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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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My married slave came to see me last night with her cuckold husband in tow. I last heard from her 3 weeks ago. I had planned to pay her a visit at the time but the day became complicated by the distractions of life. So, I called to re-arrange for a later date. Her cuck husband, having been instructed to get her ready according to my specific desire, was unhappy I was unable to attend. In his disappointed state, he sent me a rash text suggesting I was cancelling because I had been out the previous night and no longer had time for them.
I decided against responding to his text and gave them a few days to retract the suggestion but they did not. Eventually, my slave called asking to see her Master having been ignored for a fortnight. I instructed her to have a soaking bath for one hour while being attended to by her faithful cuck hubby. She was to adorn herself with the choice of perfume I got her cuck to buy months earlier. As they prepared, they sent me picture messages showing how diligently they were obeying. I instructed her to arrive at my door with
1-no underwear
2-a red dress
3-her neck and wrist shackles in place, with a lead attached to the neck shackle
4-her red 6 inch shoes.
Needless to say, she was excited; especially since I wanted her cuck to record our session with his camcorder. At the designated time, she knocked on my front door. I invited her cuck to lead her by the leash into my lounge; this she found incredibly unusual. She was nonetheless beaming from cheek to cheek with excitement written all over her face. She looked stunning. Just before they wanted to have a seat, I grabbed her leash. 'You will walk behind me to my room' I said firmly. Her expression immediately changed. She shot a worried glance at her cuck hubby. What have we done to annoy Sir? Was written on her face. Her cuck stopped smiling and looked down to the floor. Get the camcorder set up now; my second instruction came even more sternly. He sprang up the stairs quickly.
I led his stunning wife; my slave, up to my bedroom, connected her shackles with a set of chains, blindfolded her and stuck a ball gag in her mouth. I pulled her dress up to her mid back and pulled down her zip; immediately rendering her naked. Get on the bed on all fours. She staggered onto my bed as instructed. I pulled out my leather flogger and for the next 30 minutes, flogged her thighs bare buttocks, back and pussy until she was dripping wet. I upped the tempo to achieve the desired reddening of these areas and introduce the occasional painful stimulus that shocked her into shudders.
I turned her on her back, instructed she raise her shackled hands straight up above her head, onto the bed. I pulled her legs apart to reveal a red hot pussy and thighs. I then went to work on her abdomen. The stings came in multiples of 7's until her lower abdomen glowed red. Her cuck looked on with discomfort. He knew not to meet my eye when I was in this mood. Another few minutes passed as I concentrated on her pussy with the flogger. I pulled down my zipper, got on top, and started a hard forceful fucking. She was not allowed to move or talk. Her body could not take this. She came feverishly. The tremors got more intense as I pounded her cunt harder and harder. Knowing she had failed in obeying my instruction not to cum, she burst out crying. I did not stop. Grabbing her legs, I lifted them up and pounded her even harder.
After her 5th orgasm I let her legs flop to the bed, removed her mouth gag and asked her if she knew why she was receiving this punishment? No, she said. What was the wording of the last text you sent me 3 weeks ago? I cannot remember Sir. I will ask one more time and if you refuse to answer, I will fuck your ass without lubrication. That did the trick. The tears flowed freely as she apologised on her cuck husband’s behalf. I am sorry Sir.
So, you know what you have done wrong? Yes Sir. I was weak Sir. Please forgive me Sir, in between floods of tears she apologised. We were afraid you would leave us for someone else Sir. Cuck hubby by now was so uncomfortable he could only look down. He offered to explain their actions further. I looked sternly in his direction. Quiet!!
I turned my gaze back to my slave. Leave you? How did you both become my slaves? We asked to be yours Sir. How long have you been obedient to me? 2 years Sir. And in those years have I not treated you right? Yes you have Sir. Why then do you fear I will leave you? No answer from both of them.
What are the rules I set for resolving concerns?
We send a text immediately to request an audience with you to discuss them Sir. Why have you both broken this rule together? Again, no response. I sensed there was a lot more hidden behind this confession. Spread your legs I instructed. The flogger will torment your pussy as you recite the rule I set 2 years ago precisely as it was written. If you hesitate, the flogger will come down harder.
My married hot wife slave did me proud. She whispered the rules perfectly. Louder! I said as the flogger came down hard on her bright red pussy. If you cum, It will be the riding crop next. My slave cannot handle pain. It makes her cum and she cums hard. But she is only allowed to cum on my instructions. This restriction on her pleasure keeps her in check. She recited the rule loudly 3 more times before I stopped my torment of her cunt.
Next time you have a concern what will you do?
I will follow your rule Sir.
With this, I raised her legs up again and penetrated her slowly. With my face 2 inches away from hers', I instructed her to open her eyes. She met my gaze instantly and closed them shut again in trepidation. I kissed her lip softly and whispered gently. Open your eyes. She did. And this time, kept them open. We locked eyes, kissed her tenderly and told her, I am proud of you. I kissed her again but this time it was a passionate French kiss. Her tears stopped flowing, she had a glazed look of surprise in her eyes and for the 1st time in 2 years, I made love to her in front of her cuck husband. She lifted her shackled hands to wrap her arms around me. Eyes still locked, we made love slowly, rhythmically and in a complete embrace. The initial warm waves of orgasm coursed through me. I did not have to say a word. She knew I was about to cum. She pulled even tighter into our embrace as the first wave of ejaculation exploded into her willing pussy. You are mine I groaned. I would never leave you. The tears whirled up in her eyes again and she cried tears of joy into my shoulders. Thank you Sir, thank you Sir she repeated as I filled her cunt with my cum. Cuck was watching this tender exchange between us almost in tears himself. His mistress was happy again. As my limp pole flopped out of her cunt, I slowly shot my thumb up to cuck to assume his position in our relationship. He buried his face in our creampie and hungrily licked her clean. When he was done he looked up to find us whispering gently to each other. My slave looked drained emotionally. She buried her head in my chest and pulled into me tightly. In this position, I told her cuck to lay a duvet over us, turn the lights out, and go home. We made love and spoke tenderly into the early hours of the morning.
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