish said with a giggle at her brother's words and the dazed expression on his face as he ogled her tits and pussy. It didn't end my banishment. After she let out a few more orgasms, I think I tried but I’m sure my tanks were dry I slid off and must have falling into a deep sleep. I asked. "Where on earth have you been?" She tried to lift her head, but she was held tight. “About what we did?” Yeeesssss Ddddaaddddyyyyyyy make my asshole cum on your tongue.” "Whatcha guys doing over here?" I pumped away at her. She pushed me back and I didn't resist this time. His tongue ran around my ear lobes. "Don't be mad, but I fucked Becky. He sank down on the other side of the aoi si, lying on his back, staring BDSM up at the tent wall. That didn't bother me as much as I expected and she tasted so sweet. Please Master I cannot take any more. Too bad we didn’t have any. I could feel the organ in my pants start to stiffen as I moved the hair off her breasts and gently blonde touched them. Michael smirked as he imagined Rogers reaction to seeing his sweet older sister on her knees pleasing Michaels big cock. “Sure, why not?” she said. One of your neighbors says they can occasionally blowjob hear what sounds like a spanking coming from your apartment.” I get up without picking up my robe and stand and move my back around a little.