Why Cant I Resist My Ex Ch 03

This story involves a reluctant female enjoying being embarrassed, humiliated and dominated sexually. It is not for everybody and the author does not condone any sort of unwelcome violence towards women or men.

There are two previous stories in this series. They do help to understand and set the scene for this story. This story can, however, be read without first reading them.

A month between visits seemed a long time, but my ex didn't wait that long, since his visit with Jake. I was secretly delighted to see my ex, because I was certain Jake would be with him. I had dreamed and fantasized about Jake returning with Todd my ex. Jake's cock had produced sensations in me unlike any cock before. The orgasm he had given me would always be imprinted in my memory.

As always, Todd pushed past me as if I didn't exist. I was looking for Jake, but instead was greeted by a smiling woman, who was probably ten years younger than either Todd or me. My heart sank, as this woman, who I had never seen before, looked at me with total distain, as she brushed past me. I was real pissed off with Todd and expressed it,

"Who the fuck is she, and what are you doing bringing her into my house."

"I have brought her here to show her what a slut you are. How you love to be humiliated, punished, degraded and fucked. How that turns you on so much, that you will do absolutely anything to get the sexual gratification you crave."

He was of course not totally wrong. His previous visits had been both hugely exciting, but also very embarrassing and humiliating. I had reflected on them many times and realized that it was, as he was saying, that very embarrassment and humiliation that aroused me so badly. It was very hard to admit these things to myself and I was certainly not going to admit it to him. Bringing a female into my house, however, was a step too far. I simply let rip with.

"Get that fucking bitch out of my house."

Tod resorted to his often-used manner of discussion, by slapping me hard across the face. It stung, but it also injected adrenaline or something into my veins. It only made me want to resist and fight him more. The red mist descended and I came out swinging. I landed a slap across her cheeks, before he pulled me away. He pulled my arms behind me and held them much more tightly than required to secure me.

"You told me she was a feisty old cow. I was going to be happy watching you cane or spank her, but that slap has just made it personal. I have never spanked another female, but for her I will make an exception."

I thought she was going to slap me, but instead she took hold of my face and with a calmness that was disarming she said,

"Her arse is going to be too sore for her to sit down for days. When she begs to be allowed to eat my pussy, I will consider stopping spanking her. If my hand gets too sore, I will have to borrow your belt. Tonight, bitch, you are mine, mine to do exactly what I want to do with."

I have always love sex, lots of it. I had however never experienced or wanted to experience sex with another female. This woman was scary. Was I really going to end up munching her muff?

Tod was not going to give me time to ponder the question. He pushed me to my knees in front of him. She moved and pulled up the armless chair.

"Over her lap. Feel free to make as much noise as you want to. I love to hear your pain, your suffering and I expect you to suffer. When you are ready to put your mouth to better use, I suggest you ask very politely."

"Never, no, no, no."

This made him laugh and say,

"I hoped you would say that. It is the way you say that word that really excites me."

She (I still didn't know her name) wasted no time pulling my summer dress up past my waist until it was just still covering my small boobs. She then rearranged my panties to her satisfaction. This was pulled up tight between the cheeks of my arse and the lips of my pussy.

There was no more ceremony, as she delivered two dozen, or so, stinging spanks to my cheeks without any break. I hardly noticed that I had begun to make a moaning noise, as the later ones started to sting even worse. As soon as the spanking paused her fingers were between my legs. I am not sure which of us was the most surprised, as they discovered how wet I was.

"You said she loves to be punished and humiliated but that is extraordinary, she is flooded. Take her panties off and show her."

Todd eased my panties out from between my legs and off my feet. I heard him take a long intake of breath before he rubbed them across my mouth and nose. They dampened my nose and the aroma of my excitement lingered, as he pushed them into my mouth. The spanking commenced again, but now my anus felt very exposed, particularly when my hips pushed up to meet the descending hand.

Gradually the spanking became even harder. The stinging in my cheeks began to turn into pain. After each spank my cheeks and pussy tightened in an attempt to ease the pain. When her hand stopped spanking and found my pussy again, I burst into tears. It felt wonderful. Not dried up, as I had expected but still swollen, sensitive and wet.

"The slut feels very ready to be fucked. Shame that she has not realised that that is not going to happen, certainly until she has eaten me to at least one orgasm. I am really enjoying her suffering. I hope that she does not admit defeat quite yet. I think my hand has got plenty more spanking in it yet. It is a matter of debate which of our pussies is more aroused, right now. Just remember, slut, that I have first refusal on his cock."

The realisation that Todd might not fuck was a real shock to me. I thought he had come here to fuck me. The idea that he might not horrified me. The fact that I could not deny I wanted him to, was just as horrific. I knew I needed to do something to ensure that I was not left frustrated.

"Please, please, I will lick your pussy, anything but I need to be fucked. I need to be fucked so badly. Pleeeeeease."

"I am so pleased, she really is the desperate slut, you said she was. Please tell me my pussy will be the first you have ever licked. The idea adds extra excitement."

I didn't fight her, confirming what she wanted to hear. She sat back on the chair easing her legs apart and moving her dress out of the way. I went to remove her panties but she stopped me, while indicating that I should not delay. It was strange, as licking her panties seemed even more humiliating than licking her actual pussy.

Her aroma was strong and pungent. Initially I hated it, but gradually started to find it strangely arousing. I was kneeling between her legs and had hoped that Todd would not be able to resist fucking me, in our favourite position. He was quickly behind me and I was optimistic before with urgency she said,

"Don't you fucking dare, fuck her. She is primed to go off like a firecracker. If she cums, she will lose some of her enthusiasm to entertain me. Also, I can't have you cumming, as I expect to have a use for a nice hard erection, a little later."

I was gutted, as he briefly disappeared out of the room. I heard him in my bedroom, before he returned to his position behind me. The first time the lightweight whip struck me; it stung my swollen clit. That upward strike, was quickly followed by a downward strike, finding my anus. These were not applied with great force, but stung the tender areas. I couldn't believe how subtle this was, by Todd's usually aggressive approach.

I returned to fully concentrating on her arousal. She pulled me away, by the hair and indicated that I should remove her panties. I was fascinated how swollen and red her pussy lips were. She was soon holding my head and moving it, to get the best contact. Her clit was now swollen and angry looking, and the noises she was making suggested that I was doing a lot right. It was still exciting when she became more agitated and announced,

"Lick me you bitch, lick me. That's it harder; I am going to cum all over you. Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuuck."

The last word was screamed and she forced my face hard into her pussy. I struggled to breath, as she struggled through her violent climax. The whipping of my anus and clit was stepped up in both force and speed. It was the strangest set of circumstances that had ever excited me, to the very edge of an orgasm. I knew I was close, but was surprised that she knew it too.

"Hit her harder. The slut needs just a little bit more, more pain, more humiliation, more domination."

He did what she told him to, and she couldn't have been more right. The whipping became harder, until I pleaded with him to just hit my erect clit. The pain was intense, but with it came exquisite pleasure that could only result in one outcome. He whipped me all the way through the strangest orgasm of my life, laughing as I screamed out my painful release.

It took me a long time to recover my senses, by which time Todd's erection was in my mouth. She was behind me laughing at me.

"I am not surprised she loved Jake's cock. Her pussy looks so slack and open I think it would take a rolling pin happily. It is okay though slut, I have got just the thing for you, right here. Being this big I would usually lubricate it, but you are dripping, like the slag he said you are."

The words were said to maximise my humiliation. They hit the mark perfectly. They were both laughing at me now. I didn't know what I wanted to happen at that moment, but I knew I wanted something.

"That's right, make your husband's cock nice and hard. When it is, my pussy will be ready to be fucked, by his adequate little cock. You my dear will be able to enjoy my rather large strap on. The beauty of it that it is not only huge, but it can keep on fucking you until both you and, more importantly, I have had enough."

Her reference to him being my husband, not ex-husband, annoyed me intensely for some strange reason. She certainly seemed to know how to push my buttons. I wanted to fight back in at least some way. The only way I could think of was to try and make Todd cum before he had the chance to fuck her. You don't spend years married to somebody and not know what they find impossible to resist. I used my mouth on his cock, one hand to squeeze his balls and the other to push a finger up his arse.

He slapped me across the face as he pulled away from me.

"Nice try bitch. Maybe I will let you have another try doing that, after I have finished fucking Jodie."

It was a little late for introductions, but I now at least knew the name of the girl who was pushing a strap on, that felt the size of a rolling pin, into my pussy. It stretched me and I was relieved that it was rubbery in texture as it found its way deeper and deeper into me. I was surprised that there was a brief pause, until I realised that it was Todd entering Jodie from behind.

"There we can both enjoy a cock now. The strap on fits me beautifully. As I fuck you it is designed to rub my clit. I can't be asked to find your clit, but feel free to masturbate it yourself."

I would have done exactly that, but somehow her giving me permission was a final insult. I considered defying her, but decided that that would only punish me. The strap on was huge, but I was not complaining and when I did find my clit, I was hell bent on finding a way to orgasm again. Her slapping of my arse cheeks stung and only encouraged me. I pushed back trying to get the strap on impossibly deep.

"My god, you should see her going for it, Todd. Go for it, girl, fuck yourself, masturbate yourself, cum all over my huge strap on."

I didn't need to hear her words, or feel her finger pushed viciously into my anus, to make me cum. I was already well past the point of needing anything, as I exploded both sexually and verbally.

"Fuck me you bitch, fuck me and don't stop."

My fingers perfectly wrung every last bit of orgasmic pleasure out of my body. I have no idea how long it lasted, before I collapsed forward exhausted. I hoped he would do what he had done on his other visits and leave very abruptly. She however had one, what I thought, final parting gesture.

"Clean his cock, he can't put it back in his pants like that."

His cock was covered in his cum, but I did not want to fight any more. He was even getting slightly erect before I finished licking him clean. She did have nearly the final words as she laughed.

"There is nothing better than an anal orgasm."

As these words sunk in, he did have the final words.

"One month, slut?"

I hate the word, but decided not to give him the pleasure of hearing me say, "No."

As previously after his visits, I felt drained. I felt confused, annoyed with myself, but deeply sexually satiated. We had been married for years and some of the sex had been good, but I could not remember it ever being half as good as his monthly visits. I knew I had to stop them. I had to stop him taking advantage of me, if I was going to move on. I asked myself whether I was ready to move on, and was gutted when I realised the answer was no, not yet.