One Of The Best Parts Of Being A Cuckold Is Seeing How Excited She Gets To Fuck Someone Else. #modernmarriage

While I just lie here in lingerie and Louboutins teasing the hell out of you 😇

This would be heaven to me!

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Just look at you, sweetie! You’ve got ketchup all over your face! Let Mommy clean you up, baby. It’s a good thing you were wearing your bib otherwise you’d have ruined your shirt!

Yes baby, I know the only reason you’re so messy is because I tricked you into watching a hypnosis tape that gave you the fine motor control of a toddler. I wasn’t blaming you, sweetie. Mommy was just commenting on what a messy little boy you are! A messy boy with a messy face. And one whiff of the air is enough to tell me you’ve got a messy bottom too.

What’s that? You didn’t know? Hahaha! That’s my favourite part of the conditioning! I love that you can’t even tell when you’ve peed or pooped your diaper until someone else tells you! Just like a baby. But yes, little one. You made a big stinky in your pants. Now lie down and Mommy will wipe your cute little butt for you too.

Poor innocent James tried to bargain with catburglar Alba. The timid young man promised he would be no trouble, even offering to be restrained while his slinky assailant took what she pleased.

It was all too easy for the petite thief as he was roped and gagged on the sofa, while she rubbed her shiny, booted body all over him.

After she had her fun, it was time for business as James was hogtied on the floor, balled up socks wrap gagged in his mouth. But Alba had a heart and popped her tits out of the suit to make him very uncomfortable on the cold floor.

Maybe she’ll take pity and give him a little tug to remember her by.

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Special Spanking Part 2

The rest of the day, after receiving my girlfriend Lydia’s text with her photo, I was nervous and anxious, almost afraid to go home to get the punishment I deserved. More than that, she’d grounded me for the weekend, meaning I would be naked and bound at all times and would be spanked twice daily, by her and her “special friend,” who would be joining us. I was miserable, but also highly aroused by the thought.

When time passed and it was time to go home, I knew my freedom was over. I drove home, then parked. Where I lived, there was a common parking area, then a long walkway to my residence, an end unit townhouse. I parked, then started to walk slowly, my head down, already shamefully hard and blushing about it.

“Hello Ryan.”

I looked up, and my heart sank. It was Sydney, my girlfriend’s best friend. She was, like Lydia, provocatively attired, but it was difficult to get excited knowing what she was about to do to me.

I took in the sight of her for a moment, from her sunglasses down to her bare feet. The thought kept going through my head - this woman is going to spank me - and the foolish thought of trying to run away passed through my consciousness.

But I knew better. Sydney worked as a police officer. She was trained to take me down.

“Take off your shirt, Ryan,” she told me. “Now.”

“So you’re the special friend?” I asked.

“You know that I am,” she replied. “Obey now.”

I glanced around to see if any of my neighbors were watching but it didn’t matter. I had to obey. I stripped off my shirt and dropped it to the ground. Sydney reached behind her and got her handcuffs off her bikini’s waistband.

“Turn around, hands behind your back,” she ordered, something she’d probably said hundreds of times, but never to me. I turned around and gave up my hands, and she handcuffed me right there where anyone could see.

The woman held me and picked up my shirt. “You are under arrest and in Lydia’s custody. You have been sentenced to a weekend of bondage and spanking. Once inside, you will be stripped naked and remain naked until Monday morning. Do you have any questions?”

A tear was already escaping my eye as the beautiful woman led me toward my apartment, and my fate was sealed. I was captured and would be held prisoner without any hope of escape, and I knew I deserved it.