Final Punishment and Forgiveness
Thursday
I woke refreshed and ready for another hard day at work. I didn't dress before starting my coffee. June came out wearing one of my button down shirts. She rocked it. Her legs are long and lean and her breasts were tantalizing as they appeared and disappeared as she walked. Of course she didn't fully button up the shirt.
"I am pleased to see you dressing like you used to when you start coffee in the morning. I like the look."
"Well I am pleased to return the compliment. You look very enticing this morning."
She gave me a saucy grin and turned and flipped up the tail to let me see that she wasn't wearing panties. "Are you ready to tap this yet? You know all you have to do is say yes and this pussy and ass are yours to ravish."
There were still some red marks from Les's crop. I assumed June was still a little tender. I stepped close and caressed her perky cheeks. "While you do tempt me I will wait until tomorrow night when your punishment ends. We also still need to sign the post-nuptial agreement and I hope that is today or tomorrow. We should also receive the preliminary results of our blood tests today or tomorrow and that will give us greater peace of mind as we resume our physical relationship."
June gave me a pouting look and tried to appear upset with me but she had to agree that waiting wasn't that bad of an idea. I poured her a cup of coffee and we discussed plans for the day.
June led off. "I will not be available for lunch today. Les will be calling and letting me know what my duties are and I have to run a few errands. I have no idea when I will be done so I will be here when you get home. Remember that this is the second night of my punishment and I need you to witness all that Les will do to me." I agreed with her and wished her luck with her errands.
She went to shower and change while I headed off to the first work site. I had to shake my head. Why was I so willing to trust her again? What the hell was wrong with me? I had to mentally slap myself up side of my head with the reminder that she had repeatedly cheated on me with that asshole Pete. I had no real evidence she was continuing to cheat on me but I also had nothing to reassure my doubting mind that she wasn't cheating on me either.
With that disquieting thought I threw myself into the day's work. It was more of the same. I pulled wires for the electrical and electronic needs of two houses being built next to each other. It was a hot day and I was sweating in the attic of the newly insulated house. Damn it was hot up there. No air movement up in the attic made me sweat bullets. By late afternoon I was almost dizzy from the loss of fluids. I took a break at four and drank a huge amount of water.
Thankfully everyone wanted to knock off a little early since it was so hot. I relaxed on the site for a while before gathering my stuff and climbing into the truck for the trip home. I wasn't looking forward to the activities of the evening. I went straight home to see if I could endure the experience of June's second night of punishment. When I got there I was the first one there so I showered and changed to fresh clothing and drank a couple of glasses of lemonade then had a beer before June and Les showed up.
June immediately went to the kitchen and started supper. Les sat and whispered to me about how she generally wanted the evening to go. "First June will get dressed and then she will give you a massage after bringing you another beer. After that we will eat. What she doesn't know is that she will have to eat from a dog bowl on the floor. When we are finished and she has cleaned the kitchen I want her to come over to my house for some more work."
I nodded. Maybe I could grab a nap but, no, that wasn't happening. I had to observe all of the punishment. That was part of the agreement that June had extracted from me. She would suffer the punishment but I had to witness it all. God, I was tired.
We made it through supper and then I fell asleep while June gave me a shoulder massage. Lest I forget, I have to describe her outfit for the evening. I had thought she would have to wear the same body suit from Wednesday night but I was mistaken.
Les had her dressed up in kind of a schoolgirl outfit. First was the top. It was one of my short sleeve button shirts. There was only one button actually buttoned though. It was the one just below her breasts. The tails were tied under that button. It was obvious she didn't have a bra on as the shirt gaped and gave tantalizing glimpses of her boobs. There was something else but I couldn't see very well for a while. Finally, after she made a mess eating her food from a new dog dish on the floor, and yes, even drinking from another bowl, I could see she had some kind of jewelry attached to her nipple.
It was kind of a clip that pinched her nipple a little so it could stay attached to her with rhinestones dangling off the end. The clips made her nipples very erect and I suppose they were rubbing against the material of the shirt, which didn't hurt.
Then came the skirt. It was the stereotypical plaid mini-skirt with pleats that swished as she turned and gave glimpses of her upper thigh. She also had thigh high white stockings on that made her look innocent while at the same time very fuckable. No heels this time, just some slides that let her stocking clad toes show.
After June made a mess of the floor Les made her get down on her hands and knees and scrub the kitchen until the tile had a serious shine. When she stood up Les made her stand with her feet apart and then we could see her bald pussy reflected in the tile. Les made some very suggestive remarks about how fuckable she looked. June blushed but kept quiet. She looked hopefully at me. I suppose she wanted me to tell her how desirable she looked but I tried to keep my countenance very stoic and didn't say a word.
June kind of deflated when she saw no outward response from me.
Les went over to June as she maintained her pose. "You know, I think I should move this from your nipple and put it on your clit. Is your clitoris big enough to handle some jewelry?"
June shook her head and kept looking at me for support.
"Now, Slave, don't shake your head at me. I think I need to see for myself if you can handle some jewelry." Les pulled June's shirt open and removed one of the nipple ornaments.
She gave June a sharp slap on her ass. "Now bend over, Slave and spread those lips for me." She gave June another slap on the ass, this time a little harder, when June failed to immediately bend over the table.
June blushed as she bent over the table and then reached between her legs and spread her cunt lips apart. Les tittered at June's embarrassment and then felt for her clit. June doesn't have a large clit, even when aroused it is only the size of a pea. Les knows her female anatomy though and soon had manipulated June's nether region until June was panting a little. Les ran a single finger into June's vagina and declared it to be "a sloppy mess". June's face got even redder.
Les then slid the nipple jewelry around June's clit. The piece of costume jewelry must have been made of some kind of spring material as it clung to that pea sized bit of nerve endings. June let out a small squeal as it pinched her but she didn't jump or twitch so it must not have hurt very much.
Les then slid her finger in June's pussy again before allowing her slave to stand once again. Les made sure that June watched as she sucked the juice off her finger. I didn't think June could actually get that shade of red but she almost glowed right then. I almost made a comment that she could lead Santa's sleigh if Rudolf was ill but I managed to keep my comment to myself and tried to keep my face impassive.
June looked uncomfortable with the jewelry pinching her clit but she managed to stand upright and pasted her slave look back on her face. Les beckoned and they headed for the door to walk to Les's house. I trailed along as I was required to watch all of June's punishment.
At Les's house June was made to clean the living room without stopping. Of course she didn't do it to Les's standards so a paddling occurred. June was then told to clean Les's bedroom including changing the sheets and washing them. Les made June sniff the middle of the sheet to see if they were fresh before washing. From the expression on June's face, they weren't. June was then made to lick the sheet. I thought she was going to gag.
That one almost got a smile from me. Les certainly grinned. Of course Les then got serious and gave June a couple of quick swats with the crop to get her going again. After June was done then Les critiqued June's efforts and then administered some more swats from the crop. She was very careful to not inflict bodily harm as June's ass was still striped from the night before.
With that the evening was over except for the trip home. It was only a few houses and well after dark but June was showing some trepidation about walking home when Les made her take off her shirt and walk topless home. I trailed behind a couple of steps so that she had no shielding from any prying eyes.
We made it without incident. June immediately turned and grabbed me in a ferocious bear hug. She couldn't speak for a few moments as her tears soaked my shirt. When she was in control again she stayed close as she held me but raised her tear-stained face. "My God, Mike, I almost puked when she made me lick her sheet. How do I go through with this tomorrow?"
"I hate to beat a dead horse but it is on you to say 'yes or no' to tomorrow. I doubt Les will think any less of you if you call this whole thing off now and we get back to working on our marriage."
We sat and talked quietly for some time before heading to our respective bedrooms for sleep. June wanted me to share a bed but I told her that it could wait another night. She offered oral sex for me but I was beat and declined the offer. Watching my wife be disciplined didn't turn me on anyhow.
I know I slept well and I got up and made coffee in the nude again. June also rose early and greeted me with tantalizing glimpses of her breasts. Her top was short enough that she turned and bent over to show me that she still had the piece of jewelry on her clit. When I gave her my Spock impression of a raised eyebrow she blushed and admitted that she had removed the clips from her nipple and clit last night but put them on again this morning just to see how I would react. I made my poker face at her again and she seemed disappointed.
