1. Husbands Humiliation


    Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    Stephanie laughed and giggled. Richard took his time, but eventually found three colors for me to wear the next day. &#034Those will look lovely on you dear. Now, hurry up and do your fingers, it's nearly 9:00 pm.&#034 Obediently, I worked on my nails as quickly as I could, without making mistakes of course. When I'd finished, Stephanie and Richard inspected my nails. I felt sick to my stomach when Richard held my hand to carry out the inspection. I passed. &#034Good, now pack up your kit. It's 9:00 pm, bed time.&#034 &#034Bed time?&#034 Richard chuckled. &#034Yes. Paula goes to bed at 9:00 pm sharp unless I give her permission to stay up longer.&#034 This explanation was entirely for my benefit since she'd already explained it to him while I summoned my baby doll and nail kit. &#034I don't think we need her up tonight do we?&#034 &#034No. . . I think it would be better if SHE went to bed.&#034 &#034You heard Rick, dear, go to bed. I'll expect to see you in the morning bright and early.&#034 As I clicked my way down the hallway, feeling like a man who'd been castrated, I could hear my wife and my best friend making out on my couch. I don't know how far they carried things that night because my room was too far away to hear anything. Besides, I wouldn't have heard anything through my tears. Oddly, it didn't seem like that big a deal to wear high heeled pumps to the grocery store. I'd been wearing the heels so long at home now that I felt odd in anything else. Between my ...
    exposure to Richard, the pizza boy, the post man and a girl from work who came by occasionally with some documents, and with the guys at the store already calling me Stephanie, it just seemed logical to wear the pumps. Call me crazy, but the pumps became so normal for me so quickly that I didn't think twice about wearing them anywhere! By the way, after the first night, Richard came over more and more often. Soon he came over at least three times a week. Each time I'd prepare dinner for him and Stephanie and then I'd paint her nails as they made out on the couch. Ho hum I guess. Actually, I guess there's no point in lying. This made me furious. But since I couldn't express my fury, it made me feel weak and impotent. In some ways, Richard was worse than Stephanie because I viewed him as a rival for my wife. Sadly, he had the inside track. He knew this too and he did little things to guarantee his position. One night, as Richard and Stephanie sat on the couch making out, I accidentally dropped some pink nail polish on his sock - it's an honest mistake when you have one inch oval nails. He didn't see it that way though. He hit the roof! He began yelling and screaming - calling me sissy and pathetic and a whole host of other names. I cried like a little girl! This only made him angrier. Before I knew what was happening, he literally picked me up and placed me over his knee. SMACK!! SMACK!!! His hand came down on my exposed rear like a hammer! I screamed and squealed! Tears poured down ...
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