I like to keep my submissive wife slim and focused on the needs of myself and my friends. Here is an account of last her life last weekend.
My friend Malik had given me a call earlier in the week as he planned to have a few friends round to his house on Friday night to watch the football. I had previously lent him my wife for his birthday party a few months ago and he and his friends certainly appreciated her skills and entertainment then, so he was asking if he could borrow her again. Of course, I agreed.
It was Friday teatime, my wife and I were at home, and Malik would be collecting my wife in about 2 hours' time.
"Come here darling," I said to her. She came and sat on the floor in front of the couch I was sitting on, looking at me like a loyal expectant dog, just how I trained her.
"You remember Malik?, well he is coming to pick you up in a couple of hours as he has some friends over at his place and he would like you there to entertain them all."
She shifted slightly and looked a little apprehensive, a shiver crept over her body, as she recalled the last time she went there. After a moment she nodded consent, she knew better than to disobey me.
I had laid her clothes out on the bed beforehand, together with a written list of precise instructions for her to follow.
"I have left your list on the bed." I said, "off you go."
She felt excited and nervous at the same time, but quickly bounded up the stairs with enthusiasm. She picked up the list and proceeded to follow my instructions.
Firstly, she had a long, warm shower and shave, removing all body hair below her eyebrows. The water felt warm and comforting against her skin and she started to relax and relish the warmth. Before leaving the shower she also carried out a full douche and colonic irrigation, ensuring she was clean inside and out.
Once this was done you could clearly see her pubic area tattoo. She has three tattoos. The first is on her pubic area, just above her vagina. It has been inked to my design in a bold clear font, and says "Please Hurt Me," simple and to the point in my opinion.
The second tattoo is on her lower back just above her coccyx. It says, "My name is Cunt" and is placed so it can be read by me, or anyone whom I choose, when using her anally.
I will refer to my slave wife as Cunt as this story continues, her real name is of no consequence, in any case she is used to answering to Cunt.
The third and final tattoo is the only one normally publicly visible. It is on her upper left arm and can be read when she wears short sleeved or sleeveless tops. It is a small motif made up of letters and number "R2BF" If anyone asks her what it means she knows she must always answer truthfully, and so I choose when it is visible, it stands for "Ready to be Fucked."
After drying herself from the shower and applying some Chanel perfume I had chosen for her, she started to dress.
First, she picked up the hold-up fishnet stockings and lovingly caressed them as she smoothed them up her slender legs until the elasticated tops were at her upper thighs, holding them snugly in place. She loved the look and feel of them, as do I, I am a true leg and heels man.
Next was a simple thick black rubber corset with steel boning. This had been shaped to fit under her breasts and support them from underneath but leaving them exposed and pushed forwards for show. As she tightened the laces on the corset, she felt like it was a comforting but firm hug around her body. As her torso conformed to its shape, she looked in the mirror. She really did like the way it made her look and she was very proud of her breasts, slightly on the small side but firm and pierced nipples with rings in. She also started to feel aroused, she likes looking like a slut.
There is no need for her to wear a thong or panties - she knows that she must give instant and full access to any of her holes at any time. She has become accustomed to me inserting whatever I want in my choice of hole whenever and wherever I want.
Therefore, the last item I had laid out for her was the pair of high heeled platform shoes I had chosen. They are simple black patent stiletto heels with a 5-inch heel height, 2-inch platform, and ankle straps.
She sits down to put these on, feeling them constrain her feet and making sure the fishnet stockings are smooth. When I purchased these for her I made sure they were half a size too small. I want her to experience some discomfort and pain wearing them, reminding her of what a pain slut she is.
Next, she tightens each ankle strap which is held in place with a small padlock which give a satisfying click as they lock on. She feels another warm rush in her vagina knowing she has no way of removing her shoes without my permission as I have the only set of keys.
She has one final read of the list to check she has completed everything and then comes downstairs to me.
She stands before me feeling warm and aroused. Legs shoulder width apart, arms folded behind back with each hand grasping the opposite arm's elbow. Breasts pushed forwards and eyes downcast. She looks amazing in just the stockings, corset, and platform shoes.
As I walk slowly around her she does not move, but quivers imperceptibly with excitement. As I come round to be in front of her again, I insert two fingers into her cunt, swiftly and without any foreplay. This catches her slightly off guard and she takes a sharp breath in but maintains her pose.
I am pleased to feel she is wet, and my fingers slide in easily, she is clearly excited. I remove my fingers and offer them up to her mouth. Eagerly she takes my fingers and starts to suck them clean. She has become accustomed to her own taste and craves it. This just serves to increase her excitement and subservience even more.
The doorbell rings, this must be Malik. "Don't move!" I say to Cunt as I go and let Malik in. "Welcome, great to see you, come on in." I say. Malik enters the lounge, and his jaw drops open as he sees my wife standing there on display.
"Wow she looks fuckable!" "Yes, indeed I hope she is," I say.
Whilst Malik and Cunt stand there looking at each other I get my wife a long flowing winter coat from the closet and lovingly wrap her in it. We embrace and kiss deeply, her tongue enters my mouth, and she presses her body against mine. She is horny, as am I, but it will be my turn for pleasure when she returns.
I break the tension by handing Malik a small bag. He looks inside to find some essentials, 2 leather handcuffs, a blindfold, a ring gag and 21 poker chips. The purpose of the poker chips will become clear to you, dear reader, later in the story, but Malik knows what they are for.
I bid them both a good evening and Malik leads the way out of the door with my wife following close behind. I watch them both get into his car and drive off.
It is only a 10-minute drive to Maliks house. He pulls up on the driveway then gets out and walks around the car and opens the door for my wife. He helps her to her feet; those high platform heels can make getting out of a low sports car a little tricky.
As they enter the house, she feels excited with butterflies in her stomach. The house is very warm with the heating on. Malik takes her coat, then beckons her to follow him into the warmly lit lounge.
"Stand here Cunt!" says Malik gesturing to the middle of the room. The use of her name, Cunt, jolts her mind. She stands as she has been trained, legs apart hands behind back and eyes downcast. Her vagina is now very wet indeed.
Malik briefly disappears then comes back with a clear Perspex designer chair which he places in the middle of the room. This allows for anyone sitting on the chair to be clearly seen from all angles as it is completely see-through. Perspex is a great invention.
One final addition, Malik places a rather large black ribbed rubber dildo in the middle of the seat of the chair. The dildo has a suction base so it stays firmly in place on the chair. Mailk sits on the sofa facing the chair.
"Please be seated, Cunt." He says gesturing towards the chair and dildo.
As Cunt turns to face the chair her heart skips a beat. She feels a rush of warmth and excitement all over her body. She walks over to the chair, turns to face Malik on the sofa, and starts to lower herself onto the large dildo.
She does this carefully whilst being conscious of putting on a good show for Malik. Judging by the huge erection she can see in his trousers it is working. After some seductive gyrating of her pelvis, she is firmly impaled on the dildo. Her legs are spread, her naked ass pressed against the back of the seat, and her arms folded behind the backrest of the chair.
Her pubic tattoo, "Please hurt me" is pushed slightly forwards because of the dildo inside of her and "My name is Cunt" can be seen clearly through the back of the clear chair. Her excitement has increased, and she feels her cunt muscles tighten and grip the dildo more with every slight move of her body.
The room is tense with just the two of them there, facing each other in silence. The tension is broken by the doorbell ringing.
