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time, there was that tingling feeling in her guts that told her there was something more. Perhaps it was a little too extreme, perhaps it would hurt, but then there was also the possibility that it was exactly what she wanted. The only way to find out was to give it a shot. Whether she’d love it or regret it would have to be decided when all had been said and done.
     
    “Is this something you’ve always wanted to say?” James lifted a finger and gently brushed her cheeks. The question brought Sarah to a standstill. She thought about it several times before and she did have to admit that for a very long time she did feel like their nights, as great as the sex was, seemed to always lack something that she could not describe. It was something she only felt when James was rougher with her.
     
    Sarah bit his neck, softly and with a hint of seduction, before she answered, “Yes. Fuck me like a slut.” What the hell am I saying? I can’t believe I just blurted that out. Sarah felt her cheeks blush rosy red as shame and excitement flooded her senses. What would he say now?
     
    “I’ll work it out,” he said. “Go to sleep, babe. I got some ideas for you to think about.” And that was that. There was no hint of anger or anticipation in his tone or his choice of words. There was only the assurance that something was in store for her.
     
    James didn’t say a thing afterwards. Sarah didn’t ask either. She would just trust in his answer. She wasn’t even sure if he got the message. She wasn’t sure if he truly understood or if he took it in some other way. Whatever was about to unfold wasn’t going to be stopped at this point. The wheels had turned and she already brought the issue up.
     
    It was a bit surprising the way James handled it. All he did was ask if she liked it and that was it. There was no level of surprise; there was neither hint of disappointment nor excitement. She didn’t feel whether he wanted it or if he didn’t. Sarah shrugged the thoughts off. She wrapped her legs around his, with her soaked vagina pushed against his skin, and closed her eyes.
     
    It did not take too long for her to drift off to sleep. The night was cold and she slept well. Her body was exhausted and her mind drifted on the verge of pleasure and excitement. Her imagination swirled in the depths of her head and she dreamt of James taking advantage of her, using her and making her feel like an obedient little slut the way she had desired. If in her waking thoughts she was unsure, there was no such doubt in her sleep. In her dreams she was a slut, a girl he could use and fuck as roughly as he pleased whenever and wherever he wanted.
     
    When she awoke, she realized that she was soaked. Her pussy was moist and there were dry, sticky spots that flowed down her thighs. Without a doubt she had cum in the middle of the night, during her reverie and dreams. Luckily, James was still asleep. She slid out of bed, took a shower, and cleaned up. When she was done, she put on her favorite violet silk nightgown and got to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
     
    As she cooked she began to wonder what James really had in mind and what he took of their quick discussion the night before. Was he being serious or was this all just a jest against her wills? James did have a habit of playing silly pranks every now and then. But this wasn’t about setting her up to get smash-face drunk or to dress in something only he could make her get into. It was about changing the very dynamics of their sexual activities.
     
    Eggs, mashed potatoes, and bacon: the staples of his everyday meals. Sarah laid out the table, prepared his coffee, and went back to the bedroom to wake him up. James worked as a graphic designer for a new company in the city so he had to make good use of the little time they had during their mornings and evenings. That meant she had to get breakfast done right or he’d storm out in a rush to make it to the nearest fast food chain. She