Her hands would not stop shaking while she continued to prepare dinner.
Her confusion was evident, the love for her husband clouded her judgement. Conflicted by his earlier actions she felt a bit helpless. Fear gripped her as the memory of her husband about to slash her face kept invading her mind. Her own orgasm during the macabre sex act boggled her even more. His deep voice broke her thoughts.
"Let's go out after dinner, I want to go shopping."
The odd comment had caught her off guard. It was pretty late to go shopping, she said as much.
"It's kinda late, you ok"?
"Yeah, I just want to pick up a few things for later tonight".
Her anxiety peaked, what did he have planned?
Their first stop was an all night department store. The lot was fairly empty and so was the brightly lit interior. Her husband dragged her to the toy section where he grabbed a couple fake army knifes.
"No more real knifes babe, that scared the shit out of your old man"!
She sighed in relief and spoke.
"Good God, me to baby. It was hot thought too"!
"I thought so, but we need to play it safe. I love you".
"I love you to big fella".
The next stop on their night ride was an adult novelty store. They had never been in one together, excitement enveloped them as they walked the colorful store.
A tattooed and pierced girl sat at the counter and watched them in curiosity, her only customers at this hour and they looked like yuppies. Her husband broke the silence.
"Have you got a cart or a basket we could use"?
She looked perplexed as she spoke.
"No, we don't. Why, wait umm. Oh.... Well just bring it all up here and we'll sort it out as you go".
He walked over and started ripping things off the racks with fury. His wife stood slack jawed along with the cashier. He walked over and dropped handfuls of various items on the counter then turned to speak to his wife.
"Come on babe grab everything you see that you want, let's have some fun"!
Her eyes grew large for just a second. She turned and bounded towards the far wall of the shop filling her arms as she bounced. He was just going for round two when he heard the sound of falling objects. She dropped everything and stopped.
"I want that"!
She pointed at a large box that held a sex swing. He had never seen anything like it and it turned him on just looking at it.
"Yes"!
It was all he said as he went back to his spree. He was a man on a mission!
Over a thousand dollars later they headed home with a car full of toys. Enough to open their own shop, or dungeon!
Her mind was a flutter, anticipation of what he was going to do to her was riding her hard. She was high on adrenaline and couldn't sit still. Her anxiety grew as they pulled in the drive, he smiled.
"You ready? We need a safe word baby".
"A safe word"?
"Yeah in case we go to far".
She like the sound if that, it sparked her sexual appetite. This new man was exciting the crap out of her.
"Umm. How about apple"?
"Ok"!
He was on her as soon as they made it through the door, ripping at he blouse and jeans. Kissing her body as he ravished her.
"Stop"!
His wife's words halted his advance.
"Why, what's up babe"?
"The swing, I want the swing"!
He took off for the car and began unloading their new toys in the darkened driveway. Several trips later and he was unpacking a sex swing in their bed room.
His wife sat on the bed and began to play with a large new dildo right in front of him as he worked naked on the swing. He cursed as he worked, switching between the project and watching his wife get off alone on the bed.
Finished building he grabbed the fake knife off the ground and motioned her with it towards the swing.
"Get in, now"!
The swing had a spot for her to sit and two stirrups for her feet. He lifted her nude body in the air and set her in the contraption.
"How is it babe"?
"Comfy"!
She looked amazing spread eagle in front of him, her hands held the fabric that supported her behind. He could not wait to take her. The knife in his hand began to trace her breasts, his arousal grew more intense.
The buzz of pleasure and pain of his tormented mind had leveled out as of late. He depended on the southing sound in his mind that softened his torture. The fog was pushed back into a clarity he had never felt before. The power over his wife that he held at the moment cleaned the static fury piercing his brain.
He basked in this new glory as he looked around the room, various devices of pleasure surrounded them on the floor. His eyes locked on a specific long thin box just to his right.
He new exactly how he was going to start tonight's festivities.....
