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Wife's revenge

My wife comes home early and finds out my secret!!
Louise and I had been married for about 20 years, and it’s fair to say that I hadn’t been the best husband in the world. I loved her, but through the years I had cheated on her on numerous occasions, never with long term relationships but mainly with prostitutes. Our sex life had dwindled down to nothing, and I used this as an excuse to blame her for my bad behaviour, but it was still cheating, whatever way you looked at it. She took my virginity, and because she wasn't a virgin when we met, I had always in some unfair way felt cheated that I hadn't spread my wild oats when I was younger. I always felt guilty after sleeping with the other women, but like most men, my cock ruled my head.

In between sleeping with prostitutes, when I got the chance, I had turned to the internet to release my sexual frustrations. While she was at work, or out with friends, I had often logged on and chatted with sexy girls online. This normally ended with me masturbating whilst chatting or simply by looking at their posted pics. Phone chatlines was another form of release for me, and again, this would always end up with me stripping off and playing with myself.

Things were about to change though, and I was going to pay dearly for my various forms of cheating.

I was lying on the bed one morning, when my wife came in and told me that one of her girlfriends, Jayne was going through a rough time and that she was going to stop over around lunch time. I said, "OK" and waited for her to leave.

As soon as I heard her car draw off, I reached for my laptop and within seconds had logged on to my favourite site. I clicked on to the page of one of my favourite girls, a blonde American, in her mid-forties, with a much younger looking body. We had chatted often before, and she had posted some new pics of herself in her new sexy outfits and lingerie that she had bought. I always looked for her new pics, because as well as them featuring her in sexy outfits, some showed her wearing various strap on dildos, which are a big turn on for me. She is a dominant looking woman, another turn on, but as I lived in Europe and her in the US, the chance of ever meeting up with her was impossible, unfortunately. So for now, I had to make do with wanking over her sexy forms.

However today one in particular caught my eye consisting of her in high black boots, short black leather skirt and leather red corset type top. I reached down to my cock and began stroking it whilst staring at her.

I was so engrossed in her sexiness, that I didn't hear my wife return, and before I knew it she was standing in the bedroom doorway. There was no way that I could hide what I was doing, and I turned toward her with head bowed down.

"How long have you been there," I asked her, trying to shift some guilt toward her.

"Long enough, you pervert." She shouted back.

"I suspected you were up to something on your laptop when I was out, so I decided to pretend that I was going out for a while to try and catch you at it, and how right I was. You have finally been caught in the act, and now you´ll pay the price.

I had no defense whatsoever, so just sat there in silence.

As she approached the bed, I noticed something hanging down from her hand. It was a leather collar, which she proceeded to fasten around my neck and buckle up tightly. Then she clipped a leash on it and ordered me to follow her on my hands and knees like the dog I am. She led me down the hallway to the living room, as we turned the corner her friend was sitting there on the couch giggling, and an enormous wave of embarrassment engulfed me.

“What are we going to do with him, to fix this little habit of his?” asked Jayne.

All of a sudden, Louise came from behind me and put a blindfold over my eyes. I just squatted there and let her do it, I thought it was the least that I could do for her, after what I had been caught doing. Then I was pushed down onto the floor, whilst something was fastened in my mouth, meaning that I was unable to speak. My hands were then placed behind my back and handcuffed.

“Now, we’re going to initiate you into your new role as my private little maid, but we need to prepare first. So, while you are waiting, this will keep you occupied," I heard my wife say.

I felt a shoe pushing my legs apart and something cold pressed against the entrance of my ass. It was a vibrator, already lubed up and it was forced deep into my passage. It was switched on, and I shuddered as the vibrations started. I struggled, but to no avail, it was inserted to far in. I heard them both laugh heartily and the faint sound of their footsteps, as they disappeared out of the room, and I was left alone to be tormented by a vibrating toy deep in my ass. I accepted my predicament as being beyond my control. As I lay there though, the vibrations were starting to get me aroused, and before long my cock was standing fully erect.

After a while my wife returned. They had obviously been drinking in the kitchen, as my wife couldn't hold her drink very well, and as usual was getting louder and louder. The blindfold was pulled off and I saw her standing there, staring down at me.

“Looks like he’s enjoying it, he´s as hard as I've ever seen him,” she shouted toward the kitchen and they both laughed as my face burned even brighter red with embarrassment, as the feeling of helplessness washed over me. I desperately tried to avoid this humiliating spectacle by rolling over to cover myself but it was a futile attempt.

My tormentor began to circle my bound form, my cock still fully erect as I watched her walk around me. It was even more arousing for me in my utter humiliation at being at their mercy, and put on display for them.

Louise stopped just above my head, allowing me a view straight up her skirt where I could see she had no panties on. Noticing the direction of my eyes she said, "If you’re wondering where they are, try looking in your mouth, they are doing a very good job of keeping you quiet; aren’t they?”

My eyes quickly glanced down to reveal a pair of my wife´s panties fastened around my mouth, so that was the familiar taste, I thought to myself.

She moved around till she was level with my upper body, and placed one of her stilettoed feet onto my chest.

“You have treated me like a little bitch for long enough now honey, I think it’s about time we reversed roles, don’t you? I mean, we clearly both enjoy it more this way”.

She laughed as she nodded behind her to my erection, which despite my predicament was causing me a great frustration.

“We have bought you a little present sweetie” she said in a slightly excited way.

“A nice little outfit that I’m sure you’ll just love. I´m going to untie you now so you can try it on."

I was then pulled up and the handcuffs were unlocked, and I was told to bend over and the vibrations teasing my rectum finally stopped and the object removed. My slight relaxation was short lived, however, for as I let out a slight moan of relief she produced the aforementioned outfit and held it in front of me. It was a rather small looking maid’s outfit, with a high neck and miniskirt that would barely reach past my bum. It had long sleeves and the standard small white pinny below the waist. On the sofa was a pair of black sheer stockings and a black thong, with a pair of black stilettos on the floor in front of them.

“Hurry up and get dressed,” she then snapped. Her voice carried an air of authority, which helped to subdue any resistant that I was planning.

I began to slide the thong up my legs and over my crotch, with the back climbing up my bum. I twitched nervously and was shocked at myself as I could feel arousal again building up around my groin area. I can’t possibly enjoy this, I told myself desperately. I’m a man, men don’t wear this sort of thing and they certainly don’t enjoy it! But it was useless as my cock began to grow, a growth accelerated as I shakily rolled one stocking up and then the other. By the time the second one was done, my cock was pressing hard against the thong as before.

Next came the maids outfit itself, which I slid up over my thighs with some difficulty due to the tightness of the skirt. It held my cock down uncomfortably as Louise helped me to slide my arms down the sleeves before zipping me up the back, trapping me in my humiliating symbol of submission. Then she helped to steady me as I climbed into the stilettos. My hands were pulled behind my back again and my wrists handcuffed together tightly, but there was no gag this time.

“Is she ready?” asked Jayne as she entered the room. She? Cheeky bitch I thought, I’m still a man!

“Yes, ready and waiting; aren’t you darling?” said Louise.

I turned to my wife with pleading eyes, but these eyes went from pleading to pure lust at the sight before me. Jayne had slipped off her sweatshirt and jeans to reveal a black basque. She also had on long black silk gloves, glossy black stockings and spiky heeled black stilettos. My cock throbbed painfully and I gasped at her appearance. But there was one more item she was wearing, a black strap-on between her legs, about 8in length and quite thick looking. She couldn’t, could she? Despite my horror on the surface I could feel, deep down, a burning masochistic desire to let this wicked sexily looking woman have her way with me.

“You look beautiful, now on your knees darling,” Louise said in a voice that oozed authority and control. I ungracefully knelt down, difficult in heels and with my hands behind my back. I bent over before the command was given, and suddenly heard a whoosh followed by a crack and a stinging sensation across my buttocks. I let out a pathetic yelp.

“Louise, or Mistress to you, only said knees not bend over too, but stay like that anyway,” scolded Jayne, who was now brandishing a riding crop. The lash hurt but it also made my cock throb even more, and I was now aching for release of the ample cum that had built up during my short captivity.

I faced the floor as Louise applied lube to my anus then stepped away, allowing Jayne to kneel down behind me with her rubber cock inches from my bum. I felt the tight miniskirt of my maid's outfit forced up slightly to expose my behind. Jayne took hold of my hips with those silk gloved hands and eased the strap on all the way inside me. I reared my head back in a mixture of pleasure and pain, only to see Louise knelt before me, herself now with her skirt hoisted up around her waist, and also sporting a strap on, and with an evil smile on her face looking down at me.

“Suck it, you little bitch,” she demanded. I stared at it for a second, but this was a second too long as Jayne took her turn to bring the riding crop down across the top of my buttocks, just above her dildo in my rectum.

“AARRHH–mmm, mmmm,” Louise had taken advantage of my scream as she rammed her rubber cock down the back of my throat, and Jayne at the same time began a rhythmic pumping into my bum. I was being spit roasted like a true bitch, a little slut.

From enjoying pictures and longing to feel the strap on dildos of my sexy American blonde in my ass, to the reality of being fucked by not one, but two sexy hot women. I was living out a fantasy and in reality enjoying every bit of it.

My cock still achingly pointing downwards due to the thong was pulsing and throbbing at my rectal torment, until my humiliation and arousal combined to bring me to the brink of an ecstatic orgasm. The two strap on clad ladies came before I could, and the dildos were pulled from my orifices as I begged them to continue, but all I got was another pair of worn panties stuffed in my mouth and a stocking over my head that helped to hold them in. Louise passed Jayne the vibrator from earlier and it was duly inserted inside me. The tight skirt was rolled down back over my bum and my ankles were then bound and brought up behind me, where there were tied to my already bound wrists. Jayne reached up my skirt and turned the vibrator on full, and the two ladies left me there with it buzzing furiously inside my passage. My arousal was extreme and I began to shed tears that were a mixture of extreme sexual frustration and arousal at my treatment.

“Oh, you’ll soon learn to love this,” said Louise sarcastically.

“It’s best that you do honey because from now on you are my personal little maid whenever we’re behind closed doors. I’m not a complete bitch,” she chuckled mid sentence.

“So I’ll let you keep your masculinity in the outside world. But when you get home from work darling, well you know what to slip into."

 She came around and sat down right in front of my face, her intimacy an inch from my nose, filling my nostrils and causing me to moan longingly.

“As well as your maid's outfit, I’ll buy you some more sexy things to wear for me. I’ll have to instil some discipline into you too sweetie, so you might be tasting the lash a bit more in the coming weeks. You’ll also learn how to pleasure me with your tongue like a good little slave maid should. I’ve had to do this, after putting up with your cheating ways for so long, I know you understand and agree with what I’m doing."

She stroked my stocking-covered head, then stood up.

“We’re going to leave you here to think about your future sweetie. I know you’re going to love it more than I am, and that’s saying something!”

The girls laughed as they turned off the lights and shut the door, leaving me alone with my thoughts and my tormenting vibrator on the soft rug in total darkness. I was resigned to my fate, utterly defeated and unable to do a thing about it. Despite my frustration and anger, I yearned for the return of my now dominatrix wife and her equally cruel and dominant companion, and let out one last moan of pure sexual lusting as the full magnitude of my predicament sank in.
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