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A new fear takes hold. It's not that I had forgotten who my husband was, what he was capable of, or all the ways he could control me.
I had forgotten how high he makes me feel in these moments. How any taboo act, whether between us or others, he can turn into something exciting—something that spikes my adrenaline to the point I can't see straight.
He snarls, "You will come home with me. This ends tonight."
The biggest thing I forgot about Riggs is he always gets his way. And I'm the fool for assuming I'm capable of fighting him. All I want to do right now is give in.
I almost agree. Then I see the green blinking light from the corner of my eye. It's a reminder that he's recording me and can do whatever he wants with the footage.
And that little light is the new thorn in our marriage.
16
Riggs
Ithought she'd use the safe word when I asked Papi for permission to record our session. No matter what I said, though, she wouldn't cave.
And now, I'm past the point of feeling like I'm in control. It's been too long since I got to dominate my wife. Her determination to defy me is still there, but she's different than before.
The naivety is gone. She's gotten into my world deeper than I ever thought she would go. She's curious about more things. She claims she didn't come here to find another Dom, but I don't believe her.
So I'll remind her exactly why she married me, even if it requires me torturing myself, like right now. The ache my body's felt for too many weeks is finally getting some relief. Yet I can't give in and allow myself my pleasure.
Not yet.
I'm not coming until I get her home tonight. Once she's in my bed, begging me, that's when I'll freely release inside her. Then I'm going to wake her up and do it again in the morning. But until then, I have to be careful. It would be easy to forget my discipline and give myself instant gratification.
My pet's body grips me like a vise, and I grit my teeth, thrusting faster, watching her reaction, then slowing down to stop myself from passing the point of no return.
Her body's trembling, and it's everything I've been craving. Nothing haunted me more than how she is when she's doing everything in her power not to give in to the high she wants.
The moaning in the room grows louder. I don't look at anyone except my wife, yet I know the activities taking place. There isn't a Dom or sub not involved in some perverse action right now, and it all adds to the heightened atmosphere.
Blakely's eyes open and close quickly. Her lips part, her breath hitches, and the flush in her face is more beautiful than I remember. She keeps her eyes on Papi and his subs and whimpers, "Please, Sir. Please!"
I murmur in her ear, "Please, what?"
Her voice cracks, "Let me come!"
"No. Not permitted," I answer, then glance at Papi's female subs. I ask, "Is that what you want? Someone else to eat your pussy?"
She scrunches her face, her lips trembling.
"Answer me," I order and tear the wax off her arms.
"Oh," she whimpers, blinking quickly.
"Tell me. Who do you want to eat your pussy?" I repeat.
"You. Only you!" she states.
"I don't believe you," I admit.
She tries to turn her head toward me.
I put my cheek next to hers, keeping her focus on the scene in front of us. I stop thrusting but keep my dick inside her. I mutter, "Rule eleven."
She swallows hard, furrowing her eyebrows.
