Chapter 3: Femdom trivia
Emily want to play tonigh, she invented a sex game and want to play with David.
Emily says : « hey my love, we will play a game tonight listen to the rules it’s called Femdom trivia. I will ask you 10 questions like in trivial pursuit. Good answers means you gets a reward : a few stroke of handjob, a kiss on your dick or any other teasing I decide to give you. A wrong answer means you get a few strokes of the riding crop where I want including your cock and balls. If you prefer not to answer a question you must lick me where I choose. At the end of the game your score will define your fate. If I’m satisfied with you, I might let you cum. »
She then adds « let’s start to play, ready for the first question ? »
David nods eagerly, excited for the game to begin. Without hesitation, Emily begins:
“What is the name of the famous bondage author?”
David takes a moment to think before answering:
”It’s… Anne Rice”
Emily nods, satisfied with his response. She then leans in close to him, placing her lips against his ear.
”Very good, you’ve earned a few strokes of my hand.”
She start stroking of his penis slowly while looking him straight in the yes, causing David to moan with pleasure. « « And you’d better stay hard between questions » she add acting a severe voice.
Emily smiles as she watches the effect she has on her husband.
She loves denying him, and she loves it even more when he begs for her touch. It's a game that she's played with him before and a game that they both enjoy.
She strokes him faster now, grabbing his balls with her second hand. She then suddenly let his cock go, and playfully slap it, as to punctuate the end of the reward.
Emily loves to tease and deny David, it makes her feel powerful and in control.
As they begin to play the game, Emily asks David the second question.
"What was the name of the infamous female dom?"
David thinks for a moment before answering. "Cleo Dubois"
Emily nods, pleased with his answer and hands him a small reward.
"Good job, here's a gentle kiss on your dick to show my appreciation."
David moans with pleasure as Emily's lips graze his skin.
Emily ask a new question
:
"What is the name of the fictional BDSM author from Fifty Shades of Grey series?"
David thinks for a minute before answering.
"It's... E.L. James"
Emily rewards him with a few more strokes of her hand, she loves one feet under his balls and she plays with them with her toes for a few seconds, and then says:
"Excellent, here's a sweet kiss on your lips to show my appreciation."
She leans in and gives him a gentle kiss on the lips.
Emotionally, David is feeling a mixture of pleasure and anticipation for the next question.
He is eager to continue playing the game and earn his wife's approval, but he is also aware that the stakes are high and he does not want to make a mistake and receive a punishment.
Meanwhile, Emily is content and in control. She is enjoying the power dynamic of the game and the effect it is having on her husband. She loves to see him beg for her attention and pleasure, and the prospect of doling out punishments is always appealing.
With a teasing smile Emily as a new question, she’s quite sure he doesn’t know the answer.
”What was the name of the most famous domina from ancient Rome?”
David looks at her uncertain, it's not easy to remember names of all those domina from Rome, his mind starts to race as he tries to think of the correct answer.
Emilly watches him with amusement, she knows perfectly well he's not familiar with the answer. She waits, letting the tension build between them, enjoying the anticipation of him screwing up. She starts to look around, looking for her riding crop. « Ha here it is » says Ava as she fetched the crop, « I was not thinking I’ll use it so early in the game ».
His mind races, but he can't seem to recall the name of the famous domina from ancient Rome. Emily watches him, amused, as he fidgets nervously. She waits, allowing the tension to build between them, enjoying his anticipation. She can’t wait to use the crop on him.
Finally, David shakes his head, seeing the crop in Emily’s hand made is heart face with anticipation, he will test her determination a bit. "I know it’s Flamina Marcellus » answers David in an assertive tone looking Emily in her eyes and smiling.
Emily's lips curl up in a wicked smile. "Nice try, but wrong answer," she says, leaning in closer to him.
"I saw your cock throb when I took the crop."
Without warning, she reaches forward and slaps him lightly across the cheek, causing his head to snap to the side with a sharp jolt. The look of shock on his face makes her chuckle, and she reaches into the bowl of fruit next to her and pulls out a juicy, ripe orange.
"Open wide," she orders, holding the fruit inches from his lips.
David hesitates for a moment, his eyes locked onto the orange. He knows what's coming next, and he doesn't want it.
But he also knows that he has no choice in the matter. He is completely at Emily's mercy, and he must do as she asks. He obediently opens his mouth and accepts the orange, feeling it slide down his throat. The juice drips down his chin, and he tries to swallow it without making a mess.
Emily watches him intently, taking in the sight of him with the orange in his mouth. She can tell that he's not enjoying the experience, but she finds it stimulating nonetheless.
May be you’ll do better with the next question ? Ask Emily, I not sure how many are left ?
"There are five more questions to go," Emily informs him. "And then I will decide if you can cum or not. But, since you're not doing so well in the game, I think I should increase the stakes."
David's heart sinks at Emily's words. He desperately wants to earn her approval and release, but he knows that he is struggling with the game. Emily smirks, sensing David's fear.
"Ten. And you better hope you get them all right," she says, her voice filled with a mix of pleasure and threat.
David nods, trying to focus on the next question. He knows that he needs to do well from now on, or else he is in for a world of pain.
"What is the name and role of the Mistress in the Fifty Shades of Grey Trilogy?" Emily asks after a few moments.
David bites his lip, trying to think of the answer. "I'm not sure, Emily. Please, can you give me a hint?"
Emily considers his request for a moment before replying, "The Mistress in Fifty Shades of Grey trilogy is known for her extreme BDSM practices and her desire to break her submissives completely."
Emily watches him with a sparkle in her eye as she waits for his response. David takes a deep breath and tries to recall the information that he had learned about the Mistress in Fifty
Shades of Grey. With all the pressure and the game in progress, David still remembers the name of the Mistress, it's Elena Lincoln, but he is unsure about her role.
David takes a deep breath, and he remembers that Elena Lincoln is the Mistress of Christian Grey in the Fifty Shades Of Grey Trilogy.
"Elena Lincoln," David says confidently.
Emily raises an eyebrow, interested in David's response.
"I knew you could do better, David but It took you to long. You don’t deserve my hand, but since I’m very generous I’ll give you my feet. »
« Get in position, kneeling at my feet » David goes where told and Emily raise both her feet and encircle is dick. David moans feeling the touch and delicate flesh around his member. « Move now, rub yourself against my feet ». David place his hand behind her calves and start moving back and forth between her feet. She soon stat to participate hand strokes him with her foot, playing with his frenulum with her toes. David feels the tension growing stronger and stronger, he closes his yes and moans « it’s so good my love to have your foot on me », he’s interrupted by the pinch of the crop slapping his cock. « Time’s up, get focus ses on the next question » says Emily.
« Now answer the next question."
David nods, feeling a sense of relief he was so close to ask permissîon to cum.
"What is the best selling BDSM novel of all time?" Emily asks, her gaze fixed on David's face.
David takes a moment to consider his answer, scrolling through the list of best-selling BDSM novels in his mind. Finally, he speaks up.
"Fifty Shades of Grey," he says tentatively.
Emily nods, acknowledging his answer. "Very good » she says grabbing his cock. But this time she does move her hand just keeping it still. Then very slowly she give him one long and deep stroke while French kissing him.
David's heart skips a beat as Emily's lips touches his. Their tongues dance together in a deep passionate kiss, her hand still holding firmly his manhood.
He takes a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. He needs to focus and do well in the games so he can earn his rewards and please his wife.
David looks up at Emily, meeting her gaze. He can see the satisfaction in her eyes as she watches him squirm. She leans closer to him, her lips pressed tightly together.
"Good," she says finally, her tone cold and sharp. "You answer well. Now, let's continue the game.
What's the next question, dear?
I want to earn my reward," David asks Emily, his voice filled with a mix of desire and eagerness.
Emily takes a moment to retrieve the next question from the bowl. She reads it aloud, her voice low and husky. "Who is the Mistress of the Chateau in the Story of O?"
David furrows his brow, trying to recall the answer. "I'll need a hint, my love," he murmurs, turning to Emily with a coy smile.
To his surprise, Emily grants him another hint.
"She is known for her strict and demanding ways, as well as her use of the strap
-on dildo," she says, a mischievous glint in her eye.
David nods, processing the information and trying to recall the name of the Mastress of the Chateau from the book Story of O. "I think it’s Rene but I’m not sure. I don’t want to give a wrong answer. So I would like to skip this question,” he says with a small measure of confidence. « Well you know what you need to do if you don’t want to answer a question » answers Emily spreading her legs wide.
After a moment of hesitation, David moves forward on his knees, his eyes fixed on Emily's crotch. Kneeling between her legs, he begins to lick at her sweetness, his tongue slipping inside her folds. He continues his oral exploration, moving his head back and forth in a steady rhythm as Emily moans in pleasure.
As David pleasures her with his tongue, Emily grabs ahold of his hair, guiding him deeper into her with each stroke.
She gasps and moans, her hips bucking involuntarily as David's expert tongue work sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She can feel herself building towards another orgasm, her desire for David's attention and pleasure soaring to new heights as he shows her just how much he craves her approval.
Emily pulls David away from her pussy, letting out a gasp of frustration. "You still haven't earned your reward yet, David," she says, a hint of impatience creeping into her voice.
« Let’s see if you can answer this one »
She picks a card and reads the question in her accented voice:
“Whose pet name is “Baby” in the novel “The Marketplace” and what is the nature of their relationship?”
David takes a deep breath and racks his brain, trying to remember this information.
He starts to sweat as he recalls the story and the character's pet names.
'Oh, I remember now. It's Julian's pet name for her, and their relationship is based on dominance and submission,' David said, relieved to have answered correctly.
'Good. You've earned the right to ask for a reward,' Emily said, smiling. « Get up, hand behind your back, turn around » she says, and she cuffs him quickly. She tugs his dick to bring it closer to her mouth.
His hardened shaft fills her mouth with the familiar taste of him. The salty tang of his pre-cum lingers at the corners of her lips as she devours him. She sucks and licks gently, savoring the flavor of her husband's essence. Her tongue swirls around the head, circling the ridges of the corona, before diving back down to sample the sensitive underside.
David gasps at the sensation of her warm, moist mouth enveloping him once again. He can feel the pulse of blood throbbing in his temples, his eyes squeezed shut as he tries to focus on the present moment.
Emily's hands move to cup his ass pulling him in closer as she deepens the kiss. Her tongue swirls around his cock.
She licks, teases, and sucks each inch with an intense passion. David gasps at her attentiveness, the fire inside him burning brighter with each moan. She tugs at the base, teasing him with a promise of more. His hips buck involuntarily, a guttural moan escaping his lips.
Emily's hand moves up to his balls, cupping and massaging them with gentle precision. She watches as they grow even larger in her palm.
She takes a moment to admire them, running her fingers over the ridged length, feeling the heat radiating from them. She can feel his pulse quicken, his breath quickening as she circles her thumb over the tip. She closes her fingers around it, feeling the thickness of the head in the grip of her hand.
She opens her mouth wide, taking him in. The tip slides past her lips, filling her with his heat. She moans at the sensation, feeling his shaft slide down her throat.
"Mmm, yes, David. You feel so good." Her words are muffled by the length of him in her mouth.
His hips buck against her, his thrusts becoming increasingly urgent as he approaches climax. Emily feels the warmth of his essence at the back of her throat, and she swallows eagerly.
"Emily, please..." David begs, his voice strained as he nears the edge of release.
Instead of giving him permission, Emily pulls away from him, leaving him aching for more.
« I almost forgot she says with a smile, you still have question to answer »
She hands him a card, written on it is:
"What is the name of the author of the story 'The Marketplace'?"
David thinks for a moment before answering, "Anne Rice."
Emily nods, satisfied with his answer. "You have indeed earned your reward tonight. But before I give it to you, I must warn you - I have a special request for you. I want you to pleasure me without using your hands."
As soon as she finishes speaking, Emily tugs on the riding crop, and David knows exactly what she wants him to do.
He lowers himself to his knees in front of her, his eyes fixed on hers.
"Yes, my Emily," he murmurs, his voice soft but filled with longing.
Without a word, Emily rises to her feet and moves to stand in front of David, her eyes fixed on his. In a single fluid motion, she lifts her skirt and straddles him, her legs spread wide.
David's eyes widen at the sight of her, his throat drying at the sight of her naked beauty. He reaches up to touch her, his fingers tracing along the smooth skin of her thighs.
« I said no hands »she says has she slap his hand away.
David looks up at Emily's pussy, he knows what he has to do. He leans upward, taking her wetness into his mouth.
He laps up at the essence of his wife, savoring the taste of her. As he sucks and licks, he imagines her on top of him, riding him with a fierce passion. She would be wild and uninhibited, her body moving with a raw animal power.
Emily moans as David feasts on her, her hands tangling in his hair as she guides him with gentle thrusts. She can feel herself building once again, desire coursing through her veins like a drug. She wants more, needs more, demands more.
She is a wild woman, a ferocious presence, a vortex of desire.
David's face is flushed with passion, his eyes dark with lust as he looks up at her. He loves her, knows he could never resist her.
Tonight, he is her slave, her plaything, hers to command.
She watches him intently, her eyes filled with a mix of pleasure and amusement. He is like putty in her hands, his body responding to her every touch, her every command. She leads him where she will, teaching him new levels of pleasure, pushing him to his limits and beyond.
Emily knows this, and she delights in the sensations that David's mouth elicits. His tongue dances across her folds, his lips suckling at the hood of her clit. She feels herself getting closer to the edge, her breath growing ragged as her need builds.
"David," she moans, her hips rocking against his face. "I need you here, now."
David looks up at her, his eyes shining with desire.
He knows what she wants him to do, and he is ready to fulfill her every desire.
With a single, swift movement, he stands up, taking Emily in his arms and carrying her over to the bed. He lays her down gently, his eyes never leaving hers as he positions himself between her legs.
Emily looks up at him, her eyes shining with desire. "Take me, David," she whispers, her voice husky with need.
David's heart races as he gazes down at his wife. He knows that she is his, that she belongs to him, and that he will do anything to make her happy.
He presses his lips to hers, their tongues dancing together as he begins to make love to her.
Her taste explodes in his mouth, a burst of flavors that he cannot describe but that only intensify his passion. His fingers find her breasts, caressing them gently, feeling the weight of them in his hands.
Emily moans, arching her back as David continues to explore her body. His hands trail down to her hips, then lower still, to the juncture of her thighs. She is wet already, her desire growing with each passing moment.
She can feel the heat building within her, a low hum beginning to reverberate in her core. Her eyelids flutter shut, the sweet tug of pleasure drawing her deeper into the sensation.
"Oh, yes, David, I love to feel your cock inside me, make me cum » She moans as he begins to thrust slowly, his hips rising and falling in time with each deep stroke. His movements are languid, almost sensual, and she feels herself growing closer with each passing moment.
"Yes, Emily," he murmurs in response, his voice rough with desire.
His hands move up to cup her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her sensitive nipples. He rolls them between his fingers, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from Emily.
She throws her head back, exposing her neck to him as he continues to play with her nipples. His tongue traces lazy circles around the shell of her ear before he leans in to whisper in her ear.
"Do you like that, my beautiful Emily?"
Emily nods, her eyes closed as she tries to muffle her moan. David continues to tease her breasts, eliciting small cries of pleasure from her as he moves from one to the other.
He can feel her muscles tensing, her body preparing for the final release.
"Oh, David," she moans, her voice thick with desire. "I'm so close, please let me cum."
David smiles, his eyes dark with lUST. "Not yet, my Emily. I want to make you come together."
Emily's eyes widen in surprise, and she looks up at him with a mixture of confusion and desire.
"Together?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.
David nods, his expression darkening as he takes hold of Emily's hips and begins to move inside of her with a new intensity. Emily gasps, her fingers digging into the sheets as she feels herself drawn ever closer to the edge.
"Faster, darling," she pants. "Please, faster."
David obliges, his movements quickening with each passing moment. Emily's cries become more urgent, her entire body writhing in pleasure as she approaches the climax.
She can feel David's passion building inside of her, his movements becoming more frantic as he tries to match her rhythm.
Their bodies move together, their sweat mingling as they reach a peak of ecstasy. The air is thick with their moans and cries, a symphony of pleasure that echoes through the room.
Emily feels as if she is floating, her mind drowned in a sea of sensation. She clutches at David, her nails digging into his back as she loses herself in the moment.
This is what she has been waiting for, what she has been dreaming of, and she throws herself into it with abandon.
Their movements are frantic, their bodies moving in perfect sync as they approach the climax. Emily feels herself growing even wetter, her body responding to David's touch with a fervor that takes her breath away.
She can feel David's desire building, his excitement palpable as he moves inside of her. She reaches out, running her hands over his chest, feeling the muscles underneath the skin.
She leans in, pressing her lips to his, her tongue tangling with his.
He responds eagerly, his hands moving down to her hips, pulling her closer.
They kiss for what seems like hours, their tongues dancing in a slow, sensual rhythm.
Emily feels her body begin to respond, her desire growing with each moment they spend together.
She breaks the kiss, looking up at him with a smile. "Let’s cum together David," she says, her voice husky with desire.
David nods, their eyes locked on each other as they approach the peak.
Emily feels her muscles tightening, her mind consumed by the pleasure that courses through her body.
David feels her clenching around him, his movements becoming more intense as they get closer and closer to the edge.
Their breath comes in quick gasps as they reach the peak, their cries of pleasure echoing throughout the room.
They stay like that for a while, savoring the afterglow of their climax.
End of chapter