My Wife's Cuckold Slave Ch. 06 - Sex Stories

My Wife's Cuckold Slave Ch. 06

... clothes had been removed from the cupboards, and Louise's things were spread every where.

"You can tidy this lot up when I'm out. I want clean sheets on the bed as well for when I come home. But first, you can help me choose what to wear. Sit on that chair in the corner."

I sat in the corner of the room, watching her as she stood up and slid off her robe, standing naked before me. I felt myself growing hard, the cage becoming uncomfortable as my cock swelled inside it.

Louise's body was still in good shape. She worked out regularly, and her boobs and bottom were firm and rounded. She smiled at me, mocking me as she slid her hand over her chest and down to cup herself between the legs.

"Do you like what you see? It's a pity you didn't take more interest when you had the chance."

She leaned closer to whisper, "I hope you are starting to realise that you will never feel this again."

She turned to her draws ands pulled out a tiny pair of panties which she slipped on. The triangle at the front barely covered her, and the thin thong at the back disappeared between her cheeks. Taking a short black cocktail dress from the wardrobe, she slid it over her head and pulled it down. She looked fabulous. The dress clung to every curve, and as her nipples hardened they raised small lumps in the top, making it obvious that she was naked underneath.

Moving closer to me she stood a few inches away. I started to reach out to stroke her, and she viciously swiped me across ...

... the face, her hand print immediately reddening.

"No touching, you stupid little fuck!"

Stepping back a couple of feet, she continued.

"I'm glad you like it though. I'm meeting someone for dinner tonight and I want to impress him. Mind you he's already seen it all."

She bent forward again.

"The night before, while you were playing your stupid little games with Raven, sleeping on the bathroom floor, I was out with him, and do you know what we were doing?"

My eyes were filling with tears, as I shook my head, which only made her laugh more.

"While you were on the cold bathroom floor, my poor little cuck, I was in his bed, fucking. And let me tell you, he is enormous. I could hardly walk when I left. That's why I had to have a night off last night. But tonight I'm seeing him again, and he's going to fuck me again. While you are sat at home, with your sad little excuse for a cock locked away, he is going to fuck me senseless."

I was openly crying now and she looked at me with disgust.

"My god you are pathetic. Fuck off back to your room, and stay there until I have left."

I heard her go down the stairs later and the door close as she went off to meet her lover. I went in to the kitchen, finally able to eat now that she had gone. There was a note on the side.

"If you want food, look in the bin. Don't even think about taking something out of the cupboard, I know exactly what's in there."

I lifted the lid off the bin. There was some pasta in there ...