Sisterhood of Sin -- 9 -- The Dangerous Game - Sex Stories

Sisterhood of Sin -- 9 -- The Dangerous Game

"Hello, Sir. My name is Cate, and I'm here to play a game called 'Earn an Orgasm' with you. Your role is to make me earn an orgasm. To do that, I must keep this chastity belt on for three hours while you try to get me to take it off. If I take it off early you get to punish me. Until the time expires or until I remove it, I will be at your mercy. For the punishment, how about we agree that you can give me fifteen hard bare-bottom bare-handed spanks and then fuck me any way you like? If that doesn't make me come, then you can either do it any way you like or watch me do myself." "You said fifteen spanks? How about we make it thirty?" For so long, I've fought recognition of the connection between sexual arousal and humiliation, fearing that it meant that my gender was 'designed' by natural selection or divine purpose to be inferior and submissive, that 'liberated' is neither a natural nor a desirable state for women, that despite the facts that I was an outstanding engineer and that I am now an outstanding manager of engineers, my place in life was to crave cock, be filled with sperm, make babies, and accept the inferior status that I acquired by sharing the same gender as Eve, the Original Cunt who broke the rules, bit into an apple, and had the audacity to share it with her fuck buddy, Adam. This is the advantage of talking to a shrink. This clarity about the source of my inner turmoil allows me to confront it. Being humiliated really turns me on. With the help of my shrink, ...

... I finally admit that to myself. It is an uncomfortable thing to know about myself, but I've discovered that it is very common for both women and men, and that makes it not so bad. I'm sure that anthropologists have biological survival theories for why so many humans crave temporary sexual degradation to the status of slaves, but my shrink has helped me to accept that I don't really need a reason, I just need to practice restraint. And that goes double for the flip side of my nature, the occasional desire to dominate, to indulge in the control of my partner. Ordinary sex used to feel great, and hopefully it will again some day. But until then, I can push the boundaries a little, take it slow, and strive for sex within the set of circumstances that makes it better. And it's okay if those circumstances are humiliating to me or my partner. Feeling pain does not turn me on, but spanking me like a misbehaving child does. Sucking a cock does not turn me on, but calling me a whore for doing it lights a fire in my pussy. Losing control of my body in the throes of orgasm is mildly humiliating, but with the right partner, I can carefully make it more humiliating and more enjoyable. I have to see whether my husband is the right partner for this. He responded very well to learning that I am bisexual. I intend to learn more about him, and let him learn more about me. That's why I made up this game, and that's why I walked into the bedroom on a Saturday evening after the kids have returned ...