I got hard when they played submissive, but when I had complete control… that was true euphoria. My first taste of total power exchange came five years ago with a girl I couldn’t control myself around. I would’ve married her if I could’ve found her. Instead I was left with a wife I couldn’t stand and revolving door of mistresses who attempted to satiate that need.
“You really are a beauty.” My head titled to follow the trail my palm made over her breast, down the curve of her hip, and to the smooth skin on her thigh. “Tell me June, does your husband make you come?”
Her sweet voice wafted down at me. “Sometimes.”
“Only sometimes, that’s a shame.” I frowned over at Bill, who was seething. “A husband should know how to get his wife off, don’t you think June?”
“Yes.”
Did the monotone of her voice bother me? Not in the least. What did bother me were the daggers her husband was shooting my way. There was no doubt in my mind that if Bill could move, he would kill me.
Well, he would try.
“June, I want you to sit on your husband’s lap and face me.”
Bill needed to learn what happened when he messed with me. So, I made sure to turn around and lock eyes with him as his wife did as commanded.
“Good,” I said once she was on his lap. “Now spread your legs and finger fuck yourself.”
Now that was a sight to behold. June’s delicate fingers sliding in her wet cunt. Was I surprised she was wet? No. I’d been conditioning her for this for weeks. I could’ve handled the situation quickly, but the true satisfaction of revenge came to the patient man.
Her moans filled my office as she shoved her fingers in her cunt. She was enjoying herself. Her husband on the other hand…
Not only could I see Bill’s anger, but I could feel it. Too bad for him I wasn’t done yet.
Bill couldn’t do anything but sit there like a useless lump when I got down on my knees and unzipped. I could hear his teeth grinding. The sound mingled with my low groan as I shoved my length inside his wife.
I thrust in and out, in slow movements so I could enjoy the way her wet walls squeezed around my girth, while she rocked her hips, begging for more.
“Your wife feels good Bill.” I groaned and snapped my hips. “I might have to put her to work in my club.”
Sweet little June was so repressed I could feel her need for release. She would love to be used by countless men night after night until she was covered in their come. That was something I would like to see. Bill… not so much.
The glare on his face made me smirk. But it was nowhere near enough.
So, I made sure June put on a show, clutching my shoulders while she screamed my name and begged for more. The icing on the cake didn’t come from my commands though. June’s body did that for me. Bill must really be lacking in the husbanddepartment because her pussy clenched tightly, creaming all over my cock again and again and again.
I was barely even trying. At one point I even stopped moving my hips and let her fuck me. Orgasm after orgasm wracked through her body, and all I told her to do was let go and take what she wanted. June was starving and I was more than willing to feed her.
But it was the look in Bill’s eyes that had the tingle running up my spine. That right there… the look of utter defeat on a man’s face was my entrance to heaven.
Two more pumps and I pulled out of June to stand up and fist my cock.
“Open your mouth, Bill.”
The instant his lips parted, I threw my head back and shot my load on his tongue.
One angry tear rolled down Bill’s cheek as I ordered him to swallow.
My point was made. He wouldn’t fuck with me or one of my girls again. That didn’t stop me from rubbing it in.
“Suck your wife’s cum off my dick, Bill. ”
Satisfaction rolled through me when his lips parted and wrapped around me.
“That’s it.” I panted while grabbing the back of his head and shoving my cock down his throat. “Get it all.”
I would’ve enjoyed the moment more if my phone didn’t vibrate with a call.