Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

BDSM: My Wife's Submission EP23

Rob remained silent throughout this, content to let his wife control the situation. He absently began to stroke his already hard cock through his jeans.

"Alright, that's enough. Stand up and turn around to face us," Amy ordered. "Since you are so fond of showing everyone your tits, I think it's only appropriate we start with those, don't you?" she asked Debbie. Walking over to her dresser, Amy grabbed her wooden hairbrush and walked back over to stand in front of Debbie. "Hands behind your back. Now ask me to punish your tits," Amy ordered.

"P.. please punish my tits Ma'am," she meekly replied with her hands clasped behind her back.

"well, alright. If you insist." And with that she brought the brush down hard against Debbie's left breast with a resounding SMACK. Debbie cried out in pain, but did not move from her position. Amy watched with pleasure as the area began to redden quickly and took the shape of the brush. Taking aim she did the same to the other breast. SMACK. Another cry of pain from Debbie.

Looking over at her husband she was pleased to see that he was completely engrossed in watching his neighbor's breasts turn a dark red from the his wife's sadistic punishment. So much so, that he was openly rubbing his erection through his jeans and never even noticed his wife watching him. Turning back to Debbie, Amy began bringing the brush down in a steady staccato on each breast, reveling in the power she had over this other woman. Each smack elicited a cry of pain from Debbie but, to her credit, she never pulled away or even attempted to cover herself up.

When the tops of Debbie's breasts were a dark mottled red, Amy grabbed the nipple of Debbie's right breast and, pinching hard, lifted up on it to expose the sensitive underside. Taking aim, she began swinging the brush in an upward stroke to ensure she covered every inch of Debbie's breast with angry red welts.

When Amy finally finished punishing Debbie's breasts, she stepped back to admire her handiwork. Debbie was breathing hard and her face was flushed red from the exertion. Her breasts though were a beautiful shade of red and purple with nipples as hard as rock. Looking down, Amy was pleased to see small rivulets of pussy juice on the insides of Debbie's thighs.

running down her legs," Amy laughed. "Open your legs whore, so my husband can see." With her arms still clasped behind

we let Rob in on your dirty little secret. Don't you?" she asked Debbie. "Go ahead and tell him what you told me at the bar." When Debbie looked at Amy

Debbie mumbled, "I get turned on by being

think Rob was able

get turned on by being humiliated, used and

to strip in front of us pretty humiliating?" she

"Yes Ma'am."

having me paddle the shit out of your tits hurt like hell, you're turned on by

make eye contact Debbie

this situation a little more?" Amy asked

"Hell yeah!"

size four poster bed whose footboard consisted of two brass poles connecting the bottom two bed posts. The bottom pole was approximately waist height for Debbie while the upper pole was roughly a foot and half above the bottom one. Pulling down on the nipple, Amy forced Debbie between the two brass poles until she found herself standing at the foot of the bed, bent over at

down and, grabbing hold of Debbie's left ankle cuff, dragged it over towards the bed post. Once she was satisfied with its positioning, she tied the string to the loop on the cuff and then tied it off to the bed post. Walking over