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He was naked and on his knees in less than fifteen minutes
"You love your wife, don't you, baby?"

She reaches down and runs my erect penis through her hand. I whimper, shudder at her touch. She smiles down at me as she sees me quiver. Her hand covers the entire length of my erection and then some, something she teases me about. The CB-6000 penis harness I wear at all times, except for reward or punishment sessions like this, sits on the table off to the side of my stool, next to a bottle of k-y lubricant and a small 5" braided penis whip. The whip is always present even during 'reward' sessions, 'just in case' as she reminds me often.

"Yes, Ma'am, yes, oh yes...I love you. You know I do, adore you, Mistress."

I look up at her, stammering as I stare into her beautiful eyes. I could not love her more. I am addicted to her and the way she has trained me with her hand to be her completely submissive husband. I have become her slave and crave her as my Dominatrix. She has actualized my deepest S&M fantasies. She has turned it all into a reality.

The only sound in the room is that of the wet and squishy noises her k-y jelly covered hand makes as she slides my penis through it. She stands before me in the clothing she left the house in yesterday. Tight black below-the-knee skirt, almost a hobble skirt, wide black leather belt, crisp white blouse, her hair up in a severe bun behind her head, her hair-style is the only thing different then when she left with her lover. Her hair was down when he took her out yesterday. She is wearing the same black heels and stockings.

As soon as she came home this afternoon she found me doing housework. She stopped me and quickly took me to the basement and had me sit on my stool, cooing to me all the while, telling me she missed me, thought about me, couldn't wait to get home to me. She led me by my wrist down the basement stairs, her other hand on my bare bottom, cupping it as she led me to the basement. And after sitting me on my stool she meticulously and tightly restrained my wrists and ankles. She said nothing while she putting on my wrist and ankle cuffs, fastened my cuffs to eye hooks in the stool. She just smiled to herself.

"I feel so playful today, baby. I was thinking of you and what you are to me all last night when I was with him. I really did. I didn't tell him that but I was thinking of you. My kinky little boy, you really are the love of my life. If it wasn't for you I don't think I'd have ever discovered my naughty S&M Mistress side. You know that's true. I certainly can't play like we do with my boyfriend. I love our kinky marriage. I couldn't be more satisfied with a man than I am with you. Well, a submissive slave-like man like you anyway, you are the perfect husband to for me, honey."

She giggles, leans forward and kisses my lips. Her hand slides over my erection. I feel it throb in her hand as her fingers brush over my baby smooth shaved balls. I am sitting on a wooden stool. The stool is three feet high, just high enough for her to look down on me slightly as I sit on it, but not low enough for her to have to bend to touch me. This is my 'reward' stool. It sits anchored by its four legs to the floor in the middle of my punishment room. It is a stark and somewhat cruel 'chair' centered in the middle of the mirrored room, capable of any number of restraint positions. And she has used them all. Off to the side is a whipping horse with restraints at each of the four legs. An 'X' cross with leather straps at the four ends for wrist and ankles and at the center for waist restraint is securely mounted to the wall. A large variety of riding crops, paddles, whipping and spanking straps of different thickness hang in an opened closet built into the wall next to the large screen HD television in front of me. Two Go-Pro cameras are mounted on tripods at the sides of the television screen, not in use at the moment. They are used to record my punishments, my rewards, whatever she wants to record with them. All the 'dirty little shows', as she calls them, that take place in this room. She has an extensive collection of it all. We are in the fourth year of our Mistress-slave marriage. She has done all of the web-based homework and research necessary to not only blossom as a real life Dominatrix but to oversee the construction of this state of the art punishment room she had me build for her as well. Her lover has never been in this room, knows nothing of it. This room is for me.

I am wearing leather wrist and ankle cuffs with D-rings, securing me to the cold wooden stool. My ankles are locked and pulled tight to the back legs. My wrists are pulled back behind me and secured to eyehooks in the bottom of the wooden seat, making me bend slightly forward. I am restrained completely. Escape is impossible. I am naked.

"I know you love me, baby, believe me, I know. And I love you deeply. I couldn't love you more. I'm the perfect wife for you. Don't think I don't know that."

She smiles, giggles girlishly. She strokes the head of my penis, plays with the pre cum on the end of my erection and rubs her index finger over the hole. She is rewarding me for not questioning her, not having a 'selfish and spoiled little jealousy hissy fit', as she puts it, over the fact that she has been gone almost twenty four hours with her lover. This is also, as always, for her amusement and entertainment too. She is truly in touch with her sado-erotic side and she enjoys all of this immensely.

"You know, I fuck him but his is the best part of my sex life, baby. It really is. And you should know that. I know others may not understand that but we certainly do. And I want to talk with you about that today. But first I want my little man to feel the pleasure of my hand. I love doing this for you. I think of it as one of the most intimate and loving acts a Mistress can offer her slave. Other ladies I talk with on the internet agree. And the effect it has on you, oh my. I love doing this for you."

She whispers seductively, talks to me girlishly as she strokes me and watches me respond to her hand. She listens as I start to breathe heavily, my quickening breath as she strokes me harder. I melt, whimper, as she works me, masturbates me. She smiles as she looks down on the effect she is having on me. She stares down at my penis and strokes me silently, listens to the noises I make for her. She drives me crazy for a good five minutes before she speaks.

"That big dick of his is nothing compared to the thrill I get seeing my little man like this. Do you know how wet I am right now? Do you, baby? I'm fucking soaked."

She is breathing deeply. She takes her hand off of me. She raises her skirt, shimmies it up over the curve of her hips with her dry hand. She puts her hand down into her panties. She rubs herself and the pulls her hand back out. It is glistening with her wetness, soaked. She puts it to my face. I can smell her scent. I see her delicate hand shine with her wetness. I can also smell his cum on her hand.

"See what you do to me?"

She rubs it across my lips, my chin. She laughs as she hears me moan. I kiss her hand, worship it. I can taste his cum on her hand along with the taste of her wetness.

"Now you just stay right here. Don't you move, as if you could, all fastened up tight like that."

She laughs loudly as she wipes one of her hands on my cheek and on the side of my face. She wipes her other hand all over my chest and shoulder, wipes the k-y off herself and onto me. She pulls her hands away from me leaving only her wetness and her lover's cum behind all over my face. That, and a slippery mess all over my chest and shoulder. I catch a glimpse of her white lace panties. I think about helping her dress before she left with her lover, one of my many duties. They are soaked in the front. A huge wet spot shows clearly. She wiggles her hips slightly and slips her skirt back down and quickly turns to the door.

"I have a special treat for you, honey. You stay right here just like that. That little slippery thing bobbing in front of you, I don't think I've seen anything cuter. I am a complete mess down there, his cum is still dripping from my pussy. You could probably taste it. He fucked me twice last night and once before we left the hotel room this morning. The man is insatiable. I've had no time to clean myself, honey. I want get pretty before I play with my husband, before I show him the special treat I have decided to share with him."

She took my face in her hands. Pulling my face up gently toward her squeezing my cheeks, she French kissed me deeply, a long and passionate kiss. She smiled at me as she pulled away, her lipstick slightly smeared.

She moved away from me, turned at the door, her tight skirt accenting her hips, her beautiful rear end. Her breasts strained and pushed out against her blouse, 3" spike heels shoes clicking on the tile floor as she walked, she could not be prettier, sexier. I feel my erection throb and bounce in front of me. I taste her kiss.

"Tell me you love me."

She says that to me not even looking back at me as she walks away.

"I love you, I love you, I do...I love you so much, Mistress..."

I stammer, cannot say the words fast enough.

I hear her footsteps on the stairs. I am left alone in the room. I see myself in the mirror for a brief moment before she turns the lights in the room off from the top of the stair. I sit in total darkness. I can smell her, taste her. I taste his cum too. I feel my erection throb thinking of her, her touch. The thoughts of her and him flood my head. I feel my erection fade slightly as I think about her being with him for the past day and night, leaving me alone and naked, forbidden to leave our house, alone to think about the two of them together as I performed the myriad of my chores she expects to be down flawlessly.

After what seems like forever the lights come back on sharply, hurting my eyes as the room bursts into bright light. I hear her on the stair.

She is wearing white heels, 3" spikes with ankle straps, thigh high hose with little pink bows at the lace tops in front. She wears a short silk robe that barely covers the lace panties she wears under it. The robe barely covers her rear end. Her hair is down, soft and long, bouncing and resting over her shoulders. She is perfectly made up with dark eyes and glossy pink lips. She is gorgeous. She is holding an iPad in her hand.

"You like?"

She turns, primps, models. She giggles girlishly as she looks at me.

"You are beautiful, Ma'am. I love seeing you like this, you know I do. I love you, love you..."

"I hope so, honey. I dressed just for you. I want to please you. A wife should look pretty for her husband."

She sits the iPad on the table next to the couch along the wall. She walks to me. She takes my semi erect penis in her hand. She moves up close to my face. I can smell her sweet scent, feel her warm breath.

"I couldn't love you more."

She says that softly, cute and little girl-like, as she brings me to full erection. She kisses my ear, the side of my face. She slowly masturbates me, teases with her hand, drives me crazy as only she can do.

"Now, don't you dare cum. Not yet. I want this to be a reward session, a play session. Not a punishment session. We both know what happens to bad boys that can't control themselves."

She smiles wickedly at me.

"No, Ma'am, no, I won't. No..."

She puts her free hand index finger to my lips, shushing me, as she continues to manipulate my penis.

As her hand runs over my erection I squirm, shiver on the wooden stool. She methodically masturbates me slowly, maximizing my pleasure. She is an expert at this form of conditioning and reward. She has perfected it all. And she knows I am hopelessly addicted to it all, addicted to her and all that she is.

"I know you'll be Mama's good boy. I have a real treat for you."

She moves away from me, dropping my penis from her hand, letting it bob in front of me. She moves to the couch, picks up the iPad off of the table. She sits and turns it on, starts to scroll through things on the screen. She looks at it intently.

"This Mistress-slave thing is an absolute turn on and I've been wet for the past week thinking about taking it to a new level. I've been thinking about this for some time, actually been on S&M blog sites both researching and commenting. I've never been more turned on in my life, sweetie. And I guess you could say I owe it to you. I owe it all to the man I love, my husband, the man that started me down this wonderfully erotic and hot path."

She is smiling as she looks at the screen, talking to herself more than to me as she searches on the screen, sees whatever she is looking at. She stands and moves to the television in front of me. She turns it on. She plugs a cable from the television into the iPad. The screen bursts to life with a picture of her. She is on her hands and knees, on a bed. It's a shot from the side and back. She is bent down resting on her forearms, her face to the bed. Her rear is pushed up high, her back arched, her legs spread slightly. There is a man behind her. His hands are on her rear thighs, his fingers firmly grasping them and holding her legs apart from behind. He is licking her or kissing up into the crack of her rear. It is not her lover, not my boss. She is looking back at the camera in this picture, smiling slightly, the side of her face on the bed. Her hands are clutching the bunched up sheets, clawing them. I feel my penis go semi-soft, feel shame and the jealousy I can never escape.

"I didn't want that one, not yet. But it is hot, no?"

She giggles slightly. She scrolls through as pictures of her doing various things with this man flash to the screen almost too quickly to see. She stops at one and steps back. She looks at the screen, then to me.

"That's the one. That's it. He's fucking beautiful.

A young man, probably mid-twenty-something, well-muscled and very handsome with jet black hair stares into the camera. He is naked. He is erect with a huge bulging hard on in front of him. His hands are on his hips pushing his erection out toward the camera. He stares dispassionately into the camera as if he was told to pose like that, ordered to do it.

"My new boy-toy, baby, that's him. And the dirty little secret I've been keeping from not only my husband but my boyfriend too. I'm a very bad girl."

She moves to me, giggles. She starts to stroke my semi-erect penis.

"Your boss doesn't know about him. I met him in the office, on the job so to speak. I've been seeing him for about two months now, lunch dates mostly. He is such naughty boy. Kinky like you, I like that. Your boss is a good lover but this one is a submissive and a great lover. And he's very much submissive. You know that I like that. I've been grooming him, honey. And he's so fucking young. I love that too. He needs an experienced woman like me to teach him."

I feel my heart sink, feel my penis move through her hand, semi-erect, almost soft. I stare at the boy on the screen. He is model like.

"I can tell that you are having a hard time with him. That pathetic little dick of yours doesn't lie, sort of like you did with your boss being my lover at first. But you'll get used to him. And you're going to get a chance to do that soon. You're going to meet him. I've decided to bring him home, play with him here. I think you two submissive little boys have much in common and should get to know each other."

She feels me go completely soft in her hand as she stares at the screen while talking to me. I feel fear, feel afraid. She takes her hand off of me, moves to the front of me. She takes my face in her hands and leans forward.

"Please, Mistress, please...no, please..."

I start to whimper, stammer, feel panic, feel tears in my eyes.

"Baby, it's okay. I couldn't love you more. I'm not mad, not going to punish you. I'm going to help you through this. This is going to be a good thing. You have to trust me on this. He's right for what we do. More important, he's right for what I do now. He's right for me."

She reaches up with one hand, pulls her robe off to the side. She is bare breasted under it. She moves one breast to my lips, cups it with her hand.

"Shhh, little man, just kiss. Kiss me, baby. Kiss me and listen."

I kiss her nipple. She pushes it into my mouth. I start to nibble and suck as I feel tears well up in my eyes.

"Now you listen to me, little man. This is going to be a very good thing. When we started to play these kinky games you know we both agreed that this would be for real, not a stupid fantasy of yours. I want this. And you should love that about me. What other wife would give you the dirty little dreams I give to you? And I think we both know what you are. You're my slave, completely. This fits and you will accept it."

I feel her hand go to the back of my head and take me by my hair tightly, feel her reach down and take my penis again.

"Oooo, that's it, that's my little boy. Suck. I love it when you nibble me like that. You're very good at that, you know."

She moves to the side slightly, moves such that I can see the large screen in front of me.

"That boy is as kinky as you are. More so, I think. He craves a strict Mistress. His stupid little girlfriend has no idea what he wants and needs. I'm going to see that she is gone, fast. He's the perfect lover as well as a submissive one. I've taken him to places he's never been before. And he just craves more. He needs to go further. He needs a severe and strict Mistress and I'm going to be that for him. I've used a belt on him, taken him to the point of tears. He thrives on cruelty and that makes me wet. And he has no safe word, baby. Just like you. He gets hard when I whip him, not like you, go all soft on me. You know how I am. You know what I need. He is the perfect find. And I need to be able to use him down here. I need to be able to have all my toys available to me. My boy toys as well as my reward and punishment toys, I need this."

She is getting more excited as she talks. She is lost and thinking about the boy on the screen in front of me, breathes heavily as she goes on. She pushes her finger into the hole of my penis softly, starts to make small circles over the head of it. She knows it is my favorite thing, that it makes me dizzy. She breathes deeply as she purrs, turning herself on as she uses my mouth on her breast.

"First time I saw him naked was at his apartment. He took me there at lunch time. I was interviewing him for an internship placement. We were alone in my office and he started flirting with me. He kept staring at my shoes. I asked if he liked them. I pushed back, got aggressive with him. I told him that if he was a good boy he could touch them, that if he was discreet, could keep secrets and be a very good boy, he could kiss them, maybe see me in nothing but them. I thought he'd cum right there. I could see the hard on in his pants. In fact I reached over and touched it. I was so bold. You'd have been proud of your hot little wife."

She pulls her breast from my mouth, moves to the side of me. Her hand still on my penis, she coos as she talks about him, stares at him on the television in front of us.

"We went to his place for lunch. He started making out with me as soon as we got there, feeling me up. I let him, wanted him addicted like I have you addicted. He's a fabulous kisser too, by the way. I asked him if he'd ever been with a Dominant woman before, a real woman that makes demands. I kept feeling him through his pants as I talked to him. I had him eating out of my hand. He was naked and on his knees in less than fifteen minutes, all hot and bothered for me. I didn't even undress. First lunch date and I had him naked and in front of me. I spanked him, slapped his beautiful butt as I talked to him, asked him questions as I walked around him and inspected him. I was probing. He started saying 'Yes, Ma'am and No, Ma'am' right away, didn't even have to be told. That was a very good sign to me. We played a little bit. I went down on him but didn't let him cum. That, and I did to him what I'm doing to you. I'm very good with this hand, baby. Then I had him masturbate for me. I told him, 'Show me!', ordered him to do it. He did. He came in front of me, masturbated for me on his knees. I had him do it onto my shoe and told him to lick it clean. He did it. No hesitation, none. I knew I found a keeper. And he's so fucking pretty! Look at that. And he calls me 'Mistress' too. You know I love that. Not that I'd let him know that. I treat him somewhat coldly. That keeps him hot and hard. He truly is slave material, baby."
I feel my erection start to throb. She pumps faster, carried away with it all. She feels me move in her hand. She takes her hand off of me quickly.

"Uh, uh, uh,...no cumming! Not yet, baby doll. Not yet."

She moves to the couch, puts her robe back in place as she moves, covering her breasts. She takes a small remote from the table. She sits and stares at the screen.

"That was the first date. My boy-toy, all mine. And that's how I think about him, little puppy dog boy that I want to own. He's a good one, baby. A real good one. And I'm going to keep him for a while."

She clicks the remote in her hand. A picture moves to screen instantly. It's him, on his knees, huge cock erect in front of him, at least eight to nine inches in length and rock hard. His arms are behind his back. There are tears in his eyes. He has a pronounced red slap hand print on the side of his face.

"One of my favorites, first time he actually cried for me. That touched me very much."

She clicks the remote again. He is on his hands and knees with his face to the floor. A large life-like cock dildo is inserted into his rear end. The shot is from behind, his penis hangs down between his legs. His penis is soft with his balls exposed. There are stripes across his cheeks, riding crop or thin belt type welts.

"That was our fourth date. He was so cute, showing me his toys, so proud to be presenting and showing them all off for me. All his little toys and nobody to play with, I felt sorry for him. He told me his girlfriend freaked out whenever he brought up things like that. I told him he'd found the proper freak. And I told him that if he wanted me to be his Mistress the girlfriend would have to go. I told him he has to be mine alone or nothing."

She laughed loudly.

"This is so much fun to have an adoring slave boy that is not my husband!"

She clicked the remote. A new picture flashed to screen. She was on a bed, the boy between her legs and on top of her, her legs up around his back, one of her hands on the back of his neck, the other on his rear cradling his right cheek. There are deep bruises on his cheek from an obvious severe spanking or paddling. She is wearing only her shoes. Both he and she are naked and he is fucking her in the missionary position.

"He said he'd drop his little girlfriend for me. That touched me too. And he can fuck forever, has a big dick, can do it again and again. He's like a horse, baby. Tell me I haven't found the perfect man."

She is lost to the boy on the screen, talking softly, breathing deeply. My penis is soft between my legs. I sit and stare at my wife being fucked on screen, listen to her describe her new lover with breathless excitement. I start to cry softly, feel deep jealousy. I feel completely helpless, submissive beyond description.

"Nobody knows, just him and me. And now you. And he will do anything I say. I pee on him, into his mouth, all over him. Part of my agreeing to play with him is letting me take pictures too, he has no limits. I am a very dirty minded cougar, baby. But you know that. Your boss has no idea. And I'm not going to tell him. He's a good fuck but that is as far as he goes. This one has serious potential. And the thought of having two slaves, one gorgeous slave boy lover that can fuck forever and a loving domesticated slave husband, well that makes me wet every time I think about it. You have no idea just how wet. The possibilities are endless. And we've talked about you too. Talked about the start of what I like to think about as my stable. He has no problem with all of that. He says he'll be mine completely, has no problem being one of several, just wants to adore his Mistress. He told me all he wants is a chance to worship me. That made me crazy, baby. You should have been there to hear that confession, wish I would have recorded it."

She stood, clicked the remote and as she did pictures started to morph, fade in and out, all of them of this boy. Her and him, in different positions, her on her knees with him in her mouth, her dressed in some, naked in others, her with him naked and on leash and collar kneeling next to her, him going down on her, his face buried in her rear end, him on his knees behind her, all of it flashing slowly in front of me.

She moved to me as the picture show started to run. She took my penis in her hand and started to work me again, started to bring me to erection. I could feel her hand on my back as she stood next to me and looked at the pictures in front of us. Her hand stroking my penis, the only sound in the room, she started masturbating me to cum.

"Now I'm going to tell you something that you will learn to deal with, learn to like as much as I do. You will. I'm going to make that happen."

She kisses my lips, sees the tears in my eyes, on my cheeks.

"But first I want you to cum for me. I want to reward my little man. I want you to cum for me. I want that now. Ask for it. Ask, honey in that sweet submissive way you do so well. Ask. Focus, baby. Concentrate on pleasing me. Cum for your Mistress. Cum now."

"Please Ma'am, please, may I, please..."

"May you what, baby?"

Her hand moving on my rapidly, a blur pumping me fast, she is pumping for cum.

"Please Mistress...please, may I cum, pleeeeeaaaaaseee...may I please you...please, Mistress..."

She moved her other hand up and took me by my hair.

"Yes you may, baby. Cum for me. I want my little boy to cum, feel his reward. Do it. You're such a good boy for me. Cum."

She talked methodically soft and sweet as I exploded into her hand, dripped all over myself, down onto my baby smooth shaved crotch and all over my legs. I shook as she held my hair tightly, her hand milking the last drop out of me. I could feel the wetness run down onto the seat of the stool, up under and into the crack of my cheeks.

"Good boy, good good, boy. So very cute when you do that for me, I love that about you, love how you shake all over when you do that. Good boy, Mama's little boy. You please me very much."

She whispers soft, soothing and gentle into my ear as I cum. She kisses my ear, the side of my face and coos hypnotically.

When I finish she pulls her hand up slowly to my lips. She watches as I lick her hand for her, lick her hand clean. She rubs it back down over my crotch, scooping up more of my mess into her cupped hand. She raises it to my lips and watches as I do what is expected of me. She slowly feeds me all of my mess until it she is satisfied.

"So wonderful to reward my little man like that, you really are precious."

She kisses my hair.

"Soon, I'll have two boys to reward down here, reward or punish. That would be up to me, sweetie"

She smiled, kissed my lips. She stares into my eyes.

"I saved the best for last, honey. This gets me so hot. I wanted you to cum before I told you this part. He tells me he loves me. I like that a lot. He tells me that just like you do. But I want you to know that you'll always be my first. Always. You remember that."

She pets the side of my face as I start to cry hard, sob.

"You are not going to freak out because he loves me. I won't allow that. He knows you are my husband and that he'll never be that. We've discussed that. But he loves me too and we'll get you through this adjustment period."

She sees the tears run down my cheeks. She just stares at me.

"You will learn to accept this, all of it. Think of it as the next step in our Mistress-slave marriage. It is just that. There is no going back, baby. I have another loving slave now. And you'll come to accept that. You'll do it because you love me, because you adore me. And because I own you."

She just looked at me, listened to me cry.

"I'm bringing him here next week. I'll introduce the two of you after he gets back from visiting his parents. I had to laugh, his mom is about my age. Enough about that, I have something else to share with you. You should be grateful, little man. I am very pleased with all of this."

She wiped her hand on my chest, over my arm. She moved to the remote on the table, pornographic pictures of her and her lover flashing slowly in front of me. She scrolled through a menu, found what she was looking for. The screen went to a movie. Still and ready to play. She walked to me. She took my face into her hands again, French kissed me deeply, then kissed the tears running down my cheeks.

"I want to give the next part of your reward. Honey, this movie wasn't supposed to be for you to see. Your boss would be very upset with me if he knew I showed you this. It's supposed to be for just him and me to watch. But I want this to be part of your reward. You've been such a good boy and I know this is all a lot for you to take in. I also know how hot you get thinking about me and my boyfriend."

She started the movie with the clicker, stood off to the side of me.

She was on top of a man, her facing the camera, him under her, both of them in the sixty-nine position with him on the bottom. She is looking directly into the camera as she deep throats the huge cock in her mouth. The man under her moans, muffled by having his mouth on her pussy, she fucks him with her mouth slowly, tries to do him full length. He is huge. She can only get ¾ of him into her mouth. She moves back and forth on the huge cock in her mouth, somewhat struggles to get it in deeper than she can. This time the camera is moving slightly, hand held, not stationary on a tripod or controlled by a remote control like with the boy. I realize that the man under her is not my boss. He is black.

"This is from weeks back. That's one of the men from his warehouse. Not one of the ones you stumbled onto when you rudely burst in on me upstairs, remember?"

She moved to the couch and sat. She put her legs up, one over the arm of the couch, one planted on the floor in front of it. I sat and stared at my wife on the screen in the movie.

"He filmed that with my iPad. Hot, no? I'm very good at that. I've masturbated to that several times, gets me hot every time I see myself with that man. He has the biggest cock I think I've ever sucked."

She moved her leg up off of the couch arm, slipped her panties down onto one ankle. She put her leg back up over the arm of the couch. Her legs spread, her soaked pussy exposed completely, she started to rub herself.

"I can't believe I'm sitting here with my husband strapped to a stool watching me be a whore in front of him. This may be the best reward session for you ever."

She laughed loudly.

"We're going to be doing a lot more of this stuff, honey, a lot more. I'm so fucking hot right now. I have to make myself cum."

She started to rub herself. I hear her moans start to fill the room.

"Oooo, we're just getting started...just getting started...fuck...oooo..."

I watched as my wife worked for the man on the screen in front of me, heard her boss say softly from behind the camera, 'My special girl...that's it...', her wide eyes looking straight up at him and into the camera lens as she masturbates the man under her with her mouth.

The movie went on for a good fifteen minutes, her lost to it. Then she pulled back off of his cock only long enough to have the first long and powerful spurt of his cum hit against her face. She pushed him back into her mouth quickly. He reached up and put his hand on the back of her head and held her in place, finishing in her mouth. The camera moved in slightly in on her, voice behind the camera mixed with the grunts, moans from the man underneath her.

"Good girl! That is fucking hot...fuck, girl!"

My bosses voice clearly behind the camera talking to my wife as she swallows for the man on the bed. She sucks as she goes soft in her mouth, her hand holding up his cock in front of her. Even semi soft he is huge. She pulls up and off of him and looks back over her shoulder as she starts to grind on his face. He takes her butt in both of his large hands and lifts her up off of him, spanks her butt hard as he tosses her to the bed next to him. She laughs out loud as he bounces her to the bed.

"Don't I get to cum?"

She laughs as she says that, his cum on the side of her pretty face. The man gets up off of the bed and moves out of the picture.

The screen goes black as the movie ends. I feel myself start to get hard again, feel overwhelmed by my submissive nature as I hear her cum loudly on the couch, hear her writhe, make herself shiver and shake with multiple orgasms. She is finger fucking herself rapidly as she rubs her clitoris with her other hand. And then she collapses, falls back on the couch, sinks into it.

"OMG, baby...ooooo...wow!"

She looks over at me.

"I love our life together. Love it."

She laughs, sits up on the couch. She closes her eyes. She goes silent, smiles to herself. Then she whispers to me...

"I'm very hungry. He did not feed me. He fucked me a bunch of times but he did not feed me. I want my husband to take me out to a nice dinner. I want my husband to feed me and want to spend some quality time with him too. I want to be out with my loving husband. I want to go out with the man I love."

She stands, walks to me with her panties dangling off of her left ankle. She quickly undoes my restraints. Reaches up and hands me my CB-6000. She doesn't have to tell me, I slip it back on and lock it in place.

"I'm going to want two cages down here. The large kind you get at a pet supply store, big ones but not too big. We'll go shopping together. My little boys are going to need cages sometimes."

"Yes, Ma'am."

"I'll tell you where to put them, probably side by side. I'll decide that after you assemble them. This is going to be so fucking cool, honey. Right now I need to be fed. You can finish your house work later. We'll talk more about this over dinner. Let's get cleaned up and go out. Shall we? I want to go out looking pretty for my husband."

She kissed my lips.

"Yes, Mistress, yes..."

She laughed loudly.

"I love you, dear. You know I do. And I know you fucking adore me."

I nod, 'yes', look at her.

"You know I do. You are the perfect wife for me."

She walked to the door and quickly started for the stairs, heard her say as she was leaving the room.

"And now to get cleaned up one more time, I'm a mess all over again."

I went to my basement shower room, hurried to clean myself and get dressed. I felt my penis strain at its cage, strain as it always does at the constant state of arousal she keeps me in by being the wife she is. I couldn't love her more.

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