Freedom

He held me tight and cradled me in his arms as our breathing returned to normal. I asked him why he'd made me look at him when I came. He said he wanted to see me, that he saw life in my eyes and I knew exactly what he meant.

I never did get to become the bar-hopping whore I had told him I wanted to become. I've become his whore, and he's introduced me to my own fantasies. Fantasies I was too uptight to express, but he could see. I became his wife on July 5th of this year. I'm happy and loved and finally know what it means to be free. We've done a lot of experimenting in the 15 months we've been together, including sex in his Truck, my first trips to a sex-toy store and my introducing him to anal. Let me know if you are interested and I'll gladly write more.