Amy's Bitch

Amy's Bitch

A suburban wife learns how much fun it can be to sexually dominate her husband. And he learns how satisfying it is to worship his wife.

"I ran to the back door and turned the handle. Well, tried to.
It was locked.
Trying to cover my nakedness with my hands, I rapped on the door with a knuckle.
Nothing.
Terrified the neighbours might be watching, I knocked again. "Amy!" I called urgently through my teeth.

Finally, I heard the leisurely clicking of high heels on the four tile steps inside that lead down to our back door. The door opened, and I gasped.

Since the day we met, I'd always wanted to see Amy in a corset. She was built for it, with her slender waist, round hips and huge breasts. But with her body issues, it had never happened. Yet here she was, stood in the lighted doorway, in an expensive-looking green satin corset decorated with black lace. Her breasts were pushed up high above her tiny waist, the pale flesh quivering with every breath she took. Her natural red curls cascaded down her bare shoulders to rest on her magnificent chest. The hard-on I'd almost lost while I waited for her roared back to life as I looked at her, and she smiled.

I stepped forward, my arms reaching for her, my cock brushing against her thigh. She pressed her palm flat against my chest, firmly pushing me back.
"Not so fast," she said. "You want to come in?"
"Yes," I stammered. "Yes, I do!"
"Why?" she demanded.
"Why? I want to fuck you!"
She arched a delicate eyebrow.
"Well, I don't know about that. Look at me."
She placed her hands on her hips, her breasts rising even higher as she drew a deep breath.
"You look amazing!" I said.
"I do, don't I?"
"So sexy," I said. She smiled.
"I don't think you've earned the right to have sex with me looking like this. Do you?"
"What?" I asked, though I heard her perfectly clearly.
"Do you think you deserve to have sex with me?" She breathed deeply again, making her breasts swell out over the corset's lacy top.
"N-no" I tried. Her smile showed her white teeth.
"No, you don't. But maybe, if you're a good boy, you might earn a little treat. Do you want a treat?"
"Yes please," I said.
"Do you want to be a good boy for me?"
"Yes, I do."
"Good. You can start by showing me the proper respect. On your knees."
Humiliated, I dropped to the cold concrete.
"Now kiss my feet."
I looked up at her in disbelief. She stood over me, lit from behind, her hands on her hips. She seemed to tower over me as I knelt in the doorway.
"Do it," she commanded..."
Country USA
Author Katt Ford
Binding Kindle Edition
Format Kindle eBook
IsAdultProduct
NumberOfPages 26
PublicationDate 2015-11-06
ReleaseDate 2015-11-06

Country	USA
Author	Katt Ford
Binding	Kindle Edition
Format	Kindle eBook
IsAdultProduct
NumberOfPages	26
PublicationDate	2015-11-06
ReleaseDate	2015-11-06

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