Your husband swaggers into the room, leering at both you and Maria. Since you last saw him he has undressed and now seems to be wearing nothing but a dressing gown, loosely belted by a cord at the waist. Any hope that he'd be too drunk to perform tonight are dashed by the erection that juts forth from the loose gown. You suspect the swine has downed some viagra before coming to the bedroom.
"Well don't you look sweet in your new uniform," he slurs to Maria. "Gotta check you're fully conforming to my dress code though. Turn away from me and touch your toes."
Maria silently turns her back on him and bends forward to grasp her slim ankles. The tiny skirt rides up her ass to reaveal that she is indeed pantyless as your husband has stipulated. Her little brown ass is perfectly framed by the straps of the suspenders holding up her stockings.
"Now ain't that a pretty sight?" your husband asks rhetorically as he saunters up behind your maid. "And so dumbly obediant too. I wonder just how far I could push you before you quit."
He places his palms on Maria's buttocks and pushes them apart, so that her tight brown sphincter is revealed for his inspection. He pushes one of his thumbs against the dark ring of muscle and teases it.
"Would you take it up the ass to keep this job Maria?" he growls.
"Yes," Maria answers without hesitation.
"Leave her alone, she's done nothing to you," you blurt out, attempting to draw his attention away from Maria.
"Shut the fuck up," he snarls. "Remember what will happen to your dear old father if I decide to make those documents public."
"Get on your knees , on the bed facing the headboard," your husband orders. "It's about time I really put you in your place, slut."
You're shaking with repressed rage as you move to obey his demand. On all fours you wait to see exactly what the pig intends to do. He comes up to the foot of the bed and grabs your ankles and drags you backwards. The sudden move catches you by surprise and you cry out as you're hauled back. The pig whips off the cord belt of his gown and wraps it around one ankle. Forcing that leg out to the side he ties your ankle to the brass bedframe leaving some cord free at that end. Your other ankle is seized and treated simarlarly, so that your legs are spread wide.
"You don't need to do this in front of Maria," you beg, "Please let her leave."
"Oh but I think I do," he laughs evilly. "Besides, I still intend to see if she'll take one up the shitter to stay with her precious."
Your husband grabs your wrists and pulls back hard, doubling you over with your bottom thrust high in the air. He quickly secures your wrists next to your ankles, leaving you vulnarably exposed and helpless. You feel his fingers probing at your pussy and you redden with the embaressment of being so helplessly mistreated in front of your loyal maid.
"Damn you're moist before I even start," your husband gloats as his fingers delve into your quim. "Guess you were looking forward to this visit after all."
You bite your lip to stifle a sarcastic laugh. In truth, your pussy has been hot and wet all evening, but it's the memory of your robbery and the handsome Inspector that's been keeping you aroused.
"Now I'm gonna fuck your high and mighty limey cunt Milady," he threatens ominously. "After that I'll nail your little Latino fuck-puppet's ass. Just think, the wetter you get when I'm screwing you, the more lubed up my dick will be, and the easier it will be for Maria." |