Note: This story is the tenth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous nine episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.
This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.
I opened two bottles of beer and poured each of them into a glass, one for Vic and one for Roxanne. When I was done I looked at the third bottle and glass. After a moment I decided to go ahead and also pour it. Getting spanked by Roxanne while her lover watched seemed like a pretty hot idea to me.
I set up the tray and walked into the living room. Vic and Roxanne were sitting on the couch making out. Roxanne looked up at me as I approached . When she saw the tray with three glasses of beer she smiled.
I set the tray on the coffee table in front of Roxanne and Vic. As I set it down, Roxanne said, "Peewee I count three glasses. One is for me and one is for my stud, Vic. Who is the other beer intended for?"
"It's for me mistress."
Roxanne laughed. "For you? What would make you think that it would be okay for a pussy wimp like you to drink beer with a man like Vic?"
I played my role. I became nervous and started to stammer. "I ah I don't know mistress. I guess I just thought it would be okay."
"Well it's not okay, and who the fuck gave you permission to think?" Roxanne shook her head. "Peewee your arrogance is intolerable. You have to be punished."
Roxanne stood up. She turned to Vic. "Baby can I borrow your belt."
Vic looked at Roxanne. "What for?"
"Peewee has insulted us. He needs to be spanked."
Vic laughed. "No fucking shit? You're really going to spank him?'
"It's the only way he'll learn to behave properly."
Vic stood up and took off his belt. "I gotta see this."
Roxanne took Vic's belt and doubled it up. She walked over to a large stuffed chair, turned to me and wiggled her finger. "Peewee come her."
I was starting to get nervous. I realized that I might have been just a little bit too cocky. Roxanne could hurt me with Vic's belt. I took a deep breath and very timidly walked over to Roxanne."
"Pull your panties down and lay across the arm of the chair."
I did as I was told, but I was now intimidated. Actually, I was afraid. As I lay across the arm of the chair I looked over at Vic. He was fascinated as he watched this scene unfold in front of him.
Roxanne slapped my naked butt. "Nice tush Peewee." She laughed. "I'm going to turn it bright red."
Roxanne slowly walked around the chair. "Peewee, why are you being punished?"
"I don't know mistress."
She stopped and looked at me. "Yes you do." Suddenly she turned and pulled her arm back. Whap! She hit my ass with Vic's belt. She'd obviously held back. This first stroke really didn't hurt very much.
Vic laughed. "This is fucking great. Come on Roxie you can hit the wimp harder than that."
Roxanne took a deep breath and pulled her arm back again. Whap! I winced. She did hit me harder, a lot harder. This one hurt.
Roxanne saw my reaction to the pain. A half smile formed on her lips. She was enjoying this.
She walked over and pulled Vic off the couch. "Kiss me baby."
As they kissed Roxanne placed Vic's hand under her skirt between her legs.
Vic laughed as he felt Roxanne's wet pussy. "Baby you are hot."
"Rub me sweetheart. Get me even hotter."
They kissed and fondled each other for several minutes while I lay on the chair with my panties around my knees waiting for more punishment.
Finally Roxanne stepped away from Vic and turned to me. "Why are you being punished pussyboy?" There was a breathless quality to Roxanne's voice. She was obviously very aroused.
I was intimidated and I was scared, but I was also excited. I still wanted more.
"I don't know Mistress."
Roxanne smiled. "I think you do Peewee. I think you're just being difficult. It's time that I show you what happens to little pussyboys who are difficult." There was an edge to Roxanne's voice that I'd never heard before. As I lay across the chair, I realized that her lust wasn't the only passion that was inflamed. She also had a sadistic streak that was now fully awake."
Roxanne pulled her arm back. I braced my self for the coming blow. Roxanne struck. I grunted as the belt hit me. It hurt. Roxanne pulled the belt back and hit me again. Each blow was becoming increasingly painful.
Vic egged her on. "Come on Roxie, you can hit him harder than that."
Roxanne struck me three more times. Each stroke was more powerful than the previous one.
I was in pain. I started to whimper. Roxanne heard me and smiled. "Well pussyboy maybe now you're ready to tell me why you're being punished."
As I looked up at Roxanne I realized that there were tears running down my cheeks.
Vic saw them and started laughing. "The little wimp is crying. Nice work Roxie."
Roxanne repeated her question. "Peewee, tell me why you're being punished."
"Because I was arrogant and forgot my place."
"What is your place Peewee?"
"Serving you and your stud."
Roxanne smiled. "That's a good boy." She reached down and picked me up. "Peewee I don't like to have to punish you. When I do, it's for your own good. Now pull up your panties and go wash your face."
As I was pulling up my panties Roxanne said, "Oh and take this third glass of beer away." She shook her head. "Peewee, a slave must always remember his proper place."
I carried my beer into the kitchen. I drank it as soon as the door was closed. After that ordeal I needed a beer. The punishment was fun, but having Vic there cheering Roxanne on while she was spanking me with his belt was pretty humiliating. The entire scene fell into that, be careful what you ask for because you might just get it category.
After I drank the beer I went into the bathroom and quickly washed my face. When I was done I returned to the living room.
Roxanne was on her knees. Vic was standing in front of her. His shirt and pants were lying across the arm of the chair that had just recently served as the platform for my punishment.
Roxanne was pulling his cock out of his underwear. When she heard me come in she said, "Peewee I am glad your back. You can straighten Vic's shirt and pants so they don't get wrinkled. Oh and baby, you should watch us. This is a good chance for you to see what a real man's dick looks like."
I picked up Vic's trousers and fixed them so that they were folded along the crease. As I was doing this Roxanne took Vic's cock out of his boxer shorts. It was still soft.
She grinned at me and laughed. "Peewee, Vic's dick isn't even hard yet and it's already three times bigger than yours is when it's fully erect."
Roxanne started to play with Vic's cock. As she played with it started to grow.
She giggled. "Peewee, penises are such wonderful inventions. When you don't need them they get little so that they can be easily stored. When you want to use them all you have to do is stroke them a little and they get nice and big and fun to play with."
When I was done folding Vic's clothes Roxanne slipped the strap of her blouse down, exposed her left breast and looked at me. "Peewee Vic loves my big tits."
Roxanne thought for a moment then she asked me "Peewee, I think Vic might like it if I rubbed the head of his cock on my tits." She grinned at me. "Why don't you ask him."