her bed, but there was a naughty undertone to her voice when she told me whatto pack. “Make sure you bring your toy bag, because you never know what might happen.” I didn’t think to ask her exactly what
she had in mind, probably because my nipples were erect and brushing against my blouse and my pussy was humming with anticipation.
Before I’d met Neil, Chloe had been my top, but with Neil, I’d found myself wanting to be the dominant one, which suited him
just fine.
While I waited for Neil to come home, I took care of the packing, pulling out my latex miniskirt and his leather jockstrap,
along with our toy-bag essentials. When he walked in the door, he was astounded to find me wearing spiky pumps, the mini with
thigh-high fishnet stockings, and a skintight black latex top. “Polish me,” I insisted, pressing the can of lube and a rag
into his hands. Watching him diligently shining me up, his hands moving over my nipples, stomach, and back as he did, made
me smile. He was such a good slave, always more than eager to do anything I requested. I had him load our luggage into the
car and we set off for the hour-long ride, during which I teased him by pulling up my skirt to reveal my panty-covered cunt
but didn’t let him touch me.
When we arrived, Chloe showed us to our room and whispered in my ear, “I’ll be back in an hour for you.” She pinched my ass
as she exited, giving me a little thrill. I took the opportunity to immediately strip my husband and tether him facedown to
the large bondage bed, which was conveniently equipped with ringswhere I could fasten the ropes. Neil squirmed happily, trying to hide the grin on his face. But when I changed into lingerie
and heels and took the riding crop from my bag, tapping it lightly against his ass to signal what was in store, he tried to
stifle his grin. I reached beneath him and fondled his cock for a moment, then slipped my hand up to stroke his nipple before
delivering the first blow. Without my needing to even tell him, he yelled, “One, Mistress!” and I smiled as he continued to
count. I kept up a steady pace, reddening his ass and the backs of his thighs as he writhed in his bonds, welcoming the sweet,
familiar sensation that always made him fuck like a stallion.
At the count of twenty, both of us were amped up and bathed in sweat, and even though she was a little early, that’s when
Chloe chose to make her entrance. Though I hadn’t bottomed to her since Neil and I had gotten together, I felt all the familiar
submissive stirrings inside me. “Jane, you naughty girl, I see you’ve started without me. Hand me that crop. You need to be
punished.” I handed it to her, swallowing as she walked right up to me. She pulled down the lace of my teddy so my breasts
hung out, and I felt even more exposed than if she’d stripped me naked. Neil moaned as, from the corner of his eye, he watched
Chloe pull and pinch my nipples until I moaned, a trickle of wetness escaping from my aching pussy.
“Since you’ve already occupied the bed, you’ll have to stand,” she said, clucking in disappointment as shepositioned me so one hand rested on the bedpost while my legs were spread in a wide V shape. She stepped back, surveying first
me, then Neil. She approached the bed, running her hand over his tight ass, briefly fondling his balls, then smacking each
ass cheek once, hard. “There’ll be time for you later, slave. For now just stay put and watch,” she told him.
She walked around so she was near the two of us, then slid the crop between my legs, sawing it forward and back so my pussy
throbbed. She tapped the flat tip against my pussy lips, increasing the rate and intensity. I gripped the bed, flexing my
other hand as the warmth permeated my whole body, radiating outward from my pussy. My face was scrunched together in arousal,
and I started to bear down to meet the crop’s strokes. The minute I did that, she
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