Punishment
I grab three bottles of water from the fridge and refill the wineglasses while I'm waiting.
Pick up the discarded clothes and toss them down to the basement, as I don't see any reason to get dressed at this point.
My phone buzzes. I pick it up to see a text message from my wife.
We're ready for you to join us
Balancing the three wine glasses in one hand and the three water bottles in the other, I head upstairs to see what else this evening has in store.
A chair has been moved to the side of the bed. Diane is sitting on the chair, and Cordy is sitting on the bed.
"I said I still owe you one, Patrick.
"And your wife needs to be punished for what she did to me this morning.
"I've always believed that punishments must fit the crime, punishments are to teach a lesson, and punishments shouldn't impact the innocent.
"So this was a real challenge.
Cordy stands up, and I see that she's wearing a strapon. Thankfully, it's not the monster from this morning. In fact it's pretty close to my seven inches.
"I know you've asked your wife several times to fuck you with a strapon, but she's always deflected. What you don't know, was that she wanted to, but I told her, years ago, that she's never allowed to wear a cock.
"So tonight, we're going to fulfill one of your fantasies, and start her punishment."
"Diane isn't getting any dick for six months and a day. But I can't ask you to go six months without sex. Tonight, and any night you want, Patrick, she's going to watch you and I fuck each others brains out.
"And if you don't want me to come over, I'm leaving you this custom fleshlight. You can strap it between Diane's legs so you can get off any time you want.
"Cordy, I know my wife. Hell, you know her. There's no way she goes six months without sex. I don't think she can go six days. Are you going to babysit her the whole time?"
"Stand up, Diane" she says calmly.
And now I see. Diane is wearing a chastity belt. And Cordy has a key around her neck. I see the fleshlight, tucked between my wife's thighs.
Cordy takes three items out of the gym bag and walks over to my wife.
First a tall collar. The bottom is shaped around her shoulders and the top around her jaw and cheeks. Cordy buckles it and I see that Diane can't possibly turn her head. She pushes Diane back down into the chair and buckles a belt under Diane's breasts and around sthe back of the chair.
Finally cuffs around her ankles, connected by a strap behind the chair legs.
All Diane can do at this point is stare at the bed.
Cordy walks over to me, and grabs me by the junk. She pulls me to her. With her free hand, she places my hand on the strapon.
"I know you can eat pussy like a champ. Let's see how well you suck dick." I feel two hands on my shoulders, pressing me to my knees.
I haven't given a man head since college, but I dive right in. I try to remember some of the things Diane had done this afternoon, using my hand to limit how deep Cordy could thrust into my mouth.
After I warmed myself up, I grabbed Cordy's hips, opened my mouth wide, and tried to press my nose into her pubic mound. I felt the silicone cock at the back of my throat and then I felt her grab my head. She saw what I was trying to accomplish and pressed me all the way in.
"You're a greedy slut, aren't you?" She held me in place as I started to gag, held me there until I managed to relax through it. Being called a slut got a more powerful reaction than when she called me a good boy this morning. I feel like an entirely different person when I am having sex with Cordy.
"Put your hands behind your head and look up at me."