Wifes Total Turnaround

My college girlfriend was a real slut, she'd been the party fuck at college parties, taking on anyone who didn't have a girl that night, she'd been gangbanged, done pretty much all of it. I dated her quite frankly because I needed to get laid and had recently broken up. Knowing it was nothing of an exclusive arrangement, I would take precautions not to get her pregnant nor catch a disease. We found ourselves really liking being together, sex was ok, but we really enjoyed talking to each other. I found out from her end it became exclusive, she'd stopped fucking around so much. I looked at it like I had a girl that would do anything, swallow, suck, fuck, buttfuck, take it on her face, her tits, her ass and even walk around in public with it.

Through talking I found out that she'd let 88 guys fuck her including me, and had also had lesbian sex with 3 girls and one older woman instructor at the college. To my amazement she said that she was a virgin less than a year before this. How she got to be the campus slut from a virgin was because she had been assaulted by three guys outside a club in town. They made her have sex, it was her first time, and she wasn't let go for 3 hours, they'd taken her three holes that night. I figured that would make her very timid and shy about sex, and she said she was for a month. Then figured she wasn't a virgin anymore she may as well let other guys do it. I didn't try to pry into the thought process she seemed to be quite normal with no trauma. She enjoyed sex, she orgasmed repeatedly, over and over each time we fucked.

As she got more and more comfortable around me, she would take my hand to her throat and make me squeeze as we fucked, then light slapping, mauling, even bruising her tits, ass, legs, even her pussy. It evolved to her being totally submissive to me, not just in sex but in our everyday lives. Not so outwardly that others would notice but it was always there. At times she would tell me about some sexual liason in her past, and bend over my table and have me take my belt to her ass. My belt went across her tits many times. She wanted to be mistreated, especially when I didn't fuck her, but rather the two of us had nice gentle love making, after she always wanted to be mistreated somehow.

After therapy, the inward need for herself to be punished is gone, but not the outward. She is just naturally submissive and I've learned to be dom. We are married, only after she "proved" to me that she could get pregnant. I have a beautiful, submissive wife, who loves sex and though with kids we have to curtail some of the louder elements of her punishment, a fist up her pussy is a good reminder of who is in charge.

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by Anonymous on Oct 24, 2021 at 9:44 PM

Your wife was a lot like me. Growing up was pretty normal. I had a few boys I kissed and stuff but nothing serious. The more I was eagerly looking forward to losing my virginity the more my parents got extra controlling and watchful. It wasn't until I started working that I got some of my freedom back. Once I had a car and a job my parents really slowed down trying to watch over me so much.

I started dating guys from work about the same time I started getting asked out of dates from boys at school. It was surreal. I went from never being asked out, to getting asked out from a guy at work or school almost every week. Even though I was willing to do more, pretty much every date ended up with me naked and giving them a BJ.

The man that took my virginity was from work. I had looked forward to doing full sex with him from our first date. The night he decided I was ready, he didn't ask, he took. I had really mixed emotions about that. I took a few weeks off from dating. The next date I went on was with a boy from school. I didn't mean to, but while blowing him I brought up that I lost my V on my last date. I guess he took that as permission as he also forcefully mounted me and had brief unwilling sex with me. When he finished he thanked me for letting him lose his V with me. I hadn't let him. After another break, pretty much every date expected full sex with me. As messed up as it was, I just went along with it. I had wanted to be sexually active since I was 13.

I chose a college far from home as I wanted sexual freedom and didn't want family or anyone that knew my family to know of my sinning. I started binge drinking and trying stuff. The first time I woke up naked in a strangers apartment, as bad as I hurt, I felt I had accomplished something important. A different back out time, I woke up in a strange bed and saw my clothes, purse and stuff but for some reason, maybe the stuff I was on, I had zero interest in putting on clothes. I hit the bathroom, retrieved my keys from my purse and used them to tie my hair as I walked home naked. I grew up in the country where I could have streaked without anyone seeing me but my first time streaking was in a city with a bunch of people watching.

For my own enjoyment I started stripping and escorting part time. I liked the money but I didn't like the stressful parts and all the work I had to do. I wanted the guys to do all the work. Not work to entertain the men. I did start to date even more though and my grades started to really suffer.

One afternoon at school I overheard a couple talking about pornos. He was trying to get her to let him film her. She was worried about negative stuff years later. Parts of that conversation stuck with me. I had been waiting for guys to make me do stuff I wanted. Why didn't I just make a porno and do what I wanted in it? Guys I've dated pretty much did all the one on one stuff I knew of, and my roommate and her bf was always available for threesomes and most strippers seemed to be gay so I was more thinking of gangbangs. I wanted to try one.

It took a while to get going on that and even longer to go through with it. Almost half of the guys that showed up for it went to my college so keeping it a secret at school was not going to happen. Once word spread that I did a gang bang porno I started getting work for bachelor parties. Bachelor parties, done right, were a lot of fun. It was a lot like stripping but without nearly as many restrictions. Escorting also picked up and I started getting hired for corporate gigs. Diddling powerful men was an eye opener.

Not long after that I got put on academic probation. Money was no longer a major issue so I cut back a bunch and focused on school enough to get out of probation and to find a better balance. By the time I graduated I had both contacts, from escorting, and a degree. One of my contacts helped me get a good position in the city near where I grew up and I started adult life anew. My husband knew I did stuff in college but he will NEVER get the whole truth

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