Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

FAITHFUL 💋

Thinking she was out for the afternoon, he ventured to play with her boots. The scent was hypnotic as he kneeled in front of these beautiful leather boots, prostate, naked, and enveloped his face in her open boot, inhaling the musky aroma of her pungent foot odour mixed with the heady scent of opulent leather. Lost in his little world of erotic lust, he didn’t hear her enter the room, shocked and disgusted by the sight before her eyes. Striding over to where he kneeled, she grabbed a handful of his hair, pulling him up to meet her steely gaze.

“So that explains the unusual stains on my beautiful boots does it!! You pervert!” she yelled at him while stunning him with some expertly landed face slaps on his stupefied face. Letting go, he crumpled in a heap with some pathetic excuses and apologies. She would have none of that. Striding to her dresser she retrieved a pair of black kid leather mid arm gloves, donned them while smoothing down on each finger, picked up the objects of his worship and enveloped her shapely legs in them. Grabbing him by the hair again, she pulled him over to the bed as she sat on the edge. “ Get over my lap now!!” she screamed. Terrified into submission he lay over her beautiful lap, yet somehow was still rock hard with desire. She trapped his hard cock between her silken stockinged thighs as she laid into his quivering arse cheeks with slap after slap of a solid leather gloved spanking. Needless to say he shot his hot load within a matter of minutes all over her legs which incensed her even more, causing his arse to burn bright red with her torrent of severe spanking…

Ground Rules

His wife was unhappy and unfulfilled. Their marriage was in jeopardy. They had decided it would be best if she began dating another man, and she wanted it to be someone they knew. Out of all of their acquaintances, she chose me, his boss. They invited me over to discuss their proposition to help save their marriage.

We sat in their living room and he brought me a beer. She sat next to him on the couch, while I took a seat in a chair across from them. Nervously, he asked me if I wanted to begin dating his wife. I was stunned by the request, but remained calm and collected. While the idea appealed to me immensely, I told him we needed to establish a few ground rules that he would have to agree to.

He asked what they were. I said I would agree to begin dating her if he agreed to the following:

He has no say on when or where I date her or what we do together

He has no say on when the relationship ends

I have priority with her, even on birthdays and anniversaries

When I visit, I am the man of the house in every respect

When the three of us are together, she is my woman and he is the third wheel

He walks me to the door and thanks me after every visit

After a long silence. He said. “Okay. I agree.”

I said, “Very well then. Let’s begin.” I held out my hand and his sexy wife rose from the couch and took a seat on my lap.

Forgetful Princess