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Speaker 1 (00:09):
Most of the time, I'm just a regular woman. I'm
in my mid thirties with a husband, a house, and
a stable work from home job. I cook dinner for
us nearly every night, and before we go to sleep,
my husband and I watch game shows before turning off
the lights. The thing that my friends don't know about me, however,
(00:33):
is that the other half of the time, I'm wearing
thigh high leather boots with a whip in one hand.
I'd been hesitant at first when my husband came to
me with the idea. Apparently it had been a longstanding
fantasy of his to act in a submissive role to me.
(00:54):
I couldn't picture it. I tried to imagine myself smacking
his ass or coming him around. But when Trevor came
home one day with a big shopping bag full of
bedia some gear, I began to warm up to the idea.
The leather boots looked amazing on my long legs, and
(01:15):
I loved the way the crop and whip felt as
I moved them through the air. More than anything, though,
I loved the sparkle in Trevor's eyes as he watched
me get all dressed up. Now Here we were a
few months later. We had just pulled the rental car
(01:37):
into the driveway of the modern cabin we were staying
at for the weekend. The place was remote, in the
middle of the woods, but boasted a large chacuzzie, a pool,
and floor to ceiling windows. Wow, said Trevor, walking around
(01:57):
the spacious home. This place is sexy, I laughed. He
was right. This cabin exuded sexten vibes. Speaking of I said,
my teeth digging into my lower lip. I'll be right back.
You stay right there, don't move. When I came back
(02:21):
ten minutes later, I was dressed in a tight latex
bodysuit in tall leather boots. My dark hair was pushed
back from my face with a leather headband, and I
had a small bag of toys with me. Are you ready, Trevor,
I asked, arching an eyebrow at him. Yes, he breathed, good,
(02:49):
get undressed for me and kneel by my feet. I
watched in delight as my husband obeyed me, stripping down
from head to toe until he fully naked. His muscles
rippled as he took off his clothes, a hard, chiseled
contrast to his soft submissive side. I grabbed a leather
(03:12):
collar from my bag and reached down to put it
around his neck. When I attached a leash to the
metal ring and began to lead Trevor through the house,
I occasionally stopped to call him good boy as we
made our way to the threshold of the front door.
(03:32):
You can stand up, I said, giving the leash a
tug as Trevor got to his feet out to the pool.
Once we got to the pool, where the water was smooth,
blue and crisp, I lay down on one of the loungers,
the early evening sun beaming down on us. I tied
(03:54):
Trevor's leash to the leg of the lounger and pulled
the zipper that ran down the front of the bottom suit,
exposing myself. Come on, I said, spreading my legs open.
I need your mouth and tongue make me come. Yes, mistress,
(04:15):
said Trevor. His words sent a feeling of heat flooding
my body. When he first called me mistress, I had
to stifle a giggle, But now I loved hearing that
word from his lips. He eagerly dove his face into
my pussy, running his tongue over my entrance, my lips,
(04:40):
and then up to my clit. He moaned and inhaled deeply.
Even before we started this new dynamic, Trevor was very
excited about the idea of going down on me and
could have done it for hours. He flattened his tongue
against my clit, massaging me there just how I liked.
(05:05):
Good boy, I cooed. At the same time, I picked
up the writing crop that I brought with me and
commanded Trevor to turn a little to the side and
lift his ass up into the air. I started to
give him gentle smacks with the crop, alternating between each
(05:26):
ass cheek as he ate my pussy. I loved the
small groans he made as I hit him, the stinging
sound ringing pleasantly in my ears. I leaned back and relaxed,
taking turns, enjoying the pleasure and also hitting my husband's
(05:47):
ass with the crop. He was so focused on me,
undeterred by the leather crop, whacking him again and again. Finally,
Trevor's tongue worked me over the brink of my orgasm.
I reached down to hold his head against my pussy,
ringing out every last drop of pleasure. It coursed through
(06:12):
me in strong waves, and Trevor's lips vibrated a moan
against my clit. When I released him, I wrapped the
leash around my hand and pulled him up towards me.
I kissed him, tasting myself on his tongue, and then
(06:32):
commanded him to lie down on the lounger that was
right beside mine. As he did so, I could see
that his cock was hard. It throbbed as I straddled him.
Shutting off my open body suit, wearing just my leather boots,
I lowered my wet pussy on top of Trevor's cock
(06:56):
and started to bounce up and down. He lay there
with his hands up over his head, fingers gripping the
lounge chair as I rode him. When I was exhausted,
I took breaks and leaned in to kiss him, gently
grabbing his jaw in the process. You better ask permission
(07:20):
to come, I said, staring intently into his wide eyes. Yes, mistress,
he stammered, nodding. His eyes fluttered back in his head.
As I resumed bouncing on top of him. My breasts
(07:40):
jiggled with each thrust, and I could see that Trevor
was getting close. His face was aligned with tension, and
his breathing had started to get quick and shallow. Please,
he gasped out, May I come, tauntingly, hum, let me
(08:04):
think about it. I watched with delight as Trevor bit
back his orgasm, forcing himself to hold it and not
go over the edge. I teased him in my own
devilish way by grinding back and forth while squeezing my
breasts together. This sort of personal show was Trevor's weakness. Please,
(08:31):
he muttered, come for me, honey. No sooner had I
uttered the last syllable than Trevor was flooding me fully.
I grinded on top of him, milking out every drop
of cum it dribbled out from my pussy, sliding down
around his shaft. Finally, I lifted myself off of him
(08:56):
and returned to the neighboring lounger. I didn't even have
to use my words. I snapped my fingers and Trevor
was in between my legs again, cleaning up my pussy.
I ran my fingers through his hair as he licked
up his own comb from my pussy, getting every last drop,
(09:19):
as was customary, only after I had been sufficiently cleaned up.
Did I reach down to kiss him again, holding his
collar with two fingers hooked underneath. You did well to day,
my little servant, I whispered, Go get us some drinks
(09:39):
and join me in the pool. I slid my naked
body into the cool water, dipping my hair back. I
watched happily as my naked collared husband walked hurriedly into
the house, his ass not nearly red enough. If you
(10:01):
enjoy this podcast, then please write an Apple review saying
why you love it. We truly appreciate your support and
the wonderful messages we receive from you. See you next time.
Most of the time, I'm just a regular woman. I'm
in my mid thirties with a husband, a house, and
a stable work from home job. I cook dinner for
us nearly every night, and before we go to sleep,
my husband and I watch game shows before turning off
the lights. The thing that my friends don't know about me, however,
(00:33):
is that the other half of the time, I'm wearing
thigh high leather boots with a whip in one hand.
I'd been hesitant at first when my husband came to
me with the idea. Apparently it had been a longstanding
fantasy of his to act in a submissive role to me.
(00:54):
I couldn't picture it. I tried to imagine myself smacking
his ass or coming him around. But when Trevor came
home one day with a big shopping bag full of
bedia some gear, I began to warm up to the idea.
The leather boots looked amazing on my long legs, and
(01:15):
I loved the way the crop and whip felt as
I moved them through the air. More than anything, though,
I loved the sparkle in Trevor's eyes as he watched
me get all dressed up. Now Here we were a
few months later. We had just pulled the rental car
(01:37):
into the driveway of the modern cabin we were staying
at for the weekend. The place was remote, in the
middle of the woods, but boasted a large chacuzzie, a pool,
and floor to ceiling windows. Wow, said Trevor, walking around
(01:57):
the spacious home. This place is sexy, I laughed. He
was right. This cabin exuded sexten vibes. Speaking of I said,
my teeth digging into my lower lip. I'll be right back.
You stay right there, don't move. When I came back
(02:21):
ten minutes later, I was dressed in a tight latex
bodysuit in tall leather boots. My dark hair was pushed
back from my face with a leather headband, and I
had a small bag of toys with me. Are you ready, Trevor,
I asked, arching an eyebrow at him. Yes, he breathed, good,
(02:49):
get undressed for me and kneel by my feet. I
watched in delight as my husband obeyed me, stripping down
from head to toe until he fully naked. His muscles
rippled as he took off his clothes, a hard, chiseled
contrast to his soft submissive side. I grabbed a leather
(03:12):
collar from my bag and reached down to put it
around his neck. When I attached a leash to the
metal ring and began to lead Trevor through the house,
I occasionally stopped to call him good boy as we
made our way to the threshold of the front door.
(03:32):
You can stand up, I said, giving the leash a
tug as Trevor got to his feet out to the pool.
Once we got to the pool, where the water was smooth,
blue and crisp, I lay down on one of the loungers,
the early evening sun beaming down on us. I tied
(03:54):
Trevor's leash to the leg of the lounger and pulled
the zipper that ran down the front of the bottom suit,
exposing myself. Come on, I said, spreading my legs open.
I need your mouth and tongue make me come. Yes, mistress,
(04:15):
said Trevor. His words sent a feeling of heat flooding
my body. When he first called me mistress, I had
to stifle a giggle, But now I loved hearing that
word from his lips. He eagerly dove his face into
my pussy, running his tongue over my entrance, my lips,
(04:40):
and then up to my clit. He moaned and inhaled deeply.
Even before we started this new dynamic, Trevor was very
excited about the idea of going down on me and
could have done it for hours. He flattened his tongue
against my clit, massaging me there just how I liked.
(05:05):
Good boy, I cooed. At the same time, I picked
up the writing crop that I brought with me and
commanded Trevor to turn a little to the side and
lift his ass up into the air. I started to
give him gentle smacks with the crop, alternating between each
(05:26):
ass cheek as he ate my pussy. I loved the
small groans he made as I hit him, the stinging
sound ringing pleasantly in my ears. I leaned back and relaxed,
taking turns, enjoying the pleasure and also hitting my husband's
(05:47):
ass with the crop. He was so focused on me,
undeterred by the leather crop, whacking him again and again. Finally,
Trevor's tongue worked me over the brink of my orgasm.
I reached down to hold his head against my pussy,
ringing out every last drop of pleasure. It coursed through
(06:12):
me in strong waves, and Trevor's lips vibrated a moan
against my clit. When I released him, I wrapped the
leash around my hand and pulled him up towards me.
I kissed him, tasting myself on his tongue, and then
(06:32):
commanded him to lie down on the lounger that was
right beside mine. As he did so, I could see
that his cock was hard. It throbbed as I straddled him.
Shutting off my open body suit, wearing just my leather boots,
I lowered my wet pussy on top of Trevor's cock
(06:56):
and started to bounce up and down. He lay there
with his hands up over his head, fingers gripping the
lounge chair as I rode him. When I was exhausted,
I took breaks and leaned in to kiss him, gently
grabbing his jaw in the process. You better ask permission
(07:20):
to come, I said, staring intently into his wide eyes. Yes, mistress,
he stammered, nodding. His eyes fluttered back in his head.
As I resumed bouncing on top of him. My breasts
(07:40):
jiggled with each thrust, and I could see that Trevor
was getting close. His face was aligned with tension, and
his breathing had started to get quick and shallow. Please,
he gasped out, May I come, tauntingly, hum, let me
(08:04):
think about it. I watched with delight as Trevor bit
back his orgasm, forcing himself to hold it and not
go over the edge. I teased him in my own
devilish way by grinding back and forth while squeezing my
breasts together. This sort of personal show was Trevor's weakness. Please,
(08:31):
he muttered, come for me, honey. No sooner had I
uttered the last syllable than Trevor was flooding me fully.
I grinded on top of him, milking out every drop
of cum it dribbled out from my pussy, sliding down
around his shaft. Finally, I lifted myself off of him
(08:56):
and returned to the neighboring lounger. I didn't even have
to use my words. I snapped my fingers and Trevor
was in between my legs again, cleaning up my pussy.
I ran my fingers through his hair as he licked
up his own comb from my pussy, getting every last drop,
(09:19):
as was customary, only after I had been sufficiently cleaned up.
Did I reach down to kiss him again, holding his
collar with two fingers hooked underneath. You did well to day,
my little servant, I whispered, Go get us some drinks
(09:39):
and join me in the pool. I slid my naked
body into the cool water, dipping my hair back. I
watched happily as my naked collared husband walked hurriedly into
the house, his ass not nearly red enough. If you
(10:01):
enjoy this podcast, then please write an Apple review saying
why you love it. We truly appreciate your support and
the wonderful messages we receive from you. See you next time.
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