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My Wife, Her Slave

Copyright© 2013 by Memory Heap

Chapter 48: Scott Uses His Slave

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 48: Scott Uses His Slave - She was my wife, but she was her slave. It started as a discovery of something new, but had developed into something so much more. And now, was she still my wife, was she only her slave, or were we sharing her?

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Consensual   Reluctant   Slavery   Lesbian   BiSexual   BDSM   DomSub   MaleDom   FemaleDom   Spanking   Exhibitionism   Fisting   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Sex Toys  

Nina woke to Gretchen’s arms around her, but before she had a chance to wake her Mistress with an orgasm or two, Gretchen opened her eyes and gave Nina a nudge. “Let’s hit the shower. I had enough of your tongue last night and you’re not getting anything this morning other than breakfast.” Nina gave her a pout, but slipped out of the bed before Gretchen could inflict anything like a painful swat on her ass or a pinch to one of her nipples.

The shower was fairly business-like, with all the necessary parts on both women getting well-scrubbed, but no orgasms or even much arousal occurred. They dried each other, then moved to separate closets to get dressed. It took neither of them very long, as neither one wore very much. Gretchen did slip a hand into Nina’s blouse and give a firm squeeze to one breast. That was mainly to prove to herself that all the necessary parts were fully accessible, in accordance with the slut dress code.

Breakfast only took about twenty minutes. When it was over, Gretchen asked, “Will I see you tonight?”

“I should be at the gym after work, and then here with you tonight, Mistress.”

“Good. Maybe we’ll go swimming tonight.”

“Ah, something tells me my Mistress is hoping to get fucked tonight, and not by me with a plastic cock.”

Gretchen smirked at her. “Smartass slut. Sometimes a girl just wants to feel a thick, warm, real cock instead of its plastic counterpart.”

“Don’t I know it. I hate the fact that Scott is travelling so much because I end up not getting that nice thick cock of his as much as I want it.”

“Slut. Sex toy.”

Nina giggled as she said, “Yes, Mistress. Your slut and the world’s sex toy.”

Gretchen gave her a swat on the rear and said, “Go to work. I’ll see you tonight and I might even let the lifeguards treat you right.”

On her way out the door, Nina said, “Here’s hoping”, over her shoulder.


Nina was spending her day at the office, rather than at the new client, so she was at her desk when her door suddenly opened, then closed. She looked up at the intrusion and was surprised to see her husband walking over to her desk. She pushed her chair back and leaped up to wrap her arms around him as he pulled her into his own arms.

“This is a pleasant surprise, but why didn’t you call to let me know you were coming home?”

“I only found out at the last minute. There was supposed to be a couple of meetings today to set up a number of other things over the weekend, but the client needed to get approvals from head office that hadn’t come though yet. We decided to re-group on Monday or Tuesday next week, so we gave everyone a few days off and I managed to get a standby seat on a flight. So, here I am.”

Scot finished by kissing her deeply, and she also felt his hands slide over her rear. They pulled up the back of her skirt and then cupped both sides of her ass, squeezing her cheeks in his large hands. He pulled back from the kiss and whispered, “Undo your blouse. I want to see those gorgeous tits.”

Nina’s eyes flew wide open. “Scott! We can’t. My office doesn’t lock and anyone could come in.”

“I told your assistant to hold your calls and not let any visitors in. She likely knows what’s going on, but she won’t interrupt. Now, Master says to show him some skin.”

Nina wasn’t sure how far Scott was intending to go, but when he called himself ‘Master’ she knew he meant business. Her hands went to the buttons on her blouse. As there were only three not fastened, it didn’t take very long to undo them. With a glance at Scott, she pulled the sides of her blouse open, fully exposing her breasts.

“Ah, I’ve missed this.” Scott bent his head to take one of her nipples between his lips. She felt him suck it a little, then caress it with his tongue, starting her arousal climbing in an instant. When she could feel his teeth lightly closing on the hardening nub, she knew she would do whatever he wanted, as long as he did something about her needs.

He pulled back from her breast, lightly scraping his teeth across her nipple and letting it slip from his mouth with a pop. He grinned at her, somewhat evilly, and said as he squeezed her ass once more, “Since my hands are full, I think you should undo my pants and take out what you find in there.”

She gasped at his request, now afraid of what he might do, but in the same moment she felt a pulse go through her crotch and realized that she was very wet. She flashed back to her conversation with Gretchen this morning, and knew that being used as a sex toy was what made her so instantly ready for sex.

She pulled Scott’s belt free, then fumbled with the hook at his waistband, finally freeing it and then pulling his zipper down. As she tugged his underwear down, she could feel that his cock was already quite hard, although not fully erect. She knew he wanted her to correct that, so she wrapped a hand around his length and squeezed it, relishing the feel of his member. She started sliding her hand up and down along her favourite cock, feeling the blood flow into it, hardening it and getting it ready to perform. She knew something would be expected of her, but didn’t know quite what would happen next.

Scott was making noises in his throat, relishing Nina’s grip on his appendage as he started to move slowly backward. When he could feel Nina’s chair at the back of his knees, he lifted her up, then sat down with her legs straddling his legs. Nina was starting to think that what was about to happen might be a real problem, but she kept her mouth closed and kept a tight grip on his now fully hard cock.

He gave her a crooked grin, then leaned forward to kiss her again. “Think you can figure out what happens next?”

“I’m almost afraid to. Do I just slide forward, or do I get on my knees?”

“Let’s go for the mutually satisfying approach. Slide forward and insert Tab A into Slot B.”

“You’re sure about this?”

“Let’s find out.” He tightened his grip on her rear, pulling her forward a little. For her part, Nina rose a little, then aligned the head of his cock at her entrance, and moved forward enough to feel it parting her labia and starting its inevitable push into her vagina.

The feel of his member pushing its way into her nearly overwhelmed her senses. Her eyes closed, her breath hissed between her teeth, and she quietly moaned, “Oh, Scotty, I have missed this so much. I love how you feel in me.” He pulled harder on her rear, fully socketing himself in her hot, wet depths and making her moan even louder.

When he could go no further, he leaned forward to kiss her and felt her tongue coming into his mouth. He sucked on the tip of it for a moment, then pulled back and gave her another crooked grin. “Now my little slut, I see three ways the next few minutes could go.” Nina raised her eyebrows a little, questioning without saying anything as she simultaneously did her best to grip his cock with her internal muscles. Her recent work with the Ben Wa balls certainly helped in that regard. She could feel Scott’s cock twitching and flexing in response.

“As I see it, Option A would be for the two of us to just sit like this for a few minutes, maybe making out like teenagers who’ve just got to second base, but neither one of us getting off. Of course, we’d have to fuck like porn stars later on to make up for it.”

“And Option B?”

“Well, Option B would see us still sitting like this, but I’d play like third base and rub your little hot button until you come at least once. I’d stay stuck in you, but I wouldn’t get to come to avoid the resultant mess. Of course, that would also mean that tonight we’d have to do a lot of fucking, but you wouldn’t be frustrated all afternoon.”

“Does that mean there’s also an Option C?”

“Yep. In Option C, I’d probably bend you over your desk and fuck you until you come, but then you’d have to suck me because I’d likely be too far gone to be able to hold it in until tonight. There might still be a lot of fucking tonight, but it might not be quite as energetic.”

“You certainly do give a girl a lot of choices.”

“I aim to please.”

“Which option do you prefer?”

“Your choice. You decide how active or passive you want to be, whether or not you get to come, and whether or not I get to come. You can be as selfish or as giving as you want to be.” As he spoke, he clenched his penis so she felt it move inside her.

“Feeling you inside me, like this, really makes me want to come, and I really want to get fucked hard so I might come more than once. And you know I love the way you can pound me into a puddle of goo.”

“Ah, so are we leaning toward Option C?” He moved his hands from her rear to her breasts, cupping his hands under them and rubbing his thumbs over her nipples.

“Oh God, do I wish, especially if you keep doing that.”

In response, Scott took each nipple between a thumb and a finger and started squeezing them and rolling them. He could hear Nina start moaning again, seemingly from the back of her throat, almost sounding like a cat’s purr. “Somehow, I sense there’s a but coming.”

She took a moment before responding, just enjoying the way he was playing with her nipples. “Y-yes. We ... ooh ... we can’t fuck here in the office, not like I want to, because the noise would bring Joan in here and that would get all over the office and I’d probably get fired. At the very least I’d probably have to go on a date with Joan, and end up in bed with her.”

“Oh really? You’re going to have to tell me about that sometime.” He squeezed her nipples a little harder, then pulled on them to bring her in for another kiss. “So, what’s it going to be then? A lot of frustration, or do I move to third base and make you come, then get royally fucked later tonight?”

“Please make me come, then I can suck you so you won’t get blue balls.” She smirked at him and added, “After all, I wouldn’t want you to die, since that’s what teenage boys always tell their dates so they can get off.”

“Smartass slut. I should spank you for that.”

“Tonight, not here, please. You’re the master so you’ll spank me whenever you feel like it.”

“And I should still make you come right now?”

“Please. My Mistress would tease me and not let me have it, but I’m hoping my Master is more giving.”

“Well, I did tell you that you could be selfish, so I guess your wish may come true.” He let go of her nipples after giving them a final twist, choosing to squeeze a breast with one hand and sliding a finger of his other hand into the top of the wet folds of her pussy. When he could feel the bump of her clit under the finger, he pressed on it firmly. Nina’s response was another moan, this one louder than the previous.

“Like that, do you? Want some more?” He punctuated his comments by rubbing her clit in a circular motion, and watching his wife’s reaction as her eyes closed and her internal muscles clamped on his cock. He switched from the circular motion to flipping it from side to side. She reacted even more strongly to that treatment, so he applied a little more pressure as he moved his finger over her most sensitive spot.

“You know, it occurs to me that I’ve never seen you play with yourself, but your Mistress has. She’s even made you do it in front of a roomful of strangers. I think we should remedy this.”

Nina’s breathing was somewhat harsh and ragged as she climbed toward what felt like would be a really good orgasm, the kind that would leave her limp and satiated, the kind she always hoped for but seldom got when her Mistress was in control. Scott’s comment took a moment to register. “You ... you want me to finish myself?”

She heard Scott chuckle at the obvious need in her voice and the hope that she wouldn’t be the one delivering the orgasm she craved. He leaned in close to her mouth and she could feel his breath on her lips, even as he tweaked her clit between two fingers. “No, my love. This one’s on me, but I think that seeing you do yourself would turn me on immensely. I don’t know why I’ve never seen you play with your soft and wet little bits. I’m sure you must, and I think you need to show me how. Maybe I’ll even have you do it for a bunch of people, just the way your Mistress does it.”

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