Thursday, April 13

Bathed, Spanked, and Released in front of Girl Next Door

Decided to have some fun with my boy. I had the girl next door come over to see how I deal with my husband!


Nice thing about Toronto is there are so many professional escorts, with many of them (based on their ads) very open to kinky play, and willing to make a house call (after some safety checks).

I picked a nice young looking girl that I knew david would go for, who must have been in her early twenties. Petite, smaller breasted, and looking younger even than that, I asked her to come by to help me Domme my husband. She should come dressed down with minimal makeup and to play the role of the girl next door being shown the ropes. All I told david was that on a certain day we would be role playing, and that I had a special treat in store for him. Oh, and he should be sure to wear panties that day, and to be thoroughly cleaned out. I made sure he did not forget either on the day.

The lady in question and I communicated by email, phone, and in person to set things up. She was a little hesitant at first, but I was patient about it and told her it would be fun and different, and offered to meet her. So we set up a meeting at a coffee shop. I offered to pay her for her time, which she accepted at a reasonable rate. She was just what I was looking for, a lot like her photos. I explained in more detail the relationship I have with my husband, and in broad terms what I wanted her to do. It was not too much: mainly watching and a bit of touching. A bit of spanking and some ass play for him. It was a very naughty conversation carried out in hushed tones and always looking over our shoulders for a stealthy nosy coffeehouse patron!

I think she thought I was totally weird, but she agreed. I also liked and felt I could trust her. I did not go into great detail, as I wanted her to be genuinely surprised and show it, and so we just talked in general terms about her role and our boundaries. She seemed excited to play after our meeting, and comfortable with me. I think I have a way with sex workers. Certainly I admire and respect them. In a different life... exciting...


It was fun keeping my little secret from david. He knew something was up, but not exactly what. I got excited thinking abut the prospect of him seeing this strange young girl introduced as one of our neighbours.

Setting it up and anticipating it was fun. And then there was the interminable wait for the day to come. But then, finally, at the appointed day and hour, she knocked on our door. And oh my! Game on!



I let her in, greeted her warmly, and slipped her an envelope with her pay. She did not bother counting it, just put it straight into her purse. In fact I had put in a little bit extra beyond what she had asked for.

I brought her in to see david. He knew very little at this point. I introduced her as "Katie", the young lady down the street from us. She was dressed in low rise blue jeans and a logoed sweatshirt, and had on minimal makeup as I had requested. david knew something was up, but did not know exactly what. For all he knew, this was our neighbour Katie and that was the surprise. She certainly did not look at all like an "escort". Regardless, he played along.

I made up a story of how I had met Katie at the coffee place on the corner, and we had got to talking first about my work, and then about some of her boyfriend issues.


During that conversation, I told her about how I keep my husband in line, and she was very intrigued, so I invited her around for a demonstration.

I told her, in front of david, that it takes a bit of effort, but that it's worth it to get a docile and obedient husband. A key element is his daily bathing, which I administer as a mother would to her child.


"Would you like to see that?" I asked her.

"Sure!" she said.

"This will be very embarrassing," begged david.

"Shush david. Katie needs to learn how to control a man," I said."Be polite now."

I took david by his hand and led him up to the bathroom. Katie followed. It has a rainforest style shower head and a spritzing wand thingy. I brought him there, and started undressing him.

Katie stood off to the side and watched intently. When I lowered his pants she said "what have we here!", spying his feminine pink panty. I had not told her about the bathing, or the panties. Surprise!

"I keep him in panties," I told her. "It keeps him docile and reminds him who's in charge. Doesn't it sweetie?"

"Yes Ma'am," he replied. He was just simply darling all naked except for his little panty!  I then went behind him and pulled his panty down to his ankles, allowing Katie to get an eyeful of his front-side.


He immediately moved his hands to cover his crotch. Katie was just standing there with a little smirk / smile on her face. I had some leather cuffs and a nylon rope I previously placed in a drawer in the bathroom. I took the cuffs out and cuffed first one wrist, and then the other. I placed the rope through the eyelets of the cuffs and tied them together in front of him.


I led him into the shower area. I had him raise his hands and I threw the nylon rope up and over the top of the shower enclosure. I tied the far end down onto one of the legs of our tub. This forced him to keep his hands up high above his head for his bathing. He was fully exposed now to Katie's gaze. No more covering up possible!

I started up the shower, getting it to a nice temperature. I had some liquid soap spiked with Eucalyptus and a big round bath sponge.


I soaped and wet the sponge, wet him with the spritzer, and started soaping him up all over. Katie came over and helpfully held the sprayer as I scrubbed him. I spent a fair amount of time on his penis and testicles, of course. His cock was as hard as I've ever seen it!


I had him turn around as I soaped and scrubbed his bottom and crack.


Then I turned him around again so that Katie could see his soapy penis in all its glory.

"See how excited he gets?" I asked Katie.


"Yes!" she said.

"He's not allowed pornography of any type, or to touch himself at all without my permission. So outside of his weekly ejaculation, this is the only stimulation it gets," I explained.

"Poor boy," she said.

"He does get to cum once a week regularly. It's healthy for him. In fact, today is his ejaculation day. If he's good he gets treats each week: my hand, then my mouth, then even more. But if he's bad, it's back to using his own hand while I supervise. You don't like that, do you Baby?" I asked him.


"No ma'am,"

"No," I continued, "it's embarrassing for you, isn't it, to have to use your own hand like a horny little teenager while your wife watches and laughs? Wouldn't it be embarrassing for you if you had to use your own hand this week and if I invited Katie to stay and watch?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"Well, were you a good boy this week?" I asked as I scrubbed.

"Yes Ma'am," he said.

"I don't think so," I said. "Who was supposed to take the recycling bin out to the curb on Tuesday night?"

"I was, Ma'am," he said with a groan.

"And who actually took the recycling bin out to the curve Wednesday morning?"

"You did, Ma'am?"

"Yes I did. And you know what that means." I added.

"No! Please!" He begged.

"What does it mean, david? Tell Katie what it means when you forget a chore."

"It means... I get punished," he said with a little voice while I rubbed between his legs with the soapy sponge.

"How do you get punished?" I asked, leaving it open for him to say.

"With a sp... sp... spanking, Ma'am."

"That's right. What kind of spanking?"

"A naked spanking. Across your knee. With the wooden hairbrush." He said. He could have picked anything. A strapping, a caning, a hand spanking, a wooden spoon spanking. A pegging. But he loves his wooden hairbrush spankings OTK. He always goes back there. Ahhh. But isn't this what it's all about? It feels like coming home.


"A bare naked hairbrush spanking across my knee like a little boy. And shall we invite Miss Katie to watch that?" I asked.

"No! Please No!" he said. I know him well. In this case, No definitely means Yes!

"Katie, would you like to see that?" I asked.

"Absolutely!" she answered, sealing his "fate".

"And if you have time," I added, "you can stay to watch his ejaculation afterwards as well."

"I'd love to," she said.

"Nooooo," cried david.

"Would you like to try your hand at scrubbing him?" I asked.

"Yes please," she said. We switched places and she got in there. She used her hands, concentrating on his private parts. His penis, his testicles, between his legs, his ass, his crack. By her hand positioning and by david's reaction, I could tell she was even massaging his anus!

"Be careful you don't let him spurt," I said. "He's not allowed a woman's hand this week, only his own. Keep him right at the edge. But be careful, he's a bit of a premature ejaculator."

"I'll be careful," she said, and then to him, "do you like that? Do you like it when the girl next door rubs your cock like this?"

"Oh yes Miss!" said david, and I smiled.

"You like it when I rub your asshole, don't you?"

"Yes Miss."

"I can tell by the moaning," she said.

"Do you want me to stick my finger up your ass?" she whispered to him. A bit beyond the naive girl next door I thought! But oh well.

"Oh yes, please, Miss."

She stopped and got some latex gloves out from her purse and put them on!

"There it goes. Right up your ass."

"Ohhhhhh"

"Do you like getting finger fucked, like a dirty little whore, by the girl next door in front of your wife?" I asked him.

"Ohhhh. Yes Ma'am. Ohhhh"

"But don't you dare cum," I added.

"Ohhh, but I'm so close," he said.

"Put two fingers in," I suggested.

"Ohhhhhh..." he said as Katie obviously did as I requested.

"Turn him around, let me see him getting finger-fucked in that hole," I said.

She turned him so that his ass was facing me. I reached a hand in and spread his cheek. She liked the idea and spread his other so we both got a clear view of her two fingers pistoning in and out of his asshole. I had gotten more than I bargained for! I had told her how anal erotic he is during our talk, so I guess that is why she went there.

As this was going on, she had stopped fondling his cock, as it was truly twitching and on the very edge.

As an interlude, am I not the best wife ever? To let my man enjoy a young escort's erotic touch? Though I enjoy doing it as well. I don't get why more wives get so freaked out at the thought and don't go there. It's just good dirty fun.

She finished his anal finger fucking and stepped back. As she took off her gloves and washed her hands I rinsed all the soap off him. I then untied his hands, undid his cuffs, and brought him to the center of the bathroom where both Katie and I toweled him dry. He must have been in heaven having two ladies drying him, kneeling on the ground, one per leg. Toweling right up to his excited crotch!

"Are you sorry you're going to be made to jerk off in front of Katie? As I recall, you had worked your way up to a nice blow job from me. Too bad you lost all your oral sex privileges this week," I told him. I was still on my knees, toweling off his upper legs. I looked up at him and said, "I was going to use my mouth. Make my lips nice and wet and slide around your cock. Take it so deep into my mouth, right up to the hilt." I put my mouth around his cock, just the tip. It excited me to do this in front of Katie! "Too bad," I said, as I withdrew and stood up, his knees shaking, his hips bucking, and his cock twitching in frustrated desire.

"Time for your spanking," I said, and I lead him into the bedroom. I got out the folding spanking chair and the hairbrush, and brought him down across my knee. Katie perched nearby on the bed to watch the proceedings. I started with my hand and slapped his ass pink. Then I picked up the hairbrush and spanked him harder with it.

"You see," I said, speaking to Katie, "this is how you have to deal with naughty husbands. Each and every time they misbehave. A good old fashioned spanking across their wife's knee with the back of a stout hairbrush!" And then to him, "will you remember to take out the recycling next week?" SPANK SPANK SPANK.

Extra embarrassing for him in front of witnesses. Especially strange young ladies he has never interacted with before, who just might be the neighbor next door!


How childish. First bathed by Mommy with her little helper, and then spanked by her in front of the same helper. What must she be thinking, witnessing a supposedly grown "man" being subjected to such an indignity by his loving wife? Bare naked across her knee? Perhaps had he just endured it in silence, but no. Much childish crying out and kicking up of legs accompanied his spanking. A performance worthy of a six year old girl. Katie watched with a great big smile on her face!

"Would you like to give it a try?" I asked Katie.

"Sure!" she said, seemingly always game.

We switched places and Katie started spanking him with her hand. I noticed that her free hand held him into her by his high upper thigh, brushing his balls. She took the hairbrush when offered, and gave him a token spanking with it as well. Clearly not terribly experienced at it, but definitely not intimidated either.

We switched places again. I put david into a "lock down", passing my right leg over the backs of both of his. Oh oh!


I then gave him much more of a "real" spanking with the hairbrush, scolding him for forgetting his chore. Before too long he was again kicking and squirming, this time with a much greater and more satisfying sense of urgency, apologizing and begging to be let off, promising to be good and that he would never ever do that again. He nonetheless got the full dose of a strict wife's hairbrush spanking, bystanders and begging notwithstanding. I guarantee, girl next door, escort, or pro domme, Katie learned a thing or two about how a woman properly spanks her man!

"There!" I said as I finished him off and through down the hairbrush, but keeping him across my knee.

"Wow! That is one red ass!" said Katie.

"What do you think?" I asked.

"I think it's sexy as hell," she answered.

"Want to watch me strap him?" I asked.

"Duhhh... Yessss!" she responded. Ha Ha!

"Oh No! Please! No!" begged david. He most notably did not say "yellow" or "red"!

I moved david to the bed, making him lie face down across a big stack of pillows. I've learned you need to start with lots of pillows because he crushes them down with his weight, and you still want his ass up high enough that his asshole winks at us and his tender thighs beckon during his strapping.

I opened up the bedside drawer and took out my very fierce thick leather tawse. I showed it to Katie and we admired it together. I told her that I could really light a fire in his ass with this.

I got myself into position.


Then I hauled off and seared his ass right across the center of his twin peaks.


"Oh my gosh!" exclaimed Katie at the severity of my first lash.

"I'm just getting warmed up," I said. "Should I continue?"

"Hell yes!" She said. I appreciated the enthousiasm, as no doubt did my david.

I hauled off with another couple of dozen to his low ass and high thighs, making sure I had plenty of strokes that wrapped around into his ass crack and inner thighs. Katie was silent as I applied the strap to his backside.

"Wow," she said again as I finished.

"Feel it," I said, touching his ass. Katie came over and let her hand roam all over his ass and thighs, and balls. "So hot!" she said. I wasn't sure if she meant the temperature of his punished flesh or the sexyness.

I got out some baby oil and I rubbed it into his ass and thighs and also onto his cock and balls from behind. Then I got some lube, lubed his bottom hole, and then lubed his butt toy. Katie spread his cheeks as I inserted his bum toy deeply up his rectum and turned it on so that it buzzed his prostate.

I then made him turn over and start rubbing his penis.

"What's the matter Baby?" I asked after a minute or so. After the strapping, his dick had completely limpenned. He needed to bring it back to life and then to get off. "Do you need a little visual aid?" I asked him?

"Yes, please!" he begged.

"Maybe if we let him peak at our tits it will go faster," I said.

We both unbuttoned our blouses and started playing with our tits over our bras. Katie pulled the cups down to give him a a good view of her bare nipples. david showed signs of excitement.

"Look at you," I said, "getting excited seeing the girl next door's tits. You should be ashamed of yourself. She's barely legal!"

david groaned while Katie laughed.

"Remember, those are for her boyfriends to play with, not an old man like you. Now you stare at those tits. Stare at what you won't be getting, and shoot your pathetic little load. Now!"


He jerked his cock harder a few times and came like gangbusters!

"In your mouth. Swallow it. Every last drop!" I told him.

He looked terribly embarrassed as he ate his own cum in front of Katie!

After he swallowed we all collapsed on the bed together and laughed. We let david in on the truth regarding "Katie". We talked about how much fun it was, and it truly was. I can highly recommend getting in an extra girl every now and then as a way to keep your man happy!

Wednesday, March 29

Spanked, Fondled, and Fucked

So many spankings... what to write about? On david's fitness front I got him a new trainer. This time a vanilla one from an agency. Young and cute and very knowledgeable and professional. I'll treat him like a child in front of her and we'll see where that goes. Ha ha!

But david has been doing pretty well on his diet, so the other day I allowed him to have his way with me as he chose. As a result I got spanked, fondled, and fucked.


He made me take off every stitch of my clothing as he sat there and watched. He made me put my hands on top of my head and do a slow spin for him. Completely bare!

He told me to bend over with my ass towards him, and show him my bottom hole. You guys are sick! I needed to reach behind myself and spread my cheeks before he was satisfied.


He gave me the choice of ass or pussy for my fucking. I chose pussy. Hey... if given the choice.

He made my put my hands on my knees as I bent over. My breasts dangled. He grabbed them in a very rough manner with his hands. Fondled them to the point of abuse! Twisted my nipples. Slapped them even as they dangled there. I hate when they dangle like that, like a milk cow.


I stayed bent over as he got a light flogger out. He flogged me! He made me stay bent over. Bend over more in fact. Spread my legs, grab my own ankles, and then he flogged me. It was on my ass but not just on my ass!!!! The tips of the flogger flogged my pussy, my asshole. He even flogged upwards, wrapping the flogger around to my pubis and my lower abdomen! The cad. I got so wet.

He then took me across his knee and gave me a jolly good spanking!


What's a naked girl to do in this position except to kick her legs and beg, which I did. He kept me across his knee for a good long time and really reddened my tender little bottom. He's developped a habit of cupping his fingers and slapping my near cheek so that his fingers whip into my asshole and my pussy. When I complained he went back to smacking my cheeks, but really hard. He asked me if I was sure I didn't want it gentler, but on my pussy. I oped for the pussy! He made me spread my legs and he spanked my pussy more directly. Lightly. I was dripping wet.

When I was well-spanked he put me on my knees in front of him, and I was required to suck him. I had to do it. It was his reward. He was allowed to have his way with me anyway he chose. 10 pounds of weight loss to-date earns him that privilege.


He stopped me before he came. He put me on all fours on the bed and entered me from behind.

I know how she feels...
He pulled me into him from the hips and roughly pumped into my cunt until he came.

He thanked me for his use of me, and made me go to bed with a cummy pussy and no relief! I had to wash the sheets myself next day. I was embarrassed to leave them for the cleaning lady.

Not to worry, I got my revenge on him soon enough. That's another story. But meanwhile, I am enjoying my trimmed down more muscular man. And so he got to enjoy his woman, anyway he wanted to that evening...

Friday, March 10

Husband's Weight Loss Update

It's now past a month from since I again took charge of my husband's diet. He's struggling. He has lost a total of, drum roll please, 2 whole pounds in a month. fizzle.

He was very close, 3 lbs, to suffering the ultimate indignity of enduring a bra and panty spanking across another man's knee. You think he would have tried harder to avoid this?


I would have loved to have sat with Tracy and seen him upended across John's knee, have his panties lowered, and then spanked to tears. Hand only. No safewords. I would have followed it up with a very public ass fucking for him, right in front of John and Tracy.


Don't think I wouldn't have.

Oh well. Not to be this month. Here's hoping for his sake that he hits his stride.

As it was, he was on the receiving end of four pretty harsh spankings, with another coming soon.

The ritual has been once a week, and starts with a nude weigh-in.


I have him stand there like that while I look at his food app. The problem is obvious. He's having a hard time limiting himself to his set number of calories. He's always just a little bit over. As a result, his progress has been negligable.

And I really don't get it. He has every motivation in the world to do better. He would get fun sex, get to spank me, get a good boy spanking from me with orgasm. But no. Week after week after week it's a harsh spanking from me, a full hour of corner time, another spanking, an hour's worth of lines, and then another spanking. I've standardized on a paddling for the first, a strapping for the second, and a caning or switching for the third.




I've been giving it to him harder and harder each week. And he appears to be scared of his weigh-ins. The full hour of boring corner time he hates. He hates writing lines for me as well.

Next time the paddling will be longer and harder; the corner-time will be butt-plugged; the strapping will be stricter with more strokes; the line writing will be bare-assed on a hard wooden chair sitting on his dildo; and the final punishment will be with my Delrin cane and he will NOT be sitting the next day. I fucking DARE him to not lose a pound a week after that. I DARE him!

After that, I suppose I will start inviting guests to see his weigh-ins.

I WILL motivate him!


Wednesday, March 1

Wife Spanked By Husband

As I alluded to, since I got my spanking from John I figured it was only fair that my husband get to spank my bottom as well.


David has always had an interest in spanking me, from the very first. In fact, before he asked me if I would spank him, he first asked if he could spank me, and I refused. But since then, I have worked my way around to it, and felt I needed to share this with my husband.

It was soon after the first time John spanked me, as recounted in Schoolgirl Punishment (part 3). John is not even my husband and he got to do that. In fact, I even egged him on and got a FOR REAL hand spanking over his knee. Ouch! This was me during my spanking from John.


Even after my bottom was in this state, he went on to pin my hand to my side, and spanked me until I was one very sorry little red bottomed girl begging for her spanking to be over. His wife smirked at me and took photos from over his shoulder. This is what that man saw as I was bent high over his knees.


And this was what I allowed to happen afterwards as a result...


Yes, a very long and hard fucking, even having to endure his creaming at the end. I was so excited! I had never "cheated" on my husband before!!! It wasn't really cheating, as it was done with his full permission and even encouragement. And John's wife supervised my fucking, even insisting on his full ejaculation deep in my vagina. But it felt like it was cheating. And it felt good!

I needed to right the balance, and in the previous blog post,  David's Treat, I described how he was allowed to fuck John's wife, including creaming her pussy.

Prior to that, though, my husband gave me my first real Wife Spanking!


I went up to him and said, "I've been a bad girl..."

"Oh?" he said, with a smile on his face, "How's that?"

"I let another man give me a spanking," I said, in a pouty little girl voice. "A really really hard one with his hand across his knee on my bare bottom, but I've never even asked my very own husband to do that to me."

"And is that what you want now, a good hard hand spanking from me?" he asked.

"Yes, Daddy," I said. "And there's one more thing..."

"Tell me," he said.

"That man who spanked me? I also let him fuck me. Fuck me real hard. Fuck me like a nasty little slut when I don't even belong to him. I think I need an extra hard spanking for that, Daddy."

"I see," he said. "You know you're going to get exactly what you ask for?"

"I know..." I said.

"And afterwards I'm bending you over for a fucking," he said.

"Yes Daddy."

"in your bottom hole."

"Oh... yes Daddy."

"And then I'm going to use my tongue on you until you scream for mercy, young lady."

"Oh YES Daddy!"

There was no more talk after that. He took me by the hand and led me to our bedroom where he undressed me to bare naked. He sat on the side of the bed and pulled me across his knee. He was very masterful! He started rubbing my ass. He told me, "you may say Yellow and Red. Anything else out of your mouth and you get it harder."

"Yes Sir"

And then he started spanking me! He was a very good spanker. He spanked me nicely down low on my lower bottom cheeks. He started off at just the right speed and strength, and then I could feel it going harder. I decided to test what he had said.

"Please, no, Daddy! It hurts!"

"Spankings are meant to hurt, young lady!"

And then he started spanking me harder!!!! I guess he was serious.

It was nice getting a spanking from my David!!!!! I fell into my submissive state of mind and fantasized I was a bad girl getting spanked by her Daddy.

Before too long, I was at my breaking point! "Yellow Daddy!" I yelled out.


He immediately let up on the intensity, but kept spanking me.

"Do you know what's coming next?" he asked me.

"Yes Daddy," I said.

"What's coming next? Use your words," he said.

"A fucking?"

I got a big slap across my ass. SLAP! "What kind of a fucking?" he persisted.

"The kind that a naughty, cheating, slutty wife deserves?" I answered.

SLAP! "Well yes, and what kind of a fucking is that?" SLAP!

"An ass fucking, Sir!"

SLAP! "Correct."

I then felt him leaning over, with me still across his lap, and opening up the bedside drawer. He was getting the lube! I felt him parting my ass cheeks and dribbling the lube between them. He started rubbing the lube into my asshole, poking his finger in and out.

This development was not unanticipated. We had in fact discussed our scene the night before while cuddling in bed. I had asked for a good hard hand spanking across his knee followed by an ass fucking and then a licking. I do like to communicate clearly so there is no misunderstanding!

He started giving me a finger fucking up my bottom. He started slowly, but even one of his fingers felt big! He used plenty of lube and increased the intensity.


As he did this, his little finger also rubbed my pussy.

He then made me stand up and had me get on my hands and knees on the bed with my ass in the air. He took off his clothes and then came up behind me. I felt the tip of his cock at the entrance to my asshole. He gently pushed forwards. I breathed hard in and out until his cocktip passed the entrance. He grabbed my hips and began gently fucking me in the ass!

It was not very long, but I remember thinking "I am such a dirty slut!" over and over again in my head as I endured it.

"I'm such a naughty wife," I told him. "Please fuck me in the ass. Teach me my lesson!"

"Oh yeah. You're learning your lesson now, aren't you, bitch?"

"Yes Sir!"

"Who owns this ass?"

"You do Sir!"

"Oh yes I do... and I'm teaching you... teaching you... Ohhhhh!"

And with that he yelled out and came deep up my asshole!

Afterwards he pulled out, and we both went into the shower together and washed one another off. He then escorted me back to bed and licked my pussy until I came... several times!

It wouldn't turn into a regular thing, but every now and then it's nice to switch things up. My butt was sore the next morning. Ha ha!

Sunday, February 19

David's Treat

It happened a little while ago, a couple of weeks after my evening with Tracy and John (Schoolgirl Punishment) where I allowed Tracy's husband to have sex with me (with my husband's permission). Tracy was keen to get her husband more involved in our playtime and I let it happen. I felt like I was being "procured" for John by Tracy. Like a piece of meat! But fortunately I am totally sexually aberrant and found that totally sexy. To cut a long story short, my mouth and pussy were extremely well used by John. Much more so than I was used to from my sweet david.

But Tracy had agreed beforehand that if I gave it up to John, she would return the favour for david. She even used the words "anything goes" which I think means ass, right? Part of the deal with myself for allowing John to use me was that I would allow my husband to use Tracy. I am very sensitive to having the scales be balanced.  So I did not let it wait long, and we arranged a get together over at our place soon after.

Unless you've actually done it, you guys cannot imagine what it's like to have a pretty woman knocking on the door of your house to offer herself up like that. She's down home, country, conservative, Babtist, and freaky. She was wearing tall boots, skinny jeans, a sheepskin coat, and there she was, all alone, at our doorway, ringing our doorbell for a booty call. Unbelievable!

"So we're doing this?" she asked, still in the doorway as I opened it.

I grabbed her arm and dragged her in and gave her a big kiss on the lips. Tasty girl. She doffed her coat and kicked off her boots as we continued kissing. I took her by the hand and took her up to the bedroom. Why bother with the chit chat? We all knew why she was here!

"Where's david?" she asked. I told her I'd call him when we needed him. We knelt on the bed and we undressed each other down to our bras and panties. We then lay down next to one another and started kissing and fondling over our undies (and a bit under!)

"Call him," she said. I got up out of bed, went into the upstairs hallway and called down to david. "Oh Sweetie!" I yelled out to him. "Could you come up here, please?"

When he got into the bedroom he was greeted by the sight of me in my bra and panties, together with my sexy friend, undressed likewise. "Strip," I told him as I went back to kissing Tracy. I intended to be in control of this show. He stripped bare.

"Oh no! Would you just look at that!" I said. david was extremely excited! He was rock hard and his cocktip was engorged and almost purple. When he gets really excited it kind of arcs up towards the ceiling and twitches. And it sure was doing that!

"I guess he's happy to see me," said Tracy with a smile.

What do I think of that? Amazing! I was glad he was so excited. It would be a bit hypocritical if I thought otherwise. I had been excited to be fucked by Tracy's husband. First new cock in a decade. This would be david's first strange pussy in that same period. Of course he should be excited! Tracy also looked sexily eager. While she and her husband swung, that was before their kids, and she told me it was a rare occasion even then that she allowed a man to "go all the way." So this was her first strange cock in about a decade as well, and about to take her every which way!

We opened our arms and invited him into the bed. We put him face up between us, and we both went down on him at the same time. We licked up and down the side of his cock together. I put it in my mouth a bit, and then she did, and we went back and forth. I had never done this before! It was so strange looking into another woman's eyes as I licked my husband's cock while she was doing the same.


"Watch," said Tracy and she slid her mouth around his cock and went down until her lips touched his abdomen! Then she bobbed a bit and then came back up for air. Wow!

"Don't you dare cum!" I told david as I gave his cock a slap. His cock was purpled and twitching with excitement at the treatment he was receiving.

I knelt Tracy up in front of david. He started stroking himself slowly. I was behind her. I unsnapped her bra and slowly pulled it off her. She covered her tits with her hands coyly, as part of my strip tease of her. I grabbed her lower arms and pulled them behind her, which made her tits jut out proudly. Holding both her hands behind her back with one of mine, I started fondling her tits. Squeezing. Pinching. Lightly slapping. david seemed to enjoy the show.

"Do you like what you see?" she asked breathlessly of david.

"Yes Ma'am," he answered enthusiastically.

I let go of her hands and I moved to her panties. I slowly, slowly started pulling them down. Lower and lower and lower. She was kneeling up on her knees. I exposed her pussy. I reached my hands down to her lips and I pulled her apart, showing david her pink folds.

"You're going to get to fuck that," I told david. "If that's still ok," speaking to Tracy.

"It's why I'm here isn't it? A little fuck toy for your husband..." She said this in a husky, sexy voice as I fingered her pussy and opened it wide. A voice that made it very clear she had been fantasizing about it and anticipating the moment. Fantasizing she was to be given by her friend to the husband as a "fuck toy", which she absolutely was. I knew exactly how she felt. The power of fantasy.

"Make a man out of you," she joked with david, egging him on, referring to his beta male status with me.

Didn't want to let that pass unchallenged. Decided he should prove what a good little beta male he is first. "Come here," I told david. "Lick it."

He eagerly complied, kneeling in front of her and lapping his tongue up and down her pussy as I held her apart for him, There's my good little beta male, licking where he's told to lick.

I put her on her back on the bed, removed her panties completely, and had her spread and bend her legs a bit bent. I directed david to go down on her some more. He is very good at this, and proved it. As he was doing this I stripped off my bra and panties and lay down beside Tracy, kissing her and fondling her. I moved my hand down to her low abdomen and pushed where I like to get pushed as I'm licked. I stopped him before Tracy came. I recalled that she's a one or two orgasm gal, and I didn't want to use her up too soon.

"Are you ready to be FUCKED?" I asked her in a husky whisper.

"Bring it on," she said.

I had david get into missionary position in front of her. His cock inches from her pussy. It felt good letting him do this. Fun justice for my own infidelity.

"Go on," I said, "fuck that cunt." Such a dirty mouth. But I know Tracy likes dirty talk or I wouldn't have been so crude.

"You're both sure?" he asked.

"I'm very sure!" I answered enthusiastically.

"And I'm not used to having to invite a Gentleman twice," she said. Poor gal. Juicy pussy right there. Not sure if the man wants it. Can't have that.

I put my hand on his ass and encouraged him into her, guiding his cocktip in with my other hand. This was fun!  I supervised closely as I saw david's dick disappear up Tracy's cunt. Surreal. "Ohhhh!" he moaned. I kept one hand on his ass, and the other on Tracy's lips above her clit, and felt them doing it.

After maybe a dozen thrusts, and seeing his face, I said "tell me when you get close."

"Fuck, I'm close already!" he said right away.

"Hey, I'm nowhere near!" exclaimed Tracy

"How close?" I asked him.

"Really, really, close," he answered.

Well that was not a great showing! "Ok, pull out." He did so, and Tracy said "Ohhhhh!" in a disappointed tone. Ha ha! Not quite the same staying power as her husband, my man. I stuck one hand inside Tracy, feeling her wetness. I put my mouth on david's cock, tasting the mix of her excitement and his pre-cum, confirming how close he had been.

"We're not done," I told Tracy. "Hand and knees, girl. Doggy style."

Tracy smiled and barked at me "woof woof" putting herself into position, arching her back prettily. Showing off her puffy pussy and bottom hole. I slapped her bum which only encouraged her. I put david behind her, his twitchy hard cock inches from her pussy. It felt like I was playing with my Barbie and Ken dolls! I hoped Ken would not blow his load in mid air.

"Hold on," I said, and went into the bedside drawer to get out the lube. I dribbled the lube onto her bottom hole and rubbed it in with my fingers.

"Oh no! Not there!" said Tracy. "You didn't do that," she said.

"Shut up, you," I said. "I know what I'm doing. You're getting his cock and my finger at the same time."

"Ohhhh!" she said.

"Any more complaints?" I asked.

"No..."

"Good. At least I'm not whipping your ass with a belt before I let him fuck you like you did to me. And I do remember you husband's fat fingers up both our asses!"

"Ohhhh!" she said again, in her pouty little voice.

I slid my middle finger up her ass. I got david to enter her from behind. What a visual david got of my finger lodged up her behind as he entered her vagina and fucked her from behind. I could feel his cock sliding in through her bum hole!

There are so, so many combinations and permutations of sex acts with three people. As I searched for images of threesomes for this blog post I realized that. I kick myself now for not doing my research in advance and trying all of them!

Poor david, though, it was, like, five thrusts before he started saying he was 'gonna cum.

"Ok. Hold still. Don't move," I told him, trying to get him through this.

"Ah! She's squeezing!" He said.

I slapped Tracy's ass again. "Stop that!" I told her. She giggled.

As david was holding as still as he could, I intensified my finger fucking of her behind.

"Oh come on!" complained david worried he would explode without the thrusting.

"Look away," I advised him.

"I can't" he said.

I told him to pull out, I gingerly felt his cock with my hand. I gave it a slap, and another harder one. I grabbed his balls and squeezed them hard. "Not yet." I told him. "Now get back inside her. Show her you can be a man." He slipped it back in. I slipped my finger out of Tracy's ass. I reached behind him and collected his testicles in my hand and squeezed. He moaned in pain as he fucked her.

"Is that better?" I asked him.

"No! It hurts!" He said.

I pulled him out of her by his balls.

I made him lie on his back. I got on top of him and sat on his face. I asked Tracy to sit cowgirl position with his cock up inside her.


"Lick my asshole," I told him.


Tracy and I kissed and fondled as david licked my asshole and she squirmed around his cock.

"You're actually making him lick it?" she asked.

"I sure am. It feels good. Do you want to try?"

"Yes!" she said.

"After he cums, first he'll clean your pussy and then your ass, ok?"

"Yeah," she moaned as she kept bouncing on david.

It was not very long at before david started bucking his hips and moaning and digging his tongue deeper into my asshole. He was going to cum.

"That's it, baby," I told him. "Shoot your load right into her!"

Tracy looked like she was concentrating, squeezing his cock with her vagina as he grunted, bucked, and gushed his sperm into her hot wet cunt. He came hard and I felt it all as he struggled beneath me, my ass in his face. What a treat for him, to so thoroughly sperm another woman's pussy while having the honour of licking out his wife's asshole!

I dismounted and Tracy and I changed places. He had just cum and was not hard any longer, so I just sat on his soft wet cock and kissed Tracy as david cleaned her up, licking and swallowing his own cum out of her cunt.


When I judged he was sufficiently done with her snatch, I had her sit up straighter. I made david put his hands on her ass cheeks and pull them apart, and then made him lick her asshole. Up and down. Across and back. Around and around. In and out. Repeat.

"You clean her little hole, david," I said. "Get all that nasty lube out of her."

How demeaning! He had to lick two women's' assholes, one after the other. And thoroughly too. That's what boys are best at!

"Do you like it?" I asked her.

"Fuck yes!" she said. "I've never had anybody do this to me before. It's nice." She was rubbing herself as she said this.

"Maybe get John to do it next time?" I suggested helpfully.

"Ha! Zero chance of that. You know he's been spanking me since we got together last time?" she revealed.

"Oh poor baby," I said, kissing her.

"If I suggested he licks my ass I'd be across his knee in a flash and then he'd probably make me lick his, and that's just gross."

"Oh I know! Who would enjoy doing that?" I asked sarcastically.

"Apparently your husband," she said. And then down to david, "Come on boy, keep licking. Nice and deep. Clean out my nasty corn hole." And then back to me, "There's no hope for him, is there?" she asked.

"No hope," I agreed. "Spankings, lickings, and ass fuckings is what he's good for." I was intending to prove all three tonight!

I took Tracy off of him and put her on her back on the bed. She had not cum yet. david's excuse for a fucking had not done it for her. But david has something going for him that her husband does not have. A highly trained and talented tongue.

I went into the ensuite bathroom, wet a bar of soap, and brought it a back with me. I made david open up and cleaned out his mouth with the soap. I scrubbed very thoroughly up in there. Tracy looked amused watching this. I told him to go the bathroom, rinse, gargle with mouthwash, and rinse again with water. I told Tracy he's licking her next until she came, and I wanted to be very careful with her delicate pussy, which she appreciated and thanked me for with a big kiss.

When he got back, I set him between her legs again, licking and lapping at her pussy. I told him to slow down and take his time. Tracy seemed to be enjoying it.

I stood up, went again to the bedside drawer, and got out my strap-on dildo. I pulled on my panties and then calmly put the strap-on harness around me, and then chose the medium purple dildo as my cock which I slipped into the the holder.

I knee-walked over to Tracy and slapped my dick against her cheek. She giggled and turned her mouth to take it in, blowing me nicely.

But the cock wasn't ultimately for her (but I do want to try that sometime with her, both ways!). It was for my man. "Make it nice and wet," I told her. It's going up his ass next..."

"Awww, the poor guy," she said.

"After that poor showing," I said, "I'm going to show him what a real fucking is like."

I mean, come on, he had his chance with Tracy. Barely got her wet with his fumbling short-lived attempts. Now Tracy would see that at least one member of this family knew how to deliver a proper, long, hard fucking.

I pulled out and went behind david. I arranged him, lubed him, and penetrated him. I made sure he was continuing licking Tracy's pussy the whole time.

Then I started fucking him. Tracy taunted him as his head slammed against her pussy with the force of my fucking. "You're getting fucked by your wife? Huh? Are you 'gonna learn what a real fucking is like? One that lasts longer than five thrusts?"

Ha Ha! She was playing too!

She grabbed david's head and pulled him into her as she started moving her hips and fucking his face with her cunt as I slammed his ass. "Oh yes! Yes! Sweet Jesus!" She said (!!!) and shuddered to a climax.

Closest I could find, yet oddly appropriate.

david's head moved further up Tracy's body. Onto her tummy as I kept fucking him.  She stroked his head as I banged him.

"Ah! Ah! Ow! No!" he complained as I thrust into him and Tracy comforted him. He had not made a good showing with his cock, and he was paying his penance now on top of his new lady friend.

Finally I started slowing down, starting to bring his fucking to an end.

"Had enough?" I asked.

"Oh yes Ma'am!" he answered.

"No," said Tracy, "give him some more. He needs to be punished. And make him keep licking me."

I pulled him back by the hips and positioned his mouth at her pussy.

"I'm fucking you hard until she cums again," I told him. He groaned.

Fortunately, it didn't take longer that about five minutes for him to get her off a second time. I'm sure his big wet tears helped with her excitement level.

When she came back down again and I had pulled out of david she told him "You poor man, you got fucked so hard! And here it was supposed to be me getting it hard from you. I guess I'll have to ask your wife to do it next time."

My thoughts exactly!

"Don't move," I said to him. "until I can clean you up a bit." I left him there with his head resting on Tracy's tummy.

I went to the bathroom to take off and clean my strap-on, and to get some toilet parer to bring back to david. When he was cleanish I pulled him off of her, sat by the side of the bed, and pulled him across my knee. "Pass me that hairbrush," I asked Tracy.

"That cock is a disgrace!" I told him as I spanked him with the hairbrush. "Have you any idea how much longer John can fuck than you? Would you ever be able to satisfy a woman like Tracy?"

"No," she answered for him.

"It's a good thing I don't cum from cock, and that your tongue is so talented," I said.

"It is," Tracy added.

I finished him off with a flurry of spanks and then set him to stand in the corner of the bedroom with his spanked red bare ass showing.

"I'm sorry about his performance," I told Tracy, gong back onto the bed to kiss her some more.

"It was exciting anyways," she said, "and he goes down, which I have a hard time getting John to do."

"david!" I yelled out. "Go put on a pair of your panties and then stand back in your corner."

"He's really like a woman," I told Tracy. "Submissive, gives head, takes cock."

"You stand there in your panties," I called out to him as he returned to his corner in his pink lacy panties, "and think about what a good woman you would have made some man."

Ha Ha! It was all part of my plan for the evening. Need to make him pay for his strange pussy treat. Wouldn't want him getting too big for his panty britches and thinking he was good enough to fuck any woman, now would we?

Besides, it's what he loves. I know that. He is very turned on having me discuss his sexual inadequacies as a "man" in front of Tracy, and being punished for them. After-talk confirmed this.

I actually just kept him there in the corner for the next hour or so as Tracy showered, dressed, we talked some more, and then she left. Just before leaving we went back up so she could say goodbye to david. She approached him in his corner, put her hand on his pantied ass and told him that she hoped he knew that we were just teasing, that he has a fine cock and that she was very excited having him inside of her, and that she had two great orgasms from the licking which she usually does not get from her guy.

"I'm sorry you had to get a spanking on account of me, and such a hard ass fucking," she added.

"I'm not, Ma'am," he said.

"I can see that," she said. "Julie, look," she said, turning him and showing me the tent in his panties. "He's hard again. What a stud! Except for the panties..."

I went up to him and turned him back around and pushed his nose back into the corner. "Nose in the corner, panty boy, until I tell you otherwise. And put your hands on your head. I don't want you touching your cock anymore tonight. You've had your fun and you still have another licking coming."

I left him in doubt as to whether "licking" meant a spanking, or a pussy licking for me. In fact, it would be the latter.

After I saw Tracy out I came back up to david again. "Did you enjoy that?" I asked.

"Oh yes! A dream come true. Thank you so much!!!"

"You're welcome," I said. "But now you have another pussy to lick... no fair she got all the fun..."

Saturday, February 11

A New Regime

Still alive! Took a bit of a break from blogging after that last six-parter. Phew! Much kinkiness has transpired since then: a threesome with Tracy, David switching it up on me. But I think I need to return to my roots a bit, so today I'll blog about a proper Dominant Wife Spanking I gave my husband recently.

Recently his trainer Mags moved on out of the country to do a graduate business degree. It was fun having her train david, though in truth her whippings were getting a bit routine. She did not have much kinky imagination, and without that from the Domme, things can get stale. Still it was a good way to keep david motivated to work out: having a pretty young thang strip him and whip him between sets!

But quite apart from that, I have been noticing david putting on extra fat around his middle. Exercise is great and has all manner of health benefits, as does eating healthy food, but getting fat comes from over-eating, pure and simple. On an airplane I recently read a very interesting article in Scientific American called The Exercise Paradox that cites new evidence based on the latest and most accurate measurement techniques that says the number of calories your burn is relatively constant regardless of how hard you exercise. The body adjusts, they hypothesize, by cutting down on unnecessary "repair" activities to preserve energy (apparently, evolutionary speaking, the only reason a human slows down from the hunting and gathering is when they are ill).

So, after reading this article I decided to take matters into my own hands regarding david's health. He is now weighing himself every day on the Internet scale and recording all his food in an app. The results of his weekly weigh-ins will be spankings, chores, and sex.

If his record keeping and weight loss pleases me, he'll be allowed to be very manly towards me and give me a spanking, require me to do chores around the house, and have sex with me in any way he chooses. Implements and ass sex are reserved for a string of good weeks.

If he displeases me, he will be dressed in women's clothing, spanked severely, made to do chores, and I will have sex with him any way I choose. I also reserve the right to put him in timeout and write lines for me if I think he's enjoying himself too much. And don't think he won't be sitting nude with a very red butt and a big fat dildo up his butt as he writes me those lines. Oh there will be tears.

And lest you fear too much for my ass, I mandated a very aggressive (though still healthy) rate of fat loss for him, and I shall be very hard to please.

I made him agree to an additional highly motivational penalty if there is weight gain across any given month: a very hard, in his bra with panties pulled down spanking across John's knee while Tracy and I watch. John and Tracy have already agreed to it. Bra and panties and everything. (John had a chuckle, especially about the bra and panties, but was glad to help, according to Tracy). I am quite sure david will not allow it to come to this, but we shall see.

I confronted him with all this, and he agreed to it, knowing he did need to shed body fat. I had to really put my foot down regarding the spanking from John, but he reluctantly agreed, feeling he could use the extra backstop motivation to absolutely positively lose fat.

We started off by taking him up to the bathroom scale. He had not weighed himself in some time, though the roll of fat around his belly told the story only too clearly. I made him strip to nude, and supervised as he stepped up onto the scale.


Before the numbers came up I already knew the verdict. He was fat and flabby. This was especially highlighted for me given my recent experiences with Tracy's husband, who is so lean and muscular. If he can do it, certainly david can as well, and it starts with good diet!

And yes indeed. His weight was way up. Around 10% higher than it should be, and all of it fat.

His diet was going to get off on the right foot with a hairbrush spanking and a strapping. I dragged him by the ear and took him back downstairs. I stood him with his nose firmly in the corner of the living room. As he stood there like that, I set up the spanking chair, and I fetched the hard wooden hairbrush and the twin tailed tawse.

I scolded him some more as he stood in the corner, his vulnerable little buns seemingly quivering in fright. I left him there like that, telling him that he could contemplate the errors that got him into this situation, and the bun beating he would soon be getting from me.

I took my time. I made myself a cup of herbal tea and I did some reading. I left him there for a full 30 minutes.

When it was time, I went up to him, and took him again by the ear, and lead him over to the spanking chair. I sat on it, and then pulled him down across my knee. I hiked him over a bit higher so that his head was near the ground and his feet were dangling. I prefer him like this. Of course he was hard. He always is at a time like this. It would not last.

I used the hairbrush right from the start, and I used it hard. A couple of hundred solid whacks that had him kicking and begging for mercy by the time I was only half done. His ass turned a deep, crimson red. I also used the brush on his upper thighs and into his cleft and inner thighs. It was a wonderful spanking!

This is what my husband's ass looks like after
one of my "punishment" hairbrush spankings

He was well-spanked, but not yet strapped.

I stood him up and took him by his upper arm over to the sofa, where I had him bend over across the back of it, ass high, legs spread. This is a lovely position for a man. His cock and balls are visible and vulnerable, dangling there between his legs. His ass cheeks are spread, showing off his bottom hole. How embarrassing that a "man" should be made to display his bottom hole like this to his wife! Well it was for a good cause. I am especially adept at "near cheek wrap around", which means whipping the tip of the strap around the near cheek and into his crack, punishing the tender skin nearest his rectum. I am also skilled at striking vertically with the strap, in-line with his ass crack, but at a slight oblique angle to impart a fiery sting he'll feel whenever his cheeks rub together. It's a skill I possess.

I began his strapping. I visited his entire ass, his thighs, his inner thighs (ouch!), and his crack. I ended with an intense and fiery strapping at full force onto his twin sit spots. It made me smile thinking how my husband would be squirming at work the next day.


I am sure his "stand up" desk will get plenty of use!



Friday, January 27

Schoolgirl Punishment (part 6)

Continued from Schoolgirl Punishment (part 5).

So, up to now I've had to dress in a schoolgirl skirt, pose for photos, go over Tracy's knee for a hand spanking, go over John's knee for a hand spanking (!), take a nasty paddling from Tracy, take a belt whipping from Tracy, and then had to have sex with John (!!). You can understand why it's been a six-part post! Mercifully, this is the last installment.

It starts with the outfit. A little humiliating for sure to be dressed like that, expecting a spanking. Tracy's spanking was soft and sexy. When John spanked, though, it was very different. So strong by contrast. I tried resisting a little and felt his easy strength putting me across his lap. No round edges there. All his surfaces were hard. Once I got him going, his hard hand hurt. And I had a strong sensation of there being no way I was getting off his lap until he allowed me to. I found that very sexy, to understand that if this man wants to spank me, he will spank me and I have no say in the matter. Just a teary-eyed, red-bummed girl learning her lesson! Sexy.

But then it was Tracy's turn with the paddle. And this is where women excel. There is a casual cruelty in many women that cannot be matched by a man. That same sort of cruelty would be ugly in a man. In a woman, you better watch out. If she gets into a position of power over you, with an adequate implement to multiply her strength, well fuck you. She will giggle as she blister-roasts your cheeks to a deep dark red!

Sex with John was the most outrageous thing. From almost the very start of my interactions with Tracy three months ago the thought of her husband's involvement had been hot and bothering me. First just the notion that he would be told about my paddling was already humiliating in a tummy churning way. Then it escalated to him watching me get spanked, and from there to touching me intimately, and then to me blowing him and hand-jobbing him while he stuck his finger up my ass. All of that sexual stuff happened the first time he was present. I am SUCH a slut. So in retrospect, nobody should have been surprised that I was putting out on the second date.

I mean, everybody wanted it. Tracy wanted it, clearly John wanted it (though he did not hint, which was cool), my husband wanted me to, and I wanted to as well. So guess what? I made it happen. Like magic. Despite my extreme sluttishness, neither Tracy nor John were expecting it.

But Tracy did make me pay for it. I had to get on all fours on their Ottoman and wave my ass and pussy in their faces as she belt whipped my already sore behind, and adding insult to injury even whipped my pussy lips directly with the tip of the belt! During this entire whipping I just felt that it was necessary to arch my back and stick my butt out so as to prominently display my pussy. As my pussy lips were being whipped I distinctly remember feeling extremely submissive, knowing that John's rather large cock, with his extreme lauded staying power, was going to have at me next. Tracy clearly intended that I would leave their house with a very sore pussy! (And I did).

After my pussy whipping I thought that John would immediately enter me. Instead, I was put on my knees with my hands behind my back, and was required to put John's rather large penis deeply into my mouth.


I am calibrated to my husband's penis size, and John's seemed so much larger! I had to really struggle to get my mouth around it keeping my lips pursed in. Goodness knows I didn't want to nip his cock with my teeth at all! No telling what his wife would have done to my ass had I done that!!! Another dozen with the paddle at the minimum and then back down on my knees to try again?

And Tracy made me go deep. There was literally no way to keep his cock in my cheek. The only way it was going that deep was down my throat. I tried to relax as much as I could, but still managed to gag on his cock.

And then all of a sudden I was put back on the Ottoman on all fours, my skirt was lifted way up over my back, and my pussy was presented. For a fucking. Oh my. I asked for it and I sure got it. A grade-A pussy pounding.

Ouch! Nothing pleasant about this!

As he got near the end and slowed down, I grabbed onto his big cock with my cunt and wriggled on it like a fish on a line. He pounded me a bit more and then I actually felt him cumming inside of me, something I had never experienced before.

Once I was done, I clamped my hands to my vagina to keep John's juice inside of me. I could feel some had already escaped, and some more was wet on my hand. But mostly it was all still inside of me. And all of a sudden, I felt the strong urge to turn the tables on them both. There's one thing about being submissive with me (which probably indicates I'm not a "true" submissive, more just an experimental libertine), and that's after a submissive experience I want to Domme more than ever.

As well-meaning as Tracy and John are, they are not natural dominants, at least not yet. Perhaps in my recounting I make them out to be more than they actually are. In person, it comes across as a bit... tentative I would say. They "check in" with me to a fault, even when there is no need to. And they are so delicate with my feelings, which is nice, but if I was that way with david he would wonder what was going on! I have trained them to spank hard (and now fuck hard) but I really needed to bring them both to it, they were so afraid of "hurting me". I mean, John felt the need to ask me how I wanted my fucking. Oh for goodness sake, wasn't it clear by then? Hard and violent and don't ask me, show me! Don't get me wrong, that is a great instinct for a beginner, but it is a beginner's attitude, not the attitude of a confident and experienced Domme. (Although, as you will see, they do have some game!)

It's like being made to watch a dumb co-worker slowly and painfully type out a document at the keyboard. At a certain point you just want to push them aside and say, "for heaven's sake I'll do it myself!"

I felt this dominant power inside of me, just waiting to be unleashed. I did not feel it during my submission, but rather immediately after its climax (which was John's literal climax). And after a man's climax, he is at his least aggressive, and I knew he would obey.

So I just summoned up my Domme power, and very authoritatively told them both the score (and it's not like they hadn't been warned beforehand). It was sort of funny. I was clamping my hand on my pussy, holding my lips tightly closed with John's semen splooshing around inside me. You would think that would make me feel a bit submissive? Quite the opposite! His semen was my weapon.

I ordered John to undress me, and he complied like a little puppy dog. It's not as if it's a completely unpleasant task after all, so no troubles there.

And then I ordered Tracy to strip, and to then to get her little caboose up to her bedroom for her cleanup duties. I said it in a confident tone that brooked zero dispute. I have honed that skill over the years Domming david. I knew that Tracy, used to being sexually submissive to her man, would obey me. Especially after I dominated her man by ordering him to undress me. Once John had served his purpose, I ignored him, focusing all my will on Tracy.

So I stood there buck naked, holding both hands on my pussy while Tracy did a striptease for me. She could see where my hands were. She knew what was inside of me. She had been told she would clean it up with her mouth. I imagine that thought was in her mind as she stripped for me.


I mean, it was her fucking husband's cum. I should clean it up myself? She's the eager little cum guzzler. Let her do it. Besides, I don't cum from getting fucked. I cum from getting my clit licked. She can take care of that too while she's down there.

When she was naked I turned to John and said, "you stay here. I've got some business upstairs with your wife. Watch some porn and stroke your dick. I want it nice and hard for when I return your wife to you, because you're going to fuck her like it was your wedding night while I supervise. You understand?"

"Yes Ma'am!" he said. Good. I had never seen a husband fucking his wife in the flesh. I thought that would be... I don't know... entertaining.

"You, pretty lady," I said, turning my attention to Tracy, "upstairs. Now."

"Yes Ma'am!" she said with a giggle, imitating her husband and playing along with me.

We were both naked and I followed her up the stairs, admiring her sleek womanly curves. I lay myself down on her bed with my back leaning against the pillows at the head. I spread my legs, my hand still clamped on my pussy lips.

"My bedspread," she said.

"Fuck your bedspread. If you don't do a good job cleaning me up, I guess you'll be doing laundry also."

I pointed to my crotch and she crawled up between my legs and put her face down near my pussy. I released my hands and immediately she dove in, licking and lapping and slurping and swallowing. Ha ha! Now who's the slut??? How must she have felt to taste and swallow the mixture of her husband's cum with my pussy juices, the woman he just fucked? I was cucking Tracy!


And I talked dirty to her. Girl, did I ever! "Clean it up you filthy whore. Get every drop. What's it feel like to lick your man's cum out of my pussy? Slut!" I've had lots of practice using exactly these same words, in exactly this same situation, with my husband!

This talk just made her more eager. And as she licked, I must say I was enjoying it very much as well. I pulled her head down and clamped it onto my pussy, mashing her into me so she was barely able to breathe. I could still feel her tongue desperately wriggling down there as I orgasmed spectacularly! Oh fuck! I highly recommend it to all you ladies, getting a wife to eat her husband's cum out of your pussy!

I picked her up by the hair, kneeled to face her and said, "let me taste you," and then French kissed her deeply on her lips. I could taste his cum, her mouth, and my own pussy. A very heady mixture.


"How's your bum?" she asked me as we disentagled.

"Sore!" I said. And then, "here, I have an ideal." I got up and sat down, nude, on the end of her bed. "Come over my knee."

"What...?"

"Come over my knee, silly goose, I'll give you a nice little spanking. You'll like it. It'll get you ready for your husband," I offerred.

"I'm already ready for my husband!" she proclaimed.

I took her over my knee despite her feeble protests, and I started smacking her cheeks. This is something I know how to do! In a sensual spanking you want to start light, but not make the mistake of staying light. It needs to go up and up in intensity, and then down, and then up and up again, and so on, pushing higher each time. When her ass runs away from you it's too hard, when her ass raises to invite the spank, it's good. You want it up there begging for it, and then you increase the intensity until she runs away, flattening her ass against your lap, and then you lighten up again until she's again begging for it. All the strokes nice and low so that they resonate into her pussy and asshole. Harder and harder you go until those cheeks are nice and rosy and your gal is moaning in pleasure and crying in pain!


"Did you like that?" I asked, rubbing her bottom cheeks with my hand, knowing she did.

"Oh my gosh," she said, "that was amazing. You have to teach John how to do that!"

Nice.

"Maybe next time, sweetie. For now, this pussy needs its man," I said, stroking her kitty, feeling its wetness. "John!" I yelled at the top of my voice, in a most vulgar fashion. "Get your big hard cock up here! Your wife needs a fucking!"

John was up in a flash. Naked. Dick in hand. Hard again (yay!)

I had Tracy up on her feet by now. I spun her around and bent her over a bit under my arm. "Do you like the colour of her ass?" I asked him.

"I sure do!" he said, enthusiastically. Tracy's ass was very red from my little spanking. I was envious of her reddening skills.

I put her on her back on the bed. I slid a pillow under her hips (that's how I like it). I told her to put her legs in the air and to spread 'em!

"Go on," I told John. "Go get her!" I said. As he was walking on his knees on the bed towards her I gave his ass a slap. He stopped and looked at me with a dangerous look. I put both hands up in surrender. His look lingered on me as if to say, "I can still put you across my knee and spank you, young lady!" Ok. NOT a sub!

He slid in between her legs, put his cock at the entrance to her pussy, and pushed in. Wow. I had never seen it like this before! So up close ad personal. Tracy had her legs way up, bent backwards, fully exposing her cunt for a good hard fucking which is just what she got.


I just watched and supervised. And it didn't take very long at all before Tracy was cumming. Amazing from my perspective. To cum just from a cock!

"What about you, John?" I asked. "Got enough in you for one more ejaculation?"

"Of course," he said, starting to pump again.

"'Atta boy," I encouraged, "you don't get two beautiful daughters like yours by pulling out before the job is done!" I know, I shouldn't have. I couldn't resist.

He fucked her some more and then came again. What a stud! Lateish thirties and everything!

"Did she make you clean her up?" John asked Tracy.

"She did," she said with a smile.

"Oh no!" I said, but in a fun way, backing away from him.

He reached over and grabbed my hand, and then pulled me into him. "Me first," he said as he pushed me down to his groin, and pulled my head onto his wet limp dick! Ewww! I sucked and swallowed and cleaned his dick off of all the cum and pussy juices. He then grabbed me gently by the hair and pushed down towards Tracy's crotch. "That's right," she said. He pushed me towards her and I started lapping at her pussy, just as she had done to mine. He held me there by my hair as I cleaned his nasty wife's snatch out for her.

"Clean her up good," he said, as he slapped my ass. Fortunately, the volume of his ejaculate seemed somewhat diminished from what had been oozing out of my nasty snatch so I had it comparatively easy, though I still got a good mouthful of his cum I needed to choke down my throat. I ended by lapping my tongue all up and down Tracy's hot puss like a little Tigress! Meow!

We all then knelt on the bed and hugged each other. What an evening! I won't go into it more, but eventually we each went around finding our clothes and putting them back on. I kissed John goodbye and thanked him. Tracy showed me to the door.

"Next time at my place?" I asked in a lowered voice. "I owe David your pussy now," I said.

"I know, I did agree to that..." she said.

Yes she had!