Begging for Free Use

"I'm going to use you when I want it, where I want it. And you better beg me for it."

I wonder how I got into this situation, naked in the middle of my living room. Yet, I'm the one who accepted this idea of a free use weekend. No matter what my husband asks me, I'll have to submit to his wildest BDSM fantasies. Only my safe word can get me out of these humiliating situations my DOMINANT is imposing on me. And yet… I don't want to say it.

Even if I feel ashamed. I want him to use my body.

Tied to our coffee table or to the ceiling, punished by his hand or a flogger, in a crowded movie theater or in our kitchen… Everything is good to take me from an extreme to another. Pleasure, pain, and shame mingle in an explosive cocktail. And when he wants to take care of my most private entrance, I know ecstasy won't be long to come.

By the end of it, I'll keep begging for more.