"So, you little slut, you've been trying to get in my husband's pants, have you?"
Carrie was lying on the bed, tied to all four posts and was looking at me like I was crazy. She was naked and her legs were spread wide, pussy in full view.
I had on a black, leather outfit that was just made of leather straps. The one set of straps were under my breasts, keeping them high and the ones on my upper torso were spaced out evenly. The straps in between my legs just wrapped around my thighs, with my pussy open. I had on my black knee high boots and had my nice feather whip.
"What are you talking about?" Carrie asked.
"I know you've been taunting my husband, John here, for months. He's told me bitch! Tell her John!"
John just looked at me like he all of a sudden didn't know how to speak.
"You have got to be fucking kidding me John! You told me all about how she would bend over at work by the copier; with no panties on, making sure you saw her pussy. Making sure she spread her sweet little legs so could get that good view of her wet...pussy...John!"
This was going to be fun, I thought. If she won't leave my husband alone, she'll end up being our little slut.
"So what made you attracted to John, hah Carrie? Was it the fact that he's tall, or that he has big hands, big feet? Did you imagine he had a big cock? You want that big cock in your tight little pussy, don't you, you little slut! Ya know, he has a nice big, fat tongue too. I bet you noticed that too. I bet you want that tongue on your pussy, don't you?
"Let's see how bad you want him, how wet your pussy is now." I ran my finger just down the inside of her pussy and the juices had started to flow.
"Ohhhh, looky here John, her pussy is wet. Well, seems like I was right John. So, tell me Carrie, have you ever eaten pussy before?"
"No," Carrie whispered.
"You're going to be eating a lot of pussy this weekend you little slut," I whispered in her ear.
"You see this little whip I have? Whenever you say or do the wrong thing, you're going to get a nice little smack with this whip. The better you listen and do what I say; you won't get it......as much. Do you understand?"
Carrie slowly shook her head up and down.
"Good, I'm glad we've come to an understanding......Carrie."
I got on the bed and straddled her on her tummy, taking the whip and ever so softly stroking her nipples with it. I ran the feather over both of her nipples, just looking for her reaction.
She was just lying there, not moving, not giving anything away. Ummm, so she might be hard to break. I doubt it though; she's just trying to be tough.
"John, take your clothes off. I want our little slut here to see what you're all about. Have you ever seen him naked Carrie?"
"No, of course not!" Carrie yelled.
I leaned over, close to her and very softly said, "It would be in your best interest to never speak to me like that again my dear. Savvy?"
She looked at me with a fierce look in her eyes but didn't say anything. This was going to be better than I thought.
"Let's go John, take your clothes off."
John started taking his clothes off, hesitantly of course. John was 6'3" and built like solid rock. He had a broad frame, didn't have a flat stomach but it wasn't by any means fat. He was sexy as hell and all the looks from passerbies on a daily basis said so. John finally had his clothes off.
"Is this what you've wanted all of this time my dear? Do you see how beautiful and sexy my husband is? We've been married now for 12 years and you think with your little slutty self, you're going to come in and take him away from me? I don't think so," I said as I flicked the feather along her pussy.
I flicked the feather some more along her pussy, slowly up and down. Then I got up and ran it down her thighs, along each one of them. Up and down each leg, from top to bottom and paying special attention to the inside.
"John, come over to the bed dear. Lean over and run your tongue very slowly up and down her pussy. Don't put your tongue inside though; just run your tongue on her lips."
John just stood there looking at me not making a move.
"Do you want me to take this whip on you?" As I got up again and smacked his ass with it, which made him jump. "I know you've flirted with her in some form or fashion John, so go and lick her pussy, NOW!"
John walked over to the bed, looked at Carrie and she was looking at him. I could see all the emotions on her face, not sure what they all meant. But, I would find out.
John bent over, stuck his tongue out and licked her pussy from top to bottom, then from bottom to top.
"That's good John, now do it again." John repeated the action.
"Very nice my dear." I walked over to the bed and straddled Carrie again. I stretched my legs and put my pussy over her right breast, opening it up and putting her nipple just inside. I slowly swayed so she could feel my pussy and I felt her nipple getting harder.
"Ohhh, you like that do you my little pet? Let's see how you like it when my pussy touches your other breast. I did the same to the other one, making sure her nipple was wrapped in my pussy lips.
"John, come over here and lick her nipples and suck my juices off of her." John came over and sucked on her nipples, licking all around to get the juices off. After he did both of them, he stood back by the end of the bed.
I walked over to John to see his enlarging cock. "I see you are enjoying yourself my love," I said as I ran my hand up and down his cock.
"Now, John, our little slut is going to eat my pussy while you lick her like you just did. Do not lick inside her pussy, do you understand?"
"Yes...I understand," John said through gritted teeth.
"Now, my little slut. I'm going to straddle your sweet little face and you are going to lick my pussy." I was hovering over her face now, swaying my hips, just above her mouth, slowly lowering my pussy to her face.
I touched her lips with mine and rubbed back and forth. Then I reached back with my right hand, flicking the whip lightly on her nipples. Her nipples were still hard. She might try and fight it but her body will tell different.
