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Rhea was completely malleable in her wife’s hands. She easily rolled onto her back and allowed herself to be pulled back to the end of the bed. Instead of draping her legs over the edge, however, she kicked her knees into the air and opened her thighs as if she were welcoming her wife home.
“I hope you’re finding the new terms of our marital contract agreeable so far,” Paige sweetly said as she pulled her hair back into a ponytail before removing her bra. Rhea would say yes to anything if it meant watching those beautiful breasts bounce before her eyes. “I know it’ssoone-sided, but I can’t help it anymore. I’m at the worst impasse of my life. What I want is someone more than a wife.” Her bra landed on Rhea’s chest, covering her nipple clamps while tickling her tender skin beneath them. “I want a wretch who will do whatever I tell her.”
Paige lowered her underwear far enough to show off a patch of blond hair beneath. Rhea’s eyes remained fixated there as her wife inserted their bullet vibrator into the bottom part of her new purchase. The shorter end soon disappeared between Paige’s pelvis and her underwear. As she stood with an erect member made of something besides her flesh, Rhea cursed the world for not letting her touch herself. Didn’t it realize howimportantthat was?
“Do you think that’s you?” Paige’s hands were on her hips as she stood straight at the end of the bed. She was perfectly framed between Rhea’s opened knees. “Are you my personal plaything who won’t complain when I use her like this?”
“Do whatever you want,” Rhea said, still lost in the haze this moment brought her. “I’m yours.” She couldn’t be a part of Paige any quicker.
With a satisfied grunt, Paige hopped on the bed and looped her hands beneath Rhea’s knees. She was brought forward, her handcuffed hands caught between her body and the bed covers. The nipple clamps attached to her breasts clinked against her chest and insinuated that she looked as slovenly as she felt, with her shirt and bra still gathered around her throat while Paige’s lingerie fell to one side of her torso. Rhea tried to keep her eyes open. She wanted to see her wife’s half-naked body for the goddess-like statue it was.
Yet she couldn’t keep her eyes open. She was too entranced with where her imagination took her in the coming minutes.
She was back on that college campus, watching Paige from afar. She was with some other girl – someone Rhea didn’t know and didn’t want to know.She doesn’t matter. Who was with Paige before me doesn’t matter.All Rhea knew was that Paige was the one. She had the finesse of a woman who knew what she was about and what she wanted from life. She got what she wanted… shefuckedwho she wanted. For Paige Powell, sex with someone else was merely enlightened masturbation. Whoever lay beneath her was granted access to a whirlwind of fast and ready ecstasy.
Rhea wanted to be that one. The sex-starved and somewhat suppressed girl she used to be couldn’t imagine any other existence than one where Paige finally looked in her direction and decided“That one.”
Rhea was finally the girl whose disheveled clothing and early-morning walk of shame branded her as another willing accomplice to Paige’s games. She had been tossed about a dorm room bed until the neighbors complained and the RA got involved. She missed her first class the following day because she was still too sore to walk and too wrapped up in the memories of what Paige had done to her in only an hour.I can still hear her orgasmic cries as she uses me.Rhea had been born to do many things with her life, but she wasn’t ashamed to say that servicing Paige Powell in the bedroom was at the top of the list of accomplishments.
She was at the peak of her new memories when she felt Paige thrust into her as if she were powered by something beyond the eager need to fuck her plaything.
The sound flying free from Rhea’s throat was much louder in her head than out loud. As Paige likewise grunted and groaned, treating her wife like something to be penetrated as indelicately as possible, Rhea internally screamed in ecstasy. It was like her whole body was so wrapped up in what happened to it that she completely forgot how to make a single sound.
Paige was capable of doing so much more, though.
She said the dirtiest things that Rhea had ever heard come out of that pretty mouth. The woman who approached her public videos with sophistication and professionalism now spat the vilest words Rhea had ever heard in their fifteen years together.Tell me more.Rhea wanted to know how so much farther below she was to this gifted goddess who wielded a sex toy like she was no stranger to using it for her pleasure, whether by herself or with a lucky woman.I’m the lucky one.It wasn’t an accident. Rhea was the only one who could take it like the one destined to be with Paige.
“Fucking you is the easiest thing in the world.” Paige said that after pulling out long enough to crash back into Rhea only a second later. The third time was the real charm, though. Not only did Paige hit her target perfectly, but Rhea had found the best position for her hips to receive her wife’s love as efficiently as possible. Only now did she feel the forlorn pinch of the nipple clamps as the chain rattled across her chest with every one of Paige’s unrelenting thrusts. “That’s the real reason I married you. I wanted access tothispussy whenever I needed it. Like right now. I’d ask how it is…” Paige grunted hard enough to shake the bed when she reached between their meeting hips and turned on the vibrator. Almost instantly, Rhea finally cried out in pleasure strong enough to echo between the hotel room walls. “But I don’t care.”
Every time she said,“I don’t care,”Rhea was taken to yet another place that called to her from afar.I care. I care so much it hurts me when you don’t use me.For years, Rhea had waited. She was the patient girlfriend who offered sweet kisses and funny jokes whenever Paige was feeling down. They made tender love and, yes, sometimes took it up a few notches when passion prevailed. They married. They made a home. They had been through a lot, including a sexual dry spell that had almost driven Rhea crazy. Because what shewantedwas this: Paige’s undying desire to fuck her wife into oblivion.
Not only was Rhea on the receiving end of Paige’s strong and heavy thrusts, but her wife had made it clear. This was aboutherpleasure, not Rhea’s. Exactly the kind of thing that all but ensured that Rhea would orgasm almost as soon as they began.
With every sensation coming from every direction? It wasn’t difficult to understand why.
Surely, Paige said more dirty things. This time, Rhea couldn’t hear them. She was lost to her own pounding heart, the buzz of the vibrator, the squeak of the bed, and her own tumultuous cries that threatened to ruin her voice. She wished that this hotel suite was as cheap as a public university dorm. Rhea needed the whole world to hear what a good little wretch she was.
I am the best. I am the only one a woman like her ever needs.
And she knew Paige needed her. Why else would she be fucking Rhea with such intensity? With her sweat dripping down her perfectly made face, her breasts moving to the beat of her thrusts, and that perpetual growl marking Rhea as property of no one but Paige.
Soon, Rhea saw and heard nothing. She only felt free.
She lay on her side, naked, any and all apparatuses removed from her body. Rhea’s face was submerged between two large pillows as she caught her breath and experienced the tender and hallowed kisses of her wife.
That kiss had originally begun on her lips shortly after Paige finished their scene. Yet Rhea was too overwhelmed to reciprocate. So, here she was, the tired and worn-out toy of a woman who could have kept going all afternoon.
When Rhea finally opened her eyes and lifted her head, she saw Paige before her, patiently waiting for her wife to rejoin the world.
“Talk about that being something else…” Rhea almost couldn’t say the words. She was still too tired.
Paige had pulled one of the hotel bathrobes over her shoulders. “I may have been inspired by something I read lately.”
Thatwas what roused Rhea from her stupor. “You didn’t…”
“We can hash it out later. Right now, I want to admire how beautiful you are in this light. You’ve got a great body. Have I mentioned that lately?”
Rhea gave up the thought of arguing over Paige reading stories she had no business snooping through.I don’t care right now.Later. They could discuss itlater.
