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Cruel wife part 5 - Long day
Cruel Wife- long day
Sissy
George
Enjoy.
I was sitting in my old-fashioned car parked in front of a
pharmacy on the way home.I held the five dollars in my hand. This time there was no beer, there
was no delayt. Immediately after the last school bell, I headed home. The whole
terror I experienced yesterday was a good reason not to gamble again. I looked at
the money and I remembered everything I got to earn them. I was not
at all proud of that, which man would be proud of such a thing? I entered
the pharmacy, before me there was a row of about 5 peoples. I stopped
at the end of the row, and everything I could was then was waiting for my turn. I watched
the pharmacist, she was a young blonde. My guess is that she was no more than
25 years old. She was very handsome and beautiful. On her face I could see that she was
lazy. Everything went slowly that caused nervousness to me. I did not
want to be late again. The cream was also very important to me. Sara was
completely right, although the way she told me that was humiliating.” While I
fucked you, I noticed that your ass needs a cream” These were the words that a wife
without fear told to her sissy husband. Time
pressed me, Kelly should come to our home because Sara will have to stay up
late at work. My wife's best friend will keep me in my own home as I am a little
child. Kelly will be my babysitter whether I agree or not. Should I
say how degrading it is? However, if Kelly gets to our home first before
me, then I will be in big trouble.
“Can I help
you, sir?” A young female voice woke me up
from my trance.
“Yes, I
need a skin wound cream.” I answered slightly angrily. I hated
people who are unprofessional doing their job.
“Mmmm for
what kind of wounds do you speak, can I see them?” she kindly asked.
“Is it
important? , are you a doctor?” I sounded like a real idiot,
probably because time pressed me more and more. All these days and all this pressure
made me to be just one big idiot,poor girl.
“Of course
it's important to know what cream I
recommend to you!!!” The little girl showed a little nervousness.
Before I
could say something , her phone rang. She coldly just answered the call,
completely ignoring me. I could not believe what was happening here. I was
nervous and furious as she laughed at the phone conversation completely
ignoring the fact that a customer is waiting for her service. After about
3-4 minutes she finally stopped the conversation.
“Sir, are
you planning to tell me what kind of wounds it is or no ?” She
nervously asked me as soon as she stopped her conversation.
That
question spilled over the glass. I was furious and I started
screaming in full voice.” What's important is the wounds, just give me a
fucking cream that will help for damaged skin.
“Relax,
sir, nervousness will not help!!!” She tried to calm me down.
“I'm waiting for more than half an hour for a
fucking cream and you tell me to calm down? What kind of pharmacy is this ? What kind of worker are
you? This is simply unprofessional !!!”
“What's
going on here, George?” A female voice surprised me from behind me. For a
moment I got stuck. I was terrified. I was terrified. I suddenly turned
to the voice.
At the
entrance was a woman wearing black rubber pants who were very tight at her feet. She
wear a red sexy blouse through which
half of her breasts were easily seen. In combination with black
leather boots with 5 inches high heels. I stayed with my mouth open. You must be
wondering who was the woman who was
dressed as Sadomaso Dominatrix. Probably in your heads spin 2 names? I did not
know what surprised me more at that moment. The wardrobe worn by that woman or
because that woman was the reason I had to buy a cream for my ass. It was
Kelly, the best friend of my wife. It was clear that she heard most of
my conversation with that young pharmacist.
“Why are
you screaming at this young girl?” She asked me again with a strict
vocabulary.
“Mmmmm
I mmm” I did not know what to answer, I
was surprised by her presence. Before I succeeded in composing a sentence, I
heard the voice of a young pharmacist.
“This idiot
screamed and insulted me only because I asked him for what kind of wounds he
need a cream. I think I will call the police”
I could not
believe what was going on here, the gentle and innocent little girl turned into
a real devil.
“You are
lying!!!”
“Well, lets
see what the police have to say about it???” She said and she took the phone.
“Wait, it's
unnecessary, I know you're not lying, madam!!!” Kelly calmly spoke to the girl.
“But Kelly,
she's lying!!!” I was fighting for the truth.
“Stop right
now, George, or I'll have to call your wife. . This drama will be solved by two womens, is it so, Madame?” I could not
believe what I was hearing. The young pharmacist smiled.I could not look them from shame. The work went out of control that
allowed Kelly to publicly humiliate me this way. But still I decided to keep silent.
Although all this did not make sense, I did not want Sara to find out about
this incident.
“I have no
problem with this gentleman, if I know what kind of wounds it is, then he will
get a suitable cream and you can have a nice day.” The young pharmacist said.
“His wife
beat him with a belt on his ass.” Kelly calmly answered the question.
“Oh, my God
hahaha , I have a cream that I think will help!!!” the young girl could not hide her
surprise.
“Come on
Kelly you …”I was angry at Kelly and I wanted to stop this humiliation.
“Silence!!!” She screams
loudly at me . I was humiliated as never before. Kelly used my
situation and imposed more domination on me.
“Okay girl,
we want a packet, how much is it?” Kelly wanted to finish this drama.
“Sure, this
is 3 dollars.” The girl was satisfied and looked directly into
my eyes.
“Did you
hear, George? pay it !!! This was an order.Without talking, I left five dollars before the pharmacist. The girl
took the money and took two dollars to get my change .
“George
wants to leave you a change in sign to apologize, Is this true George?” Kelly said
before I took the money.
“Yes miss
Kelly.” Two dollars for someone it was nothing but for me it was a whole
treasure.
“Oh really
there was no need for that, but still thank you.” The girl said and put the money in
her pocket with pleasure. I sadly watched my 2 dollars. Kelly was
pleased, she knew well that I had no access to the domestic budget. She probably
knew how I earned those 5 dollars.
“You can
wait for me in front of your car!!!” She gave me permission to finally
leave.
“Yes miss
Kelly” .I took the cream and headed for the exit door.
“Goodbye!!!”
“Goodbye, I wish you
luck with your ass !!!” The girl greeted me laughing.
What Kelly
did inside for another 5 minutes was a mystery? The fact that no one entered the
pharmacy during this drama spoke well of how lucky it was to run into such a
fuss. Finally, she left the pharmacy and moved proudly towards me.
The first
thing I could say was “Please, dont tell
Sara.”
“Shut up, We will
decide for that at home!!! Now I want you to go right at home, I'll come
in about 15-20 minutes just to finish something!!!” she enjoyed the role of supervisor.
“Yes miss
Kelly” It was the only thing I could say.
On the way
home I was only thinking about one thing. What will happen if Sara finds out about this drama. I decided
to be obedient and worthwhile. I decided to make a deal with Kelly not to tell
her. But of course it did not depend on me at all. I could not believe that another
young girl knows about my status at home. Still the fact that that girl was
nothing and no one in our life gave me a little peace. In one I was sure that I would never
enter the same pharmacy again. I finally got home. I suddenly stripped naked
completely apart from my chastity belt. I put a cream on the wounds of my
ass, I had a belt marks everywhere. Immediately my ass get soft, really nice feeling. I decided
to collect dirty laundry and let them wash in the washing machine. Before I
managed to finish that task, I heard the doorbell ringing.
“”Ding Dong
“” must be Kelly I think in myself. I opened the door, and Kelly stood in
front of me in the same outfit. She held something interesting in
her hands. These were two wooden canes with a thickness of a child's finger.. It was
clear that they were not the support of an old man, they had a completely
different purpose. I immediately bowed down and kissed her
beautiful black boots. She stood proudly in front of me. I wanted to
keep kissing and licking those boots. I've always been weak on a female high
heel.
“Welcome
miss Kelly”I greeted her.
“Stand up
straight, hands on your head and spread your legs!!!” She strictly ordered me. I
immediately found myself in that position. She left her purse and one of the canes
of the footbags that stood next to the front door. She began to move around me. Only
her boots were listening. She held a wooden cane in her hand. She started waving with it and started to swish the cane through the air. With the
tip of the stick she touched me for the lower part of my jaw, it was a sign
that I should raise my head and not look in the floor. She was like a knight with her sword
and I was just one helpless man in my own home.
“This is
your new toy, kiss it” she said and brought the wooden Cane to my mouth.
Without thinking I kissed the wooden stick.
“ Are you
afraid George?” she continued to move around me and waving the
cane. The sound coming out of the wooden stick was terrifying.
“Yes miss
Kelly” Of course I was, it looked 10 times worse than Sara's belt.
“You have
to be, but do not worry, I will not beat you for now, maybe a little later
depends on you. I hope Sara will like the gift.”
I was sure
that Sara would be pleased.
“I see you
already tried the cream? How is the
feeling?” She asked probably since she noticed the cream on my ass.
“The
feeling is nice, miss Kelly”
“I hope
that I will never have to try that feeling”Keely said.
“Probably
you are tormented today's incident in which I accidentally witnessed???” she fired
directly into the target. It was clear that she had learned a lot from my
wife.
“Yes miss
Kelly, will you tell Sara?” I asked with fear.
“No, I will
not tell her anything.” for a moment, I was relieved a little.” But I think
she deserves to know what her husband is doing outside of her home, so you will
tell her.” This was done in the style of Sara. I could not believe what I was
hearing, but Kelly kept the strings in her hands.
“But miss
Kelly I …” I tried to rebel.
“Silence!!! I'm not
here to be a judge !!! I am here to make sure everything is fine with
the preparation of your birthday while my best friend is at work. I'm just
doing it for her happiness, I would not want to be here now, but I'm doing it
for her. As long as you think only of yourself and you do not care about the
happiness of your wife at all. Shame on you, you selfish pig!!! On Monday I
will come back to you and expect you to tell to
Sara exactly what happened in the pharmacy!!! Am I clear !?!. She
screamed at me
“Yes miss
Kelly.” it was the only thing I could answer.
“Well, by
Monday we are only concentrating on your birthday !!! is that right?”
“Yes miss
Kelly”
For a
moment, she calmed down, and I was still in the same position. She began
to touch my locked penis with the tip of the stick.
“ While I'm in the house I do not want to see this little worm between your legs. We need to cover it with something.”
“I can wear
panties,miss Kelly.” I suggested.
“No, I
think the upron will be more appropriate while you work.” She said
the final word.
“While we
are at your locked worm, how many more days?” She asked me as she touched my
locked penis with her cane.
“Ten days
miss Kelly” I answered sadly.
“If I am
pleased these days I will urge to Sara to cut you one day.” I could not
believe my orgasm became a market of blackmail awards and penalties as if it
were an item that was constantly being sold and bought.
“Thank you
miss Kelly I will try my best “
“Ok, go
make me a coffee with milk and some sugar!” She ordered me and at the same time
headed for our living room.
“Yes miss
Kelly” I said and headed for the kitchen. Why did not she just leave me to do
my job? I was not sure how Kelly's presence would help me with my tasks. I quickly
ended up with coffee and with tray I
appeared in the living room where Kelly waited for me. I brought some cakes too. She sat on
the armchair with her crossed legs. Her right hand was almost completely
covered with a tattoo. Red long nails and red lipstick. My dick simply wanted
to explode. Her ex-boyfriend was a biker, and they had the same tattoo, so she was
in love with a black and leather wardrobe. In the left hand he held a list. The
HBO was already found on the TV and there was a famous TV series on the screen. It was
clear that Kelly was willing to enjoy while being in the role of a Babysitter. I served
coffee and cakes and kneeled before her. I wore a white upron with red
flowers. She watched the series and mixed the coffee with the spoon completely
ignoring me for about 2-3 minutes.
“Sssssssssssssp!!!”
She finaly takes a first sip of her hot Coffee.
“Ashtray
!!!” It was her first word after a few minute silence. She was no
longer ashamed to use my mouth as an ashtray. It was quite normal for her.
“Thank you
miss Kelly” I immediately thanked her as she shook a piece of ash in my mouth.
“Ok George,
it's time to start your assignments. I propose to start things that can
not be broken up or destroyed over the course of these days, we do not want to
do the same thing 2 -3 times?” She explained as a mentor.
She was
right, which is the point to clean the bathroom today knowing that Sara will
destroy it 10 more times until Saturday.I kneled and in my complete silence i
listened to my supervisor.
“This is
the list of the guest numbers you need to invite, I suggest that you start with
it right away.” Kelly gave me her phone.
“Yes miss
Kelly” I immediately started inviting our guests from the list. The list
was made by Sara and I did not have any role in it, she did not ask me who to
invite, she simply does it by her own will. It was clear she decided on
everything. Many names from my good friends were missing from the list. They were not invited for the simple reason that Sara did
not like them or their
wives.Kelly completely ignored
my conversations, she enjoyed the movie series. She interrupted me only a few times
when my mouth was needed instead of an ashtray. She did not choose a moment when she
used my mouth. She simply used it when she wished, so I was
forced to leave the conversation for Kelly to use her Ashtray. Slowly but
surely she showed power over me. It was clear that slowly but surely
I became her bitch, her servant, and she enjoyed it all.
Finally the
last name on the list was invited. She was watching tv, and her legs were stretched out on the
table. It was clear that she felt as if she were at home. I don't
remember when I last time i enjoyed it
in my own home like this. Her coffee was over.
“I'm done
with the invitations, Miss Kelly”. I said and left the phone on the
table in front of her.
“Okay,
before we get on with the business I think we deserved a cold beer, you have
beer’s in the fridge, right?” She talked as if watching TV in a comfortable
armchair is a very difficult job.
“Yes, I
have a cold beer, but I am afraid that I do not have permission to drink.” Sadly I
refused cold beer, I didn't wanted to have a problem with Sara.
“Oh I'm so
sorry for you, but don't worry I'll drink one for you .” Of course
she enjoyed my ban more than she wanted a cold beer.
I didn't
say anything, I knew it was another sarcasm in my head.
With my head down I
went into the kitchen and quickly returned with cold beer, a glass and snacks. I left the
beer and snacks on the table in front of her. She didn't waste a time and started
filling her glass with cold beer. Golden cold liquid and white foam. Soon her
sexy lips with red lipstick touched the cold glass. As the cold beer passed through her
throat she stared directly into my eyes. I saw a mockery in her eyes as she
enjoyed the cold beer. She enjoyed the power she had over me thanks to
my wife. I wanted those lips to touch my cock just as they touched the glass. I wanted
beer but I had to be content with a glass of water.
“Well, Sara
told me you have 2 guest rooms??? She also told me that in one room
there is your whole sissy wardrobe, is that true, George?” Kelly asked
me after refreshing herself with the cold beer.
“Yes miss
Kelly , that is true”. I answered. In one of the guest rooms was my
whole women collection.
“So Sara
ordered you to move your entire wardrobe to your bedroom, and after
that you have to clean the two guest rooms in detail”. She explained to me my next task.
“Yes miss
Kelly”. I have to admit that it was quite clever, these were rooms in which my
wife rarely went(The main culprit for the whole mess in our house). Of
course, in the rooms where our parents would sleep, it wasn't very clever to have Sissy's clothes.
“Okay then
we can go there, I'm just curious to see your whole collection, of course
if that doesn't bother you ???” She got up from her comfortable
armchair.
“No , miss
Kelly of course not”. I lied, the
last thing I wanted to see an attractive woman like Kelly do was my Sissy
collection that I wasn't proud of at all.
I headed to
the room where my entire wardrobe was. Kelly followed me. I could
imagine what a picture was moving in front of her. She could enjoy my beaten ass, which
she herself participated in. When we got to the room i opened the regal with
sissy dresses.
“Woooow!!!” was her comment. She began
to touch and see them all my dresses one by one.
“Tell me
which one of them is your favorite???” She didn't miss the opportunity to
humiliate me.
“Mmmm I
really love them all I can't choose”. As if it wasn't enough that she
knows all our secrets so I have to answer these questions as well.
“Come on,
are you ashamed of me? So I'm already a part of your life whether you like it
or not.” She noticed that I was uncomfortable and helped me to face the harsh
reality.
Before I
could answer anything she started to open the drawers where all my female
panties, make-ups, tights and other sexy female clothes were.
“Oh you
pervert !!! You have more panties than me!!! I must
admit that every woman would be proud of such a sexy collection, lucky you !!!” She did not
stop humiliating me, and I listened and could say nothing.
“I find
that it will take you a long time to sort out the two rooms, so it is better
for you to start right away, and I'm going to enjoy the cold beer.” she winked
at me and left the room.
Waiting not
a second I immediately started filling my plastic laundry bin. The wardrobe
in our bedroom was 80% with Sara's
clothes and only about 10% with my men's clothes. I had to get organized and manage to
fit everything in that 10% space left, which was not easy. As I sorted
all those clothes, I was thinking about how unfair life was. At home I
had a very cold beer and a very hot woman as Kelly was.
Is there anything
missing here? It's every man's dream. In my case it was like a nightmare. In my own
house, I was watched by my wife's best friend as if I were a little baby. I
felt like I was a 4 year old and Kelly was a babysitter who told me what I was
allowed to do. When i finally finished my laundry after about
30 minutes i decided to vacuum the rooms. I just thought how strange it was
that Kelly hadn't appeared in the last 40 minutes then the sound of the vacuum
cleaner suddenly stopped. I turned to the vacuum cleaner reflexively.
“Are you
fucking ignoring me? How many times do I have to ring a bell to get
ashtray service,George?” she started yelling at me.
I couldn't
believe what I was hearing, this was funny but I was so scared that I responded
with fear in my defense.
“Mmm no
miss Kelly I didn't hear the bell
because of the sound of the vacuum cleaner I apologize.” That was
the truth. At that moment, we both heard Sara's car.
“Whatever
Sara is already here so you will explain to her !!!” She said and headed to the living
room and I headed to the front door to meet Sara.
“My goddess
is home.” I told in myself. The sound of her car always gives me a special
feeling of pleasure. I always rejoice when I hear that sound. I can
describe the feeling as when a pet hears its owner coming home. It's no
different I'm a pet and Sara was my owner. I knelt at the door as a faithful
dog waited for my Sara. This act was always very important in our home. In my head
I started counting her steps and listening to the sound of her heels becoming
louder and louder as she got closer. The door finally opened and my
goddess appeared proudly in front of me. She was beautiful as ever. She was
dressed in a black tight skirt and a white shirt, really sexy. A dress that was
too provocative and any husband would forbid her to wear that . Unfortunately
I didn't have that power.At first glance i noticed that she was in a good mood.
“Welcome
home ma’am.” I greeted her and kissed her black heels,and helped her take them off
immediately.
“Hey George
,how are you ???” she asked with her angelic voice.
“I'm happy
to see you, ma'am.” it was obvious that I always enjoyed her
presence no matter how difficult it was sometimes.
“Oh my poor
little husband.” She told me mercifully and kissed me on the
forehead.
“Take these
and take them to the kitchen.” In his hands there were two boxes of medium
sized pizza. I picked them up and headed to the kitchen. The smell of hot pizza overwhelmed
me. I was hungry. As I walked through the living room the smell
deceives sweet commentary by Kelly.
“Ohh Pizza
“she said excitedly.
I left the
pizzas in the kitchen and returned immediately to the living room. A few
minutess later Sara appeared. She was dressed in home clothes but
she was still the most beautiful woman to me. Immediately they began kissing and hugging
with Kelly as if they had not seen
sisters for a year. I was standing bya side and watching that
miserable act.
“So how are
you people, how did your day go?”Sara asked.
“Working
and filled with humiliation.” I whispered to myself.
“Amazing, I really
enjoyed helping George with the tasks,I
will definitely come tomorrow as well.” Kelly was pleased to explain.
“Helping me
? all day you enjoy a comfortable armchair, you stupid bitch.” Again, a
conversation in my head.
“I bet
you're hungry than ?”
“I'm
starving” Kelly sounded as if she were tired from work.
“What's
going on with you, George? Our guest is hungry and you are standing and just
watching, quickly bring us pizzas and cold beers.” Sara nervously ordered me.
“Yes
ma’am.” For a moment I came back with both pizzas and 2 cold beers. The smell
of hot pizza was killing me. I was dead hungry.
When I
returned to the living room I saw something I did not want to see. Sara held a
small plate of cup in her hands. There were two cigarette butts and
ashes in the plate. I knew where they came from. Before I
served the meal and drinks on the table, I got a direct question.
“Is the
ashtray service out of use today George??? She asked ironically, as if it were
a subject.
“No ma’am
.“
“Then can you explain to me what this is?” she asked again, pointing to the plate. Kelly followed the whole situation with satisfaction.
“Mmmm while
I was cleaning the guest room with the vacuum cleaner,miss Kelly used the bell
but unfortunately I didn't hear it because of the loud sound of the vacuum
cleaner, I'm so sorry Ma’am.” I was scared trying to explain exactly what
happened.
“Are you
hungry George?” Sara changed the subject of the conversation,
in her style.
“Yes
ma’am.” she played with my feelings and enjoyed it, completely ignoring the previous
topic as if it had not happened.
“Okay then,
bring your bowl!!!” she ordered me and started
enjoying pizza and beer.
“Yes ma’am” Immediately
I went into the kitchen to pick up my dog bowl, which was standing on the floor
in a corner.
“I bring it
to Sara who enjoyed the pizza. Without
saying anything she spilled the ash and cigarette butts from the plate and she pointed
with her finger to the floor next to her right foot where it was the key that
meant everything to me. Immediately I put my bowl there.
“Kneel here
!!! She gave me the next instruction and I knelt next to her.
“So you
didn't hear the bell?” she asked me, while both ladies ate pizza so
passionately.
“No ma’am ,I'm
really sorry about that.”
“I believe
you are sorry George, but that doesn't change the fact that I have a deaf
husband in my house!!!” She was talking with her mouth full of pizza.
“I'm not
deaf Sara just didn't hear the bell
because of the loud sound of the vacuum cleaner that’s all!!!” I reacted a
little nervously and it was a huge mistake.
“CRAAAAAACK
!!!!!” Immediately I received a strong slap in the face.
“SARA am I
Sara to you !?!?!” she nervously let me know why I got a slap.
“No ma’am ,
Im sorry” I replied with a red cheek.
“That's
right MA’AM!!! I am Ma’am to you !!!So
Kelly what do you think , need to improve his hearing? Sara sounded like she had something
in her mind.
“Absolutely!!!” Kelly
immediately agreed. Cold beer, hot pizza and such drama, it was
clear that she enjoyed these moments.
At that
moment Sara grabbed my ears, She started pulling my ears very hard . My head just followed the movements
of her hands completely helplessly. Kelly was laughing so hard that she
could hardly breathe. What a humiliation, I was just an ordinary toy
in my own house.
After about
2 minutes of hard pulling on my ears Sara decided it was enough. I felt pain
and ringing in my ears.
“Are you
finished with the guest rooms?” Sara asked me right away when she
released my ears.
“No ma’am , I I still have work to finish there.” Of course
if it wasn't for this interruption and this drama I might be in the end.
“Okay then
go back to work, you'll eat when you're done with those rooms.” This meant
that I would be left without food for at least 1 hour. I was disappointed that I missed the
hot pizza.
“Yes
ma’am.” I said and immediately headed out of the living room.
“Before you
start I want you to wear red panties, they will match the color of your ears
and face!!!” She said with a smile on her face just before I left the room.
“Yes
ma’am.” I swallowed this humiliation just like millions before.
“HAhahahah
“Kelly's hysterical laughter was heard.
I went to
the bedroom where my wardrobe was now. I took the first red panties I saw
in the drawer and put them on. They were classic female mini panties that
barely covered my locked penis. For years I do not know the feeling
of men's underwear, and a free cock. In the mirror i noticed that Sara
was right. The color of my ears and my face was no different from the panties. An empty
stomach reminded me that it was better to get to work.
“Dingalingaling!!!!” Just 2 minutes after I started
cleaning the windows of the rooms I heard Sara's bell.
“What
a bitches!!” I said to myself.
“You rang,
ma'am?” I asked as soon as I got into the room. I saw Kelly smoking a cigarette
but I was still well educated and asked what kind of service thay needed.
“Well ,
well I see that my method has improved your hearing !?!? she sounded
pleased with my timely arrival.
“Yes ma’am
, thank you.” I had to pay attention to every word I spoke so that she would be
satisfied.
“You are
welcome bitch !!!! Kelly need an ashtray
be dear !!!”
“Yes
ma’am.” Immediately I knelt beside Kelly with my mouth wide open. My eyesight
was limited but from the focus I had I saw Kelly proudly smoking and using my
mouth.
“Thank you
miss Kelly “I thanked her the first time when she used my mouth.
“So Steven
and Bryan invite us to a Saturday night
out ???” Sara continued the conversation that probably
started before I appeared.
“Yes but
unfortunately George's birthday is then, but of course we can go out next
Saturday or during the week, of course if your husband allows it.” Kelly said
and shook the cigarette in my mouth. A larger piece of ash fell on my
tongue.
“Thank you
miss Kelly .“ I as soon as I swallowed the
ashes. The taste was bitter and sour, probably completely unknown to all normal
people.
“You are
welcome,dear.” Kelly was perfectly normal as if she were
bowing to me or doing me a favor.
“He's a
little busy these days, of course I'll ask him for permission after his
birthday.” Of course it was just a dirty irony after which the two attractive women
smiled sweetly.
“Seriously,
Brian's cock is the best thing that has happened to me since the days when we
were college students.” Immediately there was general chaos, the two
girls started laughing hysterically.
I wanted
Sara's story about having a deaf husband to be true. I really wanted to be deaf and not
be able to hear all these conversations about the cocks and meeting those young
guys. While my wife was talking to her best friend from college days for cock’s
and dates with young guys all I could do was keep silent and kneel to my wife's
friend with an open mouth full of the ashes of her cigarette. I was
waiting for Kelly to finish her cigarette and finally to get permission to
continue cleaning the two guest rooms. I was hungry and I wanted it to
happen as soon as possible. The fact that the conversation was spoken
without any shame or fear of my presence. I was treated as if I were just an
ordinary object without emotions, in this case an ashtray. Of course I
didn't plan on discussing this conversation because I would be accused again of
spying on them.
“Thank you
miss Kelly .“ While the two women were hysterically laughing, Kelly nonchalantly used
my mouth like an ashtray again.
“Come on
Kelly, I'm a married woman, I'm happy with my husband and his tongue.” Sara stood
in my defense and reminded that she is
not a free girl like Kelly was. I was happy that she is still happy
with me and proud of my tongue.
“I agree
that George's tongue is magical, but still I
think it's funny to compare it to a hard
and long cock as these guys have. Those muscles that passion in them, I'm sure
you can't get them from your sissy husband, I'd let them fuck me all day.” Kelly
sounded like a real nymphomaniac.
She was too insolent. She talked
shamelessly about sex as if I wasn't here. She literally convinced my wife to
cheat on me with younger guys. I wanted to hit her, why the hell do I let this
conversation take place before my own eyes in my own home? I was
trying to calm myself down, I didn't want to do nonsense. I knew I
would be the only loser if I reacted. At times I could barely manage to
calm myself down and not explode , Kelly spat directly on my face. I have to
admit I was surprised and didn't expect it. She missed it and just said
“Upppsss” and spit once more this time directly into my mouth. She just
left the cigarette butts in my tongue.
“I bet
you're right, George has no chance with them. Especially not with that locked cock
hahaha .“ Sara said and thay both started
laughing.
While they were sweetly laughing I
chewed Kelly's cigarette butt. My face was completely covered with Kelly's
saliva. I was constantly wondering what kind of man would allow all this
humiliation and torture. The answer was clear “Sissy husband like I was”. It was ridiculous
to expect any respect and mercy from Sara’s friend. I was beaten by my wife in front of
her eyes. I sucked cock and fucked in the ass in front of her eyes. My cock is
locked and the key proudly hangs on my wife's ankle. I wore female clothes and ate dog
food and slept in a cage like a dog. I stood in the corner for hours in
my own house. What kind of respect do I expect after all this?
“Thank you
miss Kelly.” I thanked right away when I
swallowed everything in my mouth.
“Okay
George you can go back to your job, dismiss !!!” Sara ordered me and she continued to
laugh and talk to Kelly on the previous topic
“Yes ma’am
thank you .”Finally I got permission to leave. I was happy because I no longer
had to listen to that conversation.
“Ohhhh, and
as long as the rooms are not cleaned, your face doesn't deserve to be clean as
well!!!” Sara added just a moment before I left the living room. Kelly was
pleased.
“Yes ma’am
“With my head bowed I gave the expected answer. And I left the room leaving behind me
two very attractive womans talking about
cock’s and sex with younger guys. By the end of the hallway I could
hear hysterical laughter very loudly. It was clear they were in the mood.
The next hour and a half as I was
cleaning the rooms I was interrupted another 3-4 times.
I often served cold
beer and served them as an ashtray. The saliva on the face had already
dried up, but Kelly's fragrance was still present. I was humiliated, tired, hungry and
furious. I was so nervous that I wanted to beat them at any moment. I was so
tired and broken that despite their provocative appearance I felt no desire to
have sex with them in those moments, I just wanted to beat them and report to
the police and this humiliation would finally end. Of course I would not have found
myself in this situation in the last few years if I had been such a dangerous
fighter. I was just a pathetic man who had no ball to change something in his
life that was completely controlled by his wife. In every aspect of my life there was
a dose of humiliation involved. I couldn't even fulfill my
biological needs without being humiliated. For example, I don't remember when I
last urinated as a real man without sitting and doing it as a woman.
Finally
both rooms were clean and ready for the guests. Happy that I would finally have a
meal I went into the living room. There I found Sara and Kelly in the
same mood as they had the last time. As soon as I stepped into the room,
Sara snapped her fingers and pointed to the corner. Without even saying a word, I
immediately went to the place where my wife was pointing her finger.
I was
terribly hungry. The two attractive women continued their
conversation completely ignoring me. I could hear them talking about
young guys looking at Kelly's instagram. I had to hear all those compliments
and all those conversations about those handsome guys. It was so awkward and humiliating
but I still had no choice.
“I think
it's time to check out George's work.” Sara suggested after about 20 minutes
and Kelly immediately agreed.
The two
girls went in for inspection and left me waiting in the corner. I was
upset, knowing Sara's high standards and her cruelty, I was afraid they would find something I would
probably be punished for. After about 5 minutes they appeared in
the room and took their seats on the comfortable sofa.
“Come here
bitch!!!” My wife called me.
I
immediately went out and stood in front of her. She was standing cross-legged and
holding one of Kelly's canes in her hand. I was scared as a young child. These canes
looked 10 times more dangerous than leather belts.
“Look
sweetheart, we got a wonderful gift from my friend. Do you think you will like it?” Sara was
visibly excited.
“I guess so.” somehow I
managed to speak, my voice trembling with fear.
“So there
is only one way to find out, Turn around !!!”
Please, my
ass really hurts please Sara , don't do that to me I beg you, please Sara !!!” I tried to
find some mercy.
“Show me
that ass, young man!!!” Sara didn't give up.
“Please
don't, Sara, please!!!” I knelt down and continued to beg her. I was
afraid of those canes, that was true. My butt was in a terrible position after
the beating I received just 2 days ago. Kelly drank cold beer and enjoyed
the show.
“You have 3
seconds to show me your ass, one!!!, Two!!! ...” Sara ordered cold and began to
count.
Just a
moment before she reached number three, a red-black-blue ass appeared in front
of her face.
“You know
what would have happened if you were only a second late?” she asked
calmly.
“No ma’am.” I trembled.
“I would
beat this ass in red pantyhose so hard until the cane broken, just for that one
second, but you probably learned the lesson of being late !!! Sara was so
strict about my accuracy.” So how is your ass, did the cream help you?” She was
curious. While my ass was in front of my wife's eyes, my face was in position
towards Kelly. She looked me straight in the eye. From her
eyes I could see today's event at the pharmacy.
“It hurts
me a lot, ma'am, I can't sit … The cream is really good, thank you for giving
me the idea to buy cream.”
“I really wonder
why? I fucked you only one hour
yesterday.” There was total chaos in the room. The two women began to laugh
hysterically, probably carried away by the amount of alcohol they had consumed
through the cold beer.
“Hahaha
only a hour ? Come on George one hour is not big deal .” Kelly added
and continued to laugh. Whenever I thought "Probably this is the
biggest humiliation in my life" My lovely wife and her best friend
were here to cross the boundaries of humiliation. I didn't see any discomfort in
Kelly's eyes, she enjoyed every moment, she laughed straight in my face. I was
a man with no pride and no rights.
“Your ass
is in bad shape, I think he won't meet his new friends this evening.Turn around
George !!!“ I turned immediately to Sara. “Show me your hands!!!” I reached
out my palms to her immediately.
K-tch !!!! K-tch!!! Two quick blows to my left and
right arm. It was a terrible pain. The
laughter continued.
“What is the feeling
George?”
“It really hurts a lot ma’am.”
It was a pain that could not be compared to the belt. This was a level of pain that i was not ready to bear.
“That's good, I like it, whenever you plan on playing
a man in the house remember what awaits you. Am
i a clear young man?”
“Yes ma’am”
“Good , you can eat now.”
“Thank you ma’am.”
I crawled
like a dog to the middle of the room where my food was on the floor. Remains of
cold pizza, a little ketchup saliva and lots of ash. This was my food tonight.
Still, I was so hungry to enjoy every bite. I ate like a dog, without any rest. While I was
eating their conversation continued quite normal.
“Hahaha,
one hour ?I really don't trust you girl
!!!” Kelly was already drunk.
“Haha I
fucked him so hard he was crying and begging me to stop.If you don't believe me
we can bet in 1000 $ and I'll show you
right away.” I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Of course the whole conversation
was just a joke in order to humiliate me even more.
“You
actually fuck longer than Brian, Probably your poor George has not fucked an hour in his whole fucking
life career.”
“Haha he
uses his ass and tongue more than his cock.” Sara replied.
My plate
was empty and I was still hungry.
“I think
it's time to go home.” Kelly was obviously drunk.
“George
!?!?! do you have something to say before she goes?” Sara asked me and expected a little
speech from me.
“Yes
ma’am.” On all fours I went to Kelly's feet, she stood proudly in front of me. I started
talking right away. Both attractive women looked at me from a bird's
eye view. I was level on their feet, I belonged there.
“Thank you,
Miss Kelly, for helping me with today's tasks, thank you for caring for my
wife's happiness, and thank you for the wonderful gift you have given us.” I was
talking as I kissed her feet.
“I'm really
jealous, Sara. You live in a real paradise.” Kelly, just
reminded Sara how happy she was to have a husband like me.
We headed
to the front door. Kelly was visibly drunk and unable to control
her movement.
“I think
it's not a good idea to drive in this situation girl, George will take you
home.”
“Oh no it's
not necessary, I'm good.” Kelly tried to sound like she was okay.
“Georgie,
dress something and get your driver's license, you'll drive Kelly to her
apartment!!!” She strictly ordered me.
“Yes
ma’am.”
I wore
jeans, a black shirt and a jacket and I was ready for a night ride. Kelly's
apartment was only a 15 minute drive from our house. Kelly waited for me with the keys in
her hand and immediately gave them to me as soon as I showed up.
“Your wife
is very good, you see how much she trusts you ??? She lets you drive a drunk
girl like me.” Although Kelly was drunk, she did not stop
humiliating me.
“Don't
worry you're safe with him.” Sara said, looking at the key on her ankle. Of course,
Kelly and I both knew what she meant.
“Sara can
you give me money to take a taxi to get back?” I felt like a little kid asking for
money from his parents for snacks. I had no access to the domestic
budget. Only Sara had access to our domestic finances and she independently
decided on any money spent.
“Taxi ???
No, the weather is nice and it would be good to walk a little.”
“Come on
Sara, it's over 30 minutes walk, please don't do it to me !!!!” I was sad
it was about a 45 minute walk, I was really tired and I didn't need it. I was
furious, I had to debate for money for a
taxi.
“Are you hurry
for somewhere, George?” She coldly
asked me and waited for an answer that she knew well.
“No ma’am “
“In that
case a 1 hour for a walk will be not a problem!!!” It
sounded like the last word. Sara was
the one who had the last word in every debate.
They
hugged, and Kelly and I went out. In the car Kelly didn't stop talking
at all. I was tired and just automatically answered yes and no. I was angry
at Sara, I didn't want to walk, it was enough to be on my feet all day. Finally we
arrived, and I helped Kelly to get to
her bed safely.
“I would
invite you to bed, but a man like you unfortunately has nothing to give me.” Kelly began
to get excited and scratch her pussy.
I couldn't believe what I was
hearing. My cock pressed desperately. I got more than a penalty, all I
needed was to kick the ball into the goal. after all the torment I received
from her, sex with her would be the best revenge I could give her. But
unfortunately Sara was right, she was safe with me. My cock was safely locked
and my wild fantasies would only stay in my head. I helped her get dressed in pajamas. She started
kissing me on the neck and says her ex-boyfriend's name.
“Stop
Kelly, I'm George, it's time for you to sleep.” I lay her safe on the bed.
“Ohhhh,
George there's no pussy for you tonight, you're locked up.HAHAHAha.” With the
last force she humiliated me for the last time before falling asleep. For about
2-3 minutes I sat next to her and watched that divine female body covered in
many tattoos. It was still time to head home, however, and there was a long road ahead
of me, and Sara must have been waiting for me with a humiliating serving.
Along the
way I had time to think about many things. I was thinking about the chance I
had with Kelly and missed it. I was thinking about my birthday. About the event
in the pharmacy. Time passed and I was more and more tired. My
legs hurt terribly.
I finally got home, it was almost
time for bed. I took off my clothes, only the red panties remained on me. I went into
the living room where I could hear the sound of the TV.
Sara was lying on the
couch with a beer in her hand, she only had a silk sleeping mantle. I could see
her legs stretched out on the bed. She was like a real fairy.
“Oh,
George, did you arrive? You're so fast.”
“Yes ma’am
“I answered and sat down on the armchair next to her. I hoped she would finally
let me rest from the long day and the long walk.
“Sweetheart
I had a long day today, prepare the tub I want to relax a bit before we go to
bed.” She sounded cold and a little sleepy. After only 20 seconds after I sit
down, she continues to play with my feelings without shame and mercy.
“Yes
ma’am.” Although I was furious, I managed to calm down and just got up and
headed for the bathroom.
“She had a
long day? She needs relaxation?” I was constantly wondering as I was
preparing the bathtub by Sara's standards. The water had to be at an ideal
temperature and have enough bubble bath soap.
“Sara the
bath tub is ready.” I told to Sara and I headed to the comfortable
armchair. I thought I could finally rest she shocked me again.
“You can
wait for me there, I'm coming in 3 minutes!!!” She told me nonchalantly when I was
just a step away from the armchair. I decided not to listen to her and
sat down on the armchair. I was angry and nervous and very tired, my feet
needed rest and I decided to give him that rest. Deep down I knew I was making a huge
mistake but there was no turning back.
After about
1 minute she replaced the comfortable lying position with a seating position.
“Well well,
Someone is trying to prove that he is a
man in the house!!! Really interesting.” she made a monologue half-loudly,
but quite enough for me to hear.
I was
scared, I knew what was going on in the past when I made the same mistake.
“Come on
Sara, I really don't want it, I'm just tired I need some rest, my legs hurt. I don't
really understand why I you need me in
the bathroom when you sayd you want to relax.” I almost cried.
“Do you
want your wife to have hairs on her body,at your birthday party?” She coldly
asked me and raised her eyebrow?
“No ma’am.”
“No ? Then do you
expect me to shave my legs and my armpits by myself?” she made the last move and I got
chess mat.
“No that's
my job, ma’am.” I answered still sitting on the comfortable
armchair.
“In that
case I suggest you to wait for me in the bathroom. But of course you can stay and enjoy
that comfortable armchair. You are still an adult man and a man in the
house, you can make decisions on your own. Just don't think long because in 2
minutes I'll be inside and it'll be too late to change your decision.” She said
and closed the living door behind her.
I was in a
panic, I ran to the bathroom. It was good that she wasn't inside. I knelt
beside the bathtub and waited for her with my head bowed. I knew I
was in big trouble.
After about
a minute she went into the bathroom. She was probably not surprised to
find an adult man dressed in red female panties kneeling on the tiles. She left
the beer and her phone beside the bathtub and took off the silk robe. i could
notice she was wearing red panties similar to mine, but they were perfect on
her body. She took them off with the red bra and put them in the dirty laundry
basket. She was completely naked. She was the most beautiful female figure I've
ever seen in my life. My cock was desperately trying to escape the
cage that had been bittering my life. My wife knew well what was going on
down there. Before she entered the tub she raised her right leg and placed it on the
tub wall. Her foot was only one inch of my
head. On her ankle was the bracelet where
was the key from my manhood. She unzipped it with her long nails
and left it on the chair where the razor and shaving foam were. She was a
mistress of provocation. Without saying a word she entered the bathtub
and emitted a sound of pleasure with the first touch of water and her soft skin.For
a moment all her curves sank deep in the water and thay hide under the foam. She took the phone in one hand and
started looking at something. She probably read something. It was
quiet, I could only kneel in silence. I was breathing as quietly as I
could, I was afraid. I didn't want anything to upset my queen. Only the
moment when Sara take a sop of beer spoiled the ideal silence. I hated
these moments of silence the most. The moments when I knew I was going
to be punished and I had no idea what my punishment was. Sara always made sure
to go so slowly. After about 10 minutes she left the phone and
broke the silence with a completely unusual question.
“The
leather armchair is not comfortable enough for you sir?” Cold as a
stone.
“Mmmm no
ma’am. The armchair is very comfortable.”
“Hmmm those
tiles probably are more comfortable once
you've decided to kneel here instead of sitting on that armchair. How are your knees by the way???
“No ma’am ,
thay are not and my knees hurts me a
lot.” I already had knee wounds caused by hard tiles.
“I'm
confused why a man like you would choose these tiles instead of the comfortable
armchair in that case. To be honest there is nothing on planet earth
that would make me kneel on those hard boards.”
I just
listened and didn't answer anything, I knew this was just a trap.
“You know
what? I do not care. Probably a man like you has his own reasons for making the
choice. To be honest I'm personally happy with your choice. I wouldn't want to
think what would happen if I found an empty bathroom when I come. I hope it
won't be a problem for your knees to stand still for a while while you shaving
my legs. You can start!!!”
I carefully
applied her right foot with the shaving cream. If I didn't want to know what would
happen if I stayed on that armchair I probably didn't want to know what would
happen if I cut her with a razor. I worked slowly and carefully. As I
touched her beautiful long leg it was difficult to ignore the pressure on my
balls by my cock who wished to escape that cage. I was tired and the pressure on my
knees made shaving even harder for me. Finally I finished her right leg. She sank it
into the water and took it out again. She checked with her hands.
“That's not
good enough,do it againe!!!” She was not pleased.
“Yes ma’am” I started
the same procedure again, I was even more nervous, my position was killing me. I gently
covered her leg with the shaving cream. I have to admit that even though I
was tired, and this job was killing me mentally and physically, part of me was
glad that I had the privilege of touching those beautiful legs.
“Go get me
a cigarette!!!” She ordered it the moment I wanted to start
shaving her leg.
“Yes ma’am.” I responded
with disappointment. I knew that cigarette meant another day in this terrible
cage. That was a clear rule in our house.
I quickly
returned and served my wife with a cigarette as if I were her butler. Like a real
gentleman, I lit her cigarette. Of course there was no “Thanks” for
my action. She blew the first smoke directly into my face. She looked me straight in the eyes
as she did so. She knew well how much I hated that. Sara
enjoyed the power she possessed over me and the smoke in my face was just a
demonstration of her power. With the hand holding the cigarette
she just pointed to her leg that was ready to shave. I picked up the razor and
carefully started with shaving.
“Today I
was pleased of you and wanted to reward you for your obedience and well done
work. I was especially proud of you when you were silent despite hearing our conversation with Kelly.” she said
and stretched out her hand with the cigarette straight to my mouth.
“Thank you
ma’am” I said after I swallowed the ash.
“But
unfortunately as always you have decided to destroy it all.” She
continued with her speech. Slowly but surely she was heading towards the
goal.
“I don't
understand what made you to behave like
that, You probably wanted to prove who the man in the house is”
“I was
tired, Sara!!!” I decided to deny that thesis about who is the boss in this
house.
“Did I tell
you that this week you will have many responsibilities and that your time will
be full of tasks?”
“Yes ma’am
“
“Then it
makes sense for you to be tired and I know that well. But if you think that gives you
freedom to ignore my direct order in that way like you did today , then I have
to think you want to prove to me that you are a man in this house.”
“No ma’am I
am sorry …” She stopped me again with her cigarette.
“Thank you
ma’am.”
“You could
just tell me you're tired and ask me to rest for 10 minutes. Why didn't you
just tell me that?”
“I was
scared, I’m so sorry, sorry Sara for reacting like that. I didn't
want to show disrespect to you at all.”
“Bullshit! What am I
here? A monster? If you were really scared you would not forget
your status in my house, Bitch !!!Are you done with that leg ? She was
yelling at me.
“Yes ma’am”
“Bring my
bathrobe” She ordered me and straightened in the bathtub.
“Yes ma’am” I was
confused by the order, we were not finished yet, and I did not have the courage
to ask what was going on here. She proudly was waiting for me completely
naked. I confusedly helped her to dress the bathrobe.
The water
is already cold, call me when you prepare it again so we can continue. Behind her,
only the cigarette smoke remained.
“Your water is ready ma'am.”
I called her after
about 5 minutes.Without answering anything she headed for the bathroom, I just
followed her.
She took
off the bathrobe and threw it on the floor and gently entered the bathtub. Of course I
took the bathrobe off the floor and left it on the hanger. I knelt by
the bathtub. My knees were in very bad shape. I waited for her sign to continue
for about 2 minutes. Two minutes may are not to much but for me they were really long. Finally she
raised her leg to me and I gently placed her in front of me leaning against the
tub out of the water.
For a
moment the time stood for me, she again extended her right leg to me, which I
had twice shaved. Without even saying a word, I just looked at
her quite sadly.
“What ???” She asked
coldly when she noticed that I had not started yet.
“This is
the right leg, Sara?!?”
“So?”She
asked coldly again.
“I shaved
this leg twice already !!!” I couldn't believe what she was doing to me.
“So ? I’m
not satisfied, do it againe!!!” She was strict and without mercy.
“Yes ma’am” I didn't
object although I wanted to drown her in
the bathtub. I started the same procedure for the third time. I no longer had the
strength to enjoy her beautiful legs and naked body. I was angry.
“You're
going to sleep in your cage tonight.” She told me without a little care.
At that
moment she threw oil on all that fire. For a moment I was furious and could
not control myself.
“Are you kidding me Sara ?” I asked her angrily.
“Do I look
like I'm kidding, bitch?” She yelled at me, quite enough for my anger to
turn into fear.
“No , but
come on Sara this is too much, it’s not fair i don't deserve this.” I
started to complain.
Really? You're the
one who decides what's fair and what's not. Do you really want to talk about it? Okay keep
complaining come on? She angrily asked me.
I just kept
silent and shaved her leg.
“Come on, I
want to hear you keep complaining!!! Do you have anything to say at the
end?”
“No ma’am I
will sleep in the cage.” The 2 minute sitting on the comfortable
armchair already cost me a lot.
“Of course
you will sleep there!!! Because you're a fucking dog and your place is
in that fucking cage!!! What the hell is going on with you today Georges? You really
want to piss me off?” She was already screaming so loud that I
stopped shaving, I just couldn't shave while she was screaming.
“No ma’am,
sorry I …”
“You know
what ? I don't care. I'm tired of you today, that's enough. I don't
want to hear a word from you anymore. Bring the panties that I left in the
dirty laundry basket.”
I brought
them in immediately and gave them to Sara. I knew well what was next.
“Open your
mouth!!!” She ordered me.
After I
opened my mouth, she aggressively started to put her panties in. The taste
was quite familiar to me.
“Disgusting!!!” she said,
nodding in disgust
“From this
moment, I do not want to hear a word from you, You will only answer when I ask
you something directly . Am I clear ?”
“Yhees
Mwa’aM” Somehow I managed to answer with my mouth full of dirty panties.
“Good , Go
back to your work!!!”
The next
few minutes were complete silence. Only the movement of the razor on
her already smooth skin was heard
“Did you
finally finish it?” She asked when she noticed that I was done with
her leg.
I just
nodded and she did her usual checkup. Fortunately, she lifted her left leg
and gave me an order to start. I was happy because I finally finished with her
right leg.
“Pig do you
like the taste of the panties which I wore all day?”
I just
nodded my head and continued with my job.
“Good , while you
sleep in the cage tonight that taste will remind you who locked you there. Because
very often you started to forget things that should not be forgotten”
Do you like
the taste of the cookies I prepared for you? Do you like the taste of the lunch
I just prepared for you? Those were questions I could rarely get from my
wife.
After a
second try, Sara was satisfied with her left leg and i could continue on her
armpits. As I shaved them she looked me straight in the eyes with contempt. What did
this beautiful woman think as she watched her husband endure all these tortures
and humiliations. In my focus I could notice her hard and ball
ideal tits. I wanted to be able to touch them whenever I wanted, not just when I had
to serve as a masseur. I wanted to lick them and crush them. I wanted to
cum on these hard boobs after wild sex
with my wife. I wanted to spill that sperm that had been gathering in my balls for
more than a month. I also fantasize that I will ever have any
rights in my own house. I fantasized about my wife having the same knee
wounds after a long blowjob. Finally I finished and Sara dressed the
bathrobe for a second time.
“Follow me
.”
I followed
her to the bedroom.The next task was body lution. Sara was very attentive to her care. Specifically,
I was forced to pay attention to her care. I smeared her all body . You can imagine what was going on
down there in the red panties while I was doing
that.
“Go clean
the bathroom, and get ready for sleep. I'll wait for you in the living room.” She ordered
me after she was satisfied with all the care she received.
“Yhees
Mwa’aM.” It was clear that after each use the bathroom had to be completely dry
and clean. Of course it was only my obligation. After about 20 minutes, I finally
finished. I got ready to sleep and in my pajamas I appeared in the living room. Sara was
dressed in a sleeping mantle. SHe was sitting on the armchair which caused me
so much trouble. How funny was the fact that I was already
seeing that armchair as my enemy.
“Oh sorry
I'm sitting in your place.” She said and immediately got up and acted as if
she were afraid of me. Of course it was just bad acting.
“You're
probably tired, it's already 1am. Let's go to your cage.”
I followed
her to the garage. She opened the cage door and ordered me to get
in. I went down on all four and
headed to the cage like a dog. When I got inside she kicked me in the ass. That surprised me and I hit my head in the cage. Of course
Sara laughed at my accident. I settled into the cage and covered myself
somehow with the blanket inside .From my position I could only see Sara's
smooth legs. I heard the sound of a padlock. After she locked me she knelt down.
“I hope you
don't think your punishment for today is
this cage. I will think of something that will probably make you cry and beg for
mercy. Sleep well bitch!!!” She winked at me and the next I could see were my
wife's legs moving toward the exit. Before she went out she turned off
the light.
I was so
tired that my brain could not register this threat. I just wanted to sleep. It
was dark. Finally I was alone. Although I was in the cage I was finally happy
to be able to rest my body. It was a really long day. Somehow I managed to find
a position and fell asleep.
to be
continued…
Sissy
George
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