Wicked Wednesday 317 – All’s Fair in Love…

 

After Jim’s punishing evening, he was eventually allowed back into Karen’s good graces (as well as Gary and Linda’s) and the foursome began to spend much more time together, most often in bed after a night of board games or dinner or whatever it was that meant they could spend time together. Living in a small town, they tried not to arouse suspicion as to the real fun they were having. But Karen, who was notoriously chatty, accidentally said the wrong thing to the wrong person and word began to get around. It was suddenly the hot topic and the four of them couldn’t go anywhere, alone or together, without snickers, stares, or comments being made.

Things did eventually die down again as some new piece of gossip worked its was into the town, but the other three weren’t exactly happy with Karen. And Jim’s ego still smarted a bit from that punishing evening a while back. Working together with Gary and Linda, he hatched a plan that just might teach mouthy Karen a lesson. It was a simple plan really and one that Jim knew they could pull off with very little work ( and a lot of fun) on their end of the deal.

The night came and everything was ready to go. As the couples stripped down sharing kisses and touches all the while, Jim made a seemingly innocent suggestion. “You know, Karen, I think after I have been tied down before it should be your turn. Not to watch of course, just be our plaything for the evening.” “Hmm, maybe. What do you two think?” Gary and Linda both smiled at her and simply led her to the bed where the ropes were already tucked out of sight waiting and each one began with a wrist. “Hey! What’s this now?” And Karen laughed as she was secured to the bed, thinking everything was all going to be all in good fun.

Linda kissed her friend and then moved to stand at the foot of the bed admiring not only her and Gary’s handiwork, but the lovely view as well. Karen’s tits and pussy were both on magnificent display and Linda could just barely see her clit beginning to peek out from its hood. She wondered if Karen like the ropes and decided that she must as the other woman squirmed against them for a moment before settling into the comfortable position she could. Karen was naked, open, and vulnerable to anything the three of them wanted.

Jim smiled as well and kissed his wife, almost roughly; he liked seeing her helpless like this and it turned him on like nothing else. He wondered how Karen would like it once they were done with her. He ran his fingers though her hair and she leaned into the touch turning her head towards him and spotting his hard cock, leaking pre-come. “Mmm, is that for me?” “Do you want it?” Jim laughed and leaned forward, letting himself just touch her lips, smearing the stickiness across them. Karen licked her lips and tried very hard to take at least the tip of his cock in her mouth. “I don’t think so. Be a good girl and ask.” Karen pouted. She wasn’t used to asking for much of anything as she was quite spoiled by the other three and glanced around the room as the predicament she was in suddenly hit her. Gary and Linda simply stood watching the exchange and then when Karen didn’t ask Jim walked over to Linda who promptly kissed first Gary and then Jim before speaking, “Jim, may I please suck your dick?” Her voice was breathy, but clearly loud enough for Karen to hear and Jim smiled at her and nodded. “Good girl Linda. And good girls get rewarded.” He pushed her gently to her knees and watched Karen’s face as Linda sucked him off. Her reaction was a mixture of desire and disappointment and a touch of anger as well. Good, thought Gary who was also watching. Karen needed to learn to watch her mouth and perhaps this would be just the way to do it.

The three of them eventually climbed onto the bed and worked their way around Karen who was incredibly aroused, but none of them would touch her unless she asked for it. And the longer she held her silence, the worse things got for her as she wriggled and squirmed and fought to close her legs at one point. God she wanted them to touch her. Finally she couldn’t bear to simply watch and spoke in a small voice. “Please, please touch me? Let me feel you.” She addressed them all as a group and suddenly Gary, Jim, and Linda descended on Karen’s body with hands and mouths and a cock in her pussy and she cried out in delight, although that cry was cut short as another cock found her mouth and began to fuck her face.

She was the center of attention again ans she was loving every single moment of it. But in a few moments, she wasn’t quite so sure how much she was enjoying herself as she began to struggle just a little for air with Gary’s cock almost choking her. And Jim merely making the slightest of movements inside her, and Linda pinching her nipples much harder than normal. She began to lift her hips and tried to pull her head back but she was well bound and not going anywhere unless one of them untied her. Gary gave her a wicked little smile, “Nothing to say Karen?” And she realized this was her own version of punishment.

Without any warning Gary groaned and came in her mouth, while Linda watched approvingly. “Better swallow it all Karen. We wouldn’t want any getting out.” And the other women gave a cruel pinch to her friend’s nipples, making her swallow hastily. Karen whimpered as she still wanted to orgasm even after the rougher than usual treatment, but Jim wasn’t speeding up any and after a few more moments, he pulled out of her altogether, grabbed the large wand vibrator and with Gary and Linda’s help got it positioned just so and tied it down, holding it against her clit. The he turned it on low, just enough to drive Karen up the wall and the threesome left the room to get a drink.

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Wicked Wednesday 251 – Necessary – (Punished Princess)

“What. Did. I. Say. Was. Necessary. Princess?” Said “Princess” hung her head shamefully. “That I be dressed and ready to go the moment you got home,” came a small voice. “Instead I arrived to a dilly dallying girl who can’t make up her pretty little mind and therefore we will now be late. That will make it necessary for punishment later.” Master quickly rummaged through Princess’ clothing and tossed garments on the bed or in her general direction depending on the garment. “Get dressed. Now. If you’re not ready in ten minutes I will leave you here and you’ll miss the fun. And you’ll be punished later for two infractions instead of just the one.”

The brunette he addressed quickly became a flurry of motion and started with the thigh high stockings and garter belt that had been tossed her way. She hastily completed her dressing and gave a quick check to her makeup that had been so carefully applied earlier before she lost track of the time. Her wild mane of curls suited the dress that she’d been instructed so recently to wear so she let them be, gave a spritz of her perfume and headed to find him, hoping she had made his time limit. Princess caught up to Master just as he was opening the front door to leave. He stopped and looked her over from head to toe and when his eyes met hers once again she saw the pleasure there. “Good girl. You look lovely, but don’t forget later.” The last half of his sentence was delivered as a warning that she would still be punished and punishment it would be, because although she enjoyed a good fun spanking, this was not going to be fun.

Later that night, after the events of the evening had come to a close, Master drove his Princess home occasionally shooting her wicked little grins that made her spine tingle. They arrived and he looked at her. “Inside. Strip to your stockings, leave the garter belt and shoes on, then meet me downstairs. And be quick.” Princess nearly stumbled in her high heels in her rush to complete her task, but he caught her gently in his arms. “Not so fast love. No injuring yourself now. That’s my job,” he said teasingly. And then he watched her go admiring the way she looked from behind and imagined just how that ass of hers would look later.

When she got downstairs to the basement turned playroom, Master immediately fitted her least favorite collar, a wide posture style that forced her head straight and left her unable to turn and look around. Then she was lead to the spanking bench (her favorite!) where Master got her settled, cuffing her hands together in front before catching up her feet in locking cuffs as well. Princess was getting excited until she felt him place a hand on her ass and lean in to speak very quietly to her, “Remember Princess, this isn’t going to be fun, you had that at the party earlier. Now your pretty little ass is mine.” And his hand came down with a gentle slap, making her gasp.

The gentle slaps gradually became harder strikes as her body warmed under his hand, to the feel of the hits he gave her. Soon enough he moved to a paddle, reddening her flesh further and driving her need higher. He laughed at her squirming and thwacked her harder with the paddle. Princess stilled immediately at that hit and it suddenly sunk into her head that this was not going to be fun, just like his earlier words had implied. She gasped trying to hold as still as possible and take the punishment that she knew her laziness had earned for her.

Princess heard the paddle being put away and then came the soft clink of metal on metal and the whisper of cloth as Master slid his belt from its loops. He gripped just enough of it in his hand to keep the buckle well clear and laid pretty stripes across her ass and the back of her thighs. She was trying not to cry out and failing as she realized the noise she heard was her own voice, wordless and vulnerably raw. This, this was the crux of her punishment and she began to openly cry now, hoping it would end soon. She was certainly feeling repentant from her earlier actions and she knew that the sight of her raw, reddened ass would only inflame Master further. She was a pain slut for him when he wanted to punish her and tonight he did. Princess wondered if he might fuck her, but then she remembered she was being punished. No orgasms would come her way tonight.

And like that the belt stopped and was laid down on a nearby table. Master picked up some lotion and slowly began working it into her skin, his fingers kneading and pinching a bit as he let it soak in and cool her skin a bit. Princess began to visibly relax as he did so and he smiled to himself. He knew she’d be wet and ready if he wanted her, but tonight wasn’t for her. So when he was done with her gorgeous ass, he snapped a few pictures of the view and moved around in front of her releasing his cock from his pants. He wrapped a hand around it and began jerking his cock. “You, Princess, were a naughty girl this afternoon and normally I’d only leave your pretty ass striped, but tonight I think you need a bit more humility to remind you of your place.”

He started into her eyes as he pumped his cock, watching her face, seeing how she tried to lean close enough that she could take him in her mouth, although she knew he was just out of reach. He remembered how she’d looked, all dressed up and all for him, he thought of her so recently spanked ass and looked at the vulnerable face before him, knowing she was his to do with as he please and groaned as her felt his orgasm rise. Princess strained to look down and away from his cock, knowing he would splatter her face and hair with his jizz. Finally just before he came she gave up, closed her eyes and resigned herself to the idea that she would be his come covered and spanked Princess whether she willed it or not. Master called her name and she opened her eyes momentarily to look at him, to see how close he was. As the first hot stream of come erupted from his cock she quickly closed her eyes again feeling it hit her cheeks and then her forehead as he spurted, covering her face with his come.

“Stay there and think about your indiscretion. I’ll be back shortly.” And he walked away to let Princess muse. Within moments he heard her small sobs and gasps and knew she was sorry. He gave her time to cry it all out and returned to her, wiping her face clean and putting his punished Princess to bed.

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If you missed last week’s Wicked Wednesday, you can find it here. The prequel to last week’s post is also here.