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I had met you, Ronnie, in the office and, while you were getting
coffee, I had a quick look in your diary and was not really
surprised to find references to a whole new personality.
You seemed to have a feminine side which you referred to as
'Jacquie'. I smiled to myself. With your delicate build and
features you looked as much a 'Jacquie' as a Ronnie!!! When you
returned I greeted you as Jacquie and you paled with shock. You
were so frightened of your secret getting out that you agreed to
do anything I demanded.
I thought that dinner at your house would be nice for a start. I
wondered what your wife Kathy would think of Jacquie. I told you
to ring her and to tell her that I was coming for dinner and that,
whether or not she usually wore obviously sexy clothes she was to
be sure to dress up. I told you that I would be exploring the
relationship between your wife and yourself in some detail and
that I would feel free to do or ask anything to either of
them that I liked, I knew that I had you, as you were so afraid of
exposure that you would agree to anything.

To press home my advantage I asked you to describe your wife's
tits and cunt to me in absolute detail so that I could imagine
them if I shut my eyes. You shuddered but in a halting voice did
as I asked, "My wife has a nice cunt. It is very well shaped and
always smells clean for me. It has a thick bush which she
usually allows to grow without much trimming. It is quick to
get wet and has a nice taste"

I smiled and pressed you further, "And your pretty wife's tits,
what about those?"

You blushed and looked at your feet before muttering, "She has 36C
breasts with big nipples."

I just looked at you and laughed scornfully, dismissing you.

I arrive at your house in good time for dinner. Ronnie/Jacquie
opens the door apprehensively. You are very scared as I enter your
house, knowing that I am attracted to your wife and also knowing
that I can have her any time I want and that you cannot stop me.
The thought thrills you but also strangely excites you. You are
dressed casually in an open-necked shirt and slacks. I enter the
hall and to let you know immediately how the evening is going to
go I cup your balls and, smiling into your terrified but
reluctantly excited eyes, slowly and luxuriously feel you up.
Your little prick hardens under my caress and I begin to gently
wank you. You begin to pant gently and I slip a finger between
your cute red lips and make you suck it in your own hall as I play
with your little prick.

"Now, Jacquie," I say maliciously, "take me in and introduce me to
your pretty little wife. I can't wait to get to know her better."

I release your prick and withdraw my finger from between your
lips. My attentions have left you very pale and breathing heavily.
I smile at you and go in and allow you to nervously introduce me
to your young wife. I look her over from head to foot assimilating
her clothes and imagining her sexy underwear. You know that Kathy
is wet right now with the attention I am giving her. I look at her
prominent tits which are, to your eyes nice and firm and seem even
perkier than normal. You can tell that her nipples are hard.

Following my instructions you had to ask her to dress very sexy
today for my visit and despite herself, the thought turned her on.
She never said a word but you can tell that she is excited by the
way she smells, by the hardness of her nipples and the extra sway
of her hips as she walks. You can actually smell her cunt.
Putting all that together you know that Kathy is extremely
excited. You know that your wife is excited at the thought of a
dominant sexy man in the house after living with a submissive
sissy over whom she has easy control.

I had ordered you to tell her to pick out something sexy and she
has chosen an incredibly tight and short little black spandex
miniskirt which moulds perfectly to her ass.

She is wearing no panties, just a pair of black seamed stockings
and black garters. Her heels are spiked and at least four inches
high. Her toes are painted a deep red and they stick out of her
open-toed high-heeled shoes showing even through the black
stockings.

She is wearing a white sheer tube top which does nothing to hide
her breasts. It is as if they are on display. Her big firm tits
are outlined perfectly and her nipples are clearly visible through
the sheer flimsy fabric.

She is wearing very hot red lipstick to match her toenails and her
fingernails are painted that same blazing colour. Her pouty lips
are quivering slightly in excitement as she keeps her eyes fixed
on me. It is clear that I am running the show and she defers to
me without a thought for you, her husband.

I take her hand but instead of shaking it I pull her to me and
give her at first a gentle and then a demanding kiss. She tries to
escape and I hear you gasp in protest. I look at you over her
shoulder without releasing your wife's lips and that one look
compels your silent acquiescence of my m*****ing your c***dhood
sweetheart. I press gently until her lips reluctantly open under
mine and I slowly and comprehensively ravish her sweet young
mouth, slipping one hand down on to her bottom and moulding her
full buttock in front to of your eyes. I play with her for as long
as I feel like and then suddenly release her and step back. She
stands gasping, pale and trembling.

After I have kissed her she is surprised and confused about what
to do. Her
eyes meet yours for a moment and then I look at you as well,
saying "Jacquie, get me a drink and fix yourself one as well. You
will have a pink lady. I think I remember reading in your diary
about how you like those, didn't I? Oh, and slip into something a
bit more comfortable. Why not put on the little peach outfit you
keep hidden behind the loose board in the reading room? Hurry
back Jacquie, I will be getting to know Kathy while you are gone."

You look at me hoping for mercy, wanting to crawl under a rock but
there is no escape. You am trapped and you know it. As you turn
to go into the kitchen you see me grope Kathy's ass as she walks
ahead of me. She shudders and tries to move away but my hands
roams over her ass despite her feeble protests. You hear me
talking to her but can't quite make out the words. You listen
tensely for a moment from the other room until you hear me say,

"Jacquie, are you dressed yet?"

You know that I was aware of your lingering and you hustle to get
the drinks and change. When you return you are carrying your
sissy drink and my manly drink and you are wearing a peach baby
doll nighty and panties. Kathy is shocked at your appearance but
I don't giver her a chance to think. I tell her that she and I
are going out dancing.

You protest and I punch you in the stomach. As you are bent over
and gasping for breath I take a pair of cuffs out of my briefcase
and put your hands through the wooden arm on your heavy mahogany
couch. I then cuff you to it. You are unable to move the heavy
couch and are forced to remain on your knees. I tell Kathy to
remove my pants and she stares at you and then at me, wondering
what to do. I tell her that things will go easier on you if she
does. She still hesitates and so slap your face relatively gently
a few times. You whimper and begin to cry. Kathy falls to her
knees and takes off my pants. My cock is huge and is nicely
outlined in my briefs. I have her remove my briefs and she slides
them off slowly and reluctantly. My cock sticks out towards her
and nearly pokes her in the face. I tell Kathy to bring one of
your credit cards because the night is going to be on Jacquie and
she leaves the room to look for it without comment.

While Kathy is out of the room looking for the credit card I cross
to the settee and sit down beside you with a nasty smile. You look
up at me with fear in your eyes. Although you are kneeling
uncomfortably with your hands handcuffed through the mahogany arm
of the settee you can still move a little. I am naked below the
waist with my briefs on the floor beside me.

"Spread your legs," I order brusquely.

You are so frightened that you do not hesitate but separate your
thighs until you are kneeling on widely spread thighs. As I look
into your eyes I reach down and cup your balls, squeezing until
you gasp with pain. I can see the tears of anguish gathering in
the corners of your cloudy eyes. I smile down at my pretty little
captive and you look up fearfully. My smile becomes a little
nastier as I caress your balls, moving up to your little prick
which, despite yourself has stiffened under my attention. As I
grin down at you I begin to steadily wank you, playing with your
reluctant body and enjoying your fear. I continue to wank you
until you begin to gasp and then I slow up. Stimulating you has
made my prick begin to stiffen and it is now semi-hard.

"Open your cocksucking lips, sissy," I order bluntly.

You shake your head in horror but without hesitating I slap you
hard across the face with my open hand. You begin to cry quietly.

"Now, open your lips or I will really hurt you," I say with some
menace.

Despite yourself, your cute red lips reluctantly open and I feed
my half-stiff prick between them and into the reluctantly
welcoming warmth of your mouth.

"Now, get sucking and do it properly if you don't want to get
hurt," I say and you begin to reluctantly suck me off.

My prick rapidly hardens under your attention and, putting one
hand at the back of your head and using it to control you, I begin
to slowly and deliberately fuck your mouth at the same time
reaching for your stiff little prick and starting to wank you
again. I know that Kathy will be down soon and I make no effort to
prolong matters but steadily speed up until your gasping breath
around my prick tells me that you have cum in your panties. My
prick is now stiff between your soft wet lips and the regular
sucking together with the brushing of the tip of my stiff organ on
your palate rapidly brings me on. I can feel the pressure building
in my balls and I make no attempt to hold back my ejaculation.
Your eyes widen as you feel the spasm in my prick but I hold your
head firmly fixing your reluctant lips around my prick as I begin
to cum in your mouth. I enjoy the fear in your wide eyes as I
watch your throat jerking convulsively as you swallow my cum. My
prick begins to soften and I slowly withdraw it smiling down at
you as I do so.

"Did you enjoy that, you little cocksucker?" I ask maliciously?
You continue to gulp, trying to swallow my cum but a thin trickle
of white runs from the corner of your mouth and is the first thing
Kathy sees as she hurries in with your credit card.

"Oh, my God!!" she gasps, looking at your blushing face.

"Come over here and pick up my briefs," I order her and she tip-
taps over on her high heels her cute bottom twitching from side to
side sexily as she walks bending to pick up my underwear in her
little hand. I watch with pleasure as the curves of her young body
strain the fabric of the rather inadequate sexy slutty clothes I
have forced her to wear.

Her eyes are wide as she wonders what is going to happen. I tell
me to open your mouth but you do not. I slap you across the face
with my open hand and I begin to whimper again. This time when I
tell me to open your mouth you do immediately. I look at Kathy,
"Now, darling," I say nastily, "push my shorts into your husband's
mouth. If you don't I will really hurt him"

With a look of repugnance on her face she forces my underwear into
your mouth and I then put a piece of tape over your lips. My
underwear is trapped and held in your mouth.

It smells masculine and tastes cottony in your mouth. You gag a
bit and then begin to get used to it. I look with pleasure at it
bulging your cheeks and I enjoy the fear in your staring eyes. I
slip my trousers on and take the credit card from Kathy. I spin
her so that she is in my arms with her back against me and I slip
my hands under her arms and cup her full breasts through her thin
tube-top. I can sense her reluctance at allowing herself to be
m*****ed in front of her helpless husband but I can also smell her
excitement. As I casually feel your wife's pretty tits I look down
at you, still with a trail of my cum running down your chin.

"Don't expect Kathy and I back for a while, sissy," I say with a
smile as I squeeze and mould the firm flesh of your wife's tits,
"we may go on to a club after dinner and dancing.

We will see you later."

As the door shuts you kneel in your panties with my underwear
bunched up in your mouth and my cum running down your chin
wondering what the two of us will do while we are out and what
will happen when we return.

Several hours later in the early hours of the morning you hear the
front door open. You are very stiff as you have been held in such
an uncomfortable position for so long. You look anxiously at the
dining room door hearing noises in the hall. You can hear your
wife's quiet voice apparently pleading and you wonder with sick
anxiety what is being done to her, what is happening. At last the
door opens and your pretty young wife enters, partly supported by
me. I lead her to the settee and gently sit her down beside you.
As I walk her across the room my hand is under her arm and I am
holding her by the breast which I give a little squeeze as I see
you watching us. You can tell, just by looking at Kathy, that she
is slightly drunk.

I lean down and with a sharp tug, rip the tape from your mouth and
watch with amusement as you use your cuffed hands to pull my
underwear from your mouth.

I hear you give a big sigh of relief.

"Well, sissy," I smile, "have you enjoyed your evening?"

You look up at me with hatred in your eyes but do not answer. I
gently but firmly slap you across the face and the noise of the
slap in the quiet room makes Kathy jump. The red marks of my
fingers stand out on your pale cheek.

"You are really going to have to learn to be polite, you know," I
say pleasantly.

"It has been a horrible evening," you burst out with tears in your
eyes, " I have been so uncomfortable and I have been scared about
what you were doing to my wife."

I look down at you and laugh. Kathy is sitting on the settee
beside you with her head back and her eyes closed. Her make-up is
slightly smeared and she looks well-used.

Her tube-top has crumpled until it is high on her stomach rolled
just below her full firm breasts, the nipples of which are
prominent through the material and her short spandex miniskirt is
now even shorter as it has ridden up on her thighs as she sits
carelessly beside you, her thighs splayed. There is a run in one
of her stockings.

I release you from the handcuffs and allow you to stand and
stretch as I sit down on the settee beside your wife. I make you
stand in front of us in your nightie and soiled panties as I lie
back and look up at you. I can see you trembling and your eyes
widen as I casually put my hand on the inside of your wife's
nearer thigh will above her knee at the level of the top of her
stocking. My thumb is just below her cunt and I begin to slowly
caress her thigh as I talk to you. Kathy gives a sigh and wakes
from the slight doze she had fallen into when I put her on the
settee.

She looks a little startled to see you standing in front of us and
flushes a little as she looks down helplessly to see my hand
caressing her under her skirt. She reaches down and grasps my
wrist to try to move my hand but I pinch the soft flesh of her
inner thigh between thumb and forefinger and twist it warningly.
She gasps loudly in pain and her hand drops nervelessly from my
wrist to lie beside her on the settee. I see you stiffen and I
grin up at you as I go back to caressing your wife's sexy thigh
right in front of you.

"Go and make us some coffee, sissy, your wife needs to sober up a
bit" I order, "and then come back and stand in front of us. While
we drink it, Kathy can be telling you what she has been getting up
to this evening."

You don't even bother to argue but leave the room with dragging
steps on your way to the kitchen. I watch you go with a smile and
then turn with relish to your slightly-tipsy wife sprawled on the
settee beside me. I know, because I have planned it, that she is
just drunk enough to have blunted all her inhibitions but not so
far gone as to dull her reactions. I tilt her chin up, turning her
head towards me and look into her misty eyes.

"Come on, wake up Kathy," I say with some authority, "your husband
has gone to make the coffee. I want you alert by the time he gets
back."

There was very little response so, sighing, I slip my arm round
the back of her neck and down the top of her tight tube-top. I
squeeze the flesh of her breast tightly before slipping my thumb
and forefinger down the smooth slopes of her tit to the nipple
which I grasp between thumb and forefinger and begin to twist. She
gasps with pain and her blue eyes clear and look with shock back
in to mine.

"Now concentrate!!" I snap.

This is the sight that greets you as you come back into the room
carrying a tray with our coffee. I laugh as I look at you,

"Just look at your husband Kathy," I say with a smile, "dressed in
his cute nightie and serving us. Don't you think he makes a pretty
little maid?"

I sense you both stiffen, you with embarrassment and your wife
with some horror, and perhaps a little sympathy for your plight.
If there is any sympathy I intend to remove it before long! I see
with pleasure that you have only brought two cups. I make you
serve Kathy and I putting the coffee cups down on two little
tables at either end of the settee. I slip my arm from around your
wife and sit up to drink my coffee, considering you carefully. You
stand, watching me fearfully.

"We have had an exciting, exhausting evening Jacquie darling," I
say maliciously watching you blush again at the endearment. It
never fails!! "I think it would be very hospitable if you got
Kathy and I some brandy, then come back and kneel in front of your
pretty little slut of a wife."

Again you are too intimidated to argue and you bring us brandy in
nice crystal glasses, carefully placing it beside our coffee cups.
I look with pleasure at the soft golden glow of the brandy in the
subdued lighting and nod at the floor in front of Kathy.

"I told you to kneel in front of your wife, cocksucker," I said
quietly, "don't make me have to tell you again."

You take one look at my face and slip to your knees on the carpet
in front of Kathy. I put my left hand on the inside of Kathy's
right leg just above the knee and slowly exert pressure, pulling
her thigh towards me and pulling up her tight spandex miniskirt
until it is riding high on her thighs just below her crotch. She
is not properly compliant but is too afraid to really resist. I
grasp the soft flesh of her inner upper thigh between thumb and
forefinger and give it a vicious twist. She gasps with pain and
your eyes widen in shock.

"Open your legs wide, slut," I order and she immediately now does
as she is told. I smile at her and released her thigh.

"That wasn't so very hard was it?" I ask her, "do as you are told
when you are told and I won't hurt you."

Kathy looks at me, her cheeks flaming but with her thighs spread.
I turn my attention back to you.

"Now, Jacquie, just look straight up between your wife's thighs to
her bare gaping cunt," I order, "and don't move your eyes away
until I tell you that you can."

Expecting to be obeyed I turn for a sip of brandy and some coffee.
When I look back at you I find that you are still looking down at
the floor in front of you. I begin to get annoyed.

"Do as you are told, sissy," I say more sharply, "look straight
between your wife's pretty legs at her slutty cunt!!"

You still do not move but I can see that you are trying to say
something. I wait a moment but no words come out. I am now really
beginning to lose patience, "Well?" I demand brusquely.

Finally you get it out in a quiet broken voice.

"Please don't make me, please leave me alone. I am so ashamed."

I sigh, knowing really that I had expected it to come to this in
the end. I put my coffee cup down and stand, aware of you both
looking up at me fearfully. I bend down a little and suddenly slap
you hard across the face with my open hand. The slap sounds like a
pistol shot in the quiet room and I hear you both give a
simultaneous gasp, you of pain and shock and Kathy of horror.

"Listen to me, you little sissy," I say quietly, "You will learn
very quickly to do as you are told or you will suffer. I would
punch a man but a pretty little girl like you I slap. A sissy must
always obey his Master and I am your Master. You will learn your
place one way or the other before the night is over. Always
remember, I don't mind hurting you, in fact I enjoy it."

I look down at you, at the red marks of my fingers prominent on
your pale cheek and glance at Kathy who looks back fearfully.

"Now, look between your wife's thighs, which I have made her
spread, up at her cunt and don't move your eyes until I tell you
that you can."

I can see a look of defeated resignation in your eyes as they
slowly rise from the carpet to first the settee and the higher
until you cannot pretend any longer. You are following your
Master's orders like the sissy you are and looking from your knees
straight into your wife's cunt between her thighs which have been
spread without your consent by another man. I grin down at you
and, putting a hand on each of Kathy's knees spread her thighs
wider so that her cunt gapes.

"Look at this cocksucker," I say with a smile.

Using the fingers of my left hand I spread open the fleshy outer
lips of your wife's cunt as you watch dumbly, too afraid to
interfere. You can now see right inside her wet hole and as you
look, to your horror you see a trail of slimy white cum leak from
her cunt down the crack of her arse on to the cushions of the
settee. You watch me dip a finger of my other hand into your
wife's wet gaping slit and slowly finger-fuck the gasping girl. I
withdraw my finger, covered in slimy cum and smile down at you.
You know what is coming next instinctively and I can see tears
forming in your eyes.

"Open your mouth sissy," I order.

You do not move but I can see the tears on your cheeks. I sigh and
slap you again hard on the cheek with my cum-covered fingers. You
begin to cry in earnest now, your shoulders heaving with racking
sobs. I glance at your wife and I can see the beginnings of
disgust at your sissy behaviour starting to appear in her wide
blue eyes. I look back at you and the marks of my fingers are
startlingly clear on your cheek which now also displays small
globules of white cum that you are too afraid to wipe away. I slip
my hand between Kathy's thighs again and begin to finger-fuck her
wet sloppy cunt until my fingers are thoroughly coated with cum
and, pulling you towards me on your knees by your hair, I wipe my
fingers across your closed resistant lips and, smiling into you
tear-filled eyes, I force your mouth open and push my slimy
fingers between your reluctant lips. I look down at you as you
kneel, half bent forward in an uncomfortable position with my
dirty fingers in your mouth. I work my fingers around in your
mouth and ignore you as you gag against them and when I pull them
out they are completely clean. I smile at your shocked wife.

"What do you think of your sissy husband now, Kathy?" I ask her.

She looks down at you with the distaste and disgust more clear
than ever in her shocked baby-blue eyes. I decide that it is time
to finish all of your resistance and disobedience for good. I look
down at you as you kneel in front of us and I begin to speak to
you quietly. As you listen, horror and fear come into your eyes
which, following my orders are still fixed on your wife's gaping
cunt.

"Listen to me sissy," I begin, "you have some hard lessons to
learn. As a sissy you are totally subservient to and will obey the
orders of your Master and from now on of your wife as well. You
need to develop and nurture the trait of absolute obedience if you
hope to survive. Your function as a sissy is not to question
orders, not even to think, but to obey immediately without
question at all times. I think that it is time that you learned
that lesson."

I stand up and take off my leather belt. I can see you watching me
fearfully. Reaching down I wind my fingers in your soft effeminate
hair and pull you across the arm of the settee. You do not really
resist or struggle as you are taken too much by surprise but your
flailing arm knocks over the small coffee table and my coffee cup
and brandy glass fall, spilling their contents and staining your
nice light carpet. I fold my belt in two making it a convenient
length and raise your nightie baring your pantie-clad arse. I can
feel you trembling as you look almost unseeingly at the stains on
the carpet which appear to have become the centre of your
universe. I glance at Kathy who is watching seeming rather more
disgusted by your sissy behaviour and lack of fight than worried
about you.

"This is how I deal with disobedient sissy-sluts Kathy," I say.

I begin to thrash the trembling plump white arse so inadequately
concealed by the flimsy panties, spread out over the arm of the
settee. I start relatively gently taking care not to land too many
stokes in the same place and as your arse reddens under the thin
nylon I begin to increase the force. At first you begin to wriggle
gasping with each stroke but I hold you firmly with my fingers
twisted in your hair. Your arse begins to be more clearly marked
by the strokes of the leather belt and your gasps become wordless
moans as I continue your punishment. I increase the force of my
stroke more and you begin to emit wordless screams as each blow
lands. I vary my target, thrashing the tops of your plump thighs
as well as your now fiery arse. You are screaming loudly now and I
feel that you have had about as much as you can take and that your
resistance is really at an end. I let go of your hair and push you
to your feet. You stand in front of me on wobbly legs with tears
ran down your face from puffed up eyes. You are crying like a girl
and I glance at Kathy to see her looking at you with the disgust
even more clear in her eyes.

"Well, cocksucker," I say conversationally, looking up at your
trembling form, "have you learned your lesson?"

You cannot get the words out as you are sobbing too much but you
hesitantly nod your head. I slip my hand between your wife's
thighs again and begin to deeply finger-fuck her, brushing her
clitoris with my thumb and making her hips twitch. It is clear the
watching you being thrashed has turned her on more than a little.
When my fingers are thoroughly coated with cum I gently pull them
from your wife's twitching grasping cunt and look at you.

"Now, Jacquie, open your mouth and suck the cum off my fingers
like a good little girl," I order.

Stomach churning with shame and defeat you know that you have no
alternative and you slowly open you mouth accepting my slimy
fingers. I slowly and deeply fuck your mouth with my fingers,
enjoying the sight of your red lips wrapped around them. Coated
by cum your red lips look as though they have has shiny lip-gloss
applied to them. I smile down at you as I draw my clean fingers
from your relieved mouth. Your relief is to be short-lived.

"Now, sissy, I want you to eat the cum from your wife's cunt while
she tells you about our night out on the town." I say.

You look at me helplessly and I hear Kathy gasp but you are
totally defeated now with no initiative left. You shuffle forward
on your knees between your wife's thighs and bend forward to begin
your task. The incredibly powerful aroma of stale cum makes your
eyes water as your face nears your wife's cum-filled cunt and you
hesitate. I lose patience with you and, winding my fingers in your
hair again, pulling your head forward and pressing your face hard
into your wife's hairy cunt. Your face is quickly covered with cum
and you begin to lick your wife out. I release your hair and you
carry on, not daring to hesitate. I look down at you seeing your
frightened eyes glance up to mine without taking your mouth from
your wife's wet slit.

"Now you little girlie cocksucker," I say, "just keep licking your
wife out and listen to her.

Don't stop or the thrashing you have just had will be nothing to
the one you will get."

I see the fear in your eyes and I turn to Kathy. Her hips are
twitching a little under the stimulus of your lips and she looks
back at me.

"Get on with it, darling," I say to her, "tell your husband about
our evening. Her hands are grasping the cushions of the settee and
her hips are twitching under the sensations arising from the
comprehensive licking out of her cunt and she begins to talk in a
breathy excited almost teenage voice. As I listen I get up and go
and pour myself another large brandy to replace the one that had
been spilt. I look with pleasure at the tableau in front of me. A
young wife dressed like a whore, lying with her thighs spread at
my orders for her husband, dressed in a cum-stained nightdress and
panties to lick out another man's cum from her well-used young
cunt. I smile with satisfaction as I listen to Kathy. She begins
hesitantly but gradually becomes more fluent as she gains
confidence keeping her eyes fixed on yours.

"We went to a dance club in a taxi," she begins, "as soon as we
got in the taxi, he put his arm round me and began to feel me up.
His hands were all over my breasts. I could see the driver
watching us in the mirror and I was so ashamed but I couldn't stop
him. The driver spent more time watching us than he did the road
and several times I thought that we would crash. I was getting
very scared. Then, just as I thought things couldn't get any
worse, he lowered my top so that the driver could see my breasts.
He felt them for a moment and then made me open my legs. I tried
not to but he put his hands on my knees and opened my legs wide
spreading my thighs and making my skirt ride right up. I knew then
that the driver could see my sex."

I gave her nipple a squeeze and she paused and looked at me.

"Not your 'sex', your cunt darling," I smiled.

"My cunt," Kathy repeated obediently, "I knew that the driver
could see my cunt. When we got to the dance club we didn't get out
of the taxi straight away. He paid the driver and said that if he
wanted his tip he should come in the back, which he did.

I was still sitting with my legs apart showing my breasts because
he would not let me move. The taxi driver was looking at my
breasts and he said to the driver that for a tip he could feel
me up. I couldn't believe it! Nothing like this had ever happened
to me before. The taxi-driver was about fifty and not particularly
clean looking. I could smell the body odour off him in the
confined space of the car. He got out of the cab and left me for
a few minutes with the taxi-driver who began to feel my breasts.

He squeezed and hurt them, pulling on the nipples. He tried to
feel my cunt but I closed my legs and wouldn't let him. I wouldn't
let him kiss me either. We heard a tap on the window at last to my
relief and I scrambled out pulling up my top and straightening my
skirt. I thought that it was over and I couldn't believe it when I
heard him say to the taxi-driver, "If you come back in four hours
you can pick us up and there may be a bigger tip in it for you!"

Then he made me kiss the taxi-driver to thank him for feeling me.
I felt his smelly tongue in my mouth and I was nearly sick but I
just had to stand there outside the dance club and let him kiss me
in front of everyone for as long as he liked. To make it worse, as
he kissed me he felt my breasts through my top and I could see
everyone watching and laughing."

I watch Kathy closely as she tells this part of the story and I
can see that she is excited.

A combination of remembering what I had made her do and the
stimulation of your mouth on her cunt is working her up. Her hips
twitch more and more and I watch with amusement as, without my
touching her, she cums in a body-wracking orgasm clamping her
thighs tightly around your neck and forcing your face and lips
even harder into her wet slit. I let her recover herself and
without my prompting her she takes a deep shuddering breath and
relaxes her thighs. She wipes the perspiration from her forehead
and begins to speak again in her breathy excited voice. I take a
sip of brandy, watching the two of you with amusement.

"He gave your credit card to the barman and told him to keep it
till the end of the evening to buy us any drinks that we wanted
then he took me on to the dance floor. He began to dance closely
to me and I could feel his big hard prick against my thighs. He
didn't care who saw us but in full view of everyone he felt my
breasts and then put his hand behind me and felt my bottom at
first through my skirt but then he lifted my skirt and put his
hand between my legs from the back. I could see a couple of men
grinning and watching us and I knew that he was displaying me to
them, I was so ashamed and felt completely helpless. I really
couldn't help it. There was nothing I could do."

She pauses miserably. I smile at her and tweak her nipple.

"Come on, Kathy darling, get on with it. Jacquie can't wait to
hear what happened next!" I say with a smile looking down into
your wide tear-filled eyes and continuing to caress her nipple as
she begins to talk again.

"When he had showed me off to everyone he moved me to a quieter
darker area near a wall and made me open his zipper and take his
prick out. He made me give him a wank there in the club in public
and then slowly danced me to the wall and, lifting my skirt, slid
his stiff prick up me. He fucked me there in public in the club. I
didn't think anyone could see but I was horrified to see the two
men who had looked at me before were watching us again and
grinning. In spite of the subdued light they could see quite
clearly that I was being fucked.

I couldn't help myself and even though I was being watched the
feeling of a big stiff prick in my cunt, so unlike your little
prick, and feeling so humiliated at being fucked in public without
being able to do anything about it was so exciting that I came
almost immediately. He didn't stop fucking me though and I came in
a couple of really big orgasms like I never have with you.. Then I
felt his prick stiffen and I felt the cum in my cunt and I knew
that he had come inside me without wearing any protection. When he
pulled his prick out of me he didn't even kiss me. He just looked
at me.

I said to him,

"Please let me go to the toilet to clean myself up. I am in a
fertile period and not on birth control. I don't want to get
pregnant."

But he just laughed and wouldn't let me. He said to me, "I don't
care if you do get pregnant, bitch. If you do that is an
unexpected bonus. I like having the cum drip down from your cunt
and run down your thighs. I want to give Jacquie a tasty treat
when we get home."

"As he said this, he slid two fingers into my cunt again and
casually finger-fucked my wet cunt in public. I came again on his
fingers but he didn't stop finger-fucking me."

As Kathy tells her story I am casually playing with her nipple
which is becoming harder in my fingers. When she reaches the part
where I am finger-fucking her sloppy cunt after refusing to let
her use the toilet she begins to breathe heavily and suddenly cums
in another body-wrenching orgasm, again clasping your face between
her thighs.

I look down at you and know that your shame is now complete. Kathy
has come with your face buried in her cunt sloppy from another
man's cum as she recounts how she came several times in public in
a bar mainly from the thought of cuckolding her wimpy little
husband and thinking of the shame it would cause him to eat out
her cum-filled cunt when we got home. I squeeze Kathy's nipple to
get her attention and say gently, "Carry on Kathy darling, you
haven't finished yet."

She calms herself after the orgasm and wipes her forehead again. I
smile to myself as I know what is coming next. As she begins to
talk she begins to blush and she is rather more hesitant.

"When he had stopped feeling me I really needed to go to the
toilet and he let me but made me promise not to wipe any cum out
of my cunt. I went and had a pee and when I came out I found the
two men who had been watching us waiting outside the door. The
toilet was in a dark passage and except for the three of us it was
deserted.

Only later did I see him at the end of the corridor in the shadows
watching what was happening. One of the guys grabbed me and turned
me round so that I was facing him. He lifted my skirt, baring my
bottom to his buddy and said, "This is the little cunt that has
been flashing her bottom at us all night.

I think that it is time we had a closer look at it."

"Then he slipped his hand up my skirt which had dropped and began
to fondle and squeeze my buttocks. His buddy came close behind me
trapping me between them and, putting his arms around me began to
squeeze my breasts, really feeling me up. I couldn't move and
began to feel more and more desperate as I had to stand there
submitting to being felt up by two strangers. The man facing me
suddenly put his hand between my thighs and cupped my cunt before
roughly sticking two fingers up me and beginning to finger-fuck
me. He laughed and looked over my shoulder at his buddy, "This
little whore is soaking wet, she is really asking for another good
fucking!!"

Kathy pauses and looks at me. I can see Jacquie's eyes wide and
staring as he eats his wife out. He clearly cannot believe what he
is hearing. I tweak her nipple to make her concentrate and she
takes a deep breath and continues,"I looked along the corridor and
I saw you standing in the shadows. I expected you to come and
rescue me but you didn't. The man in front of me lowered his
zipper and pushed me against the wall. He lifted one of my legs
holding it up so that my knee was hooked over his arm baring my
cunt to him and then, grinning into my eyes he just slowly shoved
his stiff prick up me and began to fuck me. As he fucked me he
said harshly into my ear, "This is what married whores like you
who tease men need, a good hard fucking to keep you in line."

"He savagely fucked me and came up my cunt in a few minutes. He
pulled straight out of me and they left me standing in the
corridor on shaky legs crying with his cum running down my thighs
while they went off to the bar laughing together. Then you came
and collected me taking me out to the taxi. I felt so dirty and
ashamed. I thought the night couldn't get any worse but then I saw
the taxi-driver who had brought us to the club grinning at me from
beside his car. My heart sank."

As Kathy is telling her story I release her nipple and, sliding my
hand down the nylon of your nightie, now clinging to your body I
caress your pantie-clad buttocks before moving my hand round to
the from to your prick which I find hard. I give it a gentle wank
and say deliberately harshly to Kathy, "Just shut up a minute, you
can finish your story later."

I look down into your desperate eyes as I wank you and say, "Keep
eating Kathy out or it will be the worse for you. Kathy, just look
at Jacquie's little prick. The tiny little thing is as hard as a
rock!!"

I release it and Kathy bends forward. I hear Kathy take a deep
breath, "That is the biggest and hardest I have ever seen it," she
gasps, " and to think that it took the story of me being fucked by
other men to get it like that."

I laugh at the pitiful size of your prick and I watch Kathy, torn
by pity for you and disgust for your sissy behaviour and lack of
manliness. Kathy sighs and sits back. I squeeze the breast nearest
to me and she looks questioningly at me.

"Go on, darling, finish the story of your night out." I say with a
smile.

Kathy hesitates and I squeeze her breast warningly again. She
takes a deep breath and continues, "I was getting into the taxi
and as my legs parted as I put one foot in the cab the taxi-
driver put his hand up my skirt and just casually felt my cunt.
I was really frightened and humiliated but I felt your hand on
my shoulder holding me still and I heard the taxi-driver chuckle
as he slipped three fingers in me and gave me a hard finger-
fuck. He pulled his fingers out finally and wiped them on my
skirt. I got in beside you to see you grinning at me. I was so
taken aback to hear you say,"

"Are you ready to give the taxi-driver the tip you promised him?
"I couldn't believe it, I was so shocked and I begged you to look
after me, not to let him do anything to me but you just laughed.
You did not touch me during the drive, just saying quietly,"

"You know what to do Kathy, get your tits out and show the driver
your sloppy cunt."
"I knew then that I couldn't do anything and I slipped my top down
and pulled my skirt up. I even opened my legs without being told
to. Before very long we were outside the house. I straightened my
clothes and got out quickly hoping it was all over.
You paid the
driver and said to him,"

"Ready for your tip, buddy?"
I heard him laugh and you took me by the back of the neck and bent
me forward over the bonnet of the taxi kicking my ankles apart
so that my legs were widely spread. I knew that in this position
my bare cunt and arse were in full view. I couldn't believe it
when I heard you say, "There's your tip. If you want it, take
it."

"I heard the taxi-driver lower his zip and I felt him behind me
between my thighs. He slowly pushed his prick into my cunt and
began to fuck me reaching under me to play with my breasts as they
were squashed against the bonnet of his cab. I tried to stay still
so that it would be over soon but he savagely squeezed my breasts,
really hurting me. I knew that we were in the street right outside
my house and any of the neighbours could have looked out and seen
us so I had to be quiet. He said almost in a snarl," "Work with me
bitch, I really intend to enjoy this."

"So I had to work my hips on his prick trying to make him enjoy
fucking me so that he would not hurt me. He squeezed and played
with my breasts as he fucked me enjoying the control he had over
someone else's wife and I had to move my hips with him until he
came. He gave my breasts a savage final squeeze and came up my
cunt before pulling out of me laughing as he did. He looked at you
and said," "Thank you for the use of your bitch. She is a lovely
fuck."

"I was so ashamed as I watched him get into his cab and drive off.
Any of the neighbours could have seen me getting fucked in the
street."

Kathy stops, seemingly exhausted and I look down at you. Now your
shame is complete.

The story of your wife being fucked by a taxi-driver outside your
house and the knowledge that you have been sucking his cum from
her cunt is too much. I can see and I know that Kathy has seen,
that you have cum in your dirty peach-coloured panties without
your prick even having been touched. You blush with shame and I
look at Kathy and we both laugh.

I turn and look steadily at Kathy as she looks down at you and
laughs. I am interested to see the contempt for you beginning to
dawn in her eyes and she blushes under my steady scrutiny. It is
getting late and I could do with some sleep, but first I could do
with a fuck. I look down contemptuously at you as you kneel at our
feet and say harshly,
"I think that it is time I started your training properly, wimp. I
feel like a fuck and I am going to take your pretty wife to bed
and fuck the arse off her. She is a real slut who has been well-
fucked tonight already and you can come and watch. Your slut of a
wife belongs to me now and I am going to teach her how to take
care of a man's needs properly."
I hear Kathy gasp beside me and I glance at her. She goes very red
and then her cheeks pale as the implications of my remarks sink
in. I ignore her and turn back to you.
"It is time you learned your real station in life, cocksucker. You
are a sissy wimp, a sissy wimp who no longer has any right to fuck
his wife. You gave up that right when you didn't stop me taking
her out and fucking her and letting other men fuck her. The only
one that will not be fucking her in the future is you. You will
never have the pleasure of entering your wife's cute cunt again
except with your tongue and that will only be to clean out another
man's cum."
I turn to the slightly drunken Kathy sprawled beside me.
"Stand up, whore," I snap suddenly.
Her eyes widen as she looks at me but she does not move. I sigh
and put my hand on the upper soft flesh of her inner thigh, giving
it a vicious twist between thumb and forefinger. She gasps with
pain, her eyes clear and she suddenly becomes more alert.
"Stand up, you drunken bitch," I order, "I won't tell you again."
Kathy struggles to her feet and stands swaying on unsteady legs. I
slide along to the end of the settee and, reaching up, pull her
down on to my lap. At first she sprawls a little but then she
tries to pull herself together, sit up a little straighter and
compose her legs more modestly. I slide my arm round her under her
armpit, capturing her full left breast in my hand and begin to
squeeze it harder and harder. Kathy's eyes widen and she gasps
with pain.
"Open your legs slut," I say into her ear, "and keep them spread
if you know what is good for you."
Her thighs part as far as the tight skirt will let them. I sit
still allowing her to wriggle on my lap, manoeuvring her skirt
higher and giving her thighs more freedom. Soon the tight black
band of the spandex miniskirt is just below the level of her
crotch and her thighs are widely spread displaying her stocking-
tops, suspenders and the open gap of her wet cunt to her husband's
horrified gaze.
"Take your top off, Kathy," I tell her and with a squirm of her
shoulders she slips it off baring her large breasts which I
immediately begin to squeeze and knead, pulling on the big
sensitive nipples, not caring that I am being a little rough and
ignoring Kathy's gasps of pain. If nothing else it seems to have
sobered her up..
I look down at you with a smile, relishing the hate and fear in
your eyes as you watch me feeling up your young wife but not
daring to interfere. As you look into my eyes I twist the knife
a little more,

"In future wimp, your real place will be to learn to please a
proper man and in the first instance, that means me. You will suck
my prick to harden it for fucking your slut of a wife and when I
feel like a change you will take all of it up your pretty sissy
arsehole."
I grin at the horror on your face and relish the big tears
gathering at the corners of your eyes. Not only do you look
effeminate, you are as emotional as a girl. You look at me, you
face white with shock as my words sink in. I know that you cannot
really believe what you are hearing. I feel your wife stiffen on
my lap and I realise that she is having difficulty coming to terms
with it also. I wait for you to protest, to make some masculine
gesture even though you know that it would be futile. I can sense
the beginning of a change in your wife. I glance at her as I play
with her tits and I can see the beginning of disgust for the sissy
wimp that she has married. As I am talking to you my hands are
roaming freely over your wife's body emphasising your helplessness
to prevent it. It is clear that you are so caught up in the
feelings of shame and self-loathing on being confronted with your
wimpish sissy nature that you have begun to accept without further
challenge my rights over your wife's body.
I am beginning to get tired of the smell of stale cum from your
well-fucked wife and I suddenly push her from my lap on to the
floor. She slides down with a shocked squeal.
She looks up at me in startled surprise.
I look down at the rather dishevelled girl as she lies at my feet.
She is lying half on her side with her right leg stretched out
straight and her left bent at the knee. This causes her short
black skirt, already high on her thighs to ride even higher, not
even covering her cunt. Her hair hangs in strands over her
shoulder and down the front of her chest lying on her right breast
and her fringe is plastered to her forehead by the perspiration.
I motion for her to stand but she just lies and looks dumbly up at
me. I sigh and reaching forward wind the fingers of my left hand
in her hair and grasping her by the left breast with my right
hand. I slowly rise to my feet pulling her up with me. She
scrambles up a little inelegantly trying to relieve the tension on
her hair and on her breast until she is standing, panting deeply,
facing me balancing rather precariously on her high heels. I point
to a spot beside the settee.
"Just stand there Kathy, and don't move until I tell you." I order
and smile as she hurries to obey me.
I turn back to you with some relish. You have been watching the
episodes of the last few minutes with your mouth hanging open with
shock as you see how easily your young wife can be manipulated.
"Now, cocksucker," I say, "it is time for your next lesson.
Whenever I snap my fingers and point at the floor, you kneel there
with your thighs spread open. Let us have a practice."
I snap my fingers and point at the floor in front of me. You do
not move. I slap your face hard with my open hand. A tear rolls
down your cheek. I snap my fingers again and point. This time you
reluctantly shuffle to the spot on your knees with your thighs
spread.
I grin at you and glance at Kathy whose face registers disgust at
your compliance and whose breasts are heaving a little with
emotion and say to you quietly but distinctly,

"Now, wimp, whenever I fancy fucking your slut of a wife, I will
snap my fingers and point. You will move into position and unzip
my trousers. When I have removed them you will prepare me to fuck
your wife by first licking around my prick and balls and then by
sucking me off until I am nice and hard for your little slut. If I
tell you to, you will open the lips of her cunt and guide my stiff
prick up your sexy wife."
I can see the protest and the beginnings of a small rebellion in
your eyes.
"I couldn't do that, I just couldn't," you mutter wretchedly.
I do not hesitate. I slap your face hard, once and then again. The
slaps sound loudly and shake your whole body. You begin to whimper
and sob. To make sure that you have got the point I slap your
tearstained face hard a third time. I can see the defeat in your
eyes and I know that that is enough.
"Are you ready to obey me at all times, wimp?" I ask.
Sobbing loudly like a girl with tears running down your face you
nod, not looking at your wife. I glance at Kathy who is watching
you intently, amazed and at the same time disgusted by your
compliance and lack of resistance. I look at Kathy.
"It is nearly time for bed and you smell and look like a whore." I
say harshly.
Your wife's eyes flicker from me to you and back again and she
blushes. She seems to have completely sobered up. I say to Kathy,
ignoring you,

"Go and have a shower and wash your hair. Put on the sexiest
nightdress that you have and wear matching panties. Then come back
out here and make me some coffee.

I have further business with your wimp of a husband."


We both watch your disheveled virtually naked wife as she leaves
the room without a word. I snap my fingers and point at my
trousers. You hesitate and without giving you time for breath I
slap your face hard, first on one cheek and then on the other. You
sob loudly and are crying now in earnest. I snap my fingers and
point at my trousers and with trembling fingers you slide the
zipper down and loosen my belt. I let the trousers slide down my
legs and step out of them. I lift one finger and snap my fingers
pointing at my foot. You remove my shoe and sock. I repeat the
performance with the other foot. As we are doing this I hear the
shower start. I slip off my tee-shirt and I am now naked. I look
down at your quivering weeping form.
"Suck me, sissy cocksucker and get me nice and hard for your
wife," I say,
You reach out and run your hand over my balls before grasping the
shaft of my prick just below the ridge of the knob-head. I grin
down at your blushing face as you gently wank me. Your head moves
reluctantly forward and I feel your cool breath on the head of my
stiffening prick. Your soft red lips part and I move my hips
forward a little, rubbing the head of my prick around your lips.
The pre-cum acting like lip-gloss, makes your lips shine. Your
soft lips part and you move your head forward, taking two inches
of my stiff shaft into your mouth. I look down into your
humiliated eyes as your close your red lips around by prick and
gently and rhythmically begin to suck me off your lips adjusting
to the size of my prick and stretching uncomfortably around it.
While all this has been going on I have subconsciously noticed
that the shower has stopped a while ago. The door of the bedroom
opens and Kathy emerges. She looks absolutely stunning in a sheer
black virtually transparent baby-doll nightie which is just long
enough to reach to her hips and which barely conceals the flimsy
panties beneath, continual flashes of which I receive as she walks
hesitantly towards us across the room. The nightdress has a low-
cut scalloped neckline which clings to and outlines her prominent
breasts and displays a deep cleavage. Her stiff nipples and
areolae are very evident through the thin sheer material. The
panties are pulled tightly up into her cunt outlining her fleshy
lips and displaying the groove of her cunt very clearly. She has
dried her hair but left it loose and soft like a cloud around her
head. She looks very young.
"You look very nice Kathy darling," I said with a trace of
mockery, "your wimp of a husband should be proud to have such a
pretty young wife."
She shudders as she watches with disbelief as her husband
compliantly sucks me off. I begin to move my hips, using your
mouth as a cunt, gently moving my hips backwards and forwards and
fucking your mouth more and more deeply. You begin to gag on my
hardening prick as you feel it becoming even stiffer and seeming
to swell in your mouth but I ignore it. I fuck your mouth for a
few minutes longer relishing your humiliation in front of your
shocked and staring wife before slowly withdrawing my prick. It
remains connected to your lips by a tendril of spit which
eventually breaks. You remain kneeling, looking up into my eyes.
"Wank me sissy, " I order.
Without hesitating, your resistance now seemingly completely
broken, you reach out and take my stiff prick in your soft hand
and begin to give me a slow delicious wank. As you are wanking me
I reach down and wind my fingers in your soft long effeminate
hair. You gasp with pain as I raise your head, forcing you to look
into my eyes.
"Now, wimp," I say quietly and pleasantly, "you don't mind if I
take your sexy wife to bed and fuck the arse off her do you?"
I hear Kathy gasp with shock and you don't answer for a moment. I
increase the pressure on your hair threateningly. I hear you
mumble something but I can't make it out so I twist your hair more
tightly. You gasp with pain but mutter quietly, "I do mind, I mind
a lot, I hate it and I hate you."

I don't say anything but I release your hair and draw back my hand
to slap you again. I see the fear intensify in your eyes and you
stop wanking me. Time seems suspended for a moment as you kneel
holding my prick looking up at me with terrified eyes. I slap you
again, hard, and the sound echoes through the room. I hear Kathy
gasp and you give a deep sob, beginning to cry quietly again.

"When I give you an order, you follow it wimp," I say harshly, "I
didn't tell you top stop wanking me. Now toss me off until I tell
you to stop. Do you understand me sissy?"

You nod wretchedly and your sobbing continues. I look down at you
consideringly.

"From now on sissy, you will call me 'Sir' each and every time you
address me." I say, "do you understand, wimp?"

"Yes sir," You whisper.

I smile with satisfaction and look down at you enjoying the
delicious sensations from my prick as you continue to expertly
wank me. I press you a little harder.
"Now wimp," I ask, "do you mind if I fuck your sexy little slut of
a wife?"
There is a long pause and then I her you whisper reluctantly,
"No sir, I don't mind."
That is not sufficient for me and I look down at you as you kneel
wanking me off and say to you as I glance at your wife standing
watching in her sexy nightdress.
"Tell me that you want me to show you how your wife should really
be fucked, how you have never managed to do it. Beg me to fuck her
and show you and her what a real man can do for her and how he can
maker feel."
I know that all the fight has gone out of you when you say as you
toss me off,
"I beg you sir, show me how a real man fucks my wife. I really
want you to show me."
I look at Kathy and grin at her nodding down at you.
"Listen to that, Kathy," I say with a smile, "look at the
expression on his face and ask yourself if anyone but a complete
girlie sissy cocksucker could ever kneel in a baby-doll nightie
and beg another man to fuck his wife after sucking him off and
wanking his prick to stiffness."
I look down at you as you kneel in front of me weeping with
humiliation, your face red with shame. I look into your eyes and I
see the horror mounting as you realise that despite yourself you
are becoming aroused. I see the thin material of your panties
being tented by your stiff little cock. I laugh and point this out
to Kathy. I can see from the expression on her face that she is
beginning to realise to what depths of sissyhood you have sunk in
such a seemingly short time. I order Kathy to get on with making
the coffee for me and I stand. You look hesitantly up at me and
continue wanking me. I snap my fingers and point to the floor just
outside the door to the bedroom. You understand immediately and
crawl on your hands and knees to the spot, waiting for me. I pick
up the handcuffs and walk past you into the bedroom, fondling your
bottom as I pass. I feel you shudder. I look at the bed. It is
large with a rather old fashioned head-board about five feet high.
I snap my fingers and you crawl into the bedroom. I point at the
floor beside the head of the bed and you crawl across until you
are kneeling by me. I reach down and wind my fingers in your hair
and pull you to your feet, handcuffing your hands through the
headboard so that you are standing, cuffed, at the head of the
bed. I look warningly at you, slipping my hand between your legs
and cupping your balls. As I look into your eyes I give your balls
a thorough feel and then move to your little cock which I wank to
stiffness before releasing it..
"Now just stand there until I tell you to move. Don't dare sit
either on the bed or on the bedside table or it will be the worse
for you."
Without looking at you further I leave the bedroom and return to
the living-room, leaving the bedroom door open so that you can
hear what is happening. Kathy is just coming in from the small
kitchen carrying a tray with two cups of coffee. I smile at her
anxious expression and she bends to put the coffee on the low
table. I look at her with some pleasure as she bends. Her full
breasts stain the delicate fabric of the nightdress an her
cleavage deepens to form an enticing valley. I think about the
soft tits encasing my prick later and smile with anticipation. She
catches my smile with some anxiety. It is tempting to play with
Kathy as she looks so clean and sexy after what I have put her
through earlier in the evening but I have much better plans in
mind. There is only half the pleasure in playing with your wife
when you cannot see us. After all, Kathy is no challenge. She is
mine to fuck whenever I feel like it and I need more than that.
"T