Naughty Wife's Plan

by Reed James

  A muffled, wordless cry escaped Evie's lips.

  Her pleasure receded. Grace shook beneath her. Frank had buried his cock into her wax covered cunt, fucking the slut hard. Her large breasts jiggled and flopped, hardened wax cracking as they jiggled, pink flecking off. She tilted the candle, adding fresh puddles and new gasps from the bitch.

  “Nipple clamps,” Frank ordered.

  “Oh, yes!” Grace gasped into Evie's pussy. “Do it!

  She blew the candle out and droped it on the nightstand, then scopped up the pair of nipple clamps resting on the dark-stained wood. The clamps jaws were spring traps like little an alligator's mouth. She pushed on the end, opening the tiny jaws, then reached down to grasp the bitch's huge breast, and clamped the mouth on the fat nipple. Grace howled, her hips bucking.

  “Oh, fuck! That hurt's so good! Do the other one!”

  “What a pain slut!” Frank grunted, grinning at Evie. She nodded her head, the leather mask creaking.

  Evie ground her pussy harder on Grace's face, a new itch forming as she clamped the second one. The bitch's moans vibrated through her pussy, sending wonderful shudders through her body. Frank reached out, tugging on one, stretching the bitch's nipple, then drove his rock-hard cock into her depths, the bed creaking as he fucked her hard.

  “Fuck the bitch,” Evie moaned, no longer caring about remaining silent. “Fuck the lying, cheating bitch! Use her for your cum dump, Master!”

  “Yes!” groaned Grace. “Fuck me! Cum in me! I'm just a filthy bitch!”

  “She's just a dirty whore!” laughed Frank. “Not like you, Evie.”

  Grace's lips froze on her pussy.

  “Don't stop licking,” purred Evie, reaching behind her head to unzip her mask, her black hair spilling out in a sweaty mess around her shoulders, her nose no longer filled with the scent of leather. “Put that lying tongue to good use!”

  “What's going on?” Grace demanded.

  “Keep licking my pussy, bitch!” Evie hissed, pulling on her other nipple clamp. Both the bitch's large tits were now stretched. “We're just treating you the way you deserve to be treated! As a bitch! Nothing more than a filthy whore for men and women to satiate their lusts with!”

  “Just a whore!” Frank growled, his hips thrusting harder. “Say it, slave!”

  “No!”

  “I can feel how hot your cunt is! You love it! You want to be treated like a whore. Deep down inside you burn to be dominated! Admit it! Call me Master!”

  He tugged harder on her nipple clamp. “Yes!” Grace gasped. “Treat me like a whore! I do love it! I love any pleasure! Dump your cum in me, Master!”

  “Why'd you do it, bitch?” Frank demanded, his groin slapping into her pussy. “Why did you try to destroy our marriage?”

  “I was bored!” she moaned. “You two seemed to love each other so much, and I thought it would be fun to destroy your marriage.”

  “You fucking cunt!” Evie hissed and gave her nipple clamp a second tug. “That's it. You were just bored?”

  “Yes!” she gasped. “I'm a terrible bitch! Punish me! Umm, make me hurt and cum! I deserve it! I'm your bitch!”

  “Then suck your Mistress's pussy until she cums!” growled Frank, tugging on her other nipple clamp; Evie loved the sight of Grace's nipple stretching then snapping back when Frank let go, her breasts jiggling wildly.

  Grace's tongue licked through Evie's pussy, eager and fast. “That's it, whore! Pleasure your, Mistress!”

  “I am, Mistress! I'll make you cum so hard! And drink all your juices!”

  “What a slut!” sneered Frank, pumping faster, leaning over her body, his strong arm seizing Evie's neck, pulling her face to his. “Cream her lying mouth.”

  “Yes, Master,” Evie moaned, then their lips met, his strong tongue thrusting into her mouth. She moaned into his lips, his love and strength mixing with the lust the bitch's tongue was generating in her pussy.

  Her passion climbed, scaling to the peak of her orgasm. She gave another tug on the nipple clamp, Grace's moan vibrating through her sex. She neared the top, her climax within her grasp. She reached her peak and moaned her rapture into Frank's mouth. Her body shook. Her vision danced with darkness and stars. Grace moaned and swallowed her cream.

  “Fuck,” Evie panted, slipping off the bitch and sprawling on the bed.

  Grace looked over at her, licking her lips. “You tasted so wonderful, Mistress.”

  “Shut up, bitch!” She reached out, tugging on the nipple piercing. “Slaves talk when spoken to.”

  “Sorry, Mistress.”

  Evie touched her husband's thigh, squeezing his hard muscle as he plowed the bitch, her breasts shaking, the nipple clamps glinting as they bounced about. “Cum in the little whore. Baste her cunt!”

  “Yes, dear!”

  He leaned over the bitch, his hips pumping. Grace writhed, her wrists pulling at her handcuffs. “Cum in me, Master!” she moaned. “Oh, my god! I'm your whore!”

  He seized a nipple clamp, pulling hard. Grace's green eyes rolled back in her head as a low growl escaped her lips, her hips bucking against Frank's groin. Evie smiled as her husband's face twisted with passion, his eyes squeezing shut. He buried into the whore.

  “Take it all, slut!”

  “Oh, Master!” Grace quivered. “Flood me! Oh, yes!”

  Frank grunted, his hips bucked one last time, then he pulled out. White cum leaked out, mixing with the pink wax staining her fiery-red hair. Grace had quite the mess to clean up. The bitch looked at Frank, licking her lips, her hips still twitching—she must have been so close to cumming.

  “Thank your Master for his cum,” Evie admonished, slapping one of Grace's big tits.

  “Sorry, Mistress.” She looked at Frank. “Thank you for dumping your cum into me, Master.”

  Her hips twitched and she pressed her thighs together. “Do you want to cum, slave?” Frank asked.

  “Yes, Master.”

  He shot a glance at Evie. She shoved her fingers between the bitch's thigh, pinching her clit. “Cum, slave.”

  “Yes!” she moaned, her hips bucking, panting like a bitch as her orgasm rocked her body. Evie pulled her fingers out, grimacing, then held them up to Grace's face. “Clean my fingers, bitch. They're filthy with your slime.”

  As Grace licked her fingers clean, Evie smiled at her husband. Her anger had flowed out of her body with her orgasm. Grace's marriage would be destroyed for real. The bitch deserved it. What was the point in holding a grudge any longer?

  Chapter Five: Anniversary

  Grace's nipples still ached as she pulled her jaguar into the large garage at her house, a mansion on the shores of Lake Washington. The dog collar was still tight about her neck. She had been given orders to keep the collar on until her husband came home and Grace was surprised to find herself obeying when she left her Master's sight.

  This afternoon had definitely not been boring.

  While Grace had been surprised to learn that Evie was the masked woman, that just made the sex even hotter. Evie and Frank were punishing Grace for her little game and she found being their sex slave to be so much fun. She had surrendered control to them, submitting and placing her pleasure in their hands, and they had given her such an orgasm. She had never felt so alive.

  She was definitely going back and letting them dominate her again. Her pussy, still matted with dried wax and cum, was growing wet, itching at the thought of submitting to the couple and being disciplined again.

  “I need to find other ways to be naughty,” she mused, stepping out of her Jaguar and setting the alarm.

  Grace strode into the house, entering the kitchen, nodding to the cook who was busy at the stove. He shot her a glance, then went back at his cooking, his shoulders hunched as he diced some vegetables. Grace didn't pay the help any mind. She entered the dining room and froze. Her husband and several men—his lawyers, she realized—were sitting at the table, documents spread out across it as well as several laptops.
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  Thomas looked up at her, his chiseled face, only beginning to show wrinkles, was carved from granite, his gray eyes flinty. She swallowed, feeling suddenly nervous, like a little girl stepping into her daddy's office while he was working. Everyone in the room went quiet, all their eyes staring down at their papers or computer screens.

  “Hi, honey,” she said, trying to sound airy. Why is no one looking at me? “What's going—”

  “You didn't even take off the collar.”

  She swallowed, the collar suddenly tight about her neck. “This? It's just the latest fashion.”

  He turned one of the laptops around and hit a key. “Do you know why you're being disciplined?” Frank's voice rasped from the poor-quality laptop speakers.

  There she was, plain as the sunrise, being disciplined by Evie. The bottom dropped out of her stomach. Master and Mistress set me up. “Honey, I can explain.”

  “I'd love to hear you try,” her husband growled. “Along with what you've done with all the money I've donated to your charity.” He hit another key on the laptop.

  “Run this stupid charity,” she heard herself say followed by a malicious laugh. “The idiot gives me money all the time for it.”

  A hysteric laugh bubbled from Grace's throats and she stumbled, catching herself on the back of a dining room chair. Her marriage was over. And her prenup was quite clear about infidelity. She had thought she had played a devious game, but Master and Mistress were far more ruthless and cunning. She slumped into the chair and didn't say a word as the lawyers began to explain just what was going to happen to her.

  ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~

  “That was an amazing dinner,” Evie smiled as they pulled out of the restaurant. “I can't believe you got my parents to fly in without me finding out.”

  “Cherry's work,” Frank laughed, enjoying the radiant smile on his wife's lips. “Happy anniversary.”

  She leaned over and kissed him. “We should hurry home. I've been so naughty tonight.”

  “Oh, how?” Curiosity burned inside him. He hadn't notice her playing any games during dinner.

  She lifted up the skirt of her dark-blue cocktail dress. She wore no panties; her shaved pussy glistened in a passing streetlight. “Aren't I a naughty wife?”

  “I guess I'll have to spank you,” he grinned, his cock throbbing in his pants.

  “More trouble for Grace Davenport-Myers today,” the soft, monotone voice of the NPR announcer said; Frank reached over and turned the car radio up. “Her charity, Women First, has closed its doors today amid rumors of embezzlement. This follows on the heels of her impending divorce from tech-billionaire Thomas Davenport, CEO of Microtech. Rumors abound of Mrs. Davenports involvement in sex parties and a notorious swingers club in Mercer Island, Washington. Mrs. Davenport's lawyers released only a terse statement today: 'Please respect my client's privacy as she goes through this most difficult time in her life.' In other news...”

  Evie let out a wicked laugh. “I've definitely been naughty.”

  His wife's plan had went off without a hitch. Cherry's husband had done an amazing job bouncing the nanny cam's stream through anonymizers and off-shore web servers so Steve's involvement hadn't been exposed to his employer. Frank was still amazed at his wife's ruthless ingenuity and often joked that he better stay on her good side.

  “Can't you drive any faster,” Evie moaned, fidgeting in her seat. “I've been wet all evening.”

  “Patience,” he admonished, reaching out and squeezing her thigh. “It's not a punishment if you get what you want.”

  “Yes, Master,” she smiled. He did so love it when she called him that.

  Twenty minutes later he pulled into their driveway, parking the car in the garage. He got out quickly, racing around to her side of the car and holding the door open for her. She smiled, taking his hand with her delicate fingers, then wrapped her arm in his and leaned her head on his shoulder.

  “A magical night,” she sighed.

  “Here's hoping for another fourteen years,” Frank smiled.

  “It'll be another fifty,” she promised, tightening her arm about his. “I'm not letting you get away.”

  They opened the garage door stepping into their kitchen. Grace waited, kneeling naked save for her dog collar tight about her neck. She had been more than eager to become their submissive on a more permanent basis after the destruction of her marriage. Evie had won, and Grace seemed to find great joy in surrendering all her cares and desires to them.

  “Good evening, Master, Mistress,” she said, looking up at them. “How may I serve you tonight?”

  “Evie's been naughty again. Fetch the paddle.”

  END

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