These are split up exactly as I sent them to her. Each section with a picture. ——— Text 1 was a close up of her wetness when she came home one day after some texts like this. —————————- She came home knowing something was up, he looked at her with the normal animal lust he always did, but today it had a hint of something else. He’d sent her a text complete with pictures just before she left work and the dampness it caused had almost gone away; but his look brought back and she felt the moisture start to build, her hear start to race, and she knew, she could smell he had something planned. Was it what he had written earlier about tying her down to their bed and trying to make her squirt and soak the sheets so he could sleep in it. It couldn’t be that as the kids were home, he might force them to nap, but what about the noise? She thought, “what if he simply doesn’t care, what if he is going to have his way whether the kids like it or hear it.

Text 2 is a pic of her strapped to the bed blindfolded with a rabbit inserted ———————

As she finished the thought he commanded the kids to their beds for “Mandatory family nap time” as he hand cupped her ass and his fingers probed her wetness through her clothes. She almost came just from that, knowing that today he was beyond horny and had entered a lust filled zone she almost feared. She just knew she would soon be naked her dripping wetness exposed to him. Likely blindfolded, bound, and left to his wildest thoughts and desires. She always wondered on days like these had he bought something new? dreamed up something new? Or did his mind just work this way? It was exciting and terrifying to know that very soon if it went as she figured it would she would be unable to move and he would be forcing his cock deep into her mouth and making her gag because he liked how it felt and how wet it made her. She reminded herself to breath in as he pulled out and hold her breath as he slide the head of his cock down into her throat.

—————— Text three is a close up of my cock laid between her labia ———————- As she entered the bedroom the scent of their insane sex life always hit her, he liked the sheets stained with their juices and he loved to sleep the night away in their wetspot. He would lead her to the shower, strip her and likely ask her to pee on him; it seemed so strange but it turned him on. Then he would gently soap her up, scrubbing gently her delicate starfish hole, and then more forcefully her already soaking wetness. Prepping them for the attention he would soon be giving them with his lips and tongue. He might command her to scrub him the same or he may whisk her to the bed where she was sure restraints lay beneath the sheets. He loved how wet she got when restrained, how one night she had squirted so hard with the wand that he juices went ten feet down the porch as he pleasured her atop the hot tub cover.

————- Text 4 was accompanied by a close up picture of a creampie that had come to rest wrapped around a jeweled butt plug —————- Soon she was blindfolded and he led her to the bed, droplets of water, and he juices dripping to the floor from the orgasm he had just made rip through her by kissing her neck as his fingers stroked her g spot as he dried her off. He forced her onto the bed and she felt the handcuffs jingle as he did. He secured the cuffs in front of her and then secured her hands to her hips with rope. She knew her head was facing him and she knew that shortly his cock would be in her mouth and when it was hard and ready she knew that cock would be sliding into the back of her throat forcing her to gag, and with each gag he would grow larger and harder. He owned her now, she submitted to being tied and now he would do whatever he desired. She could only guess what would happen in the next hour, but she pretty much knew on days like today when he came, it would be deep in her wet pussy or in he tender starfish, she only know by what happened after he had decided she had gagged enough…