My name is Wanda and I have been married to my husband Sam for 32 years. Sam is very lucky to have me, not only because I’m beautiful, but because he is a little puppy dog and a little submissive and people take advantage of him. I subscribe to the saying, “Every great guy has a great woman at his side.” I know the secret behind that theory, to be a great woman; you have to know how to lead your man to success, to motivate him, to reward him. You have to push him, and when he doesn’t know what to do, or when he is going to do something that you know is wrong, you have to make him look at another point of view. You have to be invisible except to your man, and you have to seduce him into a world that makes it easy for you see (hear, ask and question, discuss) and know intimately everything that is going on everywhere.
This was working extremely well. Let me tell you about it. We are doing very well now. We live in an 9 bedroom, beachfront estate only 18 miles from downtown. We have a cook, a maid and a caretaker for the property. We have the nicest patio and gardens and swimming pool area with a built in bar, I mean a full bar with seltzer and soda and beer on tap. We have a dance floor on the patio with its own professional DJ booth. I get my new Benz convertible every year, Sam drives a Bentley. We have a 73 foot yacht pulled up in the back. I guess you get the idea.
Let me give you some details on the world I have him seduced into. When it first started I was in total control when we were in private, and Sam would have to do whatever I told him to do. If I told him to keep his mouth shut except to say hello or goodbye at the party, Sam would stand there by himself or not leave my side, and he knew if he violated my orders, he knew he would get punished. In our game, our fantasy world I would make him tell me everything, and then ask him questions. While I made Sam explain everything to me in great detail, he got to look at it from different views. If he didn’t realize something, I would. I questioned him until I was sure that it made sense, and then I would let him go from there, and I was always there to make sure that no one would take advantage of his kind, giving way.
Sam and I would play a little game. Sam would do something minor, or perhaps a couple of minor misbehaves, and when we get home I send him downstairs to the dungeon. I would get changed into a very sexy outfit, or hot S&M clothes. Rubber, leather, PCV, fish net stockings, skyscraper high heels. I exercise regularly and I keep very thin and fit. I spank the bad boy, not so that he can’t sit for two weeks, but from just a little past burning for an hour, up until a few times I smacked his ass and he remembered for a week. If he is really bad I keep him as my pet. I put him in his cage and I make my dog bark. He gets water and has to lick it out of his bowl like a dog. Depends on how bad he was, he might spend 20 minutes, or there were a few times he got me so angry that I kept him there over night. I’ll make him crawl around like my dog for the whole day if I was really angry.
There were those 3 times that he really infuriated me and I used a big dildo on him. Oh he really doesn’t like it, but I strapped that huge, hard erect rubber cock onto myself and I shoved it right up into his ass hole and fucked him up the ass. He was crying and screaming like a fuckin baby and howling like a wounded animal and begging me to stop. You don’t know how many times I have needed to strap that big sucker on and hold it right up against his anus screaming, “You better behave or I’ll shove this rubber penis up your ass you moron.” Yes, I insult and degrade this jerk off, he fuckin knows better.
Sam’s real sexual passion, what really moves and helps me control Sam is his female fight fantasies. I will tell him the hottest fist fight fantasy stories. I know exactly how Sam loves the bloody, punch fights. I know how Sam loves one woman to dominate the other. This was me when I was growing up. My mother put my brother and I into Karate school when I was young and by the time I was getting into scraps in the high school yard, I was punching and kicking and the other girl was slapping and pulling hair. You would be surprised how many woman have absolutely no idea of how to fight or how to protect themselves. I had 31/2 years of Karate, I was a black belt, and I was brought up in the better part of the ghetto and always getting into fights. I am 5’6, 120 lbs and I have quite a wild red head temper. I have always been cocky, confident, dominant and telling people what to do. I had at least 12 fights that I can think of while I was going to high school and I never lost a fight. As I got older it became sexual. The rush of chemicals in my body got me really excited as I felt the rush of taking control. Making some stupid bitch lick me out at the end of her horror, to give me a happy ending has now become my fantasy as well.
My stories are timed so well that I know just when to jump on top of Sam’s big, hard cock, and in just a few short minutes we are both having convulsions within our bodies and we have one explosive orgasm after another. I rock my man’s world. The sex gets so addictive sometimes. Then I give him one more level. I don’t let it happen often, but every once in a while we run into a really hot, sexy slut that makes eyes at Sam. Sam is a good looking guy, so we look for the whore’s that know Sam is married and doesn’t care. That is when Sam gets his ultimate live fantasy, and so do I. The bitch really turns me on, not only in looks, but I don’t want some really easy bitch, I love em to have some attitude. I love em to be cocky and confident and cocky bitches. I love it the most when one of these instigating bitch’s, troublemaking cxnt’s things that she’s so fuckin tough and that she is going to intimidate me and dominate me. I love to let them run their big fuckin mouths before I adjust their fuckin attitudes.
And I know what turns my man on. He loves it when the bitch refuses to submit. He loves it when I have to physically force them to be my slave. He loves to watch me beat the shit out of them again and again until they are begging me to let them do whatever I want them to do. Sam gets so excited when after I had enough fun by myself with the whore, I make them both lick my feet and think of all kinds of sexual activities. Sam loves bloody punch fights and it doesn’t matter to me if the other woman wants to punch, slap, kick or whatever, I want to knock her into a bloody, crying, blubbering mess. I start getting extremely hot when the woman goes from tough and defiant to begging and crying. I get even hotter when she first starts to realize that I am in control and I am not going to stop and she has to become submissive to me. From then on I’m in this sexual bliss and every humiliation and every touch of her tongue, everything I make her do just makes me higher and higher, and watching my husband getting off on all this even gets me higher. I love describing what I did to the whore and making my man re-live this explosive experience.
You might ask how I can be so cold hearted and beat woman into bloody, goofy little rag dolls and why I have so much enjoyment beating up and humiliating these whores. It wasn’t long before my mother put my brother and I into Karate school my mom and dad had been fighting a lot and dad wasn’t coming home at night. It got worse and worse and I now understand, my father strayed, no question about it. My mother started fighting with him over it. My father didn’t want to fight, so the more she would fight, the more he would stay away. My mother finally had enough and she lost it. She beat him, punched him bloody and black and blue. She kicked him and she really made a mess out of him. It was night time and I woke up because someone was ringing and ringing and ringing the front door bell. I won’t tell you the details, but my father’s girlfriend was infuriated at how my mother beat my father up. They started throwing punches at each other and this woman looked like a pro boxer as she systematically pummeled my mother until my mother didn’t even knew where she was anymore. My mom was all swollen and bloody and black and blue.
I watched the woman, a big, tall blond that was maybe 6 inches taller and 40 lbs more than my mother. Then after she knocked the shit out of my mother, punched her silly, she sat on her face first in one direction, than another. She used a dildo on my mother. I didn’t know what a dildo was until many years later. She used and abused my mother for hours and she really taught my mother a lesson. These whores deserve to get beat up. They deserve to get made a fool out of. They need to have their attitude adjusted. You don’t cross the line. A married man is a married me and he is off limits. When some slut thinks that she has a right to seduce another woman’s man, she needs to be taught not to do it again.
Sometimes we would meet a really hot woman and I would drag Sam to the bedroom and take out his cock asking him if he wasn’t thinking how that sexy bitch was going to grab his cock. How she was going to get me pissed off and………….., but always in the end, the slut would be eating my pussy. I don’t care how much they cry and they beg. “Lick my feet bitch.” You wanted my husband’s cum so much bitch, now you’re going to lick it out of my cxnt.” I give the women that fight the hardest the most respect. The real big mouths that talk real tough and quickly turn into a crying, begging, blubbering bitch, I’ll piss right in that sluts mouth. My husband loves it.
Part-2
Everything changed about 6 months ago. My husband quite apparently met another woman. It took a couple of months for me to be quite sure. He started going out of town on business quite often. Then I saw red spanking marks on his ass, marks that I didn’t do. He wasn’t communicating with me, it was as if he was being prepared for my questions. I had sworn to myself that I would never let what happened to my mother and father happen to me, but things kept spiraling, and then I noticed large bills on the credit card, hotels, dinners. I questioned Sam about it, at first he just denied it. Then when I pressed him he kept saying it was business. Finally one of my girlfriends saw him coming out of a bar downtown with a pretty young black female on Friday night. He didn’t come home at all until Saturday early afternoon. Putting it in my face, that brought me over the top and now I intended on getting all the details.
I dragged him down to the basement and I was quite angry. I spanked him hard, he got me pissed off. I was starting to believe this black bitch had taken control of him and that she has been telling him what to do. He didn’t break, he didn’t give it up, but I knew it was happening. I took it to a level that I don’t usually take it to, I was frustrated and I started smacking him and pulling on his hair. He was crying and begging, but he kept insisting that there was no other woman. I was obsessed, I had to break him. I tied his feet to a horse and I bent him over, hand cuffing his hands, and then I strapped on that big, rubber cock and I shoved it up against his anus. He started to break a little, crying out “it’s not what you think. It’s not what you think, please NO.” I warned him. I fuckin warned him that I was going to do it. I guess I had threatened him so many times he didn’t think I would really do it, but
First I lost my patience and then I lost my temper and I rammed that big, hard erect rubber cock right into his ass hole. He was screaming, and crying and begging, but I knew he was lying and I was determined to get the truth out of the liar. It wasn’t long before I broke him. He was crying and screaming and begging me, ‘I’m sorry. I’ll tell you everything. Please I’ll tell you everything………………..”
Part-3
He told me about Mistress Azelle. He told me that he buys her gifts and gives her a lot of money. He told me that she has taken control of him. That she controls all his sexual fantasies now. He was crying and begging my forgiveness. He told me that he tried to break it off with the crazy bitch, but that she wouldn’t take no for an answer. He told me that she was tough and that he was afraid that she would beat me up. She is wicked and she might really hurt me.
I told Sam I wanted to go to see her right away. He insisted that she was very busy, she was having a big party in the back yard of her house that night, and Sam admitted he is supposed to go to her party. He was supposed to call the bitch and I made him call and I warned him not to say anything about me.
Part-4
I got all dressed up, wearing that orange dress from the picture. I put on my eye makeup, face makeup and painted my fingernails and toes nails with the perfect shade of orange/red to match my lipstick. I put on my wedding band and we left for the party.
I was shocked when I saw this whore’s house, being a low life, blood sucking prostitute must really be paying off, imagine if she has 5 or 10 chumps like Sam. The big back yard is much like ours. Sam and I walked onto the patio and there were at least 50 people there, all kinds of outfits and dominants and submissives. There is music and drinking and dancing and people doing all sorts of S&M activities.
Suddenly the music is lowered quite a bit and I hear Sam, get over here and bring that skinny old whore with you.” I can’t believe how submissive Sam is to her. He practically dragged me over to her. I got to see her for the first time. A pretty young black whore, about 35 years old. She’s wearing a low cut black miniskirt, sheer, see through low cut black blouse with a black push up bra. The slut has big tits that are hanging halfway out of her bra. My pussy started to vibrate just looking at this whore. I couldn’t believe my husband leaned down and kissed her and she looked up at me and said, ‘I am Mistress Azelle, I am Sam’s Mistress and lover. I am surprised it has taken you so long to join us. Sam tells me that you beat him, eh tell me that you think that you are his Mistress. Well I am telling you that you are not. From now on you will be my slave, and you won’t do anything without my permission, do you understand me.”
I am angry and I hold my left hand up and I scream, “Sam is my husband, he is married to me and I wear his wedding ring. Look at it bitch. I am his wife, I am his Mistress and you’re going to stay away from him, stay far away from my husband or I will knock your teeth in with this ring, and I’ll teach you to respect my marriage, and after I beat you up, we’ll see just which one of us is the other one’s slave.” By now it seems like everyone in the crowded back yard has stopped what they were doing and is looking. Azelle gets this nasty look across her face as she screams, “you disobedient little bitch. It seems like you are in need of a serious adjustment in attitude. This is perfect timing, I was just thinking that the party is missing some entertainment. I think I will make you the show bitch.” Suddenly Azelle leaps to her feet and she shoves me back screaming, ‘I’m really going to enjoy this you skinny little bitch. Sam has told me just how tough and dominant you think you are. Well tonight your life is going to change. You are going to,” but
I am infuriated and before this slut can finish her sentence I take my left fist, the one with my wedding ring on it and I crack it “bang,” right into her teeth. You can hear the metal of my ring bang against the enamel of her teeth, and I cut her lips with the ring, and blood starts rolling from her lips. I show the whore my ring screaming, ‘I’m going to bash your teeth in with this ring.” I pull my fist back to knock this sluts teeth in. I send it right at her face, but this time Azelle reaches up and she catches my wrist in mid air, and with her own right fist she smashes it full force “bang,” right into my chin. You can hear my teeth bang together and chatter in my head as my head snaps back. Then before I can fall backwards or do anything, Azelle grabs my dress with her left hand and she starts pulling me forward into her fist. She’s “bang, bang, bang, bang,” hammering my chin with her fist. She’s like a heavyweight champion, hitting me over and over again with hard powerful punches. I start seeing black pots and the sound starts to reverberate, and then everything goes black and the next thing I know is on my back on the cement floor, and I’m totally unconscious. The bitch knocked me out cold.
I don’t even know how long I was out, but I feel her left hand wrapped through my hair, and the pain seems to start to wake me up as Azelle starts yanking, wrenching, jerking at my hair until she pulls me standing straight up on my wobbly, rubbery legs. I’m all knocked silly, I’m not even sure where I am at this point, and I can’t even scream. Everything is going black and coming back, and I’m floating in and out of consciousness. Azelle takes the open palm of her right hand and she starts slapping my face silly. She slaps me “bam,” right across my face, swinging my head to the side from the full force of her hard smack. Then with the back of her hand she crack me. She slaps my backhand “bam,” right across the other side of my face, swinging my head back in the other direction. She starts “bam, bam, bam, bam,” smacking the shit out of me screaming, “wake up bitch, wake up, I’m not even finished with you yet.” She smacks me until she slaps me back awake and my eyes blink open.
Azelle has slapped me silly. I’m slapped so fuckin senseless I don’t even know where I am. I’m looking up at Azelle through my dazed, glazed eyes and suddenly I start to realize that this is my husband’s Mistress and she just beat me up.
I really don’t care. I am not going to let anyone dominate me. I scream, “You are to get off of me right this second you whore.” Azelle laughs and says, “You are hardly in a position to tell me what to do you skinny little bitch. I am in charge of you now, and you are going to do what I tell you to do, you got it.” Feebly I start to buck and to kick and to scream, “You are going to get off of me right this instant or you will very sorry you stupid black cxnt.” Azelle grows visibly angry and she grabs my limp left hand and she holds it up in the air screaming, “Now I’m going to take your wedding ring bitch, and there is nothing you can do about it.” I try to hold my fist clenched tightly so she cannot take my ring, but the bitch raises up and she plops her weight down onto my stomach. “OOOFFF,” she pounds the fuckin air right out of me and just then she takes my wedding ring. I feel her rip it right off of my finger. She holds my wedding ring right in my face laughing as she says, “Look at who has your precious wedding ring now bitch. I told you that I am in charge and you have no choice.”
I start bucking and kicking weakly, but I’m weak and I’m dazed and I can’t budge the stronger, bigger, heavier woman at all. Azelle shows me my wedding ring and she’s laughing as she screams, ‘You have no respect for your husband, or for your marriage, but now I will teach you respect. Kiss this ring on my finger bitch.” Tears are starting to well in my eyes. I have never been beat up or humiliated like this before and I cry out, “You better get off of me you fuckin black cxnt or I will really make you sorry.” Azelle takes my ring, my very own wedding ring and she smashes it “bang,” right into my nose. Blood starts rolling from my nose, but this only infuriates me even more. My anger makes me stronger and I start bucking and kicking and screaming, “Get off of me you stupid black cxnt, I’m going to kill you. I’m going to fuckin kill you.’
Azelle laughs viciously and she shows me my wedding ring screaming, “You’re not going to kill anyone you stupid little bitch.” She smashes me “bang,’ right in my nose, right with my ring. Then she shows me my ring again screaming, “Now I’m going to beat you up with your own wedding ring you stupid bitch.” She starts “bang, bang, bang,” hammering my nose with my ring. She’s beating me up with my very own wedding ring on her fist. “Bang, bang, bang, bang,” she knocking the shit out of me with the ring. She’s bashing my nose in with my very own wedding ring on her fist until “bang,” she breaks the bone of my nose and blood is gushing from my nose.
Tears are streaming down my cheeks, mixing with my blood and my black eye makeup and I’m scared. I start crying out, “Alright, enough, you win, please stop, you win enough.” Azelle screams, ‘How dare you tell me when you had enough. I’ll tell you when you had enough, and I’m far from finished with you yet. Now are you ready to kiss this ring on my finger, or do I have to bash your teeth in with this ring.” I’m scared and I reach up and I grab Azelle’s hand and I hold it right up to my mouth and I kiss my wedding ring on her finger.” Azelle starts laughing as she screams, “Sam, look at this. I told you that your wife is a weak, pathetic, submissive whore and that I would make her my slave. That’s right Wanda, tell Sam that you are a weak, pathetic, submissive whore and that I made you my slave.”
I wanna stop. I cry out, “Please stop, I’m sorry, I give up.” Azelle cracks me “bang,” right in my teeth with my ring screaming, ‘you are not sorry yet you stupid weak bitch, but you will be very sorry when I am finished with you.” I’m crying even harder and I cry out, ‘I’m a weak, submissive pathetic whore, Sam and I am Azelle’s slave.” Azelle gets up off of me and she walks over to Sam and she kisses him hard, sticking her tongue deep into my husband’s mouth. Then she leans over and she grabs a big bag next to him and she pulls out my big, strap on dildo, the very same dildo that I have sued on Sam when he has been very bad. She straps it on and she sits on my stomach again screaming, “Kiss your cock bitch. Sam’s cock is mine now, and this is your cock, kiss it and tell Sam that this is your new cock. I’m so embarrassed, but I grab the cock in my hands and hold it right up to my lips and I kiss it, and I cry out, “this is my cock now.” Azelle laughs and she screams, “show me how you suck Sam’s cock.” I stick the dildo right into my mouth and I start sucking it over and over again, just like I suck my husband’s cock.
Azelle stands up and she un-straps the dildo and then she hands it to me screaming, “now fuck yourself with this cock Wanda.” I shove the dildo right into my cxnt and I start fucking myself with it. Azelle sits down on my stomach and then she holds her cxnt up just inches over my face screaming, “you think I’m a black cxnt Wanda, you have the fuckin nerve to call me a black cxnt. Let me introduce you to a black cxnt. Do you see this cxnt. Look at it Wanda, this is a black cxnt. Now kiss this cxnt.” I raise my head up and my head is all wobbly as slowly my lips get closer and closer to Azelle’s wet, hot black pussy and gently I kiss her cxnt. I start kissing her cxnt over and over again. Azelle pulls the top of her dress down and she has on no bra. Azelle’s big, sexy tits and her huge sexy nipples are making my pussy wet, and I’m still fucking myself with the dildo
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I start slurping on Azelle’s pussy. I’m plunging my tongue in and out of her soaking wet pussy and Azelle’s nipples are getting harder and harder and bigger and bigger. I lick Azelle into orgasm. She’s having on explosive orgasm after another “AAAAHHHHHH, AAAAAHHHHHHH, AAAAAHHHHHH,” and I start going off too. This big, hot sexy black woman is dominating me. She is in complete control of me, and I love it. It is sooooooo fuckin hot, I can’t stop “OOOOHHHHHH, OOOOHHHH,” on the dildo. Azelle gets up off of me and she pulls the dildo out of my cxnt. Then she straps it into my mouth and sits me up so that I can watch her sit on Sam’s big, hard cock. Sam explodes ‘OOOOHHHHHH, OOOOOOHHHHHH, into Azelle’s cxnt and Azelle un-straps the dildo from my mouth and she makes me suck Sam’s cum out of her pussy. I suck her into orgasm again.
I moved in with Sam and Mistress Azelle and I cook and l clean and I am their maid, and every day and every night when Sam cum’s inside of my Mistress’ pussy she allows me to lick it clean, and I love her big sexy breasts and her big, hard nipples. She own me now…………..
