I suspected there would be trouble when I got home, I just didn't count on the way it worked out.
I had received the usual text message reminder at eleven, that we were due to leave at three, but there had been none of the increasingly regular reminders or phone calls to the office switch board when I failed to reply or call.
To be honest I had been busy at work, and I had dotted all the I's and crossed all the T's so that I could start with a clean sheet on Monday. However I had maybe been over conscientious and spent too much time chatting to the secretaries and making the client calls that I had been putting off.
However, the prospect of a long drive and longer weekend with my wife's sister, Val and her smug, slimy husband, Montague, has always been a bit too much for me and Beatrice knows it.
During the thirty minute drive home I conjured up all the excuses I had used in the past and tried to think of a few new ones, but I knew they wouldn't be believed now that Bea had a spy in the office. My business partner Andy's second wife ,was now a permanent addition to the workforce as head of personnel. Georgina was a close friend of Bea, who had introduced them to one another a couple of years ago. No doubt my every move today had been reported on.
When I pulled into our driveway at 5.45, I was expecting fireworks. All was quiet, perhaps Bea had gone ahead without me?
When I opened the garage her car was there, I suppose it was time to face the music.
At this point you may think that Bea is some horrendous woman who spends her life trying to make my life as difficult as possible. This couldn't be further from the truth, and whilst our long relationship hasn't been perfect, it still pretty good. We have been together for nearly 25 years, and now in our mid forties we are enjoying time together whilst both our children are at university and our finances are relatively comfortable. We have a great relationship, however like most couples I suspect, there are a few things that we don't see eye to eye on. Brother inlaw being top of the list.
Bea's sister lives about four hours drive away, so whilst its great that we don't visit too often, it means that when we do we have to stay with them. Unfortunately the outlaws have an annex for guests, so temporary relief in a hotel room or guest house is not an option. So its travel on a Friday and stay until Sunday afternoon, letting us 'make the most of our stay'!
I pulled my car into the garage , unlocked and walked through the connecting door between the garage and the house. I kicked my shoes off and looking around the hall I could see no suitcases or any other signs of the impending trip. I crossed the hall into the cloakroom and used the toilet and washed my hands. I left the cloakroom back into the hall way and what I saw stunned me.
Bea was there dressed in very little, she has a lovely elegant figure and standing bolt upright is a little taller than me, but with high-heeled lace up boots, and me with no shoes, Bea was looking down at me. The boots went just over her knees and then very black opaque stockings were held up by suspenders attached to a crimson corset which supported her breasts but didn't cover her nipples. There was a sort of choker around her neck, and that was it. No underwear and she had heavily trimmed her pubic hair so that you could clearly see the top of her pussy lips.
As my gaze turned into a greedy smile and I stepped towards her, her hand shot out holding a riding crop, which she waved in front of me.
"No touching. Yet... Strip off for me." She commanded.
I hesitated and then started to pull my clothes off, thinking this could be fun.
"Don't dump them on the floor, fold them and put them neatly on the chair" Bea smiled as I followed her instruction.
Our travels and potential row had completely left my mind as I eagerly rushed to put a neat pile of clothes on the hall chair.
I was very soon quite aroused, and when I turned naked back to face Bea, there was a very stiff erection pointing at her.
"Give me your hands" she ordered, and coming forward she put some very secure Velcro cuffs with D rings on my wrists. She then pulled my hands behind my back and clipped the cuffs together.
"Alex, I don't ask you to do much for me, but over three hours late for our trip to Val's is too much, so you are going to spend some time doing as you are told".
As I started to protest, the crop connected with my bare behind and I yelped.
"Don't say a word, I know your deliberately late and if you say anything I will go and get a gag to keep you quiet".
I now remembered the bondage kit I had bought a few years before, which really hadn't taken off in the bedroom with Bea.
Bea then bent down and attached cuffs to my ankles and then put a collar around my neck.
She then clipped a lead on the collar and led me through to our kitchen. I could see some straps and clips attached to the table. Bea used the straps to fix my wrists to the table with me facing out, and then she spread my legs and attached my ankles to the table legs so that I was stood with my erection sticking out like a rhinos horn.
"Don't think that you are going to receive any pleasure through that for a little while" Bea said, giving my erection a gentle flick with the crop. She then walked over to the fridge freezer and got out a cloth bag, which it turned out was full of ice.
"Lets see if we can keep this under control" she said as she wrapped the bag around my genitals.
I shouted as the cold hit me, but she kept it pressed on me.
"This weekend is about pleasure for me, understand?" I nodded "If your a good boy, maybe I will see about a little relief later." I nodded again, but I was thinking about the words "weekend" and "later", what had she got in mind...
She lifted the ice pack from my rapidly shrinking member and dabbed it dry with a cloth.
Taking a couple of steps back Bea seemed to be critically examining the affected area.
"I think that needs to be neatened up, don't you Al? After all, as you can see I have gone to a lot of trouble preparing my self." Posing and thrusting her neat pussy towards me.
Bea wandered off leaving me attached to the table. I was hoping none of the neighbours called round , because all the blinds and curtains were open, and I was very much on show.
"Hadn't you better close the blinds" I said as she reappeared.
"No talking unless spoken to please, or the crop comes back out!" She snapped, she was really enjoying this!.
"I'm afraid you will just have to think of an excuse if the neighbours catch you. Your very good at excuses aren't you?"
Bea pulled a chair in front of me, and armed with a pair of nail scissors and a comb, started to clip my pubic hair back. There didn't seem to be much left when she seemed satisfied with the results. Bea used a brush and pan to sweep the cuttings away and clear the floor, and stood back to admire her handy work. Things were once again stirring despite the cold treatment, and a little shape was starting to reappear. Bea produced a short leather strap with a buckle and D ring on it, attached it tightly around the base of my penis and testicles making them stand out from my body.
"Very nice" Bea stated as she clipped the lead from the collar down on to the cock strap.
Releasing me from the straps on the table, but still with hands behind, she led me out of the kitchen, upstairs.
Once we reached the top, Bea tethered the lead attached to the cock strap tightly to the railings around the landing, and spreading my legs again, attached my ankles to the spindles.
She walked on into our bedroom, and came back waving a spanking paddle.
"As you are aware Alex, I am more than a little pissed off with you being late to visit Val, and its not the first time that you have made up crappy excuses to delay or stop us going. Its only once or twice a year that I ask you to come, and I need you there to stop that idiot Montague dominating the conversation and giving Val and I a little time to chat alone together. I know he's a boring know-all, but I think you can do that job for me."
"When you weren't here at two, I was fuming, by 3.00 I was going without you, but I didn't want you to get away with this. After ringing Val and, once again, making excuses for you, I decided I needed a little revenge. So I dug all this equipment you have bought over the years and decided to make the most of it. I love you very much, but I think you deserve a little punishment."
I started to protest, but received a sharp swat on the backside.
"I said no talking! There is a gag in that drawer, and I will use it if necessary. You are going to have seven spanks on each cheek, one for every half hour you were late, and then you are going to pleasure me"
I kept quiet. "Now bend forward a little" she ordered.
Thwack, thwack, thwack, the paddling continued until there had been seven on each cheek. Bea is a gentle person and pain wasn't too bad it just stung a little, and left me a little sore.
Bea bent down and released the straps holding my ankles and then unleashed me from the bannister.
Unclipping the leash from the cock strap, she clipped onto the collar and led me into our bedroom. Lying down on the bed with her legs apart and hanging over the sides she pulled me closer.
"Kneel down and lick"
As I knelt, I could see what a good job she had done trimming her pubes, and she had shaved from the top of her lips down. She was very very wet, and excited, this power trip was obviously turning her on immensely.
"Start with the outer lips, gently" she ordered, and I gently ran my tongue gently up each side. I slipped down towards her hole,
"Not yet" Bea shouted, whacking we across the back with the crop. "Now start again" she ordered, "gently around the sides."
I continued gently around her outer lips, wanting to nibble her clitoris or tongue fuck her hole, but I waited.
