1. Stroker Ace(Part 2 of 2)


    Date: 8/20/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: the_lady_of_shalott, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    understand, pet?” She repeated with firmer voice that clearly meant trouble. “Y-yes, yes ma'am.” “Good girl. Now...” Kitty turned to Evan and went back to her seductive tone, purring just like a kitten. “Your wife was awfully rude tonight and was a very bad hostess.” “Was she?” Evan seemed mockingly surprised and looked down at his obedient bride savoring the sight of her on her knees. “How awful of her.” “She called me names and didn't even acknowledge me as a person. She was also incredibly mean to you when all you wanted to do was help. And if what you said was true these are not her only sins.” Annabelle shivered with fear and squeezed her fingers tighter as she expected Evan's answer. “Yes, these were actually the least of her sins.” Evan uttered slowly and his next words were filled with potent rage and pain. “I could forgive her for being bitchy and cranky at the end of the working day. But I don't take it lightly when I'm accused of marital rape.” “I never accused you of that!” Annabelle cried out even if she knew that would get her in trouble. “I just...” “Yes, you implied that I took advantage of you and got you drunk on purpose. That I used you for my pleasure without your consent. I've been living in fear that some day something would click at that messed up brain of yours and you'll decide to tell someone else or press charges.” He reached out and grabbed her by the ponytail forcing her to meet his eyes. “Guess what, though? It was your choice to get drunk and ...
    you were the one who initiated it. Something more...” His breath caressed her face despite that his tone was anything but gentle. “You fucking loved it! You were begging for more and riding my cock all night long as if you couldn't get enough, like a horny slut. But that doesn't really fit into Little Miss Perfect. So what do you do? Make me a rapist. Convenient.” He let go of her hair and pushed her back with contempt. Annabelle could beg and explain, try to tell him it was more complicated than that but in the end Evan was right. He paid for her own shame and insecurities and she couldn't pretend to be blind. “I... I'm sorry.” “That is quite the start, Annabelle, but at this point it is simply not good enough.” Evan said plainly. “So... we have general bitchiness, bad personality and self denial. You're in for some punishment tonight, sweetheart. We will start with good old spanking. Climb on my lap so I can show him how you long to be disciplined. Twenty smacks.” The woman froze at her spot and gulped heavily trying to find the voice of reason. It told her she could have gotten away with one simple “red”. Just one word and the humiliation would be through. Annabelle crawled to Kitty's chair and carefully pushed her small body up so she would lie on top of her legs. Evan pulled his chair aside so that his wife's face was facing the bulge in his pants . She pressed her tits to the woman's gathered legs and rested trying to calm her breathing. The velveteen fingers that ran ...
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