Well today he had me driving to collect her from her home with strict instructions. I was to drive with my collar on, and silicone plastic g string fixed firmly in place. It had a cavern that pushed inside my cunt which kept my hole spread the entire time I wore it. It also was far too small to cover my fat cunt mound and often my outside lips would swallow half of it up too. It was uncomfortable. But that was the point. With this I wore a whore’ s wardrobe. Tiny skirt, no actual underwear. Tits on full display in a push up bra and not enough of a top to cover my self. Come here, slave" Katie summons me. I walk there on my hands and knees, feeling how slippery the chastity belt is against my swollen cunt. "Be a footrest" she commands, then giggles. She hissed at the stunned Tammy. Tammy just looked up. Her mind a blank. She barely registered Melissa dressing and leaving. Then about 10 minutes before 5, she saw Melissa. Tammy waved her over to her office. Melissa came but looked annoyed.

When I heard the doorbell, I was still dressed in my yoga pants and tank top. I didn't change because usually Ethan will tell me if he wants me to be naked, or in lingerie, or in a collar, when he comes home. But it seems today he was having a good time, he was too busy to tell me. Or he forgot. I was too horny to be jealous or threatened, and I knew he loved me so I wasn't really worried. I was more nervous, than anything. But now I was definitely thinking: shit, maybe I should have worn something else.

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Steve just asked me to ask." Adding a lie because she couldn't say the real reason. "He said you were funny at the Christmas party and he just wanted to see if you would come." A strange wave of emotions came over Tammy. She should have been glad, but instead found herself disappointed. She also knew Steve would not be happy. Tammy was ashamed of her feelings. Funny enough was the fact that Steve had been more attentive to her than he had been. This only jumbled her emotions more as he told her the keep it together. The confidence in his voice made me swoon. There he was, taking a huge risk, yet actually seeming to be preparing to fulfil my craving. He knew he was right and I loved that. I truly was already dripping wet.

Tammy had frozen, waiting for Steve to tell her no or get lost or anything. But he only nodded and then he saw Tammy Melissa was before Steve, between his legs. Steve moaned as Melissa began to blow him. To Tammy's admittance, Melissa was way better than she had ever been. Steve finally said something to her. That Monday was hell for Tammy She felt like she was on pins and needles all day. She had only seen Melissa twice in the morning and both times she wasn't alone. She by lunchtime she was losing her nerve. Then at lunch, she received a text from Steve. Tammy and Steve hugged their youngest of two children. Their only son was now 20 and had moved out onto his own. Well, with a roommate. But still, they were now empty nesters as they drove away from his new home. This fact made Tammy worry. Now with no kids at home, would Steve stay with her? He had driven home the, "our sex life was dead" dialog to her. Then have him untie me and reposition me and then restrain me as she forces her cum filled pussy in my mouth as I watch my husband lube her and himself for anal . Forcing me to watch as another woman gives him what I his wife will not .

Here, slave." She hands me a large stuffed bear. "Hump this until you cum and when you start cumming bark like a dog." She laughs. Her cruelty is such a turn on I can feel myself dripping down my legs like the horny slut that I am. Work after that party had become a minefield for Tammy. In meetings, with others around Melissa would always seem to ask. The near hour drive was uneventful, but the conversation was almost mechanical, especially from Steve. Tammy's thoughts had wondered during the drive. Sure she wasn't as fit as she once was at 145 lbs, but she still felt that their sex life was decent until Steve had started pronouncing it dead. Soon it became the only thing I would think about when I was touching myself, and I’d cum like a freight train. Usually multiple times. My boyfriend also enjoyed this. That he had essentially trained me to only get off when I was feeling degraded or humiliated. Tammy stood there holding the door open. Words refusing to come. Her only thought was, "My God, she is going to do it."

I couldn’t help but release a loud moan. It just got better and better. I was even trying not to play with myself too much so I could hear them clearly. Her moans were amazing too and I knew just what she was feeling. Something I was threatened with never feeling again.

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Tammy wanted them to stop. But she just watched it happening before her, in her own living room. She hated it and hated them. But mostly she hated the fact that this was turning her on as nothing had before. Katie walks over to me and stares at me, laughing. "How long has she been in the chastity belt?" Asking no one in particular. She walks over to inspect the belt and bursts out laughing when she sees that I have leaked out of the cage I am wearing because I am so incredibly horny from being denied orgasm for a full week. "David- look at how horny your wife is! This is so funny!" The main thrill here is seeing her husband blow his load inside another woman’s pussy, with the cherry on the cake being the humiliating thought of his impregnating someone else with his ‘superior seed’. Then Steve walked away, leaving Tammy sitting there. She was humiliated, hurt, and confused. She sat down and simply sat there. Her mind refusing to process anything. Slowly thoughts formed. She knew she still loved Steve, but how could he expect her to do this? Would it be one time? Why HER of all people?