Your Wife Craves Her Dom

She craves what you cannot give her. That’s why she goes to him when he calls. That’s why she drops everything and slips into the lingerie he likes. That’s why get a quick peck on the cheek before she runs out.

That’s why she says, “I don’t know how late I’ll be. Don’t wait up for me.”

She doesn’t know what her evening will hold. All she knows is that it he’s going to dominate her. He’s going to offer her what she craves, what you can’t give her despite your best efforts.

You’ve tried before. You tried so hard. You studied how to dominate her. You listened to what she wanted and needed. You just couldn’t deliver. You don’t have it in you.

You’re a submissive. That’s what comes naturally to you. That’s what thrills you. He’s a dom. He knows how to take control of your wife. He knows how to give her exactly what she needs.

His touch sends shivers of pleasure up her spine and down her legs. She gets wet just knowing his strong hands are going to be all over her body. She gets excited thinking about how he’s going to show her what it means to submit.

When he tells her to strip, your wife does so without question. When he points to the couch, she gets on her hands and knees and offers him her body. When his fingers move between her ass cheeks and gently caress her pussy, she moans.

“Please, fuck me,” she says, knowing full well that their evening has just begun and it will likely be hours before he gives her the pleasure of plunging his big cock into her wet pussy.

He says nothing as his fingers push into her wet pussy. She moans loudly. Her body tingles with submissive pleasure. She feels like she could cum in an instant.

“Are you going to be a good girl for me?” he asks.

“Yes, daddy,” she says, using the pet name that thrills them both.

He rubs her pussy, teasing her with his skilled fingers. A fog of pleasure fills her brain. Her fingers and toes tingle. She’s right on the edge of orgasm. Your wife wants to cum, but she knows she needs his permission.

“May I cum, daddy?” she asks.

He removes his fingers from her pussy and spanks her ass. He’s punishing her for even asking, but he knows that the pain turns her on even more.

“No, you may not,” he answers before spanking her ass again.

She cries out and pushes her hips back towards him. She needs his fingers inside her. She needs to feel him.

He rubs his fingers over her wet, eager pussy again. “Whose pussy is this?” he asks in a calm, confident voice.

“It’s yours, daddy. You own my pussy,” she answers.

Two fingers push into her once more. Her thighs are trembling. She craves the release that only he can provide her, yet she wants him to continue to deny her. She wants to be on the edge of orgasm for hours. She wants him to push her into a place of beautiful, blissful submission.

The fun is just beginning. She’ll cum, but only when he gives her permission. Until then, her body is his to enjoy.