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Chapter 5
Up To Now
(For the stories sake, you will know me as Ritual and my husband as Magick) For the first few years of our marriage we played little bondage games. Both of us secretly yearning for bondage to turn into S&M. We experimented with toys, and light bondage. Then about six years ago while he was taking pictures of my pussy stuffed with a dildo I confessed that I wanted to have my snatch filled with a different assortment of objects. I was so apprehensive telling Magick this, I almost didn’t for fear he would think I was a freak. To my delight he confessed to wanting to try the same thing.
So it went, we experimented with many different things, vegetables, and objects around the house. I got off thinking of my pussy being violated with inanimate objects. Magick loved using veggies and bottles. Beer bottles are his favorite, but he can never get me past the neck. No matter how hard he tried, almost to the point of breaking the bottle. Magick now likes using the long neck bottles. Nonetheless, even seeing me with a beer bottle partially in my pussy is enough to get us both in a fucking frenzy.
Then I thought it was time, I approached Magick and asked him point blank if he would get rougher with me. There was a look of shock mixed with pleasure on his face. He sat me down and told me that he had wanted to do this for some time. He loved our light sessions and wanted to take it further but when he tried I would tell him it hurt and he would stop. He was beside himself and agreed whole-heartedly. I was a bit discouraged as that day wore on though; he kept to himself and seldom talked to me as we went about our day. Little did I know he was planning what he was going to do to me that night. We started that night both of us knowing that this was going to be totally something different.
He tied me down to the bed and tried some asphyxiation play. I found I loved to be asphyxiated during sex. The feel of his hand closing around my neck, him squeezing my trachea, barely getting enough air on the verge of passing out as he pounds his meat into my pussy. I also found I loved being bound in many positions, then things started getting a little rougher, a really hard slap on my ass, slap across the face, Magick trying to access my pain boundaries and then surpass them. We played our games more and more frequently. Magick finally managed to get me past prior boundaries and my pain tolerance went up. He could now back hand me hard and draw blood from the hit and I would cum on the spot. I was becoming a pain whore. I thought this whole time this experimentation was mutual. I had no Idea that he’d been plotting, planning and training me. I was so naïve. He was enslaving me to his will and I had no idea.
We started using hot candle wax during play. The first few times we used it, we used it on my tits, then eventually my pussy, next on my clit. The pain was most excruciating and as the third or forth drop hit my clit I came, screaming and creaming. He took me in the ass that night, violently. I was racked with orgasm after orgasm. The next time we played we started using code words because he wanted to start taking me to pain levels I could only dream about.
Anticipation has always been my downfall and Magick knew this. He told me earlier during the day that he was going to cut me and I should prepare myself. I was intoxicated with the rush of feelings I was experiencing. I felt scared, very scared, turned on, curious, I wasn’t sure if I could take that kind of pain yet. The time arrived for us to begin, I almost backed out, but so happy that I didn’t. He instructed me to lie on the bed, so he could bind me. He didn’t want me jerking around while he tried to cut me and really hurt myself. He was getting pretty good at tying me up in new positions that would cause me the most pain with the least amount of bruising. He loves the position where I am hog-tied upper arm to ankles bent backwards. Tits and pussy jutted upwards like offerings on an alter. That night he used a razor blade on my tits. Cutting me here and there, I was cumming all over myself by the time he cut me the 4 th time.
We would role-play rape scenes, he would take me violently. After beating me around a bit, he once used a lit cigarette on my tits and tummy. He even burned both of my nipples. I was in a daze of pleasure as he took me violently that night. We even had to turn our home stereo system up really loud to drown out my screams of pain and pleasure.
We played these games for a while. Then real life kicked back in again (like it inevitably does) so we played every so often and not as nearly as much as we would have liked until our lives got so busy that our sex games became a distant memory. We have recently just started playing the game again. Once more we are trying to rebuild my pain levels. It has been about 4 years since we really last played. During the time we weren’t really all that active I got my tongue and nipples pierced in hopes that we would some day start to pursue our old passion. The girl, who pierced my nipples to my delight, played with them and got them really engorged and erect. It hurt like hell but I came each time she pierced me. She knew exactly what she was doing. This was 2 years ago and back then I knew some way or another I would find my way back into the alternative lifestyle.
Now sets the stage for the present, I hope you have enjoyed my life up to now as much as I have and has at least got you the reader a bit hot under the collar and I hope you keep coming back for more. I will be adding chapters to my story. Each chapter will depict each session I have from now on and you can see how my training is progressing. I hope to become a Switch, but I only have one master and that is Magick, I hope to be getting a few slaves of my own soon, for thoughts of enslaving someone else has always appealed to me. If perhaps your interested in other details of my life, like my real rapes or parts of my life when I was intimate with other men and women and, groups sex, etc… I may be persuaded to write chapters on that if I get enough requests. I am not even sure that this site will publish this story… Here’s to hoping.
Ritual
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