My Wife The Maid

Part 19

The Morning after the club & going home to Husband

We all sat having breakfast, both Melv and Beth telling me that they hoped Sir would allow them to have control over me again sometime, as they had loved seeing me be such a wonderful whore for them. Also, the Dungeon Master at the club so wanted them to bring me back, as he said, to really push my pain barrier next time.

As we finished breakfast, there was a knock on the door. Melv went to answer.

“Hello”, he said, “We were just talking of you” as I saw my Sir enter the room.

I jumped up, running over to him and threw my arms around his neck, giving him a long, passionate kiss.

“Well, someone is definitely glad to see me, and I'm glad to see she is,"  Sir said with a lovely smile on his face.

He sat down at the table with Melv and Beth, gesturing for me to kneel beside him.

I happily complied with his wish and knelt at his side, resting my head on his thigh, as they spoke about me.

“I hope Evelyn was a good little whore for you both?” Sir asked them.

Both Melv and Beth said, “Oh, she is definitely one of the most insatiable whores we've ever met, and definitely would love to borrow her again sometime if that okay with you?”

Sir looked at me, “What do you think slut, would you like to be loaned out to Master Melv and Mistress Beth again?”

Looking up into his eyes, I replied, “Oh yes, Sir, I’d happily agree if you wanted to loan me out for the night again to Master Melv and Mistress Beth. They are both so wonderful”

They then began to tell Sir all about our night's activities.  I could feel my body reacting as we all recalled everything that happened to me. My nipples hardened, and my cunt became moist, as they told him the details of the night's events.

“Mmmmm, Evelyn, it does seem that you were such a busy little whore last night, doesn't it?” he said, looking at me with a smile on his face.

However, his voice turned more stern as he looked into the room now “But you have made such a mess on the couch that will need to be paid for, won't it?”

“Yes, Sir, I’m so sorry I couldn't stop the spunk flowing from me”, I said with my head slightly bowed in shame.

“Well, I think you will have to be punished for that Slut, don't you?” Both Melv and Beth nod in agreement with him, with smirks on their faces.

As I was still only in panties, I was told to bend over the table with my ass in the air.

Mistress Beth then pulled my panties down, exposing my ass completely, which was still covered in marks from the whipping I’d taken in the dungeon last night.

“Ohhh, such a lovely sight, I hope you're proud of the bruises on your ass slut," Sir said to me.

“Yes, Sir, I definitely am proud of my markings, and I never used my safe word”, telling him proudly now.

“That’s wonderful to hear, and you should be proud, my slut. However, due to the mess of the couch, we do intend to add to them now,” he told me.

He walked around to the bag that lay on a table within my view, and I watched as he pulled out a flogger, a whip and a cane. I knew I was going to be severely punished now.

“Don't look back Slut”, as Sir moved behind me, my mind now assuming that each of Sir, Melv and Beth would administer my punishment, each with a different implement.

I moaned as I felt the flogger swat over my ass, the welts and bruises from last night, flaring up again, quickly making me feel pain immediately.

“I think 10 of each”, I heard Sir say, to the others, as the flogger rained down on my ass another 9 times. Each swat is making me wince more than the previous one with the pain.

Then I felt a soft hand and fingers trace slowly over my sore ass, soothing me, followed by soft kisses to the affected area. I knew from the touch and kisses that it was Beth administering the soothing touches.

As the soothing touches left me, my ass was definitely tingling and quivering again now, when I suddenly felt the whip snap against my ass cheeks.

“Oh God, oh fuck”, I shouted out, as tears began to well up in my eyes, as the 10 blows were made in quick succession.

After the ten, I once more felt the soft, tender touches and kisses on my burning ass cheeks from Beth. I knew, however, I still had 10 strokes of the cane to come.

Beth slipped her fingers down and along my cunt lips. “God, you're enjoying this, Evelyn, you're so wet. You're just such an insatiable whore, whether it's pain or pleasure, it doesn’t seem to matter to you, Evelyn, does it?" she asked me.

“Yes, Mistress Beth, Sir has shown me what an insatiable whore I am, and no, it doesn't matter; both pain and pleasure seem to excite me. I can’t help it,” I managed to say between the tingles. The quivers are going through my body.

“Ten to go whore, are you ready?” Sir said.

“Yes, Sir, I’m ready, I know I deserve to be punished for the mess I made on the couch”, I responded, bracing myself for what was still to come.

“Good Slut”, he said just before I heard the swish of the cane. Then the cane hits my ass, making me scream out so loudly with every swat.

My Body was going into spasms with each canning until after the 5th, my body tensed so much with a huge spasm before I cum, squirting juices from my cunt.

I could see Beth just watching me with a look of awe in her face, it seemed.

As the 10th swat was made, tears, both of pleasure from cumming and of the pain, were streaming down my face.

Again, I felt that soothing sensation as someone was blowing cool air from their lips over my ass, which was now just giving out such a burning sensation.

Then I felt Beth’s fingers and lips try to soothe my now sore, puffy and surely again very bruised ass.

Sir spoke, “Now slut go to the bag and take out the clothes I brought for you to wear as I take you home.”

I stood up from the table, but found that as I walked, the movements caused my ass to feel more pain, as my ass cheeks rubbed together.

I then took the clothes from the bag and began to dress.

I put on the 6-strap leather suspender belt, then the black back seam stockings, which I attached to the clips of the suspender belt. The suspender straps at the back were tight over my bruised and marked ass, making me wince once again.

Then a black shelf bra, which just managed to offer my breasts some support, but made them pert enough for my hard, sensitive nipples to stick straight outward.

Next was the sheer red blouse, which did nothing to hide my breasts and showed my nipples sticking out over the top of the bra.

The skirt was a very short PVC one which just covered my ass. The PVC material against my bruised ass was cooling at first, but as soon as I walked, the material rubbing against my bruises and welts proved to be uncomfortable and painful at times.

I slipped my 5" red open-toed high heel shoes onto my feet, doing up the buckles around my ankles.

“I’m ready, Sir”, I told him as I was standing before the three people who had punished me so wonderfully just minutes before.

Both Melv and Beth gave me long, hard, deep kisses, saying their goodbyes and thank you, before I entered the Penthouse lift with Sir, which would take us back to reception.

As the lift doors opened, we walked along the short corridor and into the reception area, which was now fairly busy. A group of men, dressed smartly, were in the reception area waiting for a bus to take them to a conference.

I could feel all their eyes were on me as we approached the reception.

Rob, The Manager, was on duty now.

“Good morning, Rob”, Sir said, “I’d like to pay the bill for the Penthouse suite. The couple using it is still there and will drop off the key when they leave if that is okay”

“Good Morning, Sir,” Rob said “Yes, of course, that's okay. I hope everything was satisfactory for you, and that our staff met all your requirements”, he said, looking and smiling at me.

“Oh, definitely satisfactory, Rob, and I’d like to nominate a member of your staff, Evelyn, who went above and beyond her call of duty last night”, Sir said with a slight giggle, making me blush as he said it.

“I'm glad to hear that, Sir, Evelyn is definitely one of our best employees and will be so in demand in future for the service she provides to our guests, I'm sure”, Rob said, talking to Sir as though I was not present.

“Well, I'm sure many of your guests will enjoy her services as much as those who did last night, Rob,” Sir said.

“Thank you, Sir, I will be sure to discuss your comments with Evelyn when she returns to work tomorrow”, Rob advised Sir, even though I was standing right there beside Sir.

However, it was then that the penny dropped and I realised that they intended to prostitute me out to other guests in future.

Just as we were about to leave, Sir stopped and spoke to Rob, handing him some money “Oh, Rob, this should cover any costs of cleaning the Couch in the Penthouse. Someone made a mess on it,” he smirked, looking directly at me. My cheeks are probably as red as parts of my ass.

Sir then led me through the crowd of men who were all openly staring at my exposed breasts under the sheer blouse.

Once we had passed through them all, I felt Sir's hand on the hem of my skirt at the back and, lifting it, fully exposing my bare, bruised ass and suspender straps to them all.

I could hear the gasps from the group, which made me smile to myself, and as seems normal for me now, I felt my cunt getting wet at being exposed in this way.

As I got into the passenger seat of the car, I sat on the seat facing the men, parting my legs to show my bare cunt to them all, then slowly sliding my legs into the car, causing my skirt to ride up my thighs, exposing my stocking tops.

However, I then winced in pain as my bruised and welted ass pressed against the leather fabric of the car seat.

Once the door closed, Sir began the journey, taking me home to my Husband.

As we drove into the driveway, I could see Dave looking out of the window.

Sir got out and came around to open my door. I assume he had parked this way to ensure the passenger door was facing out onto the street.

As I got out, one of the younger neighbours, a couple in their late 20's, passed by. Both said hello, then I saw them look back smiling, as they could see how I was dressed and that it wasn't my husband who was opening the door to let me out.

The front door opened, and Dave stood there, open-mouthed. The couple shouted back, “Hey Dave, you okay?"

Dave managed to stammer a reply. “Y Y yess, I'm okay, thanks,” the couple giggled to each other as they then headed off down the street.

As I reached the door of my house, Dave looked at me, “Oh fuck, Evelyn, look at you, what will the neighbours think?”

It was Sir who replied, “Dave, they will see Evelyn for what she is, a beautiful, sexy, horny Whore” laughing as he said that, making Dave cringe slightly at hearing Sir describe me like that, not just in Public, but in earshot of any other neighbours who might hear.

The wind was blowing up under my short PVC skirt. I could feel the draught flow up and over my bruised ass and my bare cunt, which was pleasant and slightly soothing given that my ass was definitely tingling still, as it had been rubbing on the leather seat of the car the whole journey home.

Sir closed the door behind him as we all went through to my living room, both Dave and I taking a seat, waiting for Sir to come through.

Once he entered, Sir spoke to me first. “Evelyn, stand up.” I did so immediately as ordered.

“Bend over and lift the back of your skirt.” Again, I did all that Sir asked of me, bending at the waist, my hands lifting the hem of my short skirt at the back up over my hips.

“Dave, come over here. Evelyn was such a naughty whore last night, look at her ass” Having Dave look and inspect the marks and bruises on my ass.

“She will need tender care over the next couple of days, Dave. I will need you to rub cream over her ass for me to make sure the welts and bruises heal properly. Do you understand, Dave?”

“Yes, Sir, I will look after her for you and do everything you wish,” Dave replied, looking a little shocked seeing how badly my ass was marked and bruised.

“What happened to Evelyn, Sir?” Dave queried now.

“Ohh, I will leave Evelyn to tell you all the details of her adventures last night. I’m sure she will describe in detail what a good little whore she has been, especially if you soothe that tender, sexy ass of hers as I've asked,” laughing as he said this.

“Slut, I know your cunt will still also be a bit tender and sore after all that cock last night” Dave's eyes went wide, hearing that. “So perhaps you can just suck Dave's cock tonight, as I'm sure he missed you so much in bed last night, and he deserves this treat for being a good patient, obedient cuck husband.”

Sir moved forward, took my head in his hands and pressed his lips to mine, giving me such a long, passionate kiss, whilst Dave just stood watching on.

As Sir broke the kiss, he looked at me, “Now stay dressed as you are for the rest of the day, slut. I will contact you in a couple of days to see how you are.”

At that, he left the house, closing the front door as he went.

Dave just looked at me, wondering what had happened to the sweet, innocent little wife he had only 3 or 4 months ago.

I opened my bag and took out the money I’d been paid for my services last night, placing almost £1000 down on the table.

“What’s that? Where did that come from, Evelyn?” Dave asked in a shocked, surprised tone with a puzzled facial expression.

“Dave, I hope you won't be mad, but last night I was a whore for a few hotel Guests, who paid for my services”, I said fairly quietly, unsure of how Dave would react to finding out his wife had been prostituted out to others.

“How much is there?” he asked.

“£950”, I just said quickly.

“How Much??? how many times were you prostituted out to earn that amount?” he asked, his voice slightly raised, and I could see he was struggling to take this all in.

“Two guests just”, I said.

“Jesus fuck, Evelyn, almost £1000 from just two guests!!!!” The look on his face is now one of complete surprise and astonishment.

“It takes me a month to earn that", he added.

However, looking down, I could see that he was also a bit turned on as this was having an effect on his cock, which was getting hard in his trousers.

“Dave, let’s go upstairs, and you can soothe my sore ass with cream, and then I will tell you in detail about everything that happened to me last night, as I can see it's turning you on already”, giggling to him.

Dave just took my hand, and we headed upstairs to our bedroom to continue our talk.

I undressed and lay down naked on my front on the bed.

Dave was startled slightly see my marked and bruised ass up close like this. However, he started to apply the cream, which made me quiver at first as it felt so cold, but it was cooling on my ass, which was still hot, tingly and definitely bruised.

“Mmm, darling, that definitely feels so soothing”, I said as my husband began to gently run his hands over my sore ass cheeks, spreading the cream all over the welts and bruises.

“Well, so what happened last night?” he asked me as he did so.

I began to relate everything that had happened to me the night before to Dave, starting with how I was made to dress, to having to walk through the hotel like that, to the relative rooms and then how I'd serviced the guests and how the first one had surprised me with payment for my services. Only then, realising I was being not only a slut and whore but also made to feel like a prostitute, being paid for sex.

I could see as I turned my head that this was having more of an effect on my husband's cock, which was looking as hard as I’d seen it for so long.

Once he'd finished soothing my ass, I had him lie down on the bed naked so that I could take his cock in my hands as I then continued and told him about Master Melv and Mistress Beth and what they had me do at the club.

How I'd been fucked by them both first, then taken to the glory hole room, then used in the Dungeon by the Dungeon Master and others and finally severely gangbanged in the porn cinema room.

It seemed to be too much for Dave as, whilst I was wanking his cock, telling him everything, I felt his cock throb as he cum in my hand.

His cum dribbled from the tip of his cock, down over my fingers.

I licked my fingers in my mouth, tasting his cum (not as much cum as I’d become accustomed to now), but I still loved the taste of my husband's cum.

I then leaned over and took his cock in my mouth as I licked and sucked the rest of his cum from his cock fully.

We then cuddled up together under the duvet, falling asleep.