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187 – Fiction: Her cuckquean Sex day

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From HIS perspective…..

I am her husband, leader, dominant. She is my wife, submissive, and sex-slave. She’s a submissive wife, and a slave for sex. And our marriage is perfect.

Today I decided to be a bit more dominant than usual… and exercise my right to use her body in any sexual means I desire.

I also had a surprise in store for her that she knew nothing about, but because she’s my devoted wife, and sex slave, I know she will submit thoroughly and probably love doing it.

I had already asked her what she had going on today and she had already told me, “not much”. So my plan was perfect.

I said, “Sweetheart, today you’ll stay naked. I want to you to serve me sexually and to do so, you’ll need to remain accessible.”

She said, “Yes Sir” again. I absolutely love when she shows respect that way, I love hearing the word “Sir “ drip from her mouth!

That’s when I started to walk to my office, within our house, of course. And she followed, as I expected her too.

I said, “You need to kneel beside me.” And I pointed to my feet. She obeyed as I was fully aware she would. And I began to go about my work as I always do.

I reached down and began stroking her hair and she leaned into the palm of my hand. I knew she was loving my attention when I turned my palm toward her mouth and she opened for me. I stuck my two middle fingers inside and she began to suck.

That got me turned on in a hurry and I decided I’d rather have a different body part in her mouth, so I pulled my fingers out and turned my chair towards her.

With my free hand, I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her in toward my crotch. She got the hint! That’s when she unzipped my pants and released my cock.

Her warm wet mouth surrounded my cock and she started to suck me hard. Her mouth was warm and wet and my cock was loving the attention.

She was obviously getting turned on too. I knew it when I felt her shift her weight and she wrap her legs around mine. That’s when I realized she was trying to hump my leg and get herself off!

Instead of allowing her to take control like this, I immediately released her hair from my grip and slapped straight down hard on her tit. And I did it three times over. I had to make a point that she would understand!

She flinched and it made it hard for her to continue sucking my cock.

I pulled back and said, “what the fuck do you think you’re doing? I never granted YOU permission to get off like that! Go get the chastity belt. I had hoped we wouldn’t have to use it today but obviously you need to be restrained. And now that changes the surprise I also had for you today. This is extremely disappointing!”

When she returned to my office with chastity belt in hand, I made her lay on her back on top of my desk and I strapped her in tight. I snapped the lock and put the key in the pencil cup holder in my desk. I said, “you’ll wear this now until tomorrow morning. And only I will use this key to release you. No exceptions.”

Her eyes looked downcast. She knew I wasn’t happy and the one thing that upsets her faster than anything is knowing I’m disappointed with her. She lives to please me and I love every minute of her submission too, except of course times like this.

I said to her, “it’s a shame you had to go and be a bad girl today. Your needy cunt got the best of you, didn’t it? Too bad you managed to get yourself locked up. Soon enough you’ll see the fun you have missed.”

I continued, “get back on the floor and start sucking my cock again while I work. You will need to keep me hard for the surprise I have coming.”

She immediately went to the floor and started to open her mouth to receive my cock but I popped her cheek before she could lay her lips onto my cock.

“I have no idea what’s wrong with you today, but you need to start acting like the well trained Bitch that I know you are! Thank me properly!”

It was then that she looked me in the eye, as she knows she’s supposed to do, and said, “Thank you Sir for loving me enough to give me the discipline I need and unfortunately, sometimes deserve.”

I said, “Andddddd?”

She continued, “And thank you for the opportunity to service your cock to bring you pleasure. My pleasure is complete when your’s is too.”

I reached down and petted her cheek and said, “Now THAT is my good girl. I love you too sweetheart.”

And I put my hand on the back of her head and pushed her down onto my cock without another word. She responded superbly and my cock was getting hard devouring her wet kisses.

That’s when I knew time was short and I needed to get work done quickly, so while my slave worked tirelessly on my cock, I banged away at my keyboard getting the work done for the day.

And sure enough, right on time, the door from the garage opened. I had given her the keypad code and told her to come straight in the house.

She came into the office where I said hello and she walked around the desk to give me a hug when she saw my wife sucking my cock. She said, “oh wow. What a beautiful sight! Can I snap a picture?? I love taking sexy hot pictures.”

I hadn’t thought of that, but once she said it, it sounded like an amazing idea! I looked at my wife, who had paused and looked up, where I scolded her and said, “cunt wife, don’t you dare stop sucking!”

She resumed and my new girl got out her phone. Click. Click. Click.

Cunt wife did her job and the pics were so hot!

That’s when I said, “ok cunt wife, you may stop. I have someone to introduce you to. Stand please and greet her properly now, won’t you?”

She said, “Yes Sir.” And she stood.

As she stood, Tina said, “oh I didn’t see the chastity belt! So you really do own her needy pussy! So what do I call her?”

I looked at my wife and I looked at my new girl and as I shrugged my shoulders, I said, “I call her my slut, bitch cunt, or wife. Whatever name you please. She knows anytime she hears anything like that she’s supposed to respond. Sometimes I call her my good girl, but as you can see, today she’s not been one of those!”

As I looked at my wife, I said, “Slut, this is my new friend. Her name is Tina. I was intending to have us all play together today but then you went and got yourself locked up. So now…”

Tina cut me off and said, “oh but she still has two other holes that we can play with, right?”

I said, “well sure. If you want to.”

Tina grabbed my wife’s hand and said, “so let’s go to the bedroom and see if either of your other holes can make me ready to receive your husband’s cock. Can you lick me wet until I’m ready for him?”

My wife just looked longingly at me as if unsure of what to do or say, so I helped her by saying, “Of course her tongue is talented. I’ll let her show you how well it works while I use her anal hole to stay hard while I wait for you.”

As we got to the bedroom, Tina said to wife, “take my clothes off and lay them nicely on the dresser.”

And she did. I laid on the bed and watched as my new girl totally owned my wife the same way I would have. It was a total turn on to have someone else help me keep her in line.

It took only a minute and Tina laid down on the bed. She invited slut wife between her legs. I pushed wife forward toward Tina’s pussy and said, “Make it wet for me slut.”

As I moved wife forward, she got onto the bed and I pulled her legs up and apart so that she was up on all fours like the bitch that she is. From there I just had to position myself between her legs and pushed my cock through the anal ring of the wife’s chastity belt and right into her ass. I was nice and had applied a little lube, but I wanted her to feel the full brunt of my cock in her ass.

I got so fucking turned on watching my wife lick the pretty pussy of my new girl. I asked wife, “Isn’t her pussy pretty wife? Why don’t you tell her how much you like it?”

Wife lifted her head and said, “Ma’am this is a beautiful pussy. Thank you for allowing me to get you wet for my husband’s cock.”

Hearing my wife say that was music to my ears, so I flexed my cock inside her ass and slammed in as deep as I could. My balls hit her chastity belt and I felt that cold steel. I pulled out and slammed in and again as hard as I could.

I said, “damn that steel belt is cold as shit. I sure wish you hadn’t tried to fuck my leg.” And I pulled my cock from her ass.

Tina said, “what? Why did she do that?”

I said, “I really don’t know. Wife, why did you try to masturbate on my leg when you know you didn’t have permission?”

Wife spoke and said, “I don’t know Sir. Your cock was tasting so good in my mouth and the urge just overcame me. I know it wasn’t right.”

I said to wife, “I’m glad you see the error of your ways. Of course, now you can hump anything you want, but you know that I’ve curved that pussy cover so no amount of rubbing will be felt on your clit whatsoever.”

“Yes Sir, I know. Thank you for fucking my ass.”

“Yeah, well, that’s all you get from me. Now you need to help me fuck Tina’s pretty pussy. Move to the side and give me room to get between her legs.”

She moved and I got into her place. Then I said, “That’s my good girl. Now grab my cock and guide it into her pussy. Your job is to now watch while I make love to Tina and if my cock slips out of her pussy, you need to be there to press it back in immediately. Do you understand Bitch?”

She said the two words I love to hear most, “Yes Sir”

She obediently grabbed my cock and pressed it to the opening of Tina’s precious puss. And I pressed in deep. Nice and slow.

I heard Tina sign in happiness as my cock filled her up.

I looked at wife and said, “Did you see my cock go into this pussy you made so wet and ready for me? And did you hear how happy my girl is to receive it? Too bad you don’t get to feel it today.”

Tina decided to comment to wife too by saying, “Your husband’s cock feels so hard and warm in my pussy. Yours can’t be as satisfying to him as the warm tight home I just provided him. Watch me as I make love properly to him and see if you can’t learn a thing or two. And maybe your cunt can do better next time too!”

Wife didn’t say anything, but I could tell from the look on her face she was happy to see me happy but sad for the predicament she found herself in. Of course, it was her own doing though, and maybe this will be punishment enough for her to know better next time too.

And as I got in deep, I laid down on Tina’s chest and started to kiss her passionately. I started pressing in and pulling out. Her pussy was so hot and wet.

I looked at wife and said, “My sweet girl, you sure did a great job getting this sweet pussy ready for me. You can be a good wife when you want to be!”

Wife looked down and I said to Tina, “I can tell she’s happy that I’m happy, but she’s also wishing she didn’t find herself in the predicament she’s in now too. While her pussy can’t be rubbed and obviously not able to reach climax tonight, I guarantee you she’s dripping wet inside that belt of hers.”

I looked over at wife and said, “isn’t that right slut?”

And she responded with, “Yes Sir, you are absolutely correct.”

And with that, I felt my testosterone surge and I pushed in and out of Tina’s dripping wet, tight pussy with determination. I started going faster and faster until I was slamming balls deep into her pussy such that when my body hit hers it was causing an audible slapping sound too.

Tina started to moan loudly. She started calling to my wife, saying “Damn this cock is so good. I’m such a great girl with an amazing pussy. You are just his dumb cunt wife. Too stupid to even be able to control yourself. Too bad for you but great for me, that I get to enjoy this cock all by myself now! I’m glad to feel it without sharing it!”

“Oh. YES. Fuck me harder baby.”

“Please. Don’t stop.”

“Give it to me hard. Make me cum!”

Her words spawned me to go deep and fast. As I pulled out, I pulled a tad too far and slipped out.

I admit, I did it on purpose. I wanted to see wife’s response. And she did not disappoint.

Wife had been watching as my cock was disappearing into Tina’s sweet pussy and out again. So when I slipped out, wife grabbed up my cock and guided me back into Tina’s pussy ever so quickly. I couldn’t be more pleased!

“Wife, you really are my good girl now. You are trained well. I’m glad you are helping me make love to Tina in the way she deserves.”

Tina then said to wife, “Come suck my tits and help me get closer to orgasm, Bitch.”

And slut did that. I even commented, “Look at you go slut. Suck those boobs hard.”

And it was exactly what slut needed to hear to go after that nipples even harder as I heard Tina moan louder again.

And I guess it was what I needed to see too as I started aiming at getting us both to orgasm. I said, “Come on baby girl. Keep going.” I wasn’t sure if i was talking to wife or Tina, but probably both at that moment!”

But then I spoke just to Tina, “Orgasm for me. All over my cock. Let me feel your pussy pulse around my hard cock. Make this pussy squeeze around me.”

And I was drove my cock as deep into her wet pussy as I could manage. She groaned and arched her back.

I continued, “Come on sweet girl, give it to me! My slut wife wants you to orgasm, don’t you slut?”

Wife made a “uh huh” sound but never let go of Tina’s nipple while her hand massaged the other one.

I felt my urge to orgasm start to rise. I needed it, I wanted it. I started talking louder and with urgency, “Come on my love, I’m about to cum deep in your pussy. Come with me! Give it back to me too!”

And it took three more deep, hard thrusts when I felt my balls release that hot cum straight into Tina’s pussy at the same time she moaned deep. She was orgasming with me. I held myself deep in her pussy for a few good long seconds as I left my seed shoot deep inside her pussy. I let out an audible sigh.

I pulled out, and laid over to the side of Tina. I said, “wife, you need to lick us both clean. Start with licking me clean while I kiss Tina’s beautiful lips and we regain our strength.”

When I knew she was done with me, I pushed her toward Tina’s pussy and I said, “Get busy on Tina’s pussy now. Be sure to get all that cum sucked out so she doesn’t drip onto her panties later.”

Slut wife sucked so vigorously she almost got Tina to cum again and I smiled and rubbed my hand on Tina’s cheek. I said, “Do you like my house? Want to come over again?”

And Tina said, “Baby, I have really enjoyed this. I needed this stress relief. I love you and your cock. And I love the tongue on your wife, it’s talented for sure!”

I asked Tina if she’d like to stay the night with us and she said yes. That’s when I looked at wife and said, “You hear that? She’s staying with us. You think you can do something good to get yourself released from that belt and maybe get your pussy used tonight too?”

Wife looked at me and said, “I’m very happy Sir. I love pleasing you. This has made me very wet indeed and I’d like to orgasm too. But Sir….. I know you said I won’t be out of this belt until tomorrow and it’s my own doing to be here too. So I will take my punishment properly.”

Tina heard all this and said, “you’ve trained her well!”

I looked at slut wife and said, “think I should make love to Tina again while she’s here tonight?”

My beautiful good girl looked me in the eye and smiled, while saying those same two favorite words that I love to hear…. “Yes Sir.” And I could tell, she really did mean it too!

Hugs,

Marie

186 – Chastity belt. Part II

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Because Naughty Nora and Miss D asked questions, it has me inspired to talk about it more……

As i do with all posts, i try to do some research before posting. i like to know, “is my opinion the same as what others would say too?” And i also like to know more facts about the topic too, in case my opinions are just “wrong, and had you learned more you’d know this too.” So i go to the internet…..about female chastity belts this time too.

Finding research on (female) chastity belts is hard. You find a lot of sites selling the cheap Chinese versions (which is fine), a little information about the more expensive ones (which is fine too), but almost nothing about reviews, pros/cons, logistics on everything from how to put it on and how to clean it to ….. WHY would you do it. Why is it appealing? Information about all of this other stuff almost entirely doesn’t exist.

But after a lot of searching, i finally found a blog post from an avid chastity belter. While i don’t know her at all, based on my own actual experience to date, i think she’s well spoken in her choice of words and accuracy in all she wrote.

So instead of posting my own thoughts, i decided she is a bigger expert than i, she said everything i had already contemplated saying, and well…. reposting her blog is quicker for me too.

Of course, i want to add just a little bit of my own experience, especially as it relates to the mental aspects of wearing chastity belts.

Why do i like it? Or why would i tell David i think it’s a “good idea”?

well. i will tell you there’s two main reasons.

1) Wearing a chastity belt makes me feel physically submissive, and not just mentally.

Being submissive means choosing to have less power than the dominant. And most often that is mental… like less power over decisions, or what’s important, or who’s going to be responsible for a task. While some of this does result in a physical action, much of it starts from a mental position.

Sometimes submission is as simple as NOT doing something. Like choosing not to break rules set in place, not touch myself sexually or cause/allow an orgasm, or being disrespectful. But even the “not orgasm” is effectively a mental thing because it’s NOT doing something physical.

So when i am locked up in chastity, i am actively submitting. i am DOING something. A physical, tangible, action. And when wearing it, it is constant. While i can and do get used to the feeling of having it on, it’s still a (quite literally) hard reminder every time i move, stand, or sit, that i chose to hand Sir the key to my heart… and his pussy…. and i am his submissive.

2) You only lock up what’s important to you, so it makes me feel important to Sir.

Think about it, you password protect your information online, you lock the car when you aren’t in it, you lock house when you go to sleep (locking up YOU), you put your money in a bank, and some people put valuable coins, baseball cards, or papers in a safe.

We only put locks and keys on the stuff we deem valuable and don’t want someone else to have access to use or ability to steal.

So when i wear chastity belts, i feel important enough to be locked up and not used by another… including by myself. i can’t steal an orgasm when wearing steel on my locked pussy.

So i like chastity belts because i like what it stands for and what it represents. And honestly, when it’s fitted correctly, it doesn’t hurt either. It does start to chafe after several hours of wear, but it actually feels good to wear it most of the time.

i feel quite literally very intentionally submissive when i wear a chastity belt.

So if it feels good mentally AND physically to wear it…. why wouldn’t i like it?

But that’s enough about my feelings, back to what the Discerning Specialist says about female chastity belts……. check it out for yourself…… if you want to.

And so, without further ado, Here’s the link.

Hugs,

Marie

185 – Sunday (Chastity) Fun day

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i know that David doesn’t always read my posts, but sometimes he does too. He read my last post about (fictional) stress relief and he was kinda amused but i really think mostly annoyed.

No, we didn’t get into a fight. But his annoyance was real.

We go to church most Sundays. Frequently we drive separately though because David is apart of our church’s tech team and works on the live stream, camera switching duty crew. As such, he has to be there much earlier than the service start time, so we generally drive ourselves.

Well i was finishing that post when he was on his way to church and i sent him a link to it. i wanted him to see where my mind has been lately….. me realizing he has work-stress, i need to give him space, be a good submissive wife… and yet, feeling sex-needy too.

i think it’s easy to get distracted from ourselves and our relationships when work (aka: Real Life) gets in the way. i think this is part of why they say “making a marriage work is hard work.” It has to be intentional and you have to make time for it. Kinda like putting meetings or appointments on the calendar, you almost need to do the same thing with your spouse.

But that seems silly, right? To make an appointment with my husband to do…. what exactly? Watch tv? Eat dinner? Have sex?

Shouldn’t all those things “just happen naturally”?? And can “scheduled sex” be fun? Don’t you need to feel like it first?

Well…. yes and no. i mean, sure… it should happen naturally. But sometimes it just doesn’t. And when it doesn’t, it may need to be scheduled. Even scheduled sex can be fun… and at the very least, it can serve as a reminder of when you did “feel like it” naturally. And that remembrance trigger could cause the desire to want it to return too.

Oh don’t misunderstand, we have desires. We aren’t NEVER wanting sex or sexual relations. Heck, that’s pretty much the point of my last fiction post…. i have these desires but it’s not lining up with Sir’s desires, or time availability, and hampered by the stress he has at work too.

So I suppose that’s the other thing about it… you have to both feel like it at the exact same time too. And again, life gets in the way. Making marriages hard to maintain, without scheduling it on the calendar.

Well, that’s the thing about being a submissive wife… who happens to be feeling sexually needy… my job is to serve him. In the way that’s fulfilling to him. Remember that other post i did recently about that too? (Oh wait… i haven’t finished that one. Okay, sneak peek … the book “Real Service” i am reading is all about how a sub provides a servo e to the Dom, but only in ways and tasks that the Dom actually wants and desires. That post soon to be finished too!)

Now coming back to this Sunday morning, he read my fiction post when he got to church. While he’s on the tech team, and they do a run through, much of his duties include “making sure it all works fine.” Which pretty much means he has to set it up, sit back and wait to see if it works or doesn’t while all the musicians and pastors go about the practice they need too. So he has a lot of down time, and that’s when he read my sex-filled-post…. while at church. (Devious of me, right?)

Yeah, he kinda thought so too. He wasn’t happy that i have pointed out his stress (and not much time for me right now), and texted it to him while he’s at church no less. But then again, i doubt he was surprised either.

He texted me with, “I read this. You haven’t worn the chastity belt in awhile. I suspect you’ve gotten yourself hot and bothered while writing this post. You best not have caused yourself to orgasm without permission. If I find out you have, you’ll be punished. Have you?”

Uhmmmmmm. i am getting a bitter sweet answer to my (unintended) cry for attention………

He told me it seems i am “acting out in a passive-aggressive and unbecoming way.”

i have said before i probably should call myself a brat-type-submissive. i truly didn’t intend this to be that way, but as i stop and think about it, i think he’s right. (Ok, i know he’s right… but i don’t like being wrong. And i didn’t do it on purpose, so i don’t even want to admit it now either.)

The text continued, “You need to dress for the day and wear that chastity belt. Bring the key with you to church. I’ll hold onto it the rest of the day. I’ll decide when you can or should be released. Maybe it will be after I orgasm first though and given my stress level, I have no idea when that may happen!”

i don’t get sexual release. But i do get sexual attention. And it wasn’t a scheduled appointment either. And i probably do need a spanking to be reminded to be submissive while being reminded the bratting-way isn’t acceptable …. while also being reminded that submission is about my service to Sir in the way that is meaningful to him. Just saying.

i guess i have a long day ahead of me. And it’s now time to dress for church.

Hugs,

Marie

184 – FICTION: Much needed stress relief

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** one of my longest blog posts ever. Maybe “the” longest indeed. Maybe a word count is in order. Hmmm.

*** Fiction sex-stories just keep running through my head from a real-life situation. David really is currently stressed out, and I really want to have sex. So I just keep thinking of ways to serve him well… and that’s what caused this fiction story to develop…….

Work has him very busy and very stressed out and I know it. I’m doing my best to stay out of his way and not cause him trouble. So when I heard him call my name in a stern way, I suddenly became anxious.

I quickly responded with, “Yes Sir, coming Sir.”

He was sitting in his home office working, as he does everyday while I was trying to be quiet as a mouse. He had already made it known that he had some big deadlines coming up and I was not to bother him.

I understood. I know from previous times where his stress was high due to work deadlines that means I am to be quiet, yet available, and always agreeable.

I immediately went to him and I heard him speak the familiar words “Woman, present yourself.”

Of course I had no clothes on as I’m not allowed to wear them when we are in the house, for any reason. All I had to do was immediately push my legs shoulder-width apart, place my hands interlaced behind my head, and while looking straight ahead cause my chest to protrude outward too.

I wasn’t exactly sure what Sir had in mind considering he doesn’t typically break away from his work to inspect me, but nevertheless I’m always ready when he wants to.

He stood and came toward me. He smiled while his hand stretched reached for my nipple, to which he took between his fingers and just teased it with a hard but loving pinch. And then he did the same to the other one too. I didn’t move a muscle, as I’ve been trained for his touch long ago. I know better than to move when I am in present position.

His hand slid down onto my waist and he moved behind me. I felt his chin on my shoulder while his arms hugged me from behind. Again, I knew not to move.

He kissed my shoulder and took in my scent. I was becoming so aroused just by being touched so innocently by him. His hand slid down between my legs as his cock pressed against my backside. He found exactly what he was looking for: a wet, achy pussy.

Still I didn’t move. He pressed two fingers inside me as I was focused entirely on the mantra in my head, “Do not move. Remain still. Be the pleasing submissive wife he wants you to be. Do not move. Remain still.”

He then started pushing in and out while talking to me about mundane things such as, “so what shall we have for lunch today?”

And I responded, “whatever pleases you Sir.”

He laughed and said, “That wasn’t exactly an answer. But my love, you do know how to respond in ways that create music to my ears too!”

Ding-dong. The doorbell rang.

“Speaking of music in our ears…. right on time too!” he said.

Instinctively I flinched at the sound and he smacked my ass hard and said, “What was that about? You aren’t very focused if the doorbell caused that reaction! You know better than that!”

The unmistakable “ding dong” rang out again.

Sir pulled his fingers from my pussy and said, “don’t move.”

His office is just the first room right inside our front door, so of course when he moved to the door it was only a few feet from where we were standing. Thankfully, I was facing toward the interior of the office with my rear to the front door. I suspected whoever was at the door might see me, but Sir would be standing between them and me, creating a natural wall between us.

I had no idea who was at the door, but I wasn’t about to turn and try to see either. I heard Sir say, “just a minute while I go get my wallet.” And he moved away. I was exposed. I knew this person was seeing my entire backside, and even part of my side profile from the angle they were at.

I heard the stranger say, “oh wow.” He was clearly surprised at the sight of my backside that Sir had intentionally allowed him to have.

Sir came back and handed the guy some money and said, “keep the change.”

I heard the guy said, “You’ve made my day great. Thanks for the tip, and the view.” I heard both men chuckle.

Sir said, “yeah I can see that tip has obviously made you happy by the bulge there in your pants. You must like what you see. Come back anytime.”

He responded, “I just might do that!”

And with that, I heard the door close.

Sir came to me and said, “lunch is here. I took the liberty to order Chinese delivery.”

I still didn’t move or speak as I knew my place and he hadn’t given me permission to move from my position yet, even though my arms and back were truly starting to ache from this longer-than-usual inspection.

Sir said, “you may break now.” That was the cue I was anxiously waiting for, and I thanked him.

We ate lunch in our usual way. When I’m not being asked to do sex-slave duties, I am his submissive wife but we would be like any other couple you see on the streets and at home, with the exception of me wearing no clothing of course. Nothing exciting, really. And we talked about the usual affairs.

Until Sir said, “you need to finish before me and go get under my desk. You need to be there, hidden from sight, but waiting for me when I sit down for my Zoom call.”

I did as told. I like being his submissive wife and doing the things that make him happy. So I responded with, “Yes Sir” and started to eat at a bit quicker pace than usual.

When he returned to the office, of course I am already in place. I wouldn’t dream of intentionally disappointing him. He sits in his chair and he looks at me and starts to speak, “while I am on this zoom call you will suck my cock. You should make sure to do it with enough enthusiasm to convince me you deserve this alone time with my cock while I’m busy earning a living for our family. And yet, you can’t make any noise so as to distract my colleagues while we discuss our business dealings. If you manage to get me off before the call ends, you will be rewarded. But if you do not or if you make too much noise, you will be punished. Do you understand?”

I was ecstatic to be allowed to pleasure Sir while he was working. He’s been so stressed with work, I’ve hardly had anytime with him at all and definitely none with his cock.

I got the biggest grin on my face and said, “oh goodie Sir! Thank you for allowing me to worship your cock. You know how I love sucking your cock!”

Because I’m not allowed to touch him without permission and as he moved his chair closer to me he said, “you may take my cock from my pants, but you are allowed only to touch my pants with your hand. The only thing I want touching my cock is your mouth.”

I unzipped his pants with my hands, and proceeded to only touch him after that with my mouth. I didn’t want to do anything to earn punishment, or to have him take away my cock-worship time.

And with that I heard the clicking of the mouse and I heard Sir say, “Hey guys. How are you?”

My tongue swirled at the tip of his cock. I tasted the pre-cum drop that had already formed there.

I heard the others say how they were doing and asked Sir how he was. He said, “oh I’ve been stressed lately, but I expect I’ll start to feel relief soon.”

I knew he intended for me to hear that comment! And it gave me the encouragement to take his whole member into my mouth. I pushed my mouth down onto his cock, taking him deep into my throat.

I began to thrust my mouth up and down causing his cock to become harder and thicker with every move. I could tell Sir was enjoying this slight distraction from his daily grind.

They were talking all sorts of business things that I knew nothing about, but I didn’t care about it either. I had one goal and that was to get my Sir to ejaculate fully into my mouth.

Sir has told me before that I give good head and it encourages me to try to do even more each time he allows me this pleasure. I decided to try to go as fast as I could, so I was moving up-down-up-down in rhythm. I could hear the beat in my head as I moved in time.

And with each thrust I pushed him deeper and deeper in my throat. Each time I pushed fully down onto his cock, I could feel his cock touch the back of my throat. It was divine pleasure to feel his thick cock fill my mouth so entirely.

But I wanted more.

I know from experience I can push his cock past the touch of my throat and have it slide down, but it’s hard to do from this position. It’s so much easier when I’m laying on my back on the bed, with my head hanging over the side while he throat fucks me. When he does that, his cock just slides right into my throat as smooth as butter!

Maybe I could achieve that same result from this position too, but I really wasn’t sure.

As I was trying to get a better angle on his cock, continuing to move up and down, I hit my head on the desk. Oh-shit.

I heard someone on the call say, “is everything ok? Did we lose you?”

I had became the exact kind of distraction he had warned me against! I held his cock in my mouth while holding perfectly frozen in time. I was so mad at myself. How did I fuck this up?

That’s when I saw his hand come under the desk. I felt his hand come up to my cheek and touch it softly. And that’s when he pulled away and came back hard again. P-O-P. He gave my cheek a really hard pop that sting pretty good. It was intentional. It made a point.

I didn’t expect that exactly, so I nearly moved enough to have my teeth grind into Sir’s prized possession. Biting him would’ve been a complete disaster so I’m grateful to have held my mouth still enough to not do that to him! But the message was clear…. punishment was soon coming.

I heard Sir say, “oh that was nothing of importance. I just hit something under my desk. I’ll have to take care of that later.”

At this very moment that was what I was. Something … a distracting “something” at that. And between the pop to my cheek and the comments made aloud, he made it clear punishment would ensue soon enough.

While my mouth still surrounded his cock, I felt the unmistakable sense of his cock deflating. He had lost interest in my cock worship. But I hadn’t been told to stop, nor had he pulled himself from my mouth, and the Zoom call hadn’t ended either so I still had a chance to get him off before it ended. Although I was skeptical at my chances of success, I knew I had to try!

I started again. I thrust up and down, swirled my tongue on his cock. I felt it flick, which I knew meant it was regaining blood flow. I felt it thicken in my mouth and I was encouraged. I had hope that I might could still get him to orgasm yet.

I worked hard to get him off. This time though, I was completely in-tune with his Zoom call, where I was much more careful to make no noise of any kind.

I pushed him deep inside my mouth. When I pulled out, I made a point to swirl my tongue at his tip. I’ve always known that little flick of the tongue excites him so much. And I pushed even deeper again. And swirled my tongue even more. And again. And again.

I heard him finally say, “that does seem like a great place to be.” And a minute later I heard, “Ahhhhh, yes.”

It was with the word “yes,” that I felt his hand on the back of my head. He grabbed my head and held me still. His cock was deep inside my mouth. I was finally rewarded with one solid flex of his member, followed by a thick stream of cum shooting deep into my mouth. It almost gagged me, but Sir had trained me to accept his gift without gagging. So I concentrated on breathing through my nose, slowing my heart rate, keeping my mouth as wide as possible, and drank down every drop of cum his beautiful cock offered me.

That was when his hand released his grip. He started to stroke my hair with petting moves, while he pulled his cock back from my mouth too. I heard him say, “This has indeed been a productive meeting gentleman. I need to go take care of some to-do’s that have come from this meeting and we will be in touch soon.”

I knew the “productive meeting” comment was meant to say I did good to get him to orgasm, but the “take care of to-do’s” was me being punished too. I started to cringe as I wasn’t looking forward to the punishment that ensued.

He pulled his chair back from the desk and he said, “while you were indeed successful with giving me stress relief, you didn’t fully carry out your full directive either. Did you?”

“No sir.”

“And what did you do wrong?”

“I became too greedy and popped my head against the bottom side of the desk, causing you and your co-workers an unnecessary distraction Sir.”

“Yes you became a greedy cunt, didn’t you? Why did you act like an untrained bitch? You know better! Or at least I sure thought you did.”

Disappointment rose up in me. He was right in that I have been trained better. My service to him has been a long time int he making, and I love doing it. But today my service wasn’t complete.

“Yes, but Sir I was just so grateful for the opportunity to give you the needed cock-worship you deserve that I….”

He cut me off. “That you failed to follow my directive. You acted like an untrained slut who doesn’t know her place. Do you think that gave me stress relief to know you need to be trained better than I thought you were?”

Feeling dejected, I dropped my gaze to the floor and I responded with, “No Sir”.

“Look at me when I’m talking to you. You don’t get to hide your eyes from me and not feel the full brunt of the shame you should be feeling. Are you ashamed of the service you failed to deliver today?”

I looked up and straight into his eyes. And I said, “Yes Sir” as tears started to blur my vision.

He said, “That’s good. Now because you were successful in getting me off in the end, I won’t give you the full punishment I was originally thinking I would. Go stand in this corner. Think about how this could’ve gone better and how you will do better next time. You’ll stand there until I say otherwise.”

And he pointed to the corner behind him. I moved silently to the corner of the room.

Only about a minute after I was in place, I heard Sir clicking away at the keyboard. He was back to work.

Then it wasn’t too long more when I heard him say, “Hi all. I’m glad we can have this meeting today. So where to begin?”

He had clearly begun yet another Zoom meeting for the day.

I heard someone say, “Oh this may well be the best Zoom meeting of the day so far. I like what I see!”

And Sir said, “I’m glad I can bring you all some small pleasure. I have had some small pleasures myself today, but don’t let the view distract you as we have a long meeting ahead. Although because I didn’t find the fullest expected pleasure I had hoped for earlier, some thought provoking positions had to be put in place. So rest assured, your view won’t change. Let’s get started shall we?”

And with that, I knew Sir had joined his next Zoom call with everyone seeing my naked ass in their sight… and I was going to be standing here for a long while… contemplating how I didn’t deliver on the expectations and fullest pleasure possible to my Sir. I’ll have plenty of time now to think about how to do better next time though… including maybe another chance to even meet the lunch delivery boy face to face too! 😉

Hugs,

Marie

183 – FICTION: Discipline Reinstated

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“I have been lax on your discipline and your attitude lately shows it. This is on me as it is my responsibility to maintain order and of course when you aren’t disciplined for poor behavior, you forget how to act good. So today we correct that. Assume the Position. N-O-W.”

That’s what he said to me. I knew he was right, but that didn’t mean I was ready for him to turn it back on right N-O-W as he said to me either.

I mean hell, I was dressed up, made up, and we were about to walk out the door for our Friday night out. I’ve been looking forward to this date night with my Dominant Husband all week!

So ….. in hearing his words…. I hesitated. I looked at him and said, “what?? Now?? Why?? We are about to leave……”

And what I heard back, I knew was what I probably needed to hear but had no desire in actually hearing either.

He said, “This. This attitude is what ai suspected I’d hear from you. Again, it’s my fault for not having been engaged lately and having poorly executed our discipline routine. But that stops. Now. Unless of course you want to argue more with me……”

That’s when I rolled my eyes at him.

Ut oh. That was most definitely not the best thing to do, and I knew it the second after I saw his face.

He was determined. To change this behavior. And it was about to happen.

He grabbed me up by my forearm, lifting me onto my toes. And said, “the eye roll is exactly what I won’t be having anymore of. You just made this worse for both of us. We will not be leaving here until your ass is as red as I think it should be, in order to have you sufficiently reminded of exactly how you are to behave when I give an order for you. Do you understand me??”

All I said was “Yes Sir”.

I hadn’t uttered those words in quite some time, which was really when I did know and acknowledge aloud that he was RIGHT. I did need discipline and his hand to be reminded of my submissive place in our marriage. If I had been able to be honest, I’d have told him awhile ago he was needing to bend me over and spank me. But he’s in control and let’s face it, I can’t make my Husband do something he’s not wanting to do. But it does seem he’s going to do this now.

And that’s when the realization that I was about to be regretting every non-Sir response, every eye roll, and every hesitation that I’ve felt lately.

I was glad to have my dominant husband back in control and caring enough to do what we both know needed to be done, but my ass was about to be very sore indeed.

He may as well have been dragging me to the bedroom by this point and he kinda pushed me forward toward the bed, and said, “Now. Do you need to be reminded exactly what the words ‘Assume the Position’ mean or can I assume you will be able to act properly now??”

I said, “Yes Sir” and started taking my clothes off. He just stared.

While this is always the most humiliating part for me, it is especially hard when his eyes are just bearing down on me too. So I sheepishly started removing my clothes, piece by piece.

He snapped his fingers and said “hurry it up woman. We don’t have all day. As you were aware, we have a dinner date to get started!”

So I moved more quickly and laid across the bed as I’ve been taught to do.

I heard the bedside stand drawer open and I knew I was about to feel the full reign of his authority on my backside.

He said, “I’ve let this go for too long.”

Smack.

I flinched and couldn’t help but think “wow, he didn’t even start light! Can I handle that he’s about to give??”

And he said, “you’ve not been the best submissive wife you could be. Have you?”

Smack.

“I asked you a question!”

Smack-smack-smack

“Yes, I know. I haven’t been very good. You are right.”

Smack-smack-smack!

“You also fail to speak the word you know I like to hear most!”

Smack! Smack! S-M-A-C-K!!

“What word is that?”

“Sir. You like to hear Sir. Sir”

SMACK!

“That’s correct. That word is music to my ears”

SMACK

(My eyes were already starting to tear up. My butt was already burning. But I also knew I love to submit to my husband, and I needed this. And honestly he needed this too.)

“Now, I’ll start over and you’ll count.”

(Now I just started to let the tears flow freely.)

Smack.

“One Sir”

Snack

“Tttwo Sirrr”

(My tears were making the words hard to speak.)

Smack

“Threeeee Sirrrrrr”

(I don’t want to call yellow. But how many more?!)

Smack-smack

“(Sob) Four Sirrrr aaand Fivvvveee Sirrrrr”

“That’s my girl. That’s what I like to hear. I know you are being a good girl to accept this needed discipline and your strength is very much noticed. Only five more. And each one will be harder than the last, so we end on a strong climax. Are you ready my love?”

“Y-essss sssssiiiirrrr” (sob)

(I can do 5-more. I’m proud that I have accepted his dominance and submitted the way I know we both want and love!)

Smack

Smack!

SMACK!!

(My tears and cries were getting loud)

“Good girl! I’m so proud of you for submitting to me and being so strong to accept my will as your own. One more love and we are done. This will hurt.”

S-M-A-C-K!!!

And with that, I collapsed onto the bed a whole mess of make up, tears, and yet…. strength. I know I’m a strong woman to decide to submit to my husband. I am proud of myself being willing to accept his leadership and discipline. And I know that he’s proud of me too for those same reasons.

With that he puts his arms around me and holds me for a few minutes until all the tears dry. That’s when he says, “are you hungry my good girl? I want to take you to a wonderful dinner now if you are up to it.”

I responded with the only words I knew were in my mind, heart, and soul……

“Yes Sir. Thank you Sir.”

And I hear……

“That’s my Good girl!”

Hugs,

Marie