1. Husbands Humiliation


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

    She began the training by working on my nails. As my nails became fire engine red one by one, she taught me about colors and cuticles and base coats and other things I never knew, or wanted to know, about. Soon my fingers dried and she moved on to my toes. When those too became bright red, she made me put what I'd learned into practice on her fingers. I learned quickly, but not quickly enough. I made two mistakes and would pay for each. &#034I see you need a lot more practice. You're lucky that I have time tonight to let you correct these mistakes. On work nights, I won't have that time. From now on, I want you to practice on your own nails twice a day.&#034 Stephanie laid out the thirty-three different nail colors in her kit. &#034You will start in the morning by removing the color from the prior night. Then you will replace that color with a new color. When they've dried, I want you to use the Polaroid to take a picture of your work - fingers and toes. Then, in the afternoon, you will replace that color with a new color as well. Take a Polaroid of that one as well. You must go through each color once before repeating a color. When I come home, I will inspect your nails and collect the Polaroids. Then, after dinner, you can fix my nails for the next day.&#034 The next day I did as she asked. It felt strange when I first saw my fingers bright red, but it felt even stranger as I made each of my finger tips silver. When everything had dried, I took the Polaroids and then ...
    started on my chores. I had to work extra hard to finish in time to repaint my nails before Stephanie got home. Stephanie was good for her word, she collected the Polaroids and inspected my fingers and toes with a magnifying glass. After that, she inspected the house and then we ate dinner. In the evening she made me redo her nails. We repeated these events every day. Soon they became normal. At first I hated the idea of painting my nails. I felt humiliated and embarrassed. But after awhile, it just seemed like one more duty. It even became relaxing because I could just sit and watch TV or read my sports magazines as I worked. Soon it even seemed natural to have &#034Rose&#034, &#034Honey&#034 or &#034Mauve&#034 finger tips as I flipped through the Super Bowl preview pages. (I swore I'd never tell anyone, but I actually began to like painting my nails!) Of course, I always removed the polish from my fingers before I went shopping. One night I mistakenly told Stephanie that I didn't mind painting my nails because it gave me my only chance to relax during the day. In and of itself, this was no mistake. The mistake came when I told her that I used that time to watch Sport Center or the national news. The next day, as I sat down with my nail kit, I flipped on the TV to discover that Stephanie had locked out all the channels but the fashion channel and the Women's channel. When she came home that night, I wanted to complain bitterly, but I didn't have the time. I guess she knew my ...
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