<p>I put a post on /r/dirtypenpals seeking a dominant man. I wanted someone with experience taking control and training a wife to submit to him. I honestly wanted to explore what it might be like to completely surrender to someone, at least in the written form. It's not something I have a lot of experience with as I tend not to indulge in dom/sub play when I cuckold my husband. It's more just really hot sex :)</p><p>This roleplay unfolded over a five day period and ran nearly 8,000 words, so I've broken it up into two parts. As with before, his writing is in italics. I've changed his name, too. I hope you enjoy it :)</p><p><img data-media-id="53946181" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p><strong>– to ADominantMan sent 3 days ago</strong></p><p>Pleasure pulses from my pussy as your fingers work me. My moans are muffled by your hand as it clamps down over my mouth.</p><p>My thighs begin to tremble as I feel my orgasm approach. I've been given permission to release, to finally experience that pleasure I crave so desperately.</p><p>"Cum for me, Becca," you say in a strong, commanding voice. "Cum like a good little slut."</p><p>My moans turn into a long, deep scream of pure joy as my climax finally arrives. My fingers and toes go numb and for a few moments everything goes quiet as I experience an orgasm unlike any other.</p><p>I curl up into the fetal position as it passes through me. You pull your fingers from my pussy and watch with a satisfied smile on your face. You know you've just given me the most pleasurable orgasm of my life. You know you've surpassed anything my husband has ever provided me.</p><p>I roll towards you and smile. "Thank you," I say. Then my eyes wander down your body and to the still-erect cock between your legs.</p><p>My climax has passed, but it hasn't sapped my desire to satisfy you. I feel a deep, almost overwhelming need to make you cum and I smile because I know you're going to make me work for it. The night is still young, after all.</p><p>"How may I serve you?" I ask as I look up at you.</p><p><strong>– from ADominantMan sent 3 days ago</strong></p><p><em>I smile back at you, as I realise you are submitting to me almost completely now. I can see it in your eyes, the way you unconsciously lick your lips, the way you look longingly at my cock.</em></p><p><em>"Turn around," I coldly say, "and assume the position again. On your knees, ass up." You dutifully obey, stick your ass up towards me and wiggle it seductively. Your pussy lips inviting open as I approach. I smack your ass a few times, quick jolts, and run my hand along your still dripping slit. I can feel you shudder under my touch, your breath quickening.</em></p><p><em>I get on top of you, stradling you, a position meant to highlight your submission to me and allowing my cock unlimited access to your slit. I glide in easily and sink into you fully instantly and with force, pushing your upper body down towards the bed.</em></p><p><em>My hands around your waist, I ride you wild and hard, as if you are a young mare, that needs to be broken in, shoving my cock into you harder and harder. You let out cries of pleasure, every time I slam into you. I feel your legs tremble under the strain of my thrusting, your hands clawing the bedding for stability, your hair swaying around with the frenzied motion.</em></p><p><em>I unrelentingly take my pleasure from your dripping, wet cunt, your body covered in sweat as I ascert my dominance over you.</em></p><p><strong>– to ADominantMan sent 2 days ago</strong></p><p>I'm being taken from behind. My pussy is being used for your pleasure. My face and upper body press into the bed and it feels like I sink a little deeper with each thrust.</p><p>It feels like I sink a little deeper into submission with each thrust too. It feels like the work you did to put me in that beautiful submissive place is now paying off. I'm taking pleasure from the way you thrust into my. I find joy in knowing that you're using my pussy to make your cock feel good.</p><p>There's something else I want. Something I can't stop thinking about. I want you to cum inside me. I need you to cum inside me. I need to feel your cock swell up as it launches your seed into my pussy.</p><p>Knowing it's not my husband's cum makes it hotter. Knowing that he's at home while you're showing me an entirely new kind of sexual pleasure makes it all hotter. Knowing that the man that gave me such pleasure is going to cum inside me turns me on all over again.</p><p>I know it's not my choice to make, but I want it. I need it.</p><p>"Cum inside me," I say. "Please, cum inside me."</p><p>I feel that same submissive lust course through my body as I say it. I feel it turning me on. The very notion is arousing. I want it.</p><p>"Please," I say again, knowing that what I want doesn't matter, but hoping that you'll give me what I crave.</p><p><strong>– from ADominantMan sent 2 days ago</strong></p><p><em>I can feel your pussy grabbing my thick cock with each plunge, your muscles tense, trying to milk me, try to keep me inside of you.</em></p><p><em>You whimper and beg me to cum and in reply, I pull your hair from the back, lifting your head off the bed. "You have to earn my hot cum in your cunt, Becca!," I grunt as I use your hair as a leash, pulling you up, arching your back, balancing on your knees with your hands flailing to find some purchase somewhere, impaled on my throbbing cock.</em></p><p><em>The strain of the position on your body intensifies all your feelings and another orgasm ambushes you out of nowhere, ripped from deep within you by my hard rod, making your muscles spasm as you cry out in orgasm.</em></p><p><em>I let go of you, my cock slipping out of you as you flop down in the softbed, all your muscles too relaxed to respond fast. I flip you over and you see my sweat covered body hovering close.</em></p><p><em>I am stroking my cock and command, "Stick out your tongue and present your boobs for my cum!"</em></p><p><strong>– to ADominantMan sent 2 days ago</strong></p><p>I obediently open my mouth and stick out my tongue as I grasp my sweaty breasts and hold them together.</p><p>My body is still shaking from the overwhelming pleasure of the orgasm and all I can do is obey. I play with my nipples as I stare at your cock while you stroke it in front of me. I see the thick, purple head throbbing. I know you're close.</p><p>I feel like a whore with my tongue out and my tits presented as you straddle my body and jerk off over me. I'm offering myself as target practice for your load.</p><p>I like that feeling. I like that sense of submission. I like giving myself over to you. I like doing exactly as I'm told.</p><p>"Please, cum for me," I beg. "Cum on my tits. Cum on my tongue. Cum on my face. Let me taste you. Show me what a good slut I was and cum on my body."</p><p>I want that experience. I want to see a thick rope of cum rocket from the tip of your cock. I want to see it land across my breasts and on my face. I want to know what it's like when a dominant man cums on me. I want to know what it's like when a man that gave me such intense pleasure finally releases his load.</p><p>The sound of your hand moving up and down your slick shaft fills the room. I moan because I want your load. I moan because playing with my tits and offering them to you feels good.</p><p>"Please, cum for me," I say.</p><p><strong>– from ADominantMan sent 2 days ago</strong></p><p><em>It doesn't take long for me to cum. The first squirt, I aim straight in your open mouth, hitting the back of your throat, before collecting on your tongue, a slight dribble of it on your lip, as you taste my salty ejaculate. As I keep jerking, my aim goes lower and a spray of hot sticky cum hits your neck and your boobs, slowly seeping along, little hot liquid trails making your skin tingle.</em></p><p><em>A few more jerks and a few last drops rain on your body.</em></p><p><em>"Show me my cum in your mouth, Becca," I order and you dutifully stick out your tongue, cupping my salty sperm. I nod approvingly and continue, "now swallow, and don't waste a drop."</em></p><p><strong>– to ADominantMan sent 2 days ago</strong></p><p>Your cum is hot, salty, and thick in my mouth. I savor it on my tongue for a few moments before doing as you demanded and swallowing. It slides down my throat and leaves a delicious aftertaste that I savor as a smile crosses my face.</p><p>I open my mouth to show you I've swallowed your cum and say, "Thank you for cumming in my mouth. Thank you for letting me swallow. Thank you, sir."</p><p>I run my fingers through some of the cum on my tits and lift them up. I stare at your semen and then look up at you once more and ask, "May I clean your cum off my breasts? May I consume the rest of your seed."</p><p>You nod and smile as I devour your load. I scoop up every little bit I can find and spoon it into my mouth using the tip of my finger. I savor each delicious bit and swallow it all. I drink your sticky fluid and it fills me with joy to know that I now have a load of your cum inside me.</p><p>"There's a little cum on the tip of your cock," I say. "May I lick it up?"</p><p>You nod and move closer. I pick my head up off the bed and take your cock into my mouth once more. I get the last of my cummy reward and happily swallow it.</p><p>"You were incredible," I say. "Thank you."</p><p>"You're welcome, Becca," you say.</p><p>I smile and reach out to gently play with your balls. I want more. Of course I want more. I don't know if I'll get it tonight, but I want more. I need more. You've satisfied me in a way no man ever has. You've shown me the joy of submission and I'm already hooked.</p><p><strong>– from ADominantMan sent 2 days ago</strong></p><p><em>You are still playfully licking my softening shaft and playing with my balls, when there is a knock at the door.</em></p><p><em>You startle for a second and look up at me slightly confused.</em></p><p><em>"I took the liberty of ordering some room service," I explain. I can see you flinch, moving to get off the bed.</em></p><p><em>"stay where you are and don't cover up," I say sternly, as I get off the bed. Stark naked and without any shame, I walk to open the door. You can't help but notice my firm, sexy ass and a big tribal tattoo across my shoulders.</em></p><p><em>I open the door and let a member of hotel staff in. He quickly glances at me, but is professional enough to not flinch. He pushes in his trolley and I turn towards you with a smile, "Pancakes!"</em></p><p><em>The man walks in and notices you in the messy bed. You can feel your heartbeat intensifying and your body flush in shame at this stranger seeing you naked, your hair a mess, sweat and other liquids covering your body. You want to cover up with a blanket, but my stern look just freezes you, exposed.</em></p><p><em>He parks the trolley, I tip him and he leaves, but not without having one more good look at you. The door locks and I sit myself at the little lounge table, a plate full of steamy, warm pancakes, and begin to eat, drizzling some syrup on the top pancake.</em></p><p><strong>– to ADominantMan sent 2 days ago</strong></p><p>I sit up as the smell of the pancakes makes my stomach rumble. It turns out I've worked up quite an appetite.</p><p>I crawl to the end of the bed and watch you cut into the freshly syrup-coated pancakes before stabbing a fork through them and lifting a big bite to your mouth.</p><p>You smile at me as you chew and I feel my stomach rumble. "Hungry?" you ask.</p><p>I nod and slip out of the bed. I know I look like a mess, but for some reason I like that when it's just the two of us. It feels like proof of what we just did, of the intense pleasure I just experienced at your hand.</p><p>"Sit," you say while pointing to your lap. There's another chair, but you clearly don't want me using it.</p><p>I sit in your lap and you wrap your arm around my waist and pull me close. You stab the fork through some of the cut pancakes and lift it to my mouth. I open up and press my lips down on the fork. You pull it out and treat me to a mouthful of delicious, buttery, sugary pancake.</p><p>"Mmmm," I say.</p><p>You pull me closer and I instinctively hold your arm. I feel like your possession in that moment, and there's just a hint of arousal as we eat together.</p><p>"You want more, don't you?" you ask.</p><p>I'm not entirely sure if you're asking about the pancakes or the sex we just had, but the answer is the same either way. "Yes."</p><p>Your hand moves to my breast and you gently play with it while running your fork through more pancake. You feed me again, this time with a little extra arousal as you play with my body.</p><p>I'm turned on and my hunger is being satiated. You're providing for me in more ways than one and it thrills me.</p><p><strong>– from ADominantMan sent 2 days ago</strong></p><p><em>We finish the pancakes together, a simple act of sharing and providing simple pleasures of taste, touch and smell.</em></p><p><em>After finishing the last bit of pancake, I dip my fork into the copious amount of syrup left on the plate and then run the fork from your throat to your left boob, the teeth scratching gently along your skin, leaving behind a trail of sticky syrup. It feels a bit dangerous and I can feel you tense up and catch your breath.</em></p><p><em>I dip the fork into the syrup again and then run the teeth around your left nipple, smothering it in syrup, the sharp ends against the most sensitive bit of skin of your teat. I look up at you, but you have your eyes closed, biting your lip in anticipation.</em></p><p><em>I gently put down the fork and grab your sticky boob with one hand, and start licking off all the syrup, following the trail down to your nipple, which I eagerly take into my mouth. I run my tongue in circles around it, flick it and then gently put my teeth on the fleshy protrusion, scratching and biting, the taste of syrup in my mouth.</em></p><p><em>With my other hand, I reach down between your legs, gently rubbing my rough hands along your slit, finding you still sticky wet. My fingers play along your pussy lips, just the slightest touches causing a slight whimper out of your mouth.</em></p><p><em>"You do want more, Becca! You exceed my expectations, you little slut. Your husband must be very proud of you..."</em></p><p><strong>– to ADominantMan sent 1 day ago</strong></p><p>I moan at your touch. My pussy tingles with desire. I smile as I think of my husband. I wonder if he's thinking about me, about what I'm doing with you. I wonder what he'll think when I go home and tell him about the fun I had, about all the things you did to me.</p><p>"My husband is a good man," I say. You push three fingers inside me and I'm overcome with lust. A loud moan bursts forth from my lips.</p><p>"He's a good man, but he's not a dominant man," I say. "He's not capable of certain things." You roughly grasp my breast and pull on my nipple as I close my eyes and sink into your skillful manipulation of my body. "Now I know that he's not capable of making me feel the way I need to feel."</p><p>I knew I needed something else out of my sex life. I wasn't entirely sure what until I met you, though. Now I know. I know I need to be dominated. I need to submit. I need to surrender to a strong, confident, powerful man.</p><p>"Does that mean you're mine, Becca?" you ask.</p><p>I nod as you finger me deeply and play with my breasts. I nod as my body fills with the kind of desire I've felt all night.</p><p>"Yes, I'm yours," I say.</p><p><strong>– from ADominantMan sent 1 day ago</strong></p><p><em>You can feel my cock rising again underneath you, pushing and twitching against your ass, as my fingers dig deep inside you, sloshing noises accompanying every probing movement.</em></p><p><em>I push you off my lap, grab your arm and roughly push you down on your back on the fluffy hotel room carpet. I forcefully spread your legs and greedily look over your body, from your messy hair, flushed cheeks, your heaving, full breasts with those exquisite, inviting nipples, your stomach, slightly convulsing with anticipation, that curvy waist and that freshly shaven pussy, the lips invitingly open like a flower in bloom, ready to be fertilized.</em></p><p><em>I sink down on you, my hard cock quickly finding you open and ready for me, sinking in balls deep. I lift your legs and put them on my shoulders, allowing me to push in deep, making you gasp with every thrust, you boobs jiggling with the motion.</em></p><p><em>You have surrendered to me and I will take my pleasure from you now.</em></p><p><strong>– to ADominantMan sent 1 day ago</strong></p><p>For a moment I get completely lost in the pleasure of having you inside me. Your cock pummels my pussy, thrusting hard and deep as I get fucked in a position I've never enjoyed before.</p><p>"Fuck!" I cry out as you reach great depths. "Harder. Please, fuck me harder."</p><p>I reach up to play with my breasts and you slap my hands away. "Did I say you could play with your tits?" you ask.</p><p>I shake my head.</p><p>"No, I didn't," you say. "Don't play with your tits. Concentrate on my cock sliding into your pussy. Concentrate on the pleasure of being fucked. That's what a good slut does. I'll play with your tits if I decide you deserve the pleasure of having them played with."</p><p>I smile and you fuck me harder. My mouth opens and a series of loud moans emerge. I didn't know it was possible to reach a deeper level of arousal, but I'm there. You've asserted your control over me and I've surrendered my body completely. I want to play with my tits, but it feels better not to. It feels better to do as I'm told. It feels better to concentrate all my efforts on your cock sliding in and out of my pussy.</p><p><strong>– from ADominantMan sent 1 day ago</strong></p><p><em>I pound you harder than I have done before, your body and mind completely under my control, ripping into you with my thick cock. My hand reaches for your throat, squeezing, as you twitch underneath me, pinned down.</em></p><p><em>A few more strokes and you can feel my hard shaft start to pulse inside you. This is the moment you have been waiting for since the first second you had my cock inside you. Your pussy eager to receive my cum, your white cream dripping from my shaft.</em></p><p><em>I groan and keep thrusting into you, as my hot cum shoots inside you, squirt after squirt after squirt, filling you up...</em></p><p><strong>– to ADominantMan sent 1 day ago</strong></p><p>When you cum inside me, it's a moment unlike any I've ever experienced.</p><p>It's always been nice to make my husband cum, but it's never brought me the kind of overwhelming pleasure I feel when I know you're launching your load inside me.</p><p>It's the culmination of a night of beautiful submission. In some ways it's better than the orgasms. Knowing that I made you cum thrills me in a deep, satisfying way that I know will stay with me for hours, maybe even days. It will make me smile every time I think about it. It will make me crave you long after the experience of having you inside me.</p><p>I close my eyes and savor the way your cock pulses inside me. I savor the knowledge that you're emptying yourself inside me.</p><p>"Thank you," I say. "Thank you for cumming inside me."</p><p>You smile and pull out. Your cock is covered in a mixture of my cream and your cum. It's a sloppy mess and it's still rock hard.</p><p>"May I clean your cock?" I ask.</p><p>You nod.</p><p>I roll onto my stomach and spin around. I take your cock into my mouth and gently clean it with my lips and tongue. I swallow the combination of my cream and your cum. I swallow our fluids and look up at you.</p><p>"Thank you for tonight," I say.</p><p><strong>– from ADominantMan sent 22 hours ago</strong></p><p><em>I smile and gently run my fingers through your hair and caress your cheek.</em></p><p><em>"I think we can turn you into the perfect slut, Becca," I say approvingly, as I watch and feel you licking my cock clean, your tongue playing around with my now very sensitive head.</em></p><p><em>When you are finished thoroughly removing any traces of us from my thick cock, I get up off the floor, quickly slapping your ass as I stand up.</em></p><p><em>I walk towards the bathroom and start running the shower. "Come and wash me, Becca", I command. "And after that you can wash yourself, and then I have a little gift for you."</em></p><p><strong>– to ADominantMan sent 21 hours ago</strong></p><p>I feel my legs wobble as I get up off the floor and follow you. I smile as I think about why they're wobbling. I've just been fucked longer, harder, and to a more satisfying conclusion that ever before. Of course I can barely find the strength to stand.</p><p>I take a moment to admire your body as you step into the shower and I can't help but smile. You look even better with the warm water cascading down your chest and thighs.</p><p>I step into the shower with you and tear open the bar of soap provided by the hotel. I look into your eyes as I rub it in my hands to work up a good foam and then put it aside to run my hands over your chest. I lean a little closer and you offer your lips. We share a kiss as my hands move between your legs to soap up your cock and balls.</p><p>I take extra care to make sure you're clean between your legs. I treat your cock like the instrument of pleasure it is. I stroke it gently as I work the soap into your skin and I give your balls the same attention.</p><p>You turn around and I soap my hands up again and move them over your back and ass. I slip my fingers between your cheeks to make sure everything is clean and then drop to my knees to do your legs. When you spin around again I can't help but give your cock a little kiss before I clean your thighs.</p><p>"You're all clean," I say. "Thank you for letting me wash you. That was more fun that I thought it would be."</p><p>"You're welcome," you say as you step out of the shower and grab a towel. "Come see me when you've washed up."</p><p>You leave the bathroom and I soap up my body. My pussy feels a little sore from the relentless pounding, but it only serves as a reminder of the pleasure I got to experience.</p><p>When I'm finished, I dry my hair and wrap a towel around my body. I step out of the bathroom and wonder about that little gift you mentioned.</p><p><strong>– from ADominantMan sent 21 hours ago</strong></p><p><em>When you step back into the room, you find me already dressed, sitting on the little lounge couch, where we were naked, eating pancakes not too long ago.</em></p><p><em>A little box stands on the lounge table and I beckon for you to take it. "Open it up, Becca," I urge you on.</em></p><p><em>Inside is a black satin collar with an O-ring.</em></p><p><em>"You will wear this every time we meet. You will put it on when you get dressed to see me and won't take it off until you see your husband again. Is that clear?"</em></p><p><strong>– to ADominantMan sent 8 hours ago</strong></p><p>"Yes," I reply as I run my fingers over the soft black satin and the cool metal of the o-ring.</p><p>I feel an unexpected wave of desire move through my body. I imagine wearing the collar for you. I imagine how it will make me feel to be on my knees in front of you with the soft satin clinging to my neck.</p><p>"Thank you," I say.</p><p>"You're welcome, Becca," you reply.</p><p>"When can I see you again?" I ask.</p>