Pretty Girls Don't Date Betas.

i don’t need to tie you up. when i say don’t move, you know damned well not to fucking move.

Should have stayed in the house

I figured venturing down to the stables was safe - my wife Yvonne was busy, having just finished a ride with her best friend Shelly. I figured I could pop in and say hello to the two of them before I left to go do the grocery shopping, so I headed down to the stables and saw the two females inside, putting away their tack.

"Oh, honey, I'm glad you're here," Yvonne said. "During our ride, Shelly was telling me how difficult things have gotten between her and Stan, and I informed her of the nature of our marriage."

I froze. I hadn't even spoken and my wife had fixed me in place. My face went beet red with shame and embarrassment, and Shelly giggled.

"Please no," I whispered, but Yvonne heard me.

"Thank you for giving me a reason by saying that," Yvonne said, patting the saddle and saddle pad in front of her. "Strip naked and bend over this right here. I'll tie your wrists to the wood and give you a good spanking with my crop in front of Shelly. Then she can spank you as well. That will give her the courage to face Stan with her new demands."

I trembled. She wasn't really doing this to me in front of another woman, right? This had to be a nightmare. I wanted to vaporize right where I stood. Yvonne laughed.

"I've never seen you look so embarrassed," she told me. "So once you're naked, go ahead and lick my boots and then ask to be spanked. That will show Shelly just how well-trained you are."

I couldn't move. My legs were like water, my whole body had gone cold. My wife became stern.

"Naked, now, little boy!" She hissed. "Or do I have to strip you myself and make things so much worse?"

I finally jolted into action, bowing my head, dropping my gaze and beginning to undress. Shelly laughed as well, and when my chastity cage popped into view, the woman's mocking laughter set me on fire.

"Now THAT'S something I want to investigate getting," Shelly said, moving to me and fondling my cage as I put my hands on my head at Yvonne's direction. "Once that's locked on him, I think Stan will become a whole new person."

Yvonne snapped her fingers. "In position now, little boy. I want to get you tied into place and nicely whipped before Shelly takes her turn. Then I'll probably leave you here while I go help her introduce Stan to his new life."

I obeyed, draping myself over the saddle. Yvonne tied me up, roping my hands to the wood and spreading my legs and roping them in place as well. I heard her swishing the riding crop as she moved behind me and heard Shelly laugh again.

"Oh, this is going to be the day my whole life changed for the better," Shelly said. "And Stan's for the worse!"

You tried to be charming, funny, thought maybe you could get her to smile and warm up to you. But your lame attempts only annoyed her.

She stared sternly, reprimandingly into your eyes, and you knew,right then and there, you’d make a mistake, so you began to apologize.

She wasn’t having it- her expression went from annoyance to anger as finally she said “Shut up, idiot. You know you’ve got no business talking to a woman like me. But since you’ve bothered me already, I might as well put you to use…”

And just like that, she had you. You nodded your head, mumbled a “yes ma’am” and followed her, wanting only to worship, serve and obey her…

"Don't be such a drama queen, it's fine babe. That's why they have these seat outside. I'll just call over that Big-titty Bikini Barista you were gawking at earlier, to say you've peed your pants."

"What? No! Don't do..."

"Oh, what? Now you don't want her over here? Well that's too bad, because I really want to see you squirm when she's over here, laughing her ass off at your pissy pants, with those tits of hers jiggling with every little giggle the pair of us are gonna be having.