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Dirty Shorts 5: I Had to Punish My Wife
by Renata von Foetze (von_foetze@mail.com)

***

When his wife spends money like crazy on clothes, her 
husband takes steps to punish her, but she likes the 
punishment. (MMF, oral, anal)

***

Twice a month I would sit in my study and pay our 
bills. The last couple of months Elaine spent more 
money than usual. When I asked, she said she needed 
some new clothes for the winter and Lucy needed new 
clothes for school. I accepted her response. But this 
month the bill was ridiculous. I went to look for her 
and found her getting ready for bed.

"The bills are rather high this month. You two can't 
possibly need that many clothes."

"But we do, dear. Styles have changed."

"Well these bills are far too high. I think you better 
take most of these purchases back. We can't afford to 
spend like this."

I saw Lucy come into the room to watch us argue. 
Elaine still pleaded her case and said, "Oh, I can't 
very well take these clothes back. Besides I gave away 
all our outdated clothes."

I blew a gasket. I took her by the arm and yanked off 
her nightgown and panties before I put her over my 
knee. She was yelling and tried to get loose. But 
she's not that big and I could handle her easily 
enough and I started to give her a good spanking. 
"Stop it, Harrison. I'm not your child. I'm your wife. 
Please stop, it hurts."

I ignored her and kept up the punishment. As her 
cheeks got redder, she began to shed tears. She was 
kicking her legs, but I smacked her thighs until she 
stopped. I rested a moment. Lucy stood still, her face 
showed fear as she watched me continue to spank her 
mother.

When I could feel the heat on her ass a couple inches 
away, I stopped. Elaine didn't try to get up. She just 
cried in a way I never heard from her before.

When she finished bawling, I helped her get up. She 
went to sit on the other side of the bed, but jumped 
right up when her ass touched the bed. "Ouch. Damn it, 
Harrison, you really hurt me. I'm sorry. I'll be more 
careful, but I really can't return those clothes after 
all this time."

"Alright, then we need to figure out how to come up 
with more money to pay for your extravagances."

Dejectedly she asked, "Do I have to get a job?"

In a sterner tone I said, "No, I have a better idea 
that will reinforce your need to be more careful with 
money."

Shocked she asked, "You mean you are taking away my 
cards?"

"Oh yes, you can count on that. However, this is what 
is going to happen. I'm going to invite ten or twelve 
guys over to watch football on Sunday night. You will 
be part of the attraction to get them here."

"What guys, the ones from your office? And what kind 
of entertainment am I to do?"

Our daughter came into our room. In the sternest tones 
I said, "Lucy, go to bed. Now! Get to your room and in 
bed. I'll come in to tuck you in shortly."

She finally understood my anger and dashed down the 
hall into her room. I went to my closet and brought 
out the bench we used around the house to reach the 
highest shelves. It was sturdily made of wood and had 
a leather covered cushion. First I tied silk scarf to 
each leg. 

I began to tie her wrists to one side. She tried to 
get away, but I smacked her ass hard. She yelped and 
let me finish. Then I tied her legs just above her 
knees to the opposite side corners. Her pussy and anus 
were quite visible and available. 

Calmly I asked, "Now do you understand?"

Her face was red as a cherry. "You can't be serious. 
You're going to let these men fuck me in my own bed?"

I chortled and said, "I suppose we can put you and the 
bench down in the recreation room so everyone could 
watch."

That only angered her further. "No way, you're out of 
your mind. How can you expect me to do this?"

In my most rational voice I asked, "Well, how are you 
going to come up with money before these bills are 
due?"

I waited, but she was quiet. "No answer? I thought so. 
My plan is to charge them to fuck you. I'll charge so 
much if they use your mouth, so much more to fuck you 
and so much more to go anal."

This time she sounded fearful. "Not anal? Have you so 
little respect for me?"

"Have you so little respect for me to go to work every 
day to keep you comfortable? I'll tell you what. You 
can wear a mask so they won't know who you are."

"If you make me do this, I'll never forgive you."

"That's up to you. If you can come up with a better 
way to both punish you and to cover these bills, I'll 
call it off. You have the next two days."

"What will you do with Lucy?"

"She'll serve our guests their drinks and snacks 
downstairs in the recreation room. I have a nice 
little costume for her and a mask. Of course you won't 
need a costume."

***

To my surprise Elaine submissively surrendered to her 
predicament and agreed to do as I said. Sunday after 
dinner, when Lucy went to her room to put on the 
costume and mask that I had left on her bed, I put 
Elaine over the bench and tied her in place with the 
silk scarves. "Are you comfortable?"

In a snotty tone I said to him, "Oh yeah, this is my 
favorite position to spend three or four hours. You 
better lube me up good."

"I will and leave the tube under the bench."

"I want all the lights off in here, just leave the 
light on in our bathroom. Maybe a candle on the 
dresser and play some soothing music."

He drove me crazy with his matter of fact voice when 
he said, "We can do that. I just hope you have learned 
your lesson."

I watched as my husband lit two candles on the dresser 
and set up the CD player, He came over and kissed my 
forehead and patted by ass before he left to close the 
door. I heard him go downstairs to get ready for his 
guests. I had nothing to do but try to stay 
comfortable and think.

First I was as mad as hell at Harrison. How could he 
do this to me? But kneeling in that awkward position 
in the semi gloom of the bedroom all alone, I started 
to think of his complaints from his point of view and 
realized he was right. I spent our money that he makes 
and never thought of where the money came from. I was 
being selfish. 

Then I would get angry at him again for choosing this 
form of punishment. It's not like I don't enjoy sex. I 
do enjoy it and Harrison is still great in bed or 
anywhere else we make love. 

And I know that sometimes it is exciting to have sex 
with someone just to have sex. I began to wonder if he 
ever had sex with someone else. There were some nice 
young girls at work and he is handsome as they come.

I thought about sex with others and knew that I 
enjoyed it when I was single. When I'm honest with 
myself, I can admit how much I enjoyed the very 
occasional dalliance with another man while I was 
married. I wonder if Harrison knew about them and 
that's why he chose this way to punish me.

I heard him call Lucy to come downstairs and prepare 
to serve the men the refreshments. I'm sure by the way 
she looked at us at the dinner table earlier that she 
knew exactly what was going on. Yet, she never said a 
word to me.

Oh shit, I hear the men have begun to arrive. I wonder 
how Lucy is doing. How long will I have to wait before 
I have to 'entertain' someone? Will they come in one 
at time or will they line up during half time? Damn, 
I'm getting wet just thinking about it. Maybe I am 
just a slut.

***

The doorbell chimed. I watched as Lucy greeted my 
guests, took their hats, coats and scarves and 
carefully stowed them on the living room furniture 
before she led them to the recreation room. Lucy 
turned eighteen this past august. She was as 
attractive as her mother, just as filled out and with 
a beautiful face. I had Elaine put her long blonde 
hair in two pigtails.

The costume I bought for her was a German beer garden 
maid's outfit. It was a royal blue and white short 
sleeve peasant styled mini dress with a ruffle trimmed 
square neckline, corset style bodice with front lacing 
and an embroidered ribbon trimmed skirt with just a 
touch of a lacy petticoat showing. We added white 
thigh high stockings with royal blue ties and bows. 

We completed her outfit with four inch high heels. I 
helped her put on the simple mask, but she didn't like 
and tossed it aside. She did her own makeup. Sometimes 
I forget just how grownup she had become this past 
year.

When all eight of my guests had arrived and were 
comfortable watching the pre-game show, I sent Lucy up 
to the kitchen to get the platters of cheese, salami 
and pepperoni slices. The refrigerator behind the bar 
was already well stocked with a variety of beers. 

When she was out of hearing, I got their attention and 
said, "As promised I have arranged a little extra 
entertainment. If any of you guys get tired of the 
game, I have someone upstairs who is open for 
business. You'll have to pay me for what you want to 
do with her. She told me she has all three holes open 
for trade. There is a tip jar by her bench if you 
think she deserves a tip. Don't rush upstairs. Go one 
at a time and you may make as many trips as you wish 
until the game is over. Don't get fresh with my maid. 
She's not part of the entertainment. You may tip her 
if you like as well."

Lucy returned after my speech and began to take beer 
orders as well as go around with the trays. No one 
seemed to want to be first to go upstairs until after 
the first quarter was nearly over. Terry Richards was 
the first client for Elaine.

***

I was getting achy kneeling in that one position. With 
my wrists and ankles tied, it was hard to move about. 
The mask was irritating, but I couldn't do anything 
about that either. Where are they? What if this was 
just a gag? Harrison is capable of that kind of sick 
humor. 

What's that? I think someone is coming up the stairs. 
I bet it's just Harrison ready to laugh at me. But 
what if it's not him but one of his guests? What will 
he want to do to me? Will he recognize me? Will I 
recognize him?

The bedroom door opened and closed. Footsteps came 
into the room and stood behind me and I heard a man's 
voice say, "Well, well, look at what we have here. A 
pussy and an ass all nicely greased up. I would if old 
Harry would know that I fucked that ass instead of 
what I paid for. Nah, I better just fuck her twat. 
Maybe I'll come back later for that sweet looking 
ass."

Before I could prepare myself, I felt a cock poke 
through my labia. A couple more pokes and he slammed 
inside me.  I felt half relieved it wasn't a big, fat 
cock; but I still felt the shame and humiliation of 
being fucked in this manner. 

I suppose that was what my husband wanted me to feel. 
I was so angry with him. I couldn't wait for the guy 
to finish. When he was done, I realized he did use a 
condom, thank god.

I heard him stuff something in the tip jar. Damn, that 
was even more humiliating. Then he left without a 
word, not even a thanks or anything. I was alone 
again, but only for a few minutes. Another guy came in 
the room and stood in front of me. 

I heard him pull down his zipper then his cock was at 
my lips. Without thinking, I opened my mouth and he 
pushed inside. I didn't want him to fuck my mouth so I 
sucked on his cock and prayed he wouldn't have a very 
large load. He must have been jazzed up because he 
quickly came. 

I felt his first spurt hit the back of my throat. Then 
he pulled out of my mouth and came all over my face. 
Without a word, he zipped up, stuffed something in the 
jar and left. His cum slowly dried on my face. I hoped 
it would turn off anyone else from using my mouth. 

The evening seemed to last forever. My mouth was used 
twice more, my pussy was fucked six or seven times and 
my anal cherry was broken by two men. Then it became 
quiet. I waited for what seemed a longtime before the 
door opened and closed again. 

Someone began to fill up our tub. Nothing happened 
until the water was turned off. Then the person came 
over and began to undo the silk ropes. My legs were 
stiff. 

I was rolled onto my back. It was Harrison. He began 
to massage my thighs, calves and feet. Then he rolled 
me over onto my stomach again and gave me another warm 
oil massage. When he finished, he picked me up and 
carried me into the bathroom then deposited me in the 
tub.

"Where's Lucy?"

"She should be in her room getting ready for bed. Are 
you alright?"

"I'm not ready to discuss it. Leave me alone."

***

In the morning I woke up and found myself sleeping in 
his arms. I lay there quietly and thought about last 
evening. I felt myself get excited again. Then the 
shock hit me like a smack on the head. I truly and 
really enjoyed it. My first gang bang and I wanted to 
do it again. I think I especially enjoyed the 
anonymity of it. What could I possibly say to 
Harrison?

I got out of bed, washed and dressed before I went 
downstairs to make breakfast. My puss was still a 
little sore, but I knew that would wear off soon. Lucy 
bounced down the stairs and into her seat. 

She smirked at me and said, "I had fun last night Mom. 
The men all flirted with me and my butt was pinched a 
couple of times. But they tipped me well. I finished 
the night with fifty-three dollars. That is so cool. 
How did you do?"

I looked at her face. She appeared innocent, but I 
know my daughter. She knew what went on. I smiled in a 
motherly knowing way and said, "I did quite well 
myself. Now finish your breakfast or you'll miss the 
school bus. Oh and what happens in this house stays in 
this house or you will find my punishments can be 
quite severe."

"Of course, Mom; I'm not stupid, you know."

***

I stood in the doorway as my wife and daughter talked. 
Then I watched as Lucy jumped up, gathered her school 
books, put on her jacket and ran out to the bus stop.  

I sat down with Elaine and asked, "You think she 
knows?"

She sniffed and said quite primly, "Of course, she 
knows. As she said, she's not stupid. Are you 
satisfied with the punishment?"

I hid my smile behind a sip of coffee. "I am, if you 
learned your lesson."

"You can be sure I learned the lesson you wanted me to 
learn. However, I learned something else."

I looked at Elaine with curiosity. "And what was 
that?"

She giggled and said, "I enjoyed it. I want to do it 
again. Lucy enjoyed it also. She made over fifty bucks 
in tips. By the way, I made two hundred myself. I 
think I may take her shopping when she gets home from 
school today."

I was totally blown away and could only stare at her 
for a couple of minutes. "You're really serious, 
aren't you?"

"You better believe it. Don't misunderstand. I like 
sex with you, but I like more now and then. I wouldn't 
be upset if you plunked that cute secretary of yours 
now and then. Just don't tell me about it if you did 
or ever do. But the thing is, I don't really want to 
fuck around behind your back. If you agree to do it 
again, I just don't think you should charge for it."

I shook my head and was bewildered by what she had to 
say. Finally I finished my coffee and said, "Let me 
think about it and we can discuss it tonight when we 
go to bed.

***

So Harrison and I had our discussion and he agreed 
that Sunday night during the rest of the football 
season, he would invite a few of the guys to our home 
to fuck me. Lucy will be the cute little servant girl. 
If I'm reading signals right, she'll probably want to 
join me next football season. Well, I know she wasn't 
still a virgin.

We agreed on rules. Harrison asked for no payment, but 
I had my tip jar. We didn't use the bench nor was I 
tied up. That way, I could wash and re-lube when I 
felt the need. I think I will wait a couple of weeks 
to let him know I'd be interested in a double 
penetration once in a while. I still love Harrison. He 
can be so stern but is so open when it comes to sex 
and he is still the best lover I know.

The End

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