“Take her upstairs and give her comfort, Vir,” Mistress Lace said. “Nourish and comfort her until I return upstairs.”
Like a bridegroom he scooped her up in his arms, my wife curling into his surprisingly large arms, and he carried her naked, fucked body upstairs. As soon as they were on the stairs, Mistress Lace was around the partition and her naked cunt was just a couple feet from my face.
“You fucking, pathetic Cuckhold,” Mistress Lace said, I could only look up wide eyed, wondering what was next as she clearly defined what she had just created. “She does not deserve your tinny weanie little dick. I see it’s still quite hard, so you enjoy seeing your beloved impaled by my Vir?”
I nodded yes. I nodded yes vigorously. There was no doubt, I enjoyed this, though the fear and anxiety of what was next was troubling, but that too erotic. My half-naked work wife mistress had hit all the notes my dark, untapped subconscious wanted to hear.
She laughed and moved about me, swatting my arse with her riding crop, just teasing. She moved her hands and parted me, looking under my balls, very close, holding them, then stroking my shaft, getting a hand of the immense amount of precum on my cock. She was cleaning her fingers with her lips and tongue.
“Okay, business at hand Puer,” she said, her licking and tasting of me just fueling the blood flowing to my cock. She picked up a Cat O Nine Tails from a rack behind me and showed it briefly, before striking me five times.
“Oh, OHHH, AHHH, AHH, ARGHHH!” I exclaimed as she struck me hard.
“That was for fucking up at work today Puer,” she said, though I wanted to differ as I’ve done everything I was asked and had been punished for it already.
“ARGHH! AHH! AHHH! MRGHH! AHHHH!” I exclaimed as she swung five times again, this time as hard as she could.
“That’s for, well, just because I can, you withering old fuck!” Mistress Lace, now fully disgusted with me. She moved to my face with her face, holding it in her hand.
She repeated five hard lashes three more times, the dull ache making the hard swats seem painfully delightful. She stopped and the cool air made my arse and back tingle with delight. How was I going to stop this? Why would I want to stop this?
“Here’s what’s going to happen Puer,” She said, laying the device down now close to my face again. “You need complete the deception and go to your school as we told her you went home to work. She has no idea you were here, and you will NEVER tell her.”
She paced around and got what sounded like keys and came back, unlocking the stock piece by my feet and then over my head and hands.
“Oh, such a ‘cute’ little penis, all erect and no where to go,” she continued mocking me. “Go to school, wait there, and when I message you, you’ll go home and fuck my Puella. Your Melanie. You’ll feel how different she is, how big my Vir is compared to you and you will cum so fucking fast, turned on by all of this.
She released everything and I stood up, sore from being in that position for over an hour, I looked around and my clothes were bagged up and there were shorts, a t-shirt and sweats with our school logos on them to wear home, with socks and boat shoes.
“Goodbye, Puer,” she said. “And yes, Vir will fuck her again before she comes home.”
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My cock melted into Melanie, going balls deep into her cunt, wet and loose like I had never experienced. I could see Larry fucking her from behind in my head as I closed my eyes and drove into the milky flesh. I could see him on top, fucking her as I continued pulling back and pushing forward.