Chapter 5
In which John and Katherine take the cane and more....
Over the last few months John had been giving a lot of thought to the predicament in which he now found himself. He was devoted to his wife, Katherine, and was more than content when she determined that he would be a 'house husband' responsible for the house and home, while she worked hard earning considerably more than he could possibly make with his job in the library. Then she had decided that he should be punished for sloppy work around the house. This had created a highly sexual tension between the two of them, firstly when she had used the hair brush, then later as she escalated to a riding crop to punish him when he his efforts were not up to scratch. But then she had upped the game when her colleague from work, Robert, had been commissioned by her to advise on how well he was performing his tasks and what the consequences should be for the areas where he had fallen short. This lead to his first visit to Robert's flat for further punishment. The anticipation had been a tremendous sexual experience for him as both Katherine and Robert had bound him to the whipping post and Katherine, under Robert's tutelage, had given him 24 strokes of a cane, specially purchased by Robert, causing him to inadvertently ejaculated on the final stroke. But he had felt enormous sexual relief, especially having been denied sexual contact with this wife for several weeks previously. Sexual denial was another of his punishments. Many times he had secretly masturbated in memory of that beating!
He liked Robert...... He really quite admired him. Although Robert was arrogant and domineering John secretly admired the way he had manipulated both Katherine and himself. But he suspected that Robert was after one thing; and that was getting into Katherine's knickers. Katherine had told him that it hadn't happened and he believed her. But she had admitted that she had touched his naked cock in the office, remarking coyly that he was desirable.
Here they were, both Katherine and he, in the car heading to Robert's flat again where he was to receive his second caning of 24 strokes, this time to be delivered by Robert himself.
The thoughts caused a fluttering in his stomach as he breathed hard to overcome the sheer fear of the repetition of his previous beating. His legs quivered as he drove and his cock was hard, albeit helped by the stimulation that Katherine was now giving it with her hand as he drove.
"You are looking forward to receiving the cane, aren't you?" She asked him as she fondled his cock through the light silky shorts he had slipped on prior to leaving the house. He shuddered at the thought. His legs felt weak and his insides turned to jelly but, he was hard and he was excited. His heart raced.
"Ah." He cleared his throat which suddenly felt restricted. "Yes, I am," he croaked.
Katherine was also thinking about what she had got them both into for it was she who had introduced Robert into their lives. She loved her husband; but he was a bit of a wimp! She smiled as she recalled Robert encouraging her as she gave John a full 24 strokes of that special cane. That certainly proved who was in charge in their relationship. She had been amazed at how the whole episode had been such a sexual stimulus for them both. Now he was going for further punishment and she looked forward to seeing his bare bottom well striped by the cane. But how would Robert want to deal with her afterwards? She trembled at the thought and felt her vagina exuding dampness. Her tummy had butterflies and her pussy tingled. The agreement was that she would stay the night once John had been dealt with. She felt her vagina exude moisture.
Although she had previously enjoyed wonderful sex with her husband, Katherine had a nagging feeling that she was missing out. She craved more. More excitement, more variety, more control over her husband, more... well just more. She wanted to dominate John and yet longed to be controlled herself. She wanted a man to demand that she pleasure him. John would never do that. She knew that Robert would. She tingled at the thought. She wanted to feel Robert's cock again. His was a strong, hard, powerful cock, like the dominant and powerful owner. She wanted to hold that powerful and solid cock with its impressive big bulbous head in her hands. She thought of it inside her as a welcome change from the somewhat feeble penis of her less well endowed, but loving husband.
John stole a glance at his wife admiring her naked prominent breasts. Her blouse was tightly done up at the bottom beneath her rib cage where only two buttons were visible. But the upper two thirds of the blouse was semi open allowing her tightly strapped breasts with their hard nipples to be exposed. "Are you going to do up your blouse?" He asked her.
"There are no more buttons, darling. Why do you think Robert picked it out for me?" She smiled at him. "What do you think of the harness darling?"
"God, it is fantastic."
Before leaving home she had, with John's help, put on the leather strap harness that Robert had bought for her. She had explained how Robert had made her try it on in her office that morning before lunch. Robert had removed her bra and then put on the harness adjusting the various straps tightly so that they encircled her breasts. In the process, she explained, Robert could not avoid touching her breasts. He had caressed them avidly and had even kissed her full hard nipples.
John moaned at the thought.
She tapped his hard cock through his silky shorts. "Looking forward to your caning, darling?" She asked him again. John's stomach seemed to have butterflies running riot within, his knees felt week and he gave a shiver. He had to admit that he was enormously excited at the thought of what was to take place.
"Are you really going to stay the night?"
"Well that is what was agreed." She squeezed his penis. The silk was so smooth. He was silent. "Are you happy with that, darling?" She squeezed again harder. She had to be careful. He had been denied any sexual outlet for several days and she knew that he would be close to coming.
"No, Katherine. I am not happy that you will be with him for the night."
"You do know that he is going to fuck me, don't you?"
He paused as he took a deep breath. "Oh God. Please don't remind me. I really look forward to the morning when you return to me."
"Yes darling. I will be returning to you." she said. "In the morning you can clean my vagina with that magnificent tongue of yours." She gave his cock a final squeeze, which nearly caused him to ejaculate, but at that moment they pulled into the car park.
He parked immediately in front of Robert's flat and got out of his side trying to hide his erect cock which was straining against the materiel of his shorts. Katherine waited until he had come round to her door. He opened it. The gaping top half of her blouse was fully open exposing her tightly bound breasts which were pushed out by the leather harness. Her breast would be fully exposed when she stood and walked to the flat. "Is anyone about?" she asked him.
John took a quick look around. "No." He replied. God this was so exciting. She stepped out of the car. Here was his wife with her naked breasts protruding, helped by the tight harness exposing herself. Suddenly he notice a man walking towards them from the flats. "Wait," he told her.
But she was half way out of the car. The man looked at them both. John thought that Katherine would try and cover herself, but she didn't. She stood up to full height with her shoulders back and her strapped breasts on full display. The cool breeze felt good and her nipples were hard. The man walked towards them both. "Good evening. Are you here to see Robert?"
"Er..yes," replied John.
His eyes were concentrating on Katherine's chest. "Very nice indeed! Well I hope to see you later."
John and Katherine looked at each other in confusion.
The man continued walking and Katherine and John went to the block of flats where Robert met them at the door. He showed them into the sitting room where he took off Katherine's blouse having undone the two bottom buttons. He put the blouse on a hook and directed Katherine to the sofa, pointing John to a single armchair. Katherine was now naked from the waist up other than the tight leather harness. Robert offered them each a glass of wine. The air was tense as they made small talk and sipped their wine, perhaps rather too quickly.
In a moment Robert was filling up their glasses again. He sat beside Katherine on the sofa, put an arm around her shoulder and played with the straps around each of her breasts. "Sit up Katherine," he told her.
"Do you like the harness, John?" He asked as he adjusted one of the straps allowing his hands to brush against her bosom.
