This has been an ongoing thread, so if you want the full story, you should read my previous posts.

Late one night, around 3am. Tracy and I were already asleep, after having a little play time of our own, when Lacy comes in from work. Normally she just crawls in bed with us and falls asleep, but not tonight. She wakes me up and says "Come with me." Then walks out the room.

I get up and follow her out to the living room, while trying to wipe the sleep out of my eyes, and she's standing in the doorway of the spare room. The spare room is actually hers but it stays mostly untouched since the three of us sleep together in the master bed.

She turns and enters the room and I see a faint light just beyond the door, it feels like a scene from a scary movie as I follow her. When I get inside, she is standing at the foot of the bed with her back to me. Her arms are folded across her chest, there's a single candle burning on the dresser, giving the room an eerie vibe. "Close the door." Her voice is low but also commanding.

I do as she says before walking up behind her, I can feel the tension in the air, anger is radiating from her like electricity. I try to hug her from behind but she quickly smacks my hands away and spins around in a flash, she grabs my jaw with one hand and pulls me close to her face.

Her jaw in clenched tight and through gritted teeth she growls. "I need you to fuck me, none of that soft love making shit. Fuck me like you hate me." I guess the look in my eyes told her that I wasn't fully awake yet because the next thing I know she slaps me hard across the face with her right hand.

The pain jolts me awake but before I can react, BAM another slap, this time with her left. Adrenaline hits me like a shot of nitrous and we lock eyes, now I'm staring down at her with lightning in my veins. She gives me a wicked grin, seemingly satisfied with the desired result.

I grab her by the waist and throw her on the bed then I quickly pounce on her like a wolf on a rabbit. She's still wearing her work uniform and I rip her shirt right down the middle, snatching it off her before throwing it across the room. She let's out a siniater laugh "That's it daddy, fucking own me."

I grab one arm and spin her over on her stomach and pin her to the bed, making quick work of her bra and tossing it aside. A gleam catches my eye and that's when I notice there are wrist restraints attached to the posts of the head board. I also notice that she's laid out an array of toys on the night stand. There's a ball gag, vibrator, dildo, butt plug, and a paddle all lined up. She must have laid it all out before coming to get me. 

Now me and the girls are far from vanilla but I've never been a fan of BDSM or the whole degrading thing. They treat me like a king so naturally they are my queens and I treat them as such. But tonight is different... tonight Lacy has a different need and I'm not one to disappoint....

Leave a comment if you like my stories. Part 2 coming soon