Newlyweds, Isabel and Sam had been married for one year.

This is the story of how Isabel became a sex slave for her husband.

She was around five foot seven inches, tall, very fair in complexion. With big plump breasts, her husband just loved playing

with all the time, and with sexy brown eyes, hot, luscious lips, and a sexy ass, too.

She was a big head turner wherever she went with her dropped dead

gorgeous looks. It was the first time they were practicing BDSM, and Sam turned to her one summer

night while they were laying on the couch in the living room. He told her,

I am your master. You must obey everything I tell you to do. Isabel, suddenly feeling

flustered and excited, quickly nodded. Yes, master. Isabel took a deep breath and summoned her strength.

Sam raised his eyebrows and looked at her for a few moments before speaking. Go upstairs to the

bedroom. I'll be up in a few minutes. When you get there, strip naked and stand in front

of the bed and wait for me. He instructed her. Isabel paused slightly and looked at him,

before turning to go. Why did she have to be completely naked for this? She thought to herself.

That hadn't been part of the deal, but she would accept it. She knew she only had herself to blame,

and she would accept whatever happened next. When she got into the bedroom, she kicked off her shoes and socks. Then,

she proceeded to take off her sweatshirt. This felt so weird. She was going to get spanked. She had

never even been spanked as a child. Her parents didn't believe in that sort of thing when she was growing

up, but now, as a 28-year-old woman, it was about to happen. She continued stripping,

taking off her jeans, and then her bra. As her thumbs went around the elastic band of her cotton panties,

she suddenly felt self-conscious.

Why all of a sudden did it feel weird, knowing she would be naked in front of Sam?

He'd seen her naked hundreds, probably thousands of times. But for some reason, this just felt

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