Chapter 3: In Lori's Descent Into Submission
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She looked at him, shaking her head in agreement, but thinking how sexy it was; Bruno being this Italian 'bad boy' The two of them drove into town and had a light lunch. John was excited by the looks the men were giving his wife, even with the shirt cover up. He was asking about some local wineries when he saw Lori take out her phone.
She walked over to him and when he finished talking, she smiled, "Bruno just texted me. We are to meet him at the clock tower in twenty minutes."
The tower wasn't far from the restaurant so John paid the bill and they decided to walk. They held hands like young lovers and anticipated meeting Bruno. It was not the welcome meeting they hoped for. As soon as Bruno spotted them walking across the Piazza his expression changed. Lori saw the same look in his eyes as when he ripped her dress from her hands last night.
"What did you promise me last night. With my cock pounding your wet cunt what did you swear? Answer me!"
John was taken back by this display. Luckily it wasn't crowded but he could see some people farther down the street wondering what the yelling was about. "Bruno, easy. Lower your voice."
It was as if Bruno only just noticed John and in a split second considered his options. He knew his plan was not far along enough, yet.
"I am sorry," his voice was at conversation level, "It is just your wife promised to follow my wishes. She was only to wear the clothes we bought yesterday in Siena. I was not thinking, I am sorry Lori for yelling, but you will need to be punished for not following the instructions. There must be discipline for this to work. You both must know your place!"
John explained she was wearing the shirt at his insistence. They did not know they would be meeting and he felt she looked sexy even with the shirt.
John put his hand on Bruno's shoulder and whispered, "Chill, we will talk later,"
Bruno fought the urge to rip his hand off of his shoulder and nodded his head in agreement. He looked at John, "Well, now I am here, please ask your wife to remove the shirt. We will discuss her punishment later."
John at first was going to deny the Italian's request but felt a stirring in his loins. This is what he planned and worked so hard for. He looked at Lori and silently raised his hand motioning for the shirt. Lori looked around briefly and knew from the wetness she was feeling nothing would stop her. For some reason his threat of punishment had excited her. Her and John had talked about her being spanked in the past. Spanked....or more?
She shrugged her shoulders and the shirt slid down her arms and onto her hands. She raised it up and placed it in her husband's hand. His eyes left hers and drifted downward focusing on the blatantly hard nipples on display.
Bruno walked over to her and kissed her lightly on the cheek. "Now what did you tell me you were last night?"
Lori stood straight, causing her breasts to push forward, "I am your cunt. I am sorry for disobeying you, Bruno," she paused then added, "I deserve to be punished. I am so sorry."
"I am glad you understand the importance of you suffering for not following orders. Do not continue down this road, my Pet or else our time together will be over. You have a yearning inside, a desire needing to be fulfilled. Your husband cannot do it and as you know the clock is ticking," he paused so the words had time to sink in, "it is up to the both of you, of course. But if you wish to explore these feelings you will follow orders!"
John swore her nipples became visibly harder as Bruno spoke to her. He had mixed emotions. This man was doing everything they had spoken about, yet John was afraid he set the limits too low and Bruno was planing on stretching the envelope. He just needed to talk to Bruno, alone and revise their plans. This punishment talk was scaring him. He had told Bruno she was excited about the prospect of pain. There was still plenty of excitement for all three without overdoing it. John explained to Bruno about the visit from the officer that morning.
"Was he a short fat man?" he asked.
John told him it was and relayed the conversation about the dress and where it was found.
"He is a jealous man, I have known him much of my life. We grew up in the same village. I fucked his wife, before they married and after. She finally left him and he holds me responsible." Bruno started to walk reaching out and grabbing Lori's around the waist, letting his hand rest high on her ass cheek. "Take me to your car. I want to fuck your wife in the bed you slept together in last night."
The car was much too small for Bruno and Lori to sit in the back seat, so Bruno sat in front while John drove. He had Lori sit in the center of the back seat with her denim skirt pulled up to her waist. With both feet touching the side of the car her pussy was spread wide open. Bruno spoke all the way back to the villa about how wet it was and he liked to degrade Lori by asking questions of her children as they drove. John was going to tell him to stop, even though they had discussed this line of talk, but he was so hard he decided to leave it be.
When they arrived they went inside the house. John was anxious to finally see his wife with another man. But Bruno had other plans.
