I married an architect with his own prosperous business. Even though he was my first lover, I was on the pill. I stayed on the pill until after the wedding. He made plenty of money, so we planned for me to stay home and raise a family while he worked. We lived in his condo at first while he started drawing the plans for a family home on the farmland that he owned.

After a year of no conception, we both got tested. Turns out, I was the one with the inability to reproduce. We were both devastated. Because I couldn't do my part in our plans, I offered him a quick and easy divorce. He didn't answer at first. A few days later, he made me a proposition. At first I was taken aback, but I finally agreed to his demands.

He wanted me to become his Personal Whore. I would keep his house, but I had to dress as he wished and give him any type of sex that he wished. I would not be offered to others as a public whore; instead, I would be his personal whore. At first, I didn't understand. Then he showed me some porn movies of women on their knees, bent over for sex, tied, spanked, placed in a pillory, taken orally, whipped, giving up their anus for sex, dressed in outrageous outfits, etc. When I asked him if this is what he now wants, he said yes. He said that this would be the least I could do for him. No one else would ever know. Outside of our home that he was planning (with changed plans), I would be a normal housewife. Inside, I would be a personal whore.

I asked when it would start, and he said now. He asked me if I loved him enough to do this and do it right. I said yes. He said that he would only whip me if I did not act according to my role, but he would spank me as it pleased him. I agreed to his terms, but I was a bit nervous.

He told me to close all of the window coverings. After I did so, I was ordered to strip and lay across his lap. As he spanked me, he remarked as to how my ass was turning red nicely. All I could do was feel the heat on both cheeks and the wetness between my legs. I was ready to be fucked, but he had other plans. I had to get on my knees, unzip, and let him fuck my mouth with his hand on the back of my head. No amount of gagging earned me any mercy. I think that it actually turned him on, because he soon filled my mouth with his sperm. He held my head on his dick until I swallowed it all.

The power he had over me was intoxicating. My pussy desperately needed attention, and I begged for his cock. He laughed and made me masturbate myself. He told me to repeat that I was his personal whore, over and over. Luckily, this all did the trick, and he let me ride his cock. I was never so hot in my life. When I had a orgasm, he had to grab my arm to keep me from falling in the floor.

We heard a noise. We look through the front door peephole to see our neighbor standing there with her hand down her pants. The next day, she stopped me in the hall and questioned me. All I could tell her was to come over that night and to wear only a bathrobe. She agreed.

When she knocked on the door, I answered it nude. He was fully dressed. He called out for her to leave the robe in the hall. She did. She was beautiful. He told her to get on her knees and get my pussy wet with her tongue. She did so. It felt wonderful. Then he called me over to ride his cock while she watched. She seemed mesmerized as we fucked. When he shot his load into me, he told her to clean him. She did so eagerly. He than told me to lay on the sofa and spread my legs. He told her to clean me next She also did this eagerly. Then he let her ride his re-hardened cock. She did so like a wild woman in heat.

We had many more episodes in that condo. She was excessed about the time our new house was finished. When he asked, she agreed to move in with us at the new house. This place was designed by him to facilitate many new sexual adventures.