Story: Training to become my husband’s slut pt 3

I had been reading erotic stories for a while, and it was the ones about Doms and Subs that really turned me on. But it was the stories about masters and slaves that fascinated me the most – the ones where the master’s would make their slaves fuck whoever they wanted. I thought it was just fantasy, but the more I read, the more I found myself thinking about it.

I had always been the one in control in my relationship with Juan, speaking my mind and never letting anyone tell me what to do. People would say that I wore the pants in our relationship, but deep down, I think I wanted to experience what it was like to be a sex slave.

I never brought it up with Juan, but I decided to approach the subject with a compromise.

“I want to talk to you about something,” I said one day.

“What’s going on, my little slut?” Juan asked, a hint of concern in his voice.

“You know I love our sex life, it’s amazing.”

“I sense a ‘but’ coming,” he said, his eyes narrowing.

“But I’d like you to dominate me completely,” I said, my heart racing.

“You like taking some control,” Juan said, a look of surprise on his face.

“I just want to know what it’s like to have no control for the whole time,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

Juan’s eyes lit up with excitement. “I’ve been wanting to take full control of you, but I didn’t think you wanted me to.”

“I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately,” I said, my voice filled with anticipation. “And I’d like to try it.”

Juan nodded, a sly smile spreading across his face. “Okay, let’s do it tonight.”

I spent the rest of the day in a state of anticipation, my mind racing with thoughts of what was to come. When Juan finally called me to come upstairs, I felt a surge of excitement.

“I want you to come into the room completely naked and kneel down with your hands in your lap and bow your head,” he said, his voice firm but gentle.

“You’re not allowed to put your head up until I tell you,” he added, his eyes glinting with mischief.

I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. “Yes, sir.”

I made my way upstairs, my heart racing with excitement. When I entered the room, I saw Juan standing in front of me, his eyes fixed on me with a fierce intensity.

“Are you going to fully submit yourself to me, slut?” he asked, his voice dripping with authority.

“Yes, sir,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

Juan smiled, a look of satisfaction on his face. “I want you to stay kneeling, but you can lift up your head.”

I looked up, and Juan’s eyes locked onto mine. “Suck my cock, slut,” he said, his voice firm but gentle.

I took his cock into my mouth, my heart pounding with excitement. But Juan stopped me, his hand grabbing my head and holding it in place.

“I don’t want teasing,” he said, his voice firm. “I want you to deepthroat my cock, and I’m going to facefuck your slutty mouth.”

I nodded, my heart racing with excitement. I took his cock deep into my mouth, feeling it hit the back of my throat. Juan’s hands held my head in place, and he began to fuck my mouth with his cock.

“Slut, your mouth was made to be fucked by a cock,” he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction.

Juan continued to fuck my mouth for several minutes, his hands holding me in place. I felt a surge of excitement, my body responding to his touch.

Eventually, Juan stopped, pulling his cock out of my mouth. “Get on the bed with your hands up and your legs spread,” he said, his voice firm but gentle.

I nodded, my heart racing with excitement. I got onto the bed, my hands and legs spread wide. Juan tied my hands and legs to the bed, and then put a blindfold on me.

I felt a surge of excitement, my body responding to his touch. Juan took something out of a drawer and slid it down my back, landing it on my ass. I realized it was my paddle.

Juan removed the paddle and smacked my ass with it, hard. I felt a surge of pain, followed by a rush of pleasure. He continued to smack my ass, rotating between my cheeks for several minutes.

After he was done, my ass was on fire, but I felt a sense of satisfaction. I was completely at his mercy, my body responding to his touch.

Juan played with my nipples, using a vibrator to tease me. I felt a surge of excitement, my body responding to his touch.

“You like that, slut?” he asked, his voice dripping with satisfaction.

“Yes, sir,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

Juan continued to play with my nipples, using the vibrator to tease me. Eventually, he moved it to my clit, playing with it for several minutes.

I felt a surge of excitement, my body responding to his touch. I was on the verge of orgasm, but Juan stopped, pulling the vibrator away just as I was about to cum.

“You don’t cum until I give you permission, slut,” he said, his voice firm but gentle.

I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest. “Yes, sir.”

Juan waited until the feeling was gone, then put the vibrator back on my clit. He repeated the process, pulling it away just as I was about to cum.

Finally, he asked me, “Do you want to cum, slut?”

“Yes, sir,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Ask me to make you cum, slut,” he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction.

“Please make me cum, sir,” I said, my voice filled with longing.

Juan smiled, a look of satisfaction on his face. He put the vibrator back on my clit, rubbing it until I had the most powerful orgasm I’d ever had.

I squirted all over, my body shaking with pleasure. Juan pulled out of my body, and I felt a sense of relief wash over me.

Juan got in between my legs, positioning his cock with my pussy. With one big push, his cock was balls deep in my pussy. I felt a surge of excitement, my body responding to his touch.

But Juan slowed down, his pace gentle. “Not yet, slut,” he said, his voice firm but gentle. “It’s not going to be that easy.”

“Please, sir, can I please cum?” I asked, my voice filled with longing.

“You won’t cum until I tell you to, slut,” he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. “This is for my pleasure only.”

Juan fucked me for over a half hour, his pace gentle but firm. I felt a surge of excitement, my body responding to his touch.

Finally, he asked me, “Does my slut want to cum?”

“Yes, sir,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

Juan nodded, a look of satisfaction on his face. “Okay, but I want to cum in your tight ass,” he said, his voice firm but gentle.

Juan untied my legs and hands, and I got on my hands and knees. He didn’t grab the lube, and I felt a surge of excitement as he slid his cock into my ass.

Juan fucked my ass, his pace gentle but firm. I felt a surge of excitement, my body responding to his touch.

Finally, he stopped, his cock pulling out of my ass. I fell onto the bed, exhausted but satisfied.

Juan lay down beside me, rubbing my back. “How was that, my little slut?” he asked, his voice gentle but firm.

“That was amazing,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “Better than I fantasized.”

Juan smiled, a look of satisfaction on his face. “So does that mean you want to do this again, slut?” he asked, his voice dripping with satisfaction.

“Yes, sir,” I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

We lay there together, our bodies exhausted but satisfied. I knew that I had found what I was looking for – a sense of submission and surrender to Juan’s touch.