Now that my corner time is up, I can write this chapter.
What a day. Some of it is just a blur, but I'll try to recall as much as possible.
The morning started with Becky under the covers giving me a most wonderful wake up call. She rarely performs orally on me, never without me begging. Today was different. This morning she was on a mission. She brought me to the edge several times. She even choked herself once, completely unheard of in our bedroom. I was wondering what I had done to deserve this rare pleasure, then I remembered Becky's conversation with Nickie, from the Notary office. The head that I was receiving wasn't for something I had done, it for something I was going to do. The thought of what may be in the mind of my bride frightened me to the bone. She had absolutely no problem humiliating me, and apparently we were having company today.
"Would you like to cum in my mouth?" Becky asked while stroking my rock hard penis.
"Do you mean it? Please don't tease me." I begged
"I'll swallow every drop if you promise to do everything as you are told today little boy.....everything!"
I think by this time I would have agreed to do anything she demanded, I certainly did not want her to stop. This was the first time since we got back together I've been given the opportunity to cum without having to service myself.
"Please let me come in you mouth I'll do anything you want, just please let me cum!" The words kind of echoed in my head but I was to far gone to care.
Just then the little explosions started, I could feel my balls tighten. I looked down at Becky, she was fucking my dick with her mouth. Sucking hard with long thrusts, rubbing her tongue on the under side of my dick on the up stroke. That was it! I blew, toes curled, both hand grasping the sheets ripping them off the corners of the bed. I came harder than I can remember, I was seeing spots and convulsing, unloading wave after wave of cum. Becky continued to work on me until she was sure that I was satisfied. She even caught the droplets dripping down her chin with her pinky finger and licked it clean. I remember Becky telling me to breath. Wow. Whew. Reality was coming back. Wow.
I asked if I could return the favor to Becky. She readily agreed. I licked her pussy with purpose, sucking her nub and tonguing her puckered hole. I held her tight, sucking on her hard. She was writhing and squirming. I knew she there when the low groans and squealing turned into blood curdling screams of profanity. I slipped a finger in her asshole, she grabbed the back of my head and I swear she was trying to shove my head into her pussy. I know she came for all she was worth, Becky's pussy was pulsating and leaking, her juices were all over my face and the bed was soaked. I lapped at her until she begged me to stop.
We showered together, soaped each other up, and made sure all of the hard to reach places were squeaky clean. It really felt good to be with her.
After all that she had put me through lately I somehow had fallen in love with her again. This felt all fresh and new.
Becky dried me off and told me how much she loved me, she said the new position of our marriage seem to suit us. Becky liked being in charge. More so I liked Becky to be in charge.
For the next couple of hours we straighten up the house, you know the usual Saturday chores. Becky had me doing all of my list in the nude. Washing windows does get a little tricky. I like being vulnerable, naked for her. I think Becky likes it too. I seem to be semi aroused most of the time. The only time I'm allowed clothing is when I'm out of the house. Becky says this helps me to remember our arrangement.
Ding dong. It was the door bell. Panic, I always do when I hear the door. I'm up the stairs in flash. You see I'm deathly afraid that Becky will humiliate me again. She really likes to see me blush, it's another one of those reminders of her authority.
"Please get the door Paul. Nickie's here for some pointers on how to train her man" She said. "And don't you even think of covering up. Now get the door or we'll never have another moment like this morning!"
I was mortified. Not only was I being put on display, but I was going to be a part of some poor guys down fall. And to top it off, my dick was hard. Reluctantly I started down the stairs to get the door.
"Grab your paddle on the way down, Nickie's going to need it. I want you to give it to at the door and invite her in." Becky chuckled a little after this demand.
I took a deep breath, looked down at my traitorous manhood and opened the door. Without even a hesitation I offered the paddle to Nickie and said, " Becky asked me to give this to you, please come in and make yourself at home, Becky will be right down." She seemed a little taken back but took the implement and entered our house.
"Put you nose in the corner, Paul. and tell Nickie I'll be right there." Hollered Becky from upstairs.
I went and stood in my corner. Nickie found a seat facing my humiliation. I was trembling, my palms were wet, I can remember fighting back the tears. Nickie Started making small talk with me. She said that she liked how obedient I was and appreciated a man who knew his place. She told me that the legal arrangement was the first that she had seen, although she'd heard of such things. She said that her marriage was all but over and thought that this may be the one thing that might save it. Just then Becky entered the room.
"Please tell me you were not speaking to our guest out of turn. You know better!" Becky said. " You see Nickie, the corner is for reflecting on, thinking about, or preparing for punishment. Not for idle conversation without permission. Did you think this would go unpunished mister?!" Becky barked.
