Cuckquean Erotica Chronicles Bundle - Seven Explicit Cuckquean Humiliation Stories: Maybe He's With Her Right Now... (Alexandra Noir's Cuckquean Chronicles Book 1)

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This was an early release elsewhere, hence the quarantine theme but I knew some of you would not want to miss out on the... You tell me to crawl behind you to the couch where I sit at your feet and you ruffle my hair telling me what a good bitch boy I have been. You say,’ tell me how much you love this bitch.’ I say,’ I love this a lot Mistress’.

I reply, ’yes Mistress’ and you laugh and tell me to kiss your ass. As I try to kiss you walk away and say, ‘follow’ followed by,’ on your hands and knees like the dog you are.’ Oh, okay, sorry, I misunderstood. I don’t mind meeting to talk about this while getting some coffee.” When I thank you you tell me I need to cool off and should go sit in the shower. The tiles are cool on my bum and it feels good. You come and tell me it is my time for a shower then you hitch up your skirt and start to pee on me, your bladder must have been full as the golden stream cascades over me, wetting my hair, filling my mouth and running down my chest. You instruct me to enter, kneel and offer my gift. I comply and say,’ this is for you,’ without hesitation you slap me across the face and say, ‘you will call me Mistress and you will only speak when spoken to. Is that clear?’ I hesitate and you slap me again and say,’ is that clear? ‘ The blonde eventually pulls off her and falls onto the husband lying next to them, clearly exhausted from all her orgasms. The wife lies there going over what happened. She’s not ready to move and draw attention to herself. Thankfully, though, the husband is ready for the blonde to leave.He grunts and holds her there for a minute or two as they both calm down. He pulls out and lies on the bed next to his wife, who still hasn’t moved. Then something happens that neither the wife nor husband expected. I got in my car and drove off to work. I got the usual traffic on my way. I hate traffic and I’m sure everyone would say they hate it too—who doesn’t? Once I got to work, I found out that a new person was coming to assist me and my coworkers with a current project we were working on. I gathered with everyone to greet her. Her name was Elizabeth. She came to work here with us temporarily. They said she’d be here for a week or two. I shook her hand, gave her a friendly smile, and said,

They're mine, put them on and watch. I don’t want to hear from you. I only want to hear your husband,” the voice commands from the bed. His wife listens to the instructions she has been given. Use the “Fantasy” tag if you are not actually Queaning. Improperly tagged posts will result in a 1-week mute and then second offense a ban. I began to remember all the conversations I had had with them before this meeting. It had been two weeks since they let me masturbate. I remembered the photos they had me take a few days ago, in very… revealing poses. I can’t help but bite my lip as I think about this, for some strange reason whenever I like something, I bite my lip and I can’t help it.

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