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Janet was glad punishment day had arrived. She had been like a child over the last week. Filled with dread knowing a spanking was coming. To make matters worse Trey had decided she would remain denied until after she had atoned for her mistake. The daily edges were maddening. Janet was in desperate need of an orgasm.
She readily agreed to the punishment being done as a separate event before Sheri spent the night with them in their house. She knew Trey wanted that night to be special for all three of them, and a punishment would alter the dynamic too much.
She remained nervous as she drove to Sheri's place. Not sure exactly what to expect from her former nemesis. She knew it would be painful to endure. But to be honest, she felt she deserved it. Removing her 4-inch heels while cleaning Sheri's house was a mistake. And a submissive should be punished for mistakes.
Sheri admitted that taking the heels off to get in the shower to scrub the tiles had not been a problem. But forgetting to put them back on while she cleaned the rest of the house was a huge problem. "Naked in four-inch heels" had been how she was instructed to clean Sheri's place. Not obeying instructions earns punishment.
Her walk to the door was at a brisk pace. The cool breeze kissed her damp sex under the short skirt. The humiliation of being damp added to her scrambled emotions about what was to come next. Anticipation, dread, and sexual excitement all coursed through her body.
Sheri answered the door in a night shirt, showing she was enjoying a lazy Saturday morning. Her blonde hair, naked legs, and bare feet reeked of sexual confidence.
"Nice skirt. Trey said it made you look like a street walker." Sheri smirked, before continuing. "Get naked. Leave the heels on. Stand in front of the couch."
Sheri quietly stepped into her kitchen and filled her coffee cup. Before joining the cuckquean wife in the den. She sat on the couch in front of the naked housewife, taking in the view of her naked form. Her olive skin was flawless. Flat chest with those one-inch-long nipples just begging to be tormented. Her ribcage swelled above her toned abs, as she took deep breaths. The yoga or Pilates kept her in shape.
The voluptuous blonde enjoyed her power in silence for a long moment as she sipped her coffee. Thankful she had large breasts and a meaty ass. It allowed her to enjoy food and wine. Never concerning herself with yoga or Pilates. No need to have visible abs. She had the soft curves men lusted after. And she loved the fact that her body took so much less work than the naked cuckquean's before her.
Clearly in no rush to end this scenario, she enjoyed her coffee. Knowing the submissive woman in front of her was dreading what was coming and wishing things would get over quickly.
After several minutes, she set her cup down and raised her arms over her head enjoying a long slow stretch.
"Kneel." she smirked watching the lithe body before her obey.
"Repeat after me. I am your skinny little bottom bitch, Goddess."
Janet repeated the words as her mind spun. 'oh god.... her skinny little bottom bitch.... goddess, really?!?! what's next.... UGH! she's so frustrating.... why can't she just spank me and fuck me.... god I need her to fuck me.... I'll cum all over that fake cock for her amusement... I hope she'll let me cum for her....'
"Why don't you give me a little hello kiss like a bottom bitch should." Sheri said, spreading her soft thighs to reveal her bald pussy.
Janet felt a need to move things along quickly. With only a second of hesitation, she obediently lowered her face to the fragrant crotch and kissed the damp outer lips of the warm womanhood.
"Mmmmm, such a good little bottom bitch. Isn't it HOT that I'm wet with anticipation." the blonde giggled as she tossed two magazines on the floor beside the kneeling woman.
"Put one on each side of you to mark where your knees are on the floor."
Janet was confused but obeyed the instructions. Her thoughts going a mile a minute. 'it is HOT she is wet.... and her crotch smells like sex... I wonder if she masturbated this morning... she is loving this... that makes it SOOOO Hot!! why do I enjoy being used... being the center of attention that gets people off is so f-ing HOT!!'
"Go to the kitchen and get the bag of long grain rice on the counter." were the words that snapped Janet from her thoughts.
When she returned with the rice Sheri said, "Pour the rice on the floor between the magazines. I don't want a pile of rice. Just one layer thick but completely filling the space between the magazines."
"B.. but some of it will get between the hardwood floors." Janet said bewildered by the instructions.
"I guess you will have to clean it up later then." smirked the buxom blonde with a gleam in her eye.
"There. You have the idea now. Perfect. Put the bag back in the kitchen and go to my bedroom."
A moment later both women stood looking at the bed which had a belt and a leather strap on it.
"Lean forward and put your face on the bed. Good. Now spread your legs a little."
Janet was mortified as her former nemesis groped her ass and gave it a couple of barehanded smacks. The buxom blonde was enjoying her power as she groped and smacked the ass offered up to her. She slipped one hand under Janet's torso, letting her fingers graze the taught stomach on their way to the womanhood between Janet's thighs.
Janet flushed with humiliation as her tormentor's fingers met her dripping pussy.
"Oh MY God! What a bitch in heat! You're literally drooling from your gaping hole. Sloppy pussy lips dripping with your nasty gruel. Thank God it doesn't smell like it feels. UGH! I have to wash my hand." Sheri said heading into the bathroom.
Janet burned with shame as she processed her former nemesis' words. Her body was full of heat. Her chest, her face, and her loins, all burning with shame and sexual arousal. She was thankful that her crotch wasn't fragrant. Because it would have definitely filled the room with the smell of her essence if it were.
The superior blonde strolled back into the bedroom. "THIS is going to be a lesson in RESPECT! Your failure to respect me in high school and the other day when you obediently cleaned my house. BAREFOOT! A bottom bitch should always be in heels. A minimum of four-inch heels. A bottom bitch like you should only wear stripper shoes. Five and six-inch heels when serving your superiors. But that discussion is for another day."
"I want you to tell me which of these two stings the most." Sheri giggled picking up the belt. SMACK! was the loud crack of the belt on Janet's ass. Sheri dropped the belt and picked up the leather strap. SMACK! a second loud crack came from the now reddening ass cheeks.
"OWWwwww! That one hurt worse." Janet half screamed.
"Good. We'll start with the belt then. As you know, Trey and I decided you should get 15 licks for your brazen disrespect of me. Secretly he helped me decide on which two implements to use on you."
"After our test of which one hurt more, I have decided you will get five with the belt and ten with the strap. How does that sound bottom bitch?"
"Painful Ma'am. But it should be as you wish." the submissive housewife replied in a husky whisper. She was shocked to hear her own voice sounded almost desperate. Like she needed this in a sexual way.
'what the hell??? I've enjoyed being spanked before.... but not the way she hit with those first two... why the hell did I sound like that... like a horny slut craving cock... I know I'm excited, that she's excited but..... but this is damn crazy... those f-ing edges.... it's been too long... I need to cum..'
"Spoken like a true bottom bitch. Knowing it should be as I wish ALL the time. It's a shame we don't have any soiled panties to stuff in your mouth. Since your mouth is open you can thank me after each lick. Now repeat after me. "Thank you, Sheri, for allowing me to be your bottom bitch."
Janet repeated the humiliating line the superior blonde wanted to hear.
Sheri raised her arm, and the belt cracked down onto the defenseless ass before her. SMACK!
"Thank you, Sheri, for allowing me to be your bottom bitch." SMACK! again the humiliating line was repeated. As the belt rained down three more times, and Janet's ass began to burn.
Sheri paused to pick up the leather strap. "You're a pathetic little bottom bitch. Being punished for not pleasing the woman that is fucking her husband." she whispered with an evil laugh.
Janet's pussy gushed. 'Oh GOD.... that might be dripping out of me soon... why did I react to her laugh like that... I've never been so embarrassed and humiliated.... and SO turned on... God submitting to her is.... is frustrating... and actually HOT...'
SMACK! the first searing lick from the strap made all of her thoughts vanish.
"What do you say, bitch?" Sheri sneered.
"Thank you, Sheri, for allowing me to be your bottom bitch."
The strikes continued in a steady pace. SMACK! And then the humiliating Thank you from the dark-haired beauty. As the number of strikes from the strap approached double digits, the humiliating thank you was delivered by a raspy hoarse voice. The cuckquean's voice was strained and her ass was on fire. The vulnerable ass cheeks were a throbbing mass of deep red and purple.
And yet her loins ached for more. Somehow, she wanted more to be heaped on her. She caught a glimpse of the buxom blonde rubbing her clit with her left hand as her right hand continued to wield the strap.
