Adult-themed Short Story: Kinky Gone Wrong

“What’s something kinky that you’ve always wanted to do?” Kaspin drew circles on Jullian’s hand as he waited for her answer.

On that day, the Millards quickly grew closer to their six-month marriage anniversary. As a couple who had done it all, Juillan thoroughly contemplated what exciting, sexual adventure they could try.

“Hm … Well, I’ve always wanted to try … S&M.” Jullian’s eyes shone bright as a curious sparkle glimmered in her amber-tinted eyes.

Kaspin’s stunned gaze flicked around the room, assuring that no one had heard his wife’s confession. For a brief moment, he recognized that a mom-and-pop burger shop hadn’t been the best location for that conversation.

The Millards had married young, as teenagers. Hence, at that point in their marriage, he desperately wanted to keep their bedroom heat as scorching as possible. Kaspin’s muscular-frame leaned forward, gently pulling his curvy wife in his direction.

“Slave and master?” His husky whisper caused Jullian’s neck to produce goosebumps, then a bright blush spread across her face and chest as she shook her head in agreement.

“Well, what do you have in mind?” Kaspin sipped his strawberry milkshake, waiting for Jullian’s response.

S&M possibilities and toys flooded Jullian’s mind while she swirled a fry into a ketchup cup. In a naughty manner, she drew the condiment-covered food to her lips and seductively licked the sauce before shoving the salted stick in her mouth. A sudden, disgusted gasp signaled from the Millard’s right. At that time, the newlyweds could barely contain their amusement when they noticed a rubbernecking older couple.

Later that night, after hours of traditional sex, Jullian fell asleep while Kaspin formulated a plan to initiate their S&M adventure. His boxers hitched as he thought of everything he could do to sexually dominate his wife.

Without further consideration, Mr. Millard snuck out of bed and crept toward the closet. Once inside, he collected a sock from the hamper and four belts from a rack. With ninja-like caution, he returned to his slumbering wife. Mrs. Millard had always been a deep sleeper, so her husband found it easy to strip her naked and then use the belts to secure her to their bed. Just as Kaspin finished with the last belt, Jullian stirred awake.

“Uhh … Kaspin?” Her voice rattled with fear. Before she could say another, he shoved the dirty sock in her mouth.

Fright ran rapid through Jullian as frantic, horror-filled thoughts overwhelmed her mind. Uncontrollable tears flowed from her eyes when she believed that someone had broken into their home, killed her beloved husband, and had tied her to the bed to live out unspeakable acts. Through the filthy sock, Mrs. Millard’s muffled screams increased until her husband stopped exploring his wife’s curves and removed the sock from her mouth.

“Please … Please, don’t do this. Where’s Kaspin?! Did you kill him? Please don’t hurt me,” she sobbed as Kaspin nipped at her full right nipple.

For a moment, the confused husband struggled to see his wife’s terror-contorted face in the bedroom’s darkness. Remorse swiftly struck him as he realized that he should have planned such a bold move with his wife.

“Please,” Jullian whimpered as Kaspin grew guiltier by the millisecond.

Mr. Milliard acknowledged what he had to do. He rolled off the bed, shuffled to the nightstand and twisted on the lamp. Confusion then rage rapidly washed over Jullian’s face as she observed her husband’s diverted stare. He couldn’t face her because what he thought would have been kinky had resulted in a traumatic sexual experience.

“I’m—” Kaspin begun to apologize, but his wife interrupted him. “What the eff is wrong with you? This is effin psychotic—not sexy!” Her voice strained as she fought against the belts that held her to the bed.

Shame kept Mr. Millard quiet while he untied his wife and tried to make it right by giving Mrs. Millard a massage. Yet, Jullian had no interest in his remorse. She hastily hurled out of bed and dressed herself.

Many days passed before the Millards could share their bed. At first, Kaspin’s touch would induce Jullian to launch into a fit of anger. But with time, Jullian realized that her husband had poorly executed a desirable idea. After weeks of patience and understanding, the loving couple overcame their only attempt at S&M. As the years passed, they developed a sense of humor towards their failed sexual adventure.