Wife and Mistress (Part 1)
If I didn't count the cute little stainless steel cage that was tightly locked around my pathetic cock, I was completely naked like an animal.
I had to kneel on the floor, right in my living room. On the sofa, owner Thanh Hang is sitting comfortably watching TV. She wore a T-shirt, jeans, and her hair tied up in a bun, revealing her pale neck. I think it's lucky that Hang wears long jeans, not shorts or short skirts. Otherwise, her long and smooth legs will make me more aroused, and every time I am aroused, my erect cock will be tied tightly in the stainless steel lock, causing me both pain and difficulty. bear. I was ordered to kneel next to her and start sucking her mistress's beautiful toes. My saliva dripped between her toes and she allowed it.
Seeing me secretly looking up at her, Mistress Hang burst out laughing. Her beautiful face hidden behind intellectual glasses makes her even more charming. Even though she is 26 years old, I think Hang is still too young for a famous psychiatrist. She just looks like a freshman. And it's also difficult for any female psychiatrist to have a body like a supermodel and a height of 1m70 like her.
Just by looking at my eyes, Hang could guess what I was thinking. She pulled her foot out of my mouth. Stand up, turn your back slightly towards me:
Do you like my butt? - she asked
A fatal question for me. Her butt is big and round, and when she wears tight jeans, it looks even more attractive. Hang knew that I was fascinated by women's butts, so that question was nothing more than a tease.
Yes, I like it… I like it very much - I dragged my knees closer, quickly placed my face on Hang's ass, kissed and inhaled the smell of her ass.
Hang just let me satisfy for a few seconds then pushed me away and asked:
So do you want me to sit on your face? Yes, please, please punish me like that, please sit on my dog's face… - I begged despicably.
Mistress Hang burst out laughing and said:
Two million for two minutes for me to sit on your face
I quickly nodded, grabbed my phone and transferred money to Hang.
Okay, lean your head back on the chair, face up.
I happily followed orders. Hang deliberately teased me by lowering her butt but not sitting on my face, leaving her big ass hovering a few centimeters above my face, making me have to beg again before she giggled. and sat down on his butt, pressing his whole body weight on my face.
After more than 2 minutes, there was the sound of the door opening. Thuy - my wife, has returned from the market. Seeing Thuy, Miss Hang said sarcastically:
Look, whore, your husband is willing to spend two million to have me sit on his face for two minutes. Have you ever sat on his face like this?
Hang's words made both me and my wife both humiliated and excited. That's why Hang is here. She is a psychologist specializing in consulting and treating psychological problems for couples. Thuy and I have been married for 5 years without children. The relationship between husband and wife also has problems, both feel a lack of stimulation. So we went to Hang. This is the psychological treatment method that Hang offers to my husband and me.
Of course, we can completely stop this treatment at any time, but Thuy and I both like the feeling of becoming Hang's slaves. We feel much more aroused, so up until now, both my husband and I don't want to stop the treatment, ready to let Hang take us over the limit little by little. Hang lifted her butt from my face and signaled my wife to come closer. Thuy quietly walked over and said:
Yes, boss, I bought everything you asked for.
Thuy is only 1m60 tall, her body is a bit slim but her face is also quite beautiful. Seeing my wife, my dick suddenly became much harder. I remember her big round butt with longing. I don't understand why my wife is so delicious, but in the past I felt emotionally cold and tired of being close to her? Now that our cocks are locked and completely under Mistress Hang's control, my husband and I realize how attractive each other is.
Thuy is wearing a tight black one-piece dress, which seems to be a bit thinner than usual. The dress had a fairly wide low neckline, revealing almost half of my wife's smooth breasts. She was not wearing a bra.
Mistress Hang walked closer to my wife, raised her hand and pulled up my wife's skirt, letting me see her pussy. My wife also doesn't wear underwear. Does the boss force my wife to go shopping while dressed so carelessly like this?
Did you do as I told you? - Hang asked my wife Yes, yes - my wife replied softly
So, tell me and your husband again, what did you do when you went shopping? Speak loudly and clearly.
Thuy shyly looked at me and said:
Yes, the owner sent me to buy clothes, I have to wear beautiful makeup, wear a sexy dress but I can't wear underwear inside…
And then?
When going and coming back, you must take bus number 05
How is bus 05? - Hang evokes It was… it was a very crowded bus. Everyone had to squeeze in and stand very close to each other. That bus ride… for some reason, there are usually a lot of men…
Hearing this, I vaguely understood the owner's intention.
Oh… a car full of men standing together like that, but a woman dressed as sexy as you standing inside, must be very attractive, right? - Hang laughed and said - I bet there have been many hands groping all over your body: your thighs, your butt, even your breasts, right?
As she spoke, Hang stroked and moved her fingers gently over my wife's body parts. I could see my wife breathing rapidly, seemingly very aroused.
Even I was excited. For some reason, when I think about my wife having her body groped by other men, I feel more aroused.
At this time Hang was standing behind my wife. The mistress rested her chin on my wife's shoulder, blew softly and said into my wife's ear:
Maybe there was a very big and hard cock, several times bigger and harder than your husband's, poking your butt while on the bus?
I saw my wife stiffen, breathe harder, and moan softly again. It seemed like Hang was poking my wife's butt with her fingers. Hang's voice is still light and extremely arousing:
The bus keeps moving up and down, surely those strange dicks also poke in and out of your butt like this? Honestly bitch, you wished that ride would never end, didn't you?
Uh…uh - my wife could only moan softly
You're such a lustful whore - Hang wrapped her arms from behind, passed through my wife's crotch, inserted a few fingers into my wife's entrance - why is your pussy so wet? You can get high even by taking the bus, you whore, hahaha?
With one hand, Hang continued to stimulate my wife's vagina, with the other hand she reached forward to caress my wife's chest.
And that dog, crawl over here.
I had to kneel on the floor, right in my living room. On the sofa, owner Thanh Hang is sitting comfortably watching TV. She wore a T-shirt, jeans, and her hair tied up in a bun, revealing her pale neck. I think it's lucky that Hang wears long jeans, not shorts or short skirts. Otherwise, her long and smooth legs will make me more aroused, and every time I am aroused, my erect cock will be tied tightly in the stainless steel lock, causing me both pain and difficulty. bear. I was ordered to kneel next to her and start sucking her mistress's beautiful toes. My saliva dripped between her toes and she allowed it.
Seeing me secretly looking up at her, Mistress Hang burst out laughing. Her beautiful face hidden behind intellectual glasses makes her even more charming. Even though she is 26 years old, I think Hang is still too young for a famous psychiatrist. She just looks like a freshman. And it's also difficult for any female psychiatrist to have a body like a supermodel and a height of 1m70 like her.
Just by looking at my eyes, Hang could guess what I was thinking. She pulled her foot out of my mouth. Stand up, turn your back slightly towards me:
Do you like my butt? - she asked
A fatal question for me. Her butt is big and round, and when she wears tight jeans, it looks even more attractive. Hang knew that I was fascinated by women's butts, so that question was nothing more than a tease.
Yes, I like it… I like it very much - I dragged my knees closer, quickly placed my face on Hang's ass, kissed and inhaled the smell of her ass.
Hang just let me satisfy for a few seconds then pushed me away and asked:
So do you want me to sit on your face? Yes, please, please punish me like that, please sit on my dog's face… - I begged despicably.
Mistress Hang burst out laughing and said:
Two million for two minutes for me to sit on your face
I quickly nodded, grabbed my phone and transferred money to Hang.
Okay, lean your head back on the chair, face up.
I happily followed orders. Hang deliberately teased me by lowering her butt but not sitting on my face, leaving her big ass hovering a few centimeters above my face, making me have to beg again before she giggled. and sat down on his butt, pressing his whole body weight on my face.
After more than 2 minutes, there was the sound of the door opening. Thuy - my wife, has returned from the market. Seeing Thuy, Miss Hang said sarcastically:
Look, whore, your husband is willing to spend two million to have me sit on his face for two minutes. Have you ever sat on his face like this?
Hang's words made both me and my wife both humiliated and excited. That's why Hang is here. She is a psychologist specializing in consulting and treating psychological problems for couples. Thuy and I have been married for 5 years without children. The relationship between husband and wife also has problems, both feel a lack of stimulation. So we went to Hang. This is the psychological treatment method that Hang offers to my husband and me.
Of course, we can completely stop this treatment at any time, but Thuy and I both like the feeling of becoming Hang's slaves. We feel much more aroused, so up until now, both my husband and I don't want to stop the treatment, ready to let Hang take us over the limit little by little. Hang lifted her butt from my face and signaled my wife to come closer. Thuy quietly walked over and said:
Yes, boss, I bought everything you asked for.
Thuy is only 1m60 tall, her body is a bit slim but her face is also quite beautiful. Seeing my wife, my dick suddenly became much harder. I remember her big round butt with longing. I don't understand why my wife is so delicious, but in the past I felt emotionally cold and tired of being close to her? Now that our cocks are locked and completely under Mistress Hang's control, my husband and I realize how attractive each other is.
Thuy is wearing a tight black one-piece dress, which seems to be a bit thinner than usual. The dress had a fairly wide low neckline, revealing almost half of my wife's smooth breasts. She was not wearing a bra.
Mistress Hang walked closer to my wife, raised her hand and pulled up my wife's skirt, letting me see her pussy. My wife also doesn't wear underwear. Does the boss force my wife to go shopping while dressed so carelessly like this?
Did you do as I told you? - Hang asked my wife Yes, yes - my wife replied softly
So, tell me and your husband again, what did you do when you went shopping? Speak loudly and clearly.
Thuy shyly looked at me and said:
Yes, the owner sent me to buy clothes, I have to wear beautiful makeup, wear a sexy dress but I can't wear underwear inside…
And then?
When going and coming back, you must take bus number 05
How is bus 05? - Hang evokes It was… it was a very crowded bus. Everyone had to squeeze in and stand very close to each other. That bus ride… for some reason, there are usually a lot of men…
Hearing this, I vaguely understood the owner's intention.
Oh… a car full of men standing together like that, but a woman dressed as sexy as you standing inside, must be very attractive, right? - Hang laughed and said - I bet there have been many hands groping all over your body: your thighs, your butt, even your breasts, right?
As she spoke, Hang stroked and moved her fingers gently over my wife's body parts. I could see my wife breathing rapidly, seemingly very aroused.
Even I was excited. For some reason, when I think about my wife having her body groped by other men, I feel more aroused.
At this time Hang was standing behind my wife. The mistress rested her chin on my wife's shoulder, blew softly and said into my wife's ear:
Maybe there was a very big and hard cock, several times bigger and harder than your husband's, poking your butt while on the bus?
I saw my wife stiffen, breathe harder, and moan softly again. It seemed like Hang was poking my wife's butt with her fingers. Hang's voice is still light and extremely arousing:
The bus keeps moving up and down, surely those strange dicks also poke in and out of your butt like this? Honestly bitch, you wished that ride would never end, didn't you?
Uh…uh - my wife could only moan softly
You're such a lustful whore - Hang wrapped her arms from behind, passed through my wife's crotch, inserted a few fingers into my wife's entrance - why is your pussy so wet? You can get high even by taking the bus, you whore, hahaha?
With one hand, Hang continued to stimulate my wife's vagina, with the other hand she reached forward to caress my wife's chest.
And that dog, crawl over here.