Literotic asexstories – Pia Wants Her Lust Back Ch. 02 by TrueDeepLove,TrueDeepLove
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Pia wants her lust back PT 2
Pia dares to use Greg for her satisfaction only
As the weekend came closer, Pia got nervous and excited at the same time. Pia and Greg had realized that they wanted to spice up their sex life after 30 years of marriage.
‘Spice Sex’, a program based on artificial intelligence concluded that Pia had accepted that she would not have an orgasm anymore when sleeping with Greg and had focused too much on making him happy as a result.
The central piece of the recommendations was, that Pia should think about her needs in the first place. Greg encouraged her. He suggested, if she would act as his Mistress, it could be a way forward to focus more on her needs. Both hoped that it would allow Pia to enjoy sex as she did in the past and make Greg happy too.
Her I-phone signaled an incoming text message. “Flight has landed on time. Should be home in 1 hour. Looking forward to spending the whole weekend just with you alone. Love. Greg.”
Pia typed the following response: “This weekend you will serve my needs until I am satisfied. When you come home, I want you to take a shower and await me naked in the bedroom. You will be sitting on the chair that you will find in the center of our bedroom. Surely your elephant trunk has been covered in pre-come for a long time, as you will have been thinking about your Mistress while traveling. So, make sure that you clean it well, so is does not smell like the elephant in rut, that we saw during our last safari.”
Pia made a huge effort to find out how she could become more dominant in a loving relationship. In her first meeting with Lady Sarah, she learned how she could display more authority. Later, Lady Sarah gave her instructions about the importance of a safe word, and the basics of bondage. Lady Sarah was impressed by the commitment and dedication of Pia in trying to make it work for herself and the partnership with Greg at the same time. Initially Pia had to pay for the advice of Lady Sarah, but now their relationship went beyond a professional one.
Her doctor, Sue, had recommended that she seek advice at ‘Spice Sex’, a system based on artificial intelligence. The report had described Pia as a “structured achiever”. Not surprisingly Pia had a plan for the weekend, but was nervous that it might work only in her mind. “It is good to have a plan for a person like you,” Lady Sarah had told Pia. “But listen to your gut also and if things don’t go to plan, take it with a sense of humor.”
When Greg entered their home, he went to shower as he had been commanded by Pia. When she heard him, she tried to be patient. She hoped that waiting some time for her, would increase his excitement.
She was wearing the half-cut bra – nicely lifting her breasts, still showing off her nipples, if she opened the bolero type of jacket above them a bit. The over-knee boots she had bought from Lady Sarah completed her outfit. Looking into the mirror excited her. She cited “I will be a hot mistress,” as Lady Sarah had recommended to her and envisaged how Greg would stare at her when she opened the door. All that preparation made her feel hot and sexy to some extent. However, she was nervous like an actor going on stage, not knowing if her act would end with a great applause.
She straightened up and deliberately made some noise, so Greg would look to the door before she walked in. Pia had realized when looking into a mirror with harsh light, that her skin was showing signs of aging. Greg had never said anything, but surely, he would have realized it, too. Therefore, Pia had placed a mix of candles around the room and had dimmed the lights, making her skin glow nicely.
“Whoa,” was the only thing that escaped Greg’s mouth, when she entered the room.
Pia replied, trying to appear stern: “Is that an appropriate way for my slave to greet me? It looks like my slave needs some training.”
She slowly walked up to Greg, placing her feet like a model on the catwalk, letting Greg enjoy the show. His best part soon greeted her with a ‘standing ovation’.
Pia started to caress Greg with her crop. She took her time, first concentrating on the less sensitive parts of Greg. She could see traces of goosebumps on his skin, wherever she touched him. A slight moaning and shivering told her that the first act was going well.
She did not plan it, but could not resist touching his nipples. They reacted immediately when she touched them with the crop, but erected fully when she twisted them lightly. His nipples hardened and she could see their areolas crinkling and darkening around them. She never before had observed Greg’s reactions in such great detail and she liked the effect she had on him.
When she finally reached his dick, she concluded: “At least somebody greets me appropriately”.
On her right hand she was wearing a big ring. When she moved her hand closer to Greg’s face, he got the message. He took her hand, kissed her ring and said: “Your slave is here to serve your needs and will.”
Greg added: “Mistress,” after a short break and intense look from Pia.
Being greeted that way made her feel good. Being in control is fun, went through her mind and she started to enjoy their little game.
“Much better. After all, reading stories on Literotica is good for something,” Pia answered with a more forgiving voice.
“To make one thing clear. For the weekend you will remain naked. I want to be able to use you anywhere, anytime until I am tired of you. Understood?”
Greg did not react, so Pia lifted his chin with the crop ensuring he was looking into her eyes. “Understood,” she repeated.
“Understood, Mistress. Use your sex toy whenever and wherever you want. Always at your service.” Greg repeated as submissively as he could.
“Very good.” Pia replied conciliatorily.
“Remember our safe word?” Pia asked in a caring tone.
“Alabama,” Greg responded without hesitation.
Pia was wondering why Greg had chosen Alabama. The articles in the internet recommend that the safe word should be something completely out of context, but why Alabama? She would have to ask him later.
Pia was not sure if they would ever have to use the safe word. The stories on Literotica often start with careful steps into the BDSM journey, but then quickly progress. Would their journey reach a level that they would have to use the safe word? When she concentrated again on Greg, she could see that he liked the first act of ‘A True Story’ and was wondering what she had in mind for the second act.
“It is time to think about your punishment for not greeting me appropriately,” Pia said to open the second act.
“Please don’t hurt me,” Greg replied, “I love you and would do anything to you to satisfy you, but I am not good in bearing pain.” Greg had mentioned to her in their first conversations about BDSM that pain would be one of the limits to him.
Pia was thinking to herself, if men would have to bear babies, the world would not discuss problems of overpopulation. But anyway, their game was meant to be fun for both of them. So, she continued her roleplay.
“Don’t worry you little wimp. My ways of punishment are much more subtle. When you were horny in the past, you were used to dragging me to the bedroom and fucking me. Now, you will need to learn to endure, until I decide that you are allowed to come,” she said with an evil tone of voice.
“Stand up!” she commanded Greg and went to the drawer. Lady Sarah had recommended a rope that was designed for bonding. Being strong enough to control Greg, but soft enough not to leave marks that would tell others about their secret games.
She walked behind Greg and guided the rope from his neck, crossed them in front of his chest and back to the rear part of the spine, where she put the first knot. “Just to make sure that you don’t turn into your Gorilla mode and drag me to the bedroom,” Pia whispered into his ear, tying first his right and then his left arm to his back. Then she walked around Greg. She observed her helpless sex toy and liked what she saw.
Greg was in good shape, but over the years had gained some weight around his waist. Greg wanted to get rid of his little belly, but whenever he made an effort, Pia started to feed him and told him, that she loved the little belly and would not like to get into bed with any of the sixpack guys she always saw on Greg’s Man’s Health Magazines.
“Cuddling a muscle packet just isn’t sexy to me. I love my little Teddy Bear.” Pia continuously said to Greg. The only good thing about the magazines was, that Greg always came up with new ideas for the joint training. A regular workout had become important to her. After the workout she always felt better and she liked the result. When she compared her body with those of other woman of her age, she could not complain. God had been nice to her. But discipline made the most out of what god had given her. She knew her bum was her best asset. Nice and round and a magnet to men, when she moved in public.
She would have liked to have had fuller breasts. The advantage of her cup size was, that they hadn’t followed gravity too much. It did not make a difference if she was wearing a bra or not. Greg could not resist grabbing them, whenever he started to get aroused at her sight – which normally did not take long after their last act of sex. He then grabbed them from behind, thrusting his hip against her bum, imitating a movement like shagging her from behind.
On their safari they learned that monkeys interact similarly; not having real sex, but to improve their social bonds. So, Greg – as a joke – asked if he could improve his social bonds with all the beautiful ladies also. But Pia made sure that this form of relationship building was exclusive to her. Since than Greg used many occasions in their daily live to ‘improve his social relationship’ with Pia. And she started to enjoy their little routine as other couples enjoyed a kiss.
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