Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

BDSM: My Wife's Submission EP8

"Yes Sir, the boys have noticed and are now pointing it out to the two girls," she replied in a whisper. "The girls

are now laughing and | can hear them callinga slut. Please Sir, can | close my legs now?" she pleaded in

embarrassment. "Not yet slut. Let these young men and women see what a proper little whore you are. | bet

your cunt is getting wet right now, isn't it?" | asked. "Maybe you'd like it if | had you walk over and offer yourself

to them to be their little plaything. Hmm? Would you like that whore?" | asked. | knew my running monologue

was having an effect on her as | could hear her breathing quickening.

After a minute had finally passed, | informed Tina that she could close her legs and turn around to eat her lunch.

By then all of the teenagers were laughing quite loudly, and words like 'slut' and 'skank' could be heard over the

din of the food court.

In the weeks that followed, her work days were filled with similar events. She was still masturbating twice a day

in the public washroom and had now graduated to wearing the butt plug every day from 10am until her second

orgasm at 2pm. I'd also throw in the occasional flashing at the food court, varying the recipients of her charms

from male office workers much older than she was to gaggles of giggling female students and everything in

between. On the weekends that she chome, Tina was kept naked and collared for most of it. It was on one

of these weekends that | finally broke Tina's anal cherry. For this occasion | used the video camera and again

positioned it so that she was staring into the lens as | invaded her anal cavity. | made her describe to the camera

in detail what | was doing and how it was making her feel. When we finally both came, the camera captured her

most powerful orgasm yet. That sweekend, | took back Tina's butt plug and gave her a new one, which

measured 2" across at the fattest part.

Sdays after this, Tina admitted toone evening, during one of our routine phone calls, that her new

lifestyle was helping her cope with the pressures and stress of her new job. She found herself looking forward to

each day as she was never sure what | would have in store for her.

It was during one of these evening phone calls that Tina informedof news she had received that day at work.

She had received word that a manager from one of the district sub-offices was off on sick leave indeterminately,

and that head office wanted Tina to fill in as manager of that office as well. This meant she would be required to

fly into this community twice a month to take care of business there for several days at a time. Though she

accepted the extra work without complaint, | could tell the prospect of the added stress was not sitting well with

her.

It was on her first trip there that she had an unexpected meeting one day at the local mall. She ran into an old

friend of hers, Debbie, who we had met years ago while studying at the suniversity. They had been best

friends back then, but after graduation, and several transfers later, they had lost touch with each other. Now

reunited, they talked like old hens for hours each evening, catching each other up on their lives.

Debbie is very similar to my wife in that she is also a very strong willed and independent woman. She is several

inches taller than Tina and has long curly dark brown hair with dark hazel eyes to match. Her figure is shapely

with breasts slightly smaller than Tina's, and an ass that can turn heads. My wife revealed later to me, that her

friend Debbie had bought a house there several years ago after securing an administrative position with the local

hospital. She indicated that Debbie had offered to let Tina stay at the house each tshe went down for

business, rather than staying in a hotel.

Having an old friend there to stay with each thelped Tina with the transition and the extra work. In no time

at all, the two of them were best of friends again, and they would occasionally get drunk on several bottles of

wine sevenings. It was during one of these drunken times, my wife later confided, that the conversation

eventually turned to sex. As is always the case; lips get loosened whenever alcohol is applied. Debbie ended up

confiding to Tina, that she hadn't had sex in over a year. As they commiserated over that for a bit and more wine

was drunk, my wife inadvertently let slip during the conversation that | had written several sex stories a while

ago.

By this point the girls were so drunk that they were practically falling down and giggling at everything. When

Debbie expressed curiosity to read the stories, it never even occurred to Tina to say no. She promptly stumbled

over to her laptop and quickly navigated to the site where the stories had been uploaded. Pulling up the first one

entitled "My Pet Teacher", Tina passed the laptop to Debbie.

As Debbie read through the story, she'd occasionally mutter an "oh my God" or a "holy shit", but never stopped

reading until she was finished. When she finally looked up from the computer, after several more glasses of wine,

she asked Tina if there were any more. Tina then pulled up the next two stories "The Humiliation of my Wife" and

"Owning my Best Friend's Mom" and once again passed the computer back to Debbie. Once Debbie had finished

reading the last story "The Making of an Office Slut", the conversation remained firmly rooted around sex.

Debbie admitted to my wife that she found herself turned on by the contents of the stories. Later, the two of

them also admitted to each other that neither of them had been with another woman but that they wouldn't be

opposed to trying it. The conversation continued to go downhill from there until late in the evening, the decision

was made to finally call it a night and head to bed.

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I'm sure both of them just chalked

the conversation up to the drunken

ramblings of two best friends, but

upon hearing the StrySeveréhdays

Iter; Began YoRave other ideas. Not

wanting to let my wife in on my

thoughts, for fear she might say no, |

kept things to myself, and never

discussed the matter with her again,

as | began to plan on how to bring

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