Being caught out.
Your phone goes at 11."I will see you at your house at 12.30 be ready
for me" you put the phone down. You have been at my beck and call now
for a number of months and have got used to the phone calls. You know
exactly what is expected off you. You say to everybody that you have to
pop out to deal with a problem and that you'll take your dinner hour now
and work late to make up the time.
You dash home getting excited as you know what is going to happen to you
and the pleasure that you are going to get by being used. When you get
home you shower and shave your pussy smooth hoping that Sirs tongue will
be pleased with the results, you also do your hair and make up. You know
how to dress to please Sir. You dress in heels, stocking and nothing
else. As your getting ready the excitement builds and 5 mins before he
is due to put the door on the latch so Sir can let himself straight in
and then prepare yourself for Sir's arrival. You stand in the centre of
your lounge legs slightly apart with your chest pushed out and your arms
behind you.
For what seems like ages you wait and then you hear the door click and
you know I am here.
I walk into the room and inspect you. You notice I am holding a riding
crop and your eyes widen at the thought of what I have in mind with it.
I walk round you and ask if you deserve to wear my collar, you know
better than to answer me as I will make my own mind up about what you
deserve. When I am behind you I run the crop over your bum and between
your legs. The light touch makes you desire but you know that the crop
can also bring pain as well as pleasure so you don't let your desire
show to much. I learn forward and whispered in your ear "you are a good
girl" you are in for delights today my little slave. You shiver as I
said this cause you knew I was about to put the collar on and take
control. I then put it around your neck and do the buckle up, I then
grab your hair and pull it back and say how does that feel slut.
You feel the anticipation starting to raise . I then took a step back
and looked at me and start to make lewd remarks about you. That you are
now my little slut and that I will have me any way you want. No isn't in
my vocabulary and I will not except it at all. As your standing there I
slap your legs with the crop and say turn round which you do. The
sensations are flowing fast and furious through your body. I say to you
to put your elbows down on the bed with your face into the bed. It seems
like ages before you feel something softly float over your body but your
not certain what it was. Then the crop came down on your bottom. Stick
your arse in the air bitch I say. The sudden pain makes you groan
loudly, and I I whisper to you "you like that then do year Lets see just
how much". I then roughly stick my finger around your clitoris area and
say Christ you do love it. I then grab your hair and pull your head back
and stick my finger in your mouth saying "suck you slut make it clean
again cos after all it is your mess"
Then I threw your head back down and pushed it in to the bed. "Lets
continue you little fucker I haven't even started with you yet". You
felt the handle being whipped against your pussy that's what you had
felt earlier softly at first then harder as your clitoris got harder and
more wetter by the second.
I then grabbed the collar and pulled your head up and said "Suck my cock
bitch", I swung you around as I was walking towards the lounger. You
were fumbling for my belt, a bit bewildered really as were being pulled
towards the other side of the room. There you are made to kneel on the
sofa with your face pushed into the back of it. I tell you to stick your
arse in the air which you eagerly do, knowing that you are going to feel
the pleasure that sir can give you. Your pussy is dripping onto the sofa
and you are begging for sir to touch you.
All of a sudden a phone goes. "Hello.....ok I'll be right there". "I
have to go there has been a problem with my kids at school, that was the
wife, I have to go"
I leave and your left frustrated and feeling let down. You slowly get up
coming down from the high that I have given you and wander over to the
bed. You flop onto it and sulk thinking that you have to go back to work
and your going to be frustrated for the whole weekend. Even playing with
yourself and making yourself cum will only make the desire worse.
As your lead there you here the door bell go, you decide to ignore it.
Again it goes and keeps going. You throw on your dressing gown over your
stockings and heels and just hope you can get rid of whoever it is
quickly as you should be getting back to work.
You answer the door and a woman in her late 20's early 30's is standing
there in a smart suite and coat. She is medium build with dark blonde
hair down to her shoulders. "Hello I am DC Jones from the local Police,
we have had reports of break ins round here recently. Can I come in and
have a quick chat with you" You feel awkward in your stockings and heels
with your dressing gown over but she is quite demanding that she must
some in an ask some questions.
You bring her through to the lounge concuse of how you must look. You
sit down and she sits opposite you. She ask you for some id so you get
up and go across to your back to get your driving license and that is
the last thing you remember.
You wake up and you cant move. Your hands and feet are bound and you are
lying on your bed naked apart from your stocking and heels. Your eyes
slowly focus and you see the woman standing to your side. You look at
her and wonder what the hell is going on. She is standing staring back
at you with hate in her eyes. "You fucking bitch, I am going to teach
you a lesson about fucking with my husband" You suddenly realise that
its my wife stood there and she has found out about us.
"I am going to make you pay for being a whore and fucking my husband"
she says. You panic thrashing against your bounds but they stay firm.
The woman lights a candle in front of you and you realise that she is
going to torture you and you are going to pay for what you have done.
She drips the wax over your nipples the pain makes you cry out and beg
her to stop. Its nice when Sir does it but the pain when she does it is
immense.
She walks over and picks up the crop, "so this is what my husband beats
you with is it?" And she flicks it over your nipples which the wax have
made hard. Despite your fear and dread you can feel the feels that you
had before when sir was around start to come back, you try to surprises
them but you start squirming. The woman notices this and laughs, "look
the whore can't stop getting turned on" She flicks the tip over your
smooth pussy and you push up trying to get the tip to connect with your
clit trying to get some relief.
Laughing she grabs the lead that sir attaches to you collar and clicks
it onto the collar that she must have put back round your neck while you
were unconscious. She unties you and drags you off the bed by the leash.
You stand but she kicks the back of your legs and tells you to get on
the floor on all fours like the bitch your are and then leads you by the
leash into the lounge.
She sits down on the chair and leaves you in the centre of the room
feeling totally humiliated. She looks at you and say" Well if your
giving my husband pleasure then the least you can do is pleasure me as
well" With that she drags you by the leash and as she is doing so she
raises her shirt and opens her legs pulling you towards her. She then
grabs your hair and thrusts your face into her pussy, slapping your face
telling you to lick her till you make her cum. You try and do this and
thrust your tongue into her pussy tasting her for the first time. You
want to make her cum quickly so you can get the ordeal over so you try
hard by pushing your fingers into her as well and flicking your tongue
quickly over her clit. "mmmmmmm I can see why my husband liked a little
slut like you" she says as she grinds her pussy into your face as your
furiously thrust your fingers into her and feel her wetness dribble down
your fingers and over your tongue.Suddenly she bucks forward and clamps
her legs around you locking your face in place as you feel her cum over
your fingers and tongue.
She then hits you in the face pushing you backwards onto the carpet and
she stands over you. "Don't see my husband again" she says "It will be
me that will be phoning you from now on and when I say I expect you to
be ready to pleasure me"
You lie there letting the situation sink in.........your now going to be
serving a woman who previously you have never meet. The woman leaves and
you lie there thinking about what happened, it only then that you notice
that your pussy is more wet that it has ever been before and it only
takes a couple of flicks on your clit to make you have the most powerful
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