Note: This story is the nineteenth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous eighteen 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.
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As soon as we got home Roxanne walked into the living room, set her purse on the end table and sat down on the couch.
I went into the kitchen and put the leftovers box into the refrigerator. When I returned to the living room I walked over to Roxanne's purse and took out her condom box. I Remembered her orders from earlier in the day. I opened it and saw that there were still eight condoms inside.
I looked at Roxanne. She was staring at me. We both knew what this meant.
She smirked at me. "Yes that's right cuckboy. I let Pete fuck me bareback. He came three times while we were out in the parking lot. The first two times he came in my pussy. The last time he came in my mouth. That was the load of semen you tasted when I came back into the bar.
Roxanne kicked her shoes off, put her feet up on the coffee table and spread her legs. Her skirt was so short that her cunt was brazenly on display.
"Pete's my lover now. He gets to fuck me bareback whenever he wants. He's the best fuck I've ever had." Roxanne closed her eyes and sighed. "I wish that I could bring him to date night on Saturday night." She giggled. "I almost feel like I'm cheating on him if I see another guy."
She looked up at me. "Peewee, get your fucking clothes off. It's time for you to serve me and I want you naked."
I undressed quickly. I was aroused. The events of the evening had left me very excited and feeling very submissive. At this moment I was loving the attitude of sneering dominance that Roxanne was displaying.
As soon as I was naked Roxanne looked at me and laughed. "I love seeing your little dick locked up in that cage." She lay back on the couch and smiled. "Earlier I promised you that I would take it off when we got home, but now I'm not so sure. I think I like having you locked up." She thought for a moment. "Lets see how well behaved you can be. If you're really good I might consider taking your cage off a little later. Now come over here and undress me."
I removed Roxanne's skirt and blouse and carefully hung them in her closet. When I returned she said, "This is good. I'll keep my garter belt and nylons. Peewee, this is how I looked when Pete fucked me. I love looking sexy for him."
I gazed at my wife. Her legs were spread. I could see her cunt. Streaks of dried semen glistened on the insides of Roxanne's thighs.
Roxanne saw me looking at her. She smiled at me. "Yes Pete fucked me really hard. Baby it felt so good." She sat up.. "Peewee, all that fucking made me hungry. Go fix me a sandwich and fetch me a beer."
I went into the kitchen, found some sliced ham and made Roxanne a ham and cheese sandwich. I put it on a tray with a bottle of beer and a glass. I was smart enough not to bring a beer for myself. I was reasonably certain that I wasn't going to be allowed to drink with Roxanne this evening.
I carried the tray into the living room, set it on the table next to my wife and poured the beer into the glass for her. As soon as I was done I submissively kneeled at her feet.
Roxanne picked up her sandwich. She was about to take a bite when she suddenly stopped. "Peewee, how thoughtless of me. I'll bet you're starving. Fetch the leftovers box from the restaurant. Oh and bring a mixing bowl and a large spoon."
I went to the kitchen. I knew what was coming.
I returned with the leftovers, the bowl and the spoon. I gave everything to Roxanne. She opened the box, dumped the contents into the bowl and mixed it together with the spoon.
Roxanne grinned at me as she set the bowl on the floor. "It was very considerate of Pete to leave you some scraps from his dinner." She laughed. "You'll have to be sure to thank him for them the next time you see him."
I stared at my wife. I wasn't sure what she wanted me to do.
She leaned over and patted the floor next to the bowl. "Come Peewee. Be a good boy and eat your dinner."
I looked up at Roxanne. I could tell by the expression on her face that I wasn't going to be allowed to use the spoon.
I was just getting on my knees to start eating when Roxanne stopped me. "Peewee, I'm sorry. You don't have anything to drink." She paused for a moment. She was obviously thinking. Finally she said, "You have been a very well behaved little boy tonight. You deserve a treat. Go to the refrigerator and get a bottle of beer.
As I got up to go to the kitchen, Roxanne called to me, "Bring another bowl Peewee."
When I returned I handed the bottle of beer and the bowl to Roxanne. She opened the beer, poured it into the bowl and set it on the floor next to my dinner. "There you are baby, enjoy your beer."
As I put my face into the bowl and started to eat the cold leftovers Roxanne patted my head and said, "Peewee, your such a good little pet."