All that evening and into the next morning, I contemplated how to stop this before it went too much further. But the next morning, when i kissed Sam goodbye, i knew within minutes that i wasn't going to be able to stop this. He wasn't gone 5 minutes and she was here, barking orders. I tried to tell her she cant' just barge in here, and start making demands. She started to recite on of my messages thru my phone, and suddenly there i was, kneeling at her feet.
Her smelly feet were put up to my face and i was told to suck her toes. I started but evidently didn't do a good enough job, because she began stuffing her foot into my mouth. I swear her toes touched my tonsils. She fucked my face with her foot, and when she tired of that side, she switched feet.
She stopped and told me she had to use the restroom. She took the two steps and then called me in. Pointing at the discoloration in the toilet bowl, she asked why my lazy ass hadn't cleaned the toilet yet and how is she supposed to use the restroom if it looks like that. She made me kneel in front of the toilet as though i was going to vomit. The cover came down on my head and she used my bra to secure it. My arms were tied behind my back with something.
There i was tied, with my head in the toilet. As i started to complain, she closed the door. She didn't come back till all of my yelling and screaming, swearing and crying stopped. When she came back, she asked if i was ready to behave and do as i was asked without hestitation.
She explained that from now on one of the first things i was to do in the morning is to clean all the toilets so this would never have to happen again. She handed me a toothbrush and demanded i clean the toilet. When the first one was finished, she took me upstairs and i cleaned the other two toilets in the house, with that same toothbrush. She told me when i was finished with the upstairs ones, to meet her in Joes old room.
I did, and she had ropes out, she hogtied me while i knelt on the bed and then she pushed my head into her wet pussy. i couldn't use my hands or my body, only my tongue. i licked her and sucked on her clit, and then my tongue found its way inside. it wasn't too long before she had a hold on the back of my head and she was grinding her pussy against my face. She fucked my face thru 4 orgasms and when she let go, my face was like a glazed donut.
She got up and walked out of the room, when she returned she had something in her hand. i soon found out it was a spatula from the kitchen and she used it to smack my ass, she told me she was going to do this for 5 minutes and i was to count the strikes. She started gently but before long her hands were going quite hard, i had marks from the spatula all over my ass. When the 5 minutes was up i had counted 235 strikes to my ass, my ass hurt, i had cried out several times, and i was told that crying would just make it worse. "How many?"
