Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

BDSM: My Wife's Submission EP20

With glassy eyes she looked up atwith a big smile and nodded her head yes.

"Good. When the next song comes on, | want you to grab Rob and drag him to the dance floor with you. You will

then dance very sluttishly for him. At the end of the dance you will grab the bottom of your shirt and very quickly

flash him your tits. You will then just keep dancing with Tina until | tell you otherwise. Is that clear?" | asked.

A very low "yes Sir" was her response.

When the next song con, Debbie grabbed Tina's wrist with one hand and Rob's with the other and dragged

them onto the dance floor. The timing couldn't have been more perfect. Amy had just gotten up moments before

to head to the bar to get sdrinks and was unaware of what was happening. When she returned and noticed

the table empty save for myself, she raised her eyebrows questioningly at me. | motioned with a nod of my head

towards the dance floor. When she turned around to look, her mouth practically fell open in shock. There was

Debbie gyrating sluttishly against Rob, grabbing her own breasts and completely oblivious to those around her.

The song was just coming to a close then and, remembering my instructions to her, Debbie grabbed the bottom

of her blouse and quickly flashed Rob her naked breasts.

This of course did not go unnoticed by Amy. The look of pure malevolence on her face was priceless. If looks

could kill, Debbie would have been dead on the dance floor.

Sitting next to Amy | leaned over and asked, "did you just see what Debbie did?" As if | was shocked by her

behavior as well. Briefly glancing atshe nodded her head yes before returning to glare at Debbie. Leaning

over | continued, "wait here for a second."

| then got up and walked towards the dance floor until | was able to get Debbie's attention. With one hand |

gestured for her to cto me. Not waiting for Debbie, | then turned around and walked back to the table sitting

down next to Amy. Thankfully Rob and Tina stayed out on the dance floor and continued to dance to the next

song.

When Debbie was close enough | gestured for her to stand in front of Amy and I. Knowing that something was

wrong, Debbie kept her eyes downcast and waited forto speak.

"It's obvious that you've had too much to drink," | said condescendingly. "Apparently that means you don't know

how to act appropriately around others," | continued to scold. Her cheeks began to redden as | continued. "So

you think it's alright to show your breasts to other married men?" | asked, my voice rising in volume. "You like

acting like a whore do you?"

The use of the word whore brought Amy's head around to stare atfor a moment, not believing what she had

just heard and not understanding why Debbie wasn't responding to such a derogatory word. It wasn't enough to

mute Amy's anger though and she quickly went back to glaring at Debbie.

We were standing in the far corner of the bar and there weren't any other patrons around us to see what was

happening so | pressed on in my most angry and disgusted voice. "You like showing your tits whore? You think its

OK? Well then, why don't you just lift up your shirt again so we can all see them?"

Debbie knew it was not a request and with only the slightest hesitation she grasped the bottom of her blouse

and once again lifted it up over her naked breasts and held it there. Her face was a dark shade of red as she

stood semi naked in front of our neighbor. Leaning over to a shocked Amy | advised, "I have to tell you,

sometimes Debbie acts out inappropriately and needs to be punished. Don't you whore?"

Still holding her shirt up over her breasts she meekly responded, "yes Sir."

"Since you have offended Amy, would you like her to punish you for your behavior?" "Yes Sir."

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"Ccloser then," | ordered. She moved forward until her legs were touching our knees. This was where my

carefully laid plan could ccrashing down around me. | was hoping that Amy would be both disgusted with

Debbie's submissive behavior and that she had perhaps a bit of a mean streak in her.

With a deep breath, | pushed on. "Amy, | think it would be an appropriate punishment for flashing her tits at your

husband if you were to grab her nipples and give them a hard squeeze."

"What?!" Amy exclaimed.

Before she could continue to protest | pushed on. "You see Amy, this whore doesn't really want you to know her

dark little secret. The truth is this whore gets turned on by being humiliated, used and abused. So much so, that

she has given herself to Tina and | to do with as we see fit."

Stunned silence followed as the wheels began to spin wildly in Amy's head. "You can do anything you want to her

and she won't protest?" With a small shake of my head, "anything."

Turning to Debbie | ordered, "whore, ask this nice lady to punish your nipples for you."

"P... P... Please Ma'am, will you punish my tits? Please squeeze my nipples hard. Please teacha lesson for

being bad," she stammered quietly.

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