Page 36 of Shameful Needs
“I don’t know,” she sobbed. “I… maybe, sir?”
Heather
“Alright,”Ryan said, his voice full of a degrading sarcasm that set my nervous system alight even as my mind recoiled. “Congratulations, Heather. You’remyass girl now. And when I claim your asshole you’re going to forget all about your ex.”
The words sent a jolt of electricity straight through my core, and I couldn’t suppress the whimper that escaped my lips. Hearing those degrading words from Ryan’s mouth—my kind, respectful husband—made something deep inside me, deeper than anything in my body, seem to clench with shameful arousal.
“I can see that you like that,” he observed, his voice taking on a detached tone that reminded me of Master Paul. “Your body really doesn’t lie, does it, Heather?”
I shook my head frantically, tears still streaming down my cheeks. “I don’t want to like it,” I sobbed. “I tried so hard to be different for you, to be the kind of wife I thought you deserved.”
“The kind of wife I deserved,” Ryan repeated, his hand still cupping my chin. “You mean the kind who lies about what she needs? Who fakes orgasms and denies her husband the pleasures she owes him?”
His words cut deep, but I couldn’t argue with them. That was exactly what I’d done—created a false version of myself that I thought would make him happy, while secretly craving the very things I’d told him were off limits.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “I’m so sorry, sir.”
Ryan’s eyes studied my face with an intensity that made me feel completely exposed. “Sorry isn’t enough anymore,” he said quietly. “It’s time for me to claim what’s mine.”
My heart hammered against my ribs as he stepped back and began to untie the belt of his black robe. The fabric fell open, and then he was shrugging it off his shoulders completely, letting it pool on the floor behind him.
“Oh, my God,” I breathed, my eyes going wide as I saw my husband’s cock for the first time—really saw it, up close and fully erect in a way that our gentle lovemaking in the dark had never allowed.
It was enormous. Thick and long, jutting proudly from his body with a commanding presence that made my mouth go dry. In all our months of marriage, I’d felt its size inside me, but never truly comprehended what Ryan was working with. Now, bound and helpless before him, I could see every intimidating inch.
“I know it’s even bigger than Master Paul’s,” Ryan said, his voice carrying a satisfaction that sent shivers through me. “I’ve been concerned about hurting you with it, but no longer.”
Fear crashed over me in waves. Master Paul had been large enough to make me struggle to take him in my mouth, but Ryan… Ryan was something else entirely. The thought of himusing that massive cock on my body, especially in the way Chad had trained me to accept, made panic rise in my throat.
“Sir,” I whispered, my voice shaking, “your cock is the biggest one I’ve ever seen. I want to be good for you, I really do, but I don’t think I can take it inside my mouth or my bottom. It will be very uncomfortable.”
Even as the words left my mouth, I recognized what I was doing. Some rebellious part of me was testing him, seeing if he would back down the way the old Ryan might have. Seeing if this new dominance was real or just an act he was putting on for the trainers.
Ryan’s eyes hardened, and I knew immediately that he understood exactly what I was trying to do.
“You’re going to get used to having my cock in your mouth and your ass whether you like it or not,” he said, his voice carrying an absolute finality that made my pussy clench with shameful arousal. “Your comfort isn’t my concern anymore, Heather. Your obedience is.”
The words struck me forcefully, but underneath the fear was something else—a deep, primal satisfaction that he’d passed my test. This wasn’t the hesitant man I’d married. This was someone who would take what he wanted from me, someone who wouldn’t be swayed by my protests or fears.
“Now get me ready for your ass, ass girl,” my husband said roughly. “Open that pretty mouth.”
I opened my mouth, my lips parting as Ryan stepped closer. The massive head of his cock brushed against my lips, and I felt myself tremble at the contact. This was my husband—the man I’d married, the gentleman who’d always asked permission for everything. But the thick shaft pressing against my mouth seemed to belong to someone else entirely, someone who would take what he wanted without apology.
“Show me what Chad taught you,” Ryan commanded, his voice rough with authority. “Take it deep.”
I parted my lips wider, putting my tongue out as I’d been taught. Ryan thrust in slowly, one big hand guiding his massive penis and the other at the back of my head. He was salty, musky, overwhelmingly male in a way that made my head spin. As I received him into my mouth, deeper and deeper, muscle memory kicked in from all those sessions with Chad, my throat automatically relaxing to try to accommodate his size.
But Ryan was so much bigger. I gagged almost immediately, tears springing to my eyes as I struggled to take even half of his length. The restraints kept me perfectly positioned for his use, unable to pull back or control the depth as he began to enjoy me, his hips moving back and forth to drive his cock in and out.
“Deeper,” he growled, his hands tangling in my hair. “I know you can do better than that.”
I fought against my gag reflex, forcing myself to relax as Chad had taught me. Slowly, agonizingly, I managed to take more of him, my throat stretching around his girth until I thought I might pass out from lack of air.
“Better,” Ryan said with satisfaction after a few more thrusts. “That feels very good, ass girl. Now show me how you lick a man’s balls.”
He pulled back, his cock sliding from my mouth with a wet sound that made my cheeks burn with shame. But I obeyed, extending my tongue to lap at his heavy sac, remembering how Chad had demanded this particular service. I worked my tongue around each testicle, taking them into my mouth one at a time while Ryan groaned above me.
“Remarkable,” I heard Dr. Hamelin say from somewhere behind me. “She really is exceptionally well trained.”
