An Adultress' Karma - Sex Stories

An Adultress' Karma

... was going to do to me when Charlie decided to pick up the pace.

Ever watch a woman get reamed by a dog on drugs? It’s not a pretty sight. Charlie came three times by the time Mick showed up. The first time, I though Marie was in genuine distress, but when I went to check, I could see the bulge of his knot breaking through the edge of her cunt. A few minutes later, he started his jackhammer pace again. This time, I sat on the couch so I could watch the show better. When my spouse came to check on me I told him that I was watching for an serious medical issues for Marie.

“You lying bitch! You’re sitting there getting off on this!” I turned and gave her a sweet smile.

“Oh Marie, why would I take such pleasure in your pain and humiliation? Do you really think I’m that petty?” I sashayed forward and leaned down so I could look at her, giving my spouse a full view of my naked pussy when my own night gown rode up my ass. “If I wanted to humiliate you, I would have asked your best friend to take the kids because your husband decided to tie you down and have the dog rape you while he circled jerked with his buddies.” I stood up with a gasp, “Oops!” I was still giggling when my husband left and I was back on the couch. After another twenty minutes of Charlie rutting with his bitch, he started to whimper and whine, I started to comfort him, all while Marie bitched and cried. After Charlie calmed down, I settled in for the fun part of the evening. Reading the conversation ...

... taking place on the wives group. Nothing gets a pack of military wives out of bed faster than juicy gossip.

I took great pleasure in reading the conversation to her in real time. Whenever she asked me to stop, I would pause, console the dog, then start again. She may not have deserved the rape, but she did deserve the humiliation. Flirting with my husband was one thing, trying to solicit him into a relationship behind my back? Fuck you bitch. You deserve what the wives are saying. Every. Single. Word.

Mick arrived a little over two hours after he had said he would, “I had trouble at the gates, needed to call the MPs to verify why I was here.” He pulled out his phone, snapped a few pictures, and got to work giving Charlie a sedative and hooking him to an IV.

“It’s not going to kill him, but he’s going to be dehydrated and sore. I’ll be able to treat him when I get home,” He looked down at Marie, “You can start untying her, there’s an MP in the driveway waiting for her.”

“What do you mean, you get home with him? Where are you taking my dog?” Marie started flailing.

“Well miss, your dog was used in a rape case. If he’s not surrendered to a registered rescue organization, he’ll be put down,” Mick was petting Charlie, who was already starting to feel the effects of the sedative, “And I could never let that happen to such a sweet boy.” Mick gave me a wink.

“Sorry Marie, the dog is gone. And you have other things to worry about,” I pull up my phone and show her the ...