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Click here"Breakfast is ready, dear," she said cheerfully. I looked up at her. She had retouched makeup really well and was wearing a white sleeveless shirt that showed just a bit of cleavage, and a simple flowing skirt. She looked both angelic and magnificent, nurturing and all powerful.
I felt myself melting inside, as if my body had become a retort for my psyche. Lena, my wife, stood there, a tower of strength and of love. My whole being responded with a renewed sense of not only love but awe, as if the Goddess Herself were before me. I felt like apologizing to her for resisting and making her work so hard for what she wanted.
As if reading my mind, she said softly, "It's okay dear, I forgive you. You are my most precious thing and I love you so much."
I stood up and went over to her. I got down on my knees and simply said, "Thank you." The universe, and my place in it, had changed. I had thought of myself as a good sub before, but now the world truly was new. Lena took me up into her chest and let me nuzzle between her breasts as she hummed quietly and stroked my back. From this point on, I knew, and loved, my place in Lena's world. I was her husband, yes, but also her pet, her sex toy, her obedient child, someone she protected, nurtured, and absolutely owned.
And Lena did indeed succeed at getting pregnant that night. To be continued...
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 1 year agoWow what a total loser.
Wonder when she'll get another lover.
People see this as fantasy, but there is a deeper meaning in her words.
Anonymousabout 3 years agoWhile not a rape in the literal sense my girlfriend at the time, 5’10”, 248 lbs. came to my apartment shortly after midnight, 11 or 12 years ago. She was drunk and loud. I closed the door behind her as she staggered to the cabinet where my vodka was. As she pulled out the bottle I went to grab it when she quickly set it down, grabbed my arms and pulled me to her. “I’m gettin’ a nightcap”, she hollered. “No you’re not!”, I answered. Well she pushed me back, hard, and I lost my footing, falling to the floor. She outweighed me by 30 pounds at least and She immediately pounced and in our struggle turned me over to my stomach. She held me face down while she laid on my back and roughly “fucked” me. No matter how I tried I couldn’t get up and she eventually wore me down. She rubbed herself to a loud orgasm then fell asleep on my back. I was humiliated and emasculated but realized after that I’d cum in my pajamas. She apologized the following day, then asked me to marry her. We’ve been together 16 years, best female dominated marriage I could ever imagine.
GrrrreatImaginationover 3 years agoThe story is very well told. The rape scene was detailed physically, and less so emotionally (thank you). The story described their consistent FLR/fetish dynamics, throughout the relationship. I hope you get around to continuing this series. I appreciate your story telling - nicely done. I also appreciate your categorizing it accurately.
ShadowRosie and greenman440 raise good points of concern moving forward, While the story is in the Non-Consent/Reluctance category, the overall relationship has BDSM (especially domination/submission) overtones. The power dynamics in such relationships are always a couple standard deviations off the mean (or more), so I'm more optimistic about the relationship's incidence of violence.
ShadowRosieover 3 years agoHubby has lost his ability to be an adult human male. He's on a downward sliding slope and his future is unworthy of a good relationship. He needs help of a psychiatric nature to bring his self worth back to normal.
