He's Training Me

I am monogamous by nature. I have never cheated in my life. But it's not cheating if he watches is it?

I have to admit that due to my first years of sexual awareness, I crave belonging to a group of men, to be used as they wish. So it's lucky for me that I met a man who loves to exert his dominance by sharing me out.

The only problem is that I still have mental and emotional blocks that tell me I am a dirty, worthless **** (not in a way that turns me on either), so I have a hard time enjoying what I crave.

So my husband reminds me, along with tender kisses, caresses, bitings and the occasional grip around my throat, that I don't have a choice. He reminds me that it's none of my business who uses me, and that even if it was, they are just acting out his will anyway. He reminds me that the men inside me are just warm ****** he's using on me for his pleasure.

I'm not being dirty, I'm not being a ****. I'm being his

Slowly, but certainly, that self destructive voice that tells me I'm worthless is being replaced by his deep, steady voice telling me how much he loves me and how much I please him.