This is more of a plea for help form people with experience. There is no bragging because, once you read the end, it all went bad….for the record, we had both talked about this a month before, and watched videos and pictures. We went through toys and ideas that worked, and RED/Yellow/Green rules….
On one day, we had an awesome middle of the night flogging (which was her idea). She pulled down her pants, bent over the couch, and asked to be flogged. After a while, I wanted to switch, and she flogged me from the front. After that, she got to her knees, opened to me, and gave me a BJ. During that act, she asked to be flogged lightly across her tits. She said she really liked that. No hard. That was unexpected and yet exciting to me that it would excite her. She never swallowed, and I never came. We just put the flog down, I sat on the floor next to her, and we kissed while mutually masturbating each other. That is how it ended; just the two of us sitting behind the couch, kissing lovingly, stroking each others privates. Not with flogs etc…Excitement that ended with pure genuine, soft Love.
Two nights later, we started another consensual and exciting evening. We started with flogging again. This time show wore wrist restraints like cuffs (not cuffed, just on her like wrist bands, she still had full movement, no restraining at all). I flogged her tits, and she turned and flogged me. I was excited beyond all belief. She had tole me after the first tit flogging (two days earlier) that maybe I could cuff her to the pole in our basement and I could flog her tits that way. So, tonight, after what already started, I stood up and cuffed just her arms behind the pole (Again, her idea). She was so beautiful, and only minimally restrained (actually, her wrists are so small that she can get out of the restraints on her own). But the flogging was just the intro to loving her. She was beautiful, cuffed, a light tit flogging and I needed to take her for a bit. It was exciting, a variety. I slid inside her upside the pole with cuffs. And then I bent her over, and came in from behind. I never orgasmed yet, because I was exploring her, her minimal restraints, her curvy body, soft skin, beautiful hair, those EYES….I wanted to release her and have her mount me on the couch and finish climaxing together.
After a short while, we put on a collar (purely for aesthetics, not to be used, I just love contrast on skin). I showed her the gag ball (with breathing holes), and she lied down on the couch and let me cum on her face. For me it was the most erotic thing ever. And when we were done, we removed everything, and I wiped her off and massaged her. We went to bed and cuddled. Another perfect and exciting finish, except…
The next day, she wouldn’t talk. She wouldn’t make eye contact. She just shut down. I wasn’t sure, was she sick? A Problem? I kept asking her what the problem was, and was worried that it could be related to the night before, but everything was perfect that night. She finally completely broke down, shaking in fear, crying, and it’s been 5 days since and she’s no better. What she admitted was that the whole thing was not what she expected and that she can’t handle what she had done, and our marriage is now completely failing…but she was into it, never gave me a Red or Yellow, and was fine two nights before…I’m lost. What now? Help anyone?
On one day, we had an awesome middle of the night flogging (which was her idea). She pulled down her pants, bent over the couch, and asked to be flogged. After a while, I wanted to switch, and she flogged me from the front. After that, she got to her knees, opened to me, and gave me a BJ. During that act, she asked to be flogged lightly across her tits. She said she really liked that. No hard. That was unexpected and yet exciting to me that it would excite her. She never swallowed, and I never came. We just put the flog down, I sat on the floor next to her, and we kissed while mutually masturbating each other. That is how it ended; just the two of us sitting behind the couch, kissing lovingly, stroking each others privates. Not with flogs etc…Excitement that ended with pure genuine, soft Love.
Two nights later, we started another consensual and exciting evening. We started with flogging again. This time show wore wrist restraints like cuffs (not cuffed, just on her like wrist bands, she still had full movement, no restraining at all). I flogged her tits, and she turned and flogged me. I was excited beyond all belief. She had tole me after the first tit flogging (two days earlier) that maybe I could cuff her to the pole in our basement and I could flog her tits that way. So, tonight, after what already started, I stood up and cuffed just her arms behind the pole (Again, her idea). She was so beautiful, and only minimally restrained (actually, her wrists are so small that she can get out of the restraints on her own). But the flogging was just the intro to loving her. She was beautiful, cuffed, a light tit flogging and I needed to take her for a bit. It was exciting, a variety. I slid inside her upside the pole with cuffs. And then I bent her over, and came in from behind. I never orgasmed yet, because I was exploring her, her minimal restraints, her curvy body, soft skin, beautiful hair, those EYES….I wanted to release her and have her mount me on the couch and finish climaxing together.
After a short while, we put on a collar (purely for aesthetics, not to be used, I just love contrast on skin). I showed her the gag ball (with breathing holes), and she lied down on the couch and let me cum on her face. For me it was the most erotic thing ever. And when we were done, we removed everything, and I wiped her off and massaged her. We went to bed and cuddled. Another perfect and exciting finish, except…
The next day, she wouldn’t talk. She wouldn’t make eye contact. She just shut down. I wasn’t sure, was she sick? A Problem? I kept asking her what the problem was, and was worried that it could be related to the night before, but everything was perfect that night. She finally completely broke down, shaking in fear, crying, and it’s been 5 days since and she’s no better. What she admitted was that the whole thing was not what she expected and that she can’t handle what she had done, and our marriage is now completely failing…but she was into it, never gave me a Red or Yellow, and was fine two nights before…I’m lost. What now? Help anyone?