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Jody cuckolds meI was in jeans and short, but underneath I wore a corset, stockings and panties. And of course that nasty chastity device.Jody said she would be driving my car on our shopping trip. I nodded in agreement. She stopped me at the door and took out some lipstick. My heart stopped. It was clear I was going to have to go out wearing lipstick. Jody giggled at my face as she applied it. And told me not to smudge. Or I would look like I had been sucking cock.I was relieved, if a little surprised when she drove to the next town for out trip. At least I would be less likely to be seen by someone I knew. She parked took me by the hand and led me to the main shopping centre. We went straight to the Ann Summers store. From the panties rack she took seven pairs, mentioning it was one for each day of the week. She picked up three or four pairs of stockings. She stopped by the sexy chemises. Lifted one and held it up against me. There were other people in the shop. I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. An assistant came over asking if she could help.Jody calmly informed her she was just getting something sexy for ‘her bitch’ to wear in the bedroom. The assistant was young and oh so sexy. And she was giggling along with Jody. They were both laughing at me. debating my size making me turn around, lean forward. wondering how my ass would look. We bought the chemise, plus a robe on the assistant’s recommendation.’And a pretty little maid’s dress’ Jody announced. It was humiliating sure. But I thought I had no more shame left. The assistant took us to the dresses. Then Jody casually asked if I might try it on. My head whirled. ‘Sure’ was the reply. I should have run out of the shop there and then. I didn’t dare. I meekly followed bahis firmaları to the fitting room. I stopped. I didn’t want to get undressed. To put that dress on in front of them. Jody intervened, snapping her fingers and urging me on. My head drooped as I dropped my jeans and lifted my tee over my head. Revealing my underwear. The assistant giggled out loud.On went the dress. I stood before the mirror. I twirled for them. The made me curtsy. And the laughed. Jody said we would take it. And slapped my still sore ass. I got dressed and Jody left me to pay and collect the bags. We went for a light lunch. Jody said she thought I needed to improve my shape. She was going to put me on a diet. I just nodded. All resistance was broken. Then she mentioned shoes. I was going to need some secy heels to wear. And something flatter for when I was maiding. Did I want to go to a show shop and try some on? Please no I begged. Jody said she knew my size and would buy some for me.It was absurd how grateful I was.After the shoes we sat and drank a coffee. Jody said it was a special evening, she had a hotel booked. We would be staying the night. I nodded obediently. I followed her to the hotel. She checked in and took me to the room.Immediately the door closed her hands were all over me, groping me, tugging my jeans down. It was clear she meant to fuck me. Again. I made a decision. I didn’t want to be ****d, again. I went with it. I did my best to be a sexy little bitch for her. When she put on her strap on, I took it in my hand masturbated it. Asked her if she wanted it sucked. Sucked it nicely. I Licked and slurped and moaned. Tickled the balls. And when she pulled me onto the bed I lubed myself up straight away and asked how she wanted perabet me. She had me on my back and I made all the right noises. We lay there afterwards. I was still sore from the night before. Jody patted my head and told me I was a good girl. But not good enough to cum again just yet. I nodded. I changed my underwear as Jody dressed, and we went down for dinner.The waiter came to take the order. Jody ordered steak. Before I could speak she said, pointing at me ‘She’ll just have a salad’. I was stunned and silent. The waiter raised a brow and said ‘Certainly’ As he left Jody reminded me I was on a diet. I needed more definition in my waist. So I drank water, and she drank wine. A little too much I thought. She didn’t even finish her steak. We sat there afterward. I was hungry. Her cheeks were flushed and she was looking pretty contented, and was speaking just a little too loudly.She spoke. I listened, uncomfortable, embarrassed, humiliated as I am sure some of it could be heard. She said she needed a good sized cock. A proper fucking. And she wanted it tonight. I tried to suggest she could just unlock me. She laughed out loud. She wanted a proper fucking. In the whole time we had been married That hadn’t happened. At least not with me. She seemed to take great pleasure in telling me that there had been two, no three other REAL men. And they had made her scream. She sent me to out room with a clear instruction on what I was to wear to bed. My new chemise.I left with my cheeks burning red in humiliation. I went straight to bed. Still hungry and fell to a fitful sleep. I was woken around 1:30 am. There was giggling fumbling at the door. Drunken stumbling. Jody, and a deep male voice. My heart stopped. The door perabet giriş opened. MOre giggling.’SSHHH unless you want to meet my husband’.’He’s in there??’More giggling. The sound of a deep slurpy kiss. A good nigh. The sound of a slap to an ass. The door slammed shut. In she staggered. I was relieved she was alone. But she looked a state. Her short dress had clearly been up. A stocking was not properly on. I could see the lacey top. The top of her dress was uneven on the shoulders. Her hair was a mess. Lipstick smudged and mascara had run.My mouth moved but words failed me. I knew there was nothing I could do. ‘What a NIGHT’ she slurred the words. ‘OMG he fucked me and I screamed’she fell on top of me and began to grope my ass, then reached for my nipples.’He was pretty damn rough with my tits’ she slurred. At last I found something to say ‘I don’t want you doing this’ As an afterthought I added ‘please’.She snorted, leant up on her elbow and delivered a sharp SLAP to my face.’I will do whatever, and who ever I want’I shut up. I really didn’t want a caning after she had been drinking.She continued, her face right to mine. The stench of alcohol permeating the ehole room. I could smell she had been smoking too. She ranted at me’Be grateful I didn’t do it in front on you. In our bed. Let the neighbours see. Be happy about that. I treat you nice cos it’s the first time. Be ready BUTCH, be ready for some real fucking treatment’I gulped. I knew she meant it, but even so, I tried to think she might have forgotten by the morning.’Now – now you get a taste of a real man. Make me cum bitch’She was shoving my head down. My eyes were beginning to sting. I was ready to cry. She was sat on my face. And there was that taste. That taste I recognised from all the times she had made me lick up my filth. But this wasn’t mine. It was in her pussy. I knew it couldn’t be mine. It was from another man, and I was sucking it out of her.She rode my face to orgasm.I cried myself to sleep
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