A Marriage Agreement Part 12

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Tom was sent back to his duties on the laundry as Cathy and Ellen remained seated on the sofa. Ellen told Cathy that anytime she wanted to leave Tom with her, it was fine. She may want to get away for a weekend or whatever. Cathy thanked her and replied that she would definitely take her up on that. Cathy would not be leaving Tom alone for very long at this stage of the game. He would be trained and earn her trust before that happened. The girls decided to go out side and get some sun. They found the patio very inviting as they reclined in the chairs and chatted. Ellen ask if Tom was to be the same at work or if Cathy planned more ways to make his day a little rougher. Cathy seemed surprised and wanted to know what she meant. Ellen replied that his dick was locked up already and to make it a little more stressful, she could assign him work to do. She said she had noticed Tom had a lot of free time, which he usually spent telling jokes with the guys or just bull shitting around the office. Cathy was glad to hear this and told Ellen that was a wonderful idea. Seeing how Tom could not go to anyone for fear of his secret getting out, Ellen may as well enjoy the benefits also. They both agreed to work on a list of items that might fit in. Saying she had to be going, Ellen stood and they both went back inside. Cathy called for Tom to come and say goodbye to her guest. Tom came slowly to where they were standing. Cathy told him to get on his knees and kiss the shoe of Ellen, as his way of saying goodbye. Both women smiled as Tom’s lip print remained on the patent leather shoe. With that, she was out the door and Tom was again alone with Cathy. As she checked on the laundry room assignment, she noticed that Tom had not begun to iron. She explained to him the procedure he would follow to save time. She instructed him to start with the ironing as soon as the clothes came out of the dryer. As he may have to iron some of the items two or three times to suit her, he had better get busy if he did not want to get punished for taking too long. Tom hung his head as Cathy smiled and patted his balls, making sure to hit them just enough to cause some discomfort. She turned toward the ironing board and adjusted it lower to the floor. Calling Tom over, she had him run the iron across the top of the ironing surface. She admired the way he had to stoop to reach it. If he were on his knees, it would be to high. Perfect, she told him. Now leave the door open so I can observe you and when you are ironing, always have your face to the wall. With that she left the room. Tom plugged the iron in and prepared to start something he had never done. Hopefully he would learn fast.

Cathy was thinking of ways for Tom to be punished when he had failed her instructions. She knew she would become bored using the crop and wanted to try different things to keep him on his toes. Well, she had thought of one thing and that was keeping him on his toes. She smiled as a picture came to her mind concerning this. She saw Tom, hands tied above his head, pulling him up on his tip toes. After he had been in this position for a while, she could imagine the perspiration running down his face and body. She could even do this outside in the sun to speed up that sweat process. She smiled as she could almost hear him begging her for a drink of water or to be released so he could rest. How would she respond to him? Maybe she would recline in her bathing suit, sipping a cool drink, as Tom watched and begged. Maybe she would make him tell her why he had proven unfaithful to her. She could spend some time on the phone as she let him suffer. Ellen could come over and help her punish him as they both got some sun, she thought. Ellen had already mentioned one day about how she loved to watch a man suffer and beg for any kind of pleasure. Maybe Ellen could bring another man and they could have fun with two of them. Cathy felt her sex getting wet as these thoughts entered her mind. She would have to devise a plan to take care of these desires and when she decided what course to take, she was sure Tom would be an unwilling partner in her pleasure.

Tom came in to tell Cathy he was finished with the laundry. She arose to go check his work as he followed behind. She started inspecting his ironing and found three items right away that did not meet her expectations. As she came across the sub-standard clothing, she tossed each piece into the floor. When she was finished, Tom counted nine things he had screwed up. Cathy told him to put the rest away in the closet and to re-wash and iron his mistakes. He pleaded with her to just let him iron them again. Her response was while he was putting the clothes in the closet; bring her the crop when he came down. He shut up and went about his work. returning in a few minutes with the long black crop he has tasted last night. She took it and led him into the kitchen, telling him to bend over a kitchen chair as she took a seat in a high bar stool. As she swiveled back and forth, she ran the crop up and down the crack of his ass. She would stop at the bottom and smack his nut sack, before moving back to the top. Tom was groaning every time his balls were hit. She explained to him there was no room for his back talk. When she gave an order, he was to follow with actions, not words. To remind him of who was in charge, he could count to twenty for her. The smacks to his nuts did not count, she told him as the first stroke hit his already tender ass. Just as he had inhaled and counted one, he yelped as the crop found his balls and set them on fire. Cathy laughed as he tried to hold his position and count the lashes as she guided the leather loop at the end of the crop into his balls. Over and over she had to tell him to get back in position, as he was turning his side to her. When he had finally counted twenty, he was begging her to stop. He was promising her anything to stop the pain. She motioned him to her and he knelt in front of her bar stool. She ordered him to kiss the crop and she put it in his mouth and told him to hold it while he finished the laundry. That way if she needed it again, it would be close.

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6 Responses to “A Marriage Agreement Part 12”

  1. Anonymous

    Your story is great. Please keep it going ma’am.I am amarried guy with a little dick and would live to be humiliated this way. Please bring another man into the story soon(how humiliating)

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  2. Anonymous

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  3. Anonymous

    A great story! Very erotic and a good story line! Not many misspellings…and improper English grammar which tend to detract from a good professionally written piece. Lets get on with another chapter please!!

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  4. Anonymous

    Please continue………..

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  5. dungeonmaster

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  6. dungeonmaster

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