SSC: Oops 18

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SSC: Oops 18

(****, F/F, Severe, Sex, n/c whipping)

A woman realizes a fantasy she didn't know she had. (Approximately 478 words. Originally published 1998-07.)

If Jack hadn't left the rake out, he never would have discovered Kelly's secret. He'd noticed the rake as he headed to the front door, and therefore detoured to put it away in the shed. Coming through the back door, he heard Kelly and her best friend Gloria talking.

Jack hesitated at the kitchen door. His wife was speaking.

"My most secret fantasy is to have my husband kidnap me away for an orgy of punishment and ravishment. I imagine that he gags and blindfolds me, ties me up, and drags me off to some private place where all night he whips my ass and fucks me again and again and there's nothing I can do about it."

Jack's heart forgot how to beat when he heard those words. Had his secret desires also been Kelly's all along? They'd been married for nearly four years -- how come he'd never even suspected?

He left the kitchen in a rush, unable to contain his delight. He'd do it immediately. He could sneak in tonight, steal her off, and take her up to his brother's cabin for the weekend.

In the car he dialed his home number and explained to Kelly he'd be working late and not to wait up. Then he drove off to make a few preparations.

Hours later, near midnight, he entered their bedroom. Kelly was asleep when he got the gag around her. She acted terrified and fought convincingly while he tied her up with long strips of cloth. She struggled helplessly as he blindfolded her. Then he threw her over his shoulder and carried her to the Jeep.

It was a long drive to the cabin, but once there, Jack didn't waste any time. He stripped his wife, cutting off her clothes with a sharp knife. After a good hand-spanking, he took off his belt and whipped her ass bright red. She fought and kicked a great deal, but when he put his dick inside her, she was wet and ready. They fucked like rabbits for several hours before collapsing in exhaustion.

The next morning, after more whipping and fucking, Jack took off Kelly's blindfold and gag and untied her.

"My God! What the hell's gotten into you, Jack!" screamed Kelly, clutching her welted buttocks.

"It's your fantasy, dear. I overheard you and Gloria yesterday afternoon."

The woman's mouth dropped open in disbelief. "You thought..." She began to laugh bitterly. "Jack, we were reading letters from some S&M magazines Gloria found in her husband's study. That wasn't my fantasy at all!"


"Neither of us could figure out why a women would want to be whipped, but I must confess," murmured Kelly coyly, "with such profound first-hand experience I'm beginning to understand. We've never made love like this before."

Jack grinned. "We've got the whole weekend."

"Tie me up, Cowboy!"

The End