Letter From Folenberg

Dear Shoeblossom-

I love the surreptitious taping of husbands, and have now sent you mine. Maybe you really should start that podcast

Charissa

"I think it went very well, Victor. And you shouldn't worry too much of what Bart thinks of you now."

"What do you mean, Charissa? You forced me to give my best friend a blowjob. I mean, we're both guys. Men. And not gay men, either."

"Well, maybe not, honey. But your dick is sticking straight up now. I can't blame you. Bart is a cutie, he really is!"

"I-I think I'm hard because of, you know...the humiliation of sucking Bart off. We've always been kind of competitive, who's the toughest, who can do the most reps at the gym, that kind of thing. We play Rugby together."

"Oh, I know. And that's not homoerotic at all, right? A bunch of men in sweaty shorts grabbing at each other in a park?"

"And-and now he's going to tell all the guys...I know he is! He loved it when you held my head so he could come all over my face."

"Well, that's a porn thing that you guys are into, right? And how did this start? You asked me to spank your bare bottom last year, when I was ticked off at you, and then that led to me laying down the law about spending all that time throwing darts, and bowling."

"Yes, and Bart and the other guys wanted to know why I wasn't out as much. I couldn't just explain to them that I was spending more time helping out around the house?"

"They'd never believe that. Not that you wouldn't, but that it would be a voluntary thing. I started out spanking you, and then I was withholding sex AND whipping you with my old Ping-Pong paddle..."

"And that damn belt."

"Yes, to make an impression on you, honey. And part of that, eventually was, I began withholding sex, as a way of further putting you on restriction. A week, ten days, a month."

"But now we haven't had sex in nearly a year!"

"Well, I still discipline you, don't I? And I stand around and watch you as you cry, with your red butt, and jerk off, that's nice of me, I think. But I love you so much. My relationship with Jennifer has nothing to do with that."

"And that's another thing. How did our kinky little game of me being corporally punished lead to lesbianism? And you let Jennifer spank me, too!"

"I was bi-curious in college, and I tried to give it up for you, but I don't see why. I got sick of pleasing you all the time, rubbing your back, blowing you, satisfying you and then having you roll over and go to sleep."

"But Chari, it's so-"

"What? Your clumsy hands groping my tits, and you grunting over me as you fuck me. Remember that comedian Margaret Cho, and how she talked about how her boyfriend was so shocked that she didn't cum when he fucked her?"

"But I used to go down on you-"

"Yeah, but you're not very good at it, Vic. You just aren't. I think we have a good relationship now. We live together, and you come home on time from work, and you help out around the house, and behave like a civilized human being."

"And when I don't you make me take off my clothes and you get the belt!"

"Yes, but you love it, don't you? When I told you that I wanted you to blow Bart so he'd understand the relationship we have, and not keep calling about you having "bro time" and also because Jen and I think we'd like to have a threesome with him-he respected you too much before-"

"Which you never had with me. And I begged you for something like that."

"Yeah, but you're-Jennifer thinks you are icky. I mean, you've lost weight since I put you on a diet and now that you sign your paychecks over to me, the whole cocaine problem has disappeared, but still, you don't do it for her."

"God, it's-"

"Stop whining, Victor. I will take the belt to you again instead of letting you jerk off on my shoes, which you are taking way too long to accomplish now. Anyways, when you refused to blow Bart at first, I said, okay, we won't do the spankings anymore..."

"And I-I objected."

"You begged me on your knees to continue! I told you, I said I'd go back to fucking you, and only do Jen when you weren't around, and we wouldn't punish you anymore, and you got all freaked out."

"I have conflicting interests, Chari. It's complicated."

"But, I said, if we were to continue, then Bart had to know why you were spending all your time cleaning the house wearing an apron and nothing else."

"That was so embarrassing."

"Bart thought that was a scream when you were scrubbing the baseboards and Jennifer whacked you right across your asshole, hitting the back of your nutsack with that willow switch."

"It's true. I wanted to be humiliated, but now my life is going to be awful when I see my friends."

"And that's why you don't need to see them, except when you play Rugby, of course. Do that once a week in the park, and that'll be enough to keep you in shape."

"But you and Bart were kidding about making me blow the rest of the team, weren't you?"

"Well, that's for us to know and you to find out, babe."

"You must be joking though."

"No, I'm not sure. Remember a few months ago when I made a bet with Anna Copelyn, whose husband is co-captain of Danahy Pizza Pumas? They played you three times, and when you lost, I whipped you hard."

"Y-yes, and had Anna over to watch. But it wasn't my fault that we lost. The goalie-"

"I noticed after I whipped your ass in the changing room, and you had some dirty socks in your mouth to keep you from screaming, you played better...it was a good thing only the maintenance guy saw you over my knee with your Rugby shorts down."

"That was agonizing."

"I sure hope so. You've been playing better, but sometimes I think if I had the rest of your team aware of your slave status, we could get you to play better. Maybe some of the other guys' wives could discipline them, too...to train hard."

"Those guys aren't into this stuff, Charissa. By the way, can I cum now? I'm ready."

"No, rub your dick a little slower. Actually, Bart asked me if I'd spank him sometime. I think the whole subjugation thing, and watching you cry like a little bitch before you sucked him really got him going."

"Well, you-you-please let me cum, I'm so close."

"Vic, if you cum before I tell you that you can, not only will you have to lick up your semen when you're not horny, but I'll give you a whipping you won't forget. Just rub your dick slower."

"But-I don't want you to have other submissives. It's hard enough dealing with you sleeping with other guys."

"Yeah. And I look forward to you licking my juices off Bart's cock after he fucks me. That turns you on a lot doesn't it? Look how fast you are rubbing yourself."

"Please, please let me cum now. Charissa, I've been waiting for two weeks--"

"I told you not to nag me. If you ask me again before I give you the go-ahead, you're going to have to stop jerking and take a cold shower."