Sissy Pink

Oh just shut up and stop acting so shocked- yes, his rules, because he’s your superior, and his rules, because he sets them and you obey them.

It’s a view of your sweet wifey you never imagined before. Yet here she is, on her hands and knees, crawling to another man at his beck and call, not just pleasing him orally, but worshipping him the way a real man demands to be worshipped. Yes, worshipping.

And all the while, you sit there, helplessly watching, unable to speak with your mouth stiffed with both her panties and his briefs. The fight you put up is just a distant memory now, with only the red hotness of your cheeks to remind you of the stinging repeated slaps he brutally applied one after another after another for so long you were bawling until you nearly passed out. All while she looked on, giggling nervously and subtly but clearly writhing with wetness down below. Your pain and humiliation at his strong, capable hands, clearly a source sexual excitement for her. Clearly transforming her attraction towards him to need.