Written by Karen

Fact
9 Dec 2010


Hi everyone, sorry for not posting in a while but keeping 2 black bulls happy takes up a lot of my time. Thanks again to everyone whose chatted with me or Phil in the rooms and the nice comments. Also a special thank you to my hubby Phil whose is proud of both my lifestyle and me and is very supportive.

We had an interesting week recently when we decided to decorate the lounge, Phil is terrible at DIY so we decided to employ 2 guys who had been recommended by our friends. They were nice guys both in their late 40’s early 50’s and I took an instant shine to them. Phil asked if I’d tame my lifestyle for the few days they would be working at the house or carry on as normal. Being honest with him I said preferred to be myself and he gave me a knowing smile.

The weekend before I was with Jez at his place and after a nice meal and some wine he led into the play room and after undressing me down to my stockings tied me face first to a St Andrews cross. The wine had relaxed me and I waited in anticipation of what was to come. He picked up a paddle and stroked my back, “anything to tell me” he asked, I shook my head. In response he spanked me really hard causing me to cry out. With a very angry voice he told me he’d been chatting to Phil and knew we were having decorators in next week. He then spanked me again even harder, “why didn’t you tell me bitch, you tell me everything, everything understand”. The tears welled in my eyes and I replied that I was going to tell him but forgot, his answer was to spank me again. Jez was by now in full control, I understood I’d done wrong as was being rightfully punished. He was really angry and I felt upset that I’d made him so. “Are you going to hide your lifestyle from them or let them see the submissive slut you are?”. I answered truthfully, that I was proud of being his slut and saw no reason to hide it. This pleased him and he untied me and led me to the bed so I could be tied once again for his pleasure. I submitted myself completely to him that night and for the rest of the weekend refusing him nothing wanting only to please him. He still abused me but the anger had gone and we both able to fulfill the more darker of our fantasies.

When I got home on Monday morning Phil looked concerned but I smiled and told him I had a great weekend. The guys were due within the hour so Phil dealt with them so I could go to bed for a rest. I got up around lunchtime, showered and dressed, stockings, short skirt, low cut blouse my ample cleavage clearly on show. I felt sexy and confident as I went to say hello to the guys. The poor guys tried to be gentlemen and not stare but they couldn't help themselves a warm smile from me helped them to relax. I offered them coffee and carried on with the housework relishing in their attention.

The next day they arrived early just after Phil had left for work, I was still in my dressing gown so after making them coffee I went upstairs to get ready. I had a shower and received a text from Jez telling me he would be round about 10ish and to be ready for him. I realized there was no going back now I was about to go public with my lifestyle and being truthful I was excited as I didn’t want to hide it anymore. I dressed in a black lacy Basque, fishnet stockings, high heels and nothing else, exactly as Jez wanted. I just applied the finishing touches when the bell rang, I went downstairs and let him in. He looked me over and smiled then drew me to him to kiss me. He took my hand and led me into the lounge; the guys were dumbfounded and didn’t know what to say. Jez introduced himself with the confidence he always has and said “I’m taking Karen upstairs carry on guys” and led me from the room.

To be contined……


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