Loving Submission

Ava nodded as he described what he was going to do to her.

"I won't ask you to stop. My husband is my lord and master." She smiled as the last words left her pretty mouth. She knew the word master aroused him the last time she called him that.

She laid her hands on his thighs.

"I am all yours. Do as you wish."
 
Theodore Charles stood, his semi hard cock brushing her forehead as he did. He grabbed the bag and then lifted Ava off the floor. He carried her to the bed and he tossed the bag onto it next to her.

Opening the bag he pulled out rope and leather straps, shoeing each piece to her as he pulled it out. He picked her left leg up at the knee and pushed her ankle back until it almost touched the back of her thigh. Taking a piece of rope he wrapped it around her bent leg, pinning calf to thigh, and angled out. He repeated the process with her right leg.

He looked at the results and asked, "If it is not too tight and you already for the next part, grab your ankles and hold on."
 
Ava found herself getting excited as she felt the ropes against her skin. Her husband's strong hands sliding over her skin. She felt her nipples hardening and her sex growing wet.

Theodore Charles moved her trim body into position. Then she grabbed her ankles as he told her to do.

"It isn't too much." She whispered breathlessly.
 
Theodore Charles tied Ava's wrists to the ropes holding her ankles to her thighs, effectively pinning her legs wide open. He trailed a finger inside her thigh moving from knee to crotch.

He traced around her labia making sure not to touch her sex at all, but focusing her attention to it. Over and over he trailed his finger around her; watching the petite woman's sex get wetter with each caress. As her flower opened up her scent filled his nostrils.

He grabbed her hips and moved her around until Ava's head dangled off the bed. He fed his cock to her bit by bit while resuming the previous teasing of her cunt. "I am going to fuck your face soon, wife. You have until then to cum. If yoy don't i won't give you an orgasm at all until the very end of the night."

He pulled his cock out of her mouth and looked down at her. If you cum before I do fuck your face, I will give you many Orgasms this night."

With that he slowly slid his cock back in between her full lips.
 
Ava suckled on her husband as he teased her exposed sex. Ava moaned with her lips around him. She teased him with her tongue. She was learning to please him.

She did her best to give herself over to his touches. To not think of the events of the day. To just enjoy the giving and receiving of pleasure.

Ava found herself getting more and more aroused. She could feel herself getting wetter. And then his fingers brushed against her clit.

Ava felt her breath catch and then her orgasm washed over her with such power that she almost lost his cock from her mouth.
 
Theodore Charles laughed gently as his wife's orgasm rattled her body, and caused her to momentarily spit his cock out before sucking it back down into her mouth. He pulled out of her, "Good wife," he said warmly. "Now it is my turn."

He picked her up, spun her around and flipped her over. Putting her back on the bed, her face and knees were on the mattress and her ass stuck up for easy access. Her pussy was gaping wide, and juices coated her, forming a slick sheen.

Grabbing her hips, he pulled her back and aimed his cock at her pussy. Slamming it home in one hard thrust he moaned a moment before raising and lowering himself on the balls of his feet, waggling his cock inside her.

With his next thrust, Theodore Charles wrapped his hand with her hair and pulled back until her tits barely brushed the duvet. Hard powerful thrusts ensued, the sound of his hips slamming into her ass filled the chamber, and beyond.
 
Ava cried out sharply when he bottomed out inside of her. Ava was like a little beast, trussed up and whimpering for more.


Ava was helpless and hungry for him. She mewled like a kitten, begging for more.

Her sex was slick but tight, her body tightening around him as she climaxed again.


"Please" was the only word she managed to get out.
 
The "please" registered as Theodore Charles was at the height of his back stroke. He paused, one hand on each hip, holding his trussed up wife like a slab of erotic beef.

He looked down and saw that her thighs were completely slick with a thick coating of her quim. "Please what, wife," he demanded.

He shifted his hands so that his thumbs spread her ass wide. "Do you want me to stop fucking you?" His voice lilting, almost taunting almost playful. "Is that it? Your pussy is so sore you want me to take my pleasure elsewhere tonight?"
 
Ava whimpered. "Please, more..." She shook with desire. Ava was exposed and powerless and the muscles in her thighs were starting to shake.

"I will deny you nothing, Love."

Ava felt as if she was fuzzy around the edges.
 
Theodore Charles slammed his cock home again rattling her tiny frame with the force of his stroke. His hands spread her ass cheeks out so he could see her winking star and he smiled with the thought of taking that again.

For now though, he concentrated on slamming his cock through her body. He began spanking her lightly with each out stroke his his cock. On the hard down stroke he felt his balls slamming into her clit. harder and harder he slammed himself into her until he was draped over her back, and his cock was pummeling the front wall of her pussy.
 
Ava's cries echoed down the halls of the manor house. Her body was shaking and she was so full of desire that the sheets underneath her were wet. His cock and his hands were relentless. Her ass was stinging and growing redder by the moment.

His cock pounded away at her. Ava screamed as another climax washed over her. She strained against her bonds but Theodore had her helpless and completely his.

And before she knew it another and another orgasm washed over her.
 
If Theodore Charles had any reservations about tying his wife up before they were gone as her orgasms exploded from her one after another. They were so violent and copious that her fluids soaked him from his navel down.

He continued hammering away at her through each orgasm drawing it out as long as he could. She would know that she was well fucked before he was done with her this night.

He began spanking Ava with each back stroke; his hands leaving bright pink imprints on each cheek. His eyes followed her soft ass as it flowed in conflicting patterns in response to his hips and hands.
 
Ava cried out as his strikes became harder. Her ass was imprinted with his splayed handprints.

"It hurts." She whimpered, but she didn't ask him to stop. Her muscles burned and she longed to stretch her arms and legs.

"I am yours. I am yours."

Her muscles trembled uncontrollably.
 
"I am yours. I am yours."

Six words. Six short simple words that meant the world. Her world was his now to do with as he wished.

And he wished for a lot.

As the last s sound trailed out of Ava's mouth, Theodore Charles lost control for a moment and came.

Hard.

He filled her womb with his seed, and after a minute he wondered if his balls would ever stop spewing deep inside her. Once they did, he shuddered and collapsed on top of Ava, pinning her to the bed.

He rolled off her after a couple minutes and untied her. He rubbed her wrists and ankles getting the blood to flow back into her hands and feet.
 
Ava couldn't have walked if she had tried. She was melted against the sheets. She whispered thank yous as her husband untied her and put her into a restful pose. She shivered as he rubbed her wrists and hands. He pulled a coverlet over her glistening skin. He smoothed her hair from her face.

And all she wanted was more of his touch and his words and his tenderness. She felt full of emotion and tiny aftershocks coursed through her muscles.

She pressed tiny kisses to his fingers and the backs of his hands. He pulled her against his strong chest and she pressed tightly to him as if she would never let go.
 
Theodore Charles settled in with Ava, with her half draped over him. Her soft mouth delivering a series of child like kisses onto him. He soothed her hair letting his fingers tangle in the dark mass. Bit by bit he worked the major tangles out while her mouth peppered him with needful kisses.

He kissed the crown of her head and cooed softly, " Sleep wife and recover your strength. Tomorrow we adventure."
 
Ava snuggled against him tightly. The heat of his skin took away the chill from her damp skin. She found she was exhausted and before long was sound asleep. Ava slept soundly. The worries of war and family intrigue left her alone until almost dawn.

As the horizon began to warm to a rosy gold, Ava awakened. She watched her husband as he slept. She was afraid of her uncle's scheming and she feared her husband going to war. She knew she loved him and didn't want to lose him.
 
Theodore Charles woke to see his wife staring at him. She had a concerned look on her face and he furrowed his brows. "What is the matter wife? What could worry you so much that you forgot your morning duty to me?"
 
She shook her head. "I didn't forget. I just wanted to let you sleep."

She leaned down and kissed his chest, she kissed down his belly and then nuzzled his cock. She took him in her mouth, suckling sweetly. Her eyes stayed on his as she sucked him.
 
Best part of the day, Theodore Charles thought as his wife sucked his already hard cock into her mouth. She had scooted down his body, and thus her body was beyond his reach. He instead grasped a handful of hair and with pleasure closing his eyes he enjoyed the sensation of his lovely wife sucking his cock.

One hand cupped his balls, the other gently stroking his cock as her mouth wetly glided up and down his shaft. He pulled her mouth off of him gently then guided her into a squatting position over his cock.

"AAs slowly as you can, sit on my cock wife."
 
Ava slowly lowered herself on his cock. She moaned softly as he filled her. Her thighs shook.

She took his hands and placed them on her hips.

"I love the feel of your fingers biting into my skin. It makes me feel owned." She whispered softly.

She ground her body against his, rubbing her slit against his strong body.

His fingers possessing her. She arched her back, relishing the feeling of being full of him.

"I love being yours." She whispered.
 
Theodore Charles ran one hand from his wife's hip to her neck, where he wrapped his strong violent hand around her throat. "You are owned, wife," he replied. "As surely as the sun is rising, you are mine to do with as I see fit."

Almost as if he were proving his point, Theodore Charles rolled her onto her back. "Today we will press your limits."
 
Ava gasped when his hand closed around her throat. She nodded acknowledging that she was indeed his.

Then he pressed her back into the bed, she cried out sharply in surprise.

"I will do whatever you ask." She offered in almost a whisper.
 
Theodore Charles began ramming himself into his wife harder and harder. The sole intention to fuck her into a submission he had never known before.

His cock felt like it was expanding with each of Ava's declarations of submission and he found it more appealing than he ever would have guessed.

He looked down at her and as he began to cum, he growled almost menacingly, "Then give me a son."
 
Ava whimpered with her slam into her body. He fucked her so hard, she thought he might lift her from the bed.

She wanted to scramble away but she was still bound.

She heard him growl that he wanted a son.

"I will, husband. I will." She stammered.
 
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