NOTE: This piece contains scenes of consensual non-consent. If this is not for you, please feel free to skip it altogether. Thanks, Livvy
Alex and Kaleigh had discussed their fantasies before. And they’d tried some of them. Alex wanting to be pegged, Kaleigh wanting to play with forced orgasms, but never had Kaleigh been able to tell him her deepest, darkest fantasy. Admitting to anyone, even your husband that you have these feelings that you want to be taken against your will, by force was difficult for Kaleigh and was made doubly hard because Alex was typically such a gentle soul. She also wanted to try some light BDSM, but wasn’t sure how well that would go over either.
But one night after a few drinks and some extra courage fueled by having spent her day off at home reading and watching porn it all came spilling out. How she wanted to be held down and spanked in some instances, treated like a plaything, and generally used for his pleasure. She smiled as she saw his eyes widen in response to her words. “But that’s not all of it. There’s something else I want; something that I don’t know if you’ll even want to consider.” And the words came pouring out in a fevered rush as Kaleigh remembered one particularly hot scene she’d watched earlier.
“I want to explore consensual non-consent with you.” “Wait, what? Kay, that sounds suspiciously like sexual assault to me.” “Well…yeah, a lot of people see it that way, but it is still done with my consent of the act and my trust is placed in you not to really hurt me. Just like if you gave me a spanking. Hell, the idea of combining those two things is really hot. And it isn’t like I’m saying we have to try it, just that it is something I fantasize about and would try if you were comfortable with it.”
“I mean, imagine for a moment, that I’m home alone, perhaps showering or getting ready for bed and in you come, slipping upstairs so quietly I don’t even know that you’re there. Maybe you’re wearing a mask so I can’t see your face, maybe you’re not. Maybe it is all pretend that we don’t know one another and we don’t need the mask. But you come upon me in a compromising position that allows you to easily take advantage of the state that I’m in. Think for a moment about that’s not really that much different than any other role play in some ways and tell me that you’re not at least a little intrigued.
Kaleigh knew the theatrics of the idea would appeal to Alex’s flair for the dramatic so she hoped he wouldn’t be too freaked out by what she was suggesting. She watched him anxiously, trying to determine his thoughts, but his face was a mask of seriousness as he mulled the idea over. Finally he spoke. “I’m gonna call this one a maybe. I need to think about it some more. But I have one thing to say. If this happens, it won’t be planned or scripted. You won’t know if or when it might happen.” She sighed a sigh of relief and cuddled up next to him. “I was afraid you’d get upset or think I was crazy for wanting something like that.” He kissed her and smiled. “No, dear, you’re not crazy, just a pervert.” They both laughed at his remark and the subject dropped.
Little did Kaleigh know, this was something that Alex was interested in after getting a peek at her Internet history one day and the idea had caught his fancy. He hadn’t been going to bring it up, but since she had he began to scheme and plot, wondering how best to pull it off. He wanted this to be fun for both of them. The idea of a mask was alright, but he wanted her to be able to see him as he did this to her and he thought she would want the secret reassurance of knowing it was him as well. Maybe if they tried it more than once he would don a mask. He worked on being quieter coming into the house when she wasn’t around to see him planning and finally, when he knew all the creaks and groans of the old wooden floors, he knew his ideas would come to fruition. Soon, he thought, soon.
Kaleigh had almost forgotten their conversation and as hot as the non-con consent was she’d moved on to other fantasies, never expecting that one to come true. Sex had been pretty normal for them and they’d settled into a bit of a routine, which was just what Alex wanted before he decided to “break-in” and stir things up a bit. He waited for a good time to pull off this newest fantasy of hers and stumbled across it unknowingly after he had been helping a friend with some work around their house. He was a little dirty and sweaty, wearing old jeans and shoes that he could sneak in, and he knew Kaleigh would’ve spent the afternoon lazing in bed with a book or maybe masturbating with her favorite toys and either of those scenarios seemed perfect to step right into.
Quietly the front door opened and closed and as Alex approached the stairs he heard a soft moan. Oh good, giving her a spanking would tie right into the fun. He moved on silent feet and when he got to the bedroom stood just outside the door watching his wife for a long moment. Her eyes were closed as she fucked herself with her favorite dildo and Alex made his move, striding confidently into the room. He almost wished he’d worn a mask after all. He yanked the dildo from her hand and Kaleigh’s eyes flew open as she gasped with shock and surprise.
“Filthy little bitch! You know I stood there and watched you fuck yourself and now you’re going to be punished for it.” Alex grabbed her by the ankle as she scrambled backwards on the bed, not fast enough to avoid him, and yanked her roughly towards him. His shone darkly and she thought maybe she could see a faint bulge in his pants. Perhaps this was going to be more fun that either of them had imagined. Alex flipped Kaleigh over onto her stomach and smacked her ass hard, then a few more times harder still until there were real tears flowing down her cheeks.
She heard a zipper and found herself yanked into position with her ass in the air and her pussy exposed to Alex’s gaze. His fingers probed none to gently at her. “Look at you. Soaking wet just like a dirty whore. I’m gonna use you like the whore you are.” His cock released from its constraints, he found he wanted this so much and slammed into her as hard as he could, fucking her with just raw force and power while she clung to the bed whimpering. His hands grabbed her hips to hold her still and he listened and watched carefully for any signs of real distress. Seeing none he continued his tirade of telling her what a bad girl she was and how she deserved this as her punishment, as he rode her hard and fast.
Gradually Kaleigh’s whimpers turned into soft moans that she tried to stifle, but Alex heard them all the same. “Look at you. Moaning for a stranger who broke into your house to watch you play with yourself then punish you for doing it. And you like it,” he taunted. Another hard slap across her ass punctuated his words. That sent Kaleigh over the edge and she moaned loudly as she felt her pussy quiver and twitch around Alex’s cock, as fluid gushed down her thighs. “That’s right bitch. Come for me. Do it again. Now.” And before her mind had really processed his words she found herself overcome with a second orgasm that left her shaking.
Alex laughed harshly, pulled his cock out of her and spun her around to face him with one hand, holding his cock with the other. “Suck, bitch.” Kaleigh tentatively learned forward and Alex impatiently grabbed the back of her head, forcing her mouth onto his cock. “I said suck!” She tightened her lips around him and did as she was told, tasting herself and him together and she reached down to play with her clit. Alex swatted her hand away. “No. You’re lucky you got to come at all, slut. It’s my turn now.” And his hips twitched as he held her head still and fucked her face roughly, using her as just a receptacle for his pleasure. His own impending orgasm built higher and higher and finally he jerked himself out of her mouth, wrapped his fist around her cock and growled at her, “Open wide.” A few quick strokes of his cock and he was coming, in her mouth, in her hair, all over her face. When he was done with her he zipped up and shoved her back on the bed. “There you are slut. Hope you liked it.” And before Kaleigh could say a word he was gone and back outside.
She laid on the bed for several long moments that felt like forever. She felt how bruised and sore her pussy was, the heat on her ass and the reminder of his hands on her hips and smiled. Slowly climbing out of bed she walked to the bathroom and started a shower. Just as she stepped under the cool water she heard the front door audibly open and close. “Honey, I’m home!”