Husband Spanked in front of Feminist Lesbians (part 7)

[Continued from Part 6]

"david," I said, "turn over and show the ladies your penis now." He did so. Then to the ladies, "for some reason his penis always becomes limp during hard anal." I used my finger to flip it around a bit and flick at it. "Poor little thing," I said. "Should we let it cum?" I asked the ladies, petting his flaccid penis gently with my hand.

Joyce was first to answer, "I don't know if it deserves it," she said, picking up on my usage of referring to it as "it".

Beverly disagreed, "awww, after all he's been through that would be too cruel."

Sue also chimed in, "I agree."

I thought I would tease Sue a bit. "Would you care to do the honours?" I asked her.

"Ewwww! No! Brother-in-law!" she said, making a disgusted face. Ha ha! She was channeling a scene from "True Blood" that we had laughed about together. Where Vampire Bill (aged 170 years) first revealed to his girlfriend Sookie that he had been forced to make Jessica (aged 17 years) into a vampire. Sookie asked Bill if he and Jessica had slept together. Bill quickly said "Sookie! Of course not!", and Jessica chimed in with the more convincing, "Ewwww! No! Old!". I know, such Vampire Nerds!

Vampire Bill and Jessica

Fine, I would proceed doing the preliminaries myself, with still no decision yet on if he would eventually be allowed to cum or not.

My toying with it and batting it around like a kitten with a string had already started it down the road to hardening. When it was semi-erect, I dribbled some lube on it and used my hand to rub up and down the shaft and around the tip. Very soon david was moaning. All three women watched in rapt attention.

I started explaining to the ladies, "after a session like this, it's important that it's reinforced through orgasm control. First make sure he knows who's in control with a bit of teasing. Get him right to the edge. I'll let you make the call, Joyce, if we allow him a release, based on what he's about to say."

"Ok," she says.

Turning to david, "so you better be careful choosing your words, young man."

"Yes Ma'am!"

"Are you going to obey me better now?" I ask him, as I continue rubbing his dick.

"Yes Ma'am!" he says urgently. He is already close to the brink. I can feel his excitement in my hand. I slow to keep him at the edge.

"Have you been reminded of who wears the pants in this family, david?" I ask him.

"Yes Ma'am!" ever more desperately.

"Who wears the pants, david?"

"You do Ma'am. You wear the pants in the family!"

"And who wears the panties?"

"I do Ma'am, I wear the panties!"

"I want you to wear them while you're grounded, even to work. For the whole long month. To remind you who wears the pants in the family. Who you have to obey and who does the obeying. Only nice frilly panties, ok?"

"Yes Ma'am!"

Our guests continue watching all this in rapt attention. Once again, it's intensely intimate between david and I, despite their presence.

I go on, "are you going to be Mommy's good boy now?"

"Oh yes. yes Ma'am"

"Yes 'Mommy'. Say it."

"Yes... Mommy..."

"Would you like to cum now?"

"Yes Mommy! Yes Please! May I cum Mommy, please?"

I hoped the "Mommy" talk did not freak anybody out. They seemed nonplussed. Beverly even said, "so cute."

"Cum in front of all these ladies? Have me humiliate you like that all over your tummy?" I asked.

"Yes Mommy! Please!"

"Don't beg me," I said, "beg Joyce. She's the one who gets to decide."

"Please Ms. Joyce," said david shamelessly to her.

"Auntie Joyce," I corrected, "and be clear what you're asking for."

"Please Auntie Joyce! Please! May I please cum? Please?" he begged, looking her straight in they eye as I lightly stroked his quivering erection. How humiliating!

Joyce stroked her chin with her fingers in a parody of somebody trying to make up their mind.

"Come on, Joyce, let him cum," lobbied Beverly on david's behalf. "He's been so very well behaved."

Honestly, I was not sure which way it would go, but was prepared to accept whatever Joyce's decision would be.

"Ok, fine," she said, "I think I'd like to see that. Go ahead."

I'm sure they now expected me to finish him off with a few more strokes, but instead I surprised them (and him!) by releasing his penis and then slapping it hard. It takes a dozen slaps with a few glancing his balls and a few finger-flicks to his tip before his cock only even half-limpens again. "Not by my hand you won't, you naughty lying boy!" I say, a little touch of the old anger back in my voice.

He groans aloud as he nurses his abused penis, thinking "that's it".

"Since Auntie Joyce has allowed it, you may, but you embarrass yourself with your own hand if you want it so much," I said, "and be quick about it."

david looks relieved (and humiliated all at the same time!) and reaches for his penis and begins rubbing on it, going faster and faster as we all watch him degrade himself to the level of a naughty little monkey like this.

"This time you ask me for permission before you cum. I still have veto power."

"Yes Ma'am!" he grunts out, hoping for the best.

He's dried up the lube, but brings his palm to his face and licks it and continues rubbing himself with his own spit.

"Let me help," I say. I lean over him and spit onto his cock and hand from a couple of feet up. I was hoping the others would spontaneously do the same, but they did not, and I thought it best not to ask!

"What do you say?" I ask, regarding me spitting on his cock.

"Thank you, Ma'am!"

"If I even let you cum, be sure to catch as much as you can in your hand. If you're lucky enough to be allowed, you're going to be swallowing it afterwards, on your knees, in front of all of us."

"Ohhhhh," he groaned.

After a dozen more strokes (I think he was bashful in front of the ladies), "Hurry up, it's been more than a minute already, if you can't finish up in the next few seconds, that will be it."

Bless her heart, but Beverly stepped forward. As I said, she is a voluptuous young lady and she was showing off a lot of creamy cleavage above her blouse. She put her fingers at the top button of her already low buttoned blouse, and asked "may I help?" meaning she was willing to open her top and allow david to see her breasts by way of encouragement! I mean, wow.

It turned out that the offer only was sufficient, and david almost right away starting saying, "oh no, oh no, may I cum, Ma'am? Please may I cum?!?"

Beverly was a little confused at the suddenness and continued the unbuttoning, even though he was by this time well beyond the point of no return. She got the one button undone and was hesitating over pulling the blouse apart to show her breasts

I retained the option to say no, in which case he would have to take his hand away and the most likely outcome would have been a ruined orgasm, followed by a spent disobedient boy sticking his ass up in the air for a hard strapping from an angry wife in front of her guests. But I allowed it.

"You may," I said.

He did a final rub and a HUGE eruption of semen (largest I've seen for quite some time) squirted out mainly into the palm of his other hand, but with a lot of scatter and overflowing and spilling down the shaft.

Is this the ultimate humiliation in front of the ladies?

Seeing this, Beverly redid the button on her blouse, still looking confused and maybe a bit peeved?

I decided to come a bit to the rescue. "Wow," I told her, "just the offer of seeing your breasts put him over the edge! Talk about sexy!"

"Thanks," she said, looking relieved and grateful for the way I recovered an otherwise awkward situation. Then she added, "what a mess he made!" referring to all the cum in his hand and the additional cum that had spurted his chest and was running down his cock shaft. It was quite the load!

I then turned to david. "In your mouth, you know the drill. Scoop up every last bit, but don't you dare swallow."

The four of us watched as david put the goopy sperm into his mouth. As I said, it was quite a load and required multiple trips back to his cock, abdomen, and chest to collect up the majority of it into his mouth. Then I even made him suck his fingers as dry as they would get.

I stood back from the bed and said, "over here," pointing at the floor in front of me, "kneel."

When he was in position I said, "Ladies? Come around here where you get a good view." All three of them joined me and we formed a semi-circle around my husband.

"Open wide," I told david, "show us you haven't swallowed it yet."

He opened wide and we could see the copious quantities of cum on his tongue.

I reached for him and put my right hand around his throat. "Swallow it, I want to feel it go down," I said. He closed his mouth and he gulped it all down in three gulps. I could feel his throat move as he did it. "Open," I said, "show us 'all gone'". He opened his mouth again to show us it was "all gone."

Without any delay that would admit an awkward moment, I picked him up by his ear, and started leading him out of the bedroom and down the stairs. He yelped at the ear tug, scrambling hastily to his feet and following me awkwardly down the stairs. The ladies followed. When we were back in the living room I forced him down onto his knees at the spot he was standing earlier. I bent over and looked down. There were still three prominent drops of pre-cum easily seen on the dark hardwood floor. "Lick it up!" I said, pointing to his mess. "I'll tell you when to stop," I added.

He bent over and licked it all up, dirty floor and everything.

When I was satisfied I bent down to grab him by the ear again. I pulled him up and walked him over to the living room corner. I gently but firmly pushed him into the corner, saying, "tits and nose touching the two walls. If you move you get a strapping. You don't come out until I say so." He had lost his panties upstairs, but he still had his bra on.

"Ladies," I addressed my guests, "shall we go onto the patio for a glass of wine?"

They all seemed agreeable. We passed by the kitchen on the way out where we got out the wine glasses and a bottle of cold rosé wine from the fridge.

"Why are we doing the work, why don't we have him serve?" asked Sue.

What a marvelous idea!

[Continued in (the final) Part 8]