1. My Husband, My Slave--Part 2


    Date: 7/27/2017, Categories: Fiction, Cuckold, Cum Swallowing, Female Domination, Slavery, Torture, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    fucked. Doesn’t that wimp husband have enough to satisfy you?” “Leave John out of this, Joseph; this is strictly between you and me. How are you? How’s business? May I get you a glass of wine?” “Sure…white if you have it. You sure John won’t interrupt us? Where is he, anyway?” “He’s here…hiding in my closet, but he won’t say or do anything. He’s belted tightly into a heavy oak chair and he’s gagged. There’s been a major change in our relationship lately. He is—for all intents and purposes—my slave. He agreed because the only alternative was to be thrown out and divorced. It’s the best thing I’ve ever done. Not only do I have a faithful servant who does everything around here and provides the most intimate services on command, but I have probably saved his life. I know that John can be a colossal ass on occasion, but I do love him very much and I look forward to growing old with him. I trust you’ll be discreet and make no mention of this both in the bedroom and later.” “You know you can trust me, Sophie. Not a soul will know from my lips. I do find the concept interesting, though. Does he really obey you?” “Come downstairs to our basement and I’ll show you where I discipline him.” Once there I showed the chains, the rope, cane, crop, and even John’s belt. He was shocked at the strap-on and nipple clamps. I turned him around and kissed him, pressing my large firm breasts into his chest and rubbing my wet cunt over his thigh. “God, Sophie…I never thought I’d be able to do this ...
    again.” “C’mon—show time; remember, no recognition of John.” He nodded and I led him upstairs. “Before we go in…could you explain more about…?” “About how I made John my slave? Sure, want another glass of wine?” I walked quickly to the refrigerator and poured two glasses. Handing one to Joseph I sat next to him on the couch. “I suppose it really began about three months ago one night when John wanted to fuck me. I told him I had just showered and hated to leak all night so he’d have to clean me after. Of course, I meant with his tongue. He must have been really horny because he did agree about five minutes later. I was also pleased that he licked me to an orgasm, too. After that I made him clean me every time. Then he quit his job. “I knew he’d have trouble finding a new one, especially after he told me you had blackballed him.” “But, I didn’t. I only received two requests for references. I told both that his services were satisfactory, but that I felt he’d be happier and more productive in another industry. He may have cussed me out, but blackballing someone for that would be childish—even more childish than all that cussing.” “Hmmm…too bad I told John I wouldn’t reveal that he was my slave because I’m sure you’d love to witness his punishment. Lying is intolerable. Anyway, I encouraged him to do most of the housework while he wasn’t working. However, he screwed up one day and did nothing. I made him lie over the table while I took that belt of his across his butt a dozen ...
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