Poor Danny Boy! Written by Stellar5 (51 Pages) (Patreon)

Poor Danny Boy!

Written by Stellar5

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Poor Danny Boy!

Written by Stellar5ONE

“Mmm, Dan, I would like to do some shopping by tomorrow and I would need you to accompany me. I’m kind of having cold feet going all by myself,” Lorita said, flapping her faux lash at me knowing how much that sends me off my feet. Despite knowing how fake it is, a wink with them would have me on my knees.

“Babe you know I have work to go to and__” I stopped abruptly realizing what I just did, went against my master’s wish.

“Shush, don't say another word. I know just what you need” she slurred and seductively licked her love-shaped lip all-around before biting down on her lower lip with her eyes dimmed in an alluring ardor.

That shot a powerful shiver up my spine.

She crawled into the bed slowly, her eyes peering at me intensely like a predator gauging the reaction of its prey before the attack. I was speechless just as she wanted me to.

This was how most of our days went.

Lorita was my wife of three years now. She was a blondie of about 26 years old with an average height and modeled shape which was curved up in the right places. She believed she had all it takes just to have anyone twined around her manipulative fingers. She was Italian with an American mom which gave her dual citizenship in both countries.

We had met in a charity gala that was organized by one of my major clients and at the introduction, the manner in which she had her curvy sensual body arched, and the tone of her voice as we exchanged a handshake, I knew I was hooked henceforth.

It wasn't long after that, we had hooked more for sexual rendezvous. For someone like me with minimal experience and a late bloomer who had a hard time fitting into a world full of distinguished masculinity and fascinating femininity, I found it hard to fit in and therefore treated within the background.

I was more like a wallflower and a proud one for that matter. I just liked my vitality with all the money I wanted and my simple life. Well, that was until I met Lorita. My life took a fierce dive for a roller coaster.

Not only was she an alluring sexual temptress, but she was also feisty and dominating. She never accepts no for an answer. Most times when I stood against a decision to prove my false brevity against her, I would suffer severe punishment for my deviance which is why I have decided to be a good boy and concur to whatever she says

Not to mention when she had me pinned just like now with her mouth-watering voluminous boobs flooded into my face, I am more than willing to be her loyal dog.

“Do you have any qualms about what I said Danny” she spurred darkly with her raspy voice and I shook my head vigorously. She slid down slowly and grabbed at my not-so-sizable manhood and twirled it playfully in her hand “Mmm, baby, baby how naughty you can be” she licked it causing me to jerk up my eyes rolling backward. She smacked it not so gently on her palm over and over again until I felt I was going to go nuts with pain that bore pleasure at its wake.

“You know what we are going to do to this bad boy now Danny?” she asked hastily, her bleary eyes grazing at l me. I shook my head fearing whatever she had in mind coz I knew whenever she sounded like that, something brutal was going to happen.

She smirked and crawled out again. My eyes trailed after her taking in every part of her alluring body which I can't seem to get used to seeing. She stood close to the sex toy room and wagged a finger at me forward and like a loyal dog, I slid off the bed and walked towards her to heed to my torturous call

“That's my boy” she ruffled my hair like some wimpy kid but still I couldn't do anything even as she hooked one of her fingers to the collar she had on me anytime we were indoors and even insisted I wear out most times just to lay her claim on me. We entered the room and she pushed me on the torture swing that had two hanging cuffs plunging from it.

I shivered in distress knowing what was coming for me especially as my frightened eyes wheeled to her and she had an evil smirk on. She reached out and brought out the leash and placed it on the table that was close to the swing and sauntered towards me.

My hungry eyes trailed through her body from her legs up to her boobs that were about to bust out from the strapless garter that she

had on, that most times makes me wonder which particular company does their production because they were simply out of this world

“Your hand's boy” she ordered and dragged my hand up to the cuff to secure them. I raked my head trying to remember committing any atrocity that would warrant this torture because I only received this kind of treatment when she was pissed at something I did. But I wasn't going to ask her that coz it would increase whatever torture she had in store for me.

The rules were simple and I was expected to follow through with every one of them; Don't talk until I ask you to, don't cum without my permission, don't moan until I say so, no questions, call me master. And I am expected to obey every one of them or my punishment would be severe and when I say punishment, they weren't just any punishment___strong ass cracking lashes.

She finished cuffing up my hands and went to my back to pick up a feathery rod that uses to tease me with.

GOSH!

I hated and loved that leash it had the highest teasing capability and had been my undoing in all our sessions. She walked to one of the desks and pulled out the chest to produce a tablet which she returned to pop out in front of me. They were pills that heightened pleasure when inserted into the anus. I closed my eyes as she went behind me again and inserted the goddamned pills slowly causing more ripples of pleasure to sizzle through me.

Lorita, please have mercy on me least you kill me with too much need I thought as she came in front of me with her soul wrecking smile

“Ready?”

I nodded and instantly my eyes widened. “Yes master” I rushed out in suit. Every question was answered vocally, not with gestures. I hope she lets that slide.

She shook her head and came close to me to gently cradle my cheeks in her soft hands. She traced my lower lip that fell open with her thumb down to my hairless chest, her eyes not shifting from mine. I watched her hazily as she bent slowly towards my mouth and I leaned forward to meet her halfway but she detoured to my ear to my disappointment. I should have known this was one of her teasing techniques “Get ready to be sexually humiliated” she slurred and rose to my awed face

What does she have in mind?

She kissed me finally. First, it started out slowly but just when I was relaxing into it, she wrenched her mouth roughly away and moved to my neck. She licked at my neck fiercely and bit into it aggressively, sending a jolt of pain to my marrow. I wanted to gasp but bit into my tongue to stop the sound from leaving my mouth.

There was no way I would be whipped today. I just have to endure this.

She finally let go and kissed her way to my hairless chest where she stopped and pinched my perky nipples. I tilted my head to the back and fought to hold back myself from undulating.

“I bet that you like that naughty boy” she chuckle softly producing that raspy sound that amassed the torture. I wanted to be the one touching her. I wanted to have her under me squirming and not be receiving the exact treatment but right from the start, she made it clear that she was the boss and in control while I would be at the receiving end.

“C’mon...fuck me with your eyes hoot!” she shredded and slapped my already red nipples. I shook on the stand and tried to steady my

breathing that was so erratic by now. I looked at her instantly, delighted to see her malt caramel eyes looking a dark shade of wood. At least she was suffering too even if it wasn't physical.

She soon knelt in front of me and took my skimpy cock in her hands and started massaging into it softly. She rolled it around her hand as though it was her trade and used the other hand to grab my ball squashing the both of them together. She held on tightly and squeezed. I looked down at my aggrieved member, sweat now pouring down my body in waves. No matter how aggressive Lorita was, there’s this way she looks at my dick and it doesn’t make me feel bad.

She looked up to meet my eyes with no hint of expression on her eyes, and then she slowly placed her hand inside her mouth probably to lubricate, and then she held it out and encumbered my tip with it. She rubbed my uncut dick and I groaned. She rubbed it downwards as if she wanted to remove the extra skin magically. She rubbed the tip gently while maintaining eye contact with me. Soon my balls were tightening and I knew I would be breaking the no-cum rule just like every time she touched my dick like this. The sensation was beyond this world and I couldn't hold back anymore and just, as usual, I shook vigorously splashing my cum all over her face.

“Naughty naughty boy” she cooed and stood with her face looking like a fountain of cum because I did a number there. I knew I was in deep shit when she smirked and I tried begging with my eyes, I dare not break another rule by talking without being asked to. She picked up the whip and in a sweep landed the first lash that had me reeling and thrashing about. It came again and again and again, luckily this time, she didn’t ask me to count or say thank you after each lash.

I was close to sobbing from the harsh pain but, I swore from the first day that I was never going to dissipate in front of a woman come what may and would have to be a man and endure anything she melted out to me since I signed up for it willingly.

“You stupid less controlled son of a bitch!” she barked as the last whip crashed on my back. I sagged on the cuffs and wobbled waiting for her to remove them as she does after whiplashing me, but she didn't instead she left the room. We used to have a safe word before but over time, I stopped using them. I doubt if she still remembers it but I vowed to stop using it because I didn’t want to appear weak.

“I am going to punish you more for doing that. You are not leaving anywhere today till I decide to consider overlooking your deviance” she informed me once she got back inside.

I just watched. It wouldn't be a good omen opening my gutters.

“I would go to Cassandra’s place now to have a good time with people of great importance unlike a man whore like you, and when I get back I will have you fuck my pretty pussy just the way it deserves am I clear on that whore?” She asked again with so much venom dripping from each word and I knew she was pissed at something I did, not just the rejecting her request.

“Yes master” I breathe out

“I didn't hear that”

“Yes, master!” I made out louder

“Good boy”

With that, she wheeled around and left the room. I hung there like a criminal for as long as I can remember.

TWO

When I opened my eyes again, after sleeping almost through the

day, I looked out and made to retrieve my hand only to realize I was still cuffed which caused the memory of what happened previously to flood back to me. My whole body aches from being cuffed to one position for hours.

I exhaled slowly and looked about trying to figure out what time of the day it would be, I heard someone banging the door and I figured out we are probably in the evening or late at night, Lorita never comes back home early. I straightened up as if I wasn't just grieved at my state a sec ago. Lorita would get angrier if she comes in and sees me angry or even as much as spot any form of anger on my face.

“Oh, my little Punita, I forgot I left you in shackles. Come, come mama is here for you” she cooed as she came near me and extended her hands to the cuffs to release me. The minute the cuffs were off, I wobbled to the ground having been sapped of every strength.

“Oh. my. God. Look at how weak he looks. I must have overworn you. You know you can't be like that coz my pussy needs a good riding” she bends down, the fake pity party she just did disappearing into thin air as she grips my hand yanking me off the ground to the restraining chair where she placed me.

She stood in front of me and started stripping. I was glad at least that she didn't restrain my hands as she does. Or was she just giving me some time to recover a little strength? One couldn’t tell with her. One minute she’s being sweet and the next is like the whole thing has dissipated and she was back to being vile. Many times, I doubted if she still loves me like before but the fear of being punished won’t make me say that out loud.

My dick twitched again as she turned around to give me a perfect view of her exquisite lingerie. She twirled around me in an inaudible dance. She licked her lips and put her index finger into her mouth to give credence to her seduction. She leaned towards me and shook her boobs in my face.

By now my dick was already erect waiting for her to use me just as she wanted. As sad as it sounds, I actually enjoy being like this, her little puppet. That was what I meant when I said no matter what she does to me, I can't seem to get enough of her. She was just enchanting.

“Do you like what you see, Danny?” she whispered huskily into my ear and her nearness made my whole body go up in flames. She leaned in too much and intentionally let some of her body touch me in a teasing manner.

“Yes, master” I breathed with her closeness having every effect on me.

“Then show me how much you like it, Show me Danny boy.” she purred and I got into work instantly. I gripped her voluptuous boobs in my hands and squeezed it hard --Just as she loved it, enjoying the whimper that evoked from her throat. My balls tightened at the sound of her moans. It really does a number on me when I realize I’m the reason she’s at the brink of pleasure. I reached out to her waist and pulled her into my lap. She didn't weigh as much as my gyming equipment weighed so I didn't feel like I had a heavy weight on me. I’ve carried far more heavier things during workouts.

I went forward to unstrap the bra from behind her back which tumbled down her body to the ground. I was captivated by her fascinating body and was lost in the depth of the unending swirling tunnel. I gently palmed the boobs and put them in my face to face fuck her. She held my head to her breast and pushed me in the more.

I pinched the red nipples in my thumb and bent my face to take a willing bud in my mouth to suckle. “Arrggh yes there” she moaned and grind her hip on my lap causing friction on my dick which twitched endlessly.

“Continue just like that punita” she drawled softly as I administered more pinch to her perky nipples. I pulled her up and replaced her on the chair. She beat me to it and grabbed me forward pushing me to my knees. I obeyed and looked up at her for further orders. She always has how she liked it and me being the good boy that I am, I always do it exactly like she wanted.

“Strip me” her icy command came forth in a shady way and I gulped.

“Yes master”

I started from her hose and pulled gently down to expose her matching panties. I discarded them, getting more aroused by the sight of her pink dripping coochie. It looked like a weave of pink flowers and that made it more beautiful.

When I was through, I looked up more orders. I dare not proceed without orders to avoid being punished. “Sink your fucken face in my pretty pussy now”

“Yes master”

I kissed her thighs kindly to her inner thighs and gradually separated her fold to reach into the red pulsating entrance. Her clit flared, all swollen and waiting. I gently placed my lips on it like she taught me and took it in between my teeth and suckled on it

“Yes! Just like that” she squirmed and rolled her hips on my mouth holding my head down so tightly that I was struggling to breathe. I suckled and suckled as the juicy liquid seeped into my mouth. They were so sweet and tasty that I licked them all away without any reflection. It tasted so great that I just had to savor it all.

Every little opportunity she gave me like this one, all I wanted to do was to give her just the right amount of pleasure so she would be motivated to want to give me more.

I trailed a finger to her core and gradually pushed it into her as gently as I can. With my mouth heckling her clits and my hands wreaking havoc on her brains. She was moaning so loudly that I was pleased that we were in the sex room at least none of the maids would overhear us

“Oh. My. Danny, you have gotten so good. I didn't teach you that” she panted as her droopy eyes stared at me.

I didn't say anything and continued. I loathed that she still had the energy to ask me questions when she should be rendered speechless like she does to me and so I thought of what to do to shatter her brains. I thought about the porn I've been hiding to watch and remembered a unique thing a guy had done to a lady.

I stood and pulled her up to swivel her about and gently too so as not to provoke her. I pushed her to a bending stance to have her fat ass shoved to my face.

Great!
“What are you doing!” her eyes widened
Good, the master is amazed. That's a good sign

I still didn't say anything but instead, I reached into the toy box and produced the anus plug which I inserted into her. She lurched forward and gasped. “Oh, Punita, that feels so good!” she sang and held her clit slapping on it. I was enjoying every moment of it. I wish we did this often with me in control but I know that would never happen

I inserted the plug in and out for a while. I repeated the process for some time and then I stopped and left it hanging in there. I went to the box to bring out a large-sized vibrator which she just got and hasn't practiced on. She said it was a gift from a friend whom I

haven't met, which left me wondering which of her friends would give her a pink big dicked sized vibrator. I had been scared at fearing that she had told her friends that I was pinus sized but didn't dare to ask her

I inserted it into her vaginal and turned on the button and it started vibrating in earnest. Lorita was shaking by now, giving me nothing less of satisfaction. I have been traumatised thinking I couldn't give her just enough pleasure which is why she preferred to be in control but with this, I felt even if only for today, I was glad I had my almighty wife in chains

“Roll it! Yeah, just like that. Am almost there. Yeah, bitch roll that. Fuck it! make my pussy bleed. Yes fuck it hard!” she kept rambling while I pumped her pussy with the vibrator on.

My dick was pulsating by now and all I wanted was to be inside of her. I wanted to be the one pounding her and not the fucken vibrator.

“Oh my. Yeah!” she convulsed and shattered her juice everywhere in a squirt. I smiled and was about to move and remove the plugs but she reached behind and grabbed my hand

“Lick it all off,” she said eerily

“Yes, master” I obeyed and kneeled in front of her ass to lick out every fluid off her. Enjoying the great taste.

“Good boy” she moaned and stood up. She gripped my hand and pulled me to a fluffy brown couch in the room where she bent just the way she was a while ago.

“ Bleed that pussy” I understood her message and was more than glad to assuage her

I positioned my throbbing cock in her entrance and slammed it into

her biting down on my lower lip as a groan threatened to emanate. I held her hips and pumped hard as much as I can. She was shoving my hand and body closer as if I wasn't doing enough. I knew it was because of the size of my dick which wasn't enough for her but I swore to do better. So I held her hands to her back and pounded as my breath came in ebbs

I while her about on the couch and raised her legs to my shoulder to get a clearer view of her red pussy before I roughly thrust my cock into her and did justice to it.
“Yes, Puny. Just like that. Yeah. Yea” she kept making tiny noises pleasing to my manhood which was still hard as a rock.

I straightened her legs and closed them on the couch to thrust in my cock once again. The position made the pussy to be tighter now giving me leeway to pummel her and the position also helped to cause friction to her clit. She held my waist for support and pushed her hips up to take me in more. I could feel she was about to undulate and pummeled faster nonstop.

“Yea!” she cried out and experienced another round of bliss. I didn't stop but continued to cause more affliction to her senses.

She pushed me off roughly, her dominant side resurfacing again. She went to the wall and arched her back. She arched her back from the side and swished her index finger at me in a lascivious invitation. I sashayed to her and she turned and pushed out her inviting ass to me.

I wrapped my hand around her front and pulled her into me with one hand and then the other channeled my cock into her pussy and drove in with a force that I feared that would split her core but instead, she whimpered incoherently purring into my hand. I started moving slowly but that wasn't okay with her

She wiggled her ass about and made dissatisfied noises down her throat. She whipped her face about to face me and said.

THREE

“Faster bitch! Ride that pussy like a man, not some wimp! Don't be a sissy!” she cried out and grabbed my ass pushing me faster into her.

I took that as a cue and upped my game. I grabbed her big boos and squeezed as I pounded from behind. “Arrh! Yeah, that feels good!” she mumbled as I squeezed harder. I moved from the boobs to her clit and flickered my finger on it. I could feel how swollen it was so I kept flickering the taut buds incessantly for some time until she shrieked and convoluted in my arms before I felt her liquid lick down my cock.

The contraction of her pussy around my cock, triggered mine making me feel a euphoric wave wash over me.

I slapped my hand into my mouth as I convulsed with her and together, we fell on the marbled Parisian floor of the room. We laid there for a while until our erratic breath evened out.

“You have improved my baby punita. Sembra che tu ti sia prostituito” she accused coldly amidst the whole mood of the room. ( it seems you have been whoring)

I rose to my elbow and smiled at her “Is that a compliment?” I asked boldly since our sessions were over. She observed with a smirk for a while and then did her usual --pulled my lips down and gave me a reeling kiss that had my heart fluctuating in confusion for a couple of hours afterward.

She doesn't fail to do that after good sex and suffering. Maybe it was usually the kisses that had me forgetting every

affliction I've had to handle from her. My eyes were concentrated on her face long after she pulled away. I only noticed her standing up and leaving the room and only recovered when the door banged. I looked down on the floor and thought of what had happened. I would have to call my doctor to bring me some aspirin for the pain.

Most of the time he would always look at me with questions in his eyes but couldn't ask them due to the presence of my wife. She would often be the best host, with her heart-capturing smile on her face that the doctor would keep blushing till he fled from my house.

I stood from the floor and went out of the room into our chamber but she wasn't in there. From the sound coming from the shower, I guess she was cleaning up. I picked up my robe and tired myself and sauntered out of the room. I had to attend to work and make some calls before her ravenous appetite arose again.

Whenever we were together, that was all we did --practice different positions of sex. She never gets tired which had me considering if she took pills or was natural. The one time I had asked her, she had simply shrugged and as usual cut off the conversation by having my face embedded into her pussy while she typed on her laptop. I didn't stop eating her out until she closed her gadget and gave in to the feeling.

I hated that day with passion because, after all my trials at satisfying her, she had pushed me off and covered up herself saying I was garbage that had no useful experience. It was from that day I sought the help of online aids like the awesome porn sites I was subscribed to that gave me exclusive updates of great ways to pleasure a woman and have her squirming under me, seeking for more of my administration.

At first, I had been appalled by the different positions that the actors did, but with time, I got used to it and came to enjoy it. I watched most of the dominant videos with a female lead and knew

for a fact that my situation was to an extent considerate considering the awful things the ladies did to their partners in the videos

“Get me warm coffee with less cream,” I told a maid and went straight to the study. I pulled out my desk to pick up a stapler and then I typed something into my laptop which I wanted to print and staple.

After that was done as well as sending some emails to my secretary which I expected her to handle and drop at my house tomorrow at the close of work since I won't be going to the office. I called my doctor and gave him instructions on the aspirin and quickly cut off the phone when he tried to ask further unnecessary questions. I rolled my eyes at how he wouldn't rest from poking his nose in things that weren't part of his business. I understood he was being concerned but this concern wasn't his.

I called my best friend that had dropped me a message initially the night before, but I hadn't gotten around to reply to it due to my wife’s insatiable appetite.

“The fuck have you been to Daniel. I was worried when you didn't pick my calls or respond to my messages”

“I’m good doing the usual?” I said smugly

“You may soon need medical help if you continue like this. How can you be having so much sex in one day --like every fucking day? Don't you get tired?” He rambled and I looked around to confirm if Lorita wasn’t coming.

“I’m good, man. Just wanted to check on you but since you won't mind your business I would have to go. Catch you later at the club?” I cut the conversation as usual and he sighed, he knew I was going to do this.

“Yeah. I was just worried about you Dan but if you are good with it

then I would have to keep shut.” He said after a while and I smiled.

“Good, man. See you later” I said before hanging up after his reply.

I checked the things I had to do through my schedule book that my secretary drops on my mail every day. I was to meet with a client for the next two days.

I would have to discuss with Lorita so she doesn't fix anything on that day I won't want my father to think I wasn't capable of handling the company he had so heartedly handed to me. I also had a masquerade ball to attend in the next three days. Now that would be fun especially for Lorita.

“Punita, punita, I've told you, you overwork yourself.” Lorita purred from the door she leaned on. I looked up at her and she came into full view. She dropped the item she had in her hand to the floor as if unintentionally but I knew better.

“Oops!” she softly covered her lips with her seductive eyes hazy. She pouted and looked at me “ punita can you get that up?” she pointed at the stupid hairpin-like it was some monster that can't be touched. I tightened my lips in a grim line but all the same, I smiled like a good schoolboy that I was and quietly stood from my desk and moved towards her to pick up the damn thing.

“Good, good boy. Now we have to go eat” she gripped me and yanked me to her to whisper in my ears. I grew scared if she was talking about the real food or sex, we just finished not quite long ago.

“C’’mon why is your face like that? I meant just veggies and anything the scrawny lass made...Uhmm, though my body is still in need of some good loving we would leave that for later” she whispered sultrily.

I swallowed and followed her out of the room to the dining room,

happy that at least I had attended to the major things before she came.

“I told the maid to make something light and smoky to quell your pains. Hope you would like that? You know after how good you were, I thought maybe you deserved something spicy” she drooled the spicy in a way that made it sound like pussy, and I had to keep a straight face to stop myself from laughing.

“That was nice.” I croaked out my eyes scanning her cleavage that was on my face like hot pie up for grabs. Maybe Lorita wasn’t the only one addicted to this sex because I eel myself getting turned on at the site.

“Now don't look at me like that or I swear to God I would have you face fuck me here on the dining and I mean it” I knew she could do it so I snapped my face to my plate and focused on it. The last thing I wanted was having sex in a place where my maids would literally watch everything or even hear the sounds or the worst see me in between the legs of my wife while she dominated me darkly.

“We would be going to the club later today” I squeaked out my voice a little from a whisper.

“Ouu! That would be nice. I had thought you wouldn't say, I had the same thing in mind too” she said as she focused on the meal in front of her.

“Cool. Also, we would be going to a masquerade ball in the next three days. Just thought I should inform you so you make your plans. On Wednesday, I would be seeing a client” I watched her reaction but she didn't seem to be moved.

She shrugged and dropped her spoon on her plate gently as if she feared the plate to break or for it not to produce any sound. She looked at me and extended her hand to brush at my shoulder

“That's not a problem punita. We would see what we would do about the client plus I'm pleased about the ball. We would have to shop for the necessary garters then. We can't afford to be the weird ones at the ball” she tapped her forehead and rolled back her eyes dramatically.

Whenever she said that it sounded funny to my ears because we did shopping almost every day of the week, plus from time to time we received random stoppage from her clothes plug so there was no way we could ever be dab even if we don't go shopping for straight five years. She literally had the design of every top designer around the world.

She chuckled and stood from the table. “I have to prepare our clothes for tonight you know how stressful that would be so I may need your help punita” she rolled up her manipulative eyes at me and pinched my chin before sashaying her big butts out of the dining. My lecherous eyes trailed after her like some hypnotized idiot.

“I can feel your eyes on me Danny” she beamed and disappeared from sight. I slapped myself to recover from my stupidity. What is wrong with me? Maybe Renard was right.

I needed to see a doctor because it seemed I was sick or something.

FOUR

I hurried with my food and rushed to go and join Lorita, not wanting to keep her waiting knowing how hot she grew if I ever wasted any time in joining to do anything she demanded.

I entered the room and saw several clothes sprawled all over the bed in an unkempt fashion. I stood at the door for some time to decipher what was going on. “Punita, I can't do any of this shit! Can you

imagine all these clothes and nothing reasonable to wear to the stupid ball” she was hunched in the armchair by the window with a glass of margarita on the rocks perched on her hands.

I swallowed my anger at her childish behavior and walked into the room. I went to the bed and started picking up the clothes one after the other to put them back in the wardrobe. “That one looks presentable let me have a look at it” she stretched forth her hand. I took it to her still fighting to hold myself from lashing out at her.

She had been the one to uproot all these clothes from the wardrobe and now that I am arranging them, she suddenly realizes the dress was the right one. I sometimes can't help but feel tired of her manipulative ways. She often wants me doing shits she could easily handle but just to assuage her authority over me, she would want me doing them.

I rolled my eyes in my sockets. What would my parents think if they ever found out what a slave I was to a woman?. But for reasons beyond me, I couldn't do anything about her recalcitrance and seemed to fall for all her whims and caprices.

“I think that one would let me see it” she pointed at the red dress on the bed. “Let me see that” I picked up and displayed it to her, biting into my lower lip so hard that I knew that it would surely bleed or be scarred.

“Nah. I can't wear that. So decent! I need something hot that can show off body parts” she displayed to me showing me her boobs meaning she needed something that would show off her boobs

I searched in between the clothes having seen her wear almost all the clothes so I knew the ones that matched her description. I finally found the right dress. A turquoise Tullie gown with a slit down to the belly button with a translucent net that could pass for a cover

“Perfecto! Oh, punita you know just what I want” she wagged her

index finger bearing a 1000 carat gold at me.

I forced a smile before dropping the gown close to the chair she was on and going back to pack the others back to the wardrobe.

By tomorrow she would replace all these clothes and have the laundry guy pack out these ones since we wasted time in finding something wearable today.

I would be some thousand dollars poorer by tomorrow ____________

“I’m almost done Pichito?” she said for the umpteenth time. I left the room and went to wait for her in the living room having exhausted every muscle of endurance in me.

As I entered the living room, Kuppy our little hound ran and jumped on me in greeting. I rubbed the furs knowing it must have missed us around. He was always with Lorita when she made out the time to allow my cock to breathe.

“You happy to see me huh?” I stroked it softly. It whimpered and licked my hands climbing up my three pieces of well pleated handcrafted suit to lick my face. I shook my face to avoid that knowing how slimming that would be

“Let go Kuppy! that's my husband and I don't share” Lorita manifested picking him off me to her shoulders. He turned to her with glee and focused on inflicting on her all the spitfires he planned for me. She soon dropped him after laying a kiss on his furs and promising to have time for him in the coming days which was a consistent promise she never kept. I love my wife but I wish she could improve in keeping to her words not just to our pet but to the entire parade of humanity.

When we reached our destination and I exited from my black G_69 fiat, I helped her down and led her to the entrance of the club where the towered bodyguards nodded their greeting as we passed through.

“Woo! Here we go now!” she wiggled in my hands and started swaying her hips to the beat of the music. She danced ahead not waiting for me as we entered the crowded place that had many people in class, milling about the place involved in different activities.

A stripper was on the pole wiggling her big backside while some men sat on a couch on the lower ground ogling her with their eyes dripping with lust.

These girls weren't just normal girls. Just like my Lorita, they dripped of raw sex. Their curves were straight from heaven and their charisma and poise were of topnotch classification. One of them smiled and sauntered towards us. She reached us and grabbed Lorita laying a chaste kiss on her lip for what seemed like ages before she pulled out sassily and tapped her cutely on the nose “You nasty bitch! Where the fuck have you been?” she barrelled at the top of her voice so we can hear her due to the blaring of the music

Lorita who was still dancing laughed aloud and pushed her chest forward and back in rhythm to the music before picking up the girls hand and pulling it my front “ This was what happened. I got married” the lady’s eyes widened in shock and she covered her mouth with her hands “ you are married?”

Lorita nodded still moving to the beat “I did just right” she sang

“Wow, that's great! If the almighty Lorita with a nasty attitude stripper could get married, then we all have a fat chance” she giggled hastily and touched my shoulders “ He’s not that bad. Look at that handsome face. Lord! He is hot!” She gave me a humiliating eye assessment. Maybe it’s something in their circle.

Lorita nodded and pulled me to her to give me a searing kiss in front of the awed girl. My dick jerked in response and I wanted to tumble her there and then and have my way with her but held myself back. She slowly extricated herself away from me before looking at the girl “Meet Sunita. The both of us used to be a thing”

“A Thing?” I wondered what she meant by that. She never told me she was into anything with anyone before. She avoided public clubs since we got married and only agreed to go when it's a secret one or she picked it herself.

She whirled around with her back to me and bent until her butts were on my crotch and then she grounded it on me. I bit into my lip and held her waist not missing the way the new bitch was dancing in her front like she was a prospective client.

After shaking her butt vigorously in my pulsating cock for some time, she decided to have mercy on me and stood up. She pulled the other girl close and yanked her about just the way she does to me and then she had the girls neck up as she held her neck and her other hand on her lower stomach as she grounded her

I was supposed to be horrified at the sight but instead, it excited me I wanted to take the both of them into a dark room am fuck the shit

out of them at that minute. “Danny how about we take this somewhere” Lorita bent to whisper in my ear while her hand groped my dick roughly. I jerked forward and nodded instantly just for her to let go.

The girls danced head on while I followed behind like some lost puppy. We entered a hall that stretched endlessly. I saw five visible brass doors that had diverse colors. Grey, purple, red, white, and black

“Sinful pleasure takes place in here” the new lady commented. I nodded while she kept walking and stopped in front of the red

room. “This is where I make cunts and cocks bleed” she slurred before she pushed the door open and we walked in.

I looked about the place out of curiosity. In the center was a king-sized bed that was canopied into the roof with cuffs on it. I closed my eyes not believing what I was seeing. Is this like the new normal?

“ And those are my play toys in case any of my clients require some torture like we used to do Moglie” she whispered and turned to Lorita who hasn't said anything for long.

She wasn't surprised at all but looked calm and collected. She walked to a corner and stroked the poll like it was a human that she needed to feel the heartbeat before unleashing her wrath on it

“ I like this one” she mumbled and smirked before coming back to the lady. She wrapped her hand around the lady’s neck and drew close to her face. The latter was willing as if she was used to Lorita holding her like that.

She checked out the lady’s face for some time with her caramel eyes that had turned dark all of a sudden before she slammed her lips down on the girl. She moaned out as she continued to assault the lady who melted on her but never made any move to hold her.

After a while, she slowly extracted herself from the girl with a smug facade “you are still a good girl” she drawled in ways that sent my sense flying through the window. I shook at my spot and groaned aloud, catching their attention as they both looked at me at once and to my chagrin, they smiled.

I instinctively touched my manhood and pushed down my arousal so as to not to garner their attention which unbeknownst to me was already fledged.

“I think lover boy requires some sugar. Let's give him some love”

Lorita tilted the face of the girl and whispered in her ears while the captive grinned

FIVE

Lorita pushed the girl on the bed and trudged to me in a well and practiced manner with one leg going after the other. Before my befuddled mind would get a hint of the situation, she was standing in front of me with her hands palming my face and giving me a shattering command

“Strip”

I strained my ears to make sure I heard correctly or if she was joking but her set jaws and eyes made me not think twice before my hands flew to my ties.

I looked towards the lady that was stripped on the bed as she observed me with abrupt attention. Her eyes were mostly on my pants. I was ashamed, thinking if she was expecting a huge cock to pull out, then how disappointed she was going to be.

“Sunita you want to see my husband puny?” Lorita asked ridiculously and the other nodded hurriedly “You wanna fuck my husband?” she asked again and the other nodded again. “Uhmmm you are still a bad, bad girl. I am going to let you have your fill because you have been a good whore” she addressed the latter who wiggled about on the bed. Her curvy body is tempting and waiting for serious administration.

I pulled down my final robe on me being my boxers and watched as the girl with her eyes still on my cock didn't exhibit any emotions to show if she was disgusted with the sight or pleased with what she saw

“Come” Lorita waved Sunita to us and she jumped off the bed to

meet us. Lorita looked at me and back at her

“Strip her and romance her while I watch” she commanded me before moving to sit on the bed. She flung one leg over the other pushing her shirt higher above her to showcase a tiny part of her red panties underneath. My breath hitched in my throat but I forced my eyes back to focus on what was in front of me and do what she asked

“I’m waiting. You know I hate waiting” she flipped her blond behind her ear.

I tugged at the rope in the girl’s skimpy bra in front causing the bra to pool to the ground. That achieved, my eyes pinned to her perky oversized boobs that were close to the size of my wife’s. I went to the panties, my hands sweating by now. She just stood while I dressed her without making any move. Only her eyes followed me every movement to the latest.

I exhaled when that was done

Now to the next. I looked at Lorita whose eyes were intent on us enjoying the sight before her. I thought she was supposed to be jealous that I had my hands on another woman but the reverse was the case instead her eyes were filled with lust. I willed my face to the lady and bent to capture her mouth in a slow kiss and she melted into me at once like she was fitted for that.

I moaned and held her stronger, grounding her lips with mine. My hands groped her breast and squeezed and when she moaned into my mouth, that encouraged me to hold the two and mould into them enjoying how she twitched in my arms. I increased my pace and wounded the nipples with my thumb with my lips still in hers.

As if possessed by a demon, I swooped down and grabbed her butts and massaged into it and she puckered into me pushing her coochie forth to rub at my cock region. I growled like an animal and jerked her up forcefully taking her to the flushed wall where I slammed her

and pulled my mouth away from her mouth to attack her neck. She gasped as I bit in, and suckled at the area to allay the pain.

My hand went down to her wet core and played with her folds. I dropped her slowly to the ground and kissed her body down to her belly button where I slowed to lick at the spot consistently. She kept wiggling about in pleasure

I reached her sweetest spot and gently caressed it like it was delicate and needed to be handled with care. I separated the folds and took her in my mouth “Shit!” she shrieked and swayed her hips about, her hands holding tightly to my head to encourage me. I proceeded suckling with no grace until I felt she was about to release before I stopped and she yanked her face forcefully to me

“Why did you stop?!” she squealed with a disgusted look on her face at me. I was satiated by that look. If she was behaving like that, it meant she was really enjoying what I was doing to her. I looked back at Lorita as if I just realized we had an audience, to discover she was stark naked now still sitting on the bed with her eyes foggy with want.

She pointed at us with her index finger and ordered us to her. I stood and went to her like an apparition.

She climb to the bed and motioned the lady close to her. She sat close to the bedpost and spread her legs apart and pointed the lady to sit in the middle of her legs which she hurried to do.

“ Fuck her” two words. Great effect.

My cock was already standing waiting for ministration, so I didn't waste time scooting close to the girl. I nudged her legs apart and positioned myself at her wet entrance while Lorita helped hold the girl in place. I pushed in and started thumping into her with heightened vigour.

“Yea. Fuck her harder punita. Tear that pussy. Bleed the pussy “ Lorita spurred me on as I pounded into the chick. She was sweating profusely and moaning so loud that I pitied her but I knew I couldn't stop.

I pulled out after some time as Lorita tumbled her and pushed her ass up to me, she smacked her ass forcefully placing a red mark on the ass and left the girl whimpering.

I continued pounding into the girl in a somewhat animalistic way. At the point I've reached, I couldn't hold back.

I held her waist to hold her down as she seemed to be sliding out. She shrieked as I slammed into her for the fifth time, I held her head down to Lorita’s chest and kept pummeling into her.

She was beginning to dry up which made the sex sickening and boring so I plucked out my manhood and inserted my hand into her and pumped her vigorously. She was enjoying every part of it as she made pleasurable noises and pushed out her ass out for me to have her as I wanted.

“Stop!” Lorita said and pushed me out of the way offensively. I righted myself and watched as she jerked the girl's leg to the front and turned her on the bed to face her. She pushed her legs apart and swooped down on her to take in her lips. The girl's chest swung up and she held her assailant’s head as she licked her red pussy.

“Yea Lo..you know just the right place” she whispered as lorita attacked her clit and placed two fingers in her mouth which she drove into the waiting pussy. The girl cried out and thrashed out on the bed. I thought she wanted to cry off but then the next thing she shouted “That was fuckenly good. I missed you so much master” did I just hear correctly?

I sat at the corner with my painful arousal that hasn't been satiated yet and watched as lorita pounded on her victim with hatred as if

she was angry for something.

She stood up a little and picked up the cuffs which she used to cuff the girl's hand to the bedpost “I need concentration without your filthy hands on me” she slurred and went back to what she was doing.

She stopped and looked at me and smiled deviously “do you need some sugar punita?” she asked me. I was struggling with the answer to give her knowing where the last one landed me. I didn't want to disappoint her by saying no so I nodded and waited for what she had in store for me. “She pointed at her upraised ass that was towards my face “Fuck me”

With pleasure mama

I crouched near and held her sizable waist in my hands before I plunged into her and started fucking the shit out of her. I had her to me, while she had her face buried in Sunita’s sweet pussy.

It didn't take long before I lost my hold and spilled my seed into her. Finishing first, I did the best thing I can and placed my face into her anus, and lick at her. She didn't complain but instead, she shook her butt in excitement and made exciting noises to alert me that she was enjoying what I was doing.

I tongue fucked her hole for what seemed like ages and supported it with my spittle which I poured in, followed by my hand. I pushed it in and gently swirled it about. She didn't cringe or try to stop me so I assumed she was into it and continued with my hand massage. My shaft twitched aroused again from the sight before me.

I smiled.

While this seemed awkward and out of normal, I was enjoying every bit of it. “Fuck that hole whore!” Lorita wheeled around to command me with her face bearing no smile.

Why do I feel that there was something in store for me today?

I bent my face downward to meet with her dripping hole and inserted my tongue into it. I swirled it about making sure I had all her juice all over my mouth. She jerked into the lady and produce an agreeable moan. My mouth moved in sync with my tongue.

I flickered my hand on her pussy to lubricate it before I rose up and with my left hand, I held her down while my two fingers made it into her slippery quarters and started delivering holy admonitions.

I added a third finger and increased my momentum pumping so hard that she suddenly jerked up with her face to her friend, to mutter incoherently, after which her hand flew to her neck, and she squeezed in while the girl dangled about for her dear life.

Lorita growled aloud intensely before she sagged on the bed totally deprived of every vitality.

I kissed her butt and flopped on the bed with my bulging dick standing in the air as evidence of our unusual indulgence.

SIX

“Punita, when are you including my name as one of the major shareholders of your company?” Lorita asked the next morning during breakfast. The question caught me off guard so I was speechless for some time. I chewed slowly on the potatoes in my mouth before answering

“You know that is not up to me. My dad would question my decision if I do that” I gesticulated with my hands holding the cutlery.

“But am your wife and we have been married long enough. I mean

it's not like I am wishing any negative shit on you but what if anything happens that demands I take over the company?” she wrapped her hands on mine with her faux nails digging into my wrist while she batters her lash at me.

“I would talk to my Dad about it” I tried to placate her still thinking why she would want her name as one of my company's shareholders. I had the decision to do that but she doesn't know and I don't intend to let her know. I would have to consider her words properly before making that decision.

“Aww you are so sweet and considerate and you are my baby” she tapped the tip of my nose gently before she resumed eating her food.

“Thanks” I croaked out sullenly.

“So about the meeting with your friend when did you say it would hold?”

“My client, not a friend”

“Oh, don't mind me and my sloppy mind. So when would it hold” she peered at me in anticipation

“Tomorrow by twelve”

“Oh, okay. Alright then I would have to prepare so I can be fit for the occasion”

“It's a business meeting, not a party,” I said to her getting pissed at her disposition towards extravagance.

She rolled her eyes and flapped her hands “it's still the same” “What are you always doing on your laptop”

She looked at me in surprise with something I perceived to be shock. I suspect it was due to my tone. “You don't question me like that Daniel. Don't forget who is the dominant here” she surged with a flash of anger

“I’m sorry. I was just wondering since you are sometimes on your laptop” I appeased

“It's okay Pinshito, I totally understand your concern” she waved off my comment and continued eating

“So about last night hope you enjoyed yourself?”

“Mmm, maybe” I observed her countenance with my cutlery stabbing into the plate. She gazed up from her plate at me and graced me with one of her alluring smiles. “I know you would. Look at you becoming so wild and naughty” she trailed one of her nails down my face.

I forced a fake smile and gently pushed my face away from her fingers hoping she doesn't notice. I was pissed after coming home last night at what we did. It was simply appalling at how she was comfortable to share me with another woman without an iota of jealousy making me question why she was like that.

It made me recall the first year of our marriage when she had made us make out with another male. According to her, she said it was intriguing and would keep our marriage vibrant

I had questioned my sanity last night in this marriage and everything that is going on. Just as I had that year after having another man’s mouth lick away at my wife.

Yes, the sex was fuckenly amazing even as they were humiliating and beastly and I would be fibbing if I said I didn't like it. The first time she had told me about the conditions for our sex, I had refused, telling her I was averse to physical abuse since I never experienced

any of that as a child up while I grew up. My parents weren't abusive in any way and so I and my siblings never experienced any form of physical or verbal abuse.

But, she had insisted that it was the only way she could experience her high and enjoy sex. She promised I would like it as well. That she wouldn't hurt me. I had decided to give us a chance and try out something new. I liked the methods especially with the way she maneuvered the bedroom techniques and taught me things I hadn't been bold enough to try before.

She had given me the maddening rules which were to apply anytime we were in the sex room as well as my safe word which I hardly used, all because I didn't want her to see me as weak and leave me. Many women had come into my life but after a few months, they would run off because of my inexperience and lack of masculinity.

So I had grabbed the opportunity of someone as beautiful as her, whom other men only wished for but couldn't have, fallen for me. So I had after the two months of our courtship, asked her to marry me.

The other girls slammed it to my face that it was only my money they cared for and would have never spoken to a spineless bastard like me. It left me broken and filled with a severe inferiority complex.

Lorita wasn't the same and always wanted to have me and still do. She helped me improve in so many ways I never thought I would including unleashing the innermost demons that were dormant before I met her. Now I could walk into a room with my head held high without quivering at the sight of a girl or scampering into my hiding place and never showing my face outside.

In one of the media publications, the media had hinted at my suffering public reputation due to my overwhelming reservations. But they didn't know that I was a chronic introvert who preferred to hide away in my office and wish for so many things I wanted but

never had the morale to act on.

The day I had met Lorita it had been Renard who had dragged me to the event with threat, without which I would have my secretary represent me like she always does or my assistant executive.

“Danny” she touched by hand in concern. I snapped my neck to her realizing she has been talking while I drifted off.

“Yea”

“Are you okay? Your phone is ringing” she pointed at my phone that was vibrating close by on the table. I checked the called

Renard. Just perfect.

I ignored the call knowing he was going to berate me for not meeting up with him like I had promised last night. If only he knew what happened, he would certainly unfriend me as being disgusted. If only

“Why won't you pick?”
“I would call him back later. Am not in the mood to talk right now”

“Is anything wrong?. You sound like a horny Buffalo now” she pierced me with her caramel eyes that see deep into my soul. Presently they were simmering in the lights, giving it a mischievous glow

“I just need rest,” I said and picked up the glass of water to drink. I pushed off the plate and made to stand up

“But we have shopping to do, Danny. You can't be like that” she puckered her lips at me.

I cursed internally remembering the goddamned shopping “Can’t

you do that by yourself sweet or call one of you_

“Danny!” she shrieked anger glinting in her eyes. I raised my hands “Fine” that I walked out of the dining room to my study. I knew I was going to be punished for that singular action afterwards which caused my heartbeat to accelerate. One of the rules of her being in charge was that I wasn't supposed to question whatever decision she takes and, there I had gone to break it.

I pulled a whisky from the bar and sat on the couch facing my mantelpiece and poured a large quantity. I gulped it down and felt the burning churn my chest but welcomed it, all the same, it was just what my heart demanded at that time.

The study door flung open and she walked inside but this time she wasn't on her white fluffy night robe but on a red skimpy transparent lingerie that had her front spilling out. She stood with her heels raised and gave me a run down as my eyes trailed on her entrancing visage.

“From the look in your eyes, I can tell you like what you see” she chuckled lightly “why don't you come to get this sugar huh? don't keep your master waiting” the way her tongues rolled in the master and what followed afterward with her bending over until her red panties were exposed to my naked eyes had me drooling like a deprived fool

I didn't know when my legs moved out of their volition to meet her as I reached out to drop the whisky on my hand on my desk, she halted my movement and motioned her hand to bring it with me.

I reached her in two strides and stood waiting for her to give the order. My brains were turned inside out with the way she was looking like some dark enchantress raised from hell to torment me.

“On Your knees” she commanded and I heard the thud of my knees on the ground. It was more like I was under a murky spell.

She took the drink and poured it into my mouth

“You wanna taste my juice in your deviant mouth?” I nodded hurriedly and watched as she threw her head back and laughed out desirably

Her legs came up and pushed at my chest and I sprawled on the ground. She was peering me through hooded eyes that mesmerized me and had goosebumps sputtering through my pores

“Take off your master’s pants and do good to that hot pussy” she ordered and I stood fast to do her bidding. I slowly pulled the panties down her legs and threw it to where the fuck I can't tell as my mind wasn't registering anything that was going on

“Good boy”

She bent and pushed me to the ground again and swooped in placing her feminity direct into my face “Eat out that pussy baby boy. Do good to your master’s coochie and get your forgiveness for running your mouth” she rambled. I held her waist up and place my mouth into her pussy and started eating it out with the liquor.

I licked it as my life depended on it from the entrance to the clit. I teased her by flickering at the red spot with my thumb while my mouth moved in her entrance. She was moving the waist about and making funny noises.

“Yes boy! You are such a good boy, grind that on me whore!” she moved on, now making me lose concentration on the spot as she wouldn't keep still.

She abruptly stood up and tugged me upholding the top of the robe. She dragged me like a dog towards the mantlepiece and pushed me on the couch.

“Le case sono appena diventate più cattive Punita” (Things just got nastier Punita” )

SEVEN

“Yes, baby grind it just like that!”

We were in the tub now after making out in the study. We had come back to the room to bath and proceed for the shopping but the minute we entered the tub, we had resumed and here we were devouring each other.

Lorita had her hand on the tub while I pummeled her from the back energetically. She pushed up her ass to meet my thrust and I held her hips tight for support so that I didn't collapse from the intense sensation I was feeling. I growled as I neared my release.

“Yes! Almost there, almost there...harder baby harder” I increased my velocity to convene her demand. The muscle of her pussy contracted around my dick sending my sense of control to hades. She convulsed in timely pacification and I joined in as we both rode to eternal contentment.

“Mmm, that was mind blowing Sweet Spot” she mewled and kissed me energetically. I returned the kiss with vigor, cheerful that she was content. That was what I lived for___giving her contentment.

We hurriedly took our bath before leaving the tub. I wrapped the pink Kiskar towel around her as we left the bathroom. We went straight to the closet to dress up. I rubbed some lotion into my skin to avoid dryness as the summer was coming to an end causing the weather to become harsher thereby leading to easy tan and dryness.

She sat on the bed applying her sweet-scented lotion. On a normal level, rubbing cream was a simple task that wasn't supposed to

connote any hard feelings but the manner Lorita applied her lotions, looked more like a ploy.

She peeked up at me and winked. I blushed and looked away whirling about to the wardrobe to pick out my dress for the day. “No, don't wear that. Try on the chestnut shirt with the jeans. You ain't going to work or some official function just shopping so no need for formality” she said kindly and I dropped back the suit I had brought out

I skimmed through the wardrobe until I produced the shirt she recommended with the jeans. I took my boxers and walked to the bed to drop them before going back to pick up my vest

“Don't be like that boy you have your cheeks looking like tomatoes” she chuckled inferring to my ridiculous state. The melodious ring of her chuckle made me conscious of my cock that had reacted to the sound.

I didn't want her to see it so I backed her and threw off my towel. I picked up my boxers and was about to wear them when I felt a sting on my butt as she smacked me hard. I gasped and jerked forward from the force

She convulsed with laughter at me. It wasn't funny that she has to be like that So I inched far from her so as not to get stung again. I quickly wore my boxers and vest followed by my other clothes.

“You look ravishing now” she winked at me and stood to put on her short blue chiffon body con dress. She finished and went to the mirror to arrange her hair in a chignon before turning to me

“How do I look? And...” she raised her index finger to halt my compliment “have something for me other than ‘nice’” I raked my head for another compliment since that was exactly what I was about to say. “Exquisite” I managed out in a whisper hoping that satiates her

She twirled around on her healthy Macdonald heels we just ordered from Australia “ thanks” she danced to me and laid a peck to my hungry lips

“Can we go now?” she asked and I nodded

“Good” she unwrapped her hand from around my neck and ambled to the door with grace. I followed after her.

Good morning Sir, ma’am” Dimitri greeted as we trudged out to the compound. He had the Fiat door open and I nodded before climbing in after Lorita.

“So babe. I was wondering if I can get a transfer for the touring with the girls next weekend” she cradled my face the minute we were in the car.

“ But you said you canceled that” I replied, stunned

She thought a bit with her manipulative eyes switching about before she finally shrugged “ Did I?”

“Yea. You said you have decided to spend the weekend with my mum and I remember?” I reminded her

She untangled from me and sat up in the car “ Well, I don't remember saying that. But all the same no problem” she pouted gawking ahead with her countenance looking muddled

Whatever she was thinking in her tiny head, decided, she turned to me roughly “But still I want the money. I...I still want the money”

I studied her in a daze. How could she be so tempting and devious all at once? “Fine. I would have the accountant transfer some money into your account” I proffered and her face broke down in mirth. She faced me again and hugged me tight squashing her

elephant-sized boobs on my chest.

“You are so sweet and nice honeypot” she chortled. I rolled my eye. She always said that whenever I handed her a platter share of my money. I knew part of the reasons she was with me was for my money but I consoled myself with the fact that she still wanted me and gave me the kind of pleasures unforetold.

“Can I breathe now please?” I pleaded as she went on holding me, effecting suffocation on me.

The car soon stopped in front of a fancy boutique in the heart of New York City. The doors swerved up and I climbed down to assist her. Together with her hand draped in the crook of my arm, we sashayed into the renowned boutique owned by one of the most influential women in American

Stacey Williams

An attendant in a sleek black suit, white shirt, and red bow tie walked graciously to us with his hands crossed in his front and a sweet smile etched on his face “Welcome Mr. and Mrs. Reed. What session would you like to go to first?” he questioned.

My eyes were on the reception area admiring the ornate intricate designs and the perfectly whitewashed walls. There was a wallpaper that my eyes would always amble to each time I come to the boutique. It contained the picture of a gleeful child seating by a fountain looking up at the gushing waters.

While that might seem simple and bears nothing fascinating, but I liked it more because the little kid had an entrapping smile on her face with her hands intertwined in front of her while she looked at the cascading waters but couldn't touch it

It somehow applied to how I was feeling in my life. I was staring at this beautiful creation of God that I have been blessed to call wife,

but still, I felt an emptiness inside of me. I feel all I lived for was just to please her rather than to do what my heart truly yearned for. My happiness hung on a thin line

She tugged me forward garnering my attention back to her. I wheeled my face away and followed her as we trudged deep into the home of beauty. The place was divided into different sessions where anything of your interest can be done. Hair, nails, pedicure, manicure, massage and the uniqueness of the place lies in the fact that it was unisex.

We ambled to the clothe session. “Can I sit here and wait for you until you finish your shopping?” I asked, already tired from all the prancing. She would often stop to greet her friends who had come for their shopping too.

I had it in me that it was all planned as she had similar-minded friends who travelled on a whim and went on a shopping spree every moment of their day

“ No Daniel. You have to be nice and come with me. Be jovial to my friends. You know they are super cool so come on” she tugged my reluctant self forward.

“Look at this! Do you like?” this was like the hundredth cloth in a stretch. I was counting because I was her mirror. I folded my lips in my mouth and gave her a grand lopsided grin.

She flung it at me and ran off to meet her friends. I have been sitting like this for some time now doing nothing but nod my head and thumbs up whenever she came out with a dress. If approved, she would fling it on me and run off to get more leaving me looking like an idiot.

I had to comport myself so as not to appear annoyed when I noticed the pitiful look of the attendant. I schooled my expression to fake contentment even if all I wanted to do was to go home and sleep or

better still be at work doing what am appointed to do. This was all messed up.

That next day was just like every other day with me waking up and digging her while she hard I handcuffed to the bedpost while she plugged in that cursed plug into my anus that stimulates my insides and leaves me deprived of every single dignity by the time she was done with me.

I left the shower and quickly wore my clothes, and quietly tiptoed out of the room to my study to call my secretary if she received my email from yesterday. But I was interrupted by a knock at the main door.

I detoured and walked to the living room to know who it was and was met with my short sea green-eyed, Auburn-haired secretary. She stood from the couch when she saw me and I waved her back to her seat.

“Sorry, sir for not responding yesterday. Just that Mr. Fleming had stopped by and I had to attend to him at your absence and after that, I had to attend the dinner date with Mrs. Shneider that you had missed” she eyed me while emphasizing on the missed.

I couldn't meet her eyes knowing I was going to meet her berating gawk. She has been complaining about my lackadaisical pose toward work since I got married. She has been the one covering up most of my shit and lapses at work which was why I paid triple of her salary to compensate for her overwork.

“Sir are you okay? I know I'm not supposed to pry but you don't look okay”

I gaped at her and shook my head with a forced snicker “Of course I’m fine Chloe. It's simply your imagination. So do you have the documents with you?” she nodded and ran forward to give me the file she had on.

I skimmed through it and nodded in approval “Alright that is all. I would go through this later and send you the print. So why don't you stay and have something before you go?” I stood and rang the attendance bell for any of the maids to come forth.

“Entertain our guest and make her comfortable,” I told the housekeeper.

I went to drop the file in the study after which I filed it into my laptop as fast as I could before evening when we would be leaving for the masquerade ball.

“Sugar?” I looked up from my laptop ten hours later at my wife who peeked into the office to gift me her hypnotizing smile.

“It's time” I nodded and shut the laptop, grateful that she had left me enough time to work.

EIGHT

When we walked into the venue of the ball --a grand mini theatre in the heart of the city where distinguished personalities of a great carriage were assembled. I could feel the lusty eyes of the men as they eye fucked my wife that was hung on my arm, with their masks concealing their faces

Lorita had her easy smile on and leaned into my ear to whisper “Don't you think this would be a nice place to undo our pent up horny bones. Imagine us in one of the dark halls while I suck the life out of your shrubby balls” she licked my ears to accentuate her

point. I blushed crimson at her audacity but tried not to let it show so those watching would not have an inkling of what was happening

“That..that would be outrageous. I mean audacious!” I blinked, with my sweaty face pulling up at her in fright but instead of outrage, she was smirking at me.

“Come here” she tugged me to the dance floor and sling her hand around my shoulder while the other was in my hand. She nuzzled into my neck and kissed the part that was in contact with her mouth.

“Just move to the slow beat Punita. Close your eyes and feel it in your soul what music can do. Let it undulate your tensed nerves and lead you to blissful gratification ” she retained her husky voice that was causing my inside to respond in dirty ways. I started feeling the song inside just as she was whispering.

The instrumental of Diplo’s revolution was playing in the background while couples were wrapped on the dance floor swaying to the gloomy music.

She pulled away and twirled about before returning to my arms again with her eyes hidden behind the mask but her glistening eyes were distinct from the eagle beaked mask that was uniformed to mine. We had picked them up at the boutique the other day as she insisted that we must wear uniformed masks so people would know I belonged to her

I considered her notion lame but played along so as not to piss her off and have her humiliate me in front of her bumblebee friends.

She twisted around and tipped down and I caught her in my arms our eyes colliding and holding for some time. I sucked in my restrained breathe feeling my dick bulge in my pants.

I gradually heaved her up to our former position and we resumed

moving, the only sound between us our mingling breath. I was suddenly oblivious to every other person in the room, the only presence that mattered then to me being the devious temptress in red with a beaky mask.

“Can you feel anything?” she hugged me and whispered with her lips now on my earlobes. I groaned and tugged her closer wanting to feel her body meshed to mine as much as possible.

My cock was digging into her front resulting in more friction. My breathing became erratic. I labored with it trying so hard to normalize it all to no avail not when to add to my suffering, her hand moved discreetly in between us to grip my bulge in her hands through my trousers.

“Just feel, don't move” she whispered hoarsely as we continued our movement not to get others’ attention to what was going on. Thanks for the dimmed led lights fixtures that were on, which helped to conceal most of the activities that were going on.

My head nuzzled into hers as I exhaled my pent-up breath and held onto her tightly fighting the moan that tried to escape my lips. She unzipped my trouser and I jerked up at her action but she held me back and knitted our bodies together as she yanked out my member and started pumping into it.

“Mmm,” I bit into her shoulders, my restraint finally losing it. “Please stop I can't fight it” I mumbled in a hushed tone

“Consider this your training punita. You have to learn self-control” she persisted. Her mouth moving and her hand working

I dug my nail into her as I shook from her ecstasy. She intensified her velocity and just like a fool I have become, I growled like an animal and spilled my seed in her hand. “I’m sorry. I couldn't hold it any longer” I hushed and kissed her neck.

“It's okay,” she said and pushed my cock into my trousers before zipping it up “ Let's go get you cleaned up” she offered and pulled away from me.

We trudged to the bathroom that was situated down the hall from a door on the northern side of the room. We entered the posh restroom that had a bright light on. Everything, of the modern artifice.

I washed off my cum and cleaned my body while she stood at a distance looking at me in a foreign way.

“I have something to tell you Danny” she crooned and looked down at her hands. I was perturbed because you can never find Lorita looking so drenched like that. She was always in control

“What is It?” I queried with concern in my voice. She looked up with tears shimmering in her eyes “ Danny I know you must hate me for all the things I do and..and forcing you to do things out of your reach” a tear rolled down her face

I went to her unable to bear her cry like that “No baby. I don't hate you one bit, why will you say that?”

She shook her head “ I see it in your eyes. The way you look sometimes. I could feel the hatred emanating from your eyes and the unhappiness etched in your brows no matter how much you try to hide it from me”

I exhaled and held her to be unable to say anything since what she was saying was true.

“I regret all my actions because you are a good man and has been tolerating all my whims, though I don't regret the sex cause they were all great” she added and held me

“I don't know what to say” I whispered

“Then don't say anything. I just want you to listen to me and find a place in your heart to forgive me cox I don't want to lose you”

“Okay”

“You recall Samual Thompson that we had made out with two years ago?”

“Yea. What happened to him?”

“I..I..he was my secret lover” I pushed away from her abruptly to look at her to be certain she wasn't lying.

More tears cascaded down her face and she nodded fumbling with her hands “How?” the words found their way out of my mouth in confusion. I could swear she would never cheat on me because we were always together

“I’m sorry but I broke off with him after the threesome we had. I swear. We...we used to date before I met you but then he wouldn't let me be. He was the one that made me this way. He was always rough with me and maltreated me when we were together but I couldn't do anything because he was the only family I had and he had picked me out of the street so I was loyal to him”

I couldn't utter any words from then. I bit into my cheek to hold back any retort.

“When we got married, he kept bothering me that he would blackmail me if I didn't get the three of us to share a passionate night together and also he said he was going to come clean with you that I had married you for your money and not for love” my eyes snapped to her again with a pained exterior

She shook her hand and head came forth “No I swear at first he was right because that was the truth. I had married you because of the

wealth and influence that came with it. I didn't want to go back to the street and continue suffering. But with time, I fell for you. Your kind heart, your patience, and everything which was why I cut off every tie with him” she shook with tears. I couldn't find it in me to believe everything she was saying

I know how manipulative she can be and I can remember vividly the guy she was talking about. That incident was one of my worst nightmares that had made me question my sanity but that was after allowing her to manipulate me into doing the did which I had both enjoyed as much as it horrified me.

I couldn't ascertain how my fellow guy would have his mouth wrapped around my cock without my brain ticking off but that was exactly what happened that day as the said guy had me against the wall while making her watch him suck off my balls. I didn't recollect much during the act only my squirming and thrashing about as he sexually assaulted my brains

“I don't know what to say like I said” she was by my side now. She slowly untangled my hands gently with her tear-stricken face stuck to mine “I’m only saying that we have our fresh beginning. Maybe we can make a baby just as your mother wants. He had deceived me into conniving with him to strip you of your wealth, but now that is all in the last. We can start afresh and create new memories how do you see that?”

“So what changed now? How am I sure that you are not making this up just to get under my skin and assuage your conscience and then in the next minute you would want to assert authority over me. Do you know how that makes me feel when you disregard me in front of people? I don't mind what we do behind doors but it's humiliating in front of others’ watchful eyes.” I blinked severally and strived to extricate myself from her still having doubts that she was changed

“ I promise to turn a new leaf henceforth Punita. Just give this chance. No more public embarrassments though I won't promise to

stop with the dominance in the bedroom” I was overpowered once again and melted into her arms as she cuddle me to her.

“Do you know what I want now?” I feigned ignorant even if I knew exactly what she was going to say.

“What is that?”

She wrenched herself from my arms and winked with her salty spicy smile on

“I want you to fuck the shit out of my cunt here and right now until my warmth collapses in an endless abyss of fulfillment”

My pulsating cock twitched at her nasty demand Lorita would be the death of me, I knew it.