My Bully
- That's Juicy! 14
- Remove It! 6
My bully made me strip and wear nude pantyhose for him while he wrestled me on the bed, held me down, tickled my feet till I was ready to pass out and then edged me till I came everywhere. Then he made me get dressed still in pantyhose and told me to leave. Every week he would make me come back and do it all over again.
I forgot one detail: he’s a jacked tatted black man
My wife confessed that she had a similar thing with her boss a couple of years ago and she says the humiliation and degradation is like a lightning bolt for her. She knows its messed up and has been to therapy but held back except she told me. Her bully abuser made her kiss and lick his ahole.
My turn to confess, its so completely fucked but it got me rock hard too. Unrelated, the guy changed jobs and moved so its not ongoing. Sometimes I try to duplicate it for her when we're in bed but I'm just not a prick enough. Lol
My wife has reluctantly tied me up for years, in pretty extreme rubber bondage, and helped herself to my best efforts, either end. Then she met my divorced boss at the office party, and was extremely taken with him, instantly. Invited him to dinner the following Friday evening, and flirted outrageously with him, at the dinner table, as he took in my obvious submissive role, making the meal, serving the meal, clearing up, and doing the dishes.
You seem to have him well trained!" he commented. "Pity that doesn't extend to his job performance!"
"I need his paycheck!" she declared "so tell me what I need to do, to make him more acceptable to your needs, at work...I'll see that it gets done!
"Sounds great!" he said much amused "But I'd really love to watch..."
"Seriously?&qu ot; she asked, and he nodded confirmation. She turned to me- "Go to the bedroom, and assume the position! If you refuse, I will make your life even more of a living hell!"
So I did as ordered, getting into the rubberized canvas hooded strait-jacket, as best I could, after shedding my sweats. She brought him with her, and between them I was buckled tightly into the device, and stood there helpless, my stiffening cock jutting out under the hem, to their great amusement. That was a long long weekend, and at the end of it, they had utterly broken my will, and turned me into HIS willing slave, and total enabler at work, anxious to obey and cooperate. He became a regular visitor at weekends, and I had to lie on the bed, helpless and hooded, and listen to them making love, endlessly, before teasing my caged cock into an agony of frustration, which feels like it will be permanent. He's already talking about selling his house, and moving in with us, and she's all too happy to encourage him to take that final step...