This is about my husband Tim ( a construction supervisor) and me Bekka ( a real estate agent). My husband sold me to his drug dealer to pay for his cocaine addiction. The dealer collected the cost of the cocaine by using me as a prostitute for his friends and customers. These are accounts of the many sexual experiences I had. Please click on LIKE if you like my story. All comments are welcome!
My husband, Tim, arrived home at 10pm Friday night. He was tired after driving for 4 hours but glad to see me after being gone for two weeks. I was happy to see him also; and, had told James that I was not available for the weekend. We had a drink and did some coke while we just talked about the job he was working on. I though it best to not say anything about Mr. X or Mario and Trey. The marks on my body needed no de***********ion. To my surprise, he seemed a little distant and didn't comment about them or about what I might have done. We had a nice dinner at home on Saturday and a sex filled evening. I showed him my G-spot simulator and he enjoyed the more intense orgasm I had when we used it. We slept in Sunday morning and had a nice brunch before he had to leave for the last two-weeks of his job assignment.
I continued using my Ben-wa balls and graduated to wearing the next larger butt-plug. I phoned James Tuesday evening to tell him I was available for that weekend. James said it was time for me to visit Mr. BDSM. I tried to talk my way out of that until James explained to me than his deal to supply Tim with coke required me to spend the weekend with Mr. BDSM. I couldn't believe my ears or that Tim would agree to such a thing. At the same time, I knew that to James, a deal was a deal and there was no backing out. He said that Mr. BDSM would pick me up at his house at 7pm Friday night and return me before 6pm on Sunday. He said that he told Mr. BDSM that I was to receive no permanent marks and no injuries that would require a doctors visit. I had no choice but to agree to being there Friday evening.
I received an email from Mr. X the next day wanting another meeting. I didn't respond because I was preoccupied with the thoughts and fears of spending a weekend with Mr. BDSM. I decided to phone James and confess that Mr.X was trying to blackmail me for sex, hoping that he might be able to help. James was sympathetic but said there wasn't much he could do. He said that Mr. BDSM had the connections and influence to solve that problem, and that I should ask him. It was like crawling out of a fire into a furnace.
Mr.X called and was more insistent that I see him Thursday. I agreed to spend the afternoon with him to avoid risking any repercussions. He was alone again and was satisfied with a suck and a fuck. He liked seeing me naked and enjoyed being dominant and making me follow his orders. He always showed me pics and video of my actions at his house warming party to remind me of his threats.
I was nervous and upset Friday afternoon and had a stiff drink and some coke without eating any dinner. I was wearing jeans and a top and didn't feel like changing before meeting with James and Mr.BDSM. I arrived at James house at 7pm as planned just after Mr.BDSM. There was little conversation. Mr.BDSM told me to address him as SIR and handed James a collar to put around my neck. It had a leash and something else attached to it. After it was buckled, SIR demonstrated the attachment, which delivered an electric shock that nearly knocked me off my feet. It was a dog collar. He told me that he would shock me if I disobeyed. He told me to give my cell phone, watch, and purse to James for safekeeping then took the leash and walked me out to a large black SUV parked at the curb. His driver opened the rear side door for me to enter. He was a huge man and as black as coal. SIR said we were going to his country estate. He didn't want me to know its location, so he took a black hood from his pocket and placed it over my head saying he would shock me if I tried to remove it. We drove for 2-3 hours with little conversation. The driver commented to SIR that I was a nice one. SIR said "yes, Ali, we'll have a lot of fun with this one". It was dark outside when we arrived and SIR led me up a few steps and into the house before removing the hood.
We were in a grand marble floor entry with halls leading in three directions. I was frightened for what might follow. But, SIR asked me if I was hungry, which I was, and ordered Ali to bring some snacks to the map room, where he escorted me and sat by my side. Ali brought a bottle of wine and finger sandwiches. SIR said that he wanted to expose me to the joys of BDSM and that it would be my choice whether to pursue that or not. When we finished, it was getting late and SIR suggested that we get some sleep in preparation for tomorrow. He led me to a guest bedroom and said he would see me in the morning. I undressed and slept in only my panties.
Ali woke me at 7am in the morning and pulled back the covers; smiling when he saw my naked tits. He was wearing black pants and a black shirt. He told me to take a bath or shower and clean myself using the appropriate utensils. He took a long white robe from the closet and said for me to put it on when I was finished, but to leave everything else off. I used the toilet and found a cylindrical douching wand in the shower, which I used to clean my vagina and rectum. Ali returned after an hour just as I was putting on the robe. Then, he led me to the kitchen and fed me bacon and eggs, which had been prepared by the cook.
After eating, Ali led me down two flights of stairs and a hallway to a large furnished room with book shelves on two walls. He pulled open one of the bookshelves to reveal a steel door with an electronic combination lock. He worked the combination and led me inside. The room was dark with no windows but he flicked a switch and spotlights turned on to reveal a variety of padded benches and tables and other BDSM furniture beneath the spotlights. The walls had cabinets and racks where a number of whips, floggers, and ropes hung. Then Ali took my arm in his large beefy hand and led me to a spot under a hanging rope and told me to stay. He took off my robe and buckled wrist restraints to my wrists, and attached their D-rings to a metal connector on the rope. He then pulled the rope lifting my arms over my head and tied it off at the wall. He walked back to me and smiled, showing his bright white teeth against his pitch black face as he inspected my body.
SIR arrived a few minutes later and Ali took his position in front of the door. SIR ran his fingers through my blonde hair; then he viciously slapped my face. He told me that the room was sound-proof and that I would be severely punished if I wasn't cooperative. He said he was going to hurt me in various ways to gauge my reactions and test my limits. He said I might even enjoy some of it.
Then he got a leather flogger from the wall and began whipping my ass, and thighs. There was a little sting to it but mostly made my skin pink and feeling warm. After about 20 strokes, he moved to my front and gave me 20 more from my tits to my thighs. The flogger made my tits bounce upon contact and feel warm and turn pink. He did a couple on my pussy. After whipping each side, he inquired how it made me feel. I said that it made me feel warm; but, that it didn't hurt too much. He said that that flogger was for impact play and was intended as a warm-up. Then he retrieved a "crop" that was about 2 ft. long and had a 2-3" leather tongue on the end of a plastic shaft. He explained that he bought only the best equipment and would let me experience all of it over time. He stung my ass with the first stroke and hit me harder for a few more strokes until I was moving to avoid it. Then he gave me 3 strokes on each tit, which stung like hell and caused bruises to quickly appear. Next, he wrapped each of my tits with rope until they bulged and applied suckers to my nipples. The suckers made my nipples more sensitive and caused them to elongate. Then he attached nipple clamps which hurt badly. Even with the pain, I could feel my pussy responding as it always does when my tits are manipulated.
SIR became kinder then and caressed my body with his hands, hugged me, and tongued my ear. He got a vibrator and held it against my clit while he fingered my ass until my juices were dripping on the floor. He stopped leaving me on the edge of an orgasm. Then, he lubed my ass with my juices and worked his cock inside. His cock was not nearly as big as Mario and Trey and it went in without much pain. He fucked my ass holding and pulling on the nipple clamps until he blew his cum in me. The vibrator on my clit combined with the pain in my nipples and his cock in my ass took me back to the edge of an orgasm; but, again, it was denied.
SIR motioned for Ali to come over and asked him if he wanted to taste me. Ali was happy for the opportunity and licked my pussy saying that I tasted good. I could see the bulge of Ali's cock through his pants and SIR caught me looking. He told Ali that I liked black cocks and suggested that Ali show me his. Ali dropped his pants to reveal a mammoth cock that hung almost to his knees. It was bigger than Mario and Trey's cocks. I gasped when I saw it and wanted to touch it; but, my arms were restrained. SIR said that Ali was from a tribe of warriors in Africa that bred their men to be large and have large penises. Then SIR unbound my tits, removed the clamps, and released me from the overhead rope. The pain in my tits had ebbed but now returned as the blood flowed back into them. He had Ali get a wash cloth and clean my ass and pussy.
SIR led me to a padded table with stirrups on one end like in a doctors office and told me to lie down. He restrained my wrists to one end of the table and while Ali strapped my legs onto the stirrups. SIR went to a cabinet and brought back a speculum and held it for me to see. He said that he wanted to inspect my vagina and do some things to see how I reacted. Then he inserted the speculum and spread it wide. The overhead spotlight beamed directly on my pussy. He retrieved a tool with a pointed end from the cabinet. First, he prodded my cervix, causing me to squirm from the pain and inserted the end. He said my cervix was very responsive and retracted. Next, he inserted the point in my pee hole and slid it inside a few inches causing me to squirm more. When he pulled it out, he commented that it was clear that it pained me, but unusual that I didn't yell or say anything. I wasn't vocal when he whipped me either. He indicated that he would need to test me further on that.
He had sent Ali to the kitchen, while he conducted my procedure. When he returned, they released me from the restraints and Ali gave me some noodle soup to eat. I heard the click of the door locking when they left the room.
They returned an hour later and restrained me on the same table as before. SIR wheeled a black box on a stand to the table and took some wires and accessories from a cabinet. He asked me if I had any experience with electricity; to which I said no. He told me that electricity could be used to inflict both pleasure and pain; and, that he was going to test me on both of those things. First, he attached small pads on opposite sides of my nipples on each tit and plugged a wire into each pad and the other end to the black box. He flicked a switch and lights on the box lit. Turning a knob caused me to feel a tingling in my tits, which was pleasurable. I told him that when asked. He turned the knob again and asked how that felt. I said there was a little pain but that it was still pleasurable. Another twist of the knob raised the pain level to 4 on a scale of 0-10. When the pain level reached 6, my tits were buzzing and feeling like they were burning. It was a very strange feeling that was also stimulating. Ali mentioned that my pussy was wet. SIR flicked another switch on the box and the current began pulsing every 5 seconds. Then he lubed a metal phallus, plugged another wire to it and the box, and inserted it in my vagina. Twisting a knob caused the same mild tingling as I had felt in my tits. He increased the voltage like he did with my tits; and, each time my pelvic muscles would contract and I began to squirt. Both SIR and Ali appeared happy to see that. When the pain level reached 6, I had an intense orgasm. My body was wet with perspiration and my pelvic muscles were cramping. SIR said "PERFECT" and they removed the wires and my restraints.
Ali led me back to my bedroom and instructed me to shower, fix my hair, and put on a nice dress, which he took from the closet. He said he would be back when it was time for dinner. During my shower I thought how I had gone from faithful wife to submissive whore in a matter of months. James and his friends had turned me into a sexual animal. But, the sex was amazing!
SIR and I had dinner alone together in a large dinning room with crystal chandeliers. We ate a small salad followed by a dish of chicken with a French sauce, some rice and beans. Desert was creme broulee. We drank a white wine with dinner and a strong liquor after desert. During dinner, SIR complemented me on how well I had done and that I handled pain very well. He said that pleasure and pain were partners in an advanced relationship and that my ability to orgasm after pain indicated that I enjoyed it. Then, he asked me how I felt about that. I responded honestly that I had never experienced anything like that before and that it was very intense. I said that my orgasms were off the charts. SIR was very pleased with my response and asked if I would like to continue our relationship and maybe take it to another level. Another level, I thought? What would that entail? I didn't say that out loud; but, said yes. I reminded him that I worked and was married; and, that our relationship would be limited to weekends. He agreed, saying that he had to attend to business during the week and only had time on the weekend. He reminded me that I went without drugs this weekend; but, that he would supply me if I wanted them.
After dinner, we sat in his den, drank some rare bourbon, and listened to music while chatting. He was romantic and caressed my arm and body for a couple hours. Then, he led me to his bedroom and kissed me before undressing me. His bed was turned down and I sat waiting for him to undress. He did that in the bathroom and returned naked with a stiff cock. He presented it for me to suck; and, I licked it and sucked his nuts, giving him my best blowjob. In bed, SIR took his time sucking my tits and licking my pussy taking me to the edge of an orgasm. Then he turned me over and slapped/spank my ass a few times to remind me he was the dominant. I rolled over and he fucked my pussy for over an hour giving me two orgasms.
I woke up in the morning next to him and laid there waiting for him to waken. When he did, I sucked his morning wood and swallowed his cum. We showered together in his large shower and he soaped and washed my body. He used a douche wand to clean my vagina. After drying off and fixing my hair, he gave me a fresh robe to wear to breakfast. During breakfast, I thought it was time to tell him about my blackmailer M. X, and asked if he could help me. He recorded Mr. X address and said he would take care of it. Also, I gave him my address and cell number.
Ali returned after breakfast and led me back to the dungeon. SIR followed and said my visit would not be complete without some lasting bruises. They restrained my wrists and ankles to the hanging rope again and SIR got a whip from the wall. The whip, he described, was a single tail intended to leave marks on my skin. He gave me several lashes on my ass and tits which stung and left red welts. He gave Ali the pleasure of rubbing my tits and ass with a cream to ease the pain.
When it was time to return me to James, SIR returned my clothing and said he was comfortable to not making me wear the hood. He sat in back chatting with me over the 2 plus hour drive back to the city. Upon arrival at James house, they said "until next time" and let me off at the curb.
James let me in the door and introduced me to his "new girl" and a tattoo artist, who was inking the tattoo of a spade on her ass. The girl was Mexican and looked barely of legal age. She was naked, slender, had big tits, and was stoned out of her mind. James explained that the "new girl" had been recruited by one of his lieutenants as a full-time whore. He offered me a tattoo and I declined. Then, he returned my purse, phone, and car keys and I drove home.
My welts bothered me during the night Sunday; and, I got up to put some aloe on them before going back to bed. It felt strange returning to the real estate office Monday morning, considering my weekend adventure, and I had to make-up a story when people asked about my weekend. There were a couple of new listings; but, the lack of buyers caused business to remain slow. Not good when your lifestyle depends on commissions. After making a few phone calls and mailing flyers for the new listings, I left the office in the early afternoon and returned home. There, I inspected my welts and applied more aloe. I remembered my Ben-wa balls and inserted them in my pussy, which was not sore for the first time in weeks. I opened the weekend mail and just lolled around the house the rest of the afternoon. The Ben-was kept me stimulated and my mind drifted back to Ali's mammoth cock. So, I got my 12" black dildo, lubed it up, and gave it a workout. It took a while to work all of it inside me; and, I fantasized that it was Ali's cock stuffing my pussy. It gave me a blissful orgasm. As I was lying in bed that night, I wondered where all of this was taking me. I realized, for the first time that, where ever that was, it wasn't with Tim.
I was almost out of coke, so I called James on Tuesday and asked for some. He said that I knew the price and that he would line up some customers for Wednesday afternoon. I arrived at James house at 1pm, stripped down, and sat on the couch naked as before. James gave me a snort of coke and was not surprised when he saw the welts on my tits and ass, which were still very visible. He commented that it might take a week for them to disappear. The first customer turned out to be a repeat customer from weeks before. The second one was new. Both were surprised to see my welts; yet, they were comfortable with squeezing my tits and slapping my ass. The first one, after fondling me, just wanted to fuck my pussy. He gave my Ben-wa excited pussy an orgasm, then shot his cum in my mouth. The new guy sucked on my tits and explored all my holes with his fingers. Then, he wanted a blowjob and also came in my mouth. I realized that it was the first cum I had eaten in over a week; and, I savored the taste. James also wanted a blowjob before I left and gave me a bag of coke to take home. He wanted to set-up a gang bang for me and his "new girl" and said he would call me with the details.
SIR called me on Thursday to tell me that Mr.X had been taken care of; and, that he had possession of the laptop with my videos on it. He didn't go into details and I thought it best not to ask. We talked about Tim coming home the next day and getting together the following weekend. He was aware that Tim had agreed for me to spend the prior weekend with him and seemed to expect his future cooperation. I knew what James was planning, but not when, and said I would get back to him on Monday.
Tim returned Friday night, tired and pensive as before. He asked me for some coke and we snorted a couple lines while drinking and watching a TV show before bed. He saw my still noticeable welts when I undressed, but said nothing. He was asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. In the morning, over breakfast, he told me that his bosses were unhappy with his performance. He said the job he was on was running over its scheduled completion time; and, that he would have to leave again Sunday night and stay until it was finished. I wondered if his coke habit was to blame; but, tried to console him saying I understood and that we would get through it. At the same time, I knew I would be free next weekend for whatever James or SIR had planned. We had a fun night together having both vaginal and anal sex. It was comfortable, but not as exciting as before.