1. Husbands Humiliation


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

    air. These arms belonged to Master Todd. Standing behind him was a second young man, who I was to call Master Michael. &#034It's so good to see you again! Give me a kiss, for old time sake!&#034 &#034It's good to see you too again Master Todd.&#034 I held out with the kiss. He noticed my hesitation. &#034Come on, don't make me box your nose.&#034 I got the hint. I leaned closer and planted my lips on his. He'd grown a bit and I had to stand on tip-toes, even though I wore four inch heels! When he released me, I curtseyed to Master Michael as I was now required. He could barely f***e himself to pull his eyes away from my legs. I felt an erection beginning at the humiliation of being eyed by this boy. I acted quickly by placing my hands over my penis. &#034My friend Michael is going to stay with us while I'm back. Won't that be fun?&#034 Fun is not what I would call it. Well, ok, part of it was fun, but weird. For the next several months, Master Todd and Master Michael fought for my affections. Both inundated me with date requests. Mistress of course made me accept one date each week, alternating between the two boys. During the week, the boys brought me little gifts like flowers, chocolates and nighties. They watched me as I worked in my uniforms, often pinching my rear or tweaking my nipples. Then one of them hit upon the idea of leaving me little romantic notes in his pants pockets which he'd given me to be washed. Mistress liked to make me read these notes at the dinner ...
    table before her, the two boys, and Master Howard. Of course, the boys treated me much better than Mistress or Master Howard. They would open doors for me, carry large packages, pull out my chair when I sat down and so on. I felt positively feminine. If I'd been at all gay this would have been absolutely wonderful. Since I wasn't, this was merely entertaining; and, to tell the truth, a little fun. I don't get much interaction with people anymore and this was a chance to deal with someone who didn't view me entirely as a slave. Frankly, I liked the attention. The only thing I missed was sexual contact with a real woman. I wanted to touch Mistress so badly. And seeing Master Howard walk around naked, sometimes with Mistress running her fingers up and down his massive erection, I wished that could be me - with the erection, not feeling it. One day the boys became very nasty with each other. Apparently, their oft-stated desire to go further with me had come to a head. As I stretched to dust the top of a book case in Mistress' office, the boys came storming in. You know, a quick aside here. I just realized that for weeks, Mistress had been leaving the paper from the prior day in her office. Sometimes she forgot to lock the door. Other times she let me in to clean the office. I saw the paper sitting there the whole time and I never once thought of picking it up? What was wrong with me? Back to the confrontation. Master Todd was the first to speak. &#034Look here Paula. We've been ...
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