Vicki's Request

Vicki's Request

"So what are you doing?" Tom called from the living room. Vicki did not hear she was entranced between the screen before her and her own imagination.

'What would it be like?' she mused, fantasized, and visualized. Her nipples tweaked as a hot flash ran through her center.

"Honey, where are you?" A voice echoed thru her fantasy Tom his voice. Oh

"In here, I'm just " She faded as her eyes eagerly danced thru the passages. She felt hot, almost wet, excited.

"Oh " Tom passed the doorway. "There again. So what are you reading this time?"

"Give me a few minutes to finish this story and I'll tell you. Okay?" Vicki paused from the screen to look directly at her husband. He smiled. He liked the passion these things kindled in his wife, and their discussions had often left him curiously aroused.

"Sure." He sauntered into the garage and fussed about his workbench knowing those few minutes might last twenty to thirty. He smiled at the possibilities he might explore thereafter.

Vicki read on it only took her another ten minutes then she printed the story. Something about events in this particular story held her captive. She had read and reread this one several times. Why not share it with Tom? He might just find something that he enjoyed too besides it was appropriate for them to share common interests. It helped build unity and understanding between them and it turned her on so why not share it with Tom?

Vicki sat at the table with several pieces of printed paper in front of her waiting for Tom to finish in the garage. It didn't take too long before he came in from the garage. Vicki was still lost in fantasy excited sitting silently.

"Oh, hi." Tom said as the door closed behind him. "Did you enjoy yourself?" He asked somewhat rhetorically. "Want a glass of water?" Tom opened the refrigerator door and pour two glasses just past half full. "What's it this time?" He sat at the table with Vicki. She pushed the papers towards him as she sipped the water.

"What's this?"

"It's one of my favorite stories. I thought you might like to read it." Vicki sat in silence watching Tom read the story. After he turned the first several pages Vicki left to visit the bathroom Tom read on. He was near finished by the time she returned.

Vicki fussed at the sink while he finished. Her stomach churned about in the silence. Vicki fidgeted about the sink, nervous. It took courage to share the dark places even with one you love and trust. She felt embarrassed almost sick to her stomach. She wished for a moment that she had never printed the pages.

"Interesting. So what do you like so much about this one?" Tom puzzled thumbing back thru the pages.

"I'm not sure really. What did you think?" Vicki leaned against the counter facing Tom.

"She sure got herself into it big time don't you think?"

"I guess but she kind of knew it before she signed the papers It's kind of like she choose to have those things done even if she didn't know what was going to happen to her."

"Yeah. I guess so. But to be taken like that " Tom trailed off.

"Exactly! Knowing her life was not at risk, yet taken by her consent against her will into the unknown what a rush!" Tom looked curiously at Vicki.

"Go on " Tom invited Vicki to continue. "Well, she knew it was coming, just not when or how. She signed a consent form and everything. She had to know they were coming someday and she knew her life was neither at risk, nor would there be any serious injury and they just took her safely against her will in the moment."

"That's like signing up for the panic of a kidnapping only with safety bumpers." Tom said puzzling at the obvious excitement in Vicki's voice.

"Well, kind of but what a rush!"

"Okay and the way they used her?" Tom questioned kind of getting a glimpse of things Vicki was trying to say, and yet not say. Yet still, Tom had only a very vague idea at best.

"Yes they did." Vicki said flatly. "They used her and she had no options, absolutely nothing she could do about any of it. It is so intense."

"So you really like this What if it was you in that story?" Tom offered in rebuttal. "Would you want to be taken and used like that?" Tom paused for effect. "I mean really, honestly?" Vicki paused before responding.

"Actually, Love, I think I would really enjoy it honestly." Vicki flushed warm thru her center. Her nipples twitched hardening slightly beneath her bra. Tom noticed the lumps rising in the fabric.

"Really. But she was kind of 'raped', shared by any number of men, her body and sex used for their entertainment and she was coupled with a dog before she was returned to her husband. Did we read the same story?"" Vicki nodded slowly. She was burning beneath her outward appearance. Maybe Tom saw

"And branded before she was returned." Vicki smiled. She knew the story well.

"And you really think you would enjoy something like this?" Tom asked not entirely sure what to make of it.

"Yeah. I like the scenario safely taken against her will she submits to whatever and then is returned to her husband and family." Vicki shifted her hips. She sensed the passions rising inside her body. She wanted Tom to take care of her soon.

"Well, I suppose I like the whole thing with the dog Why don't you try that?"

"I don't know. I'm not sure how I would feel about myself later not that I would mind or would say no it's just that to say come over here Fido and 'do' me is a bit – icky – to me. Though I think if it was done to me, I wouldn't mind it at all I've kind of fantasized about that if you know what I mean " Vicki trailed off waiting to see Tom's reaction.

"So if I tied you up somehow and had a dog mount you not only would that be okay with that, but you would like it?" Tom asked curiously.

"Exactly."

"Oh." Tom sat in silence pondering the thing a moment. His cock getting rigid as her considered the possibilities.

"And if I had you abducted, taken and used like this I supposed you'd like that too?" Tom asked only half intending any kind of answer. Vicki paused several long seconds before saying anything.

"Sure could you " Vicki mused over the ideas running like lightening thru her mind. "Would you?" Vicki looked directly into Tom's eyes. It was a question in the moment that neither had anticipated.

"I'm sure I could, but really honestly " Tom back peddled slightly.

"Why not?! Could you you know arrange it somehow. I mean wow!" Vicki queried.

"I don't know really. But would you really want that even if I could figure it out?" Tom sputtered.

"I think so " Vicki paused thinking honestly. "Yeah, sure. I think if we could figure it out I would like that very much." Vicki's sex was hot moisture seeping from her passion. Now it was Tom's turn to ponder things.

"Well, I think I could find someone to help out but are you sure? I mean to have someone abduct you by force against your will, rape you as it were, wax your sex, torture your tender places, and use you, give you to a dog and return you home safe and sound?" Tom wasn't sure they were on the same thing here.

Vicki pondered each word abducted, taken raped – well not really, but then that is sex against her will anyway waxed, tied, tortured okay and sex with a dog okay.

"And branded." Vicki's stomach flipped as she contemplated such things. "But I would have to know it was with you, so I'd be safe and all. I mean, I don't have a death wish or anything like that and I don't want to be hurt I mean a real injury, cuz the wax and branding thing is gonna hurt some."

"Are you sure?" Tom reiterated the question.

"Yes." This time Vicki did not hesitate. Her heart was racing at the possibility.

"Let me think about it. I mean if you want to that's okay but I need to think about how I feel and if so, how to do it? Vicki smiled as she took Tom by the hand.

"Come with me " She could wait no longer. Her passions needed some relief.