It was always his fantasy to have a stocking slut wife

With an half an hour to spare I slowly walk back to the pc…

…………………………

I begin to play a another slut movie on the pc, turning up the volume so that I can hear them all moaning as I sit with my legs apart running the silken glove over my smooth hairless pussy. I pull the leather g string to one side, making me feel more of a slut as it digs into my ass cheeks. mmm yeah, it feels so good. Then I hear the door slam shut as I hear his voice from the hallway getting louder as he enters the kitchen, “Hi Hon, I’m home, I tell you what today was a bitch of a day and I…” I see him standing there, frozen, with the days unopened mail falling to the floor, looking at me, darting his eyes over to the pc, to see a gang bang taking place, then instantly back to me. I keep my cool.

“Well today isn’t the only bitch that you’re gonna have. From now on, things are gonna change around here”. I pull out my smeared glove from my pussy, dripping with my love juices, and then slide my finger into my mouth. I can taste the sweetness; it’s intoxicating aroma, making me even more wet, knowing how much of a slut I look right now for him. I stand up. He is still motionless, unable to comprehend what is going on. I tower over him wearing the platform heels. “Today I found out about your little secret fetishes. Your dirty fuck whores, your electronic sluts. Yes I get the picture now in what you have bought me. You want me to be your stocking slut, don’t you!” I pick up a dildo from the table, I can smell its newness as I bring it to my mouth, its large and black yet I feed myself with it”. “mmmmm I bet you would love to see me fuck a big black man, wouldn’t you?”. “Well my darling husband, for far too long our sex life has been mundane and pathetic. Partly my fault but yours also. You kept all this away from me. But today, it’s going to become reality. Now bitch, get undressed for your slut wife, NOW!”

Without a word he undresses in the middle of the kitchen, hopping as he struggles to remove his suit trousers, then his underpants come off freeing his cock. Oh god, his cock – I have never seen it this big! I continue to keep my cool and remain in character. “Kneel for me my slave husband as today you shall service my sexual needs and demands, if you do not you shall be punished”.

“Well? What do you say bitch?” I demand slapping the black cock into my hand as if it were a weapon.

“Y… yes, yeah I…” he really is stunned into silence.

“It’s, Yes Mistress!” I walk over to him, striding with confidence and surprising agility with those impossible heels. I point the cock directly at his face, “You shall call me Mistress from now or the punishment shall be administered!” as I slap the cock over his arse.

“Yes Mistress…” he lowers his head, submissively. Now I’ve got him… I take a leather strap with a metal hoop and tie it to his neck. He really can’t believe what is going on, wondering if I am his real wife at all. I smile as a have my back to him. I pick up the newly purchased paddle and smack his bottom.

Please wait…
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