Cuckqueaned by my Boss: A Cuckquean Wife Humiliation Story

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I could and would do this for him,I was his slave and his pleasure even if it were gained through my humiliation was paramount.

As soon as she walked through the arrivals gate, grinning and brushing her new conker brown bob from her eyes, things changed. It was as if I was invisible,Master greeted her warmly kissing her on both cheeks and whisking her away towards his car. I was left trailing behind them unsure as to what was happening. I tried my best to obey but my mouth was still buried in her pussy so my answer came out as unintelligible. He graciously proffered his hand to sub, helping her to her feet and then covering her eyes with an eye mask; she was now effectively blind but her remaining senses heightened. He held the gag straight and guided sub down onto it, telling her what a good girl she was for him.My stomach dropped to my feet, the rollercoaster of emotions had started. The humiliation of being made to undress sub.

But of course, this is a fetish that is not for everyone. It requires full communication and a lot of trust with your partner. It might look great in porn but doing it in real life can be very different. He untied the gag, told me to open up and then said, “Don’t say I’m not generous, clean it and you can taste my cum.” Once undressed, Master told me to ready sub, grabbing me by the hair and pushing it into subs hairy pussy. My hand stroked Masters balls even as my breath was cut off each time sub lowered herself on to my dildo covered nose and mouth. I couldn’t breathe, I was on the edge of tears and yet I was escalating to the edge of orgasm, the throbbing between my legs threatening to undo me.Once home I was told to kneel on the floor; the place for Master’s slave. Sub was to remain standing. He walked around her admiring her before saying, I got home somehow my ears assaulted the whole way with subs groans and the squelch of fingers inside pussy, my nose taking in the familiar scent of my Master,my desperate empty pussy pulsating;to my shame leaking juices all over the drivers seat. After spitting on my ass Master pushed a medium plug into my hole, consistent pressure, holding firm as I moaned initially with pain but when the plug slipped inside, my body shook and I had to pant to stop myself from cumming. Thank sub for allowing you to ready her infinitely, superior tighter pussy, slave”, Master demanded. He pumped harder and mercilessly before pulling out and pumping his precious cum into my gaping hole.

I was Master’s slave, I had promised him and myself that I would prove my devotion and obedience today; whatever new levels of humiliation and degradation he subjected me to. I would revel in the fact that he took pleasure in the pain that he inflicted. I’d take great pleasure in tonguing the scent of another woman’s pussy from my man’s used condoms and masturbating alone.” Master held my head firmly against subs pussy, I was struggling to breathe and he moved my head so my face rubbed all over her leaking wet slit covering my faces in her juices. In contrast his first words to me “Undress us, slave”,were cold with a tone that broached no argument, not that I would ever refuse him. He caressed her with his voice, telling her how hard he was thinking about her pleasing him, his fingers grazing her pussy lips teasing her. I moved my fingers towards my cunt but Masters, form “No” stopped me.I was aching with need , covered with subs juices and Masters cum.Of everything he had demanded from me this was the hardest, I considered walking away but where would I go it was my house. Master gently pushed the plug gently in and out of my arsehole and was stroking my pussy with his other hand intentionally holding me at the edge of orgasm. I felt as if any coherent thought was being stroked away.