A/N: This story contains elements of cuckqueaning, breeding, humiliation, and feet. If you are not interested do not keep reading.
Story:
I am standing at the kitchen counter chopping up vegetables for dinner, only wearing an apron to protect my naked body. My thighs are wet with anticipation for my master to return home from work. Master hasn't let me cum all week in punishment for cumming without permission. He mentioned today before leaving for work that this evening will mark the end of my punishment. I hear my phone bing and I pick it up to see a text from master.
"I will be bringing a friend home with me tonight. Be on your best behavior slut. I expect you to be naked and on your knees at the door when I get there."
I frown. He wants me naked while his friend is here. I hurry and finish up dinner, making an extra plate for the mystery guest. I take off my apron and hurry to kneel at the door. My thighs are coated in my arousal as I wait kneeling.
I hear the door start to open and I immediately look down waiting for master to address me.
"Anna." Master mutters grabbing my hair yanking my head back and giving me a boyish smile "Such a good little slut waiting for her master."
I nod eagerly loving the praise. I see a slender hand wrap around his arm and my heart drops.
"Baby. Are you going to introduce me?" I follow the hand and find a stunningly gorgeous women standing in our entry way. My mouth parts in shock. Baby? I frantically look back at master and find him smirking down at me.
"Of course, my love. Anna this is my girlfriend, Marissa." Master says stroking my face. My heart drops. Girlfriend? I am his wife. Master yanks my head back using my hair and my neck groans in protest. "Don't be rude you worthless slut."
I whimper and a tear slides down my face. "Nice to meet you, Marissa." I cry out.
"Baby should we have her call me mistress. So, she knows her place." Marissa coos into my master's ear.
"That is a lovely idea. Cumdump, you will refer to Marissa as mistress from now on." he says wiping the tears from my cheeks.
I nod weakly. Despite my heart hurting my pussy is impossibly wet. I stare up at master waiting for my next orders.
"Show us to the dining room slut. I want to have dinner before desert." he laughs kissing Marissa. I flinch at the sight.
I stand up, leading them into the dining room. As they get seated, I start to set the table, they pay me no attention.
"May I eat with you both master?" I whimper out while bringing their plates to the dining table. Before master could open his mouth Marissa answers "No."
"Yes mistress." I say my mouth agape. I quickly leave the dining room and make myself a plate to eat alone in the kitchen. The sound of them laughing and talking floats out of the dinning room. I quickly finish my meal incase they need me to do anything for them. I don't hear master call for me until an hour later.
"Slut!" master barks.
I rush into the dining room "Clean up this mess. Then bring Marissa and I a drink." he says getting up from the table.