ExtremeCouponing by Sabrina York Page B

that.”
    Ah. Bella was back. No longer a sub, no longer a slave. She
was ready to be his partner, his wife. She was ready to boss him around in bed.
And he loved it.
    “What do you want, Bella? What to you need?”
    “Cock. Your cock. Come on, Tae. Harder. I want…I want… Oh.
Yes.”
    Trails of hot pleasure shot though him as she clenched
around his cock again, and then a new sensation nearly sent him over the moon.
Her finger, her tiny, slender, delicate finger, found his ass.
    She held his gaze as she slipped it in, clearly pleased at
his reaction, at the shudders and groans her worming work invoked.
    “Aw, Jesus.” Suddenly, holding back was impossible. His cum
rose in an exquisite pressure, a molten stream, searing him.
    Bella pulled him closer, added another digit to the pressure
in his ass. She whispered in his ear, “Come in me, baby. Give it to me. Give
it. Ah yes.”
    She came again, just as he erupted, pouring himself into her
womb. Her legs wrapped around him, locking him in—right where he wanted to
be—as absolute bliss descended on them both.
    Oh yeah. She was his devoted slave.
    But really, he was hers.
     
    They lay together on the couch forever, just holding each
other. It was a gentle energy. A loving one.
    After a while, Tae lifted his head and kissed her. “So what
did you think of Bondage Night?”
    Bella grimaced. “I hated it.”
    He stilled, stared at her. His Adam’s apple worked. “Did
you? Did you really?”
    She put out a lip. “You were beastly.”
    “But you liked it… Didn’t you?”
    “I liked the orgasm.”
    “Hmm. It was an awesome orgasm.”
    She whispered, “I liked the toys.”
    “My hardware ?”
    “Mmm hmm.” She laughed at his joke. “But what about the
pliers? I nearly went insane wondering what you were going to do to me with
them.”
    “The pliers?”
    She socked him lightly on the shoulder. “Yes, Tae. Those
nasty, evil-looking needle-nose pliers. What were you going to do with them?”
    A flush crept up his cheeks. “Honestly?”
    “Yes. I need to know. What was your plan? Why did you make
me buy them?”
    “I had you buy them because…”
    “Yes?”
    He grinned sheepishly. “I needed a new pair of pliers.”

Part Three: Chapter Seven
    Housewifery
     
    After Bondage Night, Bella spend a lot of time in the slave
cave. Sometimes Tae tied her to the rack and tantalized her for hours—and
sometimes he couldn’t be bothered with teasing and they went straight to fucking,
madly, on the couch or over the table or across the weightlifting bench.
    Tae’s creativity knew no bounds, which delighted Bella. He’d
taken her to several stores—the housewares outlet, a gourmet chocolate shop,
the pet store—and commanded her to select her own toys. She now had a slotted
spatula just for spankings.
    At the pet store they’d found a wide array of surprisingly
erotic dog toys, some of which squeaked when he shoved them into her pussy. Tae
bought her a leash—which she adored, especially when he clipped one end to her
collar and spanked her with the other—and made a tag for her collar to remind
her she was, in fact, a bitch in heat . They spent hours trolling stores
and exploring items he could use in his wicked play. She loved it.
    Their sex life had definitely perked up.
    It was at the point where she kind of hated going to work,
because when she was there she had to think about something other than Tae.
About something other than their naughty games. She still went to work, but it
was difficult.
    It was especially difficult one Tuesday in March when, after
returning from a long meeting, Bella found a beautiful bouquet of flowers on
her desk.
    She grinned at Molly, her assistant. “When did these come?”
    “Before noon.” Molly winked. “I think you have an admirer.”
    Bella chuckled and pulled out the card. Her heart stuttered.
    S —it began— Cannot wait until tonight. Call me.
Your M.
    It was all she could do to restrain a shudder. She knew