Indulging in my desires, I reveled in the pleasures of slavery during my vacation, with my husband willingly participating in this role-play. I took advantage of him, satisfying my urges and using him for my own delight. My strap-on left his ass sore, while his tongue tirelessly worked to please me. His mouth, now my toilet bowl, added a whole new dimension to our vacation experience.
“Serve me, husband-toilet,” I commanded, “Tend to your responsibilities and savor the true pleasure of submission. Relax, faggot, for you will soon feel the thrill of tension. Don’t dare cross me, kneel before me on the couch. A good ass-fucking will keep prostatitis at bay. I will fist your ass and plug it, so don’t you dare whine or resist. Serve me, be my toy, my fuck hole, and my toilet. Embrace your purpose and your responsibilities. Eat my shit, lick my dirty ass, and clean my feet. We are on vacation, and I will use you to the fullest.”
“I adore hard, passionate ass-fucking and the mornings filled with the pleasure of shitting in your mouth. It’s a delightful way to start the day, and your displeasure only heightens my satisfaction. My dear slave-husband may not enjoy being my toilet, but that only intensifies my arousal. The energetic fucks with my favorite massive strap-on bring me to ecstasy, and the screams and moans that accompany each thrust fill me with even more pleasure.”
Our vacations are an opportunity for me to explore my dominance and my husband’s submission, pushing boundaries and indulging in our unique desires.