Amends

“I admit I’ve been kind of hard on you lately,” she says, looking down at me kneeling on the floor.

Am I hearing her right?  This almost sounds like an apology.  Well, as close as I’m likely to get from my wife.

“So you’ve arranged this for me, ma’am?” I ask, looking at the sight growing in front of my eyes.

“Well, let’s just say it’s your turn.  I had my go with him last night.  Actually, we went a few rounds, didn’t we?” she giggles, placing her delicate hand on his broad shoulder.  A sparkle from her wedding ring catches my eye.

“And if you’re really lucky, sissy, you may even be able to taste me when you suck his cock.  Would you like that, Sweetie?”

“Oh yes, ma’am, I’d like that quite a bit.”

“Good, now go ahead and enjoy your treat.”

“Thank you, ma’am!”

Sneak peek

 

It's been a long month of chastity and strict rules in the house.  My wife has completely cut me off from any sexual contact or pleasure.  Not that I mind my denial, but I do miss pleasuring her.

I'm not quite sure what the endgame is here.  I've asked some vague roundabout questions to see if I can figure out what she's up to, but she just smiles at me.  I know better than to ask directly, as she's spanked me recently for less.

Anyway, I've finished my Friday chores and am resting my feet before making dinner.  That's when my phone buzzes.  She's sent me a picture of her bikini bottom pulled away from her body, clearly exposing her closely-trimmed mound.  Underneath she's typed, "missing this?" with a smile emoji.

I recognize it for what it is...a tease.  I'm still no closer to the answer though.  Where's she taking this?  What's her big-picture plan?  I look at the picture again and smile.

I imagine her beckoning me over with a simple wave of her index finger, spreading her thighs as I approach.  I can almost see her slit now, glistening with arousal.  Her irresistible scent reaches my nose and draws me still further inward, I'm officially under her spell.

The sound of the door pulls me out of a daydream.  I blink and take a deep breath before getting out of the chair.  She'll probably want her drink topped off before I start on dinner.

Punished

"Come here," my wife says simply.

"Yes ma'am," I reply.  I walk towards her as she stands by the couch.  I know what's coming, but am still fearful.

"You know the routine.  Assume the position."

I pull my dress up, slide my panties down my thighs, and lean against the back of the couch.  I close my eyes and wait.  I feel her body as she leans over me, her mouth near my ear.

*SLAP*

"That was for not replacing the empty toilet roll this morning."

*SLAP*

"That was for lunch being three minutes late."

*SLAP*

"That was for forgetting to tell me my sister called.  How many does that make, sissy?"

"Three, ma'am."

"Okay, that's enough for now.  I hope my expectations are clear.  Think you can meet them moving forward?"

"Yes, ma'am.  Clear as day."

"Good, sissy.  You may get dressed."