Jake had spent the day getting humiliated by some teen girl and upset he broke his own promise and went back to her for more. He wanted revenge, not openly masturbate hoping for permission to cum, nor, to drink his cum to her amusement. He wanted to pick a fight with his wife to offset the day, only to find her humming as she fixed and served dinner.
Jake frowned, Sheila was happy, had taken to eating healthy, did exercise which was starting to show as she lost weight, toned up, and was in a generally good mood more and more.
Jake had no idea what Sheila was up to but convinced that while he worked hard at his job and earning his pay, she was having an affair. He sat at the table, talking himself into how rude she was to go behind his back. It didn't matter he cheated on her weekly for over the past year, it did bother him she might have found another man.
All he had to do was find them together, Sheila would pay dearly for the betrayal.
"You seem happy tonight." he remarked, "Had a good day?"
She looked at him in confusion before shrugging. It had been weeks since he showed any interest in her work or day.
"Yes, I did. I found a Dumas in one of the cartons I researched."
Yeah, like he was going to believe she was this happy over a book. One still being published no less.
"Good for you."
He resumed eating, Sheila looking at her plate. Yeah, his tone and words were not helpful to her good mood but then he'd been like that for a year now. She was so glad she had Dominate and Mistress in her life. A life of obedience seemed much more arousing and exciting than mister boredom across the table.
The next morning after Jake left for work, Sheila unlocked the front door, going back to start her yoga. She was almost finished when there was a knock, Sheila not seeing anyone through the peephole, but another knock came, so she slowly opened to see Dominate outside, not looking happy. She quickly opened, allowing her in before closing the door.
"About time, slut. Mornings are getting chilly."
"Sorry, Dominate, but I did unlock the door for you before."
"And I would know that, how?"
She apologized again, watched as Dominate sat again to play with Sheila's phone, so the highly aroused housewife went back to finishing her nude yoga workout. She finished, clicking onto the Internet history so Dominate could see four adult movies watched by her obedient lesbian slut slave. Dominate came over to look, sitting on the chair as slut offered which of the four videos she liked the most, Dominate watching the twelve-minute video. She looked at slut, kneeling next to the chair in her new slave position of open palms up on her thighs, eyes downcast.
"What did you like in this one you didn't like in the others?"
"This was more of being ordered around for pleasure of the Mistress. The others were more of being caged or tortured in ways to please the Mistress who didn't seem to have a reason for doing any of it."
"You do understand, I don't need a reason to torture you if I feel like it? Or lock you up in any way I want?"
"Yes, Dominate, slut slave understands, but the other videos didn't even have that for a reason. Just a reason to listen to the slave scream and cry, from what I saw on them."
Dominate chuckled at her.
"So, if I want to beat your ass or torture you, it's okay as long as I have a reason like I want to but not okay if I simply do so?"
"No, Dominate, slut slave is available for you in any way you please."
"You need work, slut. Right now, show me your shoes."
They went into the bedroom, four pairs of high heels all polished, the bottoms even looking like they were scrubbed. Dominate picked up the phone, looking at the videos made, ensuring slut slave always used her tongue on all four shoes as commanded. Naturally, she was nude and, on her knees', something Kate was expecting for slut to obey any command.
Like the previous morning, slut was the bench at the computer while Dominate went on various sites, Dominate occasionally smacking a ruler on the bare ass as she looked at what she mostly considered loser sites. Slut was so horny she had to be ordered to stay still, making her more eager to cum than before.
Finally, slut was told to get dressed and do her grocery shopping, which she did with sadness, preferring to be here to show Dominate she could worship like the ones in the videos. When slut was gone, Kate did some more on the computer before taking a nap on the couch.
She woke to find slut naked and kneeling, sniffing Dominate's shoes and socks.
"You ready to worship my feet?"
A moan came from the housewife who looked like she was ready to pass out from arousal. The more she sniffed, the more she felt her body have waves of pleasure. Dominate shifted to sit on the couch.
"Apparently not. Get dressed, you can drop me off at the park."
At the park, slut looked at Dominate with as much adoration as she could muster.
"Dominate, will you be back tomorrow morning?"
"No idea, slut. Does it matter?"
"I can have the door unlocked for you to enter."
Kate got out of the car, looking back at her.
"I could have entry to the house whenever, if you wanted or even a phone to let you know if I want you to do things before I get there. Oh, wait, not an option for you."
She shut the door, walking away, slut watching until Dominate was out of sight before driving off. She'd be shocked if slut didn't have a key ready for her in the morning. Then she reached into her jacket pocket for some food she took from slut's place, sitting in the sun to eat lunch. At least she got to eat for free since she didn't have breakfast.
Jake was going half nuts again, as he listened to the presenter drone on about a new program being instituted. He was sitting in a crowded room, between two of his coworkers who looked more interested in Jake's constant movements than the PowerPoint at the front of the room. One finally asked what his problem was, but Jake only whispered he was feeling a bit off.
There was not any way Jake could think of to tell them someone kept breathing in his ear while clearly, no one was there. Or his cock caught in his pants at an angle with no way for him to straighten it out. Or the arousal where he suppressed moans of desire before the silent audience heard him. He needed this to be over and soon.
Twenty minutes later he went to the men's room where a line was already formed, so he had to duck into a stairwell. Before he could do anything, he saw cameras covering the stairs, Jake going downstairs without comfort as security was watching every move. Entering his office, he finally was able to straighten out his cock which offered little comfort considering it only wanted to spurt.
Jake locked the door, took a handful of Kleenex, and released his cock to be stroked. He happily enjoyed the sensations, only dimly aware he was taking too much time to cum. His door was tried, someone knocking when it was found locked before leaving. Jake was ready to cum again when another knock occurred, this time he hurriedly stuffed his erection back into his pants. He started for the door when it opened.
His boss was in the doorway, looking at Jake while sniffing the air. He shook his head, told him to go home to his fine-looking wife if he was that needy before walking away with the file he came for in the first place.
Jake didn't need his fine-looking wife, for he deflated with her like he did with all the other women, except one. One very young teen with an attitude, an attitude to embarrass Jake in different ways. Jake wasn't into that sort of stuff, yet in the past few weeks, it seemed the only way to overcome this issue of feeling edged on an orgasm and no way over it.
