Turnabout Is Fair Play

His ass was stretched painfully as she slammed her hips forward. One hand held the cock strait and kept it against her clit. The other hand braced against his lower back as she fucked into the helpless man underneath her. He whined pitifully as she retracted and then shoved forward again. She rode him without mercy. She filled him over and over again. Her moans of animal pleasure filled the room and dwarfed his own weak cries of pain. He was too far gone to feel the pain for long. The pressure against his prostate was too much. Tension and desire exploded from his balls quite unexpectedly. His still flaccid penis started to spurt. He made gurgled noises of pleasure and pain as his cock sprayed over and over again with each thrust. He had spent his cum but Jennifer wasn't finished. She slammed into him mercilessly. Now she was caught up in her own need for an orgasm. She became vicious as she began to cum. Finally with one hard forward slam she grinded her hips against him as she screamed out her pleasure. Her fingernails raked into his abused skin. Michael was so far gone he barely noticed. Jennifer reached down and untied the cord that was holding his balls. Then she collapsed against him. She was panting with the exertion she has just gone through. He lay flat now that his balls were untied. On his stomach with his spent wife laying on him. The silk felt cool against the angry welts she had left.

After a while she rolled off him and untied his hands and ankles. He watched her while she did this. Neither one said a word. When he was free she lay on her back on the bed. Her eyes were intent on Michael. Michael pulled himself to his hands and knees and slowly kissed her feet. The light worshipful trail of kisses he started at her feet lead him up her ankles, calves, and to her thighs. He went down on his stomach and elbows as he rested his cheek against her stomach and looked up at her with his handsome blue eyes.

"Am I forgiven Mistress?" He whispered.

"Yes Michael. But it will never be like it was before. A lot of things are going to change now." Jennifer replied.

"Good Mistress. It will be as you wish. I will please you always. I have been so blind and stupid." Michael murmured as he kissed her stomach.

Jennifer stroked her husband's head until he fell asleep. Her own sleep was longer in coming. She was happier than she had been in some time. Her head was full of images of where she was going to take them. Dreams of the future blossomed again. True, they were different than what she dreamed before. Those were the dreams of a girl without power who was only armed with love. She now had the position of power she had always needed and the love was on her terms. Love that was now both something to be experienced and to be wielded in her own purpose.