Emily’s Submission by Dante X

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Emily’s Submission – Anybody looking from the outside would think that Emily had the perfect life, living in beautiful five bedroomed cottage, overlooking the common and married to high ranking government official. Emily’s life looked perfect, but because of her boredom and sexless marriage she even contemplated suicide.

But then she meets Quinn, a drug dealer who had recently lost his apartment and was sleeping on a bench opposite her cottage on the common. From that moment on, her life becomes much more interesting when he introduces her to molly and his sexual perversions. After agreeing to become his submissive sex slave, he blindfolds her and ties her to the bed in his new apartment and her training really begins. But because she starts to enjoy the daily meetings and sexual ecstasy, he introduces her to his clients, dogging, sex clubs and more.

But when she is sent for a weeks sub training with a dominatrix at a house in London, she recognizes her husband as one of the clients. Being hooded and tied up with a group of other girls, he was unaware of her presence. Things get very serious when she escapes and demands a divorce and then the killing starts.

Lots of erotic action including, dogging, molly, sex clubs, a touch of BDSM with an interesting story line and surprise ending not usually found in most erotica books.

Tags – Dogging, Fetish clubs, Sex wife, Swingers, Cuckold, Ecstasy sex, threesomes, Stockings and Pantyhose, BDSM, Dom and Sub

Excerpt: Emily’s Submission

Chapter 1
 
 Chance meeting in the park
 
 I’d better start at the beginning as so much has happened, I can’t use my real name  so I’ll use the pseudonym Emily.  I’m 28 years young, natural blond and have long straight hair, slim to medium build with long legs, tight bottom and smallish 32B boobs, fairly attractive and quite tall at five feet eleven and my friends say I’m quiet and demure.

My husband David (also not his real name) was employed by the government until his demise… but I’ll get into all that later. Quite a bit older than me at 48, but our problem was, he was always working. He came home late and left at 5.20 every morning for his commute to Westminster in Central London. And at the weekends he was always busy in his office and… well… basically, it’s like we were not going anywhere. Sex was virtually non existent and to be honest, I can’t even remember when we last did it. And when we did, it was always all over in minutes and I was left frustrated and had to go in the bathroom or downstairs to finish myself off.

Money has never been a problem as we both come from university educated backgrounds and both our parents are quite wealthy. We live in a beautiful five bedroomed cottage facing the common in Harpenden, Hertfordshire and neither of us wanted children so have have a very easy life.

It all started when I was walking Charlie, our beautiful little twelve weeks old stray puppy someone had abandoned on my early morning walk. I found him whimpering under a bush by the pond a couple of months previously, so picked him up and took him home.

Anyway, Harpenden’s a fairly safe village, and to be honest, a little snobbish and  quite affluent. So as I was walking along, imagine my surprise when I saw, what I assumed was an old man sleeping on a park bench so early. It was only 6 o’clock and still fairly dark, David had already boarded the 5.40 train to London. But as I walked around the bench to avoid him and glanced down, it was quite clear he was masturbating. Absolutely horrified, I walked as quickly as I could until we were safely back home. Once inside, I rushed upstairs and looked out of the bedroom window, he was about 500 yards away but I could still him laying on the bench under a blanket or it could have been a sleeping bag.
 
But the thought of him masturbating turned me on so much, I caught myself caressing and rubbing myself as I stared out of the window, trying to see if he was still doing it. I don’t know what came over me, but I ended up on the bed and made myself cum, fantasising about him pulling me down on the bench and doing things to me and making me suck his cock. When I eventually pulled myself together and realised I’d left Charlie downstairs all alone, I jumped up and glancing out the window saw he was gone.

The following morning he was there again, so as we approached, I walked around the bench on the grass behind him, trying to be inconspicuous, but Charlie saw a squirrel and ran off barking his head off.

The man quickly sat up thinking a dog was nearby and his sleeping bag fell to the floor revealing his huge cock that he was obviously masturbating again…! Trying to cover himself, I couldn’t help staring as it must have been at least 10 inches long and so fat…! David was well below average, maybe four inches erect and came so quickly I hardly ever felt anything.

Anyway, he quickly pulled the blanket over himself as I called after Charlie and tried to pretend I didn’t see anything, but he must have known I’d seen it and said,

“I’m ever so sorry, please forgive me, I’m so embarrassed and been sleeping on the common as my landlord wanted to sell his house and I don’t have enough money to get into a new place.”

Not knowing what to say, I quickly ran after Charlie, attached his lead and just as I was about to run back to the cottage he said,

“Please don’t tell the police… I don’t have anywhere else to go…!”

To put his mind at rest, I looked back and said,

“It’s OK… I won’t tell the police.”

“Thank you so much… And again.. I’m so sorry for embarrassing you.”

“Looking at him in his suit all disheveled and his tie loosely hanging around his neck I felt quite sorry for him and asked,

“So do you have any money for food…?”

“Yes, I’m fine thank you.”

“Are you sure… I couldn’t forgive myself if I left you hungry because of your pride.”

“Not at all, I have some money, just not enough at the moment to put a deposit on another apartment or anything.”

“OK.. well it’s just that I’ve seen you sleeping on the common for a couple of nights now…!”

“Yes, I used to live in a nice top floor apartment in Milton Road but the landlord wanted everyone out by the end of the month and I simply couldn’t find anything in Harpenden within my budget.”

“So why didn’t you try to find anything in Luton…? Rents are much cheaper outside Harpenden.”

“Yes I know but all my clients are in Harpenden so I really need to stay around here.”

Excerpt from: Emily’s Submission