1. My Husband, My Slave--Part 3


    Date: 9/27/2017, Categories: Fiction, Cuckold, Cum Swallowing, Female Domination, Oral Sex, Slavery, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 89.5, Source: sexstories.com

    I tasted myself. “Get up and wash your face then let’s have hot dogs for lunch. Make one for me and two for yourself.” I kissed him again and he jumped up to his task. I ate in the living room at the coffee table handing John bits of hot dog and roll as he sat patiently between my legs. I was in a good mood after meeting Daniel and John’s treatment of my feet and puss. I gladly shared my Pepsi, kissing John almost every time I fed him. I wanted him to feel loved after this morning’s conversation. After lunch I told John that I wanted to throw a party for my staff and boss in two weeks. We discussed as equals the hors d’oeuvres we’d serve and what kinds and amounts of liquors we’d serve. I returned to my Mistress role once we were done. “At past parties you always disappeared to watch TV. You will not only help with the food and drinks, but you will socialize with my guests—our guests. You can be quite the charmer when you want to be. I will expect your best efforts just as I do every day.” John hung his head and, a second later, he bent to kiss my feet. “I never knew, John, how much you love my feet.” “You have beautiful feet, Miss Sophie,” he said just above a whisper. “Thank you, John. You’ll spend the afternoon learning how to make them even more beautiful. Let’s go into the bathroom. I need to show you a few things.” Sitting on a stool I coached John through his first pedicure. He shaped and smoothed my toenails then he removed the old polish, allowing them to dry ...
    before applying new. I had him remove the polish four times before I was completely satisfied. John blew on my toes each time to dry the polish. Once he was done I taught him how to manage my fingernails. They were easier in my opinion and, after all his earlier practice John was perfect on only the third attempt. He looked up at me from his position on the floor with an expression of complete adoration. I praised him and pulled him up for another long kiss. Sunday morning I gave John’s body a close inspection. His butt had almost completely healed from his Friday night whipping. I had especially stayed away from his new tattoo to protect him. Rubbing in the healing salve, I noticed a few hairs in his pubic region. Hands cuffed behind his back, more as a formality than a necessity, I removed the cock cage and gave him another application of the depilatory. I knew that in time all his body hair in that region would completely die. I’d leave the rest of his hair, having promised not to embarrass or humiliate him publicly. Once John had shaved my legs, armpits, and pubic region on Sunday afternoon I knew I was ready for the week. I took an hour to reward him that evening. Once he was unlocked I climbed onto the bed on hands and knees, head down on a pillow as my puss was open to him. “Fuck me, John. I need it tonight. I’ll take care of you once I’m done.” John moved up behind me, his knees against the side of the mattress. His hands pulled me back as he rubbed himself into my slit. ...
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