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Wives: Ownership and Punishment
Wives: Ownership and Punishment
Wives: Ownership and Punishment
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Wives: Ownership and Punishment

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A wife is an absurdly erotic thing. She is a chosen one, a special one, she is the preferred one. All other women come second to her.
The husband has a wife for his pleasure. Many wives love being owned and dominated by their husbands. They feel safe and secure in that relationship. Husbands sometimes need to punish their wives.
The stories in this book explore what it is like to be such a wife, and such a husband.
These are the lucky ones.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherAlex England
Release dateJan 25, 2015
ISBN9781310957154
Wives: Ownership and Punishment
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Alex England

I am based in the UK but I travel a lot so am never in one place for very long.I have a wealth of life to call on for my writing having lived in lots of countries, had lots of jobs, had many relationships, and have had too many interests for too many years!I love the outdoors which is a good thing for a writer who tends to spend a lot of time indoors. It is a good antidote, and a great source of inspiration.I am devoted to the erotic life, and don't see why every moment shouldn't be an erotic moment. So many people never fulfil their erotic potential. Such a shame.

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    Wives - Alex England

    Wives – Ownership and Punishment

    By

    Alex England

    Text Copyright © Alex England

    All Rights Reserved

    Smashwords Edition

    Cover designed by Firefly

    Other books by Alex England

    Alex England Shorts- 10 Erotic Moments – Volumes 1, 2, and 3

    I’d Rather Be Fucking – Volumes 1, 2, and 3

    I’d Rather Be Fucking – Compendium Edition

    Sarah and Jenny

    The Sisters

    Erotic Moments With Your Woman – A Guide For Men (and their women too!)

    Poems – on sex and love and intimate things

    Contact Alex England at alexenglandtoo@gmail.com

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    Contents

    What is it about wives?

    Punishment

    Owning My Wife

    Tied To Door, Waiting

    Sir David Punishes His Wife

    Tied to A Chair

    Mike’s Wife

    The Owned Wife

    Contact Alex

    Other titles by Alex England

    Free Story - The Farmer’s Wife – from I’d Rather Be Fucking Vol 2

    What is it about wives?

    A wife is an absurdly erotic thing. She is a chosen one, a special one, she is the preferred one. All other women come second to her.

    The husband has a wife for his pleasure. Many wives love being owned and dominated by their husbands. They feel safe and secure in that relationship. Husbands sometimes need to punish their wives.

    The stories in this book explore what it is like to be such a wife, and such a husband.

    These are the lucky ones.

    Alex

    Punishment

    I am a wife. I love being a wife. It means I am married to a man. Married. To. A. Man. That is such a powerful thing. Being married. I know everyone does it but to me it is almost overwhelming. Emotionally overwhelming. To think that a man, this particular man, liked me, me, so much he wanted to own me and have me as his companion for the rest of his life. Well. Phew.

    The thing I like best about being married is the sharing. You share everything. Everything. At least I do with my husband. Every single thing about me belongs to him too. I share everything, I give everything. Everything. It is such a massive, huge thing to know that another human being knows as much as you do about yourself. I know lots of couples don’t share everything, but more fool them I say. Because it is such a deep, spiritual, emotional and physical bond when you share everything. Sometimes my feelings towards my husband, and towards the simple fact of him being my husband, are so overwhelming that I cannot find satisfaction from talking, or hugging, or kissing, or even fucking. Even when he’s fucking my ass, or cumming in my mouth, or bringing me to orgasm. Sometimes even that is not enough. Sometimes I am in tears after fucking because I need more, more feeling, more sensation, more of him causing those emotions in me. I want complete emotional overload, I want to be taken away from myself and into another world where everything is heightened and big and I feel like exploding. I need to be in a place where my body screams and I lose control and every cell in my body is aching for my man, aching for my husband, aching for the man who has chosen me and wants me, wants me! Me! Oh god you have no idea what that feels like! It is heaven and hell and heaven again, it is explosion and chaos and raw, raw, emotion coming from somewhere inside me. Have you ever felt like that? Have you ever given so much, more than so much, given everything of yourself? Absolutely everything, until there is nothing left to give? Until there is nothing left of you, absolutely nothing left? God I hope you have.

    When I am in this place, in this mood, my husband knows what to do. He takes me to our bedroom, he strips me naked, and he thrashes me with a cane. He thrashes me on and on, on my bottom, sometimes on my breasts, he thrashes me, and he goes on thrashing me until I explode. I scream and fight and swear and cry but he carries on, and on and on, until that point when the last cane stroke sends me over and I fall to bits. Then he stops caning me and he holds me and I drown in the knowledge that I never never never never never want to be anywhere else, or be with anyone else, or be owned by anyone else, and I cry and cry and cry, not from the pain, but from the certainty of being loved and wanted and cherished my another human being, so much that he, out of love, is able to cause me so much pain because I want it.

    I ache for the pain. Pain is the truest, cleanest sensation. To me it is an emotion. It does not lie, it does not pretend, it does not fool you or give

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