As a kinky sub bottom boy, I’ve had a specific fantasy for several years now involving being used sexually speaking, while either passed out or heavily under the influence of a substance. I’m not sure why it took me so long, but last night I decided to try out this fantasy of mine. My husband, who is a natural Dom type, was super horned up all day and he made it clear he wanted sex later in the evening which I was of course anticipating!
Anyway, I have migraines that come and go… yesterday afternoon one started to build… which annoyed me given it likely would mean I wasn’t going to be having sex later. When I get one, I usually take two pills… one of which being a muscle relaxer. My body reacts to this pill very intensely and it typically knocks me out or leaves me feeling very high feeling and barely able to move, which is why I only take them sparingly (and also to avoid any addiction issues). Well, last night I took the first pill and it began to dull my headache, thankfully. So much so, I told my husband I was good to go for sex which he loved hearing!
Then it occurred to me… what if before we went off to have sex, I took my muscle relaxer? It was one of those moments where I remembered my long time fantasy of being used/fucked while not in control/out of it and thought, “why didn’t you think of this sooner?!” So I asked my husband what he thought. He knows (and enjoys) that I am a kinky bottom boy, as he is a kinky top. But I didn’t know if he’d think this was a bridge too far… to my surprise, he said that while he never thought of doing such a thing, he absolutely loved the idea and was turned on that I wanted to do such a thing with him given it requires total trust and giving up of all control. We briefly went over my preferences, getting more specific about this fantasy of mine and what all I imagined it to be.
I went to go get cleaned up, take a shower, etc., I took the muscle relaxer as soon as I finished showering, then began to get into some sexy gear (harness, chains, jockstrap, high socks). About 20 mins later, my husband came into the bedroom and found me laying on the bed, as a nice buzz started to set in. I reiterated that I was his to use for the night. Essentially, I gave him complete control over how the night would go, knowing that he loves longer sessions… he made a point to tell me once again that we’d not do anything I didn’t already enjoy (which very little!) to ensure I felt at ease both during and after the session. We began watching porn as he had me suck on his fat dick and that is the last clear memory I have!
To condense this story, for the next 2 hours, he would use my body as a complete pleasure vessel, as I had intended. I have vague memories of some of what we did… like when he had me gagging and spitting up on his cock, fucking my throat as I laid on a waterproof throw blanket. Or when he carried me over to our sex sling, then began using various shaped/sized toys on my hole to prep me for the hard fucking that was coming. Also, his hands on my ass as he turned it red. I can remember feeling almost out of body… like I was there and felt it but also was elsewhere. It is all fuzzy and almost feels like I was dreaming it all up in my head. I do remember him turning on our bedroom lights to the color red, dimly lit… which I love. As well as a few times feeling like I was being used like a toy… it was very intense yet I couldn’t really speak or form sentences.
For those curious, no, he did not (and would not) harm me… I didn’t wake up injured or feeling like I had been in any way abused, I was no more sore than I’d normally be after our longer fuck sessions – a little soreness for me means we had a good time! I definitely wouldn’t have done this with a stranger though! I asked him this morning about all these fuzzy memories and he confirmed they were real and not a dream. I didn’t have much expectations for this entire thing, but I can tell y’all I LOVED the experience (as did he) and want to do it again soon. Has anyone else had a similar experience? I’d love to hear from you kinksters! 🙂