Imprinted On This Man Who Is Also My Husband

From the day I started work there my boss had his eyes on me. It was obvious, the other women noticed too. I kept my distance, always making sure there was somebody there with me, kept a table or desk between us. It didn't stop him from verbal comments. Nice tits, I can't wait to get my hands on those tits. But nothing physical, I didn't tempt him with unnecessary cleavage or wear knits or tank tops or tight shirts.

The department went out one Friday for the 50th birthday of the Controller. I had way too much to drink, my boss insisted on driving me home. I puked in his car. At my apartment he put me in the shower and forced me to strip until I was naked. He slapped my hands, he wanted to see my tits and was upset I had too much bush for him. After he showered me he had me layout on the bed for him. Keeping my hands beside me. He lowered his pants snd told me he was going to fuck me. I opened my legs for him.

He kept me naked that night and the next morning until he took his car to a detail center. He came back for me in a ride here and we went to get my car. Back at my apartment he asked for a blowjob to show him my appreciation.

At work everything was normal until he asked me when I got my period. He was going to take me on a seven day cruise in the Caribbean. A honeymoon so I imprinted him as my sex partner. During the cruise he sprung on me that on the high seas the Captain was going to marry us. I came home his wife, but to make double sure he had me marry him again at the County seat.

I'm like a sex slave, it's all about sex with me. I'm way past imprinted. He wants my tits out for breakfast, my bush trimmed back so there is no doubt I'm a girl. I don't work with him because of company policy, but I'm in touch with my former coworkers. 1