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Roxanne and Willie  Ch. 01

By: Goodhusband



Note: This is the first episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". This story is the third part of a four part series. The first two parts, "Brenda and Bobby" and "Sandra and Stevie" have already been posted on this site. 

"Roxanne and Willie" can be read and enjoyed on its own, but you will know more about the characters if you go back and read the other two stories first.

The story will be presented as a serial. I plan to post one to three episodes per week until it is completed

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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I was working on my PhD in economics at the University. To pick up some extra cash I took a job tutoring students at Maple Hills Community College. My tutoring sessions were set up through the Academic Assistance Office. I worked by appointment only. 

Maple Hills was about two weeks into their fall quarter. It was a Thursday afternoon. I had a three o'clock appointment. I was supposed to meet a woman named Roxanne Mitchell in the student lounge. She needed help with her algebra.

I pulled into the parking lot outside the Maple Hills Student Center at about 2:45. It was a warm fall day. The sun was shining and the temperature was in the low 80's. September is a beautiful month in the north central part of the United States.

When I got out of my car I stopped for a moment and let the warm sun beat down on my face. It felt good. It was a wonderful day to be outside. I suddenly regretted my decision to take this job. This would have been a very nice afternoon to play golf.

After a moment I came to my senses. I needed this job, I had to pay my rent. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't poor. I had a nice nest egg. It was money I recently inherited it from my uncle, but that money had a purpose. It was going to get me started once I finished my PhD. I didn't want to squander it, so I reluctantly focused my attention and headed towards the student center. 

When I walked into the lounge I looked around. The room was nearly empty. There were four young men playing bridge at a table in the corner. 

There was one person on the other side of the room. She was sitting at a table staring at a text book. She was a little older than your average college student, but it wasn't her age that caught my attention. She was a gorgeous blonde dressed in a pair of skin tight white slacks and a low cut flower print blouse that just barely concealed an enormous pair of beautiful breasts. 

I immediately lost my composure. I'm not good at talking to attractive women. They terrify me. I've never been a ladies man. It's easy to understand why; at 5'6" and 135 lbs I'm not the muscular athlete that most women find attractive. 

The truth is I'm a 31 year old virgin. The one time that I almost had intercourse I ejaculated as the girl was unzipping my pants. It was humiliating. Since then I've avoided women. Internet pornography and my right hand are my only current sex partners.  

I was pretty sure that this woman was Roxanne Mitchell. I had no choice, I had to talk to her. I took a deep breath, built up my courage and walked across the room. 

The woman looked up at me and smiled as I approached her. 

I stiffly walked up to her and in my most official voice said, "Are you Roxanne Mitchell?" 

Her smile disappeared. She stood up and quietly answered. "Yes I'm Roxanne Mitchell." 

"I'm William Oliver. I'm your algebra tutor." 

I knew I was being brusque. I didn't know what else to do. I was so nervous that it was the only way I could manage to talk to this beautiful woman. 

I sat down at the table. "Will you please show me what your working on?" 

She opened her book. I looked at it for a moment. She was learning to multiply polynomials." 

I took out my notebook and wrote out some easier problems. I wanted to find out if she had all of the skills necessary to do these problems. 

"Ms. Mitchell can you do this problem?" 

Roxanne put her pencil down and stared at me. "Mr. Oliver have I offended you in some way?" 

I hesitated for a moment. I was starting to get very nervous. "No Ms. Mitchell you have not." 

"Then why are you being so short with me? Do you think I am stupid? I'm sorry that algebra is difficult for me. I suppose that it's very easy for you. Still that's no reason for you to be condescending. I am paying you to teach me." 

My facade collapsed. I stared at the floor. It was all I could do. 

After a moment I managed to stammer out, "I am sorry Ms. Mitchell. I did not mean to offend you. Please understand, I am not trying to be condescending." My voice got very quiet. "It's just that I get very nervous when I'm around an attractive woman." 

Roxanne Mitchell started to laugh. "Aren't we a pair. You can't talk to girls and I automatically assume everyone thinks I'm stupid." 

She gently picked up my hand and in a very soft voice said, "Let's start over. I promise not to hurt you. My name is Roxanne." 

I smiled and started to relax. "Hello Roxanne, I'm William." 

Roxanne smiled back at me. "William, will you help me with my algebra?"

I grinned at her. "Roxanne I would love to help you."

I handed her a problem to solve. It was a simple equation. She worked slowly, but she knew what to do. When she was done I gave her a more difficult problem. After she solved it, I smiled and said, "That was well done, you understand this very well." 

Roxanne beamed with pride.

I wrote out several problems from her current assignment. I took a moment and explained the FOIL system for multiplying polynomials. We did one problem together. After we solved it I quietly said, "Now you do this one." 

Roxanne hesitated for a moment. I whispered, "Remember first, outer, inner and last. Start with the first." 

She nodded and began multiplying the terms. She worked very slowly, but she was doing it correctly

I whispered to her, "Very nice, keep going." 

When she finished the problem she looked at me. I patted the back of her wrist and said, "That was excellent. You picked it up very quickly." 

Roxanne grinned at me. "William you're a wonderful teacher." 

Suddenly I realized that I was touching her. I started to get nervous and quickly pulled my hand away from her wrist. 

Roxanne smiled at me, picked up my hand and put it back on her arm. "I liked it when you were touching me." She paused, "William I like you." She looked at her watch. "I know our hour is over, but would you let me buy you a cup of coffee?" 

I stared at her. I desperately wanted to say yes, but I was terrified. Roxanne read the look of panic in my eyes. She giggled and squeezed my hand. "I promise I won't hurt you." 

This woman had an amazing ability to put me at ease. I took a deep breath and said, "I would love to have a cup of coffee with you." 

We went to the snack bar. I got us two coffees. As I was paying for them Roxanne said, "William I offered to buy you a cup of coffee." 

I started to stutter. "I ah I I'm sorry." I was panicking. Roxanne put her hand on my hand. "You are so shy." She smiled. "I think it's really sweet. It's okay, you can buy the coffee William." 

We sat down and started to talk. We talked for over two hours. 

Roxanne was a cocktail waitress. She'd been married twice. Both marriages ended in divorce. When I asked her what happened she just shrugged and said, "I don't know, they just didn't work out." 

She told me she was excited about going to college. She really wanted to earn a bachelors degree. 

I told her about my work to earn a PhD in economics. We talked about my shyness with women. I told her about my goals in life. 

At 5:30 Roxanne looked at her watch. "William, I have to go to work." She shook her head. "I wish I didn't, I'm having a wonderful time. I really like you. Could we go to dinner tomorrow night? I know a nice little bar that makes wonderful hamburgers. It would be a cheap evening. We could go Dutch treat." 

I swallowed hard. "Roxanne I would love to have dinner with you tomorrow night. What time?" 

"Will you pick me up?" 

"Of course." 

"How about 7:00." 

"I'll be there." 

We left together. I walked Roxanne to her car. She gave me her address and telephone number. When I got to my car I was whistling. I was already in love. 

The next day was the longest day of my life. At 5:30 I showered and changed clothes. At 6:30 I left for Roxanne's apartment. I drove slowly. At 6:50 I found her building. I parked the car and waited. At two minutes to seven I walked to the apartment building door and rang her bell. 

Roxanne buzzed me in. I went up to her apartment. Her door was open. 

"William come in. I'm almost ready." 

I walked in and stopped dead in my tracks. Roxanne was wearing a pair of blue slacks and a light green top. She looked absolutely stunning. I stood in her living room and stared at her like a complete fool. 

She saw me and laughed. "That's the effect I was hoping to have on you." 

She grabbed my hand. "Lets go have some dinner." She giggled. "Maybe after dinner we can come back here. I would love to show you what's under this outfit." 

The bar with the great hamburgers was called Sammy's. It was on 14th Street. 

When we walked in the bartender yelled out, "Hey Roxie, Where you been keepin yourself?"

Roxanne yelled back, "I've been tryin to stay out of dives like this one Sammy."

Sammy held up his hands in mock dismay. "How can a classy dame like you be so confused about good places to eat?"

We walked over to the bar. Sammy was a small slender man in his mid to late 50's. His weathered face, gray hair and tattoo covered arms suggested that he'd lived a hard life.

Roxanne smiled at him. "I'm going to college now Sammy. I just started two weeks ago. I'm spending my nights at home studying."

Sammy shook his head. "We all miss you Roxie." He looked at me. "Whose your friend?"

"Sammy this is William Oliver. William this is Samuel Jamieson."

Sammy threw his hand across the bar. "Pleased to meet you William." He turned to Roxanne. "Roxie, what's all this formal shit. Has college turned you into a snob?" He looked back at me and laughed. "William my name aint Samuel, the nuns at St. Theresa's Grade School were the only ones ever called me Samuel. I'm Sammy and if its okay with you, when you're in my place you're gonna be Willie."

I smiled. "Sammy nothing would make me happier than to be called Willie."

Sammy turned to Roxanne. "See that, aint life a whole lot easier when everyone puts a y on the end of their name." He started laughing again. Sammy Jamieson was one of those people that made you smile.

Roxanne grinned at him. "Tell that to Abraham Lincoln."

Sammy looked at Roxanne. "Yeah so what's your point? If he comes into my bar, I'm gonna call him Abby."

Roxanne laughed. "Sammy you don't even know who Abraham Lincoln was do you?"

Sammy thought for a minute and then he winked at me. "I sure as fuck do. He was the guy what invented them logs that the kids use to build stuff."

Roxanne shook her head. "Sammy I don't know why I ever questioned your knowledge."

Sammy grabbed Roxanne's hand. "Hey kid I missed you. You're the only one who really knows how to insult me. What would you and your gentleman friend like?"

Roxanne turned to me. "Do you like beer?"

I nodded. "Beer would be great."

Roxanne turned back to Sammy. "Mr. Jamieson, give us a pitcher of your finest."

Sammy's was a place where the crowd was friendly and everyone enjoyed themselves. Roxanne knew everyone and everyone knew "Roxy". I'll bet that during the course of the evening at least two dozen men stopped by to chat with her. Roxanne introduced me to all of them.

We sat at the bar the entire time we were there. The hamburgers were excellent. The French fries and onion rings were even better. 

Roxanne and I drank two pitchers of beer. By 10:30 both of us were spiffed. Roxanne leaned over. "I have to go pee. When I get back I want to take you home." She leaned over and nibbled my ear. "I plan to seduce my shy little Willie boy tonight."

Roxanne got up and went to the bathroom. As she walked away I noticed that the eyes of every man in the room were fixed on her sumptuous rear end.

I decided that I'd better go to. Beer has that effect on you. 

I hurried off to the men's room. When I returned Roxanne was already back at the bar. There was a large middle aged man sitting next to her. They were talking quietly. When Roxanne spotted me she stood up. 

As I approached the bar she said, "Willie let's go." It was almost as if she didn't want me to talk to the guy next to her.

As we were leaving she turned to the man at the bar and said, "Rudy call me. You've got my number."

We walked to the car. As we were getting in I asked. "Who was that guy in there?"

Roxanne looked at me. She hesitated for a moment. It was almost like she wasn't sure what to say. Finally she shrugged. "He's just a guy I know; don't worry about it." 

When we got back to Roxanne's apartment she kissed my cheek and said, "Why don't you make yourself at home. I'm going to go change into something a little more comfortable." 

This was a phrase that a woman had never said to me before. I started getting nervous. I knew what it meant. 

Roxanne disappeared into the bedroom. She was only gone for a minute or two. When she returned she was dressed in the sexiest lingerie outfit that I could possibly imagine. 

Roxanne walked into the room and flashed me a lascivious smile. She took a quick turn so that I could see all of her and asked. "Willie do you think I am sexy?"

It took every bit of self control that I could muster to stammer out a quiet, "Yes."

Roxanne grinned at me. "Willie you're so shy, I just love it." 

Suddenly she got a mischievous look in her eyes and started to giggle. "Willie I have really big tits. Guys love to play with them. Would you like to see my tits Willie?" Roxanne was trying to relax me by teasing me.

It didn't help I was still so flummoxed that I was incapable of speech. I continued to stand in front of Roxanne like a complete idiot. 

She smiled at me and gently stroked my cheek. "Willie I'll show you my big beautiful breasts but you have to ask to see them. Can you do that for me baby. Can you ask Roxie to show you her big titties." 

I mustered all of my courage and managed to stammer out. "Roxanne may I please be allowed to see your beautiful breasts." 

Roxanne stared at me. For a moment she didn't say anything. Finally she shook her head. "That wasn't asking Willie, that was more like begging." She paused. "But I kind of liked it. Let me hear you do it again, but get down on your knees this time." 

I got down on my knees. I would have done anything she told me to do. The combination of sexual excitement and anxiety had turned me into a zombie. I was more than happy to take direction. 

Roxanne smiled. "Oh my, you can be very obedient. I really like that. Willie this is getting me very hot." She giggled. "Beg Willie, beg to see my tits." 

"Roxanne will you please take pity on me and allow me to see your beautiful breasts." 

Roxanne laughed. "That was pretty good." She paused and pretended to think. She was still teasing me. "Maybe I'll show you just one of them." 

She lowered her top and exposed her left breast. 

I kneeled in front of her staring at it. 

"A good little boy would say thank you." 

At this point I belonged to Roxanne. I would have done anything she told me to do. 

"Roxanne, thank you for showing me your beautiful breast." 

She giggled some more. She was obviously enjoying this. "Want to see the other one?" 

"Oh yes please. I would like that very very much." 

"You know what to do." 

"Roxanne I beg you, please show me your other breast." 

She smiled. "Oh that was very good." She lowered her top and exposed both of her breasts. They were beautiful.

Roxanne stood up and made a big production about stretching. As she stretched she said, "They are beautiful aren't they." She leered at me. "If you're really well behaved I might let you touch them." 

She thought for a moment. Finally she said, "But not just yet. I want to play a little bit more." 

Roxanne turned around and got on her knees on the couch. Her big beautiful ass was right in front of me. 

"Willie do you like my ass?" 

"Yes maam." 

Roxanne stopped. She slowly turned and looked at me for a moment. "Say that again." 

"What?" 

"What you just said." 

"You mean, Yes maam." 

She grinned. "Yes, that's exactly what I meant." She winked at me. "I liked that." 

I smiled. I liked it to. I've always had fantasies about dominant women. I was getting very excited about the direction the evening was taking. I mustered up my courage and said, "I liked it to." 

Roxanne stared at me for a moment. Finally she smiled and turned around again. 

"Willie would you like to kiss my beautiful ass?" 

I swallowed hard and quietly answered, "Yes maam." 

She giggled. "I think it's a privilege that requires more begging." 

"Mistress Roxanne..." I stopped in horror. That was an accident. It just sort of slipped out. 

Roxanne snapped around and stared at me. She could see my humiliation. She appeared to think for a moment. Finally she said, "It's okay Willie. You can call me that. I think I might kind of like it." She paused. "Say it again." 

I started again. I was very tentative. "Mistress Roxanne." I paused to look at Roxanne. 

She smiled at me. "Keep going, you're doing fine." 

"Mistress Roxanne may I please be allowed to kiss your beautiful ass." 

"Yes my little slave." She giggled. "If I'm your Mistress, you must be my slave." Her expression became very serious. "You have my permission. You may kiss my ass."

I kneeled behind Roxanne and gently kissed the cheeks of her ass. Part of me wanted to pull those gorgeous cheeks apart so I could bury my face in the crack of her ass, but I didn't. I was afraid. I was afraid Roxanne would think I was a pervert. Even more, I was afraid to do anything without first getting Roxanne's permission. 

After a moment Roxanne turned. She leaned forward and stroked my hair. "Willie, you make a wonderful little slave." She smiled. "I'm really enjoying this, I hope you are to." 

I grinned at Roxanne. She started to laugh before I could say anything. "Baby doll you don't have to say a word, that smile says it all." She leaned over and kissed my forehead. "Willie I think you and I are going to become very good friends." 

Roxanne winked at me. "It's time for us to play a little more isn't it." 

I enthusiastically nodded my head up and down. 

She laughed. "I'll take that as a big yes." 

Roxanne laid back on the couch and spread her legs apart. She pulled her panties aside and exposed her cunt. 

I was still kneeling on the floor in front of her. 

"Willie Look at my pussy." She stared at me. "You've never been this close to a woman's cunt before have you Willie." 

"No Maam I haven't." 

"It's beautiful isn't it Willie." 

"Yes Maam." 

"Would you like to kiss it?" 

"Very much Maam." 

"You know that you'll have to beg for my permission." 

"Yes Mistress. I understand that." 

For some reason it was much easier for me to talk to Roxanne when I was in the role of a slave. I suppose there was a sense of security for me when I surrendered power to this woman. 

She smiled at me. "Slave, don't keep your Mistress waiting." 

I looked up at my goddess. "Mistress Roxanne may I please be allowed to kiss your pussy." 

Roxanne giggled. "Yes slave, you have my permission." She paused and waved her finger at me. "Just kissing, no licking." 


Roxanne and Willie  Ch. 01



I leaned forward and kissed Roxanne's cunt. She was wet. I knew enough to understand that this meant that she was aroused. I licked my lips and tasted her. This was the first time in my life that I ever tasted a woman's sex. I liked it. 

Roxanne moaned as I planted soft kisses up and down the length of her cunt. 

I read lots of porn on the internet. I knew where her clit was and I knew its significance. I placed my lips on that sensitive spot. First I kissed it and then I put my lips around it and started gently sucking it. Roxanne gasped and closed her eyes. 

After a moment I pulled my lips away from her cunt. I heard a soft sigh of disappointment from Roxanne. 

I looked up at her. "Mistress I beg you for permission to lick your cunt. I beg to be allowed to pleasure you with my tongue." 

Roxanne laughed. It was more a laugh of giddy excitement than a response to something that was funny. 

This time she answered very quickly . "Yes! Lick my cunt slave. Kiss it and lick it; make me cum." 

I moved slowly. I was about to be allowed to do something that I have dreamed of doing since I was a teenager. I was going to get to lick a woman's pussy. I wanted to be able to savor this moment. 

Roxanne whimpered as she felt my lips make contact with her sex. She was dripping wet now. I carefully pushed my tongue into that secret space between the lips of her cunt. I was moving very slowly and I was being very gentle. 

She was delicious. Roxanne moaned as she felt me licking her. I was still working slowly. I licked her from the base of her cunt to her clitoris. When I reached her clit I stopped and made little swirls around her engorged love button with tip of my tongue. I was trying to tease her.

Roxanne started panting. Her response got me even more excited. I buried my face between her thighs and pushed my tongue into her pussy. I licked her and then I sucked on her clit. I wasn't being gentle anymore. I was eating her cunt now. 

Roxanne gasped every time my lips touched her clit. I decided to focus all of my attention there. I sucked her clit into my mouth and flicked it with my tongue.

Roxanne wrapped her legs around the back of my head, pulled my face into her sopping wet pussy and started fucking my mouth. 

Suddenly her entire body went ridged. For a moment there was a pause. It was like the stillness that precedes a violent thunderstorm and then the storm broke. Roxanne started screaming. Tremors seemed to be ripping her body apart. I got scared but I was powerless to do anything. Roxanne's legs were holding my face locked against her sopping cunt. 

After what seemed like an eternity but was probably only seconds Roxanne's violent storm of pleasure started to subside. I felt her legs slowly relax their hold on me. Roxanne sighed and collapsed. As she collapsed she reached down and pulled me up on the couch. "Come lie next to me sweet baby". 

We quietly lay together. After a few moments Roxanne rolled onto her side and kissed me. "Now it's your turn. Be a good little slave and undress for your Mistress." 

I stood up next to the couch and quickly took my socks and shirt off. When I got to my pants I hesitated. I have a small penis. The truth is, I have a penis that's so small it's laughable. My little dick is just barely 3 1/2 inches long when it's fully erect. 

I didn't want to take my pants off. I was terrified that Roxanne would start laughing and make me leave the moment she saw my pathetic equipment. 

As I considered that possibility, the strangest thing occurred. I started to get excited. I cannot begin to explain it. I knew that I didn't really want it to happen. Still I could not deny it. The idea of being completely humiliated in front of Roxanne was incredibly erotic for me. 

I unbuckled my belt and dropped my jeans with very mixed emotions. My tiny little dick gave my excitement away. As soon as I pulled my underpants down it sprang to attention . 

Roxanne stared at my tiny penis. She was obviously amazed. Actually, she was speechless. 

After a moment she started to laugh. "William that is absolutely the smallest penis that I've ever seen in my entire life." She tried to stop laughing, but she couldn't. "Shit Willie. I didn't know that they came that small." She started to giggle. "Baby my clit is almost as big as your dick." 

Suddenly Roxanne stopped. She got very quiet. After a moment she said, "I'm sorry Willie, that was really rude of me." She shook her head. "Please forgive me." She sighed. "I imagine that's one of the reasons your so shy with girls." 

I finished taking off my underpants, got down on my knees and bowed my head. I don't really know why I did it, It just seemed like my only choice at the moment. I guess that I was retreating into my internet based submissive fantasies. 

I looked up at Roxanne. "I'm sorry that I disappointed you Mistress." 

Roxanne stared at my face for a moment, then she looked at my crotch. My penis was sticking straight out. She tilted her head. She was thinking. After a moment she said, "Willie are you turned on by what I said to you." She paused to think some more. Finally she asked, "Do you like it when I abuse you?" 

I kept my head bowed. There was no point in trying to retreat. I was committed. Either I was going to start acting out my submissive fantasies with Roxanne or she was going to throw me out in disgust. 

I took a deep breath and answered. "It's my Mistresses right to treat me any way that she pleases. I am her slave." 

Roxanne looked at me, there was a stern edge to her voice. "William that's a cope out. I asked you a question. Please answer it. Do you like it when I verbally abuse you." 

I took another deep breath. "Yes Mistress Roxanne I do." 

Roxanne was silent for a long time. I started to get nervous. Finally she looked at me. "William get up and sit on the couch next to me." 

I did as I was told. As I sat down next to Roxanne she grabbed my penis and started to stroke it. As she stroked me she said, "I think that I am going to call you Wee Willie." She giggled. "Its a good name for you." 

As she was talking I suddenly realized that I was about to cum. I tried to stop myself, but I wasn't able to. I nearly cried as I started to ejaculate all over Roxanne's hand. 

When I was done Roxanne glanced at my semen dripping from her fingers. She looked up and stared into my eyes. She shook her head. "Willie you not only have a pathetically tiny cock, but you cum prematurely." She shrugged. "You are absolutely useless as a lover." 

I could not explain it, but I was wildly excited. For some reason I loved it when Roxanne abused me. I slipped off of the couch, got back on my knees and bowed my head. "I'm sorry that I am a disappointment to you Mistress." 

Roxanne shook her head. "Sweetheart, nothing could be further from the truth." She laughed. It was a warm pleasant laugh. "Willie honey, you might be a lousy traditional lover, but you are an absolutely magnificent pussy licking slave." She smiled. "Sweet baby if you really do enjoy this, you might be the best sex partner that I've ever had." 

I looked up at Roxanne. "Really?" 

She giggled and said, "Really." 

After a moment she added. "You're also an incredibly sweet man. Willie I love spending time with you." She pulled me back up on the couch. "Stay with me tonight Willie; please sleep with me." We wrapped our arms around each other and kissed. That night I slept with a woman for the very first time in my life.



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 02



Note: This story is the second episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the first episode of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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I was awake early on Saturday morning. It's difficult for me to sleep in a strange bed. For a little while I just lay still and watched Roxanne sleep. She was beautiful.

Nature finally forced me to get up. I quietly slipped into the bathroom and relieved myself. I found some toothpaste and wished I had a tooth brush. I considered using Roxanne's but I was afraid to do that. Instead I used my finger to brush my teeth. 

I went into the kitchen and found a coffee pot and some coffee. Once the coffee was brewing I looked around for something to make for breakfast. In the refrigerator I found some eggs, butter, milk and cheese. It was just what I needed to make a cheese omelet for Roxanne and myself. 

I dug around in the cupboard and found a fry pan. 

I was looking for some bread to make toast when I heard Roxanne get up and go into the bathroom. 

As I was mixing the eggs and milk in a bowl I heard the toilet flush. I put the fry pan on the stove so it could heat up. As I was doing this I could hear water running in the bathroom sink. 

A moment later Roxanne walked into the kitchen. She was wearing a tiny little dress that was so short it just barely covered her beautiful ass. 

I was naked. I suddenly felt very self conscious about the fact that she was dressed and I was not. 

She hopped up on the counter and spread her legs. She wasn't wearing any panties. 

I poured Roxanne a cup of coffee. As I handed it to her I smiled and said "Good morning." 

Roxanne took a sip of coffee. "That tastes good, thank you." 

There was a feeling of awkwardness in the air. It seemed that both of us were a little unsure of how things stood after last night. 

I tried just talking. "I hope you don't mind that I took the liberty of making us some breakfast." 

Roxanne smiled., "No I am glad you did." She laughed. "Most guys are usually gone by the time I wake up." 

Just as I was about to pour the omelet mixture into the hot fry pan I stopped. For a moment I stood perfectly still. Suddenly I was afraid that I'd committed a faux pas. I turned to Roxanne, "I'm sorry, would you like me to leave?" 

Roxanne shook her head. "No, I'm really happy that you're still here." She paused. "I am sorry William. I guess I didn't say that right." She looked at me. "I had a wonderful time with you last night. William I really like you a lot. Coming in here and finding you cooking breakfast was the most wonderful thing that could have happened this morning." 

I poured the egg and milk mixture into the hot fry pan. As it started to cook I looked at Roxanne. "I also had a wonderful time last night." I took a deep breath. "I really like you a lot to Roxanne." 

Roxanne grinned at me. "I'm glad William." 

She watched me sprinkle some cheese onto the omelet. As it started to melt she asked, "William was last night just a game?"

I looked at Roxanne. Suddenly I froze up. I was speechless. I was afraid to answer.

She pushed the issue. "Was that you talking last night or was it the pitcher of beer?" 

I found a spatula and took the omelet out of the fry pan. As I put it on a plate and cut it in half, I thought about Roxanne's question. Being a slave to a dominant woman has been my ultimate sexual fantasy since I was 18. All of my favorite internet sites dealt with dominant women. 

Last night I enjoyed sex with a woman. It may not have been the sex that most men dream of, but it was sex that I could excel at. It was sex that made me happy. 

I took a deep breath. It was time to stand up and express my desires. I knew exactly what I wanted. I wanted to be Roxanne's sex slave. 

I set the spatula down. "Roxanne I was very serious last night. I meant everything I said." 

Roxanne looked at me. "Everything?' 

I nodded. "Everything." 

Roxanne smiled and lowered her top. Her breasts were so beautiful. She spread her legs wider and pointed to her cunt. "Well Wee Willie, I think that its time for you to give your mistress a proper good morning kiss."

I got on my knees. 

Roxanne closed her eyes and sighed as she felt me kiss her. "Little slaveboy this is wonderful way to start the day." She giggled. "Of course you'll never know that because you're always going to be the on who's giving pleasure." 

I looked up at Roxanne. "Mistress this is a wonderful way to start the day. I can't think of anything I would rather do than give you pleasure." 

Roxanne jumped down from the counter and grabbed me. She gave me a big hug and kissed me. "William you're the most wonderful man I've ever met." 

I laughed, "Roxanne, I think you're the most wonderful woman I've ever met." 

Roxanne kissed me again and then she smiled at me. "Lets eat that omelet you made before it gets too cold." 

We sat down at the kitchen table. Both of us were hungry. For a moment we focused on eating our breakfast. 

When she'd finished about half of her omelet Roxanne stopped eating. She appeared to be thinking. After a moment she set her fork down and looked at me. "Willie, I don't want you to be my slave all the time. You're a very smart and very funny man. I want to be able to enjoy you as a person." 

I set my fork down and thought about what Roxanne had just said. Finally I nodded and answered her. "I agree, but I think that will work itself out. Right now maybe we can just call it our game. We can decide when we're playing and when we're not." 

"I like that Willie." She paused. "Willie can we spend the day together?" 

"I have to go home for a little bit. I need to clean up and do some work. I have to organize some research that I've just recently completed." 

"Could I go with you. I'll bring my school work. We could study together." She paused. "No I suppose that falls into the area of tutoring. That's your job. We can do that during our scheduled times when I am paying you." 

I stared at Roxanne. "Silly girl, I am not your tutor anymore. You don't need a tutor. You now have a friend who will help you with all of your school work whenever you ask for it." 

"You'd do that for me?" 

"Yes of course I would." I stared at Roxanne for a moment. "Roxanne you're not used to men being nice to you are you." 

She frowned. "Willie most guys just want to get into my panties. They're pretty much done with me after that." 

I got up and walked over to Roxanne. I put my arms around her and whispered into her ear. "I will never be done with you. I will always be there for you. That's a promise and it's written in stone." 

"Really?" 

"Really." I laughed. "I take this slave shit seriously." I kissed her. "I'll clean up the kitchen while you go get dressed." I stopped. "No I am your slave. Mistress please excuse me while I draw your bath." 

Roxanne followed me into the bathroom. "Willie what do you think you are doing." 

I smiled at Roxanne. "I am going to give you a bath. When I am done I am going to clean up the kitchen while you get dressed." 

Roxanne giggled. "Are you serious?" 

"Of course I am. Like I said, I take this slave shit seriously." 

Roxanne laughed. Then she thought for a moment. "We're going to have to talk more about this. I want to find out just how much power you're surrendering to me." 

I looked at her. "All of it. When you decide we're playing, my surrender will be total." 

Roxanne stared at me. "I am not sure I understand what that means." 

I smiled. "I guess that we're just going to have to start playing. We're both smart people, we'll figure it out."

I am quite certain that giving Roxanne a bath was the most fun thing I've ever done in my entire life. It took every bit of concentration that I could muster to keep from cumming while I washed her gorgeous body. 

When we were done I dried her off. When she was dry I quickly put my clothes on and cleaned the kitchen while Roxanne got dressed and applied her makeup. 

When she was ready she came into the kitchen. I smiled when I saw her. "Roxanne you're gorgeous." 

She giggled. "Thank you kind sir, you're very sweet." 

I finished wiping the counter and rinsed out the sponge I was using. When I was done I turned to Roxanne. "'Grab your books, let's go." 

She looked at me. "Willie are you really going to let me study with you?" 

I nodded, "Yes of course I am. I think it would be wonderful. 

"But your so much smarter than I am." 

I smiled and walked over to Roxanne. "Sweetheart, I don't think that's true. I think you're very smart. You just don't have much confidence in your ability to learn right now." I laughed. "We're quite a pair aren't we. Both of us have some major insecurities." 

Roxanne stared at me for a minute. I looked at her. "What's the matter?" 

She smiled. "You just called me sweetheart." 

I bowed my head. "I'm sorry Roxanne. It just slipped out. Please don't be mad. I promise to never let it happen again." 

She shook her head. "Now your the silly one. I'm not mad. I loved it. I want you to call me sweetheart." She paused. "Unless of course we're playing our game." She laughed. "You cannot possibly imagine the pain and degradation you'll have to endure if you call me sweetheart during playtime." 

I winked at her. "I can try." 

Roxanne punched my arm. "You pervert." 

I grinned and nodded my head up and down in agreement. "That's me, your little pervert slave." 

Roxanne laughed. After a moment her expression became more serious. She put her arms around me. "Willie I don't know how all of this is going to work out, but right now I'm hoping that we become sweethearts." 

I hugged her. "Roxanne I would like that more than anything in the world." 

When we got to my apartment Roxanne sat down at my dining room table. She took out her books and started to study while I took a shower and changed my clothes. 

When I was done cleaning up I grabbed my brief case and joined her. 

We studied all afternoon. We took several breaks. One of them was a lunch break. I made a sandwich for each of us. We talked while we ate. 

"Roxanne, if you're a cocktail waitress how come you don't have to work on Saturday night?" 

"Willie, I work in the bar at the Calvert Hotel. Their bar trade comes almost exclusively from businessmen and conventions. They start arriving on Sunday night and they all leave on Thursday night. The bar is empty on the weekends." She laughed. "I also get to go home at 10:00 pm. Business men go to bed early. The bar at the Calvert is very quiet after 10:00." 

She put her hand on my shoulder. "We have tonight to ourselves. How would you like to go to Sammy's for dinner? It's spaghetti night." She smiled. "Sammy makes great spaghetti. After we eat maybe we can hang out for awhile." She winked at me. "Then we can go back to my place and start to work out the rules of our game." She leaned over and whispered into my ear. "My imagination has been working overtime all day today." She giggled. "I have a whole list of really nasty things I want to do to you." 

I took a deep breath. I was already getting excited. "How long do we have to stay at Sammy's?" 

Roxanne started to laugh. "It all depends on you. If you're a really devoted and obedient boyfriend I might be willing to leave a little earlier. If you're not," She poked me in the ribs. "Then I might just decide to spend the whole night at Sammy's flirting with other guys."

I was suddenly speechless. Roxanne had just said something that totally overwhelmed me.

Roxanne stared at me. "Willie, what's wrong? Did I say something that upset you?"

I shook my head. "No, not at all. Roxanne you just called me your boyfriend."

She smiled at me. "I'm sorry Willie. Now I guess I am the one that let something just slip out."

I gazed at her. "No Roxanne if you really meant it I would love to be your boyfriend."

She grinned at me. "Really?"

"Yes."

Roxanne got up and walked over to me. As she sat down on my lap she laughed and said. "What a great weekend. On Thursday morning I was all alone. By Saturday afternoon I have both a slave and a boyfriend."

We kissed for a long time. When we stopped kissing we just hugged.

Finally Roxanne got off my lap. "We should study a little more." She returned to her chair.

As she sat down I continued staring at her.

She looked at me. "Is there something else Willie?" 

I nodded. "You said you were going to flirt with other guys at Sammy's." 

Roxanne shrugged. "Oh sweetie, you're so insecure. I was just teasing you." She stopped. I was still staring. Roxanne studied me for the longest time. She was obviously thinking. Finally she tilted her head and asked, "Willie does the idea of my flirting with other guys get you excited?"

I slowly nodded my head up and down. "Yes it does."

"Oh my." Roxanne was silent for a long time. Finally she smiled at me. "Willie I want to learn more about this." She paused. "I want to learn a lot more about this." 



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 03



Note: This story is the third episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous two episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

We left my apartment at about 6:00. At Roxanne's suggestion I brought an overnight bag. It contained my shaving kit, a clean shirt, a change of socks and some clean underwear. 

Next we stopped at Roxanne's so she could freshen up. 

It was after 7:30 when we finally arrived at Sammy's. The place was already crowded. Apparently Sammy's spaghetti really was neighborhood attraction. 

I followed Roxanne as she wove her way to the bar. There were two empty stools near one end. As we sat down we heard Sammy's booming voice. 

"Hey it's my favorite girl and her new boyfriend." 

A number of heads turned to see who Sammy was talking about. Several men stared at me. 

Sammy went to the tap and poured a pitcher of beer. He set the pitcher in front of us and grabbed two glasses. As he set the glasses down he said, "Roxie and Willie it's nice to see you again." He looked at Roxanne. "Honey I don't think I've ever seen you show up with the same guy two nights in a row. This must be serious." 

Roxanne hugged me and grinned. "Sammy, I think I have a sweetheart." 

Sammy smiled. "Congratulations baby, nobody deserves it more than you do." He paused and looked at me. "Willie you're going to make a lot of guys here unhappy. Roxie was a favorite playmate in this bar." 

Roxanne put her fingers to her lips. "Hush Sammy, Willie doesn't need to know about all of that." 

Sammy grabbed Roxanne's hand. "Sorry kid, I didn't mean to cause no trouble." He turned to me. "Hey Willie forget what I just said. I guess I've been drinking too much of my own suds." 

Sammy smiled at both of us; "Hey, how about some spaghetti?" 

Roxanne smiled back. "Now you're talking Sammy; bring us two big plates and some of your famous garlic bread." 

Roxanne poured a glass of beer for each of us. When she set the pitcher down I asked, "What was Sammy talking about?" 

Roxanne shook her head. "Oh nothing, that's just Sammy. He loves to talk. Just forget about it sweetheart, its nothing." She slid a glass of beer over to me and picked up her own glass; "Hey how about a toast." 

I smiled and picked up my glass. Roxanne raised hers and said, "To us." 

As we clinked our glasses I also said, "To us."

Sammy brought us our dinners. Roxanne was right, his spaghetti was excellent. When we finished our first pitcher of beer, Sammy brought us another one.

By 8:30 we were well into the second pitcher. Sammy had cleared our dishes away and we were both sitting at the bar feeling very relaxed.

Suddenly, Roxanne leaned over and whispered to me. "Willie, there are some very hot guys in here tonight. Were you serious when you said that it might turn you on to see me flirting with another man?"

The first pitcher of beer had pretty much eliminated any inhibitions that I might have had. I turned to Roxanne and said, "Mistress, it's your right to flirt with any man you might choose."

Roxanne looked at me for the longest time. Finally she said, "Willie, are you sure?"

"You're just talking about flirting right?"

Roxanne smiled. "That's right, just a little harmless flirting." She paused. "I might ignore you for awhile. Can you handle that?"

I nodded. "That's kind of the point. I am going to have to handle it."

Roxanne giggled. "I promise you that when we get back to my apartment I'll pay alot of attention to you."

"I can't wait."

Roxanne leaned over and whispered into my ear. "Now you're going to have to wait. For a little while it's going to be playtime for me. My poor little baby is just going to have to sit and watch and feel all left out."

She picked up her beer glass, emptied it and set it down again. "Well here goes."

She turned towards a tall, muscular man with short black hair. This incredibly handsome man was standing about twelve feet away talking to several other men.

Roxanne winked at me. "I have to go potty. I'll be right back."

She got up and walked towards her target. As she passed by, she "accidentally" bumped into him. As soon as she made contact Roxanne stopped, put one hand over her mouth in dismay and gripped his arm with her other hand. "Please excuse me, I'm so clumsy." 

He smiled at her. "No harm done." As he spoke his attention shifted to Roxanne's cleavage. She was leaning forward. He was looking right down the front of her blouse.

She patted his arm. "Thank you for understanding." She giggled a little and wrinkled her nose. "You're a real gentleman, but you're going to have to excuse me; I have to get to the ladies room before I wet my panties."

He laughed. "I certainly wouldn't want to be responsible for that."

Roxanne disappeared. A few minutes later I saw her coming back. Her return path brought her right by her handsome gentleman. As she passed him she gave him a big smile. 

He winked at her "Please to bump into me again; I really enjoyed it last time."

Roxanne giggled. "Oh my, well I certainly wouldn't want to slight a handsome man like you." She backed up and walked by him again. This time she bumped into his side. As she bumped into him she made a big show of rubbing her tits against his arm

He laughed. "You can do that to me anytime you like."

Roxanne smiled at him. "I don't know you well enough." She paused and then added, "yet."

He smiled. "Well let's try to rectify that situation." He extended his hand. "I'm Ted Jordan."

Roxanne took his hand. "Hi Ted, I'm Roxanne Mitchell."

Ted smiled, "A pretty name for a pretty girl."

Roxanne rubbed his wrist with her fingertips. "Aren't you sweet?" She giggled. "A little flattery will get you a long way."

Ted raised his eyebrows. "I am not going to let you go after that comment. Roxanne can I buy you a beer?"

Roxanne shook her head. "No I have pitcher over here, bring your glass. I'll fill it up."

"That's an offer I'll never refuse."

Roxanne took Ted's hand and led him over to our spot. "Ted this is my friend William. William this is Ted."

Ted looked at me and turned to Roxanne. "I am sorry, I didn't realize that you were with someone. I think I'll just excuse myself."

Roxanne squeezed his hand. "Ted you don't have to worry about him. Willie won't care if we spend a little time getting to know each other." She turned to me. "Will you Willie?"

I looked at the floor. This was incredibly humiliating. It was also intensely exciting. I mumbled, "Whatever pleases you dear."

Both Roxanne and Ted looked at me. Finally Roxanne gave me a wicked smile and said, "Willie where are your manners. Ted has an empty glass, fill it for him."

I looked at Ted, slowly extended my hand and whispered, "May I fill you glass for you sir."

Ted stared at me for the longest time, finally he smiled, handed me his glass and said, "Sure Willie that would be real nice." 

I filled Ted's glass and handed it back to him. He smiled at me and said, "Thanks pal." 

Roxanne patted the stool on the opposite side of her from me and said, "Sit down Ted, you and I need to get to know each other." 

Ted sat down. Roxanne turned so that she was facing Ted and her back was towards me. "Tell me all about yourself." 

For the next half hour they chatted and giggled. When their beer glasses were empty Roxanne turned, grabbed the pitcher and poured more beer for the two of them. She ignored my glass. 

When the pitcher was empty she turned to face me. This was the first time in the past 45 minutes that she had acknowledged my presence. "Willie be a dear and refill this for us." She turned and continued talking with Ted. She was deliberately ignoring me. 

I was pretty sure that this was a test to see how much passive abuse I would accept. 

I got them more beer. I refilled my glass and placed the pitcher in front of Ted. Roxanne smiled at me. They went back to talking. They were now whispering to each other like lovers. 

After another 10 minutes they stood up. Roxanne turned to me. "Willie, Ted and I are going to the back room to play a little pool. I'll be back in a little bit." 

"Could I join you?' 

She patted my face like a mother would pat a five year olds face. "No sweetie I think it would be better if you stayed here." 

As she said this Ted was staring at me. There was a sneer on face. Roxanne turned to him. "Come on big man lets go shoot some pool." Ted put his arm around my new girlfriend and led her to the back room. As they passed through the doorway Ted's hand slipped to Roxanne's ass. Roxanne didn't remove it. 

I sat at the bar. I was in a state of complete confusion. My new girlfriend had just walked into the backroom with a handsome man who she'd been flirting with for the past hour. 

I knew how I was supposed to react. I was supposed to be irate, but I wasn't. 

I was humiliated and shamed. Most of the regulars in the bar had been watching our little show all evening. They were all well aware that I was here with Roxanne. They also all saw how easily Ted moved in and took my place. I shook my head as I thought about this. For some strange reason these feelings of humiliation and shame were extremely erotic to me. 

I knew I was envious of Ted. I would have loved to be in his place. I could only imagine what he and my girlfriend were doing in the backroom. 

Most of all I was aroused. I cannot begin to explain why the idea of seeing my girlfriend in the arms of another man was exciting to me, but it was. 

I was dying to see what was happening in the back room. Roxanne had told me to wait at the bar. I didn't want to be disobedient, but I really did want to see what she and Ted were doing. 

I saw the door to the men's room. I had an idea. I had to pee. I would have to pass by the entrance to the backroom on my way to the lavatory. Roxanne couldn't possibly fault me for peeking into the backroom as I walked to the rest room. 

I got up. I was so excited I was shaking. As I approached the entrance to the backroom I slowed down. 

I peeked in. Roxanne and Ted were the only two people in the backroom. Ted had his arms around Roxanne. His back was turned toward me. Roxanne was facing me. Her eyes were closed. Ted was kissing her neck. His right hand appeared to be massaging her ass.  

Roxanne opened her eyes. Maybe she sensed my presence, I'm not really sure. In any case, she looked up and saw me standing in the doorway. 

She stared at me. I think that she was trying to gauge my reaction to what I was witnessing. 

At first there was an expression of concern on her face. She studied me for a moment, when she realized I wasn't going to create a scene she relaxed. When I continued to do nothing but passively watch, she smiled and became even more audacious. 

Roxanne took Ted's hand from her ass and placed it on her left breast. At the same time she leaned back, pulled Ted's face to her face and kissed him on the lips. 

I would have liked to continue watching, but I started to get nervous that Roxanne would become angry with me. 

I took one last look before I continued my trip to the restroom. When I left, Ted had his hand under Roxanne's blouse. He was fondling her breast while they continued their passionate embrace. 

On my return from the men's room, I again passed the entrance to the back room. Ted and Roxanne were gone. I looked at the bar. They'd returned to their stools. I noticed that someone else now occupied my stool. I no longer had a place to sit. 

I returned to the bar. It was a very awkward situation. Ted was snickering. He seemed to be enjoying my obvious discomfort. Roxanne was sitting very close to him. Her arm was around his neck. 

As I approached them Roxanne stood. "Willie you can have my stool." 

I looked at Roxanne. I was puzzled. 

She smiled. "Ted wants to go outside for a smoke. I am going to go out with him." She looked up at the television. It was tuned to a baseball game. "I want you to be a good little boy and stay here and watch the game. I won't be gone very long." 

Before I had a chance to say anything Roxanne turned to Ted and said, "Come on big man lets go outside. You can show me your new car." 

There was a smug look on Ted's face as he took Roxanne's hand and led her out the front door of the bar. 

Sammy walked over to me. "Willie buddy, I think Roxanne might be more woman than you can handle." 

I looked at him. "What do you mean Sammy?" 

He laughed. "Willie, just how naive are you? Your girlfriend is not going outside to look at that guy's new car." He chuckled. "If I know Roxie, and believe me I do know her; that guy is getting one hell of a good blowjob right now." Sammy shook his head. "Buddy your girlfriend is the BJ queen of this bar." 

"I don't understand." 

Sammy threw his arms up. "Why are the smart ones always so fuckin stupid." He stared at me. "Willie your girlfriend is easy; she puts out." 

Suddenly Sammy stopped. He studied me for a long time. Finally he said, "Maybe I'm the one who's fuckin stupid. Willie, are you one of those guys who doesn't care if his woman messes around a little?" 

I grinned at him. The beer was making me uncharacteristically bold. "Sammy I think that might be true."

Sammy shook his head. "Willie I don't understand you, but it sure aint none of my business." He laughed. "I guess it takes all kinds." Finally he looked at me and smiled, "Buddy if that's true, you've sure found the right girl." 

Sammy grabbed my empty beer glass and refilled it. "This one's on the house. Willie if it really is true that you don't care if Roxie fools around, we're going to become very good friends. Buddy you're going to be spending a lot of time sitting at this bar while she's outside with other guys lookin at their new cars." 

Willie moved down the bar to wait on some other customers. I sipped my beer and tried to watch the baseball game, but I couldn't keep my attention focused. All I could think about was Roxanne and Ted in the parking lot. I couldn't help wondering if Sammy was right? Was she really out there giving him a blow job?" 

I did not understand why. This was all very confusing to me, but I knew that deep down inside I hoped Sammy was right. 

About twenty minutes later Roxanne came back into the bar. She was alone. She walked up to me, gave me a kiss on the lips and said "Let's go home sweetheart."

As I stood up I asked. "Where is Ted?' 

"He had to get home. He's married. His wife will start wondering where he is if he stays out any later." 

I turned and found Sammy. "Good night Sammy." 

He waved. "Hey Roxie and Willie, thanks for comin in. Don't be strangers." 

I smiled. "Don't worry, we won't." 

During the trip to Roxanne's apartment both of us were uncharacteristically silent. When we arrived, I parallel parked my car on the street in front of her building. As soon as I shut the engine off, Roxanne turned to me and asked; "Do you still want to come up?" 

I looked at Roxanne. I was puzzled by her manner. She seemed almost angry. I started to get worried that she was mad. I wasn't sure what to say. I sort of stammered out the words, "Yes please." 

Roxanne sighed with relief, picked up my hand and squeezed it. "Thank you very much."

I'm not the most intuitive guy in the world, but it was obvious that something was bothering Roxanne. 

When we got inside the apartment Roxanne said, "Willie come sit with me." She sat down on the couch and patted the spot next to her. 

I sat down. For a moment we both stared at the floor. Neither of us said anything. It was an uncomfortable silence. 

Finally Roxanne looked at me. "Willie I am so sorry. Things kind of got out of hand tonight. Please believe me, I only meant to flirt with Ted." She shook her head. "Maybe it was the beer. I don't know." She closed her eyes. "He's a very handsome man, Willie I just got carried away." 

I silently stared at her. I wasn't angry. I simply didn't know what to say." 

Roxanne's voice got very quiet. "When Ted and I were in the backroom I was pretty turned on. I saw you watching us while Ted was kissing me. When you just stood there and didn't do anything, I got even more turned on. I guess I took it as a sign that it was okay with you." 

I looked at the floor. I was terrible at serious conversations with girls. I knew that I was supposed to say something, but I was tongue tied. 

Roxanne looked at me. I think that she was trying to gauge my reaction to what she was saying. After a moment she continued. "Willie I think I am falling in love with you. I can't begin to explain why I treated you the way I did in the bar." She paused. "Part of it was our game, but that wasn't all of it. Baby I got off on flirting with Ted in front of you. It got me really hot." 

My heart fluttered when I heard her say the words, I think I am falling in love with you.

I turned and looked at her.

"Willie I guess I'm just a slut. I love sex. I love sex with lots of different men. I always have." She sighed. "Remember how I told you that I've been married and divorced twice?" 

I nodded and said, "Yes." 

"Well both of my husbands caught me cheating on them. My second husband caught me with another guy while we were on our honeymoon. We were in the Bahamas. We had to come home on separate airplanes." 

Roxanne picked up my hand and held it. "Willie I want to make it work with you so badly. You're the sweetest, kindest man I've ever been with." She smiled. "I was hoping that maybe I could try to be good." She sighed. "I was just fooling myself." 

Roxanne took a deep breath. "I gave Ted a blowjob in the parking lot tonight." She shook her head. "Willie I am so sorry. I just got carried away." 

Roxanne stared at me. Finally she said, "If you want to get up and walk out right now I'll understand." 

I stared back at Roxanne. She buried her face in her hands. She was crying. I still didn't know what to say, but I knew I had to say something. 

I mustered all of my courage and said, "I don't want to walk out." 

Roxanne stopped crying and looked up at me. 

"I'm falling in love with you to." 

Roxanne tilted her head. She was listening. 

I swallowed hard. "Roxanne, it was okay with me when you were flirting with Ted. You were right; it did get me really turned on."

I'd started now. There was no turning back. "While the two of you were out in the parking lot I was having fantasies about what you were doing. I was trying to imagine you sucking Ted's cock." 

Roxanne looked at me for the longest time. Finally she said, "Really?" 

I nodded, "Really." I laughed. "Roxanne my tiny little dick was rock hard the whole time you were outside with Ted." 

Roxanne suddenly turned and hit me on my arm. "You shit! Why didn't you tell me that earlier?" 

"Ow that hurt!" 

"It was supposed to." 

We both started to laugh. It was a hearty laugh. More than anything, I think we were releasing tension. 

When we settled down I looked at Roxanne. "It was really hard for me to tell you that". 

She nodded. "I understand Willie." She paused. "I think that we have a lot of talking to do." 

I smiled. "I agree." 

Roxanne put her arm around me. We sat on the couch and cuddled. It was nice. As we sat there I had a nasty little thought. It got me really excited. 

I turned to Roxanne. "I think I just thought of something to say that might help a whole lot." 

Roxanne looked at me and said, "Go ahead." 

I smiled at her, slipped off of the couch and kneeled down at her feet.

When I was on my knees I looked up at Roxanne and said "Mistress, it is your right and privilege to seek pleasure with any man you choose. As your humble slave it is my duty to remain faithful to you and serve you to the best of my abilities." 




Roxanne and Willie Ch. 03



I picked up Roxanne's right foot and removed her shoe. As I started to kiss each of her toes Roxanne sighed and said, "Willie, I think that this is going to turn into a very fun night."



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 04



Note: This story is the fourth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous three episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

As she watched me kiss her toes Roxanne said, "It gets you excited when I humiliate you doesn't it Willie?"

I looked up at her and smiled. "Yes Mistress it does." 

She got an evil grin on her face. "Willie," she stopped in mid sentence and thought for a moment. "Willie is such a dull name for you. I'm sure that I can come up with something better. Let me see." Roxanne seemed to consider this problem for a moment. Finally she smiled and started listing names, "How about Itty bitty or Peewee? Pint-sized would be nice and so would Teenie Weenie." She giggled. "So many names to choose from; how can a girl possibly decide?" She put a finger to her cheek. She was pretending to think. "I know, I'll use them all. Let's see, tonight I think I'll start with Peewee." 

She winked at me, "Hey Peewee." I looked up at her. Roxanne laughed. "My my what a smart little pet you are. You already know your name." 

Roxanne closed her eyes. "Peewee, Ted is such a sexy man." She looked down at me. "You saw him; he really is handsome isn't he." 

I looked up at Roxanne. "Yes Mistress, he's very handsome." 

"Did you see his arms Peewee? Ted has some serious muscles." 

Roxanne sighed. "Peewee I'm getting hot just thinking about him. Undress me; I want to be naked." 

I stood up and carefully removed Roxanne's clothing. When I started to remove her panties she stopped me. "Peewee, leave those on for the time being." She paused. "Now take off your own clothes. A good slave should never be wearing more clothing than his Mistress." 

When I finished undressing Roxanne she looked at me and said, "Where were we Peewee? Oh yes, you were on your knees kissing my feet and I was fantasizing about my stud lover." She snapped her fingers and pointed at the floor. "Well what are you waiting for, let's continue." 

As I got on my knees and picked up her left foot Roxanne said, "I think I was telling you about Ted's muscles." 

She looked down at me. "Ted must spend a lot of time in the gym. His body is really well developed. She laughed. "He's not a skinny little runt like you." 

Roxanne started to smile. "Peewee, do you remember when you saw us in the backroom at Sammy's?" 

"Yes Mistress." 

"I was rubbing Ted's chest while he was kissing my neck." Roxanne giggled. "His pecs are really well developed." She closed her eyes. "Peewee my pussy got wet when I was rubbing his chest." She paused. "That was when I decided that I had to feel his cock. After you left"; she stopped and looked down at me. "I assume you were on your way to the powder room." 

"Yes Mistress. I was going to the bathroom." 

"Well anyway, after you left, I reached down and rubbed Ted's cock. Of course he had an erection. Peewee I've felt a lot of cocks in my life, but Ted's was something special." She laughed. "Ted's cock was fucking huge." Roxanne shook her head. "Well after I felt that great big cock, there was no way that I wasn't going to give Ted a blow job." 

Roxanne closed her eyes, pulled her panties aside and started to massage her pussy. I looked up. She was already wet. 

As she rubbed her cunt Roxanne sighed and said, "Peewee, there is nothing in this world that is a much fun as sucking a great big hard cock."

Roxanne was aroused now. She closed her eyes as she continued massaging her cunt. 

"Peewee, as soon as we got outside the bar Ted grabbed me and pulled me around the side of the building. He found a dark corner and pushed me up against the wall. He wasn't gentle." 

Roxanne looked down at me as I was licking her toes. "Ted's not a wimp like you, he's a real man. When he wants something he takes it." She sighed. "He kissed me hard on the lips and pulled my blouse up. I wasn't wearing a bra. He started to play with my breasts. He told me that he'd been waiting all night to get his hands on my tits. It was so hot." 

Roxanne was rubbing herself harder now. "Right there next to the building I dropped to my knees and unzipped his pants. Peewee his cock was magnificent. It must have been at least nine or ten inches long. It curved up like a giant menacing snake arrogantly challenging me to try to tame it." 

Roxanne took a deep breath. "Peewee, I had to have it. I had to feel it in my mouth. I started sucking it." Roxanne shook her head. "Peewee, at that moment I belonged to Ted." She laughed. "No, that's not true; at that moment I belonged to Ted's cock." 

Roxanne closed her eyes again. She was silent for a few seconds. She was concentrating as she masturbated. I could tell that she was starting to lose her composure. 

Roxanne's massive breasts were heaving as she continued. "Peewee I sucked Ted's cock. I gave him my best blow job. I stroked his rigid shaft with my hands and sucked and licked his magnificent cockhead until I felt him shooting his cum into the back of my throat." 

Roxanne was rubbing her clit with a fury. The tension had been building in her body for the past several minutes. Suddenly she screamed as the storm of pleasure erupted inside her. 

I laid Roxanne's foot down and watched as her orgasm rolled through her. Finally the storm began to subside and Roxanne slowly collapsed into the couch with a contented smile on her face.

I continued to kneel at Roxanne's feet while she recovered from her orgasm. I was content to just gaze at her naked body. She was so beautiful. 

Frankly I was also terrified to disturb her. Roxanne had me under her thumb. 

I really don't know how much time passed. It was probably only a few minutes. Roxanne finally opened her eyes and smiled at me. "Peewee, that was so hot." 

I smiled back at her. "Yes Mistress Roxanne it was." 

Roxanne raised her eyebrows. "Mistress Roxanne?" She paused. "My my, it would appear that my little Peewee would like to keep our game going a little longer." 

I smiled. 

Roxanne thought for a moment then leaned forward and grabbed my face. "Peewee you said that you would grant me total power over you when we played this game." 

I looked into Roxanne's eyes and nodded. "yes Mistress." 

"Prove it." 

"How Mistress?" 

"Lick my ass." 

A jolt of electricity shot through my nerves. This was one of my fondest fantasies. I'd spent many nights masturbating to internet pictures of submissive men licking the asses of dominant women. 

Roxanne rolled over onto her stomach. 

In my mind this was no longer sexual play. This was now a ceremony. I was about to make the ultimate demonstration of my submission to the will of my goddess. 

I looked at the soft cheeks of Roxanne's ass. As I spread those gorgeous mounds, Roxanne picked up on my excitement. She turned around, sat up and looked at me. 

After a moment she said, "Peewee, I think that you are going to have to earn this privilege." She was silent for several seconds. Finally she smiled. It was a wicked smile. "Peewee if I allow you to lick my ass, what will you do for me?" 

I was on my knees at the feet of my dominant mistress. We were acting out my ultimate sexual fantasy. I was incredibly excited. My penis was directing my brain. At that moment I would have said and done anything to be given the privilege of licking Roxanne's ass. 

I smiled at Roxanne. "Mistress I will make you my goddess. I will worship you. I will totally submit to your will. I will sacrifice everything to see that you are happy." 

Roxanne giggled. "That's a lot." She stared at me. "Peewee, earlier this evening you told me that it would be all right with you if I partied with other men. Will you swear to me that you will willingly give me that right?" 

I nodded. "Yes Mistress." 

This was easy. Over the past several hours I had already accepted the fact that I was going to become Roxanne's cuckold. 

As I knelt in front of her, I realized that this was the moment of truth. This was the moment to tell this to Roxanne. I swallowed hard and said, "Mistress I am very willing to become your cuckold." 

Roxanne looked at me. There was a puzzled look on her face. "Peewee, I'm not familiar with that word, please explain it." 

"Mistress, a cuckold is a man whose wife openly sleeps with other men while he remains faithful to her." 

Roxanne smiled. "Peewee, are you saying that as part of your submission to me you will give me the freedom to party with other men? You are telling me that you will become my cuckold?" 

"Yes Mistress." 

"And you will remain faithful to me?" 

Yes, Mistress at all times." 

"While I openly cheat on you?" 

"Yes Mistress." 

Roxanne sighed. "Peewee, if this is true, you've just made me a very happy woman." 

"Mistress, making you a happy woman is my ultimate desire." 

Roxanne rolled over onto her stomach. "Peewee you have my permission to kiss my ass." 

"Thank you Mistress."

I reverently spread the soft round cheeks of Roxanne's gorgeous ass. For several seconds I just gazed at her puckered little anus. The anticipation of what was to come was maddening. I was very excited. My nerves felt like they were supercharged with electricity. 

I slowly lowered my lips to Roxanne's ass. I was trying to savor this moment. She sighed as she felt me make contact. At first I just kissed her. My kisses were soft and reverent. My passion was running wild. It took every bit of self control that I had to keep from ejaculating. 

Roxanne moaned. "Oh yes, make love to me Peewee. Kiss me. Kiss my ass." 

I was moving very slowly now. I closed my eyes and gently pushed the tip of my tongue into Roxanne's dark tunnel. I tasted her asshole for the very first time. 

Roxanne gasped, That's right, use your tongue. Be my slave. French kiss my asshole." Roxanne's voice was getting rough and raspy. She was aroused. 

I wrapped my arms arouund Roxanne's thighs and pushed my tongue as deep into my goddess as I could. I was making oral love to her ass. 

Roxanne let me continue for several minutes. Finally she pushed me away and turned over. She grabbed her breasts and started pulling on her nipples. "How would my little asskissing slave feel about licking my pussy?" 

I nodded. "He would love it." 

Roxanne sighed. "Peewee, life certainly has gotten more interesting since I met you." She reached down and pulled my face to her crotch and giggled. "Pleasure me slave." 

I continued to move slowly. I placed my lips against the lips of Roxannes pussy. She was already very wet. I started kissing her sex. I became more passionate with each kiss. Soon my lips were tightly pressed against Roxanne's cunt. She wrapped her legs around my head and forced me to rub my face into her cunt. 

She started to smother me. Suddenly I realized that I couldn't breathe. Roxanne didn't notice. At this point her only concern was the satisfaction of her own lust. 

I began to panic. I patted Roxanne's thigh. After a few moments she realized what was happening and released me from her hold. I took a second as I gasped for air. 

When I finally caught my breath my own lust took over again. I found Roxanne's clitoris. I put my lips on it and started to suck. As I sucked her I imagined that I was giving her a blow job much like the one she gave Ted outside the bar. 

I felt Roxanne's hands grab my head. She started rubbing her cunt against my face. I continued sucking on her clit. I could feel the tension building in her body. I sucked harder on her clit. Roxanne started to shake. Suddenly she screamed. As she screamed she pushed my head away from her cunt and fell back against the couch. 

Her orgasm was so violent that for a moment it looked like she was going into convulsions. Finally the torrent of pleasure started to subside. Roxanne's muscles slowly relaxed and she collapsed onto the couch. 

I studied Roxanne for a moment. Her eyes were closed, her breathing had slowed down. There was a serene expression on her face. She was relaxed, she might have even been sleeping. I wasn't sure. 

I sat down on the floor next to her, put my arms around her right leg and hugged Roxanne. I was content. I was at the feet of my goddess. I closed my eyes and thought about all of the wonderful things that had transpired this evening. I smiled to myself. I was living in my sexual paradise. 

I felt a hand stroke the top of my head. I looked up. Roxanne's eyes were open. She was leaning forward and smiling at me. She patted the couch next to her. "Willie, come sit by me." 

I got up and sat next to Roxanne. She kissed me. "That was a wonderful game." She gazed at me for a moment. "Willie you're a magnificent lover." 

My heart soared with pride. 

Roxanne kissed me again. "Tomorrow we have to talk about some of the things we said to each other tonight. I want to be sure that it wasn't just our lust talking." She took a deep breath and smiled. "But that's for tomorrow. Right now I want my new boyfriend to sample one of my special blow jobs." Roxanne kissed my forehead. "Lie back baby and try to last as long as you can." 

As I lay on the couch the words "new boyfriend" reverberated through my brain. I was the happiest man in the world. 

Suddenly I felt Roxanne's fingers on my penis. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I tried to think about other things. I concentrated on remembering the figures from my most recent research project. 

I felt her lean over. Suddenly my penis was in her mouth. I opened my eyes and looked down. Roxanne was sucking my tiny cock. 

It felt wonderful. I tried to keep from cumming but I didn't really have a chance. I felt the pleasure quickly building in my loins. Suddenly my cock was spurting its little driblet of semen. 

Roxanne kept me in her mouth and continued to suck me while I ejaculated. When I was done she sat up, pulled me to her and gave me a very passionate kiss. As she kissed me she pushed my small deposit of semen from her mouth to mine. 

I started to gag. It was the first time that I'd ever tasted semen. The consistency and flavor definitely make it an acquired taste. 

She giggled as she broke off her kiss. "Swallow it for me baby, swallow all of it. Peewee, as my little cuckold, you are going to have to get used to the taste of cum." She giggled some more. "At first it will be just yours, but eventually it's also going to be my lovers."

Roxanne and I slept together that night. 

In the morning I made breakfast for her and served it to her in bed. After she finished her breakfast I gave her a bath. Roxanne loved being pampered and I loved pampering her. 

We studied together for several hours on Sunday. In the late afternoon Roxanne stood up and walked into the bedroom. She started to undress. As she took her clothes off she said, "It's time for me to put on my waitress uniform and go to work." 

"Roxanne, could I drive you to work tonight?' 

Roxanne stared at me. "Willie would you really do that?" 

I shook my head. "Roxanne, aren't we a pair. We're both so insecure." I smiled at her. "Of course I would. I want to take you to work. I want to do it because I like you. I want to be with you. If I take you to work I get to pick you up after work. Roxanne I want to be involved in your life." 

Roxanne got up, walked over to me and kissed me. As she kissed me she said, "Willie I think I might be the luckiest girl in the world. I would love it if you took me to work. If you like we can stop at Sammy's for a beer on the way home." She stopped. "What do you have to do tomorrow? 

"You know that I'm a graduate assistant at the University. I have to teach an Intro to Economics class at 10:00. I also have to work on my dissertation. I have another Intro to Economics class at 4:15." 

Roxanne sat down at her makeup table. As she applied her eye shadow she said, "So you don't have to get up early in the morning, is that right?" 

"No I don't. I also plan to go to the library and do some research after I take you to work. I can get a lot done this afternoon. I plan to stay at the library until Its time to pick you up. That will make tomorrow much easier for me." 

Roxanne smiled. "Why don't you stop at home and get some more clothes so you can spend the night again. Willie I really like sleeping with you." She giggled. "We could play more games." 

She stood up and walked over to me. She reached under my shirt and twisted my nipple. As she twisted it she whispered in my ear, "I'll let you lick my asshole again tonight 

I winced from the pain she inflicted on my nipple. "That hurt!" 

Roxanne licked my ear. "It was supposed to." She reached down to my crotch. I had an erection. Roxanne giggled. "You liked it when I hurt you didn't you?" 

I smiled. "Yes Mistress, I did." 

"Peewee, would you like to lick my asshole again tonight?" 

"Yes Mistress, I really would." 

Roxanne smiled. "Then you'd better stop at home and get some more clothes. We can have a lot of fun before we go to sleep." 

She grabbed her purse. "Come on Willie, it's time to go." 

Roxanne was quiet as we were driving to the Calvert Hotel. She was obviously thinking. Finally she said, "Willie are you sure that it won't bother you if I sleep with other men?" She paused and looked at me. "I don't want to lose you." 

I thought for a moment. "Yes it will bother me. I'll be both jealous and envious of the men you date." I stopped for a second to collect my thoughts. "But that's kind of the point. It's like when you twisted my nipple earlier. It hurt, but the pain got me excited." I shrugged. "I don't understand it Roxanne, but the idea of you being with other men gets me really excited. I guess its all hooked up with my masochism." 

Roxanne looked into my eyes. "Willie, I would love to play with other men but I won't do it if you don't want me to." 

"Roxanne, I want you to. I am getting excited right now just thinking about it." 

Roxanne took a deep breath. "Willie one night this week I'm going to test this. I'll probably go out on a date after work. How much will you want to know about it?" 

I laughed, "Everything." 

Roxanne looked at me. There was a wicked smile on her face. "Will you pick me up after my date and drive me home?" 

I grinned at Roxanne. "I would love to." 

We pulled up in front of the Calvert Hotel. 

When I put the car into park Roxanne leaned over and kissed me. "I'll see you at ten."

"I'll be right here waiting for you."

Roxanne got out of the car and disappeared into the hotel. 



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 05



Note: This story is the fifth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous four episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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I pulled up in front of the Calvert Hotel at 10:00 pm sharp. 

I sat in front and waited. At 10:05 the doorman opened the front door. Roxanne stepped out. She stopped on the front steps and looked around. When she saw my car she smiled. 

She ran down the front steps of the hotel. As she opened the front door and got in she said, "You really came." 

I looked at her. "Of course I did. I told you I'd be here. Nothing would ever stop me from coming to get you." 

Roxanne stared at me for a moment then she leaned over and kissed me. "Willie you're a wonderful man." 

As I pulled away from the curb I glanced over a Roxanne. She was still staring at me. "Roxanne, is everything okay?" 

She nodded. "Yes Willie, in fact everything is great." She paused. "Willie would you mind if we skipped Sammy's tonight? Maybe we could just stop and buy some beer on the way to my apartment." 

I smiled at Roxanne. "I would think that would be very nice. I love being alone with you." 

Roxanne just looked at me and sighed. 

The liquor stores were closed so I stopped at an all night grocery and bought a twelve pack of Budwieser. I also picked up some tortilla chips, some queso, some guacamole and some salsa. I thought that a snack might be nice. 

When we got to Roxanne's apartment she said, "I could use a shower." 

I winked at her. "I would love to give you a bath." 

Roxanne giggled. "Willie, I love it when you bathe me. You make me feel like a queen." She paused. "But not tonight, okay sweetheart." 

I looked at Roxanne. There was something on her mind. I was also disappointed. I guess my face must have reflected that feeling. 

Roxanne took my hand. "Come on loverboy, get your clothes off. Tonight we shower together." 

We were both naked in seconds. 

Roxanne ran into the bathroom and turned on the shower. "Come on sweetheart, I can't wait to wash that little dick of yours."

When we finished our showers, we took turns drying each other off. When we were dry we both put on big fleecy sweatshirts and gym shorts. It was late at night. We wanted to be comfortable. 

As soon as we were dressed I turned to Roxanne; "How about a beer and some tortilla chips." 

She smiled. "That would be wonderful, let me help you." 

I looked at Roxanne. We were obviously not playing our domination game tonight. 

Roxanne poured us each a beer while I set the chips and dips on a tray. We carried everything into the living room and set it all on the coffee table. When everything was set, we sat down on the couch. I put my arm around Roxanne and she snuggled up next to me. 

Roxanne laid her head against my chest and said, "Willie you were on my mind the entire time I was at work this evening. Honey, I can't think about anything but you. You're the sweetest man I've ever been with." 

I kissed her forehead. "I thought about you all day to." 

She looked at me, "Really?" 

"Yes, really." 

"Willie you make me feel good. You're funny, you make me laugh. You treat me like a lady." She stopped. "I'm not talking about when we play our domination game. You treat me like a lady all the time; Willie that really means a lot to me." 

I kissed her again. "You are a lady." 

"See that's what I mean. You say nice things to me. You treat me like I'm smart. You teach me things." She stopped again. "I don't mean when you're tutoring me." She smiled, "Although you're really making algebra easy for me to understand." She tilted her head. "Willie you talk to me about the news and classical music. You listen to my opinions. You make me feel important." 

"Roxanne you are important to me." 

"I know. I can tell. That's the problem." 

"Why is it a problem?" 

"Because I'm starting to fall in love with you Willie." 

We stared at each other for a moment. Finally I shook my head and said "Roxanne, that's not a problem." I swallowed hard. "Roxanne I'm falling in love with you to." 

Roxanne didn't say anything. She just laid her head against my chest and hugged me. After a moment she said, "Willie I'm afraid." 

"Why?" 

"Willie, men have never been very nice to me." She laughed. "Well they have when they wanted to get into my panties, but that's usually the only time." 

Roxanne sat up. She took a sip of beer and set her glass down again. "Willie I never knew my father. My mom got pregnant with me when she was seventeen. I don't think my dad was even around when I was born." 

Roxanne obviously wanted to tell me her story. I sat back and listened. 

"My grandparents wanted my mom to get an abortion. When she decided to have me, they threw her out of the house. My mom had to quit high school and get a job." 

Roxanne took a deep breath. This was obviously a painful story. 

"My mom tried really hard, but raising a child is a tough job for two parents. For one young woman who also has to support herself, it's an almost insurmountable task." 

I smiled at Roxanne. "It must have been tough growing up." 

"It was. By the time I started school my mom was working at two jobs. I spent most nights at home alone. My suppers were generally cereal and milk. Cartoons on television were my only company." 

I held Roxanne's hand. 

She looked at me and smiled. "You can imagine that school was difficult for me. My clothes weren't very nice and the school work was really hard." She shook her head. "Willie there was never anyone at home to help me with my homework. There was never anyone at home to tell me to do my homework." 

Roxanne sighed. "The pressures of life got to my mother. She started drinking a lot. I imagine she was really lonely." Roxanne squeezed my hand. "Willie so was I."

I kept holding her hand as she continued. 

"When I was twelve, my body started to blossom." Roxanne laughed. "By the time I was in the seventh grade I had big tits." She looked at me. "Willie, that's a dangerous thing for a young girl who's starved for attention." She stared at the floor. "By the time I was sixteen I was the school whore." She shook her head. "All the guys wanted to take me out, but none of them wanted me as a person. They just wanted my body." 

Roxanne's voice got really quiet. "Willie the guy that took me to the prom got me drunk and brought me to a hotel room. My date and five of his buddies took turns fucking me all night. We never went to the dance." She looked at me. "How's that for an eighteen year old girl's Senior Prom memory." 

Roxanne stopped and held up her hand. "Don't get me wrong. I learned to love sex during that time." She shook her head. "Willie it was the one thing I could do well. I was a bust in the classroom, but I was great in the back seat of a car. I had something that I could excel at and I did excel at it." She smiled at me. "I had a date every night of the week. I wasn't lonely anymore. I learned to love sex. I learned to love to fuck. I learned to love giving blow jobs." Roxanne giggled. "I still absolutely love all of that. I don't think I'll ever get tired of sex." 

Roxanne took another sip of her beer. "After I graduated from high school I kept right on fucking and sucking. I was the secretary that was banging the boss. I was the cashier giving blow jobs in the stock room." She laughed. "All the guys loved playing with my tits, but none of them wanted to have a conversation with me." 

She sighed. "I told you the other night that I've been married twice. One of the marriages only lasted three days, but we bought a license and had a ceremony so I think it counts. I cheated on both of those guys. Willie my second husband caught me cheating on him on our honeymoon." Roxanne shook her head. "The truth is that neither of those guys cared one bit about me. They both loved my big tits. They both thought I was sexy. They liked being seen with me. They both looked at me like I was a fancy sports car and nothing else." 

Roxanne looked at the floor for a moment. "I turned thirty last year. I decided that I wanted to try to have a real relationship with a guy. That was when I decided to try to go back to school. I kind of figured that if I had a college degree, guys might think I was more than a bimbo."

Roxanne looked at me and smiled. "My plan worked."

"What do you mean?"

She giggled. "I met you didn't I?"

I laughed. "Roxanne, I don't think that I was much of a catch."

Roxanne looked at me. "Willie you were an amazing catch." She smiled. "Willie you are an amazing man."

"No Roxanne, I was that little squirt science nerd you ignored when you were in high school." I shook my head. "I was so shy that I couldn't even raise my hand to answer a question in class." 

I laughed. "Do you know what I did during my senior prom?" 

"No what?" 

"I sat in my bedroom and watched television. I couldn't get a date. Three girls turned me down. The last one laughed at me when I asked her." I paused. "How's that for an eighteen year old boy's Senior Prom memory." 

Roxanne hugged me. "Life sure can be mean can't it?" 

I looked at Roxanne. "I didn't go out on an actual date until I was a sophomore in college." I smiled. "I was a real Don Juan that year. I went out with three different girls. The last girl I went out with was actually going to let me fuck her." I stared at the floor. "Guess what happened." 

Roxanne took my hand. "You came as soon as she touched your cock didn't you?" 

I hung my head. "Yes." I looked up at Roxanne. "She got dressed and called me a pathetic little worm as she walked out of my dorm room." I buried my hands in my face. "She went back to her dorm and told the story to every girl that was there. Sweetheart I was the laughing stock of the school. I was humiliated." I looked up at Roxanne. "That was the last time I went out with a girl." 

I smiled. "That is, until I met you." 

Roxanne put her arms around me. "Willie I love you." 

I looked up at Roxanne. "Now I'm afraid. What does a gorgeous woman like you want with a tiny dicked wimp like me?" 

"Willie you're not a tiny dicked wimp, you're a brilliant man who knows how to make me feel like an important woman. Willie you are a wonderful man. I love your tiny dick. Willie you have a beautiful tiny dick." Roxanne smiled. "Willie I love everything about you." 

Roxanne gently put her hands each side of my head and held me so that we were looking into each others eyes. "Willie, listen to me very carefully. I love dominating you and I really do hope that you will let me cuckold you." She smiled. "That would make my life nearly perfect." 

Roxanne's voice became more serious again. "But Willie, that's not why I am falling in love with you." 

She sighed. "Willie I love you as a person." She took a deep breath. "I don't know if this is going to work out. We're just getting to know each other, but I want it to work Willie. I really do." 

I looked at Roxanne. "I want it to work to. I love being with you Roxanne." I shook my head. "I'm still kind of amazed that you'll have anything to do with me, but I sure am enjoying it." 

We both started to laugh. After a moment Roxanne put her arms around me and kissed me. It was a long drawn out passionate kiss. It was a kiss fueled by new love. 

Roxanne finally broke off the kiss, but still held me in her arms. "Willie I want you to fuck me tonight." 

I immediately panicked. Roxanne saw the fear in my eyes. 

She softly stroked my hair and said, "It's okay, I won't be upset if you fail. It will be fine. I'll still love you." 

She paused to think for a minute. "Willie I want you to try. It's very important to me. I love you. If I'm going to start sleeping with other men I want you to be confident that anytime you ask, you can have me the same way they do. I think that will make it easier for me to dominate you and play games with you." 

I nodded. "I understand Roxanne, but I don't know if I can......" 

Roxanne put her finger to my lips. "Willie I have a plan." She smiled. "Most guys cum quickly the first time." She laughed. "That's why I like to give a guy a blow job when we're getting started." 

Roxanne kissed my cheek. "I hope that some day you'll get to see me with another man." She winked at me. "You'd like that wouldn't you Willie." 

I nodded and said, "Yes." 

"Well when you do, you'll see me go down on him right away. I like to get that first quick orgasm out of the way so we can get down to some serious fucking." Roxanne squeezed my hand. "Willie honey you've never had a second chance." She giggled. "You're going to get one tonight." 

Roxanne quickly took her shirt and shorts off. When she was naked she took my shirt off and pulled my shorts to my ankles. I kicked them off. 

My tiny cock was standing at attention. I sheepishly looked at Roxanne. "It's not big enough to give you much satisfaction." 

Roxanne smiled. "Willie when I start to party with other men my cunt will get stretched out by their big cocks. When that happens I probably won't let you fuck me." She giggled. "That's when I'll be taking full advantage of your skills as a pussy and ass licker. She paused. "But tonight I'm nice and tight. I haven't let another man fuck me for almost a week now. Your little cock is going to feel very nice in my pussy." 

Roxanne looked at me and smiled. "It's time studman. Just relax and enjoy this. Cum as quickly as you want to. We're just getting started." 

She leaned down and put my cock in her mouth. She did the same thing to me last night, so I knew what to expect. It was marvelous. Roxanne knew how to give a blow job. I came almost immediately. 

Roxanne let me cum in her mouth. She kept sucking me while I was ejaculating. That also felt very nice. 

When I was done cumming Roxanne sat up and pulled me to her. "You know the house rules don't you babydoll." 

I smiled. "Yes I know them very well now." 

Roxanne kissed me. As she kissed me she used her tongue to push my semen onto my tongue. I didn't gag this time. I knew what to expect. 

Roxanne whispered to me. "Swallow it baby. Swallow all of it. Don't waste any." She giggled. "I never do." 

I did as I was told. When I was done, Roxanne laughed. "Well now we have some time to kill while we wait for you to recover." She put her finger to her cheek and said, "MY my how might we spend that time." She laughed some more. "I know, you can lick my pussy." 

Roxanne reclined on the couch, looked into my eyes and spread her legs.

I spent the next 15 minutes eating Roxanne's cunt. At one point I tried to lick her ass but she stopped me. 

"Not tonight studman. My asshole is reserved exclusively for my slave Peewee and he isn't going to make his next appearance until tomorrow night." 

We both laughed. Roxanne was obviously very much at home when she was making love. She was comfortable. She could play and make jokes. She was in an area where she knew she excelled. 

I went back to eating Roxanne's pussy. I brought her to two orgasms. 

When she finished recovering from the second one she smiled at me and said, "Stand up big boy." 

I stood up. We both looked at my cock. It was sticking straight out. 

Roxanne laughed. "It looks like somebody is ready for action again." 

Roxanne stood up, grabbed my erect penis and used it as a handle to pull me into the bedroom. "Come with me Buck. I want you to fuck me properly. I want to be lying on my back in a bed" 

Roxanne pulled the bedspread off the bed, lay down and started fondling her large breasts. As she played with them she said, "Come here Romeo". She smiled at me. "I want you to play with my big titties for as long as you want. When you're done doing that I want you to fuck me until I beg you to stop."

Roxanne pulled me down on top of her. "Come on studman, it's play time. You have a hot slut lying on this bed who will do anything for you. Go for it big boy." 

I was nervous. This was Roxanne's area of expertise. It wasn't mine. I honestly have to say that I really wasn't sure how to take a woman even when she was offering herself to me. 

Roxanne noticed my sense of awkwardness. She smiled at me. "It's okay Willie. You can't screw up. All you have to do is play with my body. That's all those big tough guys are doing. They're just playing with my body." 

She put my hand on her breast. "Grab my nipple sweetie. Roll it in your fingers." 

I started playing with Roxanne's nipple. She giggled. "That's kind of fun isn't it?" 

I nodded. 

"I have great big tits Willie. You have my permission to play with them. You're my stud. I'm your fuck toy. You can do anything you want to me." 

I started to knead Roxanne's breasts. They were so soft. They felt wonderful in my hands. 

Roxanne closed her eyes. "Baby I love that." She giggled. "Suck on them sweetheart. Suck on my great big titties. See if you can give me a hickey." 

Roxanne closed her eyes while I sucked on her tits. We had fun. I sucked on each of her nipples. She laughed when I tried to push her breasts together and suck on both of her nipples at the same time. 

I tried everything. I even pushed my face between her tits and rubbed them against my cheeks. 

Finally I decided that it was time to move on. I was feeling bold now. I spread Roxanne's legs apart and got on top of her. The tip of my cock was rubbing against the lips of her cunt. 

She looked up at me and smiled. "I love you Willie. I want this more than anything in the world." 

Roxanne giggled as I pushed my cock into her. She was already aroused. Her pussy was wet. My tiny cock slid into her easily. 

For a moment I lay perfectly still. I didn't want to move, I just wanted to enjoy the moment. My penis was inside a woman's cunt. I'd come to believe that this would never happen to me. Now it was happening. Roxanne was like a magical Genie. She kept making dream after dream come true. 

I started to move. At first, I was a little clumsy. This was foreign territory for me. I was nervous and feeling very tentative; but as I moved I discovered something, moving felt really good. I laughed to myself, this was why fucking was so popular. 

I quickly learned that the faster I went, the better it felt. Now you guys out there are all probably laughing at me right now, but the truth is that I really didn't know much about this wonderful thing called fucking. 

As I increased the speed of my movement I felt Roxanne responding. I laughed to myself again. Willie you self centered son of a bitch. There's another person involved here. You're not just jacking off. You have a partner. It's important to try to please her. 

I shook my head. How the fuck do I do that? 

I started varying the speed that I pushed my cock in and out of Roxanne. She picked up on it right away and started to thrust her hips in time to my movement. This was a big success. 

I started to exaggerate the idea. I moved really slow, then I gradually sped up until I was fucking Roxanne really fast, then I moved slowly again. 

I followed this pattern three times. When I slowed down for the fourth time Roxanne screamed at me. "No fuck me! Fuck me hard you son of a bitch!" 

I laughed and fucked her as hard and fast as I could. Roxanne started bucking in response to my thrusts. Suddenly I felt her muscles tighten and she started to scream. Her orgasm erupted with the force of an early summer thunderstorm. 

As she was cumming I felt my own muscles start to tighten. Suddenly I was ejaculating into Roxanne. 

For a brief moment we shared the mutual pleasure of our simultaneous orgasms. Eventually the waves of pleasure subsided and we both gradually relaxed. 




Roxanne and Willie Ch. 05



We lay together in silence. I had my arms around Roxanne. I was the happiest man in the world.

Finally Roxanne kissed my cheek. "Sweetheart that was wonderful." 

I was bursting with pride. I'd just fucked my woman. For a moment I was cocky and then I remembered who brought me to this point. I hugged Roxanne. I was still proud, but now I was also grateful. As we held each other I said, "That was magnificent. Roxanne you make me strong." 

Roxanne laughed. "Willie you do the same thing for me." 

We lay cuddled in each others arms for a long time. Finally I said, "I still want to be Peewee tomorrow night." 

Roxanne giggled. "Thank goodness. I was worried that I might have created a monster." She kissed me. "I can't wait until tomorrow night. I love my little slave." 

I pulled the covers over us. We wrapped our arms around each other in a tight embrace. As we fell asleep we both knew that nothing in the world could ever hurt either of us again. We had each other. We were strong. 



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 06



Note: This story is the sixth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous five episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.



On Monday I got up and went to the University. I taught my morning Economics class and did some work in my cubicle. 

At 2:00 I left and went to Roxanne's apartment. When I arrived she was dressed and ready to go to work. As we walked to the car I noticed that she was carrying a small gym bag. 

I was curious so I asked, "What's in the bag?" 

Roxanne smiled. "Just a little outfit for me to change into after you pick me up from work tonight. I was hoping you might take me to Sammy's for a beer." She giggled. "I want to look really sexy." She leered at me. "I thought I might do a little flirting tonight." 

As we got into the car I grinned at Roxanne. "I can't wait." 

She laughed. "You pervert." 

I didn't say anything I just nodded in agreement. 

I dropped Roxanne off at the Calvert Hotel and went back to the University. The hours passed slowly. I couldn't wait until it was time to pick her up again. I taught my afternoon class. After my class I tried to concentrate on my research project. I didn't get much work done. My thoughts kept returning to Roxanne. 

At 9:30 I finally cleared my desk and went to my car. 

Roxanne came running out of the Calvert Hotel just after I pulled up in front. She jumped into the car and kissed me. "Hi baby, it seemed like my shift would never end." 

She opened her gym bag and pulled out a sexy top and a denim mini skirt. As she took her waitress uniform off she said, "Let's go to Sammy's; I'm feeling really naughty right now."

We walked into Sammy's. There was a pretty good crowd. The Monday Night Football game was just ending. 

Roxanne found a place at the bar. Sammy saw us and yelled, "Hey Roxie and Willie welcome home. We missed you guys last night." 

We laughed. Roxanne yelled back; "Thanks Sammy, how about a pitcher of your finest." 

"Anything for you doll." Sammy brought us a pitcher of beer and two glasses. As he set them down he smiled at both of us and said. "Look down the bar." 

We both looked. Ted was standing there. He was smiling at Roxanne. 

Sammy laughed. "Looks to me like you guys might have a chance for little repeat of the other night if you want it." 

Roxanne looked at Sammy and raised her eyebrows. "My aren't you the observant one these days." 

Roxanne turned to me. "Are you up for a little repeat babydoll?" 

I blushed and said, "Yes." 

Roxanne giggled. "Well I guess we might have a little more than flirting on the agenda for tonight." 

Sammy leaned over the bar. "The football game is almost over. The crowd will clear out pretty quickly. The back room will be a very private place." 

"Sammy!" Roxanne sounded shocked. 

Sammy laughed. "Hey Honey, aint no one knows you better than me." He smiled. "I know how much you like playing with the guys." He nodded towards me. "I also know that Willie here gets off on it." 

"Samm......" 

Sammy put up his hand and stopped Roxanne in mid word. "Hey sweetheart I been thinking a lot about this since last week. This might be the only way you can have a serious relationship with a guy." He smiled at us. "Roxie honey, I love you. I want you to be happy. I've never seen you happier than you are right now. I'm your friend. I'll do anything I can to make this work between you and Willie." 

Roxanne looked at Sammy for the longest time. Finally she said, "Sammy you're wonderful." 

He laughed. "Thanks baby." He turned to me. "Willie are you sure your still cool with this?" 

I nodded. "Yes Sammy. I'm very sure." 

Roxanne looked at me and repeated Sammy's question. "Willie are you sure?" 

I looked at both of them. "I can't explain why, but yes I am very sure." 

Roxanne leaned over to Sammy. "Sammy I would like you to meet Peewee." 

Sammy looked at me. "Willie is that what you want to be called." 

I slowly nodded. "Yes sir." 

Sammy smiled. "Okay you guys, I'll play your game with you." He looked at me. "Willie in this bar you are now known as Peewee."

Suddenly there was a voice behind us. "Hey Roxie you're looking hot and sexy tonight." 

We both turned. It was Ted. 

Roxanne smiled at him. "I was hoping you'd be here tonight." 

Ted looked at me and grinned. Actually it wasn't so much a grin as it was a sneer. He snickered for a moment and then he turned back to Roxanne. "I was hoping to see you to." 

Roxanne turned to me. "Peewee grab the pitcher of beer and a third glass for Ted. There's an open booth in the back corner of the bar. Let's go sit down." 

Roxanne grabbed Ted's arm and put it around her waist. "Come on baby let's go chat for a little while." 

As they walked towards the booth Ted let his hand slip down to Roxanne's ass. I obediently picked up the beer and three glasses and followed them like a little puppy. 

When we got to the booth Roxanne slid in and patted the spot next to her. "Come sit next to me Ted." She looked at me as I was setting the beer on the table. "Peewee pour a glass of beer for my friend and sit on the other side of the booth." 

As Ted sat down next to Roxanne he looked at me and raised his eyebrows. "Peewee?" 

Roxanne laughed. "I think its a fitting name for him, don't you?" 

Ted looked at me. This time there was no doubt that his expression was a sneer. "Yeah, I think the name fits him really well." 

I poured a glass of beer for Ted. As I sat down he turned back to Roxanne. "Baby you're even more gorgeous tonight than you were last week." 

Roxanne giggled. "If you keep flattering me like that, we might have to go out and look at your car again." 

"Roxie, that sounds like a wonderful idea." 

Suddenly the crowd in the bar started to scream and shout. The noise was a mixture of cheers and groans. I looked at one of the television sets. The Chiefs had just beaten the Chargers with a last second field goal. 

Ted and Roxanne didn't even look up. They were completely absorbed in each other. 

Ted was telling Roxanne about his days as a college football player. As I sat in the booth and listened to him, I felt like the proverbial third wheel. 

Roxanne snuggled up to Ted and gazed into his eyes. Her hands were all over him. Pangs of jealousy tore me apart as I watched my girlfriend fawn over this handsome man. Her fingertips drew soft circles around his massive biceps while she listened to him brag about his prowess as an athlete. Envy replaced jealousy as I watched Roxanne's left hand disappear under the table. I knew exactly what she was doing 

As Ted and Roxanne talked I realized that the bar was now quiet. The crowd had left as soon as the game was over. It was a week night and it was late. Everyone wanted to get home. 

Roxanne also noticed that the bar was nearly empty. She turned to her paramour and said, "Ted the bar is very quiet now. Why don't we see what kind of mischief we can get into in the backroom." She turned to me. "I am sure that Peewee will guard the door for us, won't you Peewee." 

It was more of a command than a question, but I still answered. "Yes Roxanne, I'll guard the door for you." 

Ted laughed as Roxanne reached across the table and patted my head. "You're such a good little boy." 

Ted stood up. I smiled to myself. His massive erection was making a huge tent in his pants. 

Roxanne noticed it to. "My my, I think we'd better hurry. It looks like someone needs some serious attention." 

My stomach churned as I watched Ted take my girlfriend's hand and lead her into Sammy's back room. 

I submissively followed Roxanne and Ted at a discreet distance.

As soon as they got inside the door Roxanne turned and kissed Ted full on the lips. As Ted returned her kiss he slipped his hand under her top and started to play with her breasts. 

As I watched them I remembered Roxanne's comment from last night. "My studs love to play with my body. I'm their fuck toy." 

At this moment it was clear that Roxanne was well on her way to becoming Ted's fuck toy. 

Suddenly Roxanne broke off their kiss and looked at me. "What the fuck are you doing in here wimp?" 

Ted started laughing. 

Roxanne stared at me. "This room is for men only. Pussy wimps like you have to stand in the doorway. Now go do your job Peewee. I'll call you when my stud is done with me." 

I timidly bowed my head and shuffled out of the room. I stood in the bar for a moment before I got the courage to peek in and see what they were doing. 

Roxanne had removed her top. They were kissing. As I watched them, Ted broke off the kiss and cupped one of Roxanne's breasts. 

Roxanne stood up and slipped her skirt off. She laid it over the arm of a chair and started to unbutton Ted's shirt. As she slipped it off of him she said, "Baby I want to suck your big beautiful cock." 

Ted unbuckled his pants and let them drop to the floor. As he pulled his underwear down his cock sprang to attention in front of him. I could see why Roxanne lusted after this man. His cock was much bigger than mine. 

Roxanne dropped to her knees and wrapped her right hand around Ted's erection. She looked over and saw me standing in the doorway. Roxanne winked at me as she started to lick the head of Ted's cock. 

She closed her eyes and licked her lover's erection for several minutes. It was obvious to me that Roxanne loved giving blow jobs. She licked this man's cock like it was a huge stick of candy. 

After several minutes Roxanne lifted up Ted's erection and turned her attention to his huge balls. She looked at me and flashed a lascivious grin as she put her lips around his testicles and started sucking on them.

Roxanne turned and smiled at me one more time, then she turned back and planted a kiss on the head of Ted's cock. As she kissed him she closed her eyes and put his massive organ into her mouth. 

I smiled as I suddenly realized that everything to this point had been foreplay. Roxanne was now sucking Ted's cock. This was the real blowjob. Both Roxanne and Ted had their eyes closed. They were totally absorbed in the pleasure of the moment. 

Roxanne was good. She had her hands wrapped around the shaft of Ted's penis. Her mouth engulfed the massive head. Her hands and mouth worked in tandem as she sucked and stroked her lover in an almost musical rhythm. She varied her tempo as she worked. She started by moving very slowly and then she gradually increased her pace until Ted was dangerously close to cumming. When he was just about to ejaculate, she would stop and let him compose himself before she started again. 

Three times Roxanne brought Ted to the brink of orgasm. Three times she pulled him back just as he was about to lose control and start ejaculating. 

Roxanne turned and winked at me as she started to bring her lover to the edge of orgasm for the fourth time. I watched as her tempo gradually increased. I saw Ted close his eyes as the pleasure he was feeling steadily became more and more intense. 

It wasn't long before Ted was again on the brink of ejaculating, only this time Roxanne didn't stop. Instead she pulled her lover's cock out of her mouth and started to stroke him with both hands. 

Ted's entire body grew taut and he took a deep breath. Suddenly a huge spurt of semen shot from the tip of his cock and hit Roxanne's lips. 

Roxanne let go of Ted's cock. He grabbed it and kept on stroking himself as he continued to ejaculate large spurts of semen onto Roxanne's mouth and chin. 

Gradually the intensity of his ejaculation started to diminish and his cock drooped. 

Roxanne turned to me and grinned. Ted's cum was dripping from her face. "Peewee come here." 

I walked into the room. 

Roxanne stood up. "Kiss me." 

As I kissed Roxanne she said, "Lick up Ted's cum. Lick up all of it baby. Clean my lover's fresh semen off of my face." 

As I cleaned Roxanne's face I heard Ted say, "Holy shit, now I've seen everything."

When I was done cleaning Roxanne's face she picked up Ted's shirt. As she handed it to him she said, "That was fun sweetheart. I hope we can get together again in the future." 

Ted looked at her and shook his head. "No baby, you got this all wrong. We aren't done yet. I'm just getting started. " 

Roxanne stared at him. "No, we're done." She paused. "Ted I gave you a nice blowjob. Now it's time for you to go home to your Wife." 

Ted's face got ugly. He glared at Roxanne. "No bitch, this aint over until I say its over. Now lie down on the pool table. I'm going to give you the fucking of your life."

I'm not a tough man. I'm not even a courageous man, but I loved Roxanne. Nobody was going to do anything to her without her permission. I stared at Ted. "She said you're done, go home." 

Ted turned and glared at me. After a moment he started laughing. "What you gonna do about it wimpboy? I can kick your ass with one hand tied behind my back." 

I stood my ground. "That might be true, but you're going to have to do it." I paused and glared back at Ted. "And when you're done beating me up you're going to be wide open to a rape charge if you touch Roxanne." 

Ted raised his fists and stepped towards me. I continued to stand my ground. "Go ahead, I'll bet your wife is going to love bailing you out of jail tonight." 

Ted sneered at me. "You're bluffing Peewee." 

"No I'm not bluffing, and I want you to be certain about one thing. You can hurt me as bad as you want, but If you lay a hand on Roxanne without her permission you're going to spend the rest of your life registering as a sex offender." 

"And if you touch my buddy Willie you're going to feel the full impact of my Louisville Slugger." 

We all turned. Sammy was right behind me. He was holding an old wooden baseball bat. 

Ted looked at the three of us and realized that he wasn't going to be able to bully us. He put his shirt on and stormed out. As he left he yelled, "Fuck all of you assholes." 

Sammy yelled back. "I don't ever want to see you in this bar again you son of a bitch." 

After we heard the front door of the bar slam shut we all looked at each other. 

I took a deep breath and said, "Thanks Sammy." 

He laughed. "Don't mention it kid. Like I said earlier, I really like you guys." 

We turned to Roxanne. She was crying. Sammy and I both went to her and put our arms around her. 

I whispered "It's okay baby, he's gone. He won't ever hurt you." 

Roxanne sniffled and said, "No one has ever stood up for me before. You two are wonderful." 

I smiled at Roxanne. "You're my baby. No one is ever going to hurt you." 

Roxanne kissed my forehead. "Willie I love you so much." 

Sammy suddenly realized that his cheek was pressed against Roxanne's naked breast. He got nervous and quickly stood up. He was blushing as he said, "Sorry honey, I didn't mean to take no liberties." 

Roxanne laughed. "Sammy you can take all the liberties you want." She giggled. "You just stepped in and backed up my baby. Honey if you want to you can play to your hearts content." 

Sammy blushed. "Thanks for the offer Roxie, but Mrs. Sammy is the only one I take liberties with." 

Roxanne laughed. "Mrs. Sammy is a very lucky woman." 

Sammy smiled. "Yeah and she knows it."

Roxanne put her clothes back on and the three of us went to the bar. Sammy poured a glass of beer for each of us. Our adrenalin was flowing furiously. We all needed a few moments to calm down. 

We talked together quietly. We were very close friends now. Physical confrontations tend to create tight bonds. 

When we finished our beers, Roxanne looked at Sammy. "It's time for you to go home to Mrs. Sammy and it's time for my baby and me to go to our apartment." 

As she stood up, Roxanne looked at Sammy. She took his hand, and said, "Sammy you and Willie are the first two men who have ever stood up for me. I'll never ever forget that." 

Sammy smiled. "It was the kid here who stood up for you. I just showed up to back him up." 

Roxanne nodded. "Well thanks for being there for us." She leaned over and kissed Sammy's forehead. "There will always be a warm spot in my heart for you." 

Sammy grinned at us. "Thanks Roxie." 

Roxanne grabbed my hand. "Come on baby, we're going home." As we walked to the door she looked back and said, "Goodnight Sammy." 

Sammy laughed. "Goodnight friends. I hope I see you soon." 

I opened the door for Roxanne. As she went out, I looked back and said, "You will Sammy; believe me, you will." 

When we got into my car Roxanne cuddled up to me. We made the trip home in silence. We didn't need to talk. 

When we got to Roxanne's apartment she looked at me. "Willie do you mind if we don't play our domination game tonight." 

I smiled. "Not at all." 

I started to say something more, but Roxanne stopped me. "Willie I just want to love you tonight." 

I beamed at Roxanne. "That sounds like a pretty nice way to end the evening." 

We got into bed and made very quiet love. When we were done we cuddled together and went to sleep. 



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 07



Note: This story is the seventh episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous six episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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On Tuesday morning Roxanne and I got up early. We sat at her kitchen table, drank our morning coffee and started reading the newspaper. After a few minutes Roxanne set the front page down and stared at me while I read the sports section. 

When I looked up and noticed her staring, I set my section of the paper down and smiled at her. "What's on your mind sweetheart?" 

"Last night turned into kind of a disaster." 

I smiled. "Yes it certainly did. Ted turned out to be a real asshole." 

Roxanne laughed. "Yes but he did have a nice big cock." 

I started laughing with her. "Yes and you took full advantage of it. You seemed to really enjoy sucking it."

She giggled. "I did." Roxanne gave me a lascivious look. "Did you enjoy watching?"

I nodded my head up and down. "Yes, very much. Up until the time Ted started to act like a jerk I thought it was one of the hottest scenes I'd ever witnessed." 

Roxanne sighed. It was a sigh of relief. "Good, I was worried that last night might have soured you on the idea of my being with other men." 

I shook my head. "Absolutely not, after you went to sleep last night I lay awake for another hour visualizing you with Ted's cock in your mouth. I'm still excited about it." 

Roxanne giggled. "My my aren't you a horny little pussyboy." She got up, walked over to me, leaned over and licked my ear. "Peewee, I promise you that at my first opportunity I'm going to have another little adventure just so you can have something more to fantasize about." 

Roxanne reached inside my shirt, grabbed my right nipple and gave it a vicious twist. 

When I gasped from the pain Roxanne didn't relinquish her vise like grip. Instead she dug her nails in and twisted even harder. As I grimaced she said, "If you thought it was hot thinking about me having another man's cock in my mouth, imagine how hot it will be when you know I've had another man's cock in my cunt." 

The pain was excruciating, but I was beginning to get used to it. 

She kept twisting. "Will that turn you on baby? Will it make you hot when you find out another man is fucking me? 

Roxanne started giggling and let go of my nipple. "Remember I told you that when I start letting other men fuck me, I am going to stop letting you fuck me. That's a promise Peewee. It's going to be a long time before that worthless little pecker of yours feels the inside of my sweet pussy again." 

Roxanne reached down and rubbed my crotch. She smiled at me when she felt my erection. "That gets you hot doesn't it babydoll?' 

I nodded. "Yes Mistress Roxanne, it does." 

"That's good, because it gets me hot to." 

Roxanne pulled me off my chair and forced me to my knees. She quickly pulled her jeans off, kicked them aside and sat on the chair I had been occupying. As soon as she was seated Roxanne spread her legs, ruthlessly grabbed me by my hair and pulled my face to her cunt. "Eat me pussyboy; give your Mistress the pleasure she deserves." 

I licked Roxanne to an orgasm. When she recovered she pulled me up, unzipped my pants, took out my little dick and jacked me off. As I was licking my semen from Roxanne's fingers she said, "That was fun Willie, did you enjoy it to?" 

I laughed. "Roxanne that was a wonderful way to start the day."

I looked at my watch. It was 9:15. I had a 10:00 am Introduction To Economics class to teach. I jumped up and ran into the bathroom. 

I was just starting to wash my face when Roxanne stopped me. "No Peewee I want you to teach your class this morning with the scent of my pussy on your lips and cheeks." 

I smiled at her. My tiny cock was getting hard again. "Yes Mistress, whatever you say Mistress." 

Roxanne giggled. Suddenly she stopped and stared at me. After a moment she started to giggle again. She turned and went into her bedroom. She quickly returned carrying a pair of lace panties. 

"Peewee, take your pants off." 

I looked at her with a questioning expression on my face. Suddenly Roxanne pulled her hand back and slapped me hard across the face. "Wimpboy I said, Take your pants off!" 

I quickly pulled my trousers down and kicked them off. 

"Get rid of those boxer shorts!" 

Roxanne's slap had taught me a hard lesson. This time I didn't hesitate to obey. 

Roxanne giggled and handed me the panties. "Put these on, boxer shorts are for men with real cocks. Pussyboys like you who have little clitties between their legs should wear panties." 

My heart raced as I took the panties and put them on. This was one of my most carefully guarded fantasies. I am not sure how Roxanne knew this. She must have sensed something. Maybe there was a special communication between lovers. In any case I was wildly aroused as I pulled her panties on. 

Roxanne smiled. "Model them for me Sissyboy." 

I made a quick turn. Roxanne nodded in approval. "Perfect, just perfect; this is what every little pussyboy should be wearing." 

I quickly pulled my trousers back up. I was late for class, I had to run. 

I taught my 10:00 AM class and spent the rest of the morning working in my office. I was back at Roxanne's apartment at 2:00. When I arrived, she was dressed and ready to go to work. 

We got into my car. As I was driving her to work, Roxanne winked at me. "How do you like your new panties Peewee." 

I blushed and quietly answered, "I like them, they help me to remember my place in this world." 

Roxanne raised her eyebrows. "And what is that place Peewee?" 

I stared at the road ahead. "At my Mistress's feet." 

Roxanne laughed and laid her head on my shoulder. "Willie you are absolutely wonderful." 

I grinned and took a quick glance at her. "You're pretty wonderful to Roxanne." 

"Promise you'll never leave me Willie." 

"I promise Roxanne. I swear I'll never leave you." 

I dropped Roxanne at the Calvert Hotel, went back to the University and taught my afternoon class. After class I did more work in my office. I worked all afternoon and all evening. As I worked, I kept looking at the clock. The time passed slowly, I couldn't wait until 9:30. Roxanne was now the center of my Universe. 

At 9:00 my cell phone rang. I answered it. It was Roxanne. 

"Hi Willie, It's Roxie. Honey I am going to be a little late." 

I was puzzled. "I don't understand." 

"Sweetie the bar was unusually quiet tonight, there was only one customer." 

I could hear Roxanne take a deep breath. "Baby he is so sexy." 

Roxanne paused for a moment. She was obviously very excited. "His name is Charles. He's about 40 and very handsome. Listen honey we really hit it off. He invited me to go up to his room with him after my shift ends." 

Roxanne took a deep breath. "Willie I accepted his invitation." Her voice changed to a whisper. "Baby, I'm going to let him fuck me tonight." 

She took another deep breath. "Willie I'm sorry. I know you were looking forward to seeing me right after work, but I really am excited about this." She paused, "Baby, I sat down at his table for a minute. I felt his cock. It's very big. I can't wait to feel it inside my pussy." 

I swallowed hard. This was of course my fantasy coming true, but there was now a lump in my throat. Fantasies can sometimes be difficult when they suddenly become realities. 

I took a deep breath and collected my wits. "Roxanne, have a good time." I paused. "Do you still want me to pick you up tonight?" 

"Willie it might be kind of late before were done. I'll take a cab if you want me to." 

"No sweetie, I'll come and get you. Call me when you're done. I don't care how late it is." 

"Thank you honey, I really would like it if you picked me up." 

There was a long pause on the telephone. "Willie are you going to be okay with this? If you don't want me to party with Charles just say the word. I'll tell him that I have to get home. It will be okay," 

"No Roxanne, this is what we've talked about. I'll be okay. Have a good time. I want you to have fun with Charles. Call me when you're done."

"Thanks baby. I am glad your still cool with this. I think I'm going to have a wonderful time. I'll call you when Charles is finished fucking me." Roxanne paused. After a moment she whispered. "Peewee when we get home, I'll tell you all about it while you're licking his cum out of my pussy." 

I laughed. "Roxanne I can't wait." 

"Honey I have to go. Charles is waiting for me. He's getting a little impatient. He wants me to come sit with him at his table. He's the only one in the bar, so I can do that. We'll go up to his room right after my shift ends. I'll call you later."

The line went dead. I set my telephone down on my desk and looked at the clock on my office wall. It was 9:05. I had some time to kill.

The University Economics building closed at 9:30. I decided that I'd better find something to do. I cleaned off my desk and packed up my brief case. 

As I walked to my car I began to grasp one of the difficulties with being a cuckold. Charles really didn't care about me or my time schedule. He was going to play with my girlfriend for as long as he wanted to. He would be done with her when he was ready to be done with her. It might be midnight and it might be 5:00 am. 

Since I didn't know how much time I had to kill, I decided that this was a good opportunity to run over to my apartment and take care of some domestic chores. 

When I got into my car I looked at my watch. It was just 9:30. Roxanne was probably still sitting with Charles at his table. 

I'd recently watched her playing with Ted. Roxanne was a skilled flirt. I was certain she was now using those same skills on Charles. I felt pangs of jealousy as I imagined Roxanne listening intently to everything he said while she fawned over him like a teenage girl on her first date with the captain of the football team. 

I checked my watch again when I arrived at my apartment building. It was just before ten. Roxanne's shift would be ending in a few short minutes.

I walked into the building lobby, picked up my mail and took the elevator to my apartment. 

As soon as I was inside my apartment I set everything on the kitchen table. As I sorted my letters and bills I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was now after 10:00. Charles and Roxanne would be on their way up to his hotel room. I wondered if they were being discreet and going up separately. I shook my head, knowing Roxanne they were flaunting their affair. I imagined Charles walking through the lobby with his arm around her waist. 

I was certain Charles would start kissing Roxanne as soon as they got into the elevator. I was equally certain that he would take this opportunity to slip his hand under her blouse. For a brief moment I imagined Charles unfastening Roxanne's brassiere so he could fondle her bare breast.

Suddenly I realized that I hadn't had any supper. I quickly made a sandwich. As I sat down to eat I visualized what would happen as soon as they got inside Charles' hotel room. 

I knew Roxanne. She would be desperate to get her hands on that big cock she'd told me about. I was certain she would open Charles' trousers and pull his huge penis out as soon as she could

Charles would most likely take Roxanne's blouse and bra off right away. He would want to suck on her large breasts while she toyed with his erection.

I sat down at my desk and started working on the bibliography for my dissertation. I didn't get much accomplished. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't focus my attention, I kept remembering Roxanne telling me how horny she was. 

She said she loved my little peepee, but she also made it clear that she longed to feel a big hard dick stretching her cunt. 

I smiled as I imagined how excited Roxanne must have been when she first slipped the head of Charles' huge cock into her tight pussy.

The image of another man pushing his cock into my girlfriends cunt created some very mixed emotions for me. I wanted Roxanne to enjoy herself and get the sexual satisfaction that she deserved, but I also remembered what she'd told me. When she started letting other men fuck her, she was going to stop letting me do it. 

Roxanne was my dominant mistress. I knew it would give her a sadistic thrill to torment me by freely giving other men a pleasure that she was going to deliberately withhold from me. The masochistic slaveboy in me tingled with excitement when I thought about this 

Still, the knowledge that the pleasure Charles was enjoying at this very moment signaled the end of my opportunity to enjoy that same pleasure caused a tinge of sadness to creep into me.

I sat at my desk with my hands buried in my face. The image of Charles grinning with delight as he pumped his cock in and out of my girlfriend's cunt overwhelmed me with envy, but at the same time I also had to admit that it gave me a very stiff erection. 

The time passed slowly. It was late, I was getting tired. I closed my eyes for a moment.

I couldn't explain how it happened, but somehow, I found myself on top of Roxanne. She was crying with joy as I pushed my huge cock in and out of her slippery cunt. Her legs were wrapped around my thighs. Her eyes were closed. She was totally lost in the lust of the moment as she dug her fingernails into my back and begged me to keep fucking her. 

Suddenly I could hear the distant sound of a ringing cell phone. Someone was trying to call us. It didn't make sense. Why would someone be calling us at this hour. I tried to ignore it, but the phone kept ringing. 

I sat up in my chair. Suddenly I realized that I'd fallen asleep at my desk. My cell phone was sitting next to a stack of papers. It was still ringing. 

I picked it up. "Hello." 

It was Roxanne. She was whispering. "Oh baby I'm sorry, I woke you." 

I thought to myself that I must have sounded groggy. "It's okay, I just dozed off for a moment." 

"Sweetheart Charles and I are all done, but I can take a cab. Why don't you go to bed." 

"No Roxanne, I really want to see you tonight. I want to come and get you." 

"You do?" 

"Yes, Of course I do." 

"I would really like that." 

"Why are you whispering?" 

"Charles is asleep. I don't want to wake him." 

"Did you have fun?" 

"Honey, I had a wonderful time. Listen, I have to get dressed. I'll wait in the hotel lobby. Call me when you get here." 

I grabbed my things and went to my car. I looked at my watch as I pulled away from the curb. It was 12:30. 

The streets are very quiet at 12:30 on Tuesday nights. It was a quick drive to the Calvert Hotel. I called Roxanne as I pulled up to the main entrance. "Sweetheart, I'm here." 

"I'll be right out." 

The doorman opened the front door. Roxanne came out, ran down the steps and jumped into my car. 

As I put the car into gear, Roxanne leaned over and kissed my cheek. "Thanks for coming to get me." She got quiet for a moment and then she asked. "Did you feel bad?" 

I looked over at her. 

She rephrased her question. "I had a good time tonight, but I'm worried about you. Willie, did you feel bad being at home alone knowing I was with another man?" 

I smiled at Roxanne. "Of course I did. I missed you, and at times I was very jealous." I laughed. "I was also really envious of Charles. I would have loved to have been in his place." 

Roxanne patted my thigh. "Baby I'm so sorry." 

"No, you shouldn't be sorry. I had a good time. I spent a lot of the evening fantasizing about what you were doing. I got really turned on. I kept contemplating the fact that you were making me a cuckold tonight." 

Roxanne laughed. "Peewee you are so right about that. You are now officially my cuckold." She leaned over and nibbled my ear. "Charles and I made you a cuckold three times tonight." 

Roxanne reached down and rubbed my crotch. I had an erection. She could feel it. "My, my, someone certainly seems to be excited. Peewee when we get home you're going to lick my well fucked pussy while I tell you all about the wonderful time I had with my stud lover."

As soon as we walked through her apartment door Roxanne grabbed me. "Peewee get your clothes off." She paused. "And you had better be wearing those fucking panties that I gave you this morning." 

I bowed my head and started to strip. "Yes Mistress." 

When I pulled my trousers down and exposed my panties Roxanne patted my head. "Good boy." 

She giggled for a moment and lifted her skirt. "Peewee it's a good thing you're wearing your panties because I seem to have lost mine." She put a finger to her cheek. "I wonder what happened to them?" 

She started laughing. "Oh I know, my lover Charles took them off of me just before I started sucking his cock." 

Roxanne was teasing me now.

She looked at me. Her expression slowly turned to a dominant sneer. "Peewee I let another man fuck me tonight." She stared at me. "If you were a real man you'd be upset." She laughed. "But your not a real man are you pussyboy? 

"No mistress I'm not." 

"What are you Peewee?" 

"Mistress, I'm your little cuckold pussy wimp." 

This interchange made Roxanne bolder. She walked over to me, grabbed my nipple and twisted it. As I grimaced from the pain she was inflicting she said, "I just let another man fuck me. What are you going to do about it pussyboy?" 

Roxanne stared at me for a moment. I was standing in front of her wearing nothing but her panties. I was so excited that I could barely talk. My tiny pecker was sticking straight out. It was making a nice little tent in the front of those pink lace panties. 

Roxanne looked down at my erection and grinned. She could tell that I was enjoying her abuse. 

Her smile became even more malevolent. "You're not going to do anything are you pussyboy." She laughed. "You know why?" 

I shook my head. "No Mistress.' 

"Because your a little pussy wimp, that's why." 

"Yes Mistress." 

"Yes Mistress what?' 

"Yes Mistress. I'm a little pussy wimp." 

Roxanne laughed. "Very good Peewee." She paused. "But you are going to do something pussyboy." She looked at me. "Do you know what it is?" 

"No Mistress." 

"Let me help you pussyboy. You're going to get down on your knees and lick my asshole." She stared at me, after a moment her voice became very stern. "Peewee, get down on your knees!" 

I did as I was told. 

As soon as I was kneeling at her feet Roxanne turned around. "Peewee, tonight I partied with another man. This is my right as your dominant girlfriend. Now I want you to demonstrate your acknowledgement of this fact. " Roxanne lifted her skirt. "Peewee, lick my asshole!" 

I reverently pulled the cheeks of Roxanne's magnificent ass apart. She sighed as she felt my lips make contact with her puckered hole. I wrapped my arms around her thighs, closed my eyes and pulled her to me. I kissed her passionately. It was like a movie kiss, except I wasn't kissing Roxanne's face. 

Roxanne finally broke the kiss off and stepped away from me. She quickly removed her blouse and brassiere. She leaned forward, rested her arms on the back of the chair in front of her and again presented her luscious ass to me. 

"Lick me Peewee. Lick your Mistress' asshole." 

As I pushed my tongue into her, Roxanne's breathing started to get faster. Her level of excitement was rapidly rising. 

"That's right pussyboy humble yourself. Worship my ass. Show me that I am your goddess." Her voice now had a rough raspy quality to it. It was another sign that she was wildly aroused. 




Roxanne and Willie Ch. 07



Roxanne reached back between her legs and started to rub her clit. I pushed my tongue as deep into her ass as I could. Suddenly she stood up and screamed as an orgasm burst inside of her. 

After a moment Roxanne's screams quieted. She leaned forward on the chair for support. Her loud cries became soft whimpers, but she continued to shake while the lingering waves of pleasure kept on pulsing through her body. 

Finally her muscles relaxed. She sighed as she turned and sat down on her chair. Roxanne looked at me as I knelt at her feet. There was a huge smile on her face. 

"Willie are you enjoying this?" 

"Yes, very much." 

"Want to hear about my date?" 

"Yes please." 

"Will you lick my pussy while I tell you about it?" 

"I would love that Roxanne." 

She giggled. "So would I." 

Roxanne spread her legs. "Peewee, look at my pussy. It's been fucked by a really big cock tonight. Can you see how Charles stretched me." She laughed "It feels so much different now than it does after you fuck me. Your little wee wee is so tiny that it doesn't stretch me at all." 

I smiled to myself. The game wasn't over, Roxanne was still taunting me." 

"Peewee, my pussy is so sore from being fucked by Charles' big dick. Kiss it for me would you baby. Kiss it and lick it, make it feel better." 

I leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on the lips of Roxanne's cunt. 

As I did it she sighed. "Baby that feels so nice."

She closed her eyes. "Peewee Charles was so handsome. He was at least 6'2" tall. He had long brown hair and blue eyes." Roxanne sighed. "Baby I am a sucker for guys with blue eyes." 

My lips were pressed against Roxanne's cunt as she told me her story. 

"Billy the bartender, Charles and I were the only ones in the bar so Charles and I sat together at his table and talked until my shift ended." Roxanne paused. "Sweetheart Charles is such an interesting man. He's an engineer for a huge construction company. His job takes him all over the world." 

"Well anyway, as soon as it was 10:00 Charles stood up and extended his hand. Baby he was such a gentleman. He pulled me up out of my chair. When I was standing he put his arm around my waist and escorted me out of the bar. He walked me right through the hotel lobby to the elevator." 

She grinned at me. "As soon as the elevator doors closed Charles turned into an animal. He pushed me up against the wall and kissed me hard on the lips. At the same time he unbuttoned my blouse, reached behind me and unclasped my brassiere." 

Roxanne sighed. "Peewee it was so hot. Charles kissed me and fondled my naked breasts the whole time we rode in the elevator." She giggled. "I was kind of scared the elevator would stop and someone would get on and see me with my tits hanging out of my blouse." 

She shook her head. "Luckily the elevator didn't stop. We went right to Charles' floor. When we stepped out of the elevator I tried to button my blouse, but Charles stopped me. Baby he was very dominant. He made me walk down the hall to his room with my breasts exposed. Honey it was so hot, just thinking about it gets my pussy wet." 

This was the first time I realized that while Roxanne loved dominating me, she also enjoyed submitting to a dominant male.

"As soon as we got into his room Charles sat down on his bed and ordered me to do a strip tease for him." Honey, Charles was so masculine. I was putty in his hands. I would have done anything he asked." 

Roxanne reached down and pulled my face into her cunt. "Peewee, I get so turned on when I think about Charles." Her voice turned into a whisper. "Lick my cunt wimp boy. I'm so hot right now." 

Roxanne closed her eyes and enjoyed the attention of my tongue. After a few moments she continued. "When I was completely naked Charles pulled me down on the bed next to him and started to play with my tits." Roxanne laughed. "He was definitely a breast man." 

She sighed. "I started rubbing his cock through his trousers while he played with my tits. Baby his cock was so big. I had to unzip his pants so I could see it." 

Roxanne shook her head. "When I got it out I started to laugh. Honey it was a fucking monster. It was so big and so hard." 

Roxanne paused. "I started playing with that big toy of his. Charles quit playing with my tits and lay back on the bed. I took a moment to undress him and then I went down on him. Peewee I had to have that big dick in my mouth." 

Roxanne grabbed my hair and pulled my face up so that I was looking at her. "Slave boy, it's so much fun to suck a really big cock." 

She laughed and pushed my face back into her cunt. "When he was ready, I let Charles cum in my mouth. You would have been proud of me baby, I swallowed all of his semen." 

Roxanne closed her eyes and took a deep breath while she enjoyed the pleasure I was giving her with my tongue. After a few moments she continued her story. 

"After I gave him his blow job, Charles and I lay on his bed together while we waited for him to recover. Honey it was only a few minutes before he started to play with my tits again. I reached down and felt his cock. Peewee, it was already getting hard. Charles was a fucking superstud." 

She smiled at me. "I stroked him until he was fully erect, then he climbed on top of me." Roxanne took a deep breath. "It felt so good when he pushed that big monster into my cunt." She looked down at me. "Peewee, you're the only guy I've been fucking lately. I love you honey, but that little thing of yours really doesn't do much for my pussy." Roxanne closed her eyes and started to play with her nipples. "Sweetheart, Charles's cock filled me up. He was a real man." 

Roxanne was quiet for a few moments. Her eyes were closed. She seemed to be reliving the fucking she got from Charles. 

"Peewee he gave me a nice long fuck. I came three times while he was doing me. When he finally came I let him shoot his stuff inside me." She paused. "Baby I hope your not mad because I let Charles cum inside me. I know I should have made him wear a condom, but I didn't. He was married. I think he was pretty safe." 

She stopped. "Oh and sweetheart, I don't think you have to worry, I'm on the pill. I am pretty sure he didn't give me a baby." 

I was really aroused now. I was sucking on Roxanne's clit. She closed her eyes again so that she could enjoy my efforts. 

After a few minutes she started telling more of her story. "Peewee, Charles still wasn't done. After we lay together for a little bit he pushed my head down to his crotch and made me suck him one more time. It only took me a minute or two before I got him hard again." 

Roxanne took a deep breath. "Peewee, Charles' second fuck lasted for a really long time. I came two more times while he did me. When he came for the third time he still had lots of his stuff left to shoot into my pussy. Like I said Baby, Charles was a stud." 

Roxanne closed her eyes. "Eat me Peewee. I'm ready to cum now." 

I sucked and licked Roxanne's clit. She was fully aroused. It didn't take long to get her off. When it erupted, her orgasm lasted for several minutes. 

After her orgasm she relaxed while I continued to kneel at her feet. When she was finally ready, she reached down and pulled me up to her. She made me sit on her lap like I was a little boy. While I sat on her lap, Roxanne pulled my panties down and jacked me off. When I came she made me lick my cum off of her fingers. 

Roxanne and I stood up. I carefully removed the rest of her clothing and carried it all into her bedroom while she went into the bathroom. 

As soon as her clothing was properly put away I joined Roxanne in the bathroom and started drawing a bath for her. 

As the water was running into the tub Roxanne smiled at me. "Peewee, I'm hungry." 

That was all she had to say. I was her slave. My servitude was completely voluntary. There was no other role in this world that I wanted more. At this moment I longed to be this beautiful woman's servant. 

I quickly went to the kitchen and a made Roxanne a snack of cheese, crackers and a sliced apple. I put it all on a tray with a glass of milk and set it up next to the bathtub. 

My goddess ate while I bathed her. 

When I was done bathing Roxanne she stood up. As she stepped out of the tub I wrapped her in a large bath towel and dried her off. Tonight it was not possible for me to pamper my mistress enough. 

We went to bed. It was late. As I pulled the blankets up around us I looked at the clock. It was 4:00 am. Morning was going to come very quickly. 

As we lay in bed Roxanne said, "Willie do you understand why I didn't let you fuck me tonight?" 

"Yes Mistress. Tonight you had a superior man's cock. You had the cock of an alpha male. You didn't need my pathetic little clittie." 

Roxanne laughed. "I think you've been reading to many stories on that internet site you like so much." She paused and thought for a moment, finally she said, "I suppose that is one way to put it, although those aren't the words I would have chosen." She smiled at me. "Willie after having Charles, I wouldn't have felt you inside me." She paused. "I suppose you're right. I guess it also does have a lot to do with our domination game." 

She rolled over onto her side and looked at me. "I feel like I should have given you more than just a handjob tonight. Willie, between you and Charles I had at least ten orgasms. All I did for you was jerk you off one time. It doesn't seem fair." 

I kissed Roxanne. "I love you so much. Thank you for saying that to me. It means a lot to me that you care." 

She poked me in the ribs. "Of course I care." 

"No, what I mean is that its nice to know that even when you're being dominant like you were tonight, you still care about my welfare." 

"Willie, I love you. Your welfare is always important to me." 

"I know Roxanne. I guess that's why I am willing to let you dominate me." 

"Willie would you like to fuck me right now." 

"Thank you for the offer, it also means a lot to me." I paused. "No Roxanne, I think we had it right. I got to cum. That was enough. I find it very exciting that tonight your pussy was reserved for a superior man...." 

Roxanne stopped me. "No Willie, no man will ever be superior to you. Tonight my pussy was reserved for a man with a bigger cock and maybe a man with a more aggressive attitude about sex than the attitude that you have." She smiled at me. "Willie, Charles will never be the man you are." 

I smiled at Roxanne. "Thank you, I had a wonderful night. The handjob was the perfect way to end it for me. I feel really good right now. We can fuck on other nights, but on nights that you take lovers, your pussy should be off limits to me." 

Roxanne giggled. "We really are a couple of pervs aren't we Willie." 

I kissed Roxanne. "I wouldn't have it any other way." 

"I love you Willie." 

"I love you to Roxanne." 

Roxanne cuddled up to my shoulder and we fell asleep in each others arms.



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 08



Note: This story is the eighth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous seven episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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I slept until 8:00 am. I had to teach my Introduction to Economics class at 10:00. I didn't want to rush into the lecture hall at the last moment so I sacrificed extra sleep for time to properly prepare. 

I looked in at Roxanne before I left. She was still sleeping. I gently kissed her forehead. I didn't see any reason to wake her. 

I was young, getting by on four hours of sleep was not a major problem. My lecture went smoothly. When I was done I went back to the apartment. 

Roxanne was just getting dressed when I walked in the door. She smiled at me. "Hi baby how was your lecture." 

I smiled. "It was just fine, I'm very comfortable with the topic I had to talk about today."

It was lunch time. I made a tuna fish sandwich for both of us. As we sat down at the table to eat Roxanne looked at me. "Willie are you still okay with last night?" 

I nodded. "Yes I've been fantasizing about it all morning. I keep picturing Charles fucking you." I paused and took a deep breath. "He was really good wasn't he."

Roxanne laughed. "Willie he was magnificent. My pussy is still sore from his big cock." She looked at me for a moment. "Willie I'm hoping his business here develops some complications so he has to stay an extra day. If he's still at the hotel tonight I am going to party with him again. Are you going to be okay with that?" 

I smiled at Roxanne. "Just thinking about you and Charles is getting me hard again. Yes. I am fine with it." 

Roxanne started giggling. "You perv." 

I grinned at her. "You slut." 

We both burst out laughing. Roxanne jumped up, ran over to me, sat in my lap and kissed me hard on the lips. 

When she was done kissing me she just sat quietly on my lap and hugged me. We didn't need to say anything more, we were in love.

At 2:30 we left the apartment. I dropped Roxanne off at the Calvert Hotel and went back to the University. 

I turned off my cell phone as I walked into the lecture hall to begin teaching my 4:00 PM class. At 4:55 the class ended and I turned my cell phone back on. I noticed that I had a message. 

I immediately retrieved it. The message was from Roxanne. "Willie I know you're in class, but please call me as soon as you get this message. I need you to come and pick me up at the Hotel. Willie I just got fired from my job. Baby this is awful, I don't know what I am going to do. Please call me as soon as you can."

I erased the message and dialed Roxanne. She answered her cell phone on the first ring. "Hello." 

"Roxanne, this is Willie." 

"Oh baby I am so glad you called. I got fired. This is awful. Honey what am I going to do? I have to have a job." 

It sounded like Roxanne was in tears. "Roxanne where are you? I'll come and get you right now." 

"I am in the coffee shop on the corner of 5th Street and 3rd Avenue. They made me leave the hotel right after they fired me." 

"Stay where you are, don't go anywhere else. Roxanne I'm leaving right now. I'll be there as quickly as I can." 

"Willie please hurry, I need you so badly." 

"Stay put, don't go anywhere. I'm coming. Leave your cell phone on, I'll call you when I'm almost there." 

I ran to my office, grabbed my briefcase and went to my car. When I got downtown I turned onto 3rd Avenue and dialed Roxanne's cell phone. 

"Willie?" 

"Roxanne, come out to 3rd Avenue. I am almost there." 

Roxanne was standing in front of the coffee shop as I pulled up to the curb. 

She jumped into my car, leaned over and kissed me. She was crying. "Thank you for coming to get me. Willie I lost my job. What am I going to do?" 

I picked up her hand and held it. "Don't worry, you'll find another job. I have some money saved up. I'll support both of us until you're back on your feet." 

Roxanne looked at me. "You'd do that?" 

I smiled. "Of course I would, I love you Roxanne." 

I took out my handkerchief and wiped her tears away. "Let's go home." 

As I pulled away from the curb Roxanne snuggled up to me and laid her head against my shoulder. 

On the way home I asked. "What happened? How did you get fired?" 

Roxanne sat up. "Remember how I told you that Charles opened my blouse and played with my tits on the elevator?" 

"Yes."

"There's a security camera on the elevator. This morning the hotel security men reviewed the tape and saw everything. They also have a camera in every hallway." Roxanne started crying again. "Willie they have a tape of me walking down the hallway with my blouse open." 

Roxanne took a deep breath. "As soon as I walked into the hotel I was told to go to the manager's office. He showed me the two tapes and fired me on the spot." 

Roxanne shook her head. "Willie how could I have been so stupid. All I had to do was send Charles up to his room by himself and follow him up a few minutes later." Roxanne buried her face in her hands. "I feel like such a fool."

We drove along in silence for a few minutes. Roxanne was crying. I was trying to think of something to say to her. 

I suddenly realized what I wanted to say. I rejected it immediately. It was stupid. It was imprudent. It was unwise. I tried to get the idea out of my mind. I couldn't. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to say it. 

All of my life I have been conservative, timid and shy. I have never told anyone what I wanted. I've always gone through life wishing for things that I was afraid to ask for. 

I swallowed hard. I knew it was stupid, but I had to say it. I pulled the car over to the curb and put it in park. 

I turned towards Roxanne and stared at her. 

Roxanne looked at me. "Willie what's wrong?" 

I kept staring at her. I was trying to muster enough courage to actually say what I so desperately wanted to say. 

"Willie you're scaring me. What's the matter? Why did we stop? Why are you staring at me?" 

I took one more deep breath and bit my lower lip. I mustered all of my courage and spoke. Actually I blurted it out. "Marry me Roxanne." 

"What? What did you say Willie?" 

"Marry me Roxanne." 

"Willie we can't get married. We've only known each other for a week." 

"I don't care. I love you. I think you love me. Marry me Roxanne." 

"Willie I can't marry you. I just lost my job. We don't have any money. We can't get married." 

"I don't care, we'll get by. Marry me Roxanne." 

I paused. "Roxanne if you tell me you don't love me. If you tell me you don't want to marry me, I'll be quiet and never bring it up again." I shook my head. "I don't think you can say that. I don't think you want to say that and until you say it, I'm going to keep asking you." 

I stared at her. "Marry me Roxanne." 

"Willie, I've been married twice before. Both times were disasters. I can't get married again." 

"I'm not either of those guys. I love you. Marry me Roxanne." 

"Willie I'm a tramp. I'll constantly cheat on you. I can't marry you." 

"I don't care Roxanne, you can cheat on me all you want. Marry me Roxanne." 

Roxanne stared at me for a minute. "Finally she said, "This is crazy." 

I shrugged. "I don't care. Marry me Roxanne." 

Roxanne looked into my eyes. Finally she smiled and then she started laughing. As she laughed, tears started running down her cheeks. She was laughing and crying at the same time. "Willie I would love to marry you.

She shook her head. "Yes Willie, Yes, Yes, Yes. I will marry you Willie. Willie I want to marry you. I want to marry you more than anything in the entire world." 

I took Roxanne into my arms. We closed our eyes and kissed. When we were done kissing we hugged. We hugged each other for a long time. We were parked on a busy street in the middle of the city. We didn't care. We loved each other, that was all that mattered. 

Finally Roxanne sighed and said, "Okay what now?" 

I grinned at her. "Let's go to Sammy's." 

Roxanne laughed. "What a wonderful idea. It's nice to know that I am going to marry a brilliant man." 

I put the car into gear and headed for the bar. 

It was almost 6:00 pm when we walked into Sammy's. The stop for a beer after work crowd was beginning to clear out. The dinner crowd was there in full force. The special tonight was sloppy Joes. They were obviously as popular as Sammy's spaghetti. 

We found two open stools and sat down at the bar. Sammy's face lit up with a smile when he noticed us. "Hey it's Roxie and Peewee, my two favorite people." He looked up at the clock. "Whoa, it's too early for you guys to be here. What's up?' 

Sammy started pouring a pitcher of beer. He didn't ask us what we wanted, he didn't have to. As he set the pitcher and two glasses in front of us Roxanne shook her head. "I got fired today Sammy." 

Sammy's face got very serious. "That's terrible doll. What happened?" 

Roxanne got really quiet. Her voice was a barely audible whisper. "You know me Sammy. I kind of played around with one of the hotel guests after my shift ended last night. The manager found out and sacked me when I came in this afternoon." 

Sammy shook his head. "Roxie, Roxie, Roxie you know better than that." 

Roxanne nodded. "Yeah Sammy, I'm really embarrassed about it. I didn't use very good judgment." 

"So what are you going to do honey?" 

"Find another job I guess." 

"Have you got enough money saved up to tide you over." He paused. "I can float you a loan if you need one sweetheart." 

"Thanks Sammy, but Willie is going to take care of me." 

Sammy turned to me. "Peewee you're a good guy." He stopped. "Peewee is right isn't it? Isn't that what we decided you'd be called the last time you were in here?" 

I smiled. "Yes Sammy, you got it right. Peewee works really well for me in here." 

Sammy shook his head. "Man I am sure glad I didn't screw that one up." He looked at me. "I like you Willie. You know I'd never intentionally insult you." 

"Thanks Sammy. Hey listen, we have some really good news." 

Roxanne jumped in. "I want to tell him." 

I laughed. "Go ahead sweetheart." 

"Willie asked me to marry him. I said yes." 

Sammy looked at the two of us. Finally he said, "Are you guys sure? This is kind of quick isn't it.?" 

I shook my head. "Sammy I've never been so sure of anything in my life. I'm a very conservative man. Acting rashly is totally out of character for me. This may be a quick decision on our part, but I'm pretty certain it's the correct decision." 

Sammy grinned at us. "Well I'm really happy for you guys. You're two wonderful people. I'm glad you're getting together, you make a great couple." He leaned on the bar. "So when are you actually going to tie the knot?" 

We looked at each other and laughed. Roxanne shrugged. "We don't know. We haven't discussed that yet." 

"My understanding is that in this state you have a five day waiting period after you buy your license. If we buy a license tomorrow, we could get married as early as next Tuesday." 

Roxanne looked at me. "We haven't even discussed how we would get married yet." 

I smiled at Roxanne. "What would you like for a wedding?" 

She laughed. "This is my third try. I've done the big church ceremony. It didn't work very well. A visit to a Justice of the Peace would be fine with me." 

I nodded, "That will be just fine with me." I stopped to think for a moment. "But we will need two witnesses." 

Roxanne turned to Sammy. "Sweetie you're my best friend. Would you and Mrs. Sammy be willing to be our witnesses?" 

"Roxie, Janice and I would be delighted." He paused. "But it will kind of depend on when you have your ceremony. I aint got no one to cover the bar. If you want us, your wedding is going to have to be in the morning." 

I looked at both of them. "How about next Tuesday morning?" 

"That's fine Willie, but what about your morning class?" 

"I can get Mark Rawlins to cover it. He owes me. I've covered several of his classes for him." 

Roxanne looked at both of us. "That settles it. We're getting married next Tuesday morning. I'll find a Justice of the Peace tomorrow. Sammy, we'll stop in here tomorrow night and give you the exact time." 

Sammy smiled at us. "I'll tell Janice. She'll be thrilled to be a witness at your wedding." He laughed. "This is really exciting." 

Roxanne giggled. "Sammy, we couldn't agree more." 

We sipped our beer while Sammy waited on a couple of customers. When he returned he said, "Hey how about a couple of my sloppy Joes." He smiled. "They're really good tonight." 

Roxanne smiled back at him and looked at me. "I don't know about you honey, but I'm starved. Sammy I'd love a sloppy Joe." 

I nodded to Sammy. "Make that two." 

Sammy went back into the kitchen. After a minute he returned with our sandwiches. As he set them down in front of us he asked, "So Roxie, what are you going to do about a job?" 

"I don't know Sammy. I guess I'll just have to start looking." Roxanne paused. "Its complicated by the fact that I am going to school. I need a job that has some flexible hours." 

I smiled at Roxanne. "I haven't wanted to say anything, but I have noticed that you've missed a couple of classes lately." 

Roxanne frowned at me. "Be careful wise guy." "She leaned over and kissed me on my cheek. "I've had a little distraction in my life during the last few days." 

I grinned at her. "I know, maybe once were married we can settle into a routine and get back to the day to day business of living normal lives." 

Roxanne hugged me. "Sweetheart, the idea of living a normal day to day life with you is really appealing." She paused. "But I still have to find a job. Willie what am I going to do?" 

Sammy looked at us. "Hey I can maybe help you guys out."

We both looked at Sammy. 

"I can call Bob Overton for you. He's always looking for attractive women to work as receptionists." 

Roxanne wrinkled her forehead. "Who's Bob Overton?" 

Sammy laughed. "You ever hear of Bob's Auto Ranch?" 

I nodded. "Sure, he's that guy that owns all those new car dealerships. He's the guy on television who says come on down to my ranch, we'll rope you into the best new car deal in town." 

Sammy smiled. "That's Bob." 

Roxanne looked at Sammy. "How do you know him Sammy?" 

"We went to high school together. We played on the same football team. We've been friends for years. He still comes into the bar every once in a while." 

"Do you really think he'd hire me?" 

"Honey I am sure he would hire you." 

Roxanne tilted her head. "Why are you so sure?" 

Sammy smiled. "Let's see, how can I put this so I don't embarrass anyone. " He paused to think. "You might say that Bob appreciates young women with certain attributes. Attributes you're well endowed with Roxie." As he said this, Sammy nodded towards Roxanne's ample chest." 

Roxanne laughed. "You mean he's a breast man." 

Sammy nodded. "He sure is honey." 

Roxanne shook her head. "Sammy there are lots of girls out there that have figures like mine. That won't guarantee me a job." 

"Your right Roxie, but I know something else about Bob." 

"What's that Sammy." 

Sammy took a deep breath. "Boy I really have to be careful about how I say this." He stopped to think, finally he looked at both of us. "Listen, I know you guys pretty well." He turned to Roxanne. "Roxie you and I have been friends for a very long time."  

Roxanne nodded. "That's true Sammy, you're one of my best friends." 

"Well Roxie I've observed that you kind of like...." He paused. "How can I say this. You kind of like using your mouth to take care of a guy. You know what I mean?" 

Roxanne blushed. "Sammy!" 

Sammy laughed. "Honey your reputation aint exactly a secret in this place. Your blowjobs are famous around here." He turned to me. "And I've had enough talks with Peewee here to know that he aint all that upset about your having a little extracurricular fun once in a while." 

Roxanne shrugged her shoulders. "Okay, you're right. All of that is true. What's this got to do with my getting a job?" 

Sammy laughed. "Roxanne, let's just say that Bob is well known for appreciating a little special attention from his young female employees." 

"Sammy are you saying that if I get a job at this place, I am going to be expected to suck some cocks while I'm at work?" 

Sammy put his hands up. "Hey Roxie, I'm sorry. I was just trying to help. I didn't mean to offend nobody." 

Roxanne smiled at Sammy. "Hey its all right sweetheart, I'm not offended. I know you're trying to help." She paused and thought for a moment. "Does he pay well?" 

I looked at Roxanne. "Honey your not really considering this are you?" 

Roxanne shrugged. "I don't know." She looked at me. "Willie I really do need a job and..." She stopped and giggled. "Sammy is right, I do have a thing for sucking cocks."

She thought for a moment and sighed. "Sweetheart this might be a great job for me. I think I should at least check it out." She turned back to Sammy. "Does he pay well?" 

Sammy nodded his head. "Roxie, Bob is a very generous man." 

Roxanne took a deep breath. "That settles it then. Sammy I would appreciate it if you gave him a call." 

"You got it doll. I'll go call him right now." 

Sammy walked over and picked up his telephone. While he was making the call Roxanne turned and looked at me. 

I was shaking my head. 

Roxanne laughed. "Peewee, just think about all of the fun you're going to have fantasizing about what I'm doing while I'm at work." She leaned over and licked my ear. At the same time she whispered. "I really hope it turns out to be more than a fantasy. I'm getting wet just thinking about having a job where I get to suck my bosses big dick every day." 

Sammy hung up the telephone and walked back over to us. "Bob is very interested in interviewing you. He said that he has openings for two receptionists right now. There is one problem. He's leaving town in the morning and won't be back until next Wednesday, so the interview won't take place until then." He smiled at Roxanne. "You have an appointment at his main office at 9:00 AM next Wednesday. Can you make that Roxie?" 

Roxanne leaned over the bar and kissed Sammy. "Baby you can bet you sweet ass I'll be there." She turned to me. "Peewee, I fully intend to give Bob a personal demonstration of my cock sucking skills during the interview." 

I looked at Roxanne, shook my head and turned to Sammy, "Sammy my friend I think you may have created a monster."



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 09



Note: This story is the ninth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous eight episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.



Roxanne and I were enjoying a quiet engagement celebration at Sammy's when suddenly we heard a booming voice behind us.

"Roxie Mitchell!" 

Both Roxanne and I turned. Roxanne's face lit up. "Vic Roberts, long time no see." 

Vic walked over to us. At about 6'2", he was a very handsome middle aged man. His blonde hair, dark tan and well muscled athletic body drew the attention of every woman in the bar. 

He grabbed Roxanne and kissed her on the mouth. She kissed him back. There was no hesitation on Roxanne's part. She was obviously very excited to see Vic. 

When they finally broke off their kiss Roxanne said, "So Vic where've you been keeping yourself? I haven't seen you in over a year." 

Vic laughed. "Roxie, didn't you hear? I got married. It was almost a year ago today."

"Well that explains where you've been." She paused and looked at Vic. "How come your out tonight?" 

Vic laughed some more. "Hey baby, you know how it is. You keep looking at the same woman night after night, you start getting a little bored. Sometimes you need to go out looking for a little variety." 

Roxanne thought for a moment, finally she raised her eyebrows and said, "Really."

Vic nodded. "Really." 

They stared at each other for a moment. You could actually feel the electricity in the air. 

Finally Roxanne broke the spell. She turned to me. "Vic this is my fiancé, Peewee." Roxanne said Peewee very slowly. It was almost as though she was trying to make the name even more demeaning that it already was. 

Vic looked at me and grinned. "Peewee?" He gave me a smug look. "Nice name." After a moment, He put out his hand. "Nice to meet you.......Peewee." 

Vic turned back to Roxanne. "You said fiancé, right? I guess that means you're out of circulation." 

Roxanne smiled. "Not at all honey. Peewee doesn't mind if I party with other guys." She turned to me. "Isn't that right Peewee." 

I was embarrassed. I couldn't make eye contact with Vic. I kind of mumbled. "That's right dear." 

Vic laughed. "Well isn't this an interesting situation." He eyed me for a second or two and then he said, "Peewee, I gotta say that you're a real generous guy." 

The bar stool on the other side of Roxanne was empty. She patted it. "Sit down big guy, let's catch up on old times.?" 

Roxanne leaned over and whispered into my ear. "Baby I'm feeling really horny tonight. Do you mind if I have a party with Vic?" 

I smiled at Roxanne. I knew what I should say. I knew that I should tell her, Yes I do mind. We just got engaged. You should spend the night partying with me. Sadly, I couldn't do that. The fact was, I didn't want to do that. I was getting excited. The thrill from the humiliation of having my fiancé make love to another man on the night that I proposed to her was almost intoxicating. 

So instead of objecting I meekly hung my head and said, "Roxanne it's your right to have a party with any man you choose at any time you choose." 

Roxanne stared at me. "That was an interesting answer. It sounds to me like want to play our game." She paused for a moment and then she said, "I think I would enjoy doing that. Peewee is that what you want? Do you want to play our game tonight?" 

I nodded and quietly answered, "Yes Mistress Roxanne." 

Roxanne took a deep breath. "Oh Peewee I think this might be a lot of fun. I'm feeling really kinky right now. The thought of making you my little sissy bitch on the night you proposed to me is getting me really excited." She laughed. " I think I might have to be just a little extra nasty to you tonight." 

Suddenly Roxanne stopped. She leaned over and kissed my cheek. "Don't forget that this is just a game okay baby?' I love you more than anyone in the world, please remember that." 

Roxanne thought for a moment. "Baby if I get too excited and get carried away," she paused, "you know what I mean, if I get a little too cruel, here's what I want you to do. I want you to call me Roxie. If you call me Roxie I'll stop and we can talk about what's going on. If Vic is there, "She giggled, "Get ready sweetheart, I'm going to humiliate you in front of another man tonight. If Vic is there, we can go into the other room and talk. Okay baby?"

I nodded. 

She looked at me. "Pussyboy are you excited about this?"

I took a deep breath. "Yes Mistress Roxanne, I'm very excited."

Roxanne giggled. "Peewee this is going to be so much fun." She whispered into my ear. "I am going to flirt with Vic and ignore you for a while. I want you to suffer a little pussyboy."

Roxanne turned her back to me and started to chat with her old friend. Both of them ignored me completely while they brazenly flirted with each other.

I timidly sat on my bar stool and tried to watch Vic and Roxanne out of the corner of me eye. I was afraid to look directly at them. I didn't want them to think I was trying to intrude on their conversation. 

They continued to openly flirt with each other. As I watched them I had a sad thought. If someone was trying to pick out the couple in the bar who had just become engaged to be married, they probably would have picked Vic and Roxanne rather than Roxanne and me. 

I sighed, this was the life I was choosing. This was what life with Roxanne was going to be like. When I proposed to Roxanne, she told me that she wouldn't be willing or able to remain faithful to me. Now just one hour after my proposal she was giving me a full demonstration of that fact. 

I kept trying to steal covert glances at Roxanne as she fawned over her newest lover. My fiancé loved men. She loved sex. She obviously loved the chase. Roxanne was not only a chronic slut, she was a chronic flirt. 

Roxanne and Vic's conversation became increasingly intimate. They started giggling like two lovers sharing a secret. As that thought occurred to me I smiled. That was probably exactly what was happening. 

Roxanne leaned over and whispered into Vic's ear. He laughed, looked over her shoulder at me and scrutinized me with his eyes. He was appraising me, sizing me up. He was measuring my masculinity. I wondered if Roxanne had told him that I was wearing a pair of women's panties. I shook my head. If she hadn't already told him, I was certain it was only a matter of time until she did tell him. 

Vic stared at me. He was trying to get me to make eye contact with him. This was clearly the last part of his test. There was a time in my life when a challenge from a virile stud like Vic would have destroyed me. 

It was different now. I was a much stronger person than I used to be. I knew that part of my growth was due to my academic success in college; but that wasn't the main reason. The real source of my new strength was Roxanne. She inspired me. She made me confident about who I was. We fed on each other. We nurtured each other. We made each other stronger. 

As I contemplated Vic's challenge I knew I could easily meet his stare, but I realized that I didn't want to. In this situation, being a man was not the appropriate role for me. In this situation, my role was to be a wimp. I was Roxanne's wimp. This was her moment to shine. It was her moment to be strong and dominant. It was my turn to be a submissive sissy who allows other men to take his fiancé for their own personal pleasure. 

I looked into Vic's eyes and immediately shrank from his challenge. I became a pathetic wimp. I quietly surrendered to the will of this macho stud who was taking my woman. 

I've been a pussy all my life. I understand the role very well. I timidly sat next to my fiancé as she openly flirted with this man. When he challenged me with his stare, I wilted. I did what Roxanne expected me to do. I looked away in shame. 

Vic smiled when he saw me staring at the floor. He now understood that I would never be a challenge to him. He now knew that he could have Roxanne whenever he wanted her.

Vic chose to test his power immediately. He leaned over and kissed Roxanne. Roxanne opened her mouth and kissed him back. It was obvious that they were using their tongues. 

This was the type of public display of lust that is often embarrassing to others. It was the kind of performance that causes people to make jokes like "Get a room". 

After several seconds Roxanne and Vic broke off their kiss. Roxanne whispered into Vic's ear. He nodded and they stood up. As they stood, Vic put his arm around Roxanne. He was removing any doubt about who her partner was for the rest of this night. 

Roxanne turned to me. Her lipstick was smeared and her hair was mussed. She smiled at me. "Vic and I are going back to our apartment for a little party. You want to come along?" She laughed. "We could use someone to serve us drinks." 

She said this last part in a voice loud enough so that most of the people in the bar could hear her. 

Suddenly I noticed that the entire bar was silent. I looked around. Everyone was watching us. Roxanne glanced around and noticed the same thing. She smiled at me. As she smiled I realized that I was about to be publicly humiliated. 

"Peewee, pay the bill. I'll be riding with Vic. On your way home, you'd better stop and buy some more beer." She turned to Vic. "You drink Budweiser don't you baby?" 

Vic nodded. "That's my favorite." 

"Peewee, be sure you buy Bud." Roxanne paused, "You'd better buy a twelve pack, I suspect my stud and I are going to be working up a big thirst." 

She turned and kissed Vic. 

As this interchange was taking place both Roxanne and I understood that we were establishing a new reputation at Sammy's. Roxanne was going to be a married woman who was freely available to other men. I was going to be her pussy husband who allowed her to party with other men. 

I don't know if Roxanne had planned this, or if this was just a fortunate outcome of tonight's game. In either case it made Sammy's a place that Roxanne could now easily continue to use as a source for future lovers. 

Roxanne grabbed Vic's hand. "Come on baby, it's party time for you and me." 

They started for the door. Suddenly Roxanne stopped and turned back to me. "Peewee, I'm out of condoms. Would you be a sweetheart and stop at the drug store and pick up a package on your way home." She looked at Vic. "Peewee, Vic's a real man, you'd better get magnums." 

Roxanne was about to turn and leave, but she stopped. There was now an evil grin on her face. "Peewee, you should buy some condoms for yourself to." Who knows, maybe someday I'll let you get lucky. " She winked at me. "You'd better get your own, Vic's magnums will be way too big for you." She giggled. "You need to buy some petites." 

The entire bar erupted into laughter. Roxanne grabbed Vic and left. I turned to Sammy and paid the bill as quickly as I could. I was humiliated. I couldn't get out of there fast enough.

As I approached my car I looked over at Roxanne and Vic. Vic had Roxanne pressed up against the side of his truck. They were locked in a passionate embrace. Vic had his hand inside of Roxanne's blouse. 

I got into my car and started it up. Roxanne and Vic broke off their kiss and got into Vic's truck. As I drove out of Sammy's parking lot I noticed that Roxanne's head had already disappeared from view. 

I stopped at the drugstore on my way to Roxanne's apartment. When I got inside I was horrified to see that there was a very attractive 18 year old girl behind the counter. 

I walked up to her. "I need to buy two dozen condoms. I need a dozen magnums and a dozen petites." 

The clerk started to laugh. "Well, we have the magnums right over here." She paused, "Are Trojan's okay?" 

I nodded. "They'll be just fine." 

She giggled. "I've never heard of petites." 

Her next comment was as embarrassing to me as anything I could possibly imagine. She looked me right in the eyes and said, "I assume the petites are for you." 

I was totally disarmed by her comment. I didn't know what to say. To my absolute horror I heard myself answering, "Yes they are." 

The clerk shook her head. "We have regulars, will they be too big?" 

At this point I was completely humiliated. I just barely managed to stammer out an answer. "Those will be fine." 

I paid for the condoms. The clerk put them into a bag and I fled from the store as quickly as I could. 

As I got into my car I realized that Roxanne and Vic had set me up. I was quite certain that petite condoms didn't exist. As I drove to Roxanne's apartment I remembered that she told me she was going to be extra nasty to me tonight. 

After leaving the drugstore I stopped at a liquor store and bought two twelve packs of Budweiser. I thought that I might as well stock up. Roxanne and I both liked beer. I also thought it was possible that Vic might become a regular guest at our apartment. 

I pulled into the parking lot of Roxanne's building. As I got out of my car I realized that I should start calling it our building. Habits change slowly for me. 

I grabbed the two twelve packs of Bud and headed into to our apartment. When I got to the door I found that it was locked, so I set the beer down, pulled out my key and let myself in. 

I picked up the beer and entered the apartment. Roxanne and Vic were standing in the middle of the living room kissing. Vic's hand was under Roxanne's blouse. He was fondling her breast. Roxanne was massaging Vic's crotch. 

Roxanne broke off the kiss and turned to me. She was furious. "Who the fuck gave you permission to come in?" 

Roxanne's reaction caught me by surprise. I started to stammer. "I live here. I ah....." 

Roxanne walked over and slapped me hard across the face. "Pussyboy, you know very well that I'm entertaining. When I'm entertaining you must always knock and wait for me to give you permission to enter." She shook her head. "For goodness sake, you might walk in while I'm sucking my lover's cock. You're rude intrusion could destroy our mood." 

I stared at the floor. "I'm sorry Mistress. I didn't mean to be rude." 

Roxanne smiled. "I understand Peewee. Everyone makes mistakes. I'll give you another chance. Go outside and try again" 

I looked at her. I had a puzzled expression on my face. 

She put her hands on her hips. "Peewee, are you stupid? I shouldn't have to fucking repeat myself, should I? Now go outside and try again." 

Vic was quietly chuckling as I opened the door and went back out.

Roxanne yelled, "Close the door behind you." 

As soon as the door closed I knocked. 

I heard Roxanne say, "Yes, who is it?" 

I shook my head. It was definitely game time. "It's me, Willie." 

Roxanne called back, "Go away, I don't know anyone named Willie." 

I heard laughter on the other side of the door." 

I stood for a moment. I didn't know what to do. Finally I knocked again. 

"Who is it?" 

"It's me, Peewee." 

There was more laughter on the other side of the door. 

"What do you want?" 

"I would like to come in." 

There was a pause. I could hear whispering. Finally Roxanne said, "Why should we let you in?" She was laughing so hard she could barely speak. 

"I live here." 

"That's not a good enough reason. What will you do for us if we let you in?" 

I shook my head. I felt like a little kid being kept out of the neighborhood clubhouse. I knew what to say. Roxanne was going to make me debase myself before she let me back in. 

"I will wait on you and be your slave." 

"Beg" 

"I don't understand." 

"Sure you do, Beg." 

Roxanne and Vic were having fun. 

"Roxanne, Please let me come in." 

"Roxanne? isn't that awfully familiar?" 

"Mistress Roxanne, please let me come in." 

"What will you do for us?" 

"Anything you ask." 

"Anything?' 

"Yes Anything." 

The door opened. "Peewee, you may enter." 

Vic and Roxanne were giggling as I picked up the beer and walked into the kitchen. 

Roxanne called to me while I was putting the beer in the refrigerator. "Pussyboy strip down to your panties. I want my lover to see you in all your sissy glory. When you're properly attired, pour two beers into glasses and serve them to us on a tray."

When I finished putting the beer in the refrigerator I went into the bedroom and stripped down to my panties. As I was taking off my trousers, I thought to myself that being made to wear women's underpants in front of a man who is about to fuck the woman you love might be one of the most humiliating things a person could possibly be required to do. 

I shook my head as I walked back into the kitchen. I wasn't embarrassed. In fact, at this moment I was as sexually excited as I've ever been in my entire life. I didn't understand why I reacted this way, but it really didn't matter. Roxanne, Vic and I all seemed to be having a good time. If other people wanted to judge us and call us perverts, that's their problem. We're not hurting anyone. 

I opened the refrigerator and took out three beers. I set three glasses on a tray and started to open the bottles. 

Suddenly I felt Roxanne put her arms around me and kiss my cheek. "Is everything going okay sweetheart?" 

I turned. "She kissed me on the mouth. It was a long passionate kiss. When Roxanne was done she said, "Willie I love you so much." 

I smiled. "I love you to Roxanne." 

"Sorry about the door thing. I think it might have gotten a little out of hand." 

I laughed. "No, I thought it was pretty creative. I enjoyed it." I paused. "Where's Vic?"

"He's in the bathroom. He had to pee." She looked at me. "Willie, are you having fun?" 

I nodded. "I was just thinking about that. Yes Roxanne, I can't understand why, but I am having a wonderful time." 

Roxanne sighed. "Baby so am I. Here feel me." She took my hand and put it between her legs under her skirt. "Pull my panties aside; feel my pussy." 

I slipped my fingers under her panties. She was soaking wet. 

She looked down at my panties. My little clittie was making a tent. Roxanne laughed. "You're just as turned on as I am." 

I grinned. "Sweetheart, were just a couple of pervs." 

Roxanne kissed me. "Its a good thing we found each other." She looked at the three glasses on the try. "Don't bring out a beer for yourself. I am not going to let you drink in front of my lover." She kissed me again. "If you want a beer just keep it in the kitchen." 

I looked at her for a moment. "What will happen if I do bring a beer out for myself?" 

Roxanne raised her eyebrows. "I guess I'd have to spank you." 

"Really? Is that a promise." 

"Peewee, do you want me to spank you?' 

"Sounds like fun to me." 

"Be careful, if I spank you I am going to use Vic's belt and I am going to hit you hard." 

I took a deep breath. "I'll bet you can't make me call you Roxie." 

Roxanne's mouth dropped open. "Peewee, is that a challenge?" 

I nodded. There was a big grin on my face as I answered her. "I think it is." 

"Hey Roxie, Where are you?" It was Vic calling from the living room. 

Roxanne kissed my forehead and said, "My stud calls. I' better get back to him." As she left she giggled. "Baby this is so much fun."



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 10



Note: This story is the tenth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous nine episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.



I opened two bottles of beer and poured each of them into a glass, one for Vic and one for Roxanne. When I was done I looked at the third bottle and glass. After a moment I decided to go ahead and also pour it. Getting spanked by Roxanne while her lover watched seemed like a pretty hot idea to me. 

I set up the tray and walked into the living room. Vic and Roxanne were sitting on the couch making out. Roxanne looked up at me as I approached . When she saw the tray with three glasses of beer she smiled. 

I set the tray on the coffee table in front of Roxanne and Vic. As I set it down, Roxanne said, "Peewee I count three glasses. One is for me and one is for my stud, Vic. Who is the other beer intended for?" 

"It's for me mistress." 

Roxanne laughed. "For you? What would make you think that it would be okay for a pussy wimp like you to drink beer with a man like Vic?" 

I played my role. I became nervous and started to stammer. "I ah I don't know mistress. I guess I just thought it would be okay." 

"Well it's not okay, and who the fuck gave you permission to think?" Roxanne shook her head. "Peewee your arrogance is intolerable. You have to be punished."

Roxanne stood up. She turned to Vic. "Baby can I borrow your belt." 

Vic looked at Roxanne. "What for?" 

"Peewee has insulted us. He needs to be spanked." 

Vic laughed. "No fucking shit? You're really going to spank him?' 

"It's the only way he'll learn to behave properly." 

Vic stood up and took off his belt. "I gotta see this." 

Roxanne took Vic's belt and doubled it up. She walked over to a large stuffed chair, turned to me and wiggled her finger. "Peewee come her." 

I was starting to get nervous. I realized that I might have been just a little bit too cocky. Roxanne could hurt me with Vic's belt. I took a deep breath and very timidly walked over to Roxanne." 

"Pull your panties down and lay across the arm of the chair." 

I did as I was told, but I was now intimidated. Actually, I was afraid. As I lay across the arm of the chair I looked over at Vic. He was fascinated as he watched this scene unfold in front of him. 

Roxanne slapped my naked butt. "Nice tush Peewee." She laughed. "I'm going to turn it bright red." 

Roxanne slowly walked around the chair. "Peewee, why are you being punished?"

"I don't know mistress." 

She stopped and looked at me. "Yes you do." Suddenly she turned and pulled her arm back. Whap! She hit my ass with Vic's belt. She'd obviously held back. This first stroke really didn't hurt very much. 

Vic laughed. "This is fucking great. Come on Roxie you can hit the wimp harder than that." 

Roxanne took a deep breath and pulled her arm back again. Whap! I winced. She did hit me harder, a lot harder. This one hurt. 

Roxanne saw my reaction to the pain. A half smile formed on her lips. She was enjoying this. 

She walked over and pulled Vic off the couch. "Kiss me baby." 

As they kissed Roxanne placed Vic's hand under her skirt between her legs. 

Vic laughed as he felt Roxanne's wet pussy. "Baby you are hot." 

"Rub me sweetheart. Get me even hotter." 

They kissed and fondled each other for several minutes while I lay on the chair with my panties around my knees waiting for more punishment. 

Finally Roxanne stepped away from Vic and turned to me. "Why are you being punished pussyboy?" There was a breathless quality to Roxanne's voice. She was obviously very aroused. 

I was intimidated and I was scared, but I was also excited. I still wanted more. 

"I don't know Mistress." 

Roxanne smiled. "I think you do Peewee. I think you're just being difficult. It's time that I show you what happens to little pussyboys who are difficult." There was an edge to Roxanne's voice that I'd never heard before. As I lay across the chair, I realized that her lust wasn't the only passion that was inflamed. She also had a sadistic streak that was now fully awake." 

Roxanne pulled her arm back. I braced my self for the coming blow. Roxanne struck. I grunted as the belt hit me. It hurt. Roxanne pulled the belt back and hit me again. Each blow was becoming increasingly painful. 

Vic egged her on. "Come on Roxie, you can hit him harder than that." 

Roxanne struck me three more times. Each stroke was more powerful than the previous one. 

I was in pain. I started to whimper. Roxanne heard me and smiled. "Well pussyboy maybe now you're ready to tell me why you're being punished." 

As I looked up at Roxanne I realized that there were tears running down my cheeks. 

Vic saw them and started laughing. "The little wimp is crying. Nice work Roxie." 

Roxanne repeated her question. "Peewee, tell me why you're being punished." 

"Because I was arrogant and forgot my place." 

"What is your place Peewee?" 

"Serving you and your stud." 

Roxanne smiled. "That's a good boy." She reached down and picked me up. "Peewee I don't like to have to punish you. When I do, it's for your own good. Now pull up your panties and go wash your face." 

As I was pulling up my panties Roxanne said, "Oh and take this third glass of beer away." She shook her head. "Peewee, a slave must always remember his proper place." 

I carried my beer into the kitchen. I drank it as soon as the door was closed. After that ordeal I needed a beer. The punishment was fun, but having Vic there cheering Roxanne on while she was spanking me with his belt was pretty humiliating. The entire scene fell into that, be careful what you ask for because you might just get it category. 

After I drank the beer I went into the bathroom and quickly washed my face. When I was done I returned to the living room. 

Roxanne was on her knees. Vic was standing in front of her. His shirt and pants were lying across the arm of the chair that had just recently served as the platform for my punishment. 

Roxanne was pulling his cock out of his underwear. When she heard me come in she said, "Peewee I am glad your back. You can straighten Vic's shirt and pants so they don't get wrinkled. Oh and baby, you should watch us. This is a good chance for you to see what a real man's dick looks like." 

I picked up Vic's trousers and fixed them so that they were folded along the crease. As I was doing this Roxanne took Vic's cock out of his boxer shorts. It was still soft.

She grinned at me and laughed. "Peewee, Vic's dick isn't even hard yet and it's already three times bigger than yours is when it's fully erect." 

Roxanne started to play with Vic's cock. As she played with it started to grow. 

She giggled. "Peewee, penises are such wonderful inventions. When you don't need them they get little so that they can be easily stored. When you want to use them all you have to do is stroke them a little and they get nice and big and fun to play with."  

When I was done folding Vic's clothes Roxanne slipped the strap of her blouse down, exposed her left breast and looked at me. "Peewee Vic loves my big tits." 

Roxanne thought for a moment then she asked me "Peewee, I think Vic might like it if I rubbed the head of his cock on my tits." She grinned at me. "Why don't you ask him." 

I stood there like an idiot. I was speechless. I wasn't exactly sure what to do. 

Roxanne raised her voice. "I don't want to have to get the belt again. Ask my lover if he would like to have me rub the head of his beautiful cock on my tits." 

I very quietly said, "Would you like to have Roxanne...." 

Roxanne jumped on me. "Who the fuck do you think you're talking to? Vic is my stud, address him properly." 

I started again. "Vic......." 

"That is not the proper way to address him. Try again Peewee." 

Vic was starting to laugh. 

I suddenly realized what Roxanne wanted. I tried again. "Master Vic..." 

Roxanne smiled at me. "Much better Peewee. Now speak up so we can hear you." 

I started over again. "Master Vic, would you like to have my Mistress rub the head of your cock on her breasts." 

"Beautiful cock Peewee. Be specific, say beautiful cock. Now try again," 

"Master Vic would you like to have my Mistress rub the head of your beautiful cock on her breasts." 

"You must think my breasts are ugly, try again." 

"Master Vic would you like to have my Mistress rub the head of your beautiful cock on her beautiful breasts." 

Vic was laughing so hard that he could barely answer me. Finally he managed to say, "Yea Peewee, I would love that. Tell her to go ahead." 

I looked at Roxanne. "Mistress, Master Vic says he would like it if you rubbed the head of his beautiful cock on your beautiful breasts." 

Roxanne smiled at me. "Thank you Peewee. I think I'll do that." 

Vic looked at me and smiled while Roxanne rubbed the engorged head of his erect penis on her nipples.

As Roxanne rubbed Vic's cock on her breasts it started to arch upward. Vic was indeed a breast man. 

Roxanne started to giggle. "Peewee, look at Vic's cock. It's getting even harder." She started to stroke it faster. Vic's eyes were closed. He was enjoying himself. 

My attention was riveted on Roxanne. She was mesmerized by this huge penis. I was envious as I watched the two of them enjoy each other. I wished that I had a cock like Vic's. I longed to be able to get Roxanne that excited. 

Vic's breathing started to get quicker. He was moving his hips in rhythm with Roxanne's hands. 

Roxanne aimed his cock at her face. She was trying to make him cum. 

Suddenly Vic stopped moving and gasped. A huge spurt of semen shot from the tip of his penis and hit Roxanne's lips. Roxanne kept stroking him. Vic continued to ejaculate. Several more spurts of cum hit Roxanne's chin and chest. 

Gradually the intensity of his ejaculation diminished, but Roxanne continued milking him anyway. As she milked him, large drops of semen oozed from the tiny mouth in the head Vic's softening cock. Roxanne lasciviously leaned forward and licked up all of the dripping cum.

When she was done, Roxanne turned and faced me. Vic's semen was dripping from her mouth and chin. There were also several large streaks on her breasts. 

I knew what was coming. I'd already tasted Ted's cum. I was about to taste Vic's. 

Roxanne smiled at me. "Peewee come here. " 

I walked over to Roxanne. 

"Peewee you know what you have to do now don't you." 

"Yes Mistress." 

I leaned forward and started to lick Vic's cum off of Roxanne's chin. 

Vic stared in awe. Finally he shook his head and said; "Holy shit, that's fucking amazing." 

Roxanne made me lick up every drop of Vic's cum. I smiled to myself as I realized that I was starting to get used to the taste and consistency of semen. 

When I was done Roxanne turned to Vic. "Baby sit on the couch and watch television for a few minutes. Peewee will get you another beer." She turned to me and snapped her fingers. 

As I was going into the kitchen I heard her continue. 

"I'm going to go into the bedroom. I want to slip into something a little sexier for you. When I'm done changing, Peewee will come and get you." 

While I was in the kitchen Vic and Roxanne got quiet. I assumed that they were kissing. After a moment I heard Roxanne's voice again. "Honey when you come into the bedroom I'm going to suck that big cock of yours. When It is nice and hard I am going to let you fuck me and cum in my pussy." 

As I heard this, I wondered why I had to stop and buy condoms on my way home. 

When I brought Vic's beer into the living room Roxanne was already in the bedroom. I set the glass on the table next to him. It's a very unsettling feeling to wait on your fiancé's naked lover when she's not in the room. 

I stayed in character. It was important. "Here's your beer Master Vic." 

He laughed. "Thanks Peewee." 

I walked over to the television and turned it on. I found a college football game. "Master Vic, will this be okay?" 

"Yea Peewee, that will be great." 

"Is there anything else I can get for you?" 

"No, I'm fine." 

"Then if you will excuse me I am going to join Mistress Roxanne in the bedroom." 

Vic took a sip of his beer and smiled. "Yea Peewee you go do that." 

I walked into the bedroom. Roxanne already had her top off. 

"Peewee this is so hot. I'm having so much fun." She looked at me. "Honey I hope you are to." She paused for a minute. "Did I hurt you when I spanked you?" 

I laughed. "Yes you did." 

Roxanne frowned. "Oh baby I'm so sorry." 

I shook my head. "you don't have to be sorry. I think hurting me was the idea. It was kind of tough at the time, but when I think about it now, it's pretty erotic." 

Roxanne smiled. "Peewee I am so glad you feel that way. I got really excited when I was doing it." She paused. "I want to do it again sometime, can I?" 

"I laughed. Yes, but not tonight." 

Roxanne giggled. "That's okay. I think Vic is going to keep me pretty busy for the rest of the night." 

Roxanne stopped and looked at me. Then she got up on her hands and knees and pulled her skirt up. "Peewee we have a few minutes while Vic is recovering. It would really feel nice if you'd make love to my ass with your tongue" 

As I took Roxanne's panties off I said, "Mistress that's an order you won't have to repeat."



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 11



Note: This story is the eleventh episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous ten episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.


I was only allowed to lick Roxanne's ass for a few precious moments. Just when we were both starting to get excited she stopped me. "Peewee we mustn't forget our guest." 

She got up, went to her dresser, pulled out a lacey black slip and held it up. "Peewee do you think Vic will find this sexy?" 

I smiled. "Yes, Mistress. I think your lover will find that very sexy." 

Roxanne looked at me. "Peewee do you want me to look sexy for Vic?" 

I nodded. "Yes Mistress, I do." 

Roxanne smiled and patted me on the head. "You're such a good boy." 

Roxanne put on her sexy little slip. As she straightened it she said, "Peewee go and get Vic. I'm ready for some serious partying." 

I went into the living room. Vic was watching the football game. 

"Excuse me sir, my Mistress is ready for you." 

Vic stood up. His cock was in that half erect state. It looked very imposing to me. 

I followed him into the bedroom. 

Roxanne was lying across the bed with her feet on the floor. As Vic entered the bedroom she patted the bed in front of her and said, "Baby come here and get on the bed. It's time that I gave that big cock of yours a little more attention." 

As Vic was getting on our bed Roxanne turned to me. "Peewee kneel on the floor at the foot of the bed and watch how a real man takes a woman."

Vic knelt on the bed next to Roxanne's face and held up his cock. "Here Roxie, I think this needs a nice long kiss." 

Roxanne smiled, looked at both Vic me and gave his cock one long slow lick. When she was done she smiled at each of us again and said "Big cocks are a girls best friend" 

Both Vic and I started laughing. Roxanne giggled, put Vic's cock into her mouth and started sucking it. 

Vic stopped laughing, took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He was obviously enjoying Roxanne's blowjob. 

Roxanne worked slowly. She wasn't in a hurry. All of her attention was focused on giving Vic pleasure. She used the same technique I saw her use with Ted. Her hands and mouth worked in tandem. Sometimes she stroked the shaft of Vic's cock, sometimes she fondled his balls. 

As I watched I envied Vic. Roxanne was obviously enamored with his huge cock. As she sucked him she was so completely absorbed in what she was doing that it almost seemed that she was bewitched by Vic's magnificent penis.

Suddenly Roxanne sat up. "Vic honey I want to feel this big cock inside my pussy." She gently pushed him down onto the bed and climbed on top of him. 

I watched awe as Roxanne straddled Vic and slowly lowered herself onto his erect penis. She was aroused. Her cunt was very wet. She had no trouble taking all of his enormous erection. 

Once Vic was completely inside her, Roxanne stopped. She was obviously taking a moment to enjoy the sensation of having that huge penis buried inside her. 

Her first movement was a nearly imperceptible rocking motion. As she rocked back and forth the range of her motion slowly grew. Soon she added an up and down movement and she was fucking Vic in earnest. 

Roxanne's eyes were closed. She was enjoying this. It was clear that my fiancé loved to fuck. 

As I watched Roxanne mate with Vic, pangs of jealousy stabbed me deep in my gut. 

It was one thing to see the woman you love giving another man a blow job. Seeing Roxanne being fucked by another man was something all together different. This was biological. Roxanne was giving something away that was meant to be exclusively reserved for me. 

As I submissively kneeled at the foot of the bed I began to fully comprehend what cuckolding was all about. It was painful, but it was also incredibly exciting. I was wildly aroused. This was the ultimate masochism.

The tempo of Roxanne's movement increased. What had started as a slow waltz was now becoming a fast tango. Suddenly Vic picked Roxanne up. In one powerful motion he gently rolled her off of him and placed her on her knees. He got up his knees and mounted her from behind. He didn't ask permission. Vic was a stud. He took what he wanted. Roxanne didn't object. Her only response was to sigh as she felt him reenter her. 

Vic was now in control. This was what he wanted. He started fucking my fiancé with a savage fury. He was like a magnificent stallion taking a mare. Roxanne was loving it. She squealed with pleasure each time Vic thrust his massive dick into her wet cunt.  

Vic fucked Roxanne faster and faster. He was rough. Roxanne was crazed with pleasure. As Vic fucked her I could see her level of excitement rising. Her eyes were closed. She started panting. 

Suddenly she yelled at Vic. "Fuck me you son of a bitch! Fuck me hard!" 

Vic kept fucking her. 

Roxanne started to moan. Her moans quickly became cries. Suddenly she screamed as an orgasm exploded inside her. Vic didn't stop fucking her. He knew that her screams were cries of pleasure rather than cries of pain. 

Roxanne's body stated to shake as the wave of pleasure ripped through her. Vic didn't care. He just kept fucking her. 

Gradually Roxanne's orgasm started to subside. Vic still didn't care, he just kept fucking her. I watched him in awe. He was like a machine as he kept thrusting that massive dick of his in and out of Roxanne's pussy. 

Soon Roxanne started to moan again. I was amazed, she was building to another orgasm. I smiled to myself. I was in the presence of a true artist. Vic was a bona fide stud. It was easy to see why Roxanne loved fucking him so much. 

Roxanne's had her second orgasm. As it was starting to subside I noticed that Vic was beginning to increase the pace of his thrusts. Suddenly he started fucking Roxanne with an animal frenzy. It was almost as if he'd shifted to another gear. 

Roxanne laid her head on the mattress and bit her lip while her lover savagely pounded his cock in and out of her cunt.

I was just beginning to worry that Vic might be hurting Roxanne when he gasped, took one long powerful thrust and buried his cock deep into Roxanne's cunt and then he stopped moving. His entire body was ridged as he ejaculated his semen into my fiancé's fertile womb. As I watched Vic cum inside Roxanne I realized that at this moment I was becoming a true cuckold.

Roxanne collapsed on the bed and Vic collapsed on top of her. Vic's cock was still buried in Roxanne's cunt. They lay together silently for several minutes. They were two lovers enjoying the afterglow of their sex. 

I continued to obediently kneel at the foot of the bed. I didn't dare move. I was afraid that I might disturb them. 

Vic gradually lost his erection. As his penis softened, it started to slip out of Roxanne.

Roxanne finally took a deep breath and rolled over onto her side. As she moved she rolled Vic off of her back. As soon as he shifted position the head of his cock popped out of Roxanne's cunt. When it slipped out a big glob of semen came with it. 

Both of them rolled onto their backs. Vic put his arm around Roxanne. She laid her head on his shoulder and snuggled up to him.

Pangs of jealousy rolled through me as I watched Vic gently hold my fiancé in his arms. I found it interesting that watching Roxanne and Vic cuddle was more painful than watching them fuck.

For several minutes Roxanne and Vic lay together side by side and enjoyed the feel of their warm naked bodies pressing against each other. 

Roxanne finally broke the silence. She sat up, kissed Vic on his forehead and said, "Big boy, it's time for you to go home to your wife." 

Vic smiled at her and rolled over on his side. He put his arms around Roxanne and gave her a long passionate kiss. When they finally broke apart he turned and sat up on the side of the bed.

I looked at Roxanne. There was a big grin on her face. She was lying on the bed with her legs spread apart. Vic's semen was dripping from her stretched pussy.

Roxanne turned to me. "Peewee fetch Master Vic's clothes." 

I immediately got up, ran into the living room and retrieved Vic's clothing. When I returned to the bedroom I neatly laid them on the foot of the bed for him. 

Vic stood up and started getting dressed. 

Roxanne smiled at me. "Very good Peewee. Now you should thank Master Vic for fucking me." 

I turned to Vic. "Thank you sir for fuck......" 

Roxanne cut me off. "Peewee you're standing up. I don't think that's the proper way for you to show respect to one of my lovers. Get down on your knees and try again."

I did as I was told and got down on my knees. "Master Vic I wish to thank you for fucking Roxanne." 

Vic looked at me. There was a smile on his face. "Peewee, it was my pleasure."

Vic put on his shirt. As he was buttoning it Roxanne said, "Vic that was fun. You've always been a magnificent lover." 

Vic fastened the last button on his shirt, leaned over and kissed Roxanne. "Thank you for a wonderful time. I hope we can have another one of these parties in the very near future." 

Roxanne smiled. "I'd love that." 

She turned to me. "Peewee see Master Vic to the door. Before he leaves write my telephone number on a piece of paper and give it to him." 

She turned back to Vic. "Call me sweetheart." 

Vic nodded. "I definitely will. 

As Vic was going out the door she said, "Vic thank you for letting me include Peewee. 

Vic smiled and nodded to Roxanne. "No problem." 

Vic and I walked into the living room. I found a note pad and pen by the telephone and wrote down both our apartment telephone number and Roxanne's cell phone number. When I was done, I handed the slip of paper to Vic and said, "This has both our apartment number and Roxanne's cell phone number." 

Vic took the paper. "Thanks Peewee." 

He turned to leave. As he was about to open the door he stopped and turned back to me. "Your real name is Willie right?" 

I nodded, "Yes that's right." 

"Willie I don't exactly understand what happened here tonight." He shrugged. "I guess it really doesn't matter. I got to have sex with Roxanne. I suppose that should be enough for me." He paused for a moment. Finally he said, "Willie this is none of my business and you can certainly tell me to fuck off, but I'm curious, did you have fun tonight?" 

I laughed. "Yes Vic, I had a very good time tonight." 

Vic smiled. "I glad. I was kind of worried that there were a couple of times where I might have offended you. I really wasn't sure how I was supposed to act." 

I grinned at him. "You did just fine and you didn't offend me at all." 

"Roxanne was pretty rough on you tonight. I am guessing that you like that." 

"Yeah, I do. I don't really understand it, but..." 

Vic put up a hand. "There's no need to explain buddy. I'm pretty open minded." 

"Thanks." 

"Hey listen, I hope we do this again and if we do maybe we can spend a few minutes talking before we start so I can try to make things a little more fun for you." 

"I'd like that Vic." I laughed. "But I have to admit that Roxanne and I are both new at this stuff. We're kind of making it up as we go along." 

"Yeah I understand." He shrugged. "I just want you to know that I am open to taking a more active role in your game. You just have to tell me what to do." 

"Thanks Vic I appreciate that." 

Vic put out his hand. "It was nice to meet you Willie. You seem like a nice guy. I hope we can become friends." 

I shook Vic's hand. "Thanks, it was nice to meet you to. I'd like to become friends." 

Vic nodded and walked out the door. I closed it when he was gone.

I walked back into the bedroom. Roxanne was lying on the bed. Her legs were lasciviously spread wide open. Vic's cum was still dripping from her cunt. There was a pool of semen on the sheet underneath her. 

She gave me a lewd smile. "Peewee its time for you to show me just what a good little cuckboy you really are." Roxanne laughed. "My stud left a big mess between my legs. It's time for my little cleanup boy to go to work." 

I didn't say anything. I didn't have to. My tiny clittie was making a tent in the front of my panties. Roxanne could see that I was excited. 

I crawled between her legs. 

"Peewee I want you to start by licking up the mess on the sheet." 

I took a deep breath. It's one thing to lick up some streaks of cum on Roxanne's breasts. A pool of semen is much more difficult task. 

I closed my eyes and started. I lapped up a large glob of the cum. I fought the desire to gag as the slimy goo hit my throat. The taste of Vic's semen wasn't the issue. It was actually quite bland. The problem was the consistency. 

Somehow I managed to swallow the first tongue full. Once that was down I licked up another glob. The second mouthful was easier than the first. 

Roxanne watched me as I lapped up Vic's mess. "Baby you're going to make a wonderful cuckold husband." She giggled. "I intend to give you lots and lots of messes like this to clean up." 

I continued licking the sheet. When I was done I looked up at Roxanne. "Mistress, your bed linens are clean." 

She smiled. "Very good Peewee, now lick my pussy clean. I want you to lick every drop of Vic's cum out of my cunt." 

I closed my eyes and worked slowly. I wanted to savor this. Licking semen from Roxanne's well fucked cunt was incredibly erotic for me. I nearly came while I was licking her. 

Roxanne suddenly sat up, pushed me down onto the bed and straddled my face. As she lowered her cunt onto my mouth she said, "Vic has a big cock. He shot his stuff deep inside me. This should help get some more of it out." She giggled. "Peewee you had better get all of Vic's cum. You wouldn't want me to be pregnant with his baby when we get married next Tuesday." 

Roxanne sat on my face. A steady stream of Vic's semen trickled out of her. I swallowed it as fast as I could. 

Gradually the trickle of cum turned into drips . As the drips slowed I turned my attention from licking up semen to pleasuring Roxanne. 

Roxanne gasped as she felt my tongue touch her clit. "Yes Peewee, that's a good boy. It's time for you to make me cum." 

As I licked her engorged clitoris, Roxanne started to rotate her hips. "Sweetheart, that feels so good." 

Her voice was getting that raspy edge to it. I've learned to recognize that as one of the signs that Roxanne was getting excited. 

"Peewee, it's so hot that you're licking my cunt after another man just finished fucking me. Promise me you will do this every time I have a lover." 

Roxanne's breathing was getting faster. It was getting harder for her to talk. 

"Promise me baby! Prom......" Suddenly she screamed. 

Roxanne mashed her cunt into my face as her orgasm exploded inside her. She locked her thighs in an iron grip around my head. Her body shook and she cried, but she didn't release me from her vise like hold. 

Suddenly I realized that I couldn't breathe. I started to get scared. Roxanne was still convulsing above me. She was completely unaware of my plight. I started pushing at her, trying to lift her up so that I could take a breath, but she was completely focused on the pleasure from her orgasm. Her grip held firm. I couldn't move her. 

Just when I thought my lungs were going to burst I felt Roxanne's muscles relax. She slumped forward and released me from the grip of her thighs. I took a deep breath.

We both lay still for several minutes, Finally Roxanne got up, turned around and cuddled up next to me. 

As we lay together Roxanne said, "Willie I had a wonderful evening. Did you enjoy yourself?" 

I laughed. "Yes very much." 

Roxanne kissed me. "I'm so glad. It's important to me. I want you to be able to enjoy this to." She paused. "It was nice of Vic to let you stay in the room. A lot of guys wouldn't do that." 

"Yes, he was nice, I liked him. We talked for a minute before he left." 

"Really? What did you talk about?" 

"He asked me if I enjoyed the evening." 

"What did you tell him?" 

"The truth, I told him I had a wonderful time."

"What did he say to that?" 

"He said he didn't understand, but it didn't really matter. He told me he was an open minded guy. He said that if he gets to fuck you that should be all that matters to him." 

Roxanne nodded her head. "That's interesting." 

"He told me that if we had another party like the one tonight, he'd like to get together and talk first. He wanted to know what to do to make it more fun for me." 

"Would you like that?" 

"Yes, I think I would like it very much." 

Roxanne smiled. "Life just keeps getting more and more interesting." 

I laughed. "Yes it does." 

We lay quietly. We were enjoying being next to each other. We were enjoying the touch of our bodies. 

Finally Roxanne whispered "Peewee, were not done yet. We have one more detail to attend to. I won't let you fuck me tonight. Vic's big cock has my cunt pretty stretched out, so this will have to do. 

Roxanne slid down my body and pulled my panties down. My little cocklet was standing at attention. She started by kissing and licking it. I sighed, it was wonderful. 

A thrill went through me when I felt Roxanne take my penis into her mouth. I concentrated as hard as I could to keep from cumming. I was learning to love being sucked. 

The pleasure built rapidly. I tried as hard as I could to delay it, but my orgasm still came quickly. It was very intense. Roxanne kept my cock in her mouth while I ejaculated. When I was done she slid back up to my face and kissed me. We shared my semen. 

Afterwards I put my arm around Roxanne. She laid her head on my shoulder and cuddIed up to me. 

I took a deep breath and said, "Thank you, that was wonderful." 

Roxanne kissed me. "I enjoyed it to. Giving you blowjobs is becoming one of my favorite things." She kissed me again. "Willie, I love you so much. I am so happy that we're getting married." She sighed, "You're going to be a wonderful husband." 

I hugged Roxanne. "I love you to sweetheart. I'm glad were getting married. I don't think I could ever imagine a better wife." 

We fell asleep in each others arms. It was a wonderful way to end a magnificent day.



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 12



Note: This story is the twelfth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous eleven episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

Thursday morning my alarm clock woke me at 6:00 am. It was a work day. Roxanne and I both had a lot to do. I got up, went into the kitchen and started a pot of coffee. While the coffee was brewing I went into the bathroom and showered and shaved. 

When I was done shaving I went into the bedroom. Roxanne was still sleeping. I opened the curtains. The sun was just coming up. The soft early morning light bathed the room as I walked over to Roxanne's side of the bed and gently kissed her forehead. 

Her eyes slowly opened. She took a moment while the sleep cleared from them and then she stretched her arms and smiled at me. "Good morning Willie." 

I smiled back. "Good Morning Roxanne. It's a beautiful morning and a wonderful day to be alive." 

Roxanne got out of bed. She was naked. She giggled as she ran into the bathroom. "Everyday is a wonderful day when I am with you baby doll." 

I went into the kitchen and poured each of us a cup of coffee. I brought Roxanne's into the bedroom, set it on her makeup table and looked into the bathroom. Roxanne was just stepping out of the shower. 

"Sweetheart, I put a cup of coffee on your makeup table. I'll go start breakfast." 

Roxanne smiled at me "Thanks Willie, an English Muffin and a glass of orange juice will be plenty for me." 

When I heard Roxanne sit down at her makeup table I grabbed my coffee, went into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. I slowly sipped my coffee while she put on her makeup and combed out her hair. 

"You have classes today at Maple Hills don't you?" 

She turned to me and nodded. "Yes I do." She laughed. "I suppose your going to make me go aren't you?" 

I looked at her with a serious expression. "Yes, I am." I paused. "Roxanne you're a very smart woman. I'm going to do everything I can to encourage you to finish college." 

Roxanne stared at me for a moment. She was silent. Finally she got up and walked over to me. There was a tear running down her cheek. "Promise me you'll never leave me Willie." 

I laughed. "Roxanne you don't ever have to worry about that." 

She looked into my eyes. "I don't care. Say it, promise me you'll never leave me." 

I realized that this was serious. "Roxanne, I promise that I will never leave you." After I said it, I smiled at her. "Now tell me what this is all about." 

She stood up and hugged me. "Willie you're the only person I've ever known who really believes in me." She kissed my cheek. "Willie I love you so much." 

I laughed. "Then it's a good thing were getting married" 

Roxanne looked at me. "Willie are you okay about last night? Is this going to work for us?" 

I grabbed Roxanne's hand. "Let's go have some breakfast. We can talk while we eat." 

As soon as we got into the kitchen I pushed the toaster down for the English Muffins. While they were toasting I poured two glasses of orange juice and set out the jam and butter. When the muffins popped up I set them on two plates and put one plate down in front of Roxanne and took the other plate for myself. 

As we ate I said, "You asked me if last night bothered me. Of course it did." I smiled. "As I've said before, that's the idea." I took a deep breath. "Roxanne I had a wonderful time last night. I'll fantasize about parts of the evening for a very long time. I told you last night that Vic and I talked before he left. I liked him. I told him that as far as I was concerned he was welcome to come back again." 

Roxanne looked at me. "Did you really mean that Willie?" 

"Yes I did." I paused. "Do you want him to come back?" 

"Roxanne giggled. "Hell yes! Vic is a wonderful fuck." She stopped. "But not at the risk of losing you." 

"Roxanne, you have told me repeatedly that you don't think you can ever be faithful to one man. If that's true, then you're risking losing me either way. If you cheat on me behind my back, if you lie to me, if you deceive me; you have a much greater chance of losing me. I think we have a better chance of making this work if we are open and honest about your infidelity." I smiled. "Roxanne, the key for us is to communicate, to pay attention to each others feelings, to constantly talk to each other." 

"Do you think we can really do that?" 

I laughed. "May I quote you?" 

Roxanne nodded. 

"Hell yes!" 

We both laughed. 

"I asked you to marry me yesterday didn't I?" 

Roxanne kissed me. "And I accepted your proposal." 

"All right, is that settled for the time being?" 

Roxanne nodded and started giggling. " Yes sir." 

"Okay, back to the key question, do you have a class today?" 

Roxanne grinned. "Yes boss man. I have an English Class at 10:00 and an algebra class at 1:00. I used to have a physics class at 11:00, but my bossy boyfriend told me I could drop it." 

I laughed "That bossy boyfriend of yours must really care about you." 

Roxanne stared at me for a moment. Finally she said, "Yes I believe he does. I think I am a very lucky girl to have found him." 

"Well lucky girl, how about this for a deal? If you go to your English class and your algebra class, your bossy boyfriend will meet you back here after he teaches his afternoon economics class." 

"What will happen then?" 

"He'll take you downtown to Smithson's Jewelry Store and buy you and engagement ring and a wedding band. 

Roxanne stared at me for a moment then she jumped up, ran around the table and hugged me. "Willie that would be wonderful." 

Suddenly Roxanne's expression changed. "Willie we can't afford that. I just lost my job. We don't have any money." 

I looked at Roxanne and smiled. "Whoever told you that we don't have any money. Baby we have lots of money." 

"What do you mean Willie?" 

"I told you that my mom and dad died in a car accident when I was seven." 

"Yes." 

"Well my dad had a large life insurance policy and I also got money from the other driver's insurance company. I ended up getting almost $150,000.00." 

I got very quiet. The death of my parents was still a difficult topic for me. "I went to live with my dad's bachelor brother Albert in Cedar Rapids, Iowa. He raised me. He also invested my money for me. He gave it to Patterson, Wright and Turner. They're a big investment firm in this city." 

I smiled at Roxanne. "When I turned 18 the money was mine to use as I pleased, but I really didn't need it so I left it alone. My uncle Al was a frugal man who taught me to be careful with money. I started working when I was 16. I used my wages to buy the things I needed. My uncle also made me apply myself in school. My grades were excellent. I earned a scholarship that paid all my college expenses. 

I took a deep breath. "When I was 19, my uncle passed away. He left me everything he had including his farm. I sold the farm to the neighbors and also invested that money." 

Roxanne pursed her lips for a moment and asked, "Willie how much money do you have?" 

I grinned at Roxanne and held up my hand. "Just a minute, I'm not done yet." 

"What do you mean?" 

"Roxanne, be patient. Just listen." 

"Okay." 

"My investment firm has a whiz kid by the name of Steven Wagner. He specializes in finding new companies with lots of potential for success. Two years ago he invested some of my money in a company called Bentine Pharmaceutical." 

I started to chuckle, this was the fun part of the story. "It was a huge success. The stock price went through the roof. I made a lot of money." 

"Willie, please tell me, just how much money do you have?" 

"No Roxanne, your question should be just how much money do we have. We're getting married. Everything I have is also going to be yours." 

"Okay Willie, how much money do we have?" 

"Just over three million dollars." 

Roxanne jumped up. "No fucking way." 

I laughed. "No I'm not kidding. We have just over three million dollars." 

Roxanne thought for a minute and then she said, "Willie were rich." 

I smiled. "Yes Roxanne, we are." 

Roxanne looked a me for a moment. "Willie if you have so much money how come you drive that old Toyota and live in that tiny apartment." 

I laughed. "I told you my uncle taught me to be frugal." I shrugged. "Roxanne, material things don't mean much to me. That old Toyota is just fine. I also have a plan." 

"What's your plan?" 

"In today's economy three million dollars really isn't a lot of money." 

"Willie that's not true. Three million dollars is a huge amount of money." 

"It's a good start, but its just a start. My plan is to work hard and be frugal for the next few years. If we invest wisely, by the time we're thirty-five we can be very wealthy." 

"Can't we spend just a little bit of the money?" 

I laughed. "Of course we can." I smiled at Roxanne. "Let's go to Sammy's tonight for dinner. We can start talking about things we'd like to buy." I paused. "It might be smart to start with a house." 

Roxanne got very quiet, after a moment she said, "Willie, what did you just say?" 

"I think it might be smart to buy a house." 

"Willie are you serious?" 

"Yes, I am very serious. It would be a good tax break for us." 

Roxanne laughed, "Listen to you. It would be a good tax break. Willie, living with you in a home of our own is my fantasy." 

I smiled. "I think that fantasy can easily become a reality." 

Roxanne stared at the floor. She seemed to be thinking. "Willie if we're going to be rich why do I have to keep going to college?" 

"Because education is good for you. It's building your self confidence. It will also help you get a job that will allow you to use your mind." 

"But if we're going to be rich why do I need a job?" 

"We both need too work. Work is what gives life meaning." I laughed. "Besides, it's a good way for you to meet men." 

Roxanne smiled. 

I smiled back. "You can to go to school full time. That can be your job." I took her hand. "I think it's important that both of us have something meaningful to do every day. Everyone has to have a reason to get out of bed in the morning. Everyone needs something that defines their role as a human being." 

Roxanne sighed. "I guess you're right." She looked at me. "Willie, would you be upset if I keep going to school part time?" 

"No, but then you should work part time." 

She laughed. "I thought you'd probably say that." Roxanne shrugged. "But I guess I do agree with you. It's healthier to be busy." She started to giggle. "I am also kind of interested in learning more about the job requirements at Bob's Auto Ranch." 

Now it was my turn to laugh. "I thought that might be in the back of your mind." 

We finished our breakfast and left for the day. Roxanne went to her English class at Maple Hills and I went to the University to teach my Economics classes. 

At 5:30 I returned to our apartment. When I walked in Roxanne was sitting in the kitchen madly typing on her lap top computer. Notebooks, books and papers were strewn all over the table. 

I walked over to Roxanne and kissed her on the cheek. "Hi sweetheart, what's going on?" 

Roxanne looked up at me. There was a frown on her face. "Willie I kind of forgot something important." 

"What would that be?" 

"I have a five page paper due in my English Class tomorrow." She buried her head in her hands. "I've been enjoying being with you so much that I forgot all about my school work. Willie I'm just getting started. I don't know how I am going to get this done." 

"You could ask your professor for an extension, that might help." 

"Can you do that?" 

"Yes, students do it all the time." 

"What do I have to do?" 

"Let's start by trying to call your professor." 

"Dr. Norman is really nice. He might give me an extension." She paused. "But Willie I don't know how to get a hold of him." 

"Do you have a course syllabus?" 

"Yes, it's right here." 

Roxanne opened her backpack and pulled out a yellow folder. She removed the course syllabus and handed it to me. On the front page it listed Dr. Norman's office telephone number and his home telephone number. Next to the telephone numbers it said, "If you are having difficulty with this class, please feel free to call me." 

I pointed to the telephone number and showed Roxanne the accompanying invitation to call for assistance. "I think this is a situation where you're having difficulty with the class." 

"You don't think he'll mind if I call?" 

"No it appears to me that if you're having a problem he's inviting you to call." I nodded towards the telephone. "Go ahead, call him." I looked at my watch. "It's almost 6:30 you'd better call him at home." 

Roxanne picked up the telephone and looked at me. "You're sure this is okay?" 

I smiled. "I'm pretty sure. If I'm wrong you just have to apologize." I paused. "I think you might want to do that anyway. You know, something like Dr. Norman I'm sorry to bother you at home." 

Roxanne nodded and dialed the telephone. After a moment she said, "Hello, may I please speak to Dr. Richard Norman. This is Roxanne Mitchell. I'm a student in his English 101 class at Maple Hills." She paused for a moment then she said, "Thank you." 

Roxanne waited for a minute and then she said, "Hello Dr. Norman, this is Roxanne Mitchell. I am student in your English 101 class. Dr. Norman I'm sorry to bother you at home." 

"Thank you that's very kind." 

"Dr. Norman I've had some personal issues to deal with over the past several days. I haven't had as much time as I would like to work on my paper. I was wondering if I could have a short extension." 

"Bring it to your house on Saturday. Dr. Norman that would be wonderful, another day is all I need." 

"Yes I understand." 

"Thank you Dr. Norman; thank you very much." 

Roxanne hung up the telephone and looked at me. "Willie, you're so smart. Dr. Norman said he won't be grading the papers until Sunday morning. He told me that I can bring the paper to his house on Saturday afternoon. He's going to be out playing golf, but he said I can leave the paper with his wife, Julie." 

Roxanne kissed my cheek. "I have to get busy." She sat down in front of her computer. She was about to start typing again when she stopped. "Willie can we postpone our trip to the jewelry store until Saturday afternoon? I really do want to finish this paper." 

I smiled. "Yes Roxanne, there's no hurry. Can I help you with your paper?" 

"No I can do it. I've done all the reading. I just have to do the writing." 

"What's the paper about?" 

I had to pick a character from a book and explain why I think he's a hero." 

"Who did you pick." 

"Atticus Finch from Harper Lee's, "To Kill a Mockingbird." 

"That's a very good choice. He's one of my favorite characters from literature." 

"Mine to." Roxanne smiled at me. "Willie, he reminds me of you." 

I laughed. "Roxanne that's a very nice compliment." 

I set up my laptop computer on the table next to Roxanne. We spent Thursday night working. I organized my notes for my doctoral thesis while Roxanne wrote her paper. 

At suppertime, I went out to a Chinese restaurant and got us some Kung Pao chicken. We continued working while we ate. 

Friday morning we both went to school. When I got home Roxanne was back at the table typing on her computer. We again spent the evening working together. It was nice. 

Saturday morning Roxanne was up early. She finished her paper at 10:30. When she was done printing it she handed me a copy. 

I sat down and read it. When I was finished I looked up at her. "This is very good. You're an excellent writer." 

Roxanne stared at me for a moment. Finally she smiled and said, "That's the first time that anyone has ever complimented me for anything but giving blow jobs." 

I laughed. "Well you are very good at those, but you do have other skills. Writing seems to be one of them." 

Roxanne threw her arms around me. "Willie you make me feel so good." 

I kissed her. "Lets go turn this paper in, we have a date to go to the jewelers." 

Roxanne giggled. "This is turning into a wonderful day." 

Roxanne picked up the telephone and dialed Dr. Norman's number. 

"Hello, This is Roxanne Mitchell. Dr. Norman said that I could drop a paper off at his house today. I was wondering if I could come over now." 

"Oh good, what's your address." 

"1211 Oak Grove Drive, yes I know where that is. 

"Thank you we'll be there in about twenty minutes." 

Roxanne hung up the telephone. "That was his wife, Julie. She's expecting us." 

We got into my car and drove to Dr. Norman's house. As we pulled up in front Roxanne looked around and said, "Dr, Norman lives in a very fancy neighborhood."

We walked up to the front door and rang the bell. After a moment a slender blonde wearing a terry cloth bathrobe answered the door. 

Roxanne greeted her, "Hi I'm Roxanne Mitchell. This is my boyfriend Willie Oliver. I hope were not disturbing you." 

The slender blonde smiled at us. It was a warm inviting smile. "Don't worry, Julie and I are just doing a little entertaining while our husband's are out playing golf. We were expecting you. I'm Sandra, please come in." 

As we walked in Sandra turned towards a closed door and yelled. "Julie, that student from Ricky's class is here." 

Sandra turned back to us. "If you'll excuse me, I'm entertaining a guest in the other room." 

Roxanne smiled. "It was nice to meet you Sandra." 

Sandra smiled back at us and walked across the living room to another door. As she opened it and went in we could hear a man's voice. "Who was that Sandra? 

"Just a student dropping a paper off for Julie's husband." 

Sandra closed the door behind her. As she closed the door another door across the room opened. A busty blonde walked out. She was just closing her bathrobe. 

She walked up to us. "Hi I'm Julie, we talked on the telephone." 

Roxanne nodded, "Julie, I am sorry if I'm disturbing you. Here's the paper for Dr. Norman." 

Julie took the paper. At that moment, a handsome middle aged man appeared in the doorway that Julie had just come out of. He was only wearing a pair of boxer shorts. He had a very large erection. 

"What's going on Julie?" 

Julie turned. "Mike, it's just a student from my husbands class dropping off a paper. Go back into the bedroom and wait for me. I'll be right there." 

Mike disappeared. Julie smiled at us. "Please excuse me if I don't ask you to stay. As you can see both Sandra and I are entertaining guests." 

Roxanne smiled. "Its okay, we understand. Thank you for letting me bring the paper over. It was nice to meet you Julie." 

Julie smiled. "It was nice to meet you to Roxanne." 

We opened the front door and left. 

As we walked to the car I said, "That was a little awkward." 

Roxanne laughed. "It appears that both Dr. Norman's wife and her friend have a little something going on the side." 

I nodded. "I agree, but something seems strange to me." 

Roxanne looked at me. "What's that Willie?" 

"They weren't trying to conceal what they were doing. It almost appeared as though their husbands knew they were partying with two men." 

As we got into the car Roxanne looked at me and said. "You're right." She smiled. "Isn't that interesting."



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 13



Note: This is the thirteenth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous twelve episodes of this series, I encourage you to do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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We drove to Smithson's Jewelry store. Roxanne selected a beautiful diamond engagement ring and a gold wedding band. She also picked out a gold wedding band for me. 

When she picked out my wedding band Roxanne said in a very loud voice. "Believe me Peewee you're going to be wearing a wedding ring whether you like it or not. I want every woman in the world to know you're off the market. In our marriage I'm the only one whose going to be partying on the side." 

When Roxanne said that every person in the store turned to look at me. I was mortified. I wanted to crawl under a rock. My baby knows how to have fun. 

After buying the rings we went to Sammy's. As soon as Sammy noticed us he yelled, "Hey its my favorite couple. Where you two guys been?" 

Roxanne leaned over the bar. "I had a big project to finish for school." She giggled. "Hey Sammy guess what." 

"What doll?" 

"Willie just took me to Smithson's Jewelers and bought me an engagement ring and a wedding band." 

"Hey Roxie that's great." He looked at me. "Smithsons is a high class joint. Peewee you're a top notch guy." He looked back at Roxanne. "Okay Roxie baby, lets see 'em." 

Roxanne shook her head. "Sorry Sammy, they're being engraved. We won't be able to pick them up until Monday afternoon. 

"Yeah, well you guys gotta come by the place and have dinner Monday. I wanna see those high class rings." 

I laughed. "Sammy this will be our first stop." 

He smiled at us, "So you two must still be planning to get married on Tuesday." 

Roxanne grinned. "We are Sammy. Will you and Janice still be our witnesses?" 

"We wouldn't miss it for the world." 

"Good, we're all set. We have an appointment with Justice of the Peace Wilbur Peterson at 10:00 am on Tuesday. His office is downtown in the Abrogast Bank Building. Here's the address." Roxanne pulled a slip of paper out of her purse and handed it to Sammy. 

Sammy took the paper. "I know where the Abrogast Bank building is. I won't have no trouble finding this place. Janice and I will be there by 9:45." 

Roxanne smiled. "Thanks Sammy. Willie and I want to take you and Janice to lunch at the Kensington Grill after the ceremony." 

"The Kensington Grill? That's a hotsy totsy place. You two are going first class. Janice will love it." 

We had dinner at Sammy's and went home early. We were both tired. We made quiet love and went to sleep. 

On Monday, after I finished teaching my second class, Roxanne and I met with a Realtor. His name was Barry Dunlap. He seemed like a nice enough guy. He gave us a list of homes to look at. 

After our meeting with Barry, we went to Smithson's Jewelers and picked up our rings. Roxanne loved hers. After we left the jewelers we spent some time driving by some of the houses on Barry's list. We were both excited. 

We got to Sammy's just after 6:30. The special was meatloaf. It was great. Sammy loved our rings. 

We went to bed early on Monday night. Tuesday was going to be a big day. We were getting married. 

We both woke early on Tuesday morning. We were excited. 

The day started with me giving Roxanne a bath. On most mornings Roxanne showered while I fixed breakfast. This morning was different. This morning there was an unstated attitude of domination in the air. Today I was going to become Roxanne's submissive cuckold husband and she was going to become my dominant hot wife. We were both elated. 

That said, we were also friends and lovers. We were getting married because we truly enjoyed being with each other. 

Breakfast reflected this. I made eggs Benedict. We ate and read the morning paper together. We laughed at the comics. We shook our heads over our mutual belief that the people running the local NFL team were idiots. We were quiet when we read about the sixteen year old gang member who shot and killed another sixteen year old because he was wearing the wrong colored tee shirt. 

Roxanne and I loved each other. We were excited about our adventurous sex life, but that wasn't the real cause of our happiness. The real cause of our happiness was that today we were about to make a commitment to stay with each other for the rest of our lives. Today we were agreeing to read the morning paper together for ever and ever. 

We took our time getting dressed. I wore my suit. Roxanne wore a beautiful new red dress. She looked incredibly sexy. 

I laughed when I thought about this. Roxanne wasn't capable of not looking sexy. 

At 9:00 am we were getting ready to leave. Roxanne started asking me questions. 

"Do you have the license?" 

"Yes dear." 

"Do you have the wedding bands?" 

"Yes dear." 

"Do you have your check book so that you can pay Mr. Peterson?' 

"Yes dear." 

I was starting to grasp the concept that there were going to be many questions in my future that would get "Yes dear" answers. These questions had nothing to do with cuckolding or domination. These would be the every day questions of married life. 

Roxanne opened her mouth to ask another question. Before she had a chance to say anything I said "Yes dear." 

I realized immediately that I'd blundered. 

Roxanne raised her eyebrows and stared at me. "Peewee are you being sarcastic?" 

"No dear." 

"I think you are." 

"No dear" was obviously nowhere near as effective a response as "yes dear' 

Roxanne glanced at her watch. It was 9:05. She looked up at me and smiled. "I think we need to set a better tone for this day. Peewee take off your suit coat and belt and pull down your pants." 

I did as I was told. I stood in front of Roxanne with my trousers around my ankles. I was wearing a pair of pink lace panties that she had recently purchased for me. 

"Give me your belt, pull down your panties and lean over the chair." 

I again did as I was told. 

As I lay there waiting for the first blow I heard Roxanne say "Peewee, you must never be sarcastic with your wife. Do you understand that?" 

"Yes maam." 

"This will help you remember." 

Whack! The first blow hit my ass. I gasped. It hurt. Whack! Whack! Two more blows hit me. Roxanne was not holding back. These strokes were painful. 

"Peewee you must never forget who wears the pants in this family. You must always honor and respect me. Is that clear?' 

"Yes Mistress." 

"Good. Here is one more stroke just to make sure you remember." 

Whack! This one was the hardest of all. 

Roxanne reached over and picked me up. There were tears running down my face. I also had an erection. 

Roxanne saw my erection. She giggled "That got us both excited. Too bad we don't have time to do anything about it." She paused and smiled. "We do have time for one thing. Peewee show me that you have learned your lesson. Show me that you fully understand who the boss is in this marriage." 

Roxanne turned around and pulled up her skirt. "Get on you knees and give me a kiss sweetheart. You know where." 

I got on my knees and pulled the thong of Roxanne's panties aside. She sighed when she felt my lips touch her asshole." 

Roxanne and I got to Wilbur Peterson's office at 9:45. Sammy and Janice were already there. Janice was a very attractive middle aged woman. 

Sammy stood up when we walked in. "Here's the bride and groom now." He turned to his wife. "Janice I want you to meet my good friends Roxanne and Willie."

Janice stood up. She extended her hand. "I am pleased to meet you. Sammy has told me so much about the two of you. He really likes both of you." 

Roxanne shook Janice's hand. "It's nice to meet you Janice. Thank you so much for joining us this morning." 

Janice smiled. "It's my pleasure; weddings are very special occasions." 

A telephone rang on the receptionist's desk. She answered it and stood up. "Mr. Peterson is ready for you. Will you please follow me." 

We followed the receptionist down a short hallway to a conference room. As we walked in, a door on the other side of the room opened and a short stocky bald headed man in his early sixties came out. He was holding a folder. 

He smiled at us. "Hello, I am Wilbur Peterson. Which of you are the happy couple?" 

I put my arm around Roxanne. "That would be us. I'm William Oliver and this is Roxanne Mitchell." 

He sat down at the table, opened the folder and started filling out a form. As he was writing he said. "Do you have the license?" 

I took an envelope out of my suit coat and handed it to him. He took out the license and started copying down numbers. After a minute he looked at Sammy and Janice. "Are you the witnesses?" 

Sammy smiled and said "That's us." 

Mr. Peterson nodded. "Names please." 

"Samuel and Janice Klutarsky." 

Roxanne smiled "Sammy I've known you for six years now. This is the first time I have ever heard your last name." 

He smiled back and said. "No jokes Roxie. It's a good Polish name. My family came here after World War I." 

Janice stepped in. She was laughing. "Honey this is not the time for a lesson about your family history." 

"Yea okay." 

Mr. Peterson stood up. "All right, I think we can get started." He looked at Roxanne and me. "The two of you can stand over here." He turned to Sammy and Janice. "Mr. and Mrs. Klutarsky would you please stand over here." 

The ceremony was brief and to the point. We said our vows and exchanged rings. When it was over Mr. Peterson pronounced Roxanne and me man and wife and I kissed Roxanne. 

All four of us had to sign a form. When that was done I paid Mr. Peterson. He thanked us, wished us well and disappeared back into is office. 

As soon as he was gone, the receptionist smiled at us and said, "Please follow me." She led us back into the reception area. 

I glanced at my watch. It was 11:00 am. Our reservation at the Kensington Grill was for 11:30. I looked at everyone. "Lets go to lunch. The Kensington Grill opens at 11:00. I'll bet they can seat us as soon as we get there." 

The lunch at the Kensington Grill was magnificent. None of us had ever been there before. We were all very pleased. It was fun too get to know Janice Klutarsky. Sammy was one of the nicest people I had ever met and his wife was even nicer than he was. 

We drank champagne, ate prime rib and shared exotic desserts. After dinner we drank coffee and talked for almost two hours. 

Finally Sammy said, "I hate to break this party up, but it's time for me to open the bar." He looked at us. "Roxie and Willie I am really happy you found each other. You make a wonderful couple." 

I paid the bill and we walked out with Sammy and Janice. 

When we got to the parking lot Roxanne hugged Sammy. "Thank you so much for coming today. Sammy you're a wonderful friend." 

Sammy blushed. "So are you doll." 

We got into our cars. As Roxanne and I drove out of the parking lot I smiled and said "Were married." 

Roxanne cuddled up to me and giggled. "Yes we are." 

I looked at my watch. "Its just 2:30. What would you like to do for the rest of the afternoon?" 

"Lets go look at some more houses." 

I smiled at Roxanne. "That's a wonderful idea." 

We got back to the apartment at about 7:00. I sat down on the couch. Roxanne went into the bathroom. When she came out she had a wicked grin on her face. 

"Peewee, I think that it's time for our second wedding ceremony.' 

I looked at Roxanne. I was puzzled. 

She smiled. "The wedding with Justice Peterson didn't even come close to properly defining our relationship. I think that another ceremony is necessary so that you fully understand your place in our marriage." 

I took a deep breath and nodded. This was going to be fun. "Yes Mistress Roxanne. I would never dream of questioning your right to have a second ceremony." 

Roxanne nodded in approval. "Very good Peewee." There was a very stern tone to her voice. Her next words were an unmistakable command. "Strip down to your panties." 

I of course did exactly as I was told. When I was done I stood in front of Roxanne with my head bowed. 

"Very good Peewee. Now I want you to get on your knees." 

I again did as I was told. When I was on my knees Roxanne lifted her skirt.

"You are not only my husband you are also my slave. Is that correct Peewee?' 

"Yes Mistress." 

"Say it Peewee. Tell me what you are." 

"Roxanne, I am not only your husband I am also your slave." 

"Do you accept this role willingly Peewee?" 

"Very willingly Mistress.' 

Roxanne smiled. "Very good, but Peewee, you are not just my slave, you are my cuckold slave. Tell me what that means." 

"It means that you are free to enjoy the pleasure of other men." 

Roxanne raised her skirt higher and exposed her panties. "Are you saying that it will be okay if other men take these panties off of me?" 

"Yes Mistress." 

"Are you saying that I have the right to fuck other men?" 

"Yes Mistress." 

"Peewee, do you have the the right to play with other women?" 

"No Mistress." 

"Why is that Peewee?" Roxanne smiled. "It doesn't seem fair." 

"Fairness doesn't matter Mistress. I freely submit to your will. Your pleasure is all that matters. My pleasure is secondary." 

Roxanne smiled. "Very good Peewee," 

My new wife stared into my eyes. "Peewee repeat after me." She paused for a moment and then she started. "I Peewee." 

"I Peewee" 

"Promise to honor, obey and faithfully serve Roxanne Mitchell." 

I looked up at Roxanne took a deep breath and repeated her words with conviction. "Promise to honor, obey and faithfully serve Roxanne Mitchell." 

She looked down at me and smiled. "Peewee, I Roxanne Mitchell promise to treat you with kindness and concern as you faithfully serve me. When I discipline you or toy with you I promise to do it with loving care." 

Roxanne turned around and raised her skirt. "You may give me a proper kiss." 

For the second time today I pulled the thong of Roxanne's panties aside and kissed and licked her asshole.

As I kissed and licked her, Roxanne became increasingly excited. Suddenly she stepped away from me and took off her dress. She set her dress on the chair next to her, turned around and removed her brassiere. 

For a moment she stood over me while I looked up at her beautiful body. Finally she smiled at me. "Peewee, would you like me to remove my panties?" 

"Yes Mistress, I would like that very much." 

"What will you do for me if I take them off." 

"Anything that you demand Mistress." 

"Anything?" 

"Yes, anything." 

Roxanne giggled. "I think that tonight we might just have to explore the full meaning of the word anything." 

Roxanne took off her panties and sat down in a chair. She spread her legs and said, "Eat my cunt slave. Give me pleasure."

I got down on my knees between Roxanne's legs and started to kiss and lick her pussy. We were both excited. It didn't take long for me to bring her to an orgasm. After she came she rested for a few minutes. When she was done resting she stood up, reached down and offered me a hand. As she helped me to my feet she said, "Come on sweetheart let's go into the bedroom. It's playtime." 

We spent the next several hours engaged in a two person orgy. I ate Roxanne's pussy and ass. She sucked my cock and let me fuck her. I fucked her twice. The second time I actually lasted almost ten minutes before I came. 

When we were done we cuddled for a few minutes and then we jumped into the shower together and took turns bathing each other. We we were finished we dried each other off and got back into bed. We cuddled up together and enjoyed the feel of our naked bodies as we went to sleep. It was the perfect ending to a magnificent wedding night.



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 14



Note: This is the fourteenth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous thirteen episodes of this series, I encourage you to do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

On Wednesday morning Roxanne was up at 6:00. She had a job interview at 9:00 with Bob Overton of Bob's auto Ranch. Roxanne actually woke up before I did. That was a pretty good indicator of how excited she was about this job opportunity. 

As soon as she was out of the bed she grabbed my hand and pulled me up. "Come on Peewee. This is a big morning for me. It's time for my little slave boy to go to work. Draw me a bath while I figure out what I'm going to wear." 

I was still half asleep as I got up and walked into the bathroom. As soon as I had the water running into the bathtub I lifted the toilet seat and relieved myself. 

Roxanne walked into the bathroom while I was urinating. She took one look at me and said, "Peewee what in the hell do you think you're doing?" 

I laughed. "Taking a leak, why?" 

Roxanne shook her head. "No! no! no! Men stand while they pee. They have cocks. Little sissy wimps like you sit down. You have a tiny clittie. From now on you will always sit down when you pee. Is that clear Peewee?" 

I smiled. "Yes Mistress. I am sorry Mistress. I won't let it happen again." 

"Very good Peewee. I'm glad that's settled." Roxanne looked at the tub. "Is my bath ready?" 

"Yes Mistress." 

My new wife stepped into the tub and sat down. I spent the next ten minutes bathing her. When I was done she stood up. As she stepped out, I wrapped a huge towel around her and dried her off. 

As soon as she was dry Roxanne walked into the bedroom, snapped her fingers and said, "Slave, my robe." 

I grabbed her bathrobe from the closet and held it for her while she slipped her arms into the sleeves. 

Once she was wearing her robe Roxanne sat down at her makeup table. She picked up her hair brush and handed it to me. "Peewee, brush my hair for me." 

I stood behind Roxanne. As I was brushing her hair, I realized that while Roxanne was now wearing her robe, I was still naked. I started to get excited. Serving a beautiful woman who is wearing clothes while you're naked is incredibly erotic. 

Roxanne noticed that I had an erection. She giggled and said, "My my it seems as though my little Peewee is enjoying his role as my slave this morning." 

"Yes Mistress, I am." 

Roxanne reached back and grabbed hold of my tiny cock. As she squeezed it she said "Well think about this Peewee. I am hoping that I get to make you a cuckold husband today. I am hoping that my job interview will include a comprehensive assessment of my sucking and fucking abilities." She laughed. "Peewee, while you're teaching your classes today I want you to remember that I plan to be on my knees sucking Bob Overton's cock."

I closed my eyes. At that moment, it was everything I could do to keep from cumming. 

Roxanne noticed my plight. She gave my penis a hard slap. "Don't you dare let your little clittie spit right now. I want you nice and horny when I get home from this interview." She looked at me. "Peewee, this evening were going to play our game. You're going to spend tonight serving me as my cuckold slave. 

Roxanne smiled at me, gave my little cock another squeeze and said, "Go put on your panties. You can toast an English muffin for me while I put on my makeup and get dressed."

I put on a clean pair of panties, went into the kitchen and started making Roxanne's breakfast. She walked into the kitchen while I was pouring a glass of orange juice for her. When I saw her, I nearly dropped the carton. 

Her outfit wasn't designed for a job interview, it was intended for a seduction. Her tiny purple dress was just barely able to contain her ample bosom. The skirt was so short that when she turned around you could see the cheeks of her gorgeous ass. 

Roxanne giggled when she saw my reaction. "Slave, do you like my outfit?" She laughed. "You don't think its too daring do you?" 

I smiled at Roxanne. "I think you achieved the effect you were looking for." 

"Fucking right I did Peewee. I want to get laid this morning and I am pretty sure this dress will give the guys at Bob's Auto Ranch a little motivation to make a pass at me." 

I laughed. "There's something wrong with those guys if that dress doesn't motivate them." 

Roxanne sat down at the kitchen table. I placed her breakfast in front of her and pulled out a chair to sit down with her. She waved a finger at me and shook her head. "Peewee, I am going to meet men. Right now, I don't think its appropriate for you to sit at the table with me like you're an equal. 

"Yes Mistress. I understand." I stepped away from the chair." 

Roxanne smiled. "Peewee, this weekend we'll go to a children's store and get you a little kiddie chair so that you have a place to sit when I am going out on dates." She giggled. "It might also be fun to make you sit in your kiddie chair when I have men over for dinner." She thought about that for a moment and said, "Of course you'll be so busy waiting on us that you probably won't have time to sit down." 

As I listened to Roxanne I couldn't think of anything to say other than, "Thank you Mistress, that would be very kind." 

Roxanne took a sip of her orange juice. "Peewee I think I'd better be prepared for this interview. Those condoms you bought me the other night are on my dresser. Put some in my purse." She paused for a moment. "I hope I'll only be needing the magnums, but I really don't know much about these guys. You had better put several regular sized ones in to. 

I went into the bedroom and found the condoms. I took four of each size and returned to the kitchen. As I was putting them into my wife's purse she said, "Peewee, I am so excited about this job. I really hope I get it." 

Roxanne finished her English muffin and drank the rest of her orange juice. When she was done she stood up. "Well It's time for me to go. I don't want to be late for my interview." 

She smiled at me, turned around and lifted her skirt. "Come give your wife a kiss Peewee." 

Roxanne bent over. She sighed as I got down on my knees behind her and kissed and licked her asshole. After a moment of enjoyment, Roxanne stepped away and turned around. 

I got back up on my feet and said, "Knock em dead in your interview sweetheart." 

Roxanne smiled. "I intend to." She giggled "Just remember, when you're starting your 10:00 Economics class I want you to be thinking about what I'm doing with Bob Overton." 

I laughed. "It might make it a little difficult to concentrate on my lecture, but I'll try." 

Roxanne gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. "I'll give you a blow by blow account when I get home tonight." 

As she walked out the door I laughed at Roxanne's choice of words. 

I closed the door behind her and looked at my watch. It was just 8:30. Roxanne had given me some chores to complete before I went to the University. My first class started at 10:00. I needed to leave by 9:30. I had to hurry. I only had an hour. I gathered up Roxanne's dirty clothes and separated them into piles. I put a load of blouses into the washing machine. While the clothes were washing I showered, shaved and ate a quick breakfast. 

As I was washing the breakfast dishes, I looked at my watch. It was 9:00. Roxanne should just be starting her interview with Bob Overton. I smiled as I thought about Roxanne's outfit. I suspected that it was creating quite a sensation. 

I went into the bathroom and hand washed Roxanne's pantyhose in the sink. After hanging her hosiery over the shower curtain rod, I took her blouses out of the dryer. I hung each of them on a hanger and put them in her closet. 

When I was done I looked at my watch. It was 9:30, time to go to the University. As I was walking to my car I wondered if Roxanne was still wearing her dress. 

I taught my morning class. After that my time was less structured. I sat in my office. Time moved slowly. I kept looking at the clock and wondering what was happening with Roxanne. 

My imagination was running wild. At first I pictured her on her knees sucking Bob Overton's cock. Later I visualized her bent over Bob's desk. He was standing behind her thrusting his huge penis in and out of her wet cunt. I wondered if she was really making him use a condom or if she was letting him fuck her bareback. 

Four o'clock finally arrived. I taught my second Economics class. As soon as my lecture was completed I dismissed my students and left for home. 

On the way home I stopped at the grocery store and bought two chicken breasts, a head of lettuce, a tomato and an avocado. Roxanne was going to want supper. 

When I got to our apartment I was disappointed to find that Roxanne wasn't home. I changed from my sport coat and slacks to a pair of jeans and a tee shirt and started doing the rest of her laundry. 

I had just finished washing her panties and brassieres when I heard her key in the lock. 

Roxanne walked through the door. She smiled when saw me. "Peewee, I had one hell of a day." 

I looked at her. Her hair was mussed, her lipstick was smeared and her dress was wrinkled. When she sat down, I noticed that she wasn't wearing her panties. From the looks of things, my new wife had a pretty hot day at Bob's Auto Ranch. I didn't say a word about her appearance. Instead I said, "It looks like you lost your panties." 

Roxanne smiled. "Peewee, I lost those during my first interview." 

"Your first interview? How many interviews did you have today?" 

"Oh I lost count." Roxanne giggled. "Peewee, those guys at Bob's Auto Ranch really know how to ask some hard probing questions." 

"Did you get the job?" 

Roxanne laughed. "Damn right I did." She giggled. "I spent the entire afternoon getting to know the chief execs at the company." 

I smiled. "I see, I can't wait to hear about it." 

"Peewee, I can't wait to tell you about it." She paused. "Baby I missed you today. Playing with all those big cocks was lots of fun, but what I really want right now is to feel your tongue in my ass." 

Roxanne rolled over on the couch and pulled up her skirt. I got down on my knees behind her, spread her cheeks and kissed her. My wife cooed as she felt me push my tongue into her little puckered hole. 

After a moment Roxanne reached back, pushed my face away and rolled over so she was sitting on the couch again. "Why don't you get a beer for each of us." She leered at me. "You can kneel between my legs, sip your beer and kiss my pussy while I tell you about my day." 

As I left to get the beers Roxanne called after me. "Honey I am hungry. Do you think you can find us a little snack to have with our beer?" 

I sliced some cheese and put some crackers on a plate. I grabbed two glasses and two bottles of Budweiser and put everything on a tray. I carried the tray into the living room and set it on the table next to Roxanne. I poured the bottles of beer into the glasses. I left Roxanne's beer on the table and set mine on the floor at Roxanne's feet." 

As I knelt between her legs Roxanne picked up her glass and took a sip of beer. She sighed and set the glass back on the table. "Peewee it was an incredible day." 

I looked up at my wife. Her legs were spread. Her pussy was stretched and raw. She'd clearly spent the day fucking. I couldn't resist the opportunity to taste her. I leaned up and kissed her cunt. 

Roxanne took a deep breath when she felt my lips touch her pussy. 

I started licking her cunt. As I licked her I said, "I hope I can make it a really exciting evening." 

Roxanne closed her eyes and enjoyed my tongue. After a moment she reached down, pushed my face away and put her hand over her pussy. "Don't interrupt me now. You'll get me distracted. I want to tell you about my day." She paused. "Let me start at the beginning." 

I grinned at her. "Sorry, I'll try to be good." 



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 15



Note: This is the fifteenth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous fourteen episodes of this series, I encourage you to do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

* "Well let me see, where should I start?" Roxanne paused to think. "Bob was really nice. We met in his office. His secretary Melanie and Vince Reinhardt, his chief executive officer were both there." 

"Bob started the interview with some easy questions like where did I grow up and where did I go to high school." 

I took a sip of my beer and kissed Roxanne's cunt. She let out a little gasp and slapped my head. "Be careful, I'll get too turned on. I won't be able to tell you what happened." 

I smiled. "Sorry Mistress." 

"Well don't let it happen again." She paused and laughed, "At least not in the next ten seconds." 

I picked up her foot and kissed her toes. Roxanne sighed. "Oh that's nice. Keep doing that." 

She took a moment to enjoy the attention I was giving her feet. Finally she continued. "So the next question Bob asked was what happened with my last job." She smiled at me. "Peewee, I'd already decided to tell the truth so that's what I told him." 

"What exactly did you say?" 

"I told him that I was working in the bar at the Calvert Hotel. A customer invited me up to his room for a little party after my shift. He was a hot guy so of course I said yes." 

"I'll bet that got their attention." 

Roxanne smiled. "It sure did." 

"So anyway, I told them that as soon as the guy got me into the elevator things got pretty hot. He had my blouse unbuttoned and my brassiere unhooked in a flash. The next thing I knew, were making out and he was playing with my bare tits while were still in the elevator." 

Roxanne looked down at me and smiled. "All three of them were pretty quiet at this point." She laughed. "I had their attention." 

I gave Roxanne's cunt a light kiss and said, "I'll bet you did." 

When I kissed her Roxanne sighed for a moment and then she continued her story. "The next part really blew old Bob away. I looked right at him and explained that when we got out of the elevator I tried to cover myself up, but the guy stopped me. He wanted me to walk down the hall with my tits hanging out." Roxanne shrugged. "I told them that the idea really me turned on, so I did it. We walked the whole way down the hall with my tits exposed. When we got to his room we actually stopped before we went in so that he could kiss and lick my nipples." 

Roxanne grinned at me. "Bob was pretty amazed. He took a moment to think about what I'd just told him and then he asked me how I lost my job." 

My wife shook her head. "Peewee, I was so upset about this last week, but now the whole thing seems kind of funny to me. " She shrugged. "Anyway, I started laughing and I told them that there were security cameras in the elevator and hallway. The whole thing was recorded on tape." 

"All three of them started laughing when they heard that." Roxanne smiled at me. "Peewee, they were fun people."

"We all laughed for a while and then Bob stopped and asked me if it was okay for him to call me Roxie. Peewee, he was a really nice man. I think that was the first time anyone has ever asked me that."

Roxanne shrugged, "Of course I told him that I would like that very much." 

My wife leaned forward. "So anyway, Bob smiled at me and told me that he thought I had big beautiful breasts and that he'd love to be able to see that tape.' 

"What did you say when he said that?"

"I thanked him for the compliment and then I told him that I suspected that the security staff at the Calvert has probably made a number of copies. He could most likely buy one on the internet.' 

I started laughing, "What did he say to that?"

"He asked me if that bothered me."

"What did you tell him?"

"I said that I was proud of my breasts." She giggled, "And then I asked him if he'd like to see them." Roxanne smiled at me. "Peewee, I thought that would shock all three of them, but it didn't. Old Bob is very smooth. He just stared at me and told me that he would love that."

I was starting to get very excited. I took a deep breath and asked, "What did you do?" 

My wife leered at me. "I looked Bob right in the eyes, lowered the top of my dress and showed him my tits." 

I looked up at Roxanne. I could tell that she was also getting excited. I quickly asked her, "What did he do?"

Roxanne laughed. "Bob may be old, but he's a man. He looked at them for a moment and then he told me that I was right they are beautiful. After that, he stood up, walked around so that he was standing directly behind me and asked if I would mind if he touched them."

"What did you say?" 

Roxanne grinned at me. "I did a lot more than talk, I reached back, took his left hand, placed it on my left breast and told him that I didn't mind at all."

I gasped. I know I should have had better control, but I was just learning about being a cuckold. This was a new experience for me.

Roxanne noticed my excitement and smiled. "Want to hear what happened next cuckboy?"

I nodded my head and said, "Yes please."

My wife smirked at me. "I don't think a little cuckboy should be wearing clothes when his wife tells him about the fun she had playing with a big man. Strip down to your panties!"

I quickly took my clothes off. When I started folding my trousers Roxanne stopped me. "Cuckboy I don't have all night. You can do that later. Now kneel down at my feet so I can continue telling my story."

I immediately got back on my knees.

Roxanne nodded approvingly. "That's a good little boy." She stared at me for a moment and then she said, "Pull your panties down. I want to be able to see your cute little peepee."

I did as I was told. My erect penis sprang to attention as soon as it was exposed.

My wife giggled when she saw it. "Peewee, I love it. When other men play with me, you get just as excited as I do."

I submissively bowed my head. "Yes Mistress Roxanne." 

Roxanne smiled at me. "Peewee, I want you to enjoy my story, so I give you permission to stroke yourself while I'm telling it." She paused for a moment and then she glared at me. "But do not dare to allow your little toy to spit. If you do you will be severely punished."

I took a deep breath and said, "Yes Mistress Roxanne. I understand. I will be very careful." There was something about my wifes expression that told me that I should take her threat very seriously.

Roxanne stared at me. After a moment a very subtle smile appeared at the corners of her mouth. I think she was just beginning to comprehend the full extent of the power she held over me. She brazenly spread her legs and started rubbing her clit. This knowledge was obviously very exciting for her.

After pleasuring herself for a few seconds she closed her eyes, bit her lower lip and sighed. She took another second to pull herself together and then she sat up and said, "Let's get back to my story."

Roxanne looked at me. "Peewee, Bob cupped my right breast with his other hand so that he could play with both of my tits at the same time."

She leaned forward. "Now here's the best part, While he was playing with my titties he said that he heard I got married yesterday."

I closed my eyes. I knew what was coming next. This scene was about to become incredibly humiliating. A little thrill rippled through me as I realized I was in the middle of a masochistic cuckold's wet dream.

Roxanne took a deep breath and slowly smiled. She knew exactly what was she was doing. She got a sadistic thrill out of humiliating me. 

"I told him that he'd heard correctly. I said that I married a wonderful man named Willie Oliver. I told him that you were the sweetest person in the whole world.'" 

Roxanne looked down at me and grinned. I grinned back. 

Roxanne continued. "Bob asked me how I explained the loss of my job to you." 

"What did you tell him?" 

Roxanne winked at me. "I told him the truth." 

"Really?" 

She giggled. "Yes, really." 

"Exactly what did you say?"

Roxanne thought for a moment. "Well, he asked a lot of questions. He was very curious once he understood that you knew I partied with other guys." 

"So, what kinds of things did you tell him?" 

Roxanne laughed. "Honey, I told him everything. I told him that I called you Peewee. I told him that you liked being my slave. I told him that it gets you off when I party with other guys." She smiled. "He loved hearing about the night that we spent with Vic. He really laughed when I told him how I made you stand in the hallway and beg to come into the apartment. He was totally amazed when I told him that I spanked you in front of Vic." 

I shook my head. "You really told him all of that?" 

Roxanne nodded. "Yes I really did." She smiled. "He would like to meet you. He wants to play around with me while your watching. I think he gets off on being dominant." 

I took a deep breath. My life was changing very quickly. 

"Okay, so you told him all about our relationship. What else happened? I know that wasn't the end of the interview." 

Roxanne laughed. "Oh hell no. The interview went on all day." She paused. "Right after we got done talking about you, Bob asked me what I thought my best skills were." 

"What did you tell him?" 

"I had to think for a minute." Roxanne smiled. "You know me Peewee. I'm not very good at telling people about my strengths." 

I nodded. "I know, but I'm working on that." 

Roxanne reached down and patted my head. "I know you are. It's one of the eight million reasons that I'm madly in love with you." 

I laughed. "Only eight million? I thought there would be more." 

Roxanne cuffed me on the back of my head. 

"Ow! That hurt." 

"Damn right it did wimpboy. That will teach you to tease your mistress." 

I winked at Roxanne. "What will happen if I tease her again?" 

Roxanne giggled. "Be careful Peewee, your going to wake up my sadistic streak." 

"Promises, promises." 

"Oh really? Okay slaveboy, when I'm done telling you about my day, were going to review this part of tonights conversation." 

I smiled at Roxanne. "I can't wait." 

"Keep on being sassy and you won't have to wait." Roxanne pushed her foot into my mouth. "Now shut up and start kissing my feet." 

As I started licking her toes, I looked up at Roxanne and smiled. She smiled back. 

"Are your ready to hear more about my day?" 

I nodded. 

"Okay, Bob asked me what I thought my best skills were. I thought for a minute and told him that I was really good at giving blow jobs." 

I looked up at Roxanne. "You didn't really say that." 

"Oh yes I did." 

"What did he say?" 

"For a minute or two he didn't say anything." 

"I'll bet he didn't." 

"Finally he looked at Vince and told him he thought I was a very forthright young lady. Next he leaned over, kissed my cheek and told me that he liked me. He said that I wasn't afraid to express myself. Then he let go of my breasts and walked around my chair so that he was facing me and asked me if I wanted to demonstrate my skill. I looked over at Vince and Melanie. They were both smiling. There was apparently a very relaxed attitude about sex at Bob's Auto Ranch. I turned back to Bob and told him that I would be delighted."

"So what happened?" 

"Bob smiled at me and unzipped his pants. Shit Peewee he took out the biggest dick I've seen in a long time and it was rock hard. Bob may have been an old guy but he was ready to rock and roll." 

"So what did you do?" 

"Hell and damn Peewee. What do you think I did. I got down on my knees and sucked that beautiful cock." Roxanne leaned forward. "Guess what happened next." 

"What?" 

"Melanie, Bob's middle aged secretary got down on her knees in front of Vince. She unzipped his pants, took his dick out and started giving him a blow job." 

"No shit?' 

"No shit." 

"So after I sucked Bob's dick for a few minutes he asked me if I had any other skills. I took his cock out of my mouth for a moment and told him that I was a pretty good fuck." 

"What did he say when you told him that." 

"He told me he was hoping I'd say that." 

Roxanne grinned at me. "So I stood up and got one of those condoms you put into my purse this morning." She leered at me. "Bob needed a magnum. As soon as I had it, I opened the package and rolled it onto his big cock. "

"What happened next?" 

"What do you think happened next. Bob's a real man, not a little pussyboy like you. He bent me over his desk, lifted my dress up to my waist and pushed my panties down to my ankles. Then he started playing with my cunt. I could feel him putting first one, then two fingers into me. Peewee, it felt so good." 

She sighed. "After a few minutes Bob got behind me. I kicked my panties off." Roxanne giggled. "That was when I lost them. I never saw them again." 

Roxanne's left hand moved to her pussy. She started to massage herself. My wife was getting very excited. 

After a moment she continued. "So Bob had me bent over his desk. I felt him take his fingers out of my cunt. My heart started racing when I felt the head of his cock rubbing against the lips of my pussy." Roxanne sighed. "Peewee I just love the way it feels when a guy starts pushing his cock into me. 

She shook her head. "Bob's cock was really big. It felt wonderful when he started fucking me. He lasted for a really long time. Older men are sometimes like that Peewee. They can be really fun to fuck because it takes them a long time to cum." 

Roxanne paused for a moment. She was thinking about something. Finally she said, "I had an orgasm while Bob fucked me. It felt strange to cum while other people were watching me. It made me feel really wicked. Peewee, I think I could really get to like fucking in front of other people." 

Roxanne closed her eyes. She was getting more and more aroused as she told her story. After a short pause she took a deep breath and continued. "While Bob was fucking me I noticed that Melanie was rolling a condom onto Vince's cock. When she was done, Vince came over and started playing with my tits. Bob kept fucking me. He was like that battery Bunny. He just kept going and going. Peewee it was so hot. Suddenly Bob stopped fucking me. He had the condom on so I couldn't feel it, but I knew he was cumming. When he was done he pulled his cock out of me and turned to Melanie. She took his condom off."

"Really?"

Roxanne laughed. "Yes, it seems like she's a full service secretary."

I smiled and nodded in agreement. 

"Anyway, while she was doing this Bob asked me if it would be all right if Vince interviewed me next." 

"Peewee, I started laughing. Lots of guys have asked if they could fuck me, but this was the first time anyone ever called it an interview." 

I looked up at Roxanne. "Did you let Vince interview you?" 

"Of course I did." She winked at me. "He was a pretty fuckin good interviewer to." 

Both Roxanne and I started laughing. 

"Vince is a much younger man. He came alot quicker than Bob did. When he was finished, Melanie showed me where the ladies room was so that I could clean up. When I was done she led me back to Bob's office. 

"He was sitting behind his desk. Vince was still with him. As soon as I was seated Bob smiled at me and told me they thought I was just the person they were looking for to fill the receptionist position in their fleet sales department. He explained that the hours would be 9:00 to 5:00 Monday through Friday and asked if I was interested."

"What did you tell him?'

"I hesitated for a moment and then I said that I had a bit of a problem. Bob looked at me and asked what it was. He was obviously a bit taken back by my hesitation."

"What did you say?"

"I told him that I was going to college part time, so I could only work afternoons."

I smiled at Roxanne and said, "Good girl."

She grinned at me. Roxanne might have been my dominant mistress, but she was also my wife and my best friend. 

"What did Bob say when you told him that?"

"He looked at Vince and asked if they had any part time opportunities. Vince thought for a moment and told him that they did. He said that they could put me to work in used car sales. Bob nodded his head and told Vince that was an excellent idea. He said that Pete Jefferson was always looking for late afternoon and evening help. He thought my schedule would fit perfectly there." 

Roxanne looked down at me. "So guess what Peewee." 

"What?" 

Bob turned back to me and asked if I could work from 2:00 until 6:00 every afternoon.'" 

"What did you tell him?" 

"Of course I said yes. Peewee, that's the perfect part time job for me." 

"I kissed the sole of Roxanne's foot and smiled. "Yes it certainly seems to be." And then I asked, "What happened next?" 

"Bob told Vince to take me to see Pete Jefferson. As soon as he told him that Vince stood up, extended his hand and told me to come with him. As I stood up to leave Bob smiled at me and said that visiting with me had been a real pleasure and he hoped that there would be many more opportunities to have visits like this one in the future." 

"So basically he told you that he wants to keep fucking you." 

Roxanne smiled. "Yes thats exactly what he was telling me." 

"What did you say to him." 

Roxanne giggled. "I told him that I looked forward to visiting him as often as possible in the future."

"You didn't" 

"Of course I did. Peewee, Bob might me a little older, but he has a really big cock and he knows how to use it. I loved fucking him." 

Roxanne picked up her glass and drank the rest of her beer. When she was done she stood up and said, "Peewee, get us each another beer while I go potty." 

As soon as Roxanne returned from the bathroom she sat down in her chair, spread her legs and said, "Peewee kiss my pussy." 

I eagerly knelt between her legs and pressed my lips against her cunt. Roxanne was wet, very wet. She was obviously excited. As I kissed her she whispered, "Use your tongue baby. I want you to lick me." 

Roxanne cooed with delight when she felt me push my tongue into her pussy and start licking her. She was already aroused so it didn't take very long for her to start moaning. Those moans quickly turned into cries and her cries suddenly erupted into screams of joy as an orgasm exploded inside her. 

I patiently waited at her feet while her body shook with pleasure. When her cries finally quieted and her body relaxed she lay back in the her chair and smiled at me. "Thanks sweetheart that was nice." She giggled. "I think you were born to give me head." 

I hugged Roxanne's legs. I was deeply in love with her. 

After a moment she was ready to continue telling her story. 

"So anyway Vince took me to his office and called Pete Jefferson. They talked on the telephone for a few minutes. When Vince hung up he told me to come with him. We were going to meet my new boss." 

Roxanne shook her head. "At this point I was just going with the flow so I followed Vince. We walked to the front door of the building and went out into the parking lot. Vince got into what looked like a very fancy golf cart, patted the seat next to him and told me to get in."

Roxanne giggled. "Bob's Auto Ranch is a big place. Vince told me all about it while we were riding in the golf cart. Honey it's an old 140 acre farm. He said they sell virtually every make of car made in the world on their grounds."

I nodded. "I knew they were a big company, but I didn't know they were that big."

My wife shook her head. "Peewee, the place is huge." 





Roxanne and Willie Ch. 15



She paused for a moment and then she continued her story. "When we got to the far side of the property we came to a huge neon sign that said, 'The Used Car Corral'. We pulled up in front of a small office building, got out of the golf cart and went inside. Pete Jefferson was waiting for us at the front desk."

Roxanne looked at me. "Peewee, he's a really hot guy". She closed her eyes and sighed, "He's about 6'1' with big broad shoulders. He obviously works out." She paused. "But I don't have to describe him to you, you're going to meet him tomorrow night." 

I looked up at Roxanne. "What do you mean?" 

"He's taking us out to dinner. He wants to meet you. I'll tell you all about it in minute." 

Roxanne took a moment to collect her thoughts. "Anyway Vince introduced us and left. As soon as he was gone we went into Pete's office so we could talk for a few minutes." Roxanne started to giggle. "Peewee, Pete's a pretty smooth talker. Before I knew what was happening he was interviewing me." 

I shook my head. "You mean in the same way that Bob and Vince interviewed you?" 

Roxanne grinned at me. "Damn right." She winked at me. "And he is a very well equipped interviewer." She giggled. "Its a good thing you put eight condoms in my purse this morning. I had to do a lot of interviewing today." 

"Roxanne just how many interviews did you have today?" 

"Just one more." 

"So four different guys fucked you today?" 

Roxanne giggled. "Yes sweetheart I had a wonderful time." 

I smiled at my wife. "Okay, lets hear about the rest of the day." 

"Pete was the first guy who actually took my dress off. When we got done fucking he had me sit on his lap. I was completely naked. He got on his telephone; called his assistant manager, Dave Roberts and asked him to come to his office. When Dave walked in Pete was fondling my breasts with one hand and finger fucking me with his other hand. He smiled at Dave, introduced me and told him I was going to be their new afternoon receptionist."

Roxanne shook her head. "Peewee, Dave was smooth, he just smiled back and greeted me. I was pretty turned on, so I had a little trouble talking. I just kind of nodded back to him."

I laughed. "Considering what was happening to you, I think you can be excused."

Roxanne smiled at me. "Thank you sweetheart, that's very kind of you." 

She took a deep breath and continued. "Pete told Dave that I'd just given him a pretty good blow job and explained that since I was going to be working for both of them he thought he might like a chance to get to know me a little bit better." 

Roxanne sighed. "Peewee, Pete had me lie across his desk while Dave took his cock out. Honey it was huge." She shook her head. "I don't know what it is about these car salesmen, but they all seem to have really big dicks." She paused. "So I started sucking Dave's cock. Pete was behind me finger fucking me at the same time. Honey, you can just imagine how hot I was getting. I actually had an orgasm while I was giving Dave his blow job." 

Roxanne took another deep breath. "Anyway, Dave ended up interviewing me to." 

I smiled. This was the woman I married. Life was going to be very interesting with Roxanne. I looked up at her. "I guess I'd better put some more condoms in your purse." 

She laughed. "I think that would be a very good idea." 

"So what happened after Dave finished interviewing you?" 

"The three of us were sitting in Pete's office talking. They were actually telling me what I would be doing in my job." 

"You mean besides sucking their cocks and letting them fuck you." 

"Now Peewee, don't start getting sarcastic." Roxanne stopped and smiled at me. "Unless of course you want me to punish you." 

I laughed. "No I'll take a pass on that right now. I want to hear about the rest of your day." 

"Okay, but no sarcasm." 

I chuckled, "All right, no sarcasm." 

"Okay, so Pete, Dave and I were sitting in Pete's office talking. They're dressed, but I was still naked. I was sitting on Pete's lap again." 

I shook my head. "Honey you had an amazing day." 

Roxanne laughed. "Yes I did and its still going on." She held up her foot. "Start kissing my toes again cuckboy." 

I smiled at Roxanne, cradled her right foot in my hands and started licking the spaces between her toes." 

"Anyway, I was sitting there naked with Pete and Dave. All of the sudden I looked up and there were three guys coming into Pete's office." Roxanne took a deep breath. "Baby one of the guys was maybe the sexiest man I've ever seen in my entire life." 

I looked up. That was the first time I'd ever heard Roxanne make a sweeping comment like that. 

She took a deep breath. "Peewee he was maybe 6'4" or 6'5" tall. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist." She smiled. "He was a stud. My pussy started get wet again from just looking at him. Pete introduced me to all three of the guys. They were very interested in meeting me." She giggled. "I suppose the fact that I was naked had a lot to do with that." 

"Yes I imagine it did." 

Roxanne reached down and cuffed me across the back of my head. "No comments from the peanut gallery." 

I obediently bowed my head and said, "Sorry Mistress." 

Roxanne smiled at me and said, "I forgive you, just don't let it happen again." She leaned forward and patted the top of my head. "Now act like a good little boy and be polite while I tell you the rest of my story."

I nodded.

Roxanne winked at me and I grinned at her. We were learning to enjoy each other.

Roxanne took a moment to collect her thoughts. Finally she started again. "So anyway, Pete was introducing me to these three guys. The really hot guy's name was Damon Bradley. The other two guys were Jimmy Reynolds and Ray Maxwell. They were good looking to, but nothing like Damon. Baby he was so hot. 

"So did Damon get to interview you?" 

"No as soon as Pete was done making the introductions they had to leave. It was the middle of the afternoon. They were needed on the sales lot." 

"Did anything else happen?" 

"Not really. Pete and Dave told me a little about Bob's Auto ranch and we discussed the details of my job." 

"What are those?" 

"I'm a receptionist. I'll be answering the telephone and greeting customers when they come into the sales office." 

"That sounds pretty normal. Are there any other duties?" 

"Yes. They told me that once in a while they might want me to entertain a few really good customers. She giggled. "Peewee, I think I'm going to be the company slut." 

"I thought that might be their plan. How do you feel about that?" 

"Baby I am so excited that I can hardly wait until I start working on Monday." 

"That's your starting day?" 

"Yes, they asked if I could come in at 9:00 on Monday morning. It will be the only morning I have to come in. They want to give me an orientation before they get busy in the afternoon." 

I nodded. "That makes sense. You'll have to cut your Monday classes, but that shouldn't matter for one day." 

"Oh there is one more thing." 

"What's that." 

"Remember I mentioned that Pete wants to take us to dinner tomorrow night?" 

"Yes, I do remember, but why both of us? I can understand why he wants to take you out to dinner, but why does he want me along?" 

"I know." 

"Okay, tell me." 

"They all want to know if the things I told them about you are really true. I'm certain that Bob asked him to do it. Baby they want to know if you really are my cuckold slave." 

Roxanne smiled at me. "Peewee, tomorrow night could be a really exciting night for both of us. I'm going to be Pete's date at the restaurant. You're going to sit and watch the two of us flirt with each other. I intend to treat you like my cuckold slave all evening long." Roxanne leered at me. "Peewee I'm going to make sure that everyone in the restaurant knows you're my husband and Pete is my date." She started giggling. "By the end of our dinner, everyone is going to be well aware of the fact that Pete's going to get to fuck me and you're not." 

I took a deep breath I was starting to get excited. "Okay, where are we going for this dinner?" 

"Pete wants us to meet him at a place on the north side of the city. Its called Baxter's. I guess he goes there a lot. Pete's married, but I get the idea that he likes to have a little fun on the side." 

"Well he had a little fun with you today." 

Roxanne giggled. "He sure did, and I'm really hoping that we can find a way for him to have a little more fun with me tomorrow night." 

I smiled at Roxanne. "Sweetheart, this has been a pretty exciting day. How about taking a break while I make you some dinner?" 

Roxanne reached down and pulled me up next to her. "Honey I'm starving. I would love some dinner." 

I went into the kitchen and started sautéing the chicken breasts. Roxanne came into the kitchen, sat down at the kitchen table and casually said, "Peewee, my glass is empty." 

I obediently went to the refrigerator, took out a fresh bottle of beer, poured it into Roxanne's glass, placed it in front of her and went back to cooking." 

Roxanne took a sip of her beer and sighed, "I love having a slave." 

She sat quietly and watched me cook. After a few moments she said, "Peewee. I'm feeling so hot right now. I'm really excited about going out to dinner with Pete tomorrow night." She started to giggle. "I'm trying to think of different ways that I can humiliate you in front of him." 

When the chicken was done cooking I cut it up, tossed a salad and mixed the chicken and salad together. 

We ate quickly. Both of us were still aroused. 

As soon as we were both finished eating Roxanne stood up and said, "Wash the dishes, when you're done meet me in the bedroom." 

I cleaned the kitchen quickly. When I was done, I went into the bedroom. Roxanne had her laptop computer set up on her makeup table. I looked over her shoulder. She was reading a story on our favorite cuckold web site. 

Roxanne looked up at me. "Sweetheart, did you know they make chastity cages for men?" 

My heart sank. I did know, but I wasn't sure I wanted Roxanne to know. 

I smiled, "Yes dear, I was aware of that." 

"Why didn't you tell me?" 

"I didn't think they were relevant to us." 

Roxanne giggled. "Peewee you are so wrong. I think they are very relevant to us." 

I was about to object, but Roxanne held up her index finger and waved it at me. "Peewee, not another word about this. I'm going to go shopping tomorrow." She smiled at me. "You're going to be locked up at dinner tomorrow night." She paused. "And Pete is going to know it."

Roxanne shut her computer down and stood up. "Peewee it is time for my bath. Take your panties off, I want you naked when you serve me." 

I pulled my panties down and kicked them off. When I was naked I turned to Roxanne and got on my knees. "Mistress I'm ready to serve you." 

Roxanne looked down. My little cock was standing at attention. She smiled. "You are enjoying this aren't you Peewee?" 

"Yes Mistress I really am."

"I'm glad." She patted my head. "Now Go draw my bath." 

I went into the bathroom and started running the water into the bathtub. When I was satisfied that the temperature was correct I returned to the bedroom. 

Roxanne was sitting on the bed. When she heard me coming in she stood up. "Undress me." 

I removed Roxanne's clothing and hung it neatly in her closet. When I was done she took my hand and led me into the bathroom. 

I spent the next 20 minutes giving my wife a luxurious bath. When I was finished she stood up and stepped out of the tub. 

After I dried her with a large bath towel she said, "Come with me Peewee". We went into the bedroom. Roxanne lay down on the bed, spread her legs and said, "Peewee, eat my pussy." 

I got onto the bed between my wifes legs and licked her to another orgasm. It must have been her eighth or ninth of the day. 

When she was done with her climax, Roxanne lay quietly on the bed while I knelt obediently at her feet. 

After several minutes she smiled and pulled me up next to her. 

She kissed my cheek, reached down and grabbed my erect penis. I started to get very excited. I knew my wife. It was now going to be my turn. 

Roxanne squeezed my little cocklet one time and let it go. After she let it go she whispered into my ear. "None for you tonight cuckboy. I want you really horny when my lover takes us to dinner tomorrow night." She giggled, "Tonight you get to suffer. I want you to lay awake and think about the fun I am going to have with Pete tomorrow night." 

My wife laid her head on her pillow and closed her eyes. 

My heart sank as I realized that tonight I was going to have to go to sleep unsatisfied. 

Roxanne fell asleep immediately. She'd had a full day and was well satisfied. I lay awake for a long time before I finally went to sleep. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I thought about the fact that four different men had fucked my new wife today. I had strong premonition that with the introduction of Bob's Auto Ranch, our life was falling into an out of control spiral.



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 16



Note: This story is the sixteenth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous fifteen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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I spent the next day in excited anticipation of the impending evening. My nerves were on edge. The events of the previous night had been incredibly stimulating. Being sent to bed without relief had left me in a state of sexual agitation. Contemplating the thrill of spending the evening dining with Roxanne while she flirted with one of her new lovers fanned those flames. I felt like I was in heat. 

My late night premonition about the potential peril presented by Bob's Auto Ranch also continued to haunt me. I couldn't explain why, but it was definitely casting a subtle shadow of foreboding on my mood. 

The clock moved slowly. It seemed like the day would never end. When I finally completed the lecture for my afternoon economics class, I raced for the parking lot.

By the time I got home it was almost 6:00. Roxanne was in the bedroom. She was sitting at her makeup table brushing her long blonde hair. She was naked. For a moment I stood still and stared at her. I loved looking at Roxanne's beautiful body. 

She turned. When she saw me staring at her she smiled. "Hi baby, how was your day?"

I laughed and said, "Long."

Roxanne grinned at me. "Mine to." Her expression became very serious. "Peewee, hurry up, we have to leave by 6:30 if we're going to meet Pete for dinner at 7:00." 

I got out of my suit and quickly showered. While I was drying myself off, Roxanne called to me. "I picked up a new outfit for you to wear tonight. It's all laid out on the bed." 

I smiled when I saw what she'd purchased. A new golf shirt was lying on top of a pair of tan slacks. The shirt was pink and had a little teddy bear embroidered on the left breast. A pair of pink lace panties, a matching pink garter belt and a pair of pink nylon stockings were laying neatly folded next to the slacks and shirt. 

As I looked at the outfit Roxanne said, "You can wear your tassel loafers. They'll look cute with this ensemble." She giggled. "Peewee, I hope you like your attire for this occasion. This evening, I want it to be very clear to everyone in the restaurant that Pete is the only man dining at our table." 

I got dressed while Roxanne finished putting on her makeup. When she was done she stood up and put on a black garter belt and a pair of nylons. "I don't think that I am going to need panties or a brassiere tonight. I think that they'll just get in the way." 

I looked at Roxanne. She was gorgeous. I was already envious of Pete. He was going to get to enjoy her body tonight. I was reasonably certain that I was not. 

Roxanne put on a see through white cotton blouse that buttoned in the front. It did very little to conceal her beautiful breasts. As she fastened the buttons she said. "Peewee, I think this is the right choice. A blouse that buttons in the front should make it easier for Pete to play with me tonight." She started giggling. "Plus as the evening progresses, I can start leaving more buttons unbuttoned."

Roxanne looked in the mirror and smiled. She obviously liked the effect she was creating.

She turned to me, pointed at her skirt and snapped her fingers.

I picked up her skirt, knelt at her feet and held it for her. She stepped into it and I pulled it up to her hips. As I fastened the zipper I realized how short it was. I laughed and said, "Honey wearing this skirt without underpants could get you arrested."

"Peewee, don't be a worry wart." Roxanne started giggling. "I promise to be very careful about who I flash."

My wife looked at the clock. It was almost 6:30. "Peewee, its time to leave, but we have one more thing to take care of before we go." 

Roxanne went to her dresser and pulled out a small box. My heart sank when I saw the words, CB 2000 on it. 

"Peewee, I went to Sex Land this afternoon. What a marvelous store. I bought several fun toys while I was there. I'll show them to you this weekend." 

She opened the box. As she read the directions she said, "They told me that this model was the best choice for men who were..."She paused, "How did they put it? Oh yes, insufficiently endowed." She started laughing. "That's a pretty good description of you isn't it Peewee." 

Roxanne slipped the cock cage into place and snapped the padlock closed. "There now my insufficiently endowed husband is all safe and secure so his naughty wife can relax and not worry about him while she plays with her big friend."

She put the key on a gold chain necklace and handed it to me. "Put this on me Peewee." 

I put the necklace around Roxanne's neck. I noticed that the key nestled nicely in her cleavage. As I fastened the clasp she said, "This should make for some fun conversation at the dinner table tonight."

Roxanne looked at her watch and picked up her purse. "Time to get going Peewee; we don't want to keep Pete waiting." 

Suddenly she stopped. "Oh there is one more thing that we have to do." Roxanne opened her purse and took out a small wooden box. Carved into the top of the lid was the silhouette of a man and a woman. They were naked and locked in an intimate embrace. "I bought this today." She opened the box. There were four condoms inside. She smiled at me. "Isn't this just the perfect little box for my condoms?" 

She paused. "Oh my, Peewee look; there are only four in here." Roxanne looked up at me and stared into my eyes. "Cuckboy it is now your duty to keep this box full. From now on whenever I open it I expect to find eight condoms inside. Four should be magnums and four should be regular sized. Checking this box and replenishing it will be one of your first duties whenever I come home." 

Roxanne's voice took on a menacing tone. "Peewee if I open this box and find that you have neglected your duty I will whip you." She glared at me, "Do you understand?" 

"I looked at the floor."Yes Mistress, I understand." 

Roxanne waited for a moment and then said, "Peewee do I have to whip you right now? What are you waiting for? Fill the box!" 

I looked in the box. There was one magnum and three regulars left. I quickly went to my dresser and got three more magnums and one more regular and brought them to Roxanne. 

As I held them out she said, "No Peewee, filling the box is your job, not mine." 

I obediently opened Roxanne's purse, took the box out, put the condoms into it and put the box back into her purse. 

As soon as I was done Roxanne picked up her purse and started for the front door. "Come Peewee, we don't want to be late." 

When we were in the hallway outside our apartment, I stopped to lock the door. When the door was locked I put my keys away and ran to catch up to Roxanne. As soon as I was next to her she stopped and stared at me. "Peewee, what do you think you're doing?" 

I hesitated. I wasn't sure what to say. I just stared at Roxanne. 

"You're forgetting your place. You're not my equal, you're my slave. A slave does not walk next to his Mistress. He walks two paces behind her." She paused for a moment to think. "If I am walking with another man you should stay three paces behind us. We might not want you listening to our conversation." 

As I walked behind Roxanne I was able to look at her outfit. I had never seen her dressed this provocatively. Her skirt was so short that it didn't cover the tops of her nylons and the clasps of her garter belt. The stiletto heels of her shoes were so high that I couldn't imagine how she could possibly walk in them. Her blouse was nearly transparent. My wife was dressed for sex. 

As soon as we got into the car Roxanne turned to me. "Peewee I expect you to be on your best behavior tonight. That includes showing the proper respect to my lover. Tonight you will address Pete as either Mr. Jefferson or Sir. Is that clear?" 

"Yes Roxanne, I understand." 

Roxanne held up here hand. "And I will be addressed as Ms Mitchell or Mistress." 

"Yes Mistress." 

Roxanne smiled. "Peewee, if you're well behaved and respectful tonight; I'll take your cage off and allow you to lick my asshole when we get home." Roxanne smiled at me. "Here is the best part sweetheart. If you'd like to I'll let you masturbate while you're licking my ass." 

My heart sank when I heard this. I was hoping for a nice blowjob when we got home. 

Roxanne must have noticed my disappointment." She laughed. "Peewee, sometimes you are so cute." She shook her head. "Honey now that I am working at Bob's I have lots of men to choose from for lovers. Why would I want to put that pathetic little thing of yours in my mouth or my pussy? No sweetheart, just be thankful if I allow you to masturbate once in a while."

Pete Jefferson had given Roxanne excellent directions. It was a good thing. Baxters was not an easy place to find. It was on the northern outskirts of the city. 

We started out on the interstate. That was the simple part. It got more complicated when we got off the freeway. We had to take an old two lane blacktop highway that wound its way around several lakes. Eventually we turned onto a narrow county road. After we traveled about a half mile we saw the huge neon sign on the right. It read, "Baxter's Dining and Dancing". 

There was a driveway on the left side of the building. We pulled in. The main entrance was located along this side of the restaurant. On the left side of the driveway there was a tall chain link fence. It was impossible to enter Baxter's parking lot without going down the driveway. 

As we approached the main entrance, a door man stepped out into the driveway. Apparently it was his job to check everyone who drove into the parking lot. I found this interesting. For some reason Baxter's found it necessary to guard their grounds. 

The doorman walked up to Roxanne's side of the car. She opened her window. He leaned in and asked, "Are the two you of you here for dinner tonight?" 

Roxanne smiled at him. "Yes, we have a 7:00 o'clock reservation." 

He looked at me. "You should park over there." He pointed to a group of cars that were parked about fifty feet from the door." I nodded to him and he turned to Roxanne. As he opened her car door he said, "My name is Jerry, Why don't you come into the restaurant while your husband parks the car." 

When Roxanne stepped out of the car I noticed that she gave Jerry a pretty good show. After flashing him she smiled and said, "Hi Jerry, I'm Roxanne. That's my husband Peewee. We're meeting a close friend of mine for dinner. His name is Pete Jefferson. Do you know if he's arrived?" 

"Yes, Mr. Jefferson arrived about five minutes ago. I believe he is already seated in the dining room. Come with me, I will show you the way." 

Roxanne nodded graciously. "Thank you Jerry that would be very kind." She took his arm and the two of them disappeared into the restaurant. 

I parked the car in the area that Jerry pointed out. As I got out of my car I noticed that there was a narrow lane leading to another parking lot. I could just see several cars parked along the back fence of that lot. As I walked into the restaurant, I wondered why Baxter's had two parking lots.

Jerry was waiting for me when I got to the door. "Sir your wife is seated with Mr. Jefferson in the dining room." 

"I smiled. "Thank you Jerry, I appreciate your assistance." As I walked by him I slipped $5.00 into his hand. 

He nodded and said, "Thank you sir, you're very generous." 

I walked up to the Maitre d. "Hello I'm William Oliver. I believe my wife just came in. We're meeting Mr. Pete Jefferson." 

"Oh, you must be Mr. Peewee. Yes, your wife is sitting with Mr. Jefferson."" 

I stared at him. 

He shook his head, "I am sorry sir, but your wife gave me $10.00 and asked me to call you that." 

I laughed. Roxanne was being very creative tonight. I nodded to the maitre d. "It's okay. If Roxanne wants you to call me Peewee, then it's just fine with me." 

"Thank you Mr. Peewee. Let me show you to Mr. Jefferson's table." 

I followed the maitre d into the dining room. Roxanne and Pete had their chairs pushed next to each other. Pete had his arm around my wife. They were talking quietly. 

As I approached the table Roxanne looked up and smiled at me, "Hi Peewee." She turned to Pete. "Baby, this is my husband, Peewee." 

Pete didn't stand up. He merely waved a hand at me and said, "Hi Peewee, nice to meet you." 

I smiled and said "Thank you sir, It's very nice to meet you to." 

Pete smiled when he heard the submissive tone in my voice. He stared at me for a moment and then said, "Sit down Peewee." 

As I sat down I said, "Thank you Mr. Jefferson."

Roxanne gave me an approving nod. I was playing my role very well. 

The waiter arrived at the table and set what appeared to be a bourbon on the rocks in front of Pete and a bottle of Budweiser in front of Roxanne. 

As he poured Roxanne's beer into a glass he looked at me and said, "Can I bring you anything from the bar sir?" 

I was about to order a bottle of beer when Roxanne interrupted, "Does your bartender make kiddie cocktails? My husband has difficulty handling anything stronger." She put her arm around Pete and kissed his cheek. "My boyfriend and I will be the only ones drinking alcohol at this table tonight." 

The waiter looked at me for a moment. It was almost as if he was studying me. Finally he turned to Roxanne with a knowing smile and said, "Yes maam, our bartender makes a very good Shirley Temple." 

Roxanne laughed. "That sounds like the perfect drink for the little wimp." 

The waiter smiled. "Very good maam. I will have the bartender make one for your little man right away." 

The waiter set a menu down in front of each of us and left. 

As the waiter was leaving Pete smirked and said, "Little man? Well Peewee from what Roxanne has told me, he seems to have sized you up very nicely." 

Both of them started laughing. Pete leaned over and gave my wife a long lingering kiss. After they broke it off Pete turned to me and stared into my eyes. He seemed to be challenging me. He was daring me to object to what he'd just done. 

I looked at the floor. I knew my role for the evening. I was to submit to Pete. 

When Pete saw me avoid his stare he smiled. It was a condescending smile. 

There was a moment of silence. Roxanne broke it. "Peewee, when you came in, Pete was admiring my necklace. He was curious about the key. I told him that this key was very important for you. He wants to know why. Honey I told him that you would explain it." 

I looked at Roxanne. I was horrified. 

She smiled at me. "Go on tell him, there's nothing to be ashamed of." 

We both knew that wasn't true. This was going to be very humiliating. That was the reason Roxanne was making me do it. 

At that moment I suddenly grasped the real purpose of my chastity belt. This onslaught of humiliation that I was being subjected to was having its usual effect on me. I was getting excited. As I became aroused I realized that the cock cage was preventing me from getting an erection. I smiled to myself, life was certainly becoming very interesting. 

Roxanne tapped her finger on the table. "Peewee, we're waiting." She glared at me. "Behave and do as you're told, otherwise I'll have to pull your panties down in the middle of this restaurant and spank the living daylights out of you." She paused to catch her breath. "And don't think that's just an idle threat little boy." 

Pete was nearly bursting as he tried to control his laughter. 

I bowed my head. "Yes Ms. Mitchell. I understand. I promise to try to be good." 

Roxanne reached out and squeezed my hand. "I know you will baby. Now go ahead and tell Mr. Jefferson about the key." 

I took a deep breath and stared at the floor. My voice was barely audible as I said, "It's the key for my chastity cage." 

Roxanne leaned towards me. "We couldn't hear you. Peewee you have to speak up. Now try it again." 

My voice was louder this time. "It's the key for my chastity cage." 

"Louder Peewee. Mr. Jefferson still can't hear you." 

"It's the key for my chastity cage!" I was almost yelling. Everyone in the restaurant turned to look at me. They'd all heard what I said. This was one of the most embarrassing moment that I'd ever endured." 

Pete started laughing and turned to Roxanne. "What the fuck is a chastity cage?" 

Roxanne giggled. "Peewee's weewee is locked in a plastic sleeve so that he can't play with it. Its also supposed to keep him from getting an erection." She turned to me. "Is it working Peewee?" 

I nodded, "Yes Mistress it is." 

Pete Jefferson shook his head. "Roxie I didn't even know they made stuff like that." 

Roxanne leaned over and kissed Pete. "Well I for one am glad that they do make them." Roxanne licked Pete's ear. "Later on tonight, when you and I are enjoying each other I want to know that my little sissy isn't off in the corner playing with himself." 

Pete grinned. "I see what you mean." He thought for a moment and said, "You are going to take it off tonight so he can have slippery seconds when you get home?" 

Roxanne laughed. "If he's really well behaved I'll take it off when we get home, but he's not getting slippery seconds. Baby your the only one who is going to get to fuck my pussy tonight." 

Pete laughed. "So the little wimp has to go to sleep with blue balls?" 

Roxanne smiled. "No if he's good he gets a reward." 

"Oh yeah, whats that?" 

Roxanne looked at me. "Tell him Peewee." 

I hesitated. 

Roxanne held up her index finger and waved it at me. "Peewee, don't keep Pete waiting." 

I hung my head and quietly said, "My mistress has promised me that I can lick her asshole when we get home." 

Pete started laughing. "Thats all you need Peewee?" 

"Well she might give me permission to masturbate while I do it." 

Pete shook his head. "Now I know I've heard everything." He paused and looked at me. "Will that do it for you Peewee?" 

I continued to stare at the floor. "It will have to sir. It's all that I am going to be allowed. I'm not as lucky as you are sir." 

Roxanne laughed. "Lucks got nothing to do with it cuckboy." Roxanne leaned over and kissed Pete on the lips. The kiss turned into a short makeout session. When they were finally done Roxanne took a deep breath, looked at me and said, "Pete's a man, Peewee, you're just a little ass kissing wimp. Men like Pete know how to get what they want." She sighed. "They take it." She sneered at me. "Wimps like you get the leftovers when men like Pete are done." She laughed. "And Peewee, you'd better be happy with the leftovers because that's all your going to get." 

As Roxanne was talking, Pete put his arm around my wife and cupped her breast. 

The waiter returned and set my "cocktail" down in front of me. When he was done he turned to Pete. "Sir, Are you ready to order?" 

Pete looked at Roxanne. She nodded. 

He turned back to the waiter. "Yes we're ready." 

He nodded to Roxanne, "Madam?" 

Roxanne smiled and said, "I'll have the small filet with garlic mashed potatoes and I'll start with a Caesar salad." 

He turned to Pete. Pete took a quick glance at the menu and said, "I'll have the prime rib, garlic mashed potatoes and I'll also start with a Caesar salad." 

When he looked at me Roxanne interrupted. "I'll order for the wimp." She looked at the waiter. "Can we order from the kiddie menu? Peewee would prefer that." 

The waiter smiled and nodded to Roxanne. "Yes madam, of course you can." 

Roxanne looked at the menu. "He'll have a hot dog." She looked up at the waiter. "Is that a small wiener?" She broke out laughing, leaned over and kissed Pete. "That's what he's most familiar with." 




Roxanne and Willie Ch. 16



The waiter nodded. "Yes Maam. It's a small wiener." 

"Good, bring him some French fries and...". My wife paused. "Do you have some red Jello so he can have a salad?" 

"I can get all of that for you." 

Roxanne nodded, handed him the menu and said, "Thank you very much." 

As the waiter walked away I started to wonder. He accepted that little interchange way too easily. I was beginning to suspect that Baxters was more than just a restaurant.

As soon as the waiter was gone, Roxanne and Pete focused their attention on themselves. I was completely ignored while they teased and flirted with each other like two high school kids on their first date. 

Roxanne whispered into Pete's ear. He laughed and squeezed her breast. 

Pete whispered something to Roxanne. She pulled away in mock indignation and gave him a pretend slap across the face. 

Pete laughed, pulled Roxanne to him and gave her a long passionate kiss. 

While they were kissing, I heard a commotion behind me. I turned, two women were entering the restaurant from the bar. They were greeting three couples who were already seated at a large table in the dining room. They were obviously joining them for dinner. 

As I looked at the two women I realized that I recognized them. 

I turned back to Roxanne and Pete. They were still kissing. I knew that I wasn't supposed to interrupt them, but this seemed to be important. 

I tentatively said, "Mistress." 

I was ignored. I said it again only louder, "Mistress." 

Roxanne broke off her kiss and glared at me. She was annoyed. "Peewee, can't you see that Pete and I are busy? This had better be pretty fucking important." 

I nodded. "I think it is. Look at the two women who are sitting down at that table over there. Isn't that Dr. Norman's wife? I paused. "I think her name was Julie, and I'm pretty sure the other woman is the friend who was at her house. If I remember correctly, her name was Sandra." 

Roxanne studied them for a moment and then said, "Peewee I think you're right." Suddenly she gasped. "Peewee, there's Dr. Norman." 

Two men were walking into the restaurant behind Sandra and Julie. Roxanne was gesturing towards the first man. 



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 17



Note: This story is the seventeenth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous sixteen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

Roxanne and I watched Dr. Norman and his friend join Julie and Sandra at the big table. Everyone greeted them. 

After a moment Roxanne turned to me. "Willie, what should I do about this?" 

I found it interesting that I was suddenly Willie again. 

Pete looked at us. "Roxie what the fuck is going on here?" 

Roxie kissed Pete's cheek. "I'm sorry baby. That's my English Professor. I'm in kind of an awkward situation right now. Please give me a few minutes." 

For the first time tonight Pete showed me a flash of something that resembled kindness. He nodded and smiled at Roxanne. "I understand. Why don't the two of you work this out. I'll relax here and have a drink." 

Roxanne kissed him and rubbed his crotch. "Thanks baby, I'll get this figured out right away and then we can play again." 

Roxanne looked back at me. "Willie what should I do? Look how I'm dressed." 

I smiled. "Roxanne, look at Dr. Norman. Look at how he's dressed." 

Roxanne stared at him, after a moment she said, "Willie he's wearing a bra under his shirt." 

I smiled. "Yes he is. Roxanne, I think these people are playing the same game we're playing. Remember that Saturday at Dr. Norman's house?" 

"Yes, his wife and her friend were entertaining two guys." 

"That's right, guys in their underwear. Remember how we noticed that they didn't seem to be hiding it?" 

Roxanne nodded. 

"Honey did you notice that the waiter wasn't the least bit shocked about the way you've been treating me? He's used to it. He's seen it before." 

Roxanne turned to Pete. "Do people come here to play sex games?" 

He nodded. "Yes, this is what makes Baxter's special. Anything goes here." He paused. "Especially after nine o'clock." 

Roxanne looked at me. "Willie what should we do?" 

I smiled. "First of all, I'm still Peewee." 

Pete looked at me and smiled. 

Roxanne stared at me. 

I looked at her. "I think this is a moment to be truthful. It seems to me that all of us are here for the same reason. Roxanne we might actually find that we become friends with these people." 

I stood up and extended my hand. "Come on sweetheart, let's go over and say hello" 

Roxanne took my hand and stood up. 

As she stood I said, "Remember just tell the truth. You're here having dinner with your boyfriend and your pussy wimp husband." 

As we started to walk over Roxanne grabbed my arm and stopped me. "Willie this is really awkward. I'm not sure what to say. Look at how I'm dressed." 

I kissed her cheek. "Relax; this is every bit as awkward for Dr. Norman as it is for you. Look at how he's dressed. Sweetheart, I'm pretty sure this is going to work out. Just be yourself. You have wonderful social skills." 

Roxanne looked at me. "Do you really think so?" 

I smiled. "Yes my dear, you have a charming personality. It's one of your many strengths." 

Roxanne grabbed my hand and squeezed it. "Willie you make me feel so good." She stopped, after a moment she said, "Baby am I being too mean to you tonight?"

I shook my head. "Well I am going to be having a hot dog for dinner." I smiled. "No sweetheart, so far this is a pretty exciting evening." 

She grinned at me. "Good because I think it's really hot." 

I patted Roxanne's butt. "We'd better get going before your stud starts getting impatient. You go ahead. I am going to walk two paces behind you. Be sure you introduce me as Peewee." 

Roxanne took a deep breath. "Okay, here goes." 

She walked over to Dr. Norman's table. As she approached, Dr. Norman looked up. I could tell from his expression that he recognized Roxanne right away. There seemed to be a moment where he was unsure about what to do. 

To his credit he recovered quickly. He smiled, stood up, extended his hand and said, "Roxanne Mitchell, how nice to see you." 

After Roxanne shook his hand, he turned to his wife. "Julie this is one of my students." 

Julie looked at Roxanne. "Oh yes, we met last Saturday. You were the woman who dropped her paper off at our house." She smiled. "I am sorry that we weren't more hospitable. Sandra and I were entertaining company when you arrived." 

One of the other women at the table laughed. "That's a very polite way to put that." 

The woman who I remembered as Sandra looked at the woman and said, "Brenda, be nice." 

Dr. Norman stepped in. "Roxanne, it's my understanding that you were planning on getting married this week." 

Roxanne nodded. "Yes, I got married on Tuesday morning." Roxanne turned to me. "This is my husband, Peewee." 

Julie raised her eyebrows. "Peewee?" 

Roxanne grinned. "That's my pet name for him. His real name is William." 

The woman who Sandra had just called Brenda said, "Jules aren't you going to introduce us. Roxanne is starting to sound like a very interesting person." 

Julie blushed. "I'm sorry." She looked at everyone. "Roxanne Mitchell this is Brenda Adams and her husband Bobby Franklin. Next to her are Madeline Conrad and her fiancé Jamal Wright. Maddie and Jamal are getting married in two weeks. April Hansen and her husband Mark Peters are next to Jamal. You've already met Sandra Monroe. That's her husband, Stevie Wagner next to her." 

Everyone waved or nodded as they were introduced. I was very curious when I heard that Sandra Monroe's husband was named Stevie Wagner. I wondered if he was the wiz kid who worked for Patterson, Wright and Turner Investments. 

Maddie looked at Roxanne. "Roxanne, I must say that your outfit for this evening gives you a rather slutty appearance." 

Brenda shook her head. "Roxanne please don't be offended by my friend. In this group, being called a slut is a compliment. Honey all of us are sluts." 

Sandra laughed. "Brenda is right Roxanne." She paused. "Is it okay for us to call you Roxanne?" 

"Sure, but everyone but my husband calls me Roxie." 

Sandra smiled. "Roxie it is." She stopped. "What does your husband call you?" 

Roxanne giggled. "It depends on my mood. Most of the time I let him call me Roxanne, but sometimes it's Ms. Mitchell or Mistress." 

Maddie looked around the table. "I am definitely getting to like this girl." 

Brenda laughed. "Roxie it does sound like we might have a lot in common. Would you and Peewee care to join us?" 

Roxanne smiled "Thank you very much, but my date for the evening is waiting over at our table." 

Sandra looked at Roxanne. "Let me understand this, you just got married the day before yesterday and tonight you're here with a date?" 

Roxanne nodded. "Yes he's one of the guys I work for. He's really hot." 

I laughed to myself. She was doing it. 

Brenda started laughing. "Honey you are our kind of girl." 

Roxanne looked over at our table. Pete was beginning to show signs of impatience. She smiled at everyone. "It was a pleasure to meet all of you. I hope you will excuse us, Peewee and I had better get back to our table. I think we're trying my lover's patience." 

Julie looked at Pete. "Roxie, we understand. Your lover is a hot guy. You'd better get back to him." 

As we turned to leave Brenda said, "It was nice to meet you Roxie. I hope we get to talk again in the very near future." 

When we got back to our table Roxanne walked right up to Pete and said, "I'm sorry that took so long. Baby, I promise I'll make it up to you tonight." 

Pete took a sip of his scotch and said, "How do you plan to do that Roxie?" 

Roxanne sat down next to Pete and hugged him. As she hugged him she said, "Let me see. How could I make this up to you?" She looked at me. "Peewee, do have any thoughts about how I might make amends to Pete?" 

As I sat down I kind of mumbled, "I don't know." 

Roxanne laughed. "Oh sure you do Peewee. Think harder. What could I possibly do for this big stud that would give him pleasure? I need your help on this one Peewee." 

I stared at the floor. "You know Mistress." 

"No Peewee I don't know. That's why I'm asking for your opinion. What can I do that might make a man like Pete happy." She paused. "Peewee, if you don't know I am going to have to ask the couple at the next table." 

I looked at Roxanne in horror. 

She took a big sip of her beer and said, "I'm not joking Peewee." 

I believed her. There was no doubt in my mind that Roxanne would carry out her threat. I swallowed hard and mumbled, "Suck his cock." 

Roxanne smiled. It was an mischievous smile. "What was that Peewee? You need to speak up." 

"Suck his cock." It was much louder this time. As I said it, I was worried that everyone at the neighboring tables heard me. 

"Oh my Peewee, You're my husband. Do you really want me to do that to Pete?" 

I hung my head. 

"Answer me Peewee. Do you really want your wife to suck another man's cock?" 

"Yes mistress." My voice was barely audible. 

Roxanne giggled. She was enjoying this. "Peewee, that's really nasty. You'd better ask Pete just to be sure he really wants me to do that to him." 

I looked at Pete and took a deep breath. I was on fire. This was the most humiliating thing that Roxanne had ever made me do. "Mr. Jefferson would you like to have my wife suck your cock?" 

Pete shook his head. "Roxie, I don't believe you." He laughed. "You two are totally out of control. This is really hot." He looked back at me. "Yes Peewee, I would love to have your wife suck my cock." 

Pete paused. He was obviously thinking. After a moment he started to smile. "Peewee, the two of you were gone for a really long time. I think your wife should let me fuck her to. Its only seems fair to me. Don't you agree?." 

I stared at the floor and mumbled, "Whatever Ms. Mitchell wants." 

Roxanne giggled. "What was that Peewee? We couldn't hear you. Do you think I should let Pete fuck me tonight?" 

"Yes Ms Mitchell, if it would please you." 

Roxanne laughed. "Damn right it would please me."

Pete was grinning. He obviously loved being an alpha male.

Our waiter appeared with our food. Roxanne and Pete talked quietly and ate huge Caesar salads while I silently watched them and picked at my bowl of red jello. 

When we were done, the waiter cleared our salad plates and brought our entrees. As he set an exquisitely prepared filet mignon in front of Roxanne, the waiter smiled at Pete and said, "For your lady." 

Next he set an enormous slice of prime rib in front of Pete and said, "For you sir." 

Finally he placed my hot dog and French fries in front of me. As he set them down he nodded to Pete and said, "For the little guy." 

After dinner the waiter cleared our dishes. Pete and Roxanne's portions were so large that neither of them were able to finish their meal. As the waiter was taking their plates he looked at Pete and asked, "Can I box the leftovers for you sir?" 

Pete started to say no, but Roxanne put her hand on his arm and stopped him. 

"I'll take them. Peewee didn't get much dinner tonight." She turned to the waiter. "Put everything into one box and mix it together." She turned back to Pete and started to giggle. "When we get home I'll put it all into a big bowl for him and set it on the floor." She leaned over and licked Pete's ear. "Baby, I love the idea of making him eat your leftovers." 

Pete shook his head. "You're going to make him eat leftovers from a bowl on the floor." He started laughing. "You're treating him like he's your pet dog." He looked at Roxanne. "You love tormenting the little wimp don't you?" 

Roxanne started giggling. "I really do. I bought the little guy some presents today. He hasn't seen them yet. One of my presents for him is a very nice leather collar and leash set." 

Pete laughed. "You're joking aren't you?" 

Roxanne smiled and shook her head. "Fuck no, I intend to start training him. I want to teach him to sit up, roll over and beg for treats." 

Pete chuckled. "Roxie, you are wicked." 

Roxanne started giggling. "Yes I am and being wicked really gets me hot." 

She leaned over and kissed Pete on the mouth. "Baby, the music has started. People are dancing. Why don't you take me out to the dance floor so I can show you just how wicked I can be." 

Pete leaned over, kissed Roxanne and put his hand on her breast. "Why don't we warm up at the table first?" 

Roxanne closed her eyes and sighed. "What a good idea." 

While Roxanne and Pete were making out at the table, I looked around the restaurant. The character of the place had changed. The lights were lower. A sound system was playing romantic dance music. Some couples were kissing at their table just like Pete and Roxanne. Others were on the dance floor. Their bodies were pressed tightly against each other while they slowly swayed to the erotic rhythm of the music. 

My earlier suspicion was correct. Baxters was a little haven for illicit rendezvous. 

"If the two of you don't settle down a little the fire department is going to have to come in here and turn a hose on you." 

I turned around. It was Sandra Monroe. 

She was smiling at Pete and Roxanne. "It looks like you two are just about ready for the parking lot." 

Roxanne broke off her kiss with Pete and looked at Sandra. "What's this about the parking lot? I don't understand." 

Sandra started laughing. "I'll bet that guy you're kissing knows about the parking lot at Baxter's." 

A light bulb went on in my brain. Suddenly I understood the reason for all of the security surrounding the parking area. As I thought more about it, I also understood why they had that secluded back parking lot. That area was used as a safe place to fuck in your car. 

Pete nodded at Sandra. "I sure do and I drove a Lincoln Navigator tonight.'" 

Sandra grinned at Roxanne. "Honey, you're a lucky girl. This evening you're going to be playing in spacious luxury." 

Roxanne looked at Sandra with a puzzled expression. 

Sandra laughed some more. "Don't worry sweetheart, you're about to be very pleasantly surprised." Sandra paused. "Listen honey, the gang sent me over to talk to you. We come here for the same reason you do. Our husbands are cucks just like your husband."  

Roxanne smiled, "We kind of thought that was the situation." 

"We're going to send our husbands to the bar right now. After dinner our table is exclusively reserved for entertaining our studs. She turned and motioned towards the bar. "You might notice that the cocktail lounge is well stocked tonight." 

We all looked into the bar. It was filled with handsome middle aged men. 

Sandra continued. "The reason I am here is to ask you if would be okay to invite Peewee to join our husbands while you entertain your stud?" 

Roxanne turned to me. "Would you like to do that Peewee?" 

I smiled. "Yes Ms. Mitchell. I would like that very much." 

"Very well then, you have my permission." 

As I stood up Roxanne waved a finger at me. "Peewee remember, tonight alcohol is reserved for men only." 

Sandra laughed. "Don't worry, we don't let our cucks drink at Baxters either. Diet coke is all he is going to be served in this bar." 

Roxanne looked at Sandra. "Thank you for inviting him. That was very considerate. Peewee will enjoy it." 

"You're welcome Roxie." She paused. "There is one more thing." 

"What's that?" 

Sandra looked at Pete. "Are you married Pete?" She stopped. "Please understand I'm not trying to be nosey. Almost all of the men we party with here are married." She paused, "I'm only asking because if you're married you're probably going to want to go home right after you and Roxie are done in the parking lot." 

Pete nodded. "That is true; my wife is at home waiting for me." 

"Roxie, we have a little tradition. When we're done with our parties, we like to sit in the bar with our husbands and have a Diet Coke before we all go home. It's just a time for relaxed conversation with our favorite men. We would love it if you would join us after Pete leaves." 

Roxanne smiled. "Thank you Sandra, that would be very nice." 

"Please understand, we do have a rule that no studs can sit with us in the bar. This is time for us to be with our husbands." 

Pete kissed Roxie. "Don't worry babe. That will work out great for me. I really do have to get home right after we're done." 

Roxie looked at Sandra. "That sounds wonderful to me." 

Sandra smiled. "Excellent, we're all looking forward to getting to know the two of you." She thought for a moment and then she started to giggle. "We do have one more tradition that you might be interested in." She leaned over and whispered into Roxanne's ear. 

Roxie laughed out loud and said, "I love it. Yes tell the girls to please go ahead." 

Sandra turned to me, smiled and extended her hand. "Peewee, come with me. It's time for you to get to know your fellow cucks." 

As this beautiful blonde escorted me to the bar I thought to myself that I had just met one of the nicest women in the entire world. 

Sandra led me into the bar. All of the guys from the table were there. They were seated at one end well away from the crowd of middle aged men. It was obvious that there was an area for studs and an area for cucks. I noticed that Maddie's fiancé, Jamal was now standing with the studs. 

She brought me to Stevie and patted my butt. "Here you go Peewee. These boys will take good care of you while your wife is playing with her man." 

She turned to her husband and kissed him on the cheek. "I'll see you later." 

As she started back to the dining room, Stevie called to her, "Have fun sweetheart."

Sandra stopped and turned. After a moment she grinned at her husband. "I intend to honey. I've already picked out the guy I want. He's really handsome. I think you'll agree when you see him." She started to giggle. "I have to go now. I'm starting to get really horny." 

We all watched Sandra walk back into the dining room and sit down with the other wives. 



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 18



Note: This story is the eighteenth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous seventeen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

After Sandra sat down, Stevie Wagner turned to me. "Let's do introductions again. I'm Stevie Wagner." He patted Dr. Norman's shoulder, "This specimen of savage masculinity is Ricky Norman." 

Ricky laughed. "Be careful Sissyboy or I'll tell Sandra that you're being sarcastic again." He winked at his friend. "We both know what she does when she thinks you're being sarcastic." 

Stevie smiled at Ricky. "Just remember, my wife isn't the only one who owns a horsewhip." 

Ricky grinned at Stevie and said, "Touché" 

Stevie turned back to me. "Ricky is the brains of this outfit." 

"That sure isn't saying very much." 

Stevie turned to the source of the remark. "The stand up comedian over there is Bobby Franklin. Bobby is our accountant. He keeps us out of the jaws of poverty." 

Bobby laughed. "I just try to keep things under control so that our wives can continue to live in the opulent luxury that they demand." 

He patted the man sitting next to him on the back. "If I don't do my job properly, we'll have to visit our friend Mark here just to keep our wives happy." 

Stevie laughed. "Mark Peters, our friend sitting next to Bobby, is a loan officer for the Wellington Bank." 

He walked over and patted Bobby on the back. I think our friend exaggerates our need to keep our wives living in extravagance. They might even be more frugal than we are. They tend to be much more conservative during our family business meetings." 

Stevie turned to me. "Now you know who we are, but we don't know much about you." He smiled. "I assume that Peewee is not the name on your birth certificate." 

I laughed. "No Roxanne gave me that name. My parents named me Willie Oliver." 

Ricky stood up and extended his hand. "It's nice to meet you Willie Oliver." 

I shook his hand. "The pleasure is mine Ricky." 

"Hey everyone!" It was Markie, he was standing up. "I think the girls are getting ready to make their selections." 

Stevie turned to me. "I suppose it's kind of lame, but I guess we're all true cuckolds. We enjoy watching our wives select and seduce their lovers for the evening." 

I laughed. "I can understand it very well. I guess I must be a true cuckold to. Mind if I watch with you." 

Stevie smiled. "Not at all buddy. Pull up a stool. It's a pretty good show." 

Bobby turned to Mark, "All right, who is April going to pick?" 

Mark shook his head and laughed. "Bobby has there ever been any doubt?" 

Bobby shook his head. "No I guess not. The big guy in the blue blazer is a lock for April." 

We all looked. The guy in the blue blazer was at least 6' 6" tall and must have weighed 250 lbs. He had a physique that suggested he could have been a professional football player. 

Ricky turned to me. "Mark's wife has a real thing for big men." 

Bobby started chuckling. "So why did she marry Mark over here?" 

Bobby's question was a good one. None of us were over 5' 8" tall.

Mark grinned at Bobby. "Because she's also a ruthless dominatrix and she has just as big a thing for little pussy wimps like me." 

Ricky started laughing. "I think that might apply to all of us." 

Mark turned to Bobby. "Okay numbers, who's Brenda going to pick?" 

Bobby smiled. "Brenda's just as easy as April to predict." 

Mark laughed. "I think you could leave the to predict off of that sentence and still be right." 

Bobby nodded, "You mean Brenda's just as easy as April." 

Ricky shook his head. "Again I think that might also apply to all of our wives. They're all easy. Its one of the reasons we love them." 

Everyone nodded in general agreement. 

Mark turned back to Bobby. "So tell us, who will it be?" 

"See the young blonde haired stud over there. He's about 6'2", well muscled and just barely 21. You know Brenda. She loves young athletic college guys. I am sure she's drooling over him right now." 

We all looked at Brenda and started laughing. She was looking directly at the guy Bobby had pointed out. 

Mark smiled, "Okay Bobby and I know our wives. He turned to Stevie. "Who is Sandra going to pick?" 

Stevie laughed. "That's easy; just find the oldest guy in here." 

They all laughed. A very distinguished looking gentleman in his late 40's was standing at the bar. Sandra was staring directly at him. 

Mark turned to Ricky. "Okay Prof, tell us who your wife is going to pick." 

Ricky smiled. "Julie is just as easy to predict as your wives. See the stocky guy with the shaved head. He has that rough construction worker look that Julie loves. Right now I am betting that she's hoping he has tattoos all over his arms." 

Stevie laughed. "That's our Jules." 

Bobby looked at Ricky. "So Ricky, when are you going to get your tattoo?" 

"Don't laugh. I actually asked Julie for permission to get my arms tattooed." 

Mark looked at Ricky. "What did she say?" 

"She laughed and told me I had to have biceps before I could get tattoos on my arms." 

We all smiled. 

"She did tell me she wanted me to get a tattoo somewhere else" 

Stevie looked at Ricky; "Really, where?" 

Ricky grinned. "On my dick; she wants it to say, 'The exclusive property of Julie Gordon'." 

Stevie smiled and asked, "Why haven't you gotten it done?" 

"We can't find a tattoo artist that can write that small." 

We all broke out laughing. 

Mark raised his hand. "Gentlemen back to serious questions. We still have one woman left to predict, Maddie." 

Bobby shook his head. "That question's not even worthy of consideration." 

Mark looked at him. "Oh yeah? All right Numbers, enlighten us. Who will it be?" 

"Jamal" 

"Jamal? She lives with Jamal." 

"Yes but they're so much in love right now that they don't care." 

Stevie smiled. "It makes sense to me. Jamal spends so much time on call at the hospital that they almost never get to see each other." 

Mark nodded. "You're right, it does make sense. Both of them have been with so many other partners that it's probably fun to be monogamous for a while." 

Ricky thought for a moment. "It might be hard for us to understand them. They aren't a hot wife - cuckold couple. They're more like a hot wife - hot husband couple. Maddie loves Jamal's big cock." 

Stevie put his hand up. "All right gentlemen, the predictions are in. Let's watch and see what happens." 

The first response came from Sandra's middle aged man. He was really quite sophisticated as he walked up to Sandra, leaned over and whispered into her ear. Sandra smiled, kissed his cheek and patted the chair next to her. 

Julie's macho man was next. He wasn't quite as smooth as Sandra's gentleman, but it didn't matter. He was preselected. He didn't have to impress Julie with his gift of gab. He'd already impressed her with his muscular body and rough demeanor. As soon as he sat down he leaned over and kissed Julie on the mouth. While he was kissing her he boldly cupped her breast with his right hand.

Ricky laughed. "Gentlemen, If you're going to try to seduce my wife, that is the perfect way to do it. Julie loves aggressive men." 

April's big guy was the next man to make his move. He didn't have to work too hard. When he was half way to the table April got up and walked over to him. She stood on her toes, whispered something into his ear and kissed his cheek. He smiled at her, took her hand and led her to the dance floor. 

While this was going on Jamal walked over to Maddie and asked her to dance. She smiled at him and stood up. Jamal led her to the dance floor where he took her into his arms and held her close to him. The music was irrelevant to them. They just wanted to hold each other. 

Brenda was now the only wife who had not yet hooked up. Her problem was one that she frequently encountered, younger guys can be shy. 

As we watched her Bobby said, "Don't worry she has this under control." 

While Bobby was telling us this, Brenda tilted her head, smiled and pointed her index finger at her young man. 

We looked across the bar. The young studs eyes bugged out in surprise. He pointed at himself and mouthed the word, "me?" 

We looked back at Brenda. She was smiling as she nodded her head and mouthed the word,"yes". 

The young man's demeanor immediately changed. He morphed into his image of a suave, debonair gentleman. It was kind of silly but Brenda didn't care. She wasn't interested in his ability to converse. He walked up to her table and asked her to dance. Brenda smiled and stood up. When they got to the dance floor he took her into his arms. As they started to dance Brenda slipped her hand down to his crotch. 

She was facing us at the time. She grinned and winked at Bobby. 

Bobby laughed. "He's got a big one." 

We all started laughing. While we were laughing Ricky said, "Hey Willie, have you checked out your wife and her stud lately?" 

All of us turned. Pete and Roxanne were on the dance floor. Both of Roxanne's hands were wrapped around her lover's neck. Pete's left hand was holding Roxanne in a close dance position It was his right hand that drew our attention. It was on my wife's ass. Only he had pulled the hem of her skirt up to her waist. 

If you remember when we were dressing for tonight's dinner Roxanne had decided not to wear underwear. At this moment, everyone in the restaurant was getting a pretty good show. My wife was so overcome with lust that she didn't care. 

We were quiet now. The genial banter between us had ceased. All of us were intent on watching our wives as the men they had just selected started seducing them. I suppose you could argue with my choice of verb. These men didn't really have to do too much seducing. Our wives were very willing victims. 

Roxanne was of course already seduced and she and Pete were the first to go. While they were dancing Pete leaned over and whispered something into her ear. Roxanne just smiled at him and nodded. Pete took her by the hand and led her off the dance floor. When they passed through the bar on their way to the parking lot door, Roxanne didn't bother to acknowledge my presence. I wasn't hurt. I was a cuckold. I knew that at this moment my wife belonged to another man. She was going to be his plaything for the next hour. I would get her back when he was done.

When I looked back into the dining room, Sandra and Julie were now on the dance floor with their men. 

As I watched everyone dance I noticed Brenda whisper into her young man's ear. He smiled and took her hand. As he led Brenda through the bar to the door, Brenda flashed Bobby a big smile and mouthed the words "See you later." 

Jamal and Maddie followed Brenda and her stud out the door. They didn't pay any attention to anyone. They were in a world of their own. 

Julie came next. Her macho stud had his arm around her shoulder in a show of possessiveness. He was telling the world that for the next hour this woman was his. From the expression on Julie's face, it was clear that she agreed. At this moment Ricky's wife did indeed belong to this other man. 

Sandra and her gentleman followed Julie and her stud out the door. They came through the bar casually holding hands and talking. Sandra winked at her husband as she walked passed him with her lover. 

April and her lover came last. As they walked by her big man had her wrapped up in his massive arms. April was tightly pressed against him. She was obviously enjoying the feel of his mountainous body. 

As soon as Mark's wife and her lover disappeared out the door we all turned to each other and smiled. We now had a common bond. At this moment all of our wives were in the arms of other men. 

Stevie turned to me. "Well Willie we have some time to kill. Why don't you tell us a little bit about yourself." 

"All right." I thought for a moment. "I'm just finishing up the work for a PhD in economics at the University." 

Bobby interrupted me. "What did you say?" 

I looked at him and repeated what I said. "I'm just finishing up the work for my PhD in economics at the University." 

Stevie smiled at me. "Willie how are your skills at predicting long term economic trends?" 

"That's an interesting question. You guys are into some pretty sophisticated small talk." 

Stevie laughed. "I'm sorry, let me give you a little background about why were asking about this." He paused to think. "Willie I'm a stock broker." He stopped. 'Actually I'm more of a stock analyst. 

"Do you work for Patterson, Wright and Turner Investments.?" 

"Yes." 

"I'm well acquainted with your reputation. In fact I recently made a great deal of money because of you. Your firm handles a trust fund that my old uncle set up for me before he died. They invested a large sum of my money in a company called...." 

"Bentine Pharmaceutical" 

I turned, It was Ricky. He was laughing. 

"Willie we encounter this with some frequency. Our friend made a lot of money for a lot of people with that deal." Ricky grinned. "His investment skill has also improved our lives." 

"What do you mean?" 

"Our friend has used some of the money he earned from his investments to set up a cooperative. We all live together." 

"Really?" 

Bobby nodded. "Yes really, we live together as one big family." 

I shook my head. "So that's what you were talking about when you were mentioning your family financial meetings earlier." 

Stevie said, "All right enough about us. I want to hear more about Willie and his PhD in economics." 

I shrugged. "What do you want to know?" 

"Let me repeat my earlier question. How is your ability to predict long term economic trends?" 

I laughed. "The title of my PhD thesis is, 'An analysis of the affect of energy shortages on the global economy during the first half of the 21st Century." 

Ricky shook his head. "It doesn't exactly sound like light reading." 

Stevie turned to Bobby, "Robert, I think we need to learn a little more about our new friend." 

Stevie turned back to me. "Bobby and I are planning to put together our own investment company, He's a crackerjack accountant, Mark has a thorough understanding of the mortgage industry and I have a good reputation as a stock analyst. What we need is someone to help us factor in the effects of long term economic trends." 

I smiled at him. "I've spent the past eight years training to do that." 

Bobby laughed. "Now all we need to do is find out what his golf handicap is." 

"I'm a five." 

Stevie looked at me. "Is that true?" 

"Yeah, when I play a lot I can get it down to three, but its never been lower than that. What's your handicap?" 

"I'm a one right now. Bobby is a three. Mark ranges between four and five. Ricky and Jamal are both eighteens. They just started about a year ago." 

Bobby laughed. "Mr. Oliver I do believe that we have just discovered the foundation for a solid friendship." 

I was about to comment on Bobby's statement when his wife walked through the bar door. Brenda walked directly to me, put her arms around my head, pulled my mouth to her lips and kissed me. As she kissed me she pushed a large glob of slippery goo into my mouth. I immediately recognized it as semen. 

As soon as she passed it all into my mouth Brenda broke off her kiss and said, "Swallow it baby, swallow all of it. As I swallowed the load of cum Brenda smiled at me and said, "Peewee honey, welcome to our Baxter's group." 

I laughed. "That's quite an initiation." 

Brenda chuckled. "Sweetheart, you're not even close to being done." 

Just then Julie and her stud walked in. He waited at the door while she walked right up to me and kissed me. Julie's kiss was just as creamy as Brenda's. When she passed all of her lover's semen into my mouth she giggled and said, "Swallow it Peewee. Show us that you're a really good cuck." 

I smiled at her and swallowed all of the semen. 

Julie patted my head and said, "Good boy." Then she turned to Ricky. "Honey lend me your handkerchief." 

Ricky handed Julie his handkerchief. She wiped the remaining specs of semen off of her lips and walked back to her lover. She kissed him on the mouth and said; "Gene, thank you for a very nice time tonight. You're a wonderful lover." 

Gene smiled. "I enjoyed it to baby." 

Julie hugged him. "Now you'd better go home to your wife." She patted his butt. Gene gave her a quick peck on the cheek and walked out the bar door. 

As soon as Gene was gone Julie walked over to her husband and kissed him. "Hi honey, I had fun but I missed you." 

Ricky kissed her back and said, "How about a diet coke?" 

Julie giggled and said, "I thought you'd never ask." 

Ricky turned to the bartender. "Hey Mike." 

Mike yelled back, "I'm on it Rick. Brenda you want one to?' 

"Brenda yelled back, "I sure do Mike, that kid had a thing about getting sucked. I just spent the last hour with his cock in my mouth." 

Mike was about to say something when April walked in. She was alone. She walked right up to me. I was ready for her. When she kissed me I opened my mouth and let her push the glob of cum onto my tongue. As soon as she was done she giggled and said. "Roxie has you well trained." 

She patted my cheek and walked over to her husband. He smiled at her and said, "Sweetheart, did you have a good time?" 

April winked at him. "Oh yes, he was very good. I'll tell you all about it when we get home." 

Mark laughed. "I can't wait." 

April winked at him. "Neither can I." 

Mark was just turning to Mike the bartender to order a soda for April when Sandra walked in with her gentleman. 

He stood at the door while Sandra walked up to me. When she was about a foot away she stopped and smiled at me. She knew that I knew what was coming. I spread my arms in a welcoming gesture. Sandra gave me a wink and kissed me. I opened my mouth and let her push her load of semen onto my tongue. When she was done she stepped back and patted my cheek. "You're a good boy Peewee." 

For some reason Sandra's approval made me feel proud. 

Sandra walked back to her lover and kissed his cheek. "Jerome, thank you for a wonderful evening." 

He smiled. "Sandra it was my pleasure. I hope that we can see each other again." 

Sandra smiled at him. "I would like that very much." She turned to her husband. "Honey give Jerome my telephone number." 

Stevie opened his wallet, took out a business card and walked over to his wife's lover. As he handed him the card he said, "Sandra's cell phone number is on the top. Our home telephone number is on the bottom. You should feel free to call either number."  

Jerome shook his head. "I guess I should say thank you. I certainly enjoyed your wife this evening. I really would enjoy seeing her again." He nodded to both Sandra and Stevie and walked out the bar door. 

As soon as he was gone Sandra walked up to Stevie and kissed him. "Thank you sweetheart, he really was very good." She put her arm around her husband's shoulder and said, "I'm dying for a soda."

Stevie turned to Mike. As he was ordering Sandra's Diet Coke, Roxanne walked through the door.

Her blouse was unbuttoned. Her breasts were fully exposed. She walked straight over to me and kissed me. I was ready for the ball of semen. When I swallowed it she giggled. "Pete's cum tastes really good doesn't it baby." 

As I buttoned the front of her blouse, Roxanne continued talking. She was very excited. "Peewee, Pete's a wonderful lover. He's maybe the best fuck I've ever had. I want him to be my boyfriend. I want to keep having him over and over again." 




Roxanne and Willie Ch. 18



I felt real pangs of jealousy when Roxanne said this. 

Just then Maddie and Jamal walked in. Jamal called out, "Where's the new cuck?" 

Everyone pointed at me. Maddie walked up to me and kissed me. As she passed Jamal's cum into my mouth he laughed and said, "Welcome to our group Peewee." 

Everyone started clapping. Roxanne kissed me and said, "Peewee honey, you've just completed your creamy kiss initiation. The other wives told me that every cuck goes through it." 

We all sat in the bar, drank Diet Coke and talked quietly. There was very little discussion of lovers or cuckolding. The descriptions of tonights lovemaking would come later when we were at home submissively kneeling at our wives feet. 

The bar party didn't last long. I gathered that it never did. We were all too excited about getting home. 

As we were leaving Stevie said, "Willie we have two tee times at Oak hollows Golf course Saturday morning at 8:00 am. We still have some space. Would you like to join us?" 

I turned to Roxanne. 

She smiled at me. "Go ahead baby. You haven't been able to play much golf lately, it will be fun for you." 

"But what will you do?" 

"She can go shopping with us." It was Brenda. "We're going to the mall." 

Roxanne smiled at Brenda. "Thank you, I would love that." She turned back to me. "Now you have to play golf on Saturday morning so I can go shopping." 

I laughed. "Okay, but only if you order me to play." 

Julie turned to Sandra. "Why don't we invite them to date night Saturday night?" 

Brenda nodded in agreement. "That's a good idea Jules." 

Roxanne looked at Julie. "What's date night?" 

Julie grinned at her. "Each of us gets a date for dinner. Our cucks act as our slaves. They prepare the meal and serve it while we relax and enjoy the company of our guests. After dinner the cucks clean up while we sit in the living room with our studs and have coffee and dessert. When the kitchen is clean we take our dates to a nice secluded spot in the house and fuck while our little cuckboys kneel at our feet and watch." She giggled. "It's a really fun night." 

Roxanne shook her head. "It does sound like a fun evening, but I don't have a steady boyfriend. I suppose I could ask Pete, but he's married. It might be hard for him to get out of the house on a Saturday night." 

Sandra leaned forward on her barstool. "If you're willing to trust us we'll get you a date. We know lots of guys who are handsome and dying for an invitation to one of our parties." 

Roxanne grinned. "That would be wonderful." 

Sandra nodded. "Great, do you have any preferences?" 

Roxanne thought for a moment and laughed. "Do you mean other than having a big hard dick?" 

The wives all laughed. As they quieted down Julie said, "That's a basic qualification for all of our studs." She smiled. "Don't worry, Sandra and I will find you a really hot guy." 

She turned to Ricky and pulled him off his bar stool. "Come on baby it's getting late, it's time for us to get home. My feet need some serious attention." 

As soon as Ricky was standing the rest of us followed his lead and stood up. It was very late; we were all tired. It was time to go home." 

As Roxanne and I were going out the door our waiter stopped us. He had the box with Pete's leftovers from dinner. He tried to hand it to Roxanne, but she nodded towards me. "Give it to my slave. It's his supper. He can carry it."



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 19



Note: This story is the nineteenth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous eighteen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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As soon as we got home Roxanne walked into the living room, set her purse on the end table and sat down on the couch. 

I went into the kitchen and put the leftovers box into the refrigerator. When I returned to the living room I walked over to Roxanne's purse and took out her condom box. I Remembered her orders from earlier in the day. I opened it and saw that there were still eight condoms inside. 

I looked at Roxanne. She was staring at me. We both knew what this meant. 

She smirked at me. "Yes that's right cuckboy. I let Pete fuck me bareback. He came three times while we were out in the parking lot. The first two times he came in my pussy. The last time he came in my mouth. That was the load of semen you tasted when I came back into the bar. 

Roxanne kicked her shoes off, put her feet up on the coffee table and spread her legs. Her skirt was so short that her cunt was brazenly on display. 

"Pete's my lover now. He gets to fuck me bareback whenever he wants. He's the best fuck I've ever had." Roxanne closed her eyes and sighed. "I wish that I could bring him to date night on Saturday night." She giggled. "I almost feel like I'm cheating on him if I see another guy." 

She looked up at me. "Peewee, get your fucking clothes off. It's time for you to serve me and I want you naked." 

I undressed quickly. I was aroused. The events of the evening had left me very excited and feeling very submissive. At this moment I was loving the attitude of sneering dominance that Roxanne was displaying. 

As soon as I was naked Roxanne looked at me and laughed. "I love seeing your little dick locked up in that cage." She lay back on the couch and smiled. "Earlier I promised you that I would take it off when we got home, but now I'm not so sure. I think I like having you locked up." She thought for a moment. "Lets see how well behaved you can be. If you're really good I might consider taking your cage off a little later. Now come over here and undress me." 

I removed Roxanne's skirt and blouse and carefully hung them in her closet. When I returned she said, "This is good. I'll keep my garter belt and nylons. Peewee, this is how I looked when Pete fucked me. I love looking sexy for him." 

I gazed at my wife. Her legs were spread. I could see her cunt. Streaks of dried semen glistened on the insides of Roxanne's thighs. 

Roxanne saw me looking at her. She smiled at me. "Yes Pete fucked me really hard. Baby it felt so good." She sat up.. "Peewee, all that fucking made me hungry. Go fix me a sandwich and fetch me a beer." 

I went into the kitchen, found some sliced ham and made Roxanne a ham and cheese sandwich. I put it on a tray with a bottle of beer and a glass. I was smart enough not to bring a beer for myself. I was reasonably certain that I wasn't going to be allowed to drink with Roxanne this evening. 

I carried the tray into the living room, set it on the table next to my wife and poured the beer into the glass for her. As soon as I was done I submissively kneeled at her feet. 

Roxanne picked up her sandwich. She was about to take a bite when she suddenly stopped. "Peewee, how thoughtless of me. I'll bet you're starving. Fetch the leftovers box from the restaurant. Oh and bring a mixing bowl and a large spoon." 

I went to the kitchen. I knew what was coming. 

I returned with the leftovers, the bowl and the spoon. I gave everything to Roxanne. She opened the box, dumped the contents into the bowl and mixed it together with the spoon. 

Roxanne grinned at me as she set the bowl on the floor. "It was very considerate of Pete to leave you some scraps from his dinner." She laughed. "You'll have to be sure to thank him for them the next time you see him." 

I stared at my wife. I wasn't sure what she wanted me to do. 

She leaned over and patted the floor next to the bowl. "Come Peewee. Be a good boy and eat your dinner." 

I looked up at Roxanne. I could tell by the expression on her face that I wasn't going to be allowed to use the spoon. 

I was just getting on my knees to start eating when Roxanne stopped me. "Peewee, I'm sorry. You don't have anything to drink." She paused for a moment. She was obviously thinking. Finally she said, "You have been a very well behaved little boy tonight. You deserve a treat. Go to the refrigerator and get a bottle of beer. 

As I got up to go to the kitchen, Roxanne called to me, "Bring another bowl Peewee." 

When I returned I handed the bottle of beer and the bowl to Roxanne. She opened the beer, poured it into the bowl and set it on the floor next to my dinner. "There you are baby, enjoy your beer." 

As I put my face into the bowl and started to eat the cold leftovers Roxanne patted my head and said, "Peewee, your such a good little pet." 

Roxanne relaxed and ate her sandwich while I ate my dinner and lapped up the beer. 

When I was done eating I looked up at my wife. She giggled. "You really were a hungry little guy. You ate up all of your dinner. Go take our dishes out to the kitchen and wash them. When you get back I have a little surprise for you." Roxanne lewdly spread her legs and started to finger her cunt. "Pete left you some dessert." 

As I was picking up the dishes Roxanne stopped me. "Peewee put that movie we just bought into the DVD player before you go." 

I found the movie. We bought it last week. It was called "Cheating Wives". Roxanne loved it. I put it into the DVD player and turned on the television. 

As soon as the movie started playing I went into the kitchen and washed the dishes. When I returned to the living room Roxanne was watching the movie and fingering her pussy. On the screen a naked woman was on her knees sucking a guys cock. The guy was very well endowed. 

As I watched my wife masturbate, I thought to myself that since her interview at Bob's Auto Ranch Roxanne's sexual appetite had become virtually insatiable. 

Roxanne saw me watching her. She giggled and said, "I'm imagining that's me sucking Pete's cock." She sighed. "Peewee, I just love sucking his big hard dick." 

She snapped her fingers and pointed to her feet. "Kiss and lick my toes while I watch my video." 

I did as I was told and worshipped my wife's feet while she continued masturbating. 

After several minutes Roxanne stopped. "Peewee, I almost forgot. I have a present for you. Go to my bedroom and get the package on my dresser." 

As I walked into the bedroom I thought about what Roxanne had just said. Our bedroom had somehow just become her bedroom. 

I found the package and brought it to Roxanne.. I already knew what it was. She opened it and took out a dog collar and leash. 

"Kneel down Peewee." 

I obeyed. As soon as I was on my knees Roxanne leaned forward and fastened the collar around my neck. As she did it she said, "It has a tag. It reads 'My name is Peewee. I belong to Roxanne Mitchell'." 

When the collar was secured Roxanne attached the leash and stood up. "Let's try it out Peewee." She tugged on the leash; said, "Heel." and started walking around the apartment. I crawled after her. As we walked Roxanne giggled. "It would be really fun to bring you to work and keep you on your leash all day long. You could kneel next to my desk while I worked." 

Roxanne led me back to the couch. As she sat down she said, "Peewee, sit." I got on my knees. I assumed that was the proper sitting position. It was. Roxanne patted my head and said, "Good boy." 

My wife relaxed for a moment and then she spread her legs, tugged on the leash and pulled my face to her cunt. "Peewee, Pete came in my pussy two times tonight. Lick me clean." 

I did as I was told. As I licked her cunt Roxanne sighed and said, "Cuckboy I hope that you like the taste of Pete's semen because you're going to be licking up a lot of it in the future."

My wife closed her eyes and enjoyed the pleasure I was giving her. It didn't take long for me to bring her to an orgasm. It was the first one that she'd had with me today. I suspected that she'd had several more with Pete while they were in the parking lot at Baxter's. 

I kneeled at my wife's feet for several minutes while she enjoyed the afterglow of her orgasm. Finally she stood up and tugged on my leash. "Peewee Heel." 

She led me into the bedroom and sat on the bed. "Undo the clasp on my necklace." 

I unfastened the gold chain that held the key to my chastity cage and gave it to Roxanne. She opened the lock on my cage. As she freed my cock she said, "Peewee you've been a very good boy tonight. You deserve a reward." 

Roxanne rolled over onto her stomach. "You have my permission to lick my asshole." 

Roxanne sighed as she felt me spread the cheeks of her gorgeous ass. As I kissed and licked her I thought to myself that our life had taken a major turn in the past 48 hours. Suddenly even my rewards involved giving my wife pleasure. 

Still it was a reward and I was enjoying it. As I pushed my tongue deep into her asshole Roxanne cooed and said, "Peewee, feel free to pleasure yourself." 

I was very aroused. I had been all day. I immediately started stroking my tiny penis. I wasn't going to miss this opportunity for relief. 

As I jacked off I realized how humiliating this was. We were newly weds. My bride had been fucked by four different men in the last 48 hours. My reward was being allowed to masturbate. 

Roxanne heard me when I ejaculated. She rolled over and said, "Lick it all up. Don't get any cum on the sheets or you'll have to change them before we go to sleep. I don't want to spend the night rolling around in your mess." 

Roxanne watched me. When she was certain that my fingers were completely clean she stood up and said, "Draw me a bath." 

I spent the next half hour bathing my wife. When we were done she got into bed while I showered. 

When I walked into the bedroom Roxanne was laying in bed. She smiled at me. "Did you have fun tonight Peewee?" 

I thought for a moment. This was an answer that required serious consideration. After a moment I very tentatively said, "Yes, I guess I did' 

I was about to qualify my answer when Roxanne interrupted me. "Good, because I had the most exciting night of my life." She looked at me. "Peewee, I don't know why it excites me so much, but I just love humiliating you." She kissed my forehead. "I'm glad you love it to." Roxanne yawned. "Baby, It's been a big day. I'm really tired. I have to go to sleep." 

Roxanne kissed me and rolled over. As she feel asleep she said, "Peewee, I love you so much." 

I kissed the back of Roxanne's shoulder and said, "Good night sweetheart". She didn't respond. She was already sound asleep.

I had a much more difficult time falling asleep. As I lay in bed I couldn't stop thinking about the events of the last two days. It was true that the degradation and humiliation that I had been forced to endure this evening had been wildly exciting. My deepest and darkest fantasies of submission and humiliation were coming true, but I was worried. Our sex life seemed to be rocketing out of control. Roxanne was becoming obsessed with her role as a dominatrix. Her infatuation with Pete was also a concern. I felt like we were hurtling down a steep mountain road in a car that didn't have any brakes. It was a thrilling ride, but disaster could very well be lurking around every curve.

I didn't know what to do. The people we met tonight seemed so happy. I was very envious of their life. But I also realized they were an emotionally stable group of individuals who were always there to support each other. 

I loved my wife very much and she had many wonderful qualities, but Roxanne's difficult childhood had taken it's toll and I knew that emotional stability was not one of her strengths.

I finally managed to fall asleep, but it was a restless sleep and a premonition of disaster nagged at my subconscious for the entire night.

I woke early on Friday. When I opened the living room curtains the bright morning sun seemed to wash the fears of the previous night away. 

I went into the kitchen and started a pot of coffee. As I was searching the refrigerator for something to make for breakfast I heard Roxanne walk up behind me. She put her arms around my waist and kissed my neck. "Good morning Peewee." 

I turned. "Good morning Ms. Mitchell. How are you on this beautiful morning? 

Roxanne laughed and hugged me. "I'm happy because I'm with my favorite little cuckold wimp." She kissed me. "Baby I love you so much." 

I looked at Roxanne. "More than you love Pete?" I just blurted it out. 

Roxanne stared at me for a minute. "Peewee are you jealous of Pete?" 

I paused to think. After a moment I said, "Yes I think I am." 

Roxanne giggled and said, "Good. I want you to be jealous. It will cause you pain." 

She paused. After a moment she rubbed my crotch and said, "Peewee I'm always going to have a lover. It will always be a really hot masculine guy that I lust after. But honey, understand this. They're going to come and go. I'm am always going to love you. You're my number one man. You always will be." 

Roxanne stopped to consider what she was going to say next. "Peewee, please understand this. We play a dangerous game. You let me fuck other men. Sometimes I am going to become infatuated with them. Right now I am infatuated with Pete. But listen to me sweetheart. My attraction to Pete is purely physical. I'll eventually get bored with him. I love you. I'll never get bored with you. Peewee, I don't love Pete, I just like fucking him." 

I sighed. "I know but sometimes it's hard to hear you talk about him the way you do." 

Roxanne smiled at me and patted my head. "Poor little guy, I imagine being a cuckold is a hard life." She giggled. "You know that I say some of the things I say just to torment you. It gets me so hot when I know your in anguish." 

She paused and thought. After a moment she started to smile. "I know just what my little cuck boy needs. Peewee, Sit down over here. Roxanne is going to make you all better." 

Roxanne pushed me down into a chair and unzipped my pants. She proceeded to give me an absolutely glorious blow job. When I came she kept my little penis in her mouth. When I was done ejaculating she stood up, pulled me out of my chair and kissed me. As she kissed me she pushed all of my cum from her mouth into my mouth. 

When the entire ball of semen was in my mouth Roxanne whispered into my ear. "Swallow it baby. Be a really good boy and swallow all of it." 

As I swallowed my semen Roxanne smiled at me and said, "Is that better now? Poor baby, you were feeling bad because Roxie was having so much fun with her big man. You just needed a little attention." 

She was of course absolutely right.



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 20



Note: This story is the twentieth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous nineteen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

We sat at the kitchen table, ate breakfast, drank coffee and read the newspaper. It was a wonderful way to start the day. I absolutely loved being married. I think Roxanne did to. At 7:30, we both left for school. As Roxanne got into her car she said, "Let's go to Sammy's for supper tonight." 

I yelled back, "I'd love that." 

As I drove to the University I was so happy that I started whistling. 

At 9:30 my cell phone rang. It was Roxanne. "Hi baby, I just ran into Julie at school. She and Ricky are meeting Sandra for lunch at 11:30. They invited me to join them. We're going to meet Sandra at a little cafe near the University. It's called Jojo's coffee shop. Do you want to join us?" 

I smiled. "Yes, I would love to join you. I know where Jojo's is. They have excellent food." 

"Great, I'll see you at 11:30." 

I finished teaching my first class at 11:00. After class I killed a few minutes reading my email. At 11:20 I left to go to lunch. Jojo's was just four blocks from my office. I decided to walk. 

I arrived at the coffee shop at 11:30 sharp. Ricky, Julie and Roxanne were already there. When I walked up to the table Roxanne stood up and kissed me. "Hi honey, It's so nice to see you. Come sit down." 

As I was sitting down Sandra showed up. Just as she sat down Stevie, Bobby and Mark walked in. Sandra stood up and kissed her husband. "Hi baby this is a nice surprise." 

Stevie smiled. "Julie called us. She told me we were having a big lunch get together at Jojo's today." 

Everyone turned and looked at Julie. She giggled. "Okay, so I exaggerated a little." She grinned at all of us. "It really is fun to have lunch with most of the gang." 

Stevie walked over to Julie and hugged her. "Jules one of the best things that's ever happened to me is meeting you." 

Julie smiled at him and said, "You'd better believe it cuck boy." 

We all started laughing. 

While we were laughing Brenda walked in. As she sat down she shook her head and said, "I'm getting so sick and tired of giving those damn lawyers blow jobs. I've been sucking those same damn cocks every fucking day for two years now." 

Stevie looked at Brenda. "Bren I think you might need a little change in your life." 

Brenda glared at Stevie. She wasn't in a good mood. "Okay Mr. Mother fucking fortune Teller, enlighten me."

Stevie looked at Bobby. "How should I respond to this?" 

Bobby laughed. "If I were you, I'd hide." 

Stevie turned back to Brenda. "Sweetheart, why don't you quit working at the law office and go to college?" 

She shook her head. "Stevie I can't do that. I'm too old." 

Julie looked at her. "Honey you just turned 34. You are not too old." 

Sandra smiled at her. "Stevie's right Bren. You hate your job. College would be perfect for you right now." 

Brenda stared at us. "We can't afford to have me go to college." 

Bobby looked at his wife. "Brenda honey, you know that's not true. You are very well aware of our financial situation. Money is not an issue." 

Brenda shook her head. "I know baby. I'm just afraid I'm not smart enough to go to college." 

"I'm going to college." 

We all turned. It was Roxanne. 

"If I can go to college you can to. I was a terrible student in high school." Roxanne looked around. Everyone was staring at her. "Willie is a wonderful tutor, he makes everything easy." Roxanne looked at me. "you'll help Brenda won't you baby?" 

I smiled. "Of course I will." 

Brenda looked at me. "Willie would you really help me?' 

I nodded. "Yes, absolutely. I'll work with you every day." 

"We all will Brenda." It was Sandra. 

Brenda stared at us. "You know if I quit my job and go to college, Maddie is going to want to do the same thing." 

Stevie nodded. "Yes and it would be about time. She hates her job even more than you hate yours." 

Brenda looked at her husband. "Bobby honey, are you okay with this?' 

Bobby smiled. "Bren I am more than okay with it. I want you to do it." 

Brenda looked around the table. "I love all of you." 

The waitress came to our table. We ordered our lunch. 

As she was walking away, Sandra turned to Roxanne. "We got you a date for tomorrow night." 

Julie smiled. "Roxie, we think you'll like him. He's very handsome." 

Sandra nodded. "All of us have gone out with him. He's a really sweet guy." 

"And he's wonderful in bed. He has a great big cock." Julie was giggling. 

Brenda looked at them. "Okay, let's end the suspense. Who is it?" 

Sandra smiled. "Brett Ryman." 

"I thought he moved to Boston?" 

"He did Bren, but he's back. He called Julie yesterday. He wanted to go out with her tomorrow night. She told him about our dinner plans." 

Sandra turned to Roxanne. "He's really excited about meeting you Roxie." 

Brenda laughed. "Roxie, I'm a little jealous. Brett really is hot." 

Roxanne shrugged. "Brenda you can have him. It's okay. I've never met him." 

Brenda shook her head. "No honey, thank you but tomorrow night Brett is all yours. You'll enjoy him." She winked at all of us. "I already have a hot date for tomorrow night." 

Julie looked at Brenda. "Who are you bringing?" 

"Jimmy Wheeler." 

Julie nodded. "Nice, who is April bringing?" 

"Mike Turner. He's a Baxter's guy. You know him. He's been to several of our parties. I think she's been seeing him a lot lately."

We all turned and looked at Mark. He smiled and said, "She's been seeing him at least once a week for the last month."

Sandra raised her eyebrows. "Really?" She paused to think. After a moment she said, "I remember him. He's really big isn't he?" 

Brenda laughed. "Thats true in more than one way." 

Julie grinned. "Yes I remember him to." She giggled. "He was a lot of fun. I gave him a blow job by the pool last summer. I think it was during our 4th of July party." She paused. "And he really is tall. He's just April's type. I can understand why she might be seeing a lot of him." 

Just then our food arrived. 

The girls kept talking about men while we ate. It seemed to be their favorite topic of conversation. 

The lunch hour was way too short. Both Roxanne and I really liked these people. We were having a wonderful time. Sadly we all had to get back to school or work. 

As we left Sandra turned to Roxanne. "You're still going shopping with us in the morning right?" 

Roxanne nodded. "I'd really like to, am I still invited?" 

Brenda smiled at her. "Of course you are." 

Sandra turned to Julie. "Let's take the Lincoln. That way we can all ride together. It will be more fun." 

Julie nodded. "What a great idea." She turned to Roxanne. "We'll pick you up. I'll get your address when we get back to school." 

Brenda turned to Bobby and Stevie. "Were you guys really serious when you said I could go to college?" 

Bobby smiled at his wife. "Yes baby. It would make all of us very happy if you decided to go back to school." 

"Can I go to Maple Hills like Julie and Roxie." 

"If thats what you want." 

"Can Maddie go to?" 

"If she wants to." 

Brenda turned to Julie and Roxie. "Maddie and I are going to go to college with you." 

Julie screamed and threw her arms around Brenda. "Bren you're going to love it there." She turned to Roxanne. "Won't it be fun when all four of us are going to school together." 

I looked at Roxanne. She was quietly smiling. I knew what she was thinking. This was a dream coming true for her.

That evening Roxanne and I went to dinner at Sammy's. Sammy saw us as soon as we walked in the front door. 

"Hey its my two favorite people in the whole world." 

Roxanne laughed. "Hi Sammy. How about fixing us up with a pitcher of your finest."

He laughed. "The two of you would never get anything else."

We chatted with Sammy and drank beer while we waited for our dinner. When it arrived Sammy set it in front of us and said, "It's so nice to see the two of you together. You make a wonderful couple." 

We smiled at Sammy. He was our friend. 

It was Friday night. The special was deep fried cod. It was delightfully greasy. Both Roxanne and I loved it. 

While we were finishing our dinner Roxanne looked at me. "Willie I really enjoyed lunch today." She smiled. "I have never really had any women friends." She stopped. After a moment she started to laugh. "What am I talking about. I've never really had any friends at all." She looked at me. "Willie I had a wonderful time today. I love those people." 

She took my hand. "Baby since I met you my life has become absolutely wonderful. Willie you're the best thing that's ever happened to me." Roxanne stared into my eyes. "Baby, I love you so much. I can't bear to think of living life without you." 

I squeezed her hand. For a moment we just stared into each others eyes. Finally I leaned over and kissed her softly on the lips. "I love you Roxanne." 

She smiled at me. "Willie that was the perfect thing to say." 

As soon as we were done eating we said goodbye to Sammy and went home. 

When we got home Roxanne set her purse on the dining room table. I remembered my assigned duty. I was fairly certain that I was wasting my time, but Roxanne had given me an order and I was her willing slave. 

I opened her purse and took out her condom box. When I opened it I found three magnums and four regular sized condoms. One magnum was missing. I looked at Roxanne. 

Roxanne saw me staring at her. She smiled. "I'm sorry baby, with all the excitement of lunch, the shopping trip and tomorrow nights party I kind of forgot to mention something." 

I walked into the bedroom and got another magnum from my dresser and returned to the living room. I put the new condom into Roxanne's box and put the box back into her purse. 

As soon as I was done I turned to her and said, "It's a good thing I checked. You might have had to whip me." 

Roxanne smiled. "Would you like to hear about it." 

"Yes, very much." 

"Come kneel at my feet." 

When I was on my knees Roxanne said, "Take off my shoes Peewee. I've been on my feet all day long. I want you to kiss and lick my toes while I tell you what happened." 

As I took off Roxanne's shoes, I noted that I had suddenly returned to being Peewee. 

I picked up Roxanne's right foot and started to lick the space under her toes. 

She closed her eyes and sighed. After a moment she said."This afternoon I was sitting in the campus grill having a Diet Pepsi. I had just come from my algebra class. It was about three. I was just starting to try to solve the first problems in my algebra assignment when I looked up."

Roxanne shook her head. "Peewee this really hot guy was standing there looking at me. He introduced himself. His name was Scott Riley. Peewee he was so handsome. He was tall, with broad shoulders. He was wearing a short sleeved golf shirt. His biceps were huge. I could tell that he worked out all the time. I knew right away that I wanted him." 

My wife took a deep breath. "I invited him to sit down. We started chatting. He's a professor. He teaches history. He started telling me about his collection of old photographs of the city." 

Roxanne laughed. "It was really kind of lame, but I didn't care, I wanted to be seduced." She winked at me. "It was just a matter of minutes before we were walking to his office to look at the photos. Once we were in his office I took over. I was on my knees unzipping his pants almost immediately." 

My wife shook her head. "Peewee, I wasn't disappointed. Scott had a really big cock." She paused. "Baby, you know how I work. I like to make a guy cum right away so I can get him hard a second and third time. I want that second erection. That's the one that stays hard for a long time. 

Roxanne giggled. "Sweetheart, Scottie was good. I gave him a great blow job. He came right away, but honey right after he came he started playing with my tits." She giggled some more. "He was a breast man. He loved my tits." 

She sighed. "Baby while he was playing with my nipples I looked down. I was totally shocked. That beautiful cock of his was getting hard again. Honey, I put a condom on him and Scottie was fucking me just minutes after he came in my mouth." 

Roxanne was excited now. Her breathing was getting much faster. "Peewee he fucked me for over a half hour before he came again. I had three orgasms while he was fucking me. Scottie was a real stud." 

I looked up. My wife had lifted her skirt up around her waist. Her panties were pulled aside and she was fingering her cunt. 

She looked down at me. I was still sucking her toes. "Eat me Peewee. Eat my pussy. Eat my pussy while I dream about Scottie's big hard cock." 

I pulled Roxanne's panties off and buried my face between her legs. She was already aroused so I knew I didn't have to be gentle. I found her clit and started sucking on it. It was a matter of minutes before Roxanne was screaming from the pleasure of her orgasm. 

I waited for her orgasm to subside and then I hugged her leg while she enjoyed the afterglow of her climax. 

After a few minutes she pulled me up onto the couch and kissed me. As she kissed me she said, "Peewee, you know I won't let you fuck me tonight." 

I nodded. "Yes Mistress Roxanne, I understand." 

"Would you like me to suck your cock?" 

I smiled, "Yes I would like that very much." 

Roxanne unzipped my pants and gave me a blow job. She was very good and I was very excited so I didn't last long. 

When I came she caught my semen in her fingers and fed it into my mouth. When I was done licking her fingers clean she gave me a long slow kiss and then she stood up. "Come Peewee, it's time for my bath." 

As soon as I was done bathing Roxanne, she got into bed while I showered. When I finished my shower I joined her. I pulled the covers over us and we snuggled up together. We were both smiling as we fell asleep. Today was a wonderful day and tomorrow looked like it would be even better. 

Saturday morning I left for the golf course at 7:15. 

Roxanne was up well before I left. She was excited. She was going shopping with female friends. I was very happy for her. 

Sandra, Julie, Brenda, April and Maddie were all kind, supportive women. I was hoping their friendship would have a positive effect on Roxanne. My wife was a wonderful woman and I loved her dearly, but she needed a good boost in her self confidence. 

As I pulled into the clubhouse parking lot, I laughed to myself. Roxanne wasn't the only one who needed a little boost in self esteem. I wasn't exactly Mr. confidence either. 

Bobby, Stevie, Ricky, Jamal and Mark were already on the practice green when I arrived. I went into the clubhouse and paid my green fee. By the time I got to the practice green the final two members of our group had arrived. They were both tall middle aged men. 

When we got to the first tee, Stevie introduced me to them. "Willie Oliver this is Jason Mathews and Aaron Carter. Jason and Aaron are both lawyers. Jason dates Sandra and Aaron dates Julie. They are also both close friends with all of us." 

Stevie turned to Jason and Aaron. "Willie is completing his PhD at the University. We met him at Baxter's last Thursday night. His wife, Roxanne, was there with a date. He sat in the bar with us while his wife and her date were out in the parking lot. Roxanne is taking a course from Ricky at Maple Hills. They'll both be at the house for dinner tonight. Sandra and Julie have fixed Roxanne up with Brett Ryman." 

Jason smiled at me. "Nice to meet you Willie." He laughed. "I guess Stevie just gave me a pretty good life history. It sounds as though you and your wife have a life style similar to the one our golf partners lead." 

I nodded to both Jason and Aaron. "It's nice to meet both of you, and yes I am a cuckold wimp." 

Jason laughed. "I like you already Willie. You have a nice sense of humor." 

Aaron looked at Ricky. "I thought Brett moved to Boston?" 

Ricky shrugged. "He did, but apparently he's back. He called Julie yesterday. He was looking for a date for Saturday night. I guess his wife is still in Boston. Julie told him that Saturday night was a date night at the house and she was bringing you. That's when she fixed him up with Willie's wife." 

Aaron turned to me. "Your wife will like Brett." He paused. "I suspect you will to. He understands the games you guys like to play." 

We threw balls to pick teams. This means that everyone gave Stevie a golf ball. He put them in his cap and tossed them. We looked at how they landed and divided them into two groups. Those groups became the teams. 

I was paired with Jason, Ricky and Stevie. 

We were playing four man best ball. This was team golf. I'd played it before. It was fun. 

This is how the game works. All four of us play our own ball and keep our score. At the end of each hole you record the best three out of the four net scores. Net score means after the handicap has been taken into account. 

Handicap works like this. Stevie is a one. He has the lowest handicap, so we all play off him. I'm a five so I get four shots (5 - my handicap minus 1 - Stevie's handicap). That means that I get to take one stroke off of my score on four holes. The scorecard handicaps the holes. I get my strokes on the number 1 through 4 handicap holes. One and three will be on the front nine and two and four will be on the back nine. 

This allows golfers with less skill to play competitively against golfers with more skill. Jason was a 12, so he got shots on 11 holes. Ricky was an 18 so he got a shot on every hole but one. 

The betting was for very low stakes. That was okay with me. Playing for large sums of money doesn't excite me. We were playing for a dollar on the front nine, a dollar on the back nine and a dollar for the total 18 holes. 

Winning is actually a liability because the winning team usually buys the first round of drinks after the game. Winning three bucks does not cover the bar bill, but who cares. 

I'm sure that I have already started boring you with all this detail. My only purpose in describing the game is to explain that the teams are actually true teams. We are playing together, not against each other. This game creates a very positive atmosphere. It's wonderful for building friendships. 

As we played, I marveled at how well Jason and Stevie got along. They were obviously very good friends. I knew that Jason was Sandra's date for dinner this evening. This meant that the man Stevie was so cordially playing golf with would be fucking his wife in a few short hours. I also knew that Stevie would be required to act as Jason's slave tonight. 

As the game progressed I didn't see any signs of animosity between them nor did I see Jason ever treat Stevie disrespectfully. The truth is, Jason seemed to go out of his way to be respectful and polite to Stevie. These two men had obviously worked out their respective roles. 

When the game ended we won the front and the total. Mark, Jamal, Bobby and Aaron's team won the back. They had to pay us $1.00. We had to buy the beers. 

The one overt reference to our being cuckolds came at this point in the day. Each member of the other team had to pay each of us a dollar. Aaron smiled and said, "I want to pay Ricky." As he handed the dollar to Ricky, he grinned at him and said, "You might have beaten me at golf today, but I'm going to fuck your wife tonight. When I'm ready, I plan to pull out of her nice tight pussy and cum all over her feet. As soon as I'm done ejaculating, you my little foot boy are going to lick up every drop of my semen." 




Roxanne and Willie Ch. 20



Ricky was laughing when he took Aaron's dollar. "I'll take that as a promise." 

Aaron clapped him on the back and said, "Don't worry buddy, it is a promise." 

As we were walking to the clubhouse Stevie leaned over and said, "Aaron was being very nice to Ricky. Feet are Ricky's thing. Aaron knows that. He just promised Ricky that he would give him his favorite fantasy tonight." 

Like I said, I was really getting to like these people. 

It was almost 3:00 by the time I got home from the golf course. Roxanne was still out. That wasn't a big surprise. A major shopping trip involving six women is going to take some time. 

As I understood the time schedule, we were due at Brenda, Maddie and April's house at 6:00. The studs were going to be arriving at 7:00 and dinner was being served at 8:00. 

I suspected that I wouldn't see Roxanne until 4:00. I had a few minutes to relax so I picked up my current book. I was just sitting down to read when the telephone rang. 

I answered it. "Hello?" 

"Hi Peewee." 

"Hi Roxanne, How's the shopping trip?" 

"Oh Peewee I'm having a wonderful time." She paused. "Listen honey, I'll tell you all about it when I see you. Right now you have to do some things for me. Baby I am not coming home before the party. I'm at Sandra and Julie's. Were all going to get ready together. I want you to come over here right away." 

"Okay, do you need anything?" 

"Yes, but not much. Each of us bought a whole new outfit for the party. Stevie paid for everything. Isn't that sweet of him. Honey, he's really rich, did you know that?" 

"Yes, I knew that." 

"Well anyway, all I need is my makeup case and some jewelry. Bring me the matching pearl earrings and necklace that you bought me last week. I want to look really pretty for Brett tonight." 

"Roxanne, what should I wear?" 

"Just come as you are. We have a special outfit all ready for you." She giggled. "Peewee your going to look very cute tonight." 

"Is there anything else I need to bring?'" 

"Yes, we'll need your collar and leash and your chastity cage." Roxanne paused too think. "Oh yes, bring my horsewhip." She paused again, "and the gold necklace that holds the key to your chastity cage." 

I laughed. "This is going to be a very interesting party." 

"Honey it's going to be so much fun. Hurry now, get over to Sandra's as quickly as you can. I don't want you to miss anything. Stevie is opening some wine for us right now." 

"Be careful Roxanne. You know how wine affects you." 

She giggled. "Yes it makes me feel like being really naughty." She paused. "Bye sweetheart, I'll see you in a few minutes." 

I hung the telephone up and gathered the things together that Roxanne had told me to bring. When I had everything, I found a travel bag and packed all of it into it. 

Fifteen minutes later I was in my car driving to Sandra and Julie's house.



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 21



Note: This story is the twenty-first episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous twenty episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

I walked up to Sandra and Julie's house and knocked on the door. Roxanne opened it. She was naked. She grabbed my arm, kissed me on the cheek and said, "Hi baby, come in." 

My wife pulled me into the house. Julie and Sandra were walking through the living room. They were also naked. 

Julie called to Roxanne. "Hey Roxie come here for a minute." 

Roxanne looked at me and said, "Baby I'll be right back." She turned and followed Julie and Sandra through a door on the right. 

Ricky walked up to me. "Hi Peewee." He smiled. "By the way, you're not Willie anymore, you're Peewee now and I'm not Ricky anymore, I'm Footboy. Stevie is Speedy. The game has started." He nodded towards the door our naked wives had just gone through. "Welcome to paradise." 

"Thank you," I laughed. "It might take me a few minutes before I get used to being around these beautiful naked women." 

Ricky patted my shoulder. "Trust me buddy you never get used to it. They don't want you to get used to it. This is very deliberate on their part. They want us to be very horny tonight. They think it makes us much more malleable." 

I smiled. "I think they might be right." 

He laughed. "That's the spirit. Just go with the flow. This is going to be a fun night." Ricky looked at the bag I was carrying. "You can put Roxanne's things in that bedroom over there." 

"Most of the things in here are for me." 

Ricky laughed. "Peewee, you're a slave tonight. Everything you own belongs to Roxanne. You don't have any possessions." 

I took a deep breath. "This is like a sex fantasy coming true." 

Ricky nodded. "Like I said, welcome to paradise." 

Roxanne came back into the living room. "Follow me sweetheart. We're going to be using the playpen tonight." 

As I followed Roxanne to the door on the left she said, "Usually cucks aren't allowed into this room. Sandra and Julie use it for entertaining guys. Ricky and Stevie are only allowed to go in when it has to be cleaned. They're making an exception for you tonight because of the dinner party." 

As we walked through the door, I glanced around the room. It looked like something out of a brothel. There was a huge round bed in the middle of the the room. Mirrors were deftly placed on the walls and ceiling. A large very plush couch and a comfortable looking overstuffed chair occupied most of the space on the far side of the bed. 

"Set the bag over here." Roxanne was standing next to a beautiful antique makeup table. 

I set the bag on the table. Roxanne opened it and looked inside. "Good, you found everything." She turned to me. "Take your clothes off and take a quick shower. You have work to do." She giggled. "You're a slave now." 

As I got undressed Roxanne said, "Ricky and Stevie are busy getting the party set up. You're going to be giving Julie, Sandra and me our baths." She looked at me. "Peewee, tonight you're a slave for all of the wives and their dates. You're going to be required to respond to the demands of all of us. When we go into the other bedroom you're going to get on your knees and lick Julie's ass and then Sandra's ass. It's going to be your demonstration of submission." 

She giggled. "Both Speedy and Footboy have already licked my ass. They've demonstrated their submission to me." 

Roxanne took a deep breath. "Peewee this is the most exciting thing I've ever done." She smiled. "It was really kind of funny feeling Dr. Norman's tongue in my ass. Less than a week ago I had him up on this huge pedestal. Now he's groveling at my feet." She grabbed my hand and pressed it into her cunt. "Baby, feel my pussy. I'm already wet and Brett's not even here yet." 

Roxanne sighed. For just a second there was a dreamy look on her face and then she smiled at me and swatted my butt. "Quit standing around cuckboy. Get into the shower and get clean. You have work to do." 

When I stepped out of the shower Roxanne draped a huge, plush towel around my shoulders and started to dry me off. 

I grinned at her. "I don't think thats in the spirit of the evening." 

Roxanne grinned back. "I don't care, you're my baby. I get to do nice things for you sometimes to." 

Roxanne reached down and squeezed my penis. "When the evening is all over and Brett has gone home, you're going to get a very nice reward." She nibbled my ear. "Come on sweetie, let's go across the hall and meet your new Mistresses." 

Roxanne took the towel from me, threw it in the laundry hamper, grabbed my hand and led me back to the living room. As we walked towards the patio she pointed to the door on the other side of the room. "That's their bedroom. Julie, Ricky, Sandra and Stevie all sleep together. They have one big bed." Roxanne smiled at me. "I think that's so exotic." 

Roxanne pulled my arm. "Come on Peewee, Sandra and Julie are out on the patio." Roxanne led me through a set double glass doors. 

What I saw stopped me in my tracks. Calling the space behind Sandra and Julie's house a patio is a little like calling the Taj Mahal a summer cottage. 

First of all the patio extended to the backyard of the house next door. A fifteen foot tall wooden privacy fence followed the combined perimeter of the two yards. The surface of the yards were mostly paved with a combination of stone, bricks and rock all set in concrete. A series of well tended flower gardens and small patches of lawn were artistically scattered throughout this paved area. A large swimming pool and hot tub were located behind each house. A number of casual groupings of luxurious lawn furniture completed the scene. This was a patio designed by people who enjoyed being outdoors. It was also very private. 

Roxanne smiled when she saw my reaction. She pointed to the the second swimming pool hot tub combination at the opposite end of the yard. "That's the backyard of Brenda, Maddie and April's house. When they bought the second house, they joined the back yards." 

"Hi Peewee. Do you like our outside area?" 

I turned. Sandra and Julie were laying on chaise lounges behind me. Both of them were naked. Their legs were brazenly spread apart. They weren't making any effort to cover themselves. Sandra was smiling at me. "Welcome to our humble home. Both Julie and I are hoping you will enjoy being a slave here." Sandra rolled over onto her stomach. "In this house all slaves serve all mistresses. It's time for you to demonstrate to us that you understand your role. Peewee, Come show us that you submit to our will. You know what I want." 

Roxanne patted my butt. "Go on sweetheart. Don't embarrass me." 

I looked at Roxanne. "Are you sure this is okay with you?" 

Julie smiled. "Oh I like him. That's a very good question to ask." 

Roxanne nodded. "Yes Peewee. It's what I want. Now go ahead. Give Mistress Sandra her kiss. 

I knelt down next to Sandra and very tentatively spread the cheeks of her ass. She sighed as she felt my lips touch her asshole. 

As I started to lick her she said, "Jules I never get tired of feeling a cuck's tongue in my ass." 

Julie laughed and rolled over onto her stomach. "Sandra honey, you can't hog him all night long, You have to share. Peewee it's time for you to taste my ass." 

I moved over to Julie. As I started to kiss and lick her ass Sandra said, "Roxanne has trained him well hasn't she." 

Julie cooed and said, "Yes she has. He has a nice energetic little tongue." She started to giggle. "I can't wait to get him into the tub." 

Sandra jumped up. "That's right. It's bath time. Come on Roxie, let's get your cute little cuckboy into the tub. It's time to find out if he can give a proper bath." 

My tongue was buried in Julie's ass. I was having a good time. I didn't want to stop. Sandra laughed and grabbed me. "Roxie your little boy here is just as bad as our little boys. He'd lick Julie's ass all night long if we let him." 

Julie laughed. "Yeah, so where's the problem?" 

"You have a stud coming over tonight Jule's. Remember? A big hard cock to suck."

Julie giggled as she stood up. "Oh yeah, sorry Peewee. Tonight, we have a higher calling." 

Sandra and Julie walked back into the house. 

Roxanne turned to me. "Are you having fun so far baby?" 

I looked at her, smiled and nodded my head yes. She playfully slapped my face and said, "Don't have too much fun cuckboy." 

We were both giggling as she took my hand and led me into the house. 

We went through the door that led into Sandra and Julie's bedroom. As we passed through the bedroom I marveled at the bed. It had to have been specially made. It was at least twice the size of a regular king size bed. 

The bathroom was even more impressive. It consisted of five different rooms. The first room contained four sinks lined up next to each other. The next room contained two toilets. The third room was an enormous shower stall. The fourth room was a steam bath. The final room was the most impressive of all. It contained a whirlpool bathtub the size of a small swimming pool. 

Someone had already filled the tub. Sandra and Julie were both immersed up to their breasts in hot soapy bath water. 

Sandra waved. "Come on Roxie, get in." 

Roxanne climbed into the bathtub. She settled into the water and said, "This is wonderful." 

Julie looked at me. "Come on Peewee, what are you waiting for? Grab the loofah and start washing us." 

Sandra tossed me a sponge. "Sweetie you can start by washing my breasts." 

I tried to lean over the edge of the tub and wash Sandra. She shook her head. "Baby doll you're going to have to get in with us." 

As I climbed over the edge of the tub, Julie laughed and said, "Look at his little thing. Isn't it cute? It's sticking straight up just like a real penis." 

Sandra suddenly grabbed me. "Girls it's time to play tickle the cuck." 

All three women immediately grabbed me and started tickling me. I couldn't help myself. I was giggling like a maniac. 

Julie grabbed my penis and started stroking it. "Roxie can we make him spurt? I'll bet it won't take very long." 

Before you start to feel too sorry for me, think about this. I was in a giant bathtub with three gorgeous women. We were all naked. They were tickling me and threatening to make me cum. It wasn't too bad for a painfully shy little man from east Iowa. 

Suddenly a deep voice interrupted us. "Aaron there are times in this house when I seriously think about becoming a cuck." 

We all turned. Jason and Aaron were standing next to the tub dressed in sport coats and ties. 

Sandra grinned at Jason. "Hi baby, you're early." 

He laughed. "Yes, we came over now so that we could have a drink with Stevie and Ricky before the party started. When we heard all the ruckus Stevie told us to come in here and restore order. He figured that you were either playing tickle the cuck or lesbian bath scene." He paused. "We were both hoping for lesbian bath scene, but it appears that the game is tickle the cuck." 

Julie smiled. "We were playing tickle the cuck, but if you want us to, we'll switch to lesbian bath scene." 

She turned to Sandra. "Sandra darling you have such a sexy body." Julie was using an overly dramatic voice. "I am so aroused that my breasts are heaving." 

Sandra started to giggle. "Julie my dear, I never realized how beautiful you are. I want to make passionate love to you." 

Julie could barely keep from laughing. "Only if we can include my dear friend Roxanne." She turned to Roxanne. "Kiss me darling." Julie took Roxanne into her arms and kissed her full on the lips. 

"All right, thats enough now! Stevie told me that order would break down with all of you in here at the same time." It was Ricky. He was a man on a mission. He looked at Jason and Aaron. "If the two of you want to have any hope of getting laid tonight before you have to go home to your own wives you'll leave the bathroom right now so the girls can finish getting ready." 

He turned to Sandra, Julie and Roxanne. "Stevie said to get your cute asses out of the tub right now and get your makeup on. You have exactly twenty minutes to make yourselves beautiful for your dates." 

Julie looked at Ricky. "You're getting pretty cocky for a cuck." 

Ricky laughed. "I'm on a mission from a higher authority. I have protection." 

Sandra raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh yeah?" 

Ricky nodded. "Yes, the word from the top is get your butts out of the tub or lose your credit cards for two weeks." 

Julie stood up. "Sandra honey, this is getting serious." 

Sandra grabbed Roxanne. "Come on Roxie, we have to get dressed." She turned to me. "Peewee grab the towels and dry us off." 

As I stepped out of the tub Jason asked, "Peewee would you mind if we dried the girls off?" 

"Absolutely not!" It was Sandra ." Everyone gets a turn in this house. Right now it's Peewee's turn. He gets to bathe us and dry us off. Later on it will be your turn. You, Aaron and Brett get to fuck us. Wait your turn baby." 

Jason shook his head. "Sorry Peewee. I didn't mean to try to horn in on your territory. I guess I was just a little envious of the job you have right now." 

I smiled at him. "It's okay. I suspect I am going to be very envious of the job you guys have later on tonight." 

Roxanne laughed. "You'd better believe your going to be envious cuckboy." 

Jason smiled. "Sounds to me like Brett is going to be the winner in this little discussion." 

Sandra slid over to the edge of the tub. "How about a quick little preview of coming attractions. Jason honey, unzip your pants. Show us that monster you have stored in there." 

Jason walked over to Sandra, unzipped his trousers and took out the biggest cock I have ever seen in my entire life. 

Roxanne laughed. "Shit Sandra that thing is fucking huge." 

Sandra grinned and started stroking Jason's cock. As she stroked it, it actually got even bigger. She turned to Roxanne. "Want a taste?" 

"Would that be okay?" 

Sandra looked at Jason. "Is it okay with you baby?' 

He chuckled. "Are you asking me if I mind if this beautiful woman sucks my cock?" 

Sandra laughed. "I guess that is the question on the floor." 

Jason winked at me. "I guess it's your turn to be envious Peewee." 

For the next few minutes we all watched as my wife gave Jason a blow job. Roxanne is good and it was Jason's first orgasm of the night. He came quickly. Roxanne let him ejaculate all over her breasts. 

When he was finished Julie looked at me. "Okay little cuckboy, it's time for you to taste your golf partners semen." 

As I was licking Jason's cum off of Roxanne's breasts, Aaron unzipped his pants and took his cock out. It wasn't quite as big as Jason's, but he was still magna cum laude. 

Julie slid over and started stroking him. "Baby do you want Peewee to be envious of you to?" 

Aaron nodded. "I sure do." 

Julie turned to Roxanne. "Honey do you mind?" 

Roxanne giggled. "Jules are you asking me if I'd like to suck Aaron's big beautiful cock?" 

Julie laughed. "Well I am kind of hoping you don't want to so that I'll get to, but I know my baby would love to have a blow job from you." 

"Hey I thought I was your baby." It was Ricky. 

Julie looked at her husband and shook her head. "Footboy, tonight I belong to Aaron. He's my baby. For the next several hours you're my cuckold slave." 

Julie stood up and stepped out of the bath tub. "Peewee, dry me off." 

As I threw a towel around her shoulders Julie turned to Roxanne. "Roxie honey, be a sweetheart and give Aaron a nice blow job. When he's ready have him cum on my toes." 

My wife started sucking Aaron's cock. Again it didn't take long. When he was ready Roxanne took Aaron's cock out of her mouth. Julie put her foot up on the edge of the tub. Roxanne aimed Aaron's cock at Julie's toes and started stroking him. 

When he came, the spurts of semen quickly covered Julie's toes and the top of her foot. As soon as her boyfriend was done ejaculating Julie turned to her husband and said, "Okay footboy get on your knees." 

Julie sat on the edge of the tub. Ricky got on his knees in front or her. We all watched as he reverently licked Aaron's cum off of his wife's foot. 

When he was done Sandra stepped out of the bathtub. I threw a big fluffy towel around her and started drying her off. While I was doing this, she turned to Ricky and said, "Footboy go fetch Speedy." She clapped her hands. "Do it quickly." 

Ricky obediently scurried out of the room.

I was just finishing drying Roxanne when Ricky returned. Stevie was right behind him. 

Sandra glared at Stevie as he entered the room. "Speedy, we have studs in the house. I'm shocked that I'm seeing three cucks running around with free swinging dicks. It appears that you have forgotten your place." 

Stevie hung his head. "My apology Mistress Sandra. I was busy preparing the dinner, I forgot." 

"We'll address the issue of the punishment for your negligence after dinner. Right now we need your cages. Fetch them!" 

We all walked into the bedroom. Stevie opened one of the dressers. 

While he was doing this, Sandra turned to Roxanne. "Where is Peewee's cage?" 

"In the overnight bag on the makeup table in the playpen." 

Julie snapped her fingers. "Footboy, fetch Mistress Roxanne's overnight bag. You have permission to enter the playpen this one time." 

"Yes mistress." 

Ricky ran out of the room. 

While Stevie and Ricky were getting the chastity cages Sandra turned to Jason and Aaron. "Gentlemen, I apologize for the fact that you were subjected to the presence of uncontrolled slaves." 

Aaron was about to say something but Jason subtly tapped his leg and shook his head "no". Jason obviously understood that this was part of the game. 

"Roxie, have Peewee sit on the bed." Sandra motioned to a spot near the foot of the giant bed. 

Roxanne looked at me and pointed to the spot that Sandra had just designated. "Peewee sit!" 

I obediently sat down. 

Stevie came over to the bed. He was carrying two chastity cages and some lotion. "Mistress, here are the items you requested." 

Sandra took them. "Thank you Speedy." She pointed to a spot on the bed next to me and snapped her fingers. "Speedy sit!" 

Stevie immediately responded to her command. 

Just then Ricky ran back into the room carrying Roxanne's overnight bag. He immediately went to Julie and fell to his knees. He kissed her feet and said, "Mistress here is the bag you requested." 

Julie leaned over and patted Ricky on the head, "Very good Footboy." She pointed to a spot on the bed on the other side of me and snapped her fingers. "Footboy sit on the bed!" 

Ricky obeyed immediately. 

Julie picked up the bag and handed it to Roxanne. "Here are your things Roxie." 

"Thanks Jules." Roxanne opened the bag and took out my chastity cage. 

Sandra handed Roxanne the bottle of lotion. "Here Roxie, it makes it easier for him." 

My wife took the bottle of lotion from Sandra and poured some onto my cock and balls. 

She passed the bottle back to Sandra. As she started rubbing the lotion in she said, "Control yourself Peewee. I'll be very unhappy if you spurt right now." 

I focused my attention and tried to think of anything other than sex. I breathed a sigh of relief when Roxanne snapped my cage into place and closed the lock. I am not sure I know why, but it would have been very humiliating for me to have ejaculated while Roxanne was putting on my cage. 




Roxanne and Willie Ch. 21



Julie and Sandra finished locking up Stevie and Ricky's cages at about the same time that Roxanne finished locking mine. 

All three of our wives took out new gold necklaces. Sandra smiled at Stevie as she attached the key to his cage to her necklace. "Look at the presents that you bought for us today baby. Aren't they nice? All of us thought it was really wicked when we saw Mistress Roxanne wearing the key to her husbands chastity belt around her neck at Baxter's last Thursday night." 

Julie and Roxanne each attached our keys to their own necklaces. When they were done, all three of our wives handed us their gold chains and turned around. 

Julie giggled as she said, "Put these on for us cuckboys." 

We fastened the clasps on the girl's necklaces. As soon as we were done Jason smiled and said, "Well cuckboys, it looks like your wives now belong to us for the rest of the evening." I noticed a different, more dominant tone to his voice. 

Sandra stood up, walked over to Jason and kissed him on the lips. As she kissed her lover she stared at her husband and said, "Baby I've been looking forward to this all week. I can't wait to feel that big cock of yours inside my pussy." 

It was clear to me that the game was now in full swing. 

Julie went over to her dresser. She took a bag out of the top drawer and opened it. As she opened it she said, "Guess what boys, we bought new outfits for you today." 

She handed each of us a pair of pink crotchless panties. There were large lace ruffles all over them. The ruffles almost made them look like small skirts. 

Sandra giggled. "Go on cuckboys, put them on. We can't wait to see how cute you look." 

I stepped into mine and pulled them up. My caged penis easily slipped through the slit in the crotch. This was very creative. We were wearing women's panties, but they didn't conceal our chastity cages. It was the basis for a very humiliating outfit. 

Julie went back to the bag. She handed each of us a white tee shirt. As I slipped mine on I realized that it was a crop top designed for a teenage girl. It was at least two sizes too small so it was a very tight fit. 

Julie looked at us and nodded in approval. "No one will be mistaking the three of you for men at tonights dinner." 

Sandra smiled. "We have one more item to add." She went to her dresser and came back with a dog collar. As she placed it around Stevie's neck she said, "It's important that everyone knows you belong to us." 

Julie was putting a similar collar on Ricky. At the same time Roxanne took my collar out of the overnight bag and put it on me. 

Sandra looked at the clock next to the bed. "Oh dear, look at the time. Its 6:45. The dinner party is scheduled to start at 7:00. Speedy and Footboy you know what your duties are. Peewee take Mr. Mathews and Mr. Carter over to Mistress Brenda's house and get them each a cocktail." 

As we started to leave the bedroom Sandra picked up the horsewhip that was on the top of her dresser. "Cuckboys, tonight we expect you to be very attentive to the needs of our guests. If you fail us, we assure you that you will be severely punished."



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 22



Note: This story is the twenty-second episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous twenty-one episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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Jason, Aaron and I walked out the glass doors and on to the patio. I followed them as they led the way to Brenda's house. Even though I was supposed to be guiding Jason and Aaron, we all knew that they were actually guiding me. 

As we walked along Jason said, "Peewee, you understand that for the next several hours were going to treat you like a slave." 

I smiled. "I know. Don't worry, it's going to be just as fun for me as it is for you." 

Jason nodded. "Good, I just want to be sure you understand that Aaron and I both like you. I feel like we're already becoming good friends. I don't want tonight to get in the way of that." 

"Thank you, it's nice of you to say that. I feel the same way." I smiled at Jason and Aaron. "Like I said, don't worry about me. I'm having a good time. This is stacking up as a wonderful day." 

Jason laughed. "We think it is to buddy." 

When we got to Brenda's patio Jason opened the door and said, "After you my friend." 

I stood still for a moment. I was offering to let Aaron go first, but he also motioned for me to go through. It was a tiny gesture, but an important one. They were both telling me that they understood that we were doing nothing more this evening than acting out a fantasy. 

As I thought about that I laughed to myself. It wasn't quite a fantasy. Another man was going to be fucking my wife this evening, still it was being done for everyone's pleasure. 

When we came in, Brenda was waiting for us in the living room. She walked right up to me and kissed my cheek. "Welcome to our home Peewee. All of us are so excited that you and Roxanne are joining us tonight." 

Maddie came out of the kitchen. "Hi Peewee." She also walked up to me and kissed me. As she kissed me she said, "I can't wait to feel your cute little tongue in my ass." 

"Maddie, give the little guy a moment to get acclimated before you start tormenting him." 

I turned. It was April. She was just coming out of what appeared to be the dining room. Mark was following her. Mark was dressed in an outfit similar to mine. 

She smiled at me. "Hi Peewee. You sure made a hit with our boys today. Apparently you're a wonderful golf partner." 

I smiled back at April. "Thank you April I had fun to." I nodded to Mark, "It was a good game wasn't it Mark?" 

Suddenly everyone got very quiet. Brenda tapped my shoulder and said. "Peewee honey tonight we only use cuck names. Bobby will be addressed only as Quickie, Mark will be addressed only as Tiny. You of course are Peewee. Stevie is Speedy and Ricky is Footboy. All women are to be addressed with the title, Mistress. All studs will be addressed as sir or Mr.." 

I turned. "Mistress Brenda, please forgive me. I am just learning how to behave in this house." 

Brenda patted my ass. "It's okay Peewee, just don't do it again." She paused. Her expression became very stern. "If you do we will ask Mistress Roxanne to whip you while we watch." 

Bobby and Jamal walked out of the kitchen. Bobby was dressed exactly like Stevie, Ricky, Mark and me. It was clearly the cuck uniform for the evening. 

Jamal was dressed in a nice silk shirt and dark slacks. It was obvious that he was not a cuck. 

They both smiled and waved when they saw me. As he waved Bobby said, "Hi Peewee welcome to our humble home." 

I smiled back and said, "Hi Quickie, hello Mr. Wright." 

Jamal nodded to me. "Hey Peewee, I'm glad your here tonight. I think were going to have a good time." 

Bobby laughed. "What are you talking about. You and Mistress Maddie would be doing the same thing whether were having a party or not." 

Jamal shrugged. "I guess you're right." And then he grinned at us. "But the service is going to be very good around here tonight." 

Bobby Mark and I all started laughing. 

"Hey if the service is supposed to be so good around here, why is it that Aaron, Jamal and I don't have a drink in our hands?" We all turned. Jason was looking at us with a great big grin on his face. 

Brenda looked at me. "Peewee, you're neglecting our men. Please see if Mr. Mathews, Mr. Carter and Mr. Wright would like a cocktail." She paused and stared at me. "I do not want to hear that any of our dates have had to ask for another cocktail for the rest of the evening. I expect you to anticipate their needs. Is that clear?" 

"Yes, Mistress Brenda. It's very clear." 

"Very good." She turned to Mark. "Tiny, would you please show Peewee where the bar is located. He's going to be in charge of serving drinks tonight." 

Mark bowed. "Yes Mistress Brenda, right away." 

As he turned Brenda added, "Tiny I also want you to teach him how to properly serve drinks and appetizers to a man or a lady." 

Mark nodded. "I will teach him everything Mistress." 

Brenda smiled. "I am sure you will Tiny." 

"Peewee, come with me, the bar is over here." As we walked over he said, "Most of the men drink scotch, bourbon or beer. One or two might drink martini's. You will want to be sure to ask all of them how much ice they like in their drinks." He turned. "The glasses are back here and you should use one of these serving trays over here. In this house you must always use a tray when you serve a drink to a man." 

I nodded. "I can do this." 

Mark smiled. "I am sure you can." He paused. "There is one other thing. When you first approach a man you are expected to curtsy prior to addressing him." 

I looked at Mark. "Curtsy? Isn't that how girls show respect?" 

Mark nodded. "Yes it is."

I took a deep breath. "Okay, show me." 

Mark bent his knees and did a slight bow. It was a very feminine gesture. It was slowly becoming clear to me that I was going to have a very humiliating job tonight.

Mark looked at me. "Do you understand how to do it?"

"Yes."

"Good, go get drinks for the men who are here. Start with Jason he'll help you if you make a mistake. Do Jamal last. Maddie loves seeing us get punished. Jamal loves Maddie. He likes to make her happy. He's a good guy; he'll be fair, but he will demand perfection."

I shook my head and took a deep breath. "Thanks Mark."

Mark shook his head. "No Peewee, tonight I'm Tiny. Do not forget that." 

I walked over to Jason. He was talking with Aaron and Jamal. I politely curtsied and said, "Mr. Mathews may I get you a cocktail?" 

He looked at me and said, "Yes Peewee, that would be very nice. I'd like three ounces of Johnny Walker Black with two ice cubes." 

Jason was being very specific about what he wanted, He was indeed giving me a break. 

I turned to Aaron and curtsied. "Mr. Carter would you like a cocktail." 

He also smiled and said, "Give me three ounces of Jack Daniels with two ice cubes." 

I curtsied again. "Right away sir." 

I knew that my real test was coming next. I turned to Jamal and curtsied. "Mr Wright can I bring you a cocktail?" 

"Yeah Peewee, bring me some scotch." 

"How do you take it sir?" 

"On the rocks." 

"How much ice would you like sir?" 

"Two cubes will be just right." 

"Yes sir. I will get your drink right away sir." 

I curtsied and turned to leave. As I was walking away Jamal said, "Peewee, you did a good job." 

I stopped and turned. "Thank you sir." 

As I was standing at the bar making the drinks for the men, the patio door opened. I looked up. Sandra, Julie and Roxanne walked in. They were stunning.

Sandra and Julie came in first. 

Sandra walked right over to Jason, leaned over and kissed him on the lips. 

Jason laughed and said, "Sandra you look absolutely gorgeous tonight." 

Julie walked over to Aaron. "Baby, How do you like my outfit?" 

Aaron pulled Julie onto his lap and cupped her breast. "Lets skip dinner and go to the playpen right now." 

Julie rubbed his crotch. "No baby, I want you nice and worked up before we start to play." She kissed his cheek, "but once we start to play I'm going to make you the happiest man in the world." 

Roxanne followed them through the door. I'd never seen her looking this beautiful. 

She walked right over to me. "How do I look Peewee? Do you think Brett will find me attractive?" 

I shook my head. "Mistress Roxanne you look like a goddess tonight. Brett is the luckiest man in the world." 

She giggled. "Are you jealous of him?" 

I nodded. "Yes Mistress, I am." 

She laughed. "Good, you should be." 

"Well don't the three of you look stunning." 

It was Brenda. She'd changed into a thin white blouse and plaid skirt. Her blouse was transparent and open to her navel. It just barely contained her sumptuous breasts. Her skirt was indecently short and as I watched her move, I was reasonably certain she wasn't wearing any underwear.

"You look pretty hot yourself Bren." 

I turned. It was April. She was leaning on the back of the couch. She'd also changed clothes. April was the queen of the sultry look and she was demonstrating that tonight. She was dressed in a red silk dress that clung to every curve of her body. This evening her date was going to be a very happy man.

"Damn!" 

I turned, Jamal was staring at the other side of the room. I followed his eyes. When I saw what he was looking at my jaw nearly hit the floor. 

"Do you like my outfit baby. you've been working so hard at the hospital lately that I wanted to look especially hot for you tonight." 

It was of course Maddie. She was wearing a net body stocking and a pair of panties. That was all. I have to say that she did look incredibly sexy. 

She walked across the room and sat down on Jamal's lap. "I hope you're not too tired to play tonight sweetheart." 

He laughed. "Well if I was, I guarantee that I just woke up."

While I was serving the men their drinks; Stevie, Bobby and Ricky walked in carrying several covered pans. This was obviously tonights dinner. Apparently Stevie had prepared it in Sandra' and Julie's kitchen and they were now bringing it over to Brenda, April and Maddie's kitchen. 

As they were carrying the food into the house the doorbell rang. 

Brenda turned. "Tiny, please answer the door. I believe the rest of our guests are arriving." 

I watched Mark walk to the front door in his pink crotchless panties, chastity cage, white crop top tee shirt and dog collar. As he reached for the front door I chuckled to myself that I hoped it wasn't the Federal Express man. 

When he opened the door it wasn't the Federal Express man. It was actually three men. All of them were tall and very handsome.

One of them was very tall. He must have stood at least 6'6". I assumed that he was April's date, Mike Turner. If you remember the conversation at golf this morning, it was mentioned that April had a thing for big men. 

The next man was quite young. I guessed that he was just barely twenty-one. This had to be Jimmy Wheeler. He was Brenda's date. Brenda liked college guys. 

That meant that the third man was Brett Ryman. He was Roxanne's date. I smiled to myself. Roxanne was going to be very happy. Brett was her kind of guy. He stood about 6'2" with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His tight knit shirt showed off his muscular chest and large biceps. Brett was obviously a regular visitor to the gym. 

Brenda walked over to the door. "Hi guys, come in." 

As they stepped in she pulled Jimmy aside and kissed him on the cheek. "Hi baby, I'm glad you could make it." 

Jimmy smiled. "So am I." He stopped and looked at Bobby's wife. "Brenda you look gorgeous tonight. That outfit is very sexy." 

Brenda giggled. "I thought you might enjoy taking it off a little later tonight." 

"I can't wait." 

Brenda turned to the kitchen. "April, Mike's here. Quickie come say hello to Mr. Wheeler." 

She turned to Brett. "Hello Brett. Thank you for coming tonight." 

Brett smiled at Brenda. "Thanks for inviting me Brenda. You guys throw the best dinner parties in town." 

Brenda took Brett's hand. "Allow me to introduce you to your date for tonight." 

Roxanne was standing a few feet away. 

Brett Ryman, I would like you to meet Roxanne Mitchell. Roxanne this is Brett." 

Brett looked at my wife. "Julie said you were pretty, but that's an understatement. Roxanne you are absolutely stunning." 

Roxanne blushed. "Thank you kind sir." 

Brenda gestured towards me. "Brett this is Roxanne's husband Peewee." 

Brett smiled. "Hi Peewee. You have a gorgeous wife. I'm certain I'm going to enjoy her company this evening." 

Brenda looked at me. "Peewee bow to Mr. Ryman and thank him for complimenting your wife." 

I curtsied and said, "Thank you sir for the nice things you said about my Mistress." 

Brenda looked at Brett. "Please excuse Peewee. He's new at this. He's just learning how to show proper respect to a man." 

Brett nodded. "It's quite all right Peewee. I'm a very tolerant guy." 

Brenda took Roxanne's hand and put it into Brett's. "Roxie why don't you take Brett outside and show him the patio. You have a few minutes before we all sit down in the parlor. It will give the two of you a chance to get acquainted." 

Roxanne smiled at Brett and said, "Come with me." 

As they walked towards the patio door I called to Brett. "Mr. Ryman, may I bring you a cocktail." 

He turned. "That would be very nice Peewee, I like scotch on the rocks. Three cubes. Be generous when you pour the whiskey." 

"Yes sir. I'll bring your drink to the patio." 

As I was making Brett's drink, Bobby and April came out of the kitchen. 

April walked up to Mike, kissed his cheek and said, "Hi honey, how are you tonight." 

Mike smiled. "I am doing very well now that I'm with you." He stopped and looked at April. "You look beautiful tonight." 

April blushed. "Thank you I bought this outfit yesterday so I could wear it for you tonight." 

"It's very sexy." 

"That's what I was hoping you would think." 

Mike took April in his arms and kissed her. It was a long passionate kiss. 

When they were done April took a moment to catch her breath and then she turned to her husband. "Tiny say hello to Mr. Turner." 

Mark Curtsied and said, "Hello Mr. Turner, it's nice to see you again." 

Mike smiled at Mark. "Thanks Tiny it's nice to see you to." 

I finished making Brett's drink. As I put it on a tray I noticed that Bobby was greeting his wife's date. 

As I carried Brett's drink across the living room I watched Bobby curtsy to the much younger man and say, "Hello Mr. Wheeler. I am so pleased that you could be here tonight sir." 

I turned and opened the patio door. As I stepped through I stopped. Brett and my wife were locked in a passionate embrace. Brett's right hand was under Roxanne's short tee shirt. Roxanne had unzipped Brett's pants. She was holding his erect penis in her right hand." 

I panicked. I didn't really know what to do. I took a deep breath to try to calm myself. I wasn't upset. I knew this was going to happen. Still I was a bit disconcerted. I was supposed to serve a drink and I had just walked in on a rather intimate moment. 

I decided that my best course of action was to try to blunder my way through. I swallowed hard, curtsied and said, "Your cocktail sir." 

Both Brett and Roxanne turned. Roxanne stared at me for a moment and then she smiled. "Set Mr. Ryman's drink on the table Peewee." 

I set the drink down and stood still. I wasn't sure what to do next. 

After a moment Roxanne said, "You may go now Peewee. My man and I are busy. We won't be needing your services until a little later." 

I turned to leave. As I opened the patio door I heard Roxanne ask Brett, "Where were we?' 

Brett answered, "I think you were about to give me a blow job." 

My wife giggled and said, "What a delightful idea." 

I went back into the house. I wanted to look back to see what Roxanne and Brett were doing, but I didn't dare. I was afraid I'd be violating their privacy. I assumed my wife was now on her knees in front of her date. Knowing Roxanne, I was fairly certain that she already had Brett's cock in her mouth. 

As I stepped into the living room I was wondering just how big he was. I smiled to myself. Being a cuckold creates some strange reactions. I found myself hoping that he was really big. I knew Roxanne would enjoy that. 

Suddenly I realized that Ricky was talking to me. "Peewee, If you don't want to be whipped you need to get some drinks served quickly." 

That brought me to my senses. I had work to do. I quickly ran around taking drink orders. I can be very efficient when I need to. It wasn't long before I was caught up. 

Sandra walked up to me as I was standing at the bar opening a bottle of pinot grigio. "Peewee, where did your Mistress and Mr. Ryman disappear to?" 

I smiled at her. "When I last saw them they were on the patio. I believe that Mistress Roxanne was about to give Mr. Ryman a blow job." 

Sandra looked at me for a moment and then she smiled and said, "Well it's good that they found a common interest." She paused. "Are you enjoying this Peewee?" 

I smiled. "Yes Mistress Sandra, I'm enjoying this very much." 

Sandra nodded. "Good, Stevie likes you; so do all the other guys. We really like Roxanne to, were all hoping that the two you become good friends with us." 

"Thank you Mistress Sandra. I know Mistress Roxanne and I would both like that." 

Suddenly the patio door opened and Roxanne and Brett walked in, Brett was zipping up his pants. Roxanne walked directly to me. She was grinning, but she was keeping her mouth tightly closed. 

Sandra laughed. "Hey everyone, I think we're about to have the first creamy kiss of the evening." 

Everyone in the room stopped what they were doing and watched us. 

Roxanne grabbed my head and pulled my lips to her lips. As we kissed she opened her mouth and passed a large glob of semen into my mouth. 

When she was done she giggled and said, "Swallow it Baby, swallow all of it." 

Everyone in the room clapped and cheered while they watched me swallow Brett's cum. 

Brett and Roxanne decided to take a tour of the house. When they walked across the living room I noticed that Roxanne was holding Brett's hand. 

I had a few minutes so I decided to clean up the bar. While I was working Bobby tapped me on the shoulder. "Stevie needs you in the kitchen. I'll cover the bar for a few minutes." 

I went into the kitchen. Stevie and Ricky were standing by the sink. Stevie smiled at me and said, "How are you doing Willie?" 

I looked at him. "Aren't you taking a risk calling me that?" 

"No were in the kitchen. This is our space. The rules don't apply here. If our wives come in we can interact normally with them here. The studs aren't allowed in here." He paused. "Sometimes we make an exception for Jason, but he's the only one." 

"So this is a little area of sanity." 

Ricky laughed."It sure is." 

Stevie went to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of Heineken Beer. He opened it and handed it to me."Here, Roxanne told Sandra that you're a beer guy." 

I took the bottle. "Are you sure this is okay." 

Ricky picked up a glass of red wine and took a sip. "This is our space. Yes it's okay." 

I took a big swallow of beer. It tasted wonderful. "What's the chance that I can get one of these for Roxanne? She'd really like it. It's her favorite brand. The only beer in the bar is American." 

"We have a 12 pack in the back refrigerator and another 12 pack in the basement. You can certainly put a few bottles in the bar." 




Roxanne and Willie Ch. 22



Stevie turned to Ricky. "Why don't you go tell Roxanne that we need to see her in the kitchen. Bring Julie to, that way she can make sure Roxanne understands the rules in here." 

Ricky left. 

"So Willie are you having a good time?" 

I grinned at him. "Yes I really am. Are you?" 

Stevie laughed. "My friend, I lead an absolutely magnificent life. Yes I am enjoying myself. I have the greatest wife in the world and I love being a cuckold." 

"I kind of thought so." 

"Hi baby." 

We turned. It was Sandra. Ricky, Julie and Roxanne were following her. 

"I heard there was going to be a meeting in the kitchen. I didn't want to miss it for anything." She walked up to Stevie and kissed him. "Jason's fun, but I miss being with you sweetiheart." 

"You won't feel that way later tonight when you have that big cock of his in your mouth." 

Sandra giggled. "You know me way to well." 

They both started laughing. 

Roxanne walked up to me. "Hi baby, Ricky said you wanted to see me." 

Ricky went to the refrigerator and took out another Heineken. "Willie thought you might like one of these." 

Roxanne looked at the beer. "This is my favorite. Thank you Footboy." 

Julie said, "Roxie, you can call him Ricky in here. This is the kitchen. This is the cuck's world." 

Roxanne nodded and said, "Thank you Ricky." 

He smiled at her. "You're welcome Roxanne, would you like a glass?" 

She shook her head. "No thank you, the bottle is just fine. Peewee and I are pretty simple people." She stopped and looked at me. "I mean Willie. Sorry sweetheart, it gets to be a habit." 

I shrugged. "Don't worry, I understand. It's okay." 

She held up her beer. "Where did this come from?" 

Stevie laughed. "It's from our private cuck stock." 

Julie explained. "On date nights, our boys get whatever they want in the kitchen." She had her arm around Ricky. 

Sandra laughed. "Ricky and Stevie buy everything. I'm quite certain that the food and wine in the kitchen is a lot better than the food and wine being served out there." 

Stevie shook his head. "Now now, you guys are getting nothing but the best." 

Sandra hugged him. "I know baby, I just love teasing you." 

Stevie kissed her cheek. "I'll bet Jason is getting lonely. Isn't it about time for you to move into the parlor?" 

Sandra nodded. "Come on girls, we'd better get back to our dates." 

Julie and Sandra walked out the kitchen door. Roxanne stayed behind for a moment. 

She put her arms around my neck and hugged me. "Baby, are you having a good time?" 

I smiled. "Yes, this is a submissive cuckolds fantasy come true." 

Roxanne laughed. "Sweetheart it certainly is a good thing we found each other." 

"How do you like Brett?" 

"Oh honey he's very handsome." She paused. "He's a really nice guy to. I'm having a lot of fun just talking to him." She sighed. "And he has a really big cock." 

"Do you like him as much as you like Pete?" 

Roxanne looked at me for a minute and then she said, "Yes I think I do." She paused. "But neither of them are anywhere near as much fun as you. Willie you're my baby." She kissed me. "You always will be. I love partying with other guys, but your sweet little body will always be my favorite." 

She kissed me on the lips. "But not for the rest of tonight. Tonight we're playing our game. Tonight I belong to Brett. Tonight Brett's my baby and you are going to have to watch as we enjoy each other." She reached under my tee shirt and grabbed my nipple. As she twisted it she said, "Tonight I want you to suffer." 

Roxanne stepped back from me "Thanks for the beer Peeeeeeweeeeee. Now I'm going back to my stud lover. I can't wait to get his big hard cock into my mouth again." 

Roxanne turned and walked out the door. After she left Stevie looked at me. "Willie she really loves you." 

I smiled at him, "Yes I know. Isn't it wonderful." 

Stevie nodded in agreement.



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 23



Note: This story is the twenty-third episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous twenty-two episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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Ricky grabbed my arm. "Come with me Willie. They're moving into the parlor right now.

He led me through the dining room and into the living room. As we crossed the living room Ricky explained, "This house is really a small mansion. There are lots of rooms. We call the one we're going to now the parlor. It's kind of a cozy living room. We use it for both date nights and family meetings. We added another love seat just for you and Roxanne." 

We passed through a door on the other side of the living room and suddenly I found myself in a room that might have been part of a country estate in an Agatha Christie Mystery. 

The woodwork was all dark mahogany. The floor was covered by a large oriental rug. The windows were draped with plush red velvet curtains. At one end of the room a small fire was burning in a large mahogany paneled fire place. 

There were six dark brown leather love seats arranged in a circle around the fireplace. Each of these love seats was currently occupied by one of our wives and her date for the evening. I noticed that all of the cucks were also in the room. The session in the parlor was apparently a command performance. 

Roxanne and Brett were sitting together to my right. Roxanne had her shoes off. Her legs were curled under her. She was snuggled tightly against Brett with her arm around his shoulders. There was a look of admiration in her eyes as she listened to him entertain everyone with a funny story about the traffic jams in Boston. 

Pangs of jealousy immediately shot through me. Anyone who has ever been a cuckold will tell you that watching your wife being fucked by another man is exciting. Watching her flirt with him and fawn over him is painful. 

This was obviously the intended purpose of the parlor session. Our wives were torturing us. At this moment they were making it clear to us that tonight they belonged to other men. 

Jason started telling a similar story about the traffic in New York City. As he was telling the story Brett lifted my wife's short top up and exposed her large breasts to everyone in the room. 

I suspected that Brett was getting a little thrill out of exposing my wife's breasts to the five other men at the party. Roxanne is quite an exhibitionist. I was pretty certain that she was also getting a thrill out of being exposed to the other men. 

I looked around the parlor. Brenda was sitting next to Jimmy Wheeler. He had his arm around her. She was massaging his crotch. Bobby was not too far from me. He was watching his wife. 

Sandra was sitting on Jason's lap. She had her arms around his neck. Jason had his hand under Sandra's top. Sandra was giggling. I noticed that Stevie was standing on the other side of the room. His eyes were fixed on his wife and his friend as they played with each other. 

Julie was snuggled up next to Aaron. He had her flimsy skirt pulled up around her waist. His left hand was inside her panties. Ricky was kneeling at his wife's feet. As I watched the three of them I thought to myself that Ricky was probably the most submissive of all of us. 

April was sitting on Mike's lap. Mike is a big man. His powerful arms were wrapped around Mark's wife. She was snuggled up with her cheek pressed against his massive chest. Her eyes were closed. She was obviously enjoying the blanketing embrace of her brawny lovers muscular body. 

Mark was helping me serve drinks. I watched as he respectfully approached his wife and her lover. He carefully curtsied and asked, "Mr. Turner may I get you or Mistress April another drink?" 

Mike stared at Mark while he slipped his hand inside April's blouse and cupped her breast. As he fondled her nipple he smiled at Mark and said, "Yes Tiny, that would be very nice. I would love another beer and you can bring your wife another glass of pinot grigio." 

Mark curtsied again. "Very good sir. I'll get your drinks right away." 

When Mark left April made a big show of kissing Mike on the lips. 

I looked over at Jamal and Maddie. Jamal had his arm around Maddie. Her head was snuggled up to his chest. They were oblivious to the teasing and taunting that was going on in the room. They were totally absorbed with each other. They were here because these people were their friends. When dinner was over and the real sex began, it was clear that they would go off by themselves and make quiet, passionate love. 

The party in the parlor went on for another twenty minutes. I call it a party because it kind of resembled the usual cocktail segment of a normal dinner party. Our wives and their men chatted and made jokes while they sipped a variety of drinks. 

There was, of course, a glaring difference. The atmosphere at this party was permeated with sex. While they talked, all six of the couples were touching, teasing and fondling each other. It was actually an hour of delicious foreplay. 

The other obvious difference was that your normal dinner party was not usually staffed with slaves. 

As I thought about this, I realized that we were not just slaves. We were eunuchs. That was the purpose of our chastity cages. They were a form of temporary castration. When our wives snapped those plastic cases into place we surrendered our manhood. This was the reason they got so much pleasure from wearing the keys to our chastity cages as jewelry. They were wearing our manhood around their necks while they played with their studs. It was a display of incredible power. 

As I considered this I realized that I had an overwhelming desire to go over to Roxanne, drop to my knees and kiss her feet. I loved surrendering power to this woman I adored. I wanted to be her obedient "eunuch". As I watched my wife play with her stallion, I fully understood that I was not only willing, I was eager to let her control my manhood. 

Bobby tapped me on the shoulder. "Peewee, come into the kitchen with me." 

As we were walking out of the the parlor, Sandra stood up and turned to everyone. "Why don't we adjourn to the dining room. It's time for the cucks to serve us our dinner." 

I followed Bobby into the kitchen. Two places were set at the kitchen table. 

Bobby pointed to a chair and said, "Peewee, sit down. You and I will be the first two to eat." As I sat down Bobby explained, "During dinner we work in pairs. You and I are going to work as a team. Ricky and Mark will be the other team. Stevie will supervise the kitchen and eat when he has the opportunity. Ricky and Mark will serve our wives and their men while you and I eat. When we're done eating we'll switch places. We'll do this for each course of the meal. 

Bobby brought each of us a bowl of lobster bisque. It was wonderful. As soon as we were finished Bobby stood up and said, "Lets go to work so Mark and Ricky can have some soup." 

We walked into the dining room. Everyone was eating soup and chatting. I looked at my wife. Her attention was completely focused on Brett. 

As soon as Sandra saw me she called to me, "Peewee we l need more wine. Open two more bottles of the chardonnay." 

I got busy. 

The system was a good one. By working in pairs we were able to keep up with the needs of our Mistresses and their men. It also gave us an opportunity to occasionally relax and enjoy the evening. From time to time Stevie would join us when it was our turn to sit at the table. 

His dinner was excellent. The second course was a delicious Caesar salad. It was followed by an outstanding beef stroganoff. Dessert was a creme brule. Stevie was an outstanding cook. 

When our wives and their men were finished with their dessert Brenda stood and said, "Lets adjourn to the parlor for coffee." She turned to her husband. "Quickie clear the table." She looked at me. "Peewee, set up a coffee service in the parlor." 

I went to the kitchen. "Stevie they're moving back into the parlor. Brenda wants me to serve coffee." 

Stevie nodded. "The coffee is ready. It's over there." He pointed to two coffee makers on the counter. "The tray is next to the pots." 

I looked. There was a sugar bowl and cream pitcher on the tray. 

"Use the insulated carafes next to the tray. The cream is in the refrigerator. The sugar bowl is full. You'll find cups and saucers in the cupboard over the coffee pots." 

I started to fill the coffee carafes. 

Stevie turned to Mark and Ricky. "Mark, help Willie in the parlor. Ricky help Bobby clear the table and load the dishwasher. Mark they're going to want cognac with their coffee. Bring a bottle from the bar. We'll also need 12 glasses. Ricky, make sure we have at least four bottles of champagne on ice. When they're done with their coffee they'll want champagne." He turned to me. "That's when things will start to get wild." 

As I was picking up the tray to carry it to the parlor Stevie said, "Willie remember your manners. It's after dinner. Playtime is starting. They'll be looking for excuses to punish you." 

As I carried the coffee tray to the parlor, I thought about Stevie's warning. I was starting to get excited. 

When I entered the parlor I realized immediately that the mood of the party was changing. Our wives and their dates were back on their love seats, only now the sex was becoming much more overt. 

Sandra already had her top off. She was massaging Jason's crotch. Julie and Aaron were locked in a passionate kiss. So were April and Mike. Brenda was lying against Jimmy's chest. Her blouse was open, her large breasts were fully exposed. He was fondling her nipples. 

As I set the coffee tray down I looked at Brett and Roxanne. Roxanne was lying against Brett. Her top was again pulled up over her breasts. Brett was fondling her nipples. Roxanne was staring at me. When she noticed that I was looking at her she lasciviously licked her lips and smiled at me. 

Maddie and Jamal were still snuggled against each other. I got the impression that they were now here as spectators. 

I started taking coffee orders. I began with Sandra and Jason. I walked up to them, curtsied politely and said "Mr. Mathews may I get some coffee for you and your lady?" 

Jason smiled, "Thank you Peewee, I take mine black, Sandra takes hers with cream." 

I prepared their coffees and put them on a small tray. When I served them I again curtsied politely and set the cups on the table next to them. As I turned to leave Sandra said, "That was nicely done Peewee." 

I turned, curtsied again and said, "Thank you Mistress Sandra." Oddly, I felt very proud. As I turned to Julie and Aaron to get their coffee order I realized that I enjoyed being a slave for these women. 

As I was serving Julie and Aaron their coffee, Mark came in with a tray filled with glasses of cognac. He went right to Sandra and Jason and curtsied. "Mr. Mathews, would you and Mistress Sandra like some cognac?" Jason nodded and Mark set two glasses next to their coffee. 

Mark and I continued to serve each couple in that manner. When I got to Roxanne and Brett I curtsied, but before I could ask them if they would like coffee Roxanne smiled at me, kissed Brett on the cheek and said, "Baby, look at my husband. Isn't he just about the cutest little pussy wimp that you've ever seen?" 

Brett leered at me while he softly twisted my wife's nipples in his finger tips. "Roxie, he is cute. I love his pink panties." He chuckled. "I really like the fact that you have his little dick locked in a plastic cage." He leaned over and kissed her. "It makes me feel good to know that the only cock you'll be playing with tonight is mine." 

Roxanne started laughing. "Honey, it wouldn't matter if that little peepee of his was locked up or not. Your big hard dick is the only one I am going to play with tonight." She leaned over and kissed Brett's cheek. "I can't wait to feel it inside my pussy." 

Roxanne turned back to me. "Peewee, are you going to get some coffee for my man and me or do I have to teach you some manners with my horsewhip?" 

Brett lifted the hem of my wife's skirt, parted the her thighs, started to massage her cunt and said, "I would love to watch that." 

Roxanne kissed Brett on the lips. "If my little wimp husband doesn't get his ass in gear and get us some coffee, you're going to get your show." 

At that moment, I was as sexually excited as I have ever been in my entire life. I cannot even begin to explain it, but I loved being a slave for Roxanne and Brett. 

I curtsied again. Mr. Ryman may I get some coffee for you and your lady?" 

Brett smirked at me. "My lady, I like that." He turned to Roxanne. "Sweetheart, would you like a cup of coffee?" 

"Roxanne smiled. "Yes dear. I would love some. I take mine with a little cream." She looked at me. "But you already know that don't you Peewee." 

I bowed my head. "Yes Mistress." I looked up at Brett. "Mr. Ryman, how would you like your coffee?" 

"I take mine black Peewee." 

I curtsied again. "Thank you sir. I'll get your coffee right away." 

As I walked away, both Roxanne and Brett were giggling. 

Sandra stood up. "Its time for each of us to leash our cucks and move to a more private spot. I think our men are reaching a point where they'd like to have a more active part in tonights activities." 

She turned to Jason, "Baby I think it's playtime for you and me." 

Jason smiled at Sandra. 

"Excuse me Sandra, but I think you are forgetting something." 

We all turned. It was Maddie. 

"I believe that earlier this evening there was a major violation of house rules." 

Sandra stopped. After a moment she smiled at Maddie and said. "Yes Madeline, I believe you are correct. We did in fact have an uncontrolled cuck running around in the presence of men. A punishment session is in order before we adjourn." 

Maddie nodded. "Yes Sandra, but if my information is accurate we need three punishment sessions. It's my understanding that there were in fact three uncontrolled cucks running around." 

Jason stood up. "I am sorry, this was my fault. Aaron and I arrived early." 

Sandra put up her hand. "I'm sorry sweetheart, this is a house affair. It was Stevie, Ricky and Peewee's responsibility to realize that they were in violation of house rules and inform a Mistress so that they could be properly caged." 

Jason looked at Sandra. "You were in the tub when we arrived." 

Stevie put his hand up to catch Jason's eye. When Jason turned, Stevie shook his head. It was a signal to stay out of this. 

Jason looked at his friend, smiled and ceased his argument. Jason and I both suddenly understood the situation. The games were going to include a session of whipping. Our wives were going to find an excuse, it didn't matter what that excuse was. 

Julie turned to Ricky. "Footboy, fetch our whips." 

Ricky scurried out of the house. 

While he was gone, Brenda began talking about the need for rules and order. It was all pretend. 

Ricky returned in minutes. He was carrying three horsewhips. 

Sandra and Julie stood up and removed the rest of their clothing. As soon as Roxanne realized what they were doing she also removed the rest of her clothing. 

I smiled to myself. I was about to be whipped by a beautiful naked woman. I was already excited. 

Brenda stood and removed her dress. She was now naked. "Footboy give me the whips." 

As Ricky handed her the three horsewhips I chuckled to myself. The internet porn sites could never come up with a scenario as hot as this one. 

Brenda took the whips and turned to her husband. "Quickie, fetch the leashes." 

Bobby ran out of the parlor. After a moment he returned with a leather bag. He handed it to his wife and knelt at her feet. 

Brenda opened the bag and took out six dog leashes. I noticed that one of them was mine. She walked over to each of our wives and handed them our leash. 

As soon as she got my leash Roxanne pointed at the floor and said, "Peewee sit." 

As I got down on my knees I noticed that the other wives were doing the same thing with their cucks. 

Roxanne bent over and attached my leash to my collar. When she was done she tugged on it and said, "Peewee Heel." 

She led me to the edge of her love seat and stopped. "Peewee, lie across the arm." 

I did as I was told. As I did it I noticed that Stevie and Ricky were being told to do the exact same thing. I also noticed that Jason, Aaron and Brett had all stood and moved behind our wives. 

Brenda handed Sandra, Julie and Roxanne their horsewhips and turned to Maddie and April. "How many strokes?" 

April said, "eight." 

Maddie shook her head and said, "twelve." 

Brenda looked at our wives and said, "ten." 

Sandra, Julie and Roxanne all smiled and nodded in agreement. 

Brenda smiled back and said, "I'll count." 

I took a deep breath and got ready. 

Brenda raised her hand. When she dropped it Sandra, Julie and Roxanne all pulled their whips back. 

Whap! The three whips struck in unison. I winced in pain. This was the first time I'd ever been whipped. It hurt. 

Our wives stepped back into the arms of their men. Jason was obviously the most experienced with this scene. He immediately put his arms around Sandra and started fondling her. Aaron and Brett saw what he was doing and followed suit. 

Brenda sternly said, "No one is enjoying this. The three of you have forced us to do this because of your negligence. The rules must be followed and punishments must be meted out when the rules are broken." 

I looked around, that was nonsense. Everyone was enjoying this. Jimmy Wheeler was standing behind Brenda. He was massaging her cunt as she spoke. The hem of April's skirt was up over her waist. Mike was softly rubbing her clit. Maddie was lying against Jamal. She was slowly stroking his stiff black cock. There was an expression of unbridled lust on her face. 

Brenda looked at our wives and raised her hand. All three of them stepped forward and drew their whips back. 

Brenda took a deep breath and said, "Please deliver three more blows." 

Whap! Whap! Whap! Again the strokes came in unison. The pain was excruciating. Ricky was the first to cry out. I was biting my lip to keep from making noise. 

After delivering the blows our wives again stepped back to the arms of their lovers.

I looked around. April had pulled Mark to her crotch. He was eating her pussy while she watched. 

Jimmy had moved to Brenda's side. Bobby was now on his knees behind his wife. His face was buried in Brenda's ass. 

"Please deliver the next three blows." Brenda raised her arm. 

Our wives stepped forward and drew their whips back. Brenda dropped her arm. 

Whap! Whap! Whap! 

I screamed in pain. So did Stevie and Ricky. 

Tears were starting to run down my cheeks as Roxanne stepped back into Brett's waiting arms. She turned and passionately kissed her lover while I lay across the arm of the love seat whimpering. 

A horsewhip is the whip that Jockeys use to motivate their mounts during a horse race. The whip is designed to inflict pain without doing physical damage. This allowed our wives to hit without having to worry about physically injuring us. It allowed them to strike without mercy. 

Brenda raised her arm 

Our wives stepped forward for the final three blows. 

Brenda dropped her arm, Whap! Whap! Whap! The blows came in rapid succession.

All three of us cried out. The pain was excruciating. 

This time our wives did not step back. I looked around. Both Stevie and Ricky were in tears. So was I. 




Roxanne and Willie Ch. 23



Brenda stepped forward. "I hope that the three of you have learned from this experience. Arrogance and disregard for the rules can never be tolerated. Please demonstrate your understanding and acceptance of this fact by kissing your wives." 

I felt Roxanne tug on my leash. "Peewee come." 

I slid off of the couch onto my knees. Roxanne tugged at my leash again. "Peewee heel" 

I crawled to Roxanne and obediently kneeled at her feet. She turned. I spread the cheeks of her gorgeous ass. She sighed as she felt my lips make contact with her asshole. 

As I kissed and licked Roxanne's ass I knew that I was in pain, but I also realized that both of us were wildly excited.

While I was licking Roxanne's ass I saw Jason grab Sandra and kiss her. Stevie still had his face pressed into his wifes ass. As soon as he was done kissing Sandra Jason grabbed her hand and said, "Come on Sandra, let's take your little friend and go play." 

Sandra smiled and tugged on Stevie's leash. "Come Speedy, my man says it's party time." 

Sandra and Jason led Stevie out of the parlor. 

As they were leaving Brenda turned to Roxanne. ""Roxie, you can take Brett to the den. Quickie has already pulled out the sleep sofa and put clean sheets on it. It should make a perfect playroom for you and Brett." 

Roxanne smiled. "Thank you Bren." She grabbed Brett's hand and said, "Shall we my dear?" 

Brett laughed and said, "By all means." 

Roxanne tugged on my leash with her other hand. "Peewee heel." 

I crawled behind my wife and her lover as they held hands and led me to their assigned love nest. 

When we got into the den Roxanne dropped my leash, pointed to a spot at the foot of the sleep sofa and said, "Peewee sit and stay." 

I kneeled down at the end of the bed. 

My wife sat down on the sleep sofa and pulled her date down next to her. 

Roxanne was already nude. As soon as Brett was seated she started undressing him. When he was naked he took my wife into his arms and kissed her. It quickly turned into a long passionate kiss. As they kissed their hands freely explored each others bodies. Roxanne grabbed hold of Brett's huge erection and started stroking it. Brett responded by kissing and nuzzling Roxanne's cheek and neck. At the same time he started to fondle her large breasts. 

After a few moments my wife started kissing her lovers chest.. She lasciviously licked each of his nipples and then she slowly worked her way down his body to his taut stomach. She took a moment to tongue his navel before she laid her head on that well muscled abdomen so she could stare at his huge cock while she continued to stroke it with her right hand. 

Brett's eyes were closed. He was enjoying himself. I was overwhelmed with envy. 

Roxanne slid further down her lover's body until her face hovered over his stiff penis. She looked at me, smiled and kissed the head of his cock. 

When my wife put his erection into her mouth and started to suck it, Brett sighed and lay back on the bed. I really don't know how long the blow job lasted. It didn't really matter, at this moment time was meaningless to all three of us. 

Roxanne was at her best. She deftly brought Brett to the brink of an orgasm several times. Each time she backed off and allowed him to regain his control before continuing. 

At first I was puzzled by this. My wife had frequently explained to me that when she was with a guy she always gave him a quick blow job to get things started. She liked to to get his first orgasm out of the way immediately. She believed that most men had trouble controlling their initial ejaculation. It was their second and third erections that were the most fun.

Suddenly it dawned on me that this wasn't Brett's first blow job of the evening. Roxanne had taken care of that detail on the patio before dinner. Roxanne was now sucking Brett's cock for pure pleasure, hers as much as Brett's. My wife loved giving blow jobs.

Finally Roxanne took her lover's cock out of her mouth and sat up. She turned her back to me so she could stare into Brett's eyes as she straddled him and rubbed the tip of his rigid penis against the moist lips of her cunt. I could hear Roxanne gasp as she slowly lowered herself onto Brett's huge erection. As his big cock disappeared inside my wife I was very aware of the fact that this man wasn't wearing a condom. 

As soon as Roxanne had all of Brett's cock inside her she stopped moving. For a moment she remained perfectly still and then she started to move up and down. This was the beginning of a marathon fuck session 

Brett let Roxanne stay on top for a few minutes and then he rolled her over onto her back and climbed on top of her. He was now in control. He started by dictating the pace of their love making. At times he was slow and gentle, at other times he pumped his cock in and out of my wife with the savage fury of a ruthless beast. 

Roxanne loved every minute of it. She had two orgasms before Brett finally started to ejaculate into her. When they were done, Brett lay quietly on top of my wife. Eventually the head of his softening cock slipped out of Roxanne's vagina. A glob of semen followed it. Brett rolled off of my wife and lay on his back. As he lay next to her, Roxanne spread her legs. A steady trickle of semen continued to drip from her cunt. 

Roxanne looked at me and wiggled her finger. "Peewee come lick my lover's cum out of my pussy." 

I climbed up on the bed and got between my wife's legs. I closed my eyes. Roxanne sighed when she felt me licking her lover's fresh deposit of semen from her cunt." 

After several minutes my wife pushed my head back. "That's good Peewee. I'm nice and clean, now get back on the floor." 

As soon as I was settled in my spot at the foot of the bed, Roxanne sat up and leaned over so she could put her lover's limp penis in her mouth. She gently massaged Brett's balls while she sucked on his flaccid cock. My wife was an expert at getting a man hard. It was a matter of seconds before Brett's penis started to grow. 

When his cock was again erect, Brett rolled my wife onto her back. This time he was taking control immediately. Roxanne spread her legs. Brett mounted my wife and pushed his new erection into her wet cunt. 

I really don't know how long their second fuck lasted. It was at least a half hour. Roxanne had another two orgasms before her lover finally shot his second load of semen into her. 

When Brett rolled off of my wife, she again wiggled her finger at me. For the second time that evening I pulled myself up between Roxanne's legs and lapped up her lover's cum. 

When I was done with my clean up duties, Brett got up. As he got dressed he looked at my wife and said, "Roxie, that was fun." 

Roxanne grinned at him and sighed. "I hope we can do it again very soon." 

Brett nodded.. "I'd like that very much. Julie gave me your telephone number, Can I call you?"

My wife smiled and said, "Yes, please."

Brett turned and walked out the door. 



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 24



Note: This story is the twenty-fourth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous twenty-three episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

Roxanne reached down and pulled me up onto the bed next to her. As she was unclasping my leash from my collar she asked, "Baby, did you enjoy yourself tonight?"

I thought for a minute, before I answered. Finally I said, "Yes I really did." I grinned at my wife. "It was a kind of like a fantasy night for a submissive, masochistic, sissy wimp, cuckold husband."

Roxanne laughed. "Peewee, you're putting yourself into a very elite group."

I nodded. "I strive to be the best of the best." 

Roxanne laughed for a minute then she got quiet. "I'm worried that I hurt you when I whipped you."

I smiled. "Well you did, but I think that's the idea of the game."

"I know, but I am still worried that I hurt you."

I shook my head and grinned, "You didn't do anything that can't be treated by several weeks in an intensive care unit, followed by years of arduous physical therapy."

Roxanne looked at me and started to giggle. "I'll remember that remark wise guy."

I winked at her and said, "I hope you will." I stopped. "Did you have a good time tonight?"

Roxanne looked at me. "Willie I had a wonderful evening. I love these people."

I nodded. "So do I."

Roxanne kissed me. "Come on baby lets go find our new friends."

I looked at my wife. She was naked. "Do you want to get dressed first?"

She shrugged. "With this crowd, I don't think it matters. Besides, my clothes are scattered all over the parlor."

Roxanne stood up and grabbed my hand. "Come on Peewee."

I followed Roxanne. When we entered the living room, everyone else was already there. All of the men except for Jason were already gone. I looked around, Maddie and Jamal were also missing. They had there own agenda.

Jason, Stevie and Sandra were at the front door. Jason was in the process of leaving. He stopped to kiss Sandra goodnight. "I had fun this evening sweetheart."

Sandra smiled. "So did I." She leaned up and kissed the tall man's cheek. "Can we get together in your office next week?"

"I would love that. I'll check my schedule and call you." He turned to Stevie. "Golf in the morning."

Stevie nodded. "The tee times are 9:12 and 9:20."

Jason opened the front door. As he stepped out he said, "I'll be there. Now I had better get home, Evelyn will be sitting up waiting for me."

Stevie closed the door behind him. Sandra took her husband's hand and said, "Babydoll, lets go sit down.

As Sandra was leading Stevie back into the living room she saw Roxanne and me. Her face lit up with a smile. "Hi guys, did you have fun with Brett?"

Roxanne beamed. "Yes, he's handsome, pleasant and a wonderful fuck."

April nodded. "Yes, he certainly is. All of us have enjoyed him. We were really hoping you would to."

I looked at my watch. It was after 11:00. We were the only guests still here. I didn't want to overstay our welcome with our new friends so I stood up. "Roxanne, it's late. These people have been wonderful hosts, but I think it time for us to go home."

Roxanne stood up. She knew what I was doing. She looked at everyone in the room. "Thank you so much for a magical evening. I wish it didn't have to end."

Sandra looked at us. "It doesn't have to, at least not yet."

We both looked at her.

"Why don't the two of you spend the night with Stevie, Julie, Ricky and me." She turned to Stevie."That would be okay wouldn't it baby?"

Stevie laughed. "Are you asking if Ricky and I would mind sharing our bed with a third beautiful woman?"

"Yes, but remember, her husband will be there to."

Ricky laughed, "I'm betting that you and Julie won't mind that at all. My guess is that both of you are salivating over the idea of sucking that little cock of his." Ricky turned to me. "Our wives are crazy about big cocks, but the truth of the matter is they're crazy about little ones to."

Julie pinched her husband. "You'd better be thankful for that studman." She leaned over and kissed Ricky. "But thats not the only reason we want to play with Peewee."

Stevie laughed. "We know you Jules. You want to feel his tongue in your ass while Sandra sucks his cock."

Julie giggled. "Okay wise guy, that's enough out of you."

Roxanne looked at me. "Could we Willie?"

I looked at Sandra and Julie. "Are you sure you want overnight guests."

They both shouted, "yes!"

Stevie looked at Ricky. "I guess there won't be much sleeping tonight."

Ricky laughed. "Well my good friend we have a tough job, but someone has to do it." 

Julie stood up. "Brenda, April thank you for your hospitality this evening. We all had a wonderful time. If you'll excuse us, I think it is time for us to go home. It appears that there are still more good times to be had."

April laughed. "Thanks Jules. Can we expect you for coffee on the patio in the morning?"

Julie smiled. "Both Sandra and I will be there. Maybe we can talk Roxie into staying. I am sure she would enjoy it."

Brenda looked at Roxanne. "We hope you might consider joining us in the morning. I imagine your husband is going to be joining our husbands for golf. We prefer to spend the time sitting in the sun, drinking coffee and reading the Sunday newspapers."

Roxanne smiled at Brenda. "It sounds wonderful, but Peewee is my ride home."

Brenda laughed. "Honey, well get you home, please stay. The boys always make us a wonderful breakfast before they go."

Roxanne was grinning. "I would love to."

"Wonderful, we'll see you in the morning." She paused and flashed us a wry little smile, "Roxie, don't be too rough on Sandra and Julie's little cuckboys tonight. They're valuable servants around here."

Roxanne started giggling. "I'll try to leave them in one piece."

Sandra grabbed hold of Roxanne's hand. "Come on Roxie, lets go have some fun." She pulled Roxanne out the patio door. Roxanne pulled me along behind her.

Once we were outside I stopped my wife. "Roxanne, It sounds like Julie and Sandra expect to have sex with me tonight. Are you okay with this? It's a violation of our marriage vows. I'm supposed to remain completely faithful to you."

Roxanne kissed me and smiled. "Peewee, you're so wonderful. Baby, this is fine with me. Julie and Sandra are my friends. Just look at it like I'm lending you to them for their pleasure for the evening." She leaned over and kissed me on the lips. "Sweetheart, I want you to enjoy yourself. You're going to get to be with two women at the same time tonight. I get to do that a lot with guys. I think you're going to love it."

Roxanne grabbed my hand. "Come on baby, it's playtime."

As my wife was dragging me along behind her I was grinning and thinking to myself that this wasn't too bad for a shy little runt from Iowa.

When we got back to Sandra and Julie's house we went directly to the bedroom. 

Sandra pointed at the bed. "Cuckboys take your panties off and sit down. We'll be right back."

The girls disappeared into the bathroom. Stevie, Ricky and I did as we were told. 

While we waited for our wives to return Ricky said; "Willie, Stevie and I lead a much different life than most men would choose or even understand, but I don't think that either of us would ever trade places with anyone else."

Stevie nodded, "My friend here is one hundred per cent correct. We love our lives." 

I laughed, "I can see why."

"And what are you three chatting about?"

We looked up. It was Julie. Sandra and Roxanne were right behind her. All three of them were carrying bowls of steaming water and clean towels.

Ricky smiled at his wife. "We were just telling Willie how lucky we are to have wives as wonderful as you and Sandra."

Sandra laughed. "Jules that little munchkin you're married to is one smart guy."

Julie pulled a small table over to the bed and set her bowl of water and towel on it. As she took the gold chain off of her neck that held the key to Ricky's cock cage she said, "My little munchkin is about to get a very sweet reward."

Sandra and Roxanne sat down next to Stevie and me. They also took off their keys. Our cock cages were quickly removed. When they were off, all three of us sat quietly while our wives washed our cocks and balls and dried us with the towels.

When we were clean and dry they rolled us onto our stomachs and took turns spreading a soothing salve over the area on our butts where they whipped us..

After a few minutes Julie slipped over next to Roxanne and asked, "Roxie can I play with Peewee for a little while."

Roxanne rolled me onto my back, smiled at me and said, "Have fun baby."

Julie leaned over me and said, "Hello cutie." At the same moment she reached down and gently squeezed my cock and balls"

Sandra took Roxanne's hand. "Roxie I'm small breasted. I think my little guy would love a chance to play with your large tits."

My wife grabbed Stevie and pulled his face to her chest. She took her right breast and held it against his lips. "Is this what you want baby? Do you want to suck on Roxie's big tits ."

Stevie sucked on my wife's nipple and fondled her large breasts. He had a great big grin on his face.

Sandra turned to Ricky. She extended her right foot and wiggled her toes. "I guess that leaves the two of us Footboy."

Ricky winked at Sandra and reverently picked up her foot. As Ricky started to lick the space under her toes, Sandra sighed and began rubbing her clit with her right hand.

We played for the next two hours. Roxanne, Sandra and Julie sucked each of our cocks. Stevie, Ricky and I licked each of our wives. We all had multiple orgasms.

When all of us were finally worn out, the girls jumped into the tub. Ricky, Stevie and I gave them a bath. After we dried them and got them into bed, Stevie, Ricky and I each took a turn in the shower. 

It was after 1:30 before we were finally cuddled together in their huge double sized bed. Once we were all in place, Stevie covered us in blankets and got in beside Sandra.

We were tired. We feel asleep immediately.

As I fell asleep I thought to myself that this might very well have been the most wonderful evening of my entire life. 

The next morning I woke up to the smell of freshly brewed coffee. Roxanne, Julie and Sandra were all still asleep. Ricky and Stevie were already up. I carefully slipped out of bed and went into the kitchen.

Ricky and Stevie were busy cooking. Ricky turned, "Morning Willie, want some coffee?"

"I would love some."

"The pots over there."

As I was getting a cup of coffee Stevie said, "Were making a breakfast casserole for the girls. We can leave it in the oven and they can eat whenever they get up. They really do spend Sunday morning on the patio drinking coffee, eating breakfast and reading the Sunday newspapers." 

As I took a sip of coffee Ricky said, "You can ride with us to the golf course. We'll stop by your place so you can change clothes and get your clubs. That way, Roxanne can have your car."

Stevie set a plate on the table. "Here are some eggs and hashbrowns for breakfast. Ricky and I have already eaten."

I ate quickly and then we got dressed. After we were dressed, we slipped into the bedroom and kissed our sleeping wives goodbye.

We arrived at the golf course just before 9:00. Jamal, Mark and Bobby had come in a separate car. They were already there. Jason and Aaron arrived just after we did.

When I saw Jason and Aaron I looked at them for a minute. I realized that last night when I was licking Sandra and Julie I had tasted the remnants of their lovemaking. I laughed to myself, being a cuckold certainly creates some unusual situations

The game was great fun. This time Aaron, Jamal and Mark were on my team. It was a great opportunity to get to know them. Mark and I got hot, we both made several birdies in a row. We won the front and the total. Stevie, Ricky, Bobby and Jason had to pay us. There was a lot of friendly trash talk while we drank our diet cokes in the clubhouse after the game. 

I had a wonderful time.



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 25



Note: This story is the twenty-fifth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous twenty-four episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

It was just after 2:00 PM when we got back to Stevie's car. I took out my cellphone and turned it on. There was a message from Roxanne. I listened to it while Stevie and Ricky drove me home. 

"Hi baby, I just got home from Julie and Sandra's. It was a beautiful morning. Stevie left us a wonderful breakfast casserole. I hope you had a nice golf game.

"Listen honey the reason I'm calling you is when I got home there was a message from Pete. I called him. His wife is spending the afternoon at a fund raiser for the local animal shelter. Pete is coming to our apartment . He'll be here at two. He made it very clear that he wants me all to himself this afternoon. He doesn't want to see you or even hear you. Baby when you get home please come in very quietly. The bedroom door will be closed, please don't open it. You'll know were in there, you'll be able to hear us. Honey just stay in the kitchen until were done. I'll come and get you when Pete is gone. 

"Thanks sweetheart, I'm sure you'll understand. Pete can be very dominant at times. Please try to stay out of his way. I'll see you after he leaves." 

I deleted the message and turned off my phone. It's amazing how quickly a person can go from being on top to the world to feeling totally dejected. 

When I got home I quietly crept into the apartment and carefully put my golf clubs into the hall closet. 

As I tiptoed through the living room I could hear muffled sounds coming from the bedroom. I desperately wanted to listen at the door, but I was afraid to do that. I was concerned that either Pete or Roxanne might have to go to the bathroom. I didn't want them to catch me with my ear at the door.

I grabbed my laptop computer from the bookshelf and went into the kitchen. As I sat down I thought to myself that I really was a submissive little wimp. Another man was in the bedroom fucking my wife and I was waiting in the kitchen, trying not to make noise because they didn't want to be disturbed.

Suddenly I heard Roxanne start to cry. Her cries quickly became a loud scream. My wife was having an orgasm. Eventually the scream died out and then there was silence. 

After a few minutes I heard the bedroom door open. It was Pete. He was naked. I discreetly watched him out of the corner of my eye as he crossed the living room. His large cock was hanging limp. He was walking to the bathroom. He didn't bother to close the door. I could hear him pissing.

While Pete was in the bathroom Roxanne came into the kitchen. She was naked. Her hair was mussed. There were love bites all over her breasts. She leaned over me and whispered, "Hi baby I won't kiss you right now. I think it would upset Pete if he saw me doing it. Honey bring us two bottles of beer on a tray. Come into the bedroom quietly, leave the tray on the night table and back out quickly."

Roxanne turned and left the kitchen. Pete was in the living room. She walked up to him and kissed his cheek. "Baby let's go back into the bedroom, Peewee will bring you a beer in just a minute."

I quickly opened two bottles of beer and set them on a tray with two glasses. The bedroom door was open. I walked in. Roxanne and Pete were lying on the bed. They were both naked. My wife was snuggled up to her lover. She was slowly stroking his soft cock.

I silently set the tray down on the night table and backed away. As I was leaving Pete said, "Close the fuckin door on your way out." 

I heard Pete bring my wife to two more orgasms. After Roxanne's second orgasm the bedroom became very quiet. At times I thought I could hear the muffled sounds of a conversation, but I wasn't sure.

Finally the bedroom door opened. I looked at the kitchen clock. It was just after 5:00 pm. Pete came out first. He was dressed. He went directly to the bathroom and took another piss.

Roxanne came out of the bedroom behind him. She was still naked. She walked into the kitchen while Pete was pissing. "Hi baby." She still didn't kiss me. "Come into the living room. Pete wants to talk to you before he leaves."

As I stood up Roxanne said, "Peewee remember your place, be respectful. Walk in behind me."

We heard the toilet flush. Pete was zipping up his pants as he walked into the living room.

Roxanne walked through the kitchen door. I was two paces behind her. When we were about six feet from Pete, Roxanne stopped and turned. "That's close enough Peewee, stay where you are." 

She walked up to Pete, put her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips. "Sweetheart, you wanted to see Peewee."

Pete nodded. "Yeah." He looked at me. There was a sneering smile on his face. "I wanted to thank you for letting me spend the afternoon fucking your wife. She's really good in bed." He started to chuckle. "She also gives a great blow job. She's going to be a big hit with the boys in my department when she starts work tomorrow." 

He paused for a moment. "Peewee, Roxanne has some big news for you. Were both pretty excited about it. I hope you like it." He shrugged, "but tough shit if you don't."

He turned to Roxanne and kissed her. "Baby I have to run. Don't forget to tell Peewee about all the things we talked about. I'll see you at the dealership at 8:30 tomorrow morning."

Pete turned and walked out of the apartment. 

As soon as he was gone I turned to my wife and asked, "What's the big news?"

Roxanne smiled at me. "Peewee it's a wonderful surprise. I can't wait to tell you." She stopped. "But first lets go into the bedroom. My man made a big mess inside me. You can clean me up while I tell you all about my discussion with Pete.."

When we got into the bedroom Roxanne stopped and looked at the bed. "Oh my, Peewee look at the mess that Pete and I made."

I looked at our bed. There was a huge pool of semen on the sheets.

"Peewee, be a dear and lick that up. I don't want to lie down on that cold wet cum."

I got on the bed and carefully licked all of Pete's semen off of the sheets. When I was done Roxanne patted my head and said, "You're such a good little cuckboy."

Roxanne got on to the bed. She was careful to avoid the spot where I'd just cleaned up the pool of Pete's semen. She lay back and spread her legs. Her cunt was stretched and raw. The insides of her thighs and the lips of her pussy glistened with dried semen. Pete had obviously cum inside of my wife several times.

Roxanne looked at me and smiled. "Pete's an animal." She sighed. "I guess that's why he gets me so hot." 

She wiggled her finger at me. "Come on Peewee, it's time for you to do your cuckold duty. I want you to lick my pussy and get it nice and clean."

I moved so that I was on the bed between Roxanne's legs. Roxanne giggled when she felt my tongue touch her cunt. "Peewee, I think it's so hot when you lick me after another man's just finished fucking me."

My wife sighed when I started licking her. "That feels so good. Other women like back rubs." She giggled. "I like having my cunt licked."

Roxanne closed her eyes while she enjoyed my tongue. After a moment her breathing started to get quicker. I realized that her excitement was building. I focused my attention on her clitoris.

Roxanne spread her legs wider. "Thats right, lick my clit you little pussy wimp. Make me cum."

I felt her muscles tighten. She started to cry. Suddenly her cry turned into a scream as an orgasm erupted inside of her.

I sat up and patiently waited while the cascade of pleasure rippled through her body. 

Finally she relaxed. After a moment Roxanne smiled at me and patted my head. "That was very nice Peewee. Why don't you kiss my feet while I tell you about my discussion with Pete." 

I slid down the bed, picked up Roxanne's right foot and started to lick the space between each of her toes. 

She thought for a moment and said, "Peewee where do I begin? It seems like there's so much to tell you. Of course there's the big surprise, but I think that I'll save that for last." 

She paused. "I guess I'll tell you the bad stuff first." She shook her head. "Baby I'm sorry but Pete says I can't let you fuck me anymore." She giggled. "I think he might be getting a little possessive." She sighed. "I kind of like that." 

I looked up at my wife. There was a hurt expression on my face.

Roxanne looked at me. "Oh baby I'm sorry. I know this is going to be hard for you. You'll understand it better when I tell you our big surprise." 

She took a deep breath. "It gets worse honey. Pete doesn't want me to suck your cock anymore either." She grinned at me. "He wants me to save my lips for the boys in the department." 

My wife shrugged. "Sweetheart it really does make sense. If I am going to be sucking great big cocks all day at work, I am really not going to be interested in sucking that little thing of yours when I get home at night."

I didn't know what to say. This was really bad. I just sat at the end of the bed and stared at my wife's feet.

Roxanne leaned forward and patted my cheek. "Oh honey, it's not that bad. Pete said you can still jerk off." She giggled. "Those were his words." She paused and smiled at me. "And guess what. I talked him into letting you do something you really like. He agreed that it would be okay if I let you lick my asshole while you're jerking off. Honey you can lick my ass and eat my pussy anytime you want."

I thought to myself that Pete must have really gotten a good laugh out of that one.

I looked up at my wife. "Are there any other rules."

Roxanne Frowned. "Just one and I don't think your going to like it."

"What is it?"

"Pete wants you to wear your cock cage all the time. He wants to be sure that your not cheating on me. He said that if you're a really good boy and obey me all the time, we can take it off before you go to bed at night."

I sat up. "That's ridiculous.'

"Peewee, Don't you dare take that tone with me! You apologize right now or I am going to lock your cock up and keep it locked up for a whole week."

I bowed my head. It was becoming an automatic gesture of submissiveness for me. "I'm sorry Mistress, it's just that..."

Roxanne patted my head. "It's okay baby, I forgive you. I know this is a little hard to get used to, but honey I think this is for your own good. I am going to be giving blow jobs to a lot of guys at work every day. I'm sure that I'm going to be very tired when I get home at night. You're probably not going to be getting very much attention from me. I'm afraid you're going to be get awfully horny. Honey, you work around all those cute college coeds every day. You know how guilty you'd feel if you slipped and cheated on me." Roxanne shook her head. "I have to say that I agree with Pete. It's safer if that little penis of yours is securely locked up every day."

I realized that this wasn't a conversation based on reason. I decided that my best course of action was to submit to all of these new rules for the time being and see what happens.

I shook my head in agreement. "Very well." I looked at my wife. "Is there anything else?"

Roxanne nodded. "I knew you would understand." She stopped to think. "No I don't think there was anything else." She grinned at me. "Just the surprise." 

I took a deep breath. "Okay, you've been dying to tell me this all evening. What's the surprise?'

Roxanne started smiling. Her voice got very quiet and deliberate. "After we were all done making love, Pete and I were lying in bed together. That's when he asked me."

I was starting to get very nervous about this. "What did he ask you Roxanne?"

My wife's face broke into a huge grin. "Pete wants me to have his baby!"

Roxanne's words hit me like a punch in the stomach. "What did you say?'

She looked at me. "Peewee, Pete asked me to have his baby. Don't you think that's wonderful news? Were going to be parents."

I looked at Roxanne. "No sweetheart, I don't think it's wonderful news at all. I think it's wonderful that you want to have a baby, but it should be my baby. I'm your husband. Roxanne, bringing a child into the world is a very serious matter. It shouldn't be part of a sex game."

Roxanne looked at me. "But Pete would make such a wonderful father for our baby. He's really smart."

"Roxanne, I'm really smart to. I'm about to get a PhD in economics."

"I know, but Pete's so tall and handsome and he has such a nice big cock. Honey we don't want to bring a baby boy into the world with a little penis like yours do we?"

I looked at my wife. "You're really serious about this?"

She stared at me. "Yes Peewee, I am. Pete and I want to start trying as soon as we can."

I shook my head. "Roxanne I think this is a really bad idea. I can't agree to this."

"Well I'm not so sure you have any say in it cuckboy. My man and I have already made our decision. I am going to have Pete's baby and that's final. In your marriage vows you agreed to obey me without question and that's exactly what I'm expecting now."

I looked at my wife. Usually Roxanne was this level headed down to earth woman. This was completely out of character for her.

I turned around and buried my face in my hands. "Roxanne I don't know what to say about this."

Roxanne came over, sat next to me and put her arm around my shoulders. "Peewee, I understand that all these changes are difficult for you. Don't worry, after a few days you'll get used to the idea. "She kissed me." I'll think about it some more to. My period is due tomorrow. It will be a little while before Pete and I will actually be able to start making a baby."

I turned to Roxanne and smiled. "Good, that will give us some time to talk about this." I paused. "Am I still allowed to kiss you?"

Roxanne playfully slapped my arm. "Of course you are silly, you're my husband aren't you?" She reached down and started stroking my little penis. "Want to lick my ass and jerk off?"

I smiled at my wife. "Yes I think I do."

Roxanne rolled over onto her stomach and said, "Have at it big boy."

I spread the cheeks of Roxanne's ass, pushed my tongue deep into her asshole and started stroking my cock. I didn't have any trouble getting an erection. I knew that this was a bad situation, but it was also a submissive, masochistic cuckold's fantasy. I was ashamed of myself, but I had to admit that I was aroused.

As I was masturbating my wife giggled and said, "This feels good Peewee. I think I am going to learn to really enjoy this."

As soon as I was done ejaculating Roxanne stood up. "Cuckboy lick up that little mess you just made on the sheets and then draw me a bath. After you're done bathing me you can make me some dinner. I'm tired. We were up late last night and Pete wore me out this afternoon. I want to go to bed early tonight."

As I licked up my little dribble of semen I realized I was also tired. The last twenty-four hours had been an emotional roller coaster ride. I couldn't begin imagine what the next twenty-four hours were going to bring. 



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 26



Note: This story is the twenty-sixth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous twenty-five episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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The next morning both Roxanne and I were up early. It was a big day for my wife. She was having her orientation session at Bob's Auto Ranch.

I wasn't happy about the recent changes in our life and I attributed many of these changes to Bob's Auto Ranch. Still, this morning my wife was excited about her new job and I didn't see any immediate benefit in trying to curb that excitement. Because of this I was in the kitchen preparing a nice breakfast for Roxanne while she was sitting at her makeup table making herself beautiful for the men at the car dealership.

When she walked into the kitchen I stopped everything I was doing. My wife was positively gorgeous. She was wearing a pair of tight fitting black slacks, high heels and white blouse. The three top buttons of her blouse were unfastened. She wasn't wearing a brassiere. The men at Bob's Auto Ranch were going to go wild when they saw her. 

I grinned at Roxanne. "Baby you look absolutely sensational."

Roxanne blushed. "Thank you kind sir." She turned around so that I could look at her. "Do you think I should have put on a dress? Pete told me to dress casually. I think this counts as casual."

I laughed. "Roxanne those guys at the Auto Ranch are going to think you're a knockout."

My wife looked at me. "Peewee, do you really think so?"

I nodded. "Yes I really do think so."

Roxanne kissed my cheek. "Thank you sweetheart. You always know the right thing to say to make me feel good." She got a devilish grin on her face. "Peewee, do you want to lick my ass and jack off before we go?"

I laughed. "Roxanne, that's a very tempting offer, but I don't think we have time. Now sit down and eat your breakfast. You have a big day ahead of you."

Roxanne was giggling as she sat down. "Peewee, you're no fun at all."

I nodded. "That may be true, but I am going to get you to work on time."

Roxanne shook her head. "Sweetheart, I don't know what I'd do without you. I really do appreciate your help this morning."

Roxanne finished her breakfast. As she was watching me clean up the kitchen she said, "Peewee, will you come over to the Auto Ranch and have lunch with me today?"

I looked at Roxanne. "Do you really want me to?"

She smiled. "Yes, very much. I want you to see where I work." She paused. "Baby I want to share this with you."

I nodded. I could tell that this was important to Roxanne. "Yes I would love to come over for lunch. I'll be there at noon."

Roxanne grinned at me. "Thank you Peewee. It would mean a lot to me."

I finished cleaning the kitchen and took my apron off. As I hung it on its hook, I turned to my wife, "Are you ready to go?"

"Aren't you forgetting something?"

I stared at my wife. 

"We have to lock up your little penis"

My heart sank. I was hoping that Roxanne wouldn't remember this.

"Come on now Peewee, don't look so sad. You know it's for your own good. Go fetch your cage."

I retrieved my cage, handed it to my wife and stood motionless in front of her. I guess I was passively resisting.

"Peewee, don't make this difficult, pull down your pants."

I unbuckled my belt and dropped my trousers but I didn't touch my panties. 

"Peewee do I have to get my whip? Pull your panties down so we can get this done."

I took a deep breath and slowly lowered my underpants. Roxanne slipped the chastity cage onto my penis and snapped the lock into place. As soon as she was done she picked up the gold necklace that held the key. As she put it around her neck and fastened the clasp she said, "This should give the guys at work a good laugh."

I was pulling my panties back up. I stopped. I was suddenly horrified. "You're not going to tell them about this are you?"

Roxanne turned and smiled at me. It was a devilish smile. "Of course I am Peewee. You don't think I'd keep secrets from the men I work with do you?" She laughed. "My mother used to say that honesty and openness make the best foundation for a solid friendship." She started to giggle. "Besides think about how deliciously humiliating it will be for you when you meet the guys and they all know you're wearing your chastity cage."

My wife turned for the door. "Come on now, pull up your pants. Were both going to be late for work."

Roxanne was still laughing when she got into her car.

I thought about the past forty-eight hours while I drove to the University. Life certainly could change direction quickly. On Saturday Roxanne and I were experiencing the joy of getting to know a group of wonderful new friends. By Sunday evening my wife was talking about having a baby with another man. 

I needed some time to sort all of this out.

Ten o'clock came quickly. I had to teach my morning class. My mind wasn't very well focused on the task, but I was very familiar with the material we were covering so everything still went well.

After class I went back to my office. I had two short meetings with students who were having difficulty selecting topics for their mid term papers. It was after 11:30 by the time the last student left. I just barely had enough time to get to Bob's Auto Ranch for my lunch date with Roxanne.

I didn't want to go. I had a bad feeling about this lunch date. I thought about calling Roxanne with a made up excuse about why I couldn't meet her, but I didn't. I couldn't bring myself to lie to her. I also remembered that Roxanne really wanted me to meet her for lunch. I had to go.

It was 11:55 when I arrived at the main entrance to Bob's Auto Ranch. I followed the signs to the Used Car Corral. It was almost noon when I pulled up in front of the used car office. When I walked into the building I was greeted by an attractive blond in her early twenties. Her name tag identified her as Tonya.

Tonya smiled at me. "Hello, welcome to Bob's Used Car Corral. How can I help you?"

"I'm looking for my wife. She just started working here today. Her name is Roxanne Mitchell."

Tonya stared at me for a moment and then she started to giggle. "You must be Peewee. We've heard all about you."

My heart sank.

After inspecting me for a moment Tonya asked, "Are you really wearing a cage on your thing?"

I must have turned beet red because suddenly Tonya put her hand over her mouth and said, "Oh my gosh you really are!"

She started to laugh. She tried to stop, but she couldn't.

I finally had to ask, "Tonya, where will I find my wife?"

Between bursts of laughter Tonya managed to say, "Roxanne is in the Salesmen's lounge. It's down the hall and to the right. It'll be the second door." 

I walked down the hall and turned to the right. The second door had a sign on it that said, Salesmens' Lounge - Employees Only. I was very nervous. Obviously Roxanne, Pete or both of them had told everyone about our relationship. I took a deep breath and opened the door.

Roxanne was on her knees in front of a very handsome man who was sitting in an easy chair. He was stylishly dressed and perfectly groomed. He obviously spent a great amount of time on his appearance. He appeared to be in his mid to late thirties. His pants were unzipped. His very large cock was out. My wife's blouse was open. Her breasts were fully exposed. She was giving this man a blow job. 

There were two other men in the room. They were both large and well built. They were the kind of guys that looked like they once played high school football. Both of them appeared to be in their mid twenties. One of the guys had a shaved head and a goatee. I guessed that he was probably prematurely bald. They were both leaning against the wall watching Roxanne and her friend.

Everyone turned and look at me when I stepped into the room.

Roxanne took the handsome guy's cock out of her mouth and said, "Hi Peewee, welcome to Bob's Auto Ranch."

All three men stared at me.

My wife started making introductions. She gestured towards the guy whose cock she was sucking. "Peewee, this is Damon Bradley. Damon, this is my husband Peewee."

She turned to the other two men. She pointed to the bald guy first. "Peewee, that's Ray Maxwell. The guy next to Ray is Jimmy Reynolds. Guys this is my husband, Peewee."

Ray Maxwell started walking towards me. "So you're Peewee." He inspected me for a moment and then said, "You're just a little shit." He turned to Jimmy Reynolds. "He reminds me of the nerds we used to torment in high school."

Jimmy laughed. "Yeah, he sure does."

I was starting to get very uncomfortable.

Ray smiled at me. It was a menacing smile. "Hey Peewee, your wife sure gives a good blow job. I hear you get off on watching her blow other guys. Is that true?"

Roxanne laughed. "He sure does. If his little dick wasn't in its cage, it would be sticking straight up right now."

Ray chuckled. "What a pathetic little wimp." He stopped. "Is that true Peewee. Is your dick really locked in a cage?"

Jimmy Reynolds started walking towards me. "I think we have to see this."

Ray nodded. "Let's pants him."

Jimmy laughed. "What a great idea, we haven't done that since high school."

"Remember how we used to do it?"

"Yeah."

Both of them started to clap their hands and chant, "Pants him! Pants him!" I looked over at Roxanne for help. I was shocked when she stood up, started clapping her hands and picked up the chant, "Pants him! Pants him!"

Ray and Jimmy grabbed me. I struggled, but they were much too strong for me. Everyone was laughing as they unbuckled my belt and pulled down my pants.

"Holy shit, he's wearing lace panties."

"Pull em down, let's see his dick."

They pulled down my panties.

"Mother fucker, look at that thing."

Roxanne was laughing. "Boys, that's a chastity cage."

Jimmy looked at Ray. "Unfuckingbelievable! I never knew this kind of shit even existed." 

Ray shook his head. "What a mother fucking wimp." He smiled at his friend. "Do you remember what we used to do to wimps like this when we caught them?"

Jimmy nodded. "I sure do."

Suddenly both of them started to shout, "Swirlee! Swirlee! Swirlee!"

I started to panic. I'd had a previous experience with this kind of bullying. 

! was afraid. I started to cry. I wanted to get out of there.

They started clapping their hands and chanting again, only this time they were chanting; "Swirlee! Swirlee! Swirlee!" 

Ray and Jimmy dragged me into the bathroom.

I was fighting and screaming, "No! No! No!"

I looked over at Roxanne. She was laughing, chanting and clapping right along with them.

When we got to the toilet they pushed me to my knees. I cried as they shoved my face into the bowl. They held me down. Someone was flushing the toilet.

My mind flashed back to another time in my life. I was in my old high school in east Iowa. A group of bullies were holding my face in the toilet. I was fighting as hard as I could. I remember vowing to myself that I would never let anyone do this to me again.

My adrenalin surged. Suddenly I broke free, jumped up and shoved Ray Maxwell into the wall.

He quickly recovered his balance and said, "You'll pay for that you little shit."

His punch hit me square in the nose.

I was in a frenzy of uncontrolled rage. The punch didn't even phase me. I hit him in the stomach as hard as I could. He doubled over gasping for breath. 

Roxanne and her handsome friend were standing in the bathroom door. I shoved them aside and hobbled through the Salesmen's lounge. My pants were around my ankles. It was hard to run. 

Jimmy Reynolds chased after me. I moved as fast as I could. and pushed through the door to the hall just as Jimmy was about to catch me. 

When I burst into the hall I collided with Pete Jefferson and an older man as they were about to enter the Salesmen's lounge. We all had to grab on to each other to keep from falling down.

Pete looked at me. "Peewee, what's going on? We were just coming to see you."

Just then Jimmy Reynolds and Ray Mitchell burst through the door. They both stopped dead in their tracks when they saw Pete and the older man.

I quickly pulled up my pants, pointed at Jimmy and Ray and said, "Ask them."

Pete and the older man turned to look at my tormentors. When they turned I pushed by them, ran out of the building and got into my car. 

I drove away from Bob's Auto Ranch as fast as I could. 

I went straight to our apartment. As soon as I got there I raced inside, found a travel bag and started to pack. I grabbed the basic necessities: a shaving kit, two clean shirts, underwear and my laptop computer.

I also found my tool box, took out a large wire cutter and cut the flimsy lock off of my chastity cage.

Roxanne burst through the door just as I was taking off my cage.

I turned and looked at her.

She stared at me. After a moment she said, "Peewee I'm so sorry. I didn't know they would do that to you."

I shook my head. "Roxanne, you not only allowed them to do it, you encouraged them to do it. You were chanting and clapping right along with them." 

I paused to collect my thoughts. Finally I said, "Roxanne last night you mentioned my marriage vows to you. I remember them very well. On our wedding night I said, I Peewee, promise to honor, obey and faithfully serve Roxanne Mitchell."

I took a deep breath "I also remember yours. You said, Peewee, I Roxanne promise to treat you with kindness and concern as you faithfully serve me. When I discipline you or toy with you I promise to do it with loving care."

I glared at my wife. "Today you violated your marriage vows to me." I grabbed my travel bag and walked to the apartment door. 

"Peewee, where are you going?"

I turned and looked at Roxanne. "Somewhere away from you."

Roxanne cried out, "Peewee no! I can't bear to lose you. I am so sorry. Peewee, Please forgive me. I don't know why I acted like that, but I promise I'll never do it again. Please give me another chance."

I stared at Roxanne. "You can't even call me by my real name when you're trying to apologize." I shook my head in disgust, turned and walked out the door.

As I walked down the hallway I heard Roxanne cry, "Willie, please don't leave me."

Her cry tore me apart. I loved Roxanne, but I was hurt. I was deeply hurt. 

I got into my car and drove to a motel near the University. 

As soon as I checked in and got to my room I called Mark Rawlins. "Mark, I'm having some huge problems at home, could you cover my afternoon class?"

Mark was a nice guy. He said, "Sure Willie, no problem. I'll take care of it." He paused. "Is Roxanne okay?"

"She's fine. Mark, I have to go. Thank you for helping me, you're a good friend."

"So are you Willie. Let me know if you need me to cover your classes tomorrow."

"Thanks I call if I need you, but I'm pretty sure this afternoon will be enough."

I hung the telephone up and sat down on the bed. I buried my face in my hands and started to cry. I cried for the rest of the afternoon and all through the night.



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 27



Note: This story is the twenty-seventh episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous twenty-six episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.


I didn't sleep very much on Monday night. When Tuesday morning finally arrived I didn't feel like going to work. I seriously considered calling Mark Rawlins and taking him up on his offer to cover my classes. I didn't. I may have been sad, angry and depressed, but I knew that sitting alone in a motel room wallowing in my misery was not going to make me feel any better.

Instead I got up and took a shower. I needed to be around people. I needed to try to return to my normal routine.

As I was walking to my car I realized that I hadn't eaten since yesterday morning. I stopped at a small cafe and had a good breakfast. It helped.

It was almost nine o'clock by the time I actually got to the University. 

Diane, the secretary stopped me as soon as I walked into the Economics Department office.  "Mr. Oliver, you're a very popular man this morning. You have a number of telephone messages." She picked up a pile of yellow memo notes. "There are three here from your wife and several from other people." Diane looked at me. "Mr. Oliver is everything okay?"

I nodded. "Everything is fine Diane." I didn't want to try to explain the situation to her.

I took the stack of messages. As I was walking to my office Diane said, "Mr. Oliver if there is anything I can do for you please ask. Everyone in the department really likes you. If you need us, were there for you."

I smiled at her. "Thank you Diane. I appreciate that. If I need anything I'll let you know."

I turned, went into my office, sat down at my desk, took out my laptop computer and turned it on. While the computer was starting up I paged through the telephone messages. There were three from Roxanne, one from Stevie, one from Ricky, two from Sandra and one from Julie. Obviously Roxanne had called Sandra and Julie.

That made me feel good. I was angry at Roxanne and she'd hurt me very badly, but I still loved her. I was worried about how she was coping with this. I was glad that she was in contact with Sandra and Julie. They would make a good support group for her.

I turned to my computer and opened my email. There were several new messages. One was from Roxanne. I opened it.

"Dear Willie,

I am so sorry about everything that happened in the last two days. I really don't know what got into me. 

I have no excuses. My behavior was awful. I apologize. I won't blame you if you don't forgive me. I can't forgive myself. My only hope is that if I keep apologizing, you might some day find it in your heart to pardon me and let me back into your life.

I am staying with Julie and Sandra. They are wonderful friends. We sat up all last night talking about this. I am desperately trying to understand why I acted the way I did.

This morning I called Bob Overton and quit my job at the Auto Ranch. I promise you that I won't ever go back there. By the way, Bob was the older man that you collided with in the hallway. If it makes you feel any better he fired Ray Maxwell and Jimmy Reynolds.

Pete Jefferson has called me four times. I won't answer his calls and I won't return his calls. I promise you that I will never see him again. Willie I can't believe that I ever dreamed of having a baby with any man other than you.

Sweetheart, I am so sorry that I hurt you. I love you so much. You are the only man I care about. I know you hate me now. I don't blame you. I hate myself.

Please call or write. I desperately want to talk to you or hear from you.

Love Roxanne"

By the time I got to the end of the email I was crying, but I still closed it and turned off my computer.

Roxanne encouraged those men to hurt me in a way that tore my soul apart. It brought back a memory that I thought I had successfully buried forever. She did the one thing I can never forgive. 

So much had happened in such a short time. I was confused, I was hurt and I was angry. Most of all, a very old and very serious wound had been reopened. I needed time. I wanted to avoid everyone. I wanted to be alone. I wanted a chance to think.

For two days I was successful. I had frequent telephone messages from Roxanne, Sandra, Julie, Brenda, Stevie and Ricky. I didn't return any of them. I also had numerous emails from those same people. I ignored all of them.

I knew these people were my friends. I understood that they were trying to help me. The problem was, I was too angry to accept help.

On Thursday afternoon the situation changed. It was five o'clock. As I was finishing my four o'clock lecture I looked at the back of my classroom. They were all standing there. I had to smile. They were a persistent group. It was Stevie, Ricky, Bobby, Mark, Jamal and Jason.

I dismissed my class and walked to the back of the room.

Stevie grinned at me. "Willie you give a fascinating lecture."

I chuckled. "I didn't know you guys had such a strong interest in economics."

Jason laughed. "I don't give a shit about economics. I'm looking for a client. I want to sue those bastards at Bob's Auto Ranch for everything they have."

Ricky looked at me. "Willie we're looking for a new friend that we seem to have suddenly lost."

They formed a circle around me. 

I smiled at them. "You know you're an intimidating group."

Bobby shook his head in agreement. "Yes we've frequently been compared to the Hell's Angels."

Jamal patted my shoulder. "Willie we want you to come to our house. We're asking a favor, a big favor. We want you to spend five minutes with Roxanne."

"You guys have to talk about this Willie." It was Stevie.

I looked at him. "I'm not sure I'm ready to do that."

He looked back at me. "We understand that you're angry. We know that what happened on Monday was incredibly traumatic for you. Were guessing that there's something you haven't told anyone. Willie it's time to start talking. Please come home with us. You belong with us. We're your friends."

Jason walked over to me and put his arm around my shoulder. "Come on buddy, we'll drive."

He gently led me to the door. I let him do it. They were right. I wasn't sure that I could actually talk about this, but it was time to try. I also knew that I needed to try to say something to Roxanne. The problem was, I had no idea what it was that I wanted to say. 

We walked out of the building. Their Lincoln was parked a block down the street in the Law School parking lot. They had used Sandra's parking pass. 

I gave Mark and Bobby the keys to my car and pointed it out in the Economics Department parking lot.

The rest of us piled into the Lincoln. They actually have two Lincolns. The elegant cars are generally used for chauffeuring their wives to meetings with lovers, but they're also used when they want to travel as a group.

On the way home Stevie called Sandra and filled her in on what was happening. 

We drove to Oak Grove Street and pulled up in front of Brenda, Maddie and April's house. As I got out of the car Stevie said; "Roxanne is inside, we'll be waiting at Sandra and Julie's"

I stood on the sidewalk. I didn't move. I couldn't move. After a minute Jason came up to me. "Come on buddy, I'll walk to the front door with you." It was easy to see why everyone liked Jason so much. He was an incredibly kind man."

Jason led me to the front steps. When he left he said, "Just go in and talk to her for a few minutes. It will help." 

I opened the door and went inside. Roxanne was standing in the living room. She was alone.

She smiled at me. "Hello Willie."

I smiled back. "Hello Roxanne." It was obvious that we both felt very awkward.

After a moment Roxanne said, "Willie I am so sorry."

I put my hand up to stop her. "I know Roxanne, I know." 

I closed my eyes. I saw a gang of people standing around me. All of them were all laughing. I was crying.

I opened my eyes and looked at Roxanne. "I'm sorry sweetheart. I can't do this right now." I turned and walked out the door.

The Lincoln was gone. So were all of the guys. There was only one person in view. It was Sandra Monroe. She was standing in the middle of the front sidewalk blocking the way. Her hands were on her hips, there was a scowl on her face.

She looked me square in the eyes. "Willie you're coming with me. You and I are going to have a talk."

She walked up to me, grabbed my arm and pulled me to her house. When we went through the front door I expected to see a large group of people, but the house was empty. Apparently they'd made a second plan just in case their first plan failed. I assumed that when they saw Sandra and me approaching they all went out the patio door. I was certain that everyone was now at Brenda's house comforting Roxanne. 

Sandra led me to the couch. "Willie, Sit down."

As soon as I was seated, Sandra sat down next to me.

"Willie do you understand how much I love Stevie?"

"Yes, I think I do."

She smiled. "He's the most wonderful man in the entire world. For me the sun rises and sets on Steven Wagner. He's all that I care about."

I nodded. "I think he loves you to."

She grinned, "Oh I know he does." She paused. "I'm going to tell you why I know that Willie." Sandra stopped to think for a minute. Finally she said, "Just over a year ago now I left Stevie for another man? I accepted this other man's marriage proposal. We actually made wedding arrangements."

"I didn't know that. Stevie must have been devastated."

"He was."

"Why did you do it?"

Sandra laughed. "Because I was really really stupid. My parents had disowned me when I was eighteen. I desperately wanted to get back into their good graces. This man had a prestigious position and he was a good friend." She stopped. "He was one of my lovers. He was one of the men that first made Stevie a cuckold. He got a promotion at his job. It was a big promotion. He became a pillar of the community. I thought I could use his prestige to impress my mom and dad."

"So what did Stevie do?"

"That's what's truly amazing. He supported me. He loved me so much that he was willing to sacrifice himself for my own happiness."

"I don't understand."

"The guy's name was Roger. I was with Roger for about eight weeks. During that time Julie and Ricky got married. Stevie paid for their wedding." She shook her head. "Stevie's a prince." She smiled, "Anyway, at the wedding I was miserable. By that time I had figured out that all I really wanted in this world was to be with Stevie. At the same time Roger was becoming possessive and jealous. He knew I was a slut and he knew I loved Stevie. Both of those facts drove him crazy."

Sandra stopped for a moment. I looked at her. There were tears in her eyes. I put my arm around her. She smiled at me and kissed my cheek.

"I was miserable at the wedding. Roger wouldn't let me talk to Stevie. He wouldn't even let me look at him. Brenda helped me pass a note to Stevie. In the note I told him how miserable I was. I also told him that I still loved him and that I missed him." She sighed, "I ended the note by telling him that I was certain he now hated me." 

Sandra looked into my eyes. "Do you know what Stevie wrote back to me?"

"No, tell me."

"I know it by heart. I'll never forget it."

Sandra closed her eyes and started to speak:

“Dear Sandra 

I once told you that my love for you is unconditional. I still mean that. Sandra I could never hate you. I will love you no matter what happens. Baby I will always love you. 

Whenever you start to feel bad please remember that as long as I am alive, there is one person in this world who loves you. 

I miss you to. 

I am glad you were able to visit your mother and father. In the time since you left me I have thought about this a lot. If I was in your place and was suddenly presented with the opportunity to get my parents back, I might very well do exactly what you did. My mom and dad are both dead so it could never happen, still it helps me to understand the dilemma you are facing. 

Sandra I truly do love you. I once said to you in one of our kinky little ceremonies that your pleasure was all that mattered. 

I meant what I said then and I still mean it now. Knowing that you are repairing your relationship with your father and mother makes the pain that I am going through much easier.

Sandra please do not feel guilty about what you did to me. I have spent many hours thinking about this. If I could magically be transported back to that night we met at the party at Ty Cummings house, I would do exactly the same thing again. I would even do it with the full knowledge that I could only have you for ten months.

Sandra you gave me the best ten months of my life. I will be eternally grateful for the time we spent together.

This fall I plan to leave the country. I have never been to Europe. I would like to see London, Paris and Rome. I plan to be gone for several years.

If I am gone I believe it will make it easier for you to make the transition to loving Roger. Sandra I want you to be happy. If you are going to marry Roger, you must learn to love him and it is absolutely essential that you forget about me. 

Love,

Stevie" 

Sandra was crying. "Willie he loved me so much that he was willing to go to Europe so he would be out of the picture and I could learn to love Roger."

I smiled at Sandra. "Stevie is a wonderful man."

Sandra looked at me. "So are you Willie." She smiled. "Julie and I are both falling in love with you. You're exactly like both of our boys, you're wonderful" 

Sandra sighed. "What neither Julie and I can understand is why you're so angry. Roxanne made a horrible mistake, We know she really hurt you; but Willie you're a big man, a very big man. You're tough enough to shake that off without a second thought. Tell me what's going on."

I closed my eyes. "If I tell you, will you promise not to tell anyone else?"

She looked at me. "No Willie, I won't make that promise. Roxanne has a right to know. If you don't tell her I will."

I stared at Sandra for a long time. She stared right back at me. Finally I said, "Okay."

I studied the floor for several minutes while I collected my thoughts and then I looked at Sandra. "My mother and father died in car accident when I was seven. I went to live with my dad's older brother Albert. He was a farmer in east Iowa. He was a wonderful man. He loved me and took good care of me, but he was old. He was twenty years older than my dad. He was also a bachelor farmer. He was very conservative. He sheltered me."

I smiled at Sandra. "He used to say that nothing good happens after nine o'clock at night." Sandra and I both laughed.

"He kept me busy working on the farm after school. I was very sheltered. I couldn't go to dances or football games or really do anything where I'd be with other kids. He wasn't being mean, he was just afraid that something bad would happen to his boy. He loved me, he loved me so much that he couldn't bear the thought of something happening to me. He kept me safe, but I was so very very lonely.

"At the end of October during my senior year in high school I talked him into letting me join the math club." I smiled. "I know it was really nerdy and kind of lame, but I got to be with other kids. There was a girl there, her name was Marcy. We liked each other." I grinned at Sandra. "I sort of had a girlfriend."

I shook my head. "The math club met every Wednesday after school. I lived for those Wednesday afternoons. I was so happy."

I took a deep breath. "One afternoon I had to go to the bathroom. While I was standing at the urinal four football players walked in. They looked at me. One of them said, Hey we got us a math nerd. One of his buddies said, You know what we do with math nerds. The first one started the chant, Swirlee, swirlee, swirlee. All four of them picked up the chant. They grabbed me and dragged me to the toilet. They held my face in the bowl for a long time. I almost drowned. When they finally let me up, one of them punched me in the stomach. I doubled over. He'd knocked the wind out of me. They left me there. I lay on the floor of the bathroom stall crying for a long time. When I finally managed to get up I looked at myself. My shirt was soaking wet. I couldn't go back to the math club. I was too ashamed. Eventually I went home. I couldn't tell anyone. My uncle would have just taken me out of the math club."

Sandra put her arms around my shoulders and held me. "Poor baby."

For a short time I lay with my face pressed against Sandra's breasts. It wasn't sexual. It was more like the comfort a mother gives her child.

After awhile I looked up at her. "I went back to the math club the next Wednesday. I didn't drink any liquids at school all day. It worked. I didn't have to go to the bathroom and I got home safely."

I paused and took a deep breath. "The following week things didn't go so well. I didn't drink any liquids again. Again I didn't use the bathroom, but this time it didn't matter. At least a dozen of them were waiting for me when I walked out of the math club room.

The guy who'd attacked me two weeks earlier stopped me and said, Lookee here, it's Shirlee Swirlee. Where you been Shirlee? We missed you last week. We think you're avoiding us. He grabbed me. I fought back but three of his friends helped him. They dragged me into the bathroom. Everyone was chanting, Swirlee, Swirlee, Swirlee.

"They pushed my face into the toilet and held me down. They flushed the toilet at least five times. When they were done they threw me on the floor and took turns kicking me. Everyone was laughing and chanting, Shirley Swirlee, Shirley swirlee, Shirley swirlee.

"When they finally let me go I looked up. Marcy was staring at me. She shook her head, turned and walked out of the bathroom. She never acknowledged my existence again."

I stared at Sandra. "I never went back to the math club.”  

I started to cry. "They stoled my friends. They stoled my pathetic little social life. Why did they do it? I never did anything to them. What did they gain from it? Why did they have to hurt me?"

I started sobbing. Sandra held me in her arms and rocked me back and forth. "Let it out baby, let it all out."

For a long time I cried while Sandra rocked me. Finally she kissed my forehead and said, "Willie  honey you can't let them beat you."

I looked up at her.

She smiled at me. "They stoled your friends once. They stoled your girlfriend once. Don't let them do it again." 

I looked at Sandra. Suddenly It all became clear. Roxanne was just as vulnerable as I was. She needed to be loved. She would do anything to be loved. She would have another man's baby. She would do what the group was doing even if it meant chanting swirlee while I was being abused. We desperately needed each other. Separately we were weak. Together we could feed off of each other and grow. Together we could become strong, but we had a long way to go and we had to be willing to forgive each other when we were weak.

I stood up. "Where's Roxanne?"

"She's at Brenda's"

I walked out the patio door and crossed to Brenda's house. When I entered the living room everyone was there. Julie, April and Brenda were in a circle around Roxanne. She was crying. They were trying to comfort her.

I walked up to Roxanne and stared into her eyes. "I love you. Please forgive me. I forgot who we are. I forgot how much we need each other. Please take me back."

Roxanne looked up at me. For a moment she was speechless and then she stood up. "Willie I'm so sorry. I don't know why I acted the way I did. Please forgive me."




Roxanne and Willie Ch. 27



I smiled at her. "Roxanne, if you promise to forgive me, I'll forgive you."

She shook her head. "Willie I don't understand why, but yes of course I'll forgive you. I love you, I'll always forgive you."

I took her in my arms and kissed her. "I love you to Roxanne. Please don't ever leave me."

She hugged me. “I won't Willie. Believe me, I won't"

Everyone in the room clapped their hands and cheered. 





Roxanne and Willie Ch. 28



Note: This story is the twenty-eighth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous twenty-seven episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

Everyone quietly watched while Roxanne and I hugged each other. They were all smiling. These people were our friends, they were happy we were back together.

Julie was the first person to speak. She stood up and walked over to us. There was a huge grin on her face. "That's not the proper way for a husband to makeup to his wife in this house." She grabbed Roxanne's hand. "Come on Roxie it's time to put your little cuckboy back in his place." She stopped for a moment. "Lets see, how shall we do this?" 

Brenda laughed. "Have her sit on the arm of the red chair."

Julie nodded. "Oh yes, I like that."

Julie led Roxanne to the red chair and said, "Sit here baby."

Sandra was giggling. "I just love ceremonies." 

Everyone including me, started to laugh.

Sandra turned to Stevie. "Speedy go take Mistress Roxanne's panties off."

Roxanne looked at me. "Are you okay with this baby?"

I nodded. "Yes, I certainly am."

Roxanne grinned at me. She seemed to be very happy. So was I. Our friends were incredibly smart people. This little pretend ceremony was dispelling a lot of tension.

Roxanne hiked her skirt up around her waist. Stevie pulled her panties down and took them off of her. Roxanne spread her legs and exposed her naked pussy.

Sandra looked at me. "All right Peewee, I think it's time for you to get on your knees and give your wife a proper kiss."

I kneeled down in front of Roxanne. Everyone clapped and cheered when I leaned forward and kissed her cunt.

Maddie stood up. "Julie, I congratulate you. You've done a marvelous job, but I think there's room for improvement. I really don't believe that's the proper way for a cuck to give his wife a makeup kiss. I think Roxie needs to turn around."

Julie nodded. "Maddie as usual you are one hundred per cent correct."

Now Roxanne was giggling. She was having fun. She turned around and got on her knees on the chair. "Like this Maddie?"

"Yes, but why don't you take your top off. There are two men in the room. I think your little cuckboy should know that the two men are looking at your gorgeous breasts while he's licking your ass."

Brenda laughed. "Maddie you have a wonderful mind. It's kind of sick, but wonderful."

Maddie smiled. "Bren I'll take that as a compliment."

Roxanne took her top off so that Jason and Jamal could see her breasts and then she leaned forward so I could lick her ass. 

Sandra looked at everyone. "Julie and Maddie have created a wonderful scene, but I think we have to make sure that Peewee still understands that he's a cuckold." 

She walked over to Jason. "Sweetheart, would you please do the honors." She took his hand and led him to Roxanne. She unbuckled Jason's belt, unzipped his pants and pulled his trousers and boxer shorts down to his knees. When she was done Jason was standing in front of my wife with his erect penis sticking straight out.

Roxanne again turned to me. "Willie is this okay?"

I laughed. "Not if you call me Willie. If you're going to suck Jason's cock, I think you'd better start calling me Peewee again."

Roxanne giggled. "Okay Peewee."

Everyone cheered.

Roxanne lifted Jason's huge cock and started to kiss the underside of the shaft. She quickly worked her way down. When she started licking his balls Jason grinned at everyone and said, "This woman knows what she's doing."

Roxanne looked up at him and smiled. "Let's see how you like this baby." She put the head of his cock into her mouth and started sucking it.

Both of them knew that this was just part of a mock ceremony. There was no attempt on either of their parts to prolong their pleasure. In a very short time Jason was ejaculating into my wife's mouth. As soon as he was done, he stepped back. Roxanne turned around, pulled me up next to her and kissed me. When she kissed me she passed all of Jason's semen from her mouth to mine.

Sandra giggled. "Peewee, every cuck in this room has tasted Jason's cum. You're now a true member of the family."

I put my arm around Roxanne. She kissed my cheek and cuddled up to me.

Julie looked at Sandra, Ricky and Stevie. "Is it time to ask them?"

Stevie nodded. "Yes Jules, it's time. Would you like to do it?"

She smiled. "Yes I would." She turned to us. "Sandra, Stevie, Ricky and I have been talking. We really like you. We were wondering if you'd like to move in here and live with us. You'd become part of our family.

Sandra was standing next to Julie. She stepped forward. "It was really fun when the two of you stayed overnight last Saturday; there's plenty of room in the bed."

Roxanne looked at me. "Peewee, could we?"

I smiled at everyone. "There is absolutely nothing in this world that I would like better."

Julie clapped her hands and said, "yes!"

I looked at Roxanne. She was beaming. I don't think I had ever seen her this happy. 

Jason sat down on the couch. Once he was seated he said, "All right girls, now that the festivities are over what's the chance that we can get some slaves to rustle up a little dinner? I'm starving."

Sandra looked at her boyfriend and smiled. "What are you hungry for studman?"

"How about if I take everyone out to dinner tonight."

Everyone turned and looked at me. 

Stevie smiled. "Willie, you're part of the family now. The family pays for everything. We'll fill you in on how it works over the next day or so."

"I would still like to take everyone to dinner. Roxanne and I have a favorite restaurant. It's not expensive and we really would like to take you there."

"Willie Sammy just serves beer. These people don't drink much beer."

"I sure as hell do. It sounds great to me. Can we leave now." We all turned and started laughing. It was Jason. Our big friend obviously was hungry.

Sandra turned to Stevie. "Honey get your buddy some cheese and crackers so he doesn't die of starvation while were figuring out what to do about dinner."

Stevie went to the kitchen. 

I turned to Roxanne. "Sweetheart, Sammy serves food. In this state that means he has a beer and wine license."

Roxanne shook her head. "I'm willing to bet that most of Sammy's wine comes from a box."

I nodded in agreement. "I am sure that's true, but Sammy's license also gives him corking privileges."

"What does that mean?"

"It means that for a fee he can open and serve us wine that we bring with us."

"Are you sure?"

"Call the bar and ask him."

Julie tossed Roxanne a telephone. 

Roxanne dialed the number. After a moment she said, "Hello Sammy this is Roxanne Mitchell."

"Oh you heard."

"Yes it was very ugly."

"He's doing okay now. He was pretty upset for a couple of days. We have some good friends who helped us through it."

"Sammy, we want you to meet them and we want them to meet you. That's why I'm calling."

"Yes I know it's spaghetti night."

Jason clapped his hands. "All right! I love spaghetti."

Julie put her hand over his mouth and said, "hush now."

"Sammy, our friends like good wine."

"Yes that was what Willie and I thought."

"Sammy can we bring our own wine and pay you for opening it and serving it?"

"No Sammy, this is your business. We're going to pay you for the service."

"Listen Sammy either you put it on the bill or we put it on the tip." Roxanne started laughing."No, we will not duke it out with you."

"Okay Sammy were coming over now. We have one very hungry friend. He's going to need a plate of spaghetti as soon as we get there."

"Thanks Sammy, I love you to."

Roxanne set the phone down and looked at me. "I guess we'd better stop and buy some wine."

"We don't need to do that." Stevie was just coming out of the kitchen. He was carrying a plate with several pieces of cheese and some crackers. He handed the plate to Jason. 

Jason smiled and said, "Thanks buddy."

Stevie nodded to his friend and then looked at us. "I'll go down stairs and get six bottles of wine." He turned to the girls. "Go get ready, we leave in fifteen minutes."

Sandra winked at Brenda. "Listen to boss cuck."

Jason swallowed a mouthful of cheese and cracker and said, "I agree with him. Ladies go get your cute asses dressed. We're leaving in fifteen minutes."

Brenda looked at Sandra and laughed. "Now we have boss cuck and boss stud." She turned to Roxanne. "Do we need to be dressed up for this place?"

Roxanne shook her head. "No, Sammy's is very casual. Jeans will be just fine."

Julie clapped her hands. "All right, this sounds like my kind of place." She turned to Roxanne and Sandra. "Come on girls, let's go home and get dressed."

I smiled when I heard her say that. I was certain that Roxanne and I were going to love living with these people. 

Just as Julie, Sandra and Roxanne were about to walk out the door Jamal stood up. "I'm sorry everyone but I can't go with you. I have to go back to the hospital. I traded a few hours with another resident to be able to be here this afternoon." He turned to Maddie. "Babe I should be home early tomorrow morning. If there are any hot guys at this place, pick one out and give him a blow job."

Maddie kissed Jamal. "Sweetheart, I'd rather be sucking your big black cock."

Jamal laughed. "I'll take you up on that when I get home in the morning."

He turned to me. "Willie, welcome to the family."

I looked at him. "Thank you Jamal, I appreciate the fact that you took time off this afternoon to help me. That was very nice."

Jamal smiled. "Willie I've only known you for a little while, but I am pretty sure you would have done the same thing for me if our situations were reversed."

"I like to think I would. Listen if there is ever anything I can do for you..."

He patted me on the back. "Now that you mention it, there is."

"What's that?"

"Maddie really loves having her ass licked. I am not a submissive cuck so it's a pleasure she doesn't get to enjoy very often. Would you see that she gets a little attention in that area some time tonight?"

I turned to Roxanne. She nodded. "Jamal he would love to do that." She smiled at Maddie. "You can borrow Peewee for a little while when we get back from Sammy's tonight. He has a very active little tongue. I'm sure you'll enjoy him."

Maddie leered at me. "I'm sure I will." 

Miraculously the girls were all ready to go in less than fifteen minutes. Jason appeared to be very grateful. 

Ricky and Mark had both Lincolns parked in front of Brenda, April and Maddie's house. We were just getting ready to leave when Brenda stopped everyone. 

"Roxanne, are there going to be men at Sammy's?"

Roxanne smiled. "Oh yes, some very good looking men."

"I see, then I think that our cucks should be properly controlled before we leave."

April nodded. "Good thinking Bren" She turned to her husband. "Tiny fetch your cage, bring Quickspurts as well."

Julie turned to Ricky. "Footboy fetch our cages. Be sure to bring the new lock we bought for Peewee's cage."

Jason sighed and sat down again. "A man could starve to death in this house."

Maddie walked over and sat down next to him. "Poor baby, how about if I do something to help you take your mind off of food." She unzipped his pants and took out his huge cock. It was already getting hard. She leaned over and started giving Jason a blow job.

Ricky and Mark quickly returned with the cages. Our wives locked them in place. 

Just as they were putting their necklaces on Jason said, "Maddie honey, I'm about to cum."

Maddie jumped up and pulled her slacks down. She bent over the arm of the chair and said, "Jason cum all over my ass."

Jason stood up and got behind her.

April came over. "Can I lend a hand?"

Jason laughed. " April, I would love that."

April stood behind Jason, grabbed hold of his huge erection, pointed it at Maddie's asshole and started jacking him off. It was a matter of seconds before Jason shot several spurts of semen onto Maddie's gorgeous rear end."

Maddie turned to Roxanne. "Roxie may I borrow your cute little cuckboy for a few moments right now?"

Roxanne slapped my butt., "Get busy Peewee."

I got on my knees behind Maddie. She sighed when she felt me licking Jason's cum out of the crack of her ass."

Jason chuckled. "That boy has eaten so much of my semen this evening that he's not going to have any room for spaghetti."

When I was done licking up all of Jason's cum I spread the cheeks of Maddie's ass and pushed my tongue into her asshole as far as I could. I didn't have to, but I thought she would enjoy it.

She did. She closed her eyes and her breathing started to get quicker.

Sandra turned to Stevie. "Go play with her clit."

Stevie knelt down next to Maddie and massaged her clitoris while I licked her asshole. It took just a few seconds for the two of us to bring her to an orgasm.

When her climax finally subsided, Maddie slumped down on the couch. She lay still and enjoyed the afterglow of her orgasm. After a few minutes she stood up, reached down and pulled me up on my feet. 

When I was standing she kissed me and said, "Thank you Peewee, that was wonderful." She turned to Roxanne, "You're right, he does have an active little tongue. You have him very well trained."

Roxanne smiled at Maddie and said, "Thank you."

Jason looked at all of us. "Can we please go to dinner now."



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 29



Note: This story is the twenty-ninth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous twenty-eight episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

*

We walked out to the two Lincolns for the short trip to Sammy's Bar and Grill. Each house had it's own car so Roxanne and I rode with Ricky, Stevie, Julie and Sandra.

As soon as we got to the car Julie opened the back door and dived in while Sandra pushed me in behind her. Once Julie was inside the car she started pulling me in with her. Both women were giggling hysterically.

When I was inside the car Sandra climbed in next to me and turned to Roxanne. "Roxie, get in front with Stevie and Ricky. Sit on Stevie's lap and put your arm around him so your breasts are pressed into his face."

Julie started laughing. "Kick your shoes off and put your bare feet in Ricky's lap. That will drive my sweet baby crazy."

I felt Sandra slip her hand under my shirt and start tickling my ribs. At the same time she said, "Roxie, you torture our boys in the front seat while we torture your boy in the back."

The trip to Sammy's was utter chaos. Ricky drove and I was very impressed by his ability to maintain his composure under enormous stress. Roxanne did everything she could to distract him. At one point she actually had her little toe in his mouth.

My wife also unbuttoned her blouse, so Stevie spent the entire trip with his eyes closed and his face pressed into her bare breasts. I think he enjoyed the drive over more than anyone else. 

In the back seat Sandra and Julie spent the whole time viciously molesting me. I had a wonderful time.

I don't understand how it occurred, but we somehow managed to arrive at Sammy's in one piece. Jason was waiting for us on the curb in front of the bar. He drove his own car. When dinner was over he had to go home to his wife.

Brenda, Maddie and April's Lincoln pulled in behind us. We all piled out of the cars and went into Sammy's.

Sammy looked up when we walked in the door. As soon as he saw it was us his face broke into a big smile. "Roxie and Willie, my two favorite people in the whole world."

We stepped right up to the bar. Roxanne leaned over and kissed Sammy. 

He smiled. "You're gonna make Mrs. Sammy awful jealous if you keep doing that."

Roxanne giggled. "You just say the word big guy and I'll do all kinds of things that will make Mrs. Sammy jealous."

Sammy smiled. "Roxie you're making me blush."

He turned to me. "Willie I heard about all that stuff up at Bob's Auto Ranch. Bob called me. He felt real bad about it. He told me to tell you he's very sorry. You know he canned them guys that did it."

I smiled. "Thanks Sammy. Yeah I heard they got fired."

Sammy reached below the bar and pulled out his baseball bat. "I wish I'd been there. I would of let em have it with my old Louisville Slugger."

I laughed. "Sammy I wish you any your Louisville Slugger had been there to."

He looked over my shoulder. "Hey, are you guys gonna introduce me to all these gorgeous dolls you brought with you?"

Roxanne smiled. "We sure are Sammy." She turned. "This is Sandra, the blond next to her is Julie."

Sammy looked at the tattoos on Julie's arm. He grinned, rolled up his sleeves and exposed his tattoos. "Julie honey I got more than you do"

Julie laughed. "Sammy I'm in love with you already."

Roxanne pointed to the Stevie and Ricky. "Sammy, the two guys behind Sandra and Julie are Stevie and Ricky. Stevie's married to Sandra and Ricky's married to Julie."

Sammy nodded. "Hey I like you two already. You know everyone at Sammy's has to have a name that ends in a 'y'."

Roxanne pointed to Brenda. "The gorgeous brunette is Brenda. We call her Bren."

Sammy waved. "Hey Bren." He paused. "Brendy sounds dumb. We'll wave the y rule for you. Bren will be just fine."

The guy next to her is her husband Bobby."

Sammy nodded. "Bobby's a good name." He smiled, "Welcome to Sammy's Bobby."

"The woman next to Bren is April. Her husband Markie is next to her."

Sammy looked at April. He smiled and said, "You're just about the sweetest looking girl I've ever seen. He laughed. "We'll call you Sweetie." He looked at Mark and said, "Markie my friend if I was thirty years younger I'd do everything I could to steal that woman away from you."

I looked at April. She was blushing.

Sammy winked at Roxanne. "Don't ever tell Mrs. Sammy that I said that. Janice would beat the ever lovin tar out of me."

Roxanne scowled. "Sammy she would not. Janice is a very sweet woman."

Sammy grinned. "Roxie you didn't know her when she was on the pro wrestling circuit."

"Sammy quit now, you're making that up." Roxanne paused. "Could you be serious for a moment so we can finish the introductions?"

"Oh okay, but only for a moment."

Everyone was smiling. It was hard not to like Sammy.

"All right, can we proceed?"

Sammy nodded.

"The other gorgeous brunette is Maddie. She's not married, but she's engaged to a man who's a surgery resident at the University Hospital."

Sammy looked at Maddie. "It's nice to meet you Maddie. You must be very proud of your fiancée."

Maddie looked at Sammy for a moment and then she smiled. "Yes Sammy, I am."

"The tall gentleman in the back is Jason Mathews."

Sammy stared at Jason and then he asked, "Aint there a big time lawyer named Jason Mathews?"

Jason smiled. "Sammy I don't know how big time I am, but I am certainly a lawyer and I gather that I have quite a reputation." 

Sammy laughed. "We aint gonna worry about the y rule for you. We'll call you anything you wanna be called."

"Jason works pretty good."

Sammy nodded. "Jason I'm just guessing that you're the one who's starving to death."

Jason grinned at Sammy. "I sure am."

Sammy looked at us and said, "Please excuse me for a minute." He ran into the kitchen. After a moment he came back out with a basket piled high with garlic bread. He handed it to me. "Willie would you see that this goes straight to our hungry friend." He looked at Jason. "I just took it out of the oven."

As I was passing the bread back to Jason, Sammy said, "You guys said you was bringin some classy wine. Why don't you give it to me and I'll open it up and get you some glasses." He looked at Roxanne. "You guys want some beer to."

Roxanne smiled. "A pitcher of your finest Sammy." 

While Sammy was opening our wine and pouring the beer the girls turned and surveyed the crowd. There must have been a least thirty unattached men in the room.

Julie turned to Brenda. "This is kind of like a slut wife toy store."

Brenda laughed, "Jules I think were going to have some fun tonight."

Stevie shook his head. "Everyone eats before you go play. None of you had much for lunch."

April poked Sandra in the ribs. "Your boy is not only boss cuck, he's also mom cuck."

Sandra smiled. "It's kind of nice isn't it."

April laughed. "Yes it is."

Stevie patted Sandra on the butt. "You guys pick a table. We'll start ferrying over plates of spaghetti and beverages."

Julie leaned over to Sandra. "Boss cuck is back."

Sandra nodded. "I think I like mom cuck better."

Jason stopped eating garlic bread for a moment. "Boss cuck is right, lets find a table and eat."

Brenda turned to him. "Don't talk with your mouthful dear."

Jason shook his head, "I don't even live with you guys and I'm getting nagged."

Brenda laughed. "Honey you spend more time at our house than you do at your office."

Jason smiled. "The fringe benefits at your house are much better than they are at my office."

Brenda poked him. "Well sweetie if you want anymore fringe benefits from us you'll listen to slut mom here and start chewing your food before you talk."

Jason looked at Bobby. "Robert my friend you have my condolences. Your life must be tough."

Brenda looked at her husband. "Robert dear, be very careful how you respond to Mr. Mathews. Both of you are very close to becoming soprano's in the Vienna Boys Choir."

Jason put his arm around Bobby. "Come on buddy. I think we'd better go sit down before we get into more trouble."

I turned. Sandra and Julie were pushing two tables together. Mark and April were finding chairs.

As Bobby and Jason were walking to the table, Bobby shook his head, "I haven't said a word and I am being threatened with castration."

Jason smiled. "Bobby she was just teasing."

Bobby looked at Jason, "you don't know my wife."

Jason laughed. "As your lawyer I remind you that you have the right to remain silent."

Bobby grinned at his friend. "I think we'd both better take that advice for the next few minutes." 

We finished our dinner. Everyone agreed that Sammy's spaghetti was outstanding.

As Sammy was clearing away our dishes Sandra looked at everyone and said, "I think its time for the cucks to go sit at the bar. There are some very cute guys in here. Boy's it's playtime for your wives."

We all got up. As we stood Sandra looked at Jason. "Baby do you mind joining the cucks tonight? I really would like to meet a new guy and slip out to his car with him for a little while."

Jason smiled at Sandra. "Don't worry about me sweetheart. I've already had two nice blow jobs this evening. I'll be very content sitting at the bar with the cucks."

Sandra looked at her husband. "Stevie honey would you be sure to keep Jason entertained while I'm playing around."

Stevie grabbed his friend. "Come on Jason, I'll get you a fresh mug of beer."

Jason laughed as he stood up. "Now that's an offer I can't refuse."

As we all walked to the bar I smiled. You know you're a cuckold when your wife asks you to entertain her boyfriend while she hooks up with another guy. 

At least a dozen men watched with interest as we left our wives unattended at the table and walked to the bar.

Our wives immediately went to work. They used the same technique that they employ so successfully at Baxter's. They each picked out a man that they found attractive. They got his attention by brazenly staring at him. Once they had his attention they began lasciviously licking their lips.

They're hunting aggressive men. If their victim doesn't respond to this approach, if he doesn't come over and immediately engage them, then he is merely demonstrating that he isn't the kind of man they're seeking. They quickly move on to another guy.

Roxanne had never done this before, but she's an intelligent person. She watched Brenda and Julie. She saw what they were doing and immediately began imitating them. 

It wasn't long before each of the women had successfully lured a man into the vacant chair next to her.

For the next fifteen or twenty minutes we sat at the bar and watched our wives seduce their prey. They're all skilled coquettes. They tease and flirt with their victims until they have them completely ensnared and then they pounce.

This evening it was Roxanne who sprang the trap. It was appropriate. They were hunting in her back yard. She knew the terrain.

She looked at everyone at the table and said, "The game room seems to be empty, why don't we all go back there. I would love to shoot some pool."

The guy she was sitting with stood up. "Roxie honey I can't think of anything I would rather do right now than shoot a little pool with you."

The entire table murmured their agreement and followed Roxanne and her man to the privacy of the game room.

As they walked passed us Roxanne turned to me and said, "Peewee, get a couple of pitchers of beer and a couple of bottles of wine and bring them to the game room. I think our men might get thirsty while we play pool." She smiled at me. "You might also ask Sammy to put on a little dance music for us." 

We got two pitchers of beer, two bottles of wine and lots of glasses. We also got two large bowls of popcorn. Ricky, Stevie, Bobby, Mark and I put everything on trays and carried them to the game room.

When we walked in, everyone of our wives was locked in a passionate embrace with her man. We noticed that there were already four other guys at the pool table. Our wives didn't seem to care. I thought to myself that this was going to get very interesting. 

As soon as she saw us, Brenda broke off her kiss and pointed to two tables in the corner. "Cucks, set everything over there, then get the fuck out of here."

Maddie laughed. "We'll call you if we need you."

Sandra looked at Stevie. "Speedy have one cuck stand in the doorway just in case we want something. Have the rest of the cucks stand guard outside. Don't let anyone else come into this room." She turned to her man and kissed him on the lips and then she turned back to her husband. "I think we're going to want some privacy."

As soon as we'd set everything down on the tables Stevie nodded to us and said, "Come on guys, we'd better get out of here."

We followed him out of the game room. Once we were outside he stopped. We all gathered around him. "Sandra is letting one of us stay so he can tell the rest of us what's going on." He turned to Mark. "You take the first shift."

Mark went back inside the game room door.

Stevie looked at the rest of us. "Bobby and Ricky pull a table over here and get chairs for all of us. Willie get us a pitcher of beer, a bottle of wine and some glasses. Also make sure Sammy is cool with what's going on. Tell him that we'll make sure none of his other customers figure out what's happening."

As I was walking to the bar Stevie called to me. "Hey Willie, tell Jason to get a couple bowls of popcorn and join us at the table."

I waved. "I'm on it Stevie." 

I walked over to Jason at the bar. "Hey Jas were all moving to a table outside the game room. How about if you get some popcorn and join us. I'm getting some beer and wine."

"Sounds good, What's happening in the game room?"

"I suspect that it's about to become the fellatio room."

Jason started to laugh. "PW, I've never quite heard it put like that, but I do believe that with these girls you're right on the money." He started smiling. "Maybe Sammy can get a sign made for the door."

Jason walked over to the popcorn machine. I turned to look for Sammy. As I turned I noticed that the place was practically empty. I looked at the clock behind the bar. It was 10:15. Sammy's is a neighborhood bar. They don't do much late night business.

Sammy walked out of the kitchen. "Hey PW, what can I get for you."

I looked at Sammy. "Thats the second time in less than two minutes that I've been called that. Sammy is this a plot?"

Sammy was grinning like the Cheshire cat. "Yeah your buddy Jason and I thought it up. We both really liked the sound of it." He paused. "Is it okay with you?"

I nodded. "Yeah, I think I like it a lot."

"I thought you would."

"Sammy, I need a pitcher of beer and another bottle of wine."

"Coming right up PW."

As Sammy poured the beer he said, "I see your friend's wives enjoy the same freedom that Roxie enjoys."

"Yeah Sammy, were sort of a little group. Are you okay with this?"

Sammy stopped and looked at me. "Willie what are you talking about?" He looked around the bar. "Where did your wives and all those guys go?"

Suddenly he turned to the game room. "Willie what's going on in my game room?" He stared at me for moment and then he shook his head. "No, no, no, not in my game room. Janice would kill me if she found out." He paused. "Willie you guys can't do this here. This is a neighborhood tavern." 

Sammy walked around the end of the bar and went straight into the game room. I followed him. I was ashamed of myself. I felt like I'd abused the hospitality of a very good friend.

Once in the game room Sammy surveyed the situation. It wasn't as bad as I thought if might be. No one was fucking or giving a blow job. Still things were clearly moving in that direction. Brenda was making out with a guy in the corner. Her blouse was unbuttoned. She wasn't wearing a bra. April was in the other corner with two guys. She was kissing one of them. The other one had her skirt up around her waist. He had one hand inside her panties. Julie, Maddie and Sandra were watching Roxanne and several men play pool. Each of them had a man standing behind them. The men were brazenly fondling them.

Sammy turned to my wife. She was leaning over the pool table. Her blouse was open and her bra was unclasped. One of the men was helping her line up a shot. He had his hand on her naked breast. 

Sammy yelled at her, "Roxanne Mitchell! I thought you were my friend. This is a family bar. You can't have an orgy in here." 

He turned to the men who were playing with our wives. "You guys all have homes and families to go to. If you don't you should be out looking for nice single girls. All of these women are married." 

He threw his arms up." The party is over, go home. We'll all keep quiet about this and forget it ever happened. Tomorrow night you're all welcome to come back, but don't expect to find another mother fuckin orgy in here."

The men all became very quiet and filed out of the game room. As they shuffled passed Sammy each of them mumbled a quiet apology. 

They all left quickly. When they were gone Sammy looked at us. "Kids, I love Roxie and Willie. My wife Janice and I were the witnesses at their wedding. Roxie and Willie love all of you, so I love you guys to. That's just the way I am." He paused for a moment to think. "I know you guys live a little different life style. That's your business, but when you come into my place you have to keep it quiet." 

He turned to Roxanne. "Honey just keep doing it the way you've been doing it for the last few years. You know what I mean, be subtle. Slip off to the parking lot to look at a guys car." He looked at all of our wives, "One of you can take one guy into the game room when the place isn't busy, but just one guy at a time. You can't bring a whole group of guys back there." He paused for a moment, "Maybe you could pick up some guys here and take them back to your place and have your party there." 

He sighed and looked at all of us. "I want you to be regulars at my place. I'll treat you like kings and Queens. You can be who you are, but you have to try to hide it from my regular customers." He shrugged, "Okay?"

Julie stood up and walked over to Sammy. "Mr." she stopped. "I'm sorry I don't know you last name."

Sammy smiled and looked at the rest of us. "This one I really like a lot."

Julie blushed. 

He looked at her. "Honey, my last name is Sammy. For you and all your pals, my only name is Sammy." He smiled. "Now sweetheart, what were you going to say?"

Julie smiled back at Sammy. "I'm just really sorry we did that and I promise you we won't ever do it again."

Sammy grinned. "You're Julie right?"

She nodded.

He looked at Ricky. "This is your wife right."

Ricky smiled and said, "Yes."

"Well you're one lucky man Ricky, your wife speaks from the heart."

Ricky was beaming. Julie was the world to him.

Sammy looked at Julie, "Honey your apology is accepted." He looked at the rest of us. "Everyone is forgiven. We won't ever speak of it again." 

He took a deep breath. "All right, thats over with. What do ya say we push a couple of tables together and have a beer or a glass of wine. I want to hear a little bit about each of you."

Sammy was like that. He loved people. He loved talking to people and he loved learning about people. He was in the right line of work. He was a great bartender. 

We sat at the table and talked for over an hour. During that time each of us took a few minutes and told Sammy about ourselves. 




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At 11:30 Stevie said, " It's a weeknight I think we had better call it an evening." He looked at Sammy, "Thank you very much for you hospitality and your friendship."

Brenda stood up. "Sammy what do we owe you?"

Sammy quickly wrote up a bill and handed it to Brenda. Brenda looked at it, opened her purse, counted out two hundred dollars and handed the money to Sammy. 

He looked at the money. "Brenda, that's too much."

Roxanne got up, walked over to Sammy, put her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. "Honey, this group likes to tip generously. They can afford it. Let them do it."

Sammy looked at all of us and smiled. "Thank you very much."

Julie smiled back at him. "No Sammy, we need to thank you. This place is wonderful, I can't wait until we get to come back."

He winked at her. "Neither can I Julie."

We all got up to leave. As we walked out each of the girls walked over and kissed Sammy on the cheek. I held the front door open for everyone. I was the last one out. As I closed the door I looked back at Sammy. He was still sitting at the table. He had an ear to ear grin on his face.



Roxanne and Willie Ch. 30



Note: This story is the thirtieth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous twenty-nine episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.

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We all stood on the curb outside Sammy's and said good night to Jason. He loves us, but he also loves his wife. It was time for him to go home. He got into his car, As soon as he pulled away from the curb we all got into the Lincolns and left for our homes.

Roxanne and I wouldn't start moving our things to Sandra and Julie's house until tomorrow, but we were still going to sleep there tonight.

On the way to our home Sandra turned to me. "PW," she giggled. "I really do like that name for you. We can use it everywhere and we'll be the only ones that know it really stands for Peewee. It will be our little secret." She stopped. "PW, earlier today you promised me you would tell Roxanne the story that you told me. I think you should do it before we go to sleep tonight."

I looked at Sandra. "I agree."

Roxanne was leaning against my shoulder. She sat up. "What story?"

Julie was in the front seat between Stevie and Ricky. She turned around. "Yeah, what story. I wanna hear it to."

Sandra looked at Julie and said, "It's kind of personal for PW."

"No fair, he told you didn't he? I love him every bit as much as you do. Why can't he tell me to?"

I smiled. "Why don't I tell everyone. It might be good for me and it will certainly help everyone understand what happened this week."

Roxanne looked around. She was obviously flustered. "Baby I'm getting scared. What's this all about?"

Sandra reached over and patted Roxanne's knee. "Don't worry, it's nothing bad." She stopped. "Well it was bad when it happened, but that was a long time ago." She held Roxanne's hand and smiled. "It's nothing for you to worry about and it will help you to understand what happened this week."

Roxanne looked at me. "Willie, do you still love me?"

I laughed. "More than you can possibly imagine."

Roxanne smiled and snuggled up to my shoulder again.

Sandra opened her purse and took out her cell phone. "Do you really want to tell everyone?"

I nodded. "Yes, I think so." I looked at Sandra. "Don't you think it would be good idea?"

She thought for a moment and then she said, "Yes, I do. We're a family. We should know about each other."

I shrugged."I agree, let's get everyone together."

Sandra pushed a button on her cell phone. After a moment she said, "Hi Bren. It's me, Sandra. We're coming over. Tell Mark and Bobby to set out some wine and get the parlor ready. I'll send Stevie, Ricky and PW ahead to help them."

She listened for a moment and then she said, "Yes it is important. You'll understand when you hear it. We'll see you in a few minutes."

Sandra pushed another button and put her cell phone away. As she was closing her purse we pulled into the driveway of 1211 Oak Grove Drive. 

As soon as we were stopped, Sandra, Julie and Roxanne jumped out of the car and ran into the house. All three of them were yelling. "I have the bathroom first."

When they disappeared through the front door I turned to Stevie and Ricky. "Don't we have five bathrooms?"

Stevie and Ricky both started laughing. Ricky looked at me and said, "Welcome to our life."

I smiled at them. "It's pretty wonderful isn't it?'

Both of them started grinning. 

Stevie said, "Words can never describe just how wonderful it is." 

When we walked into the house we heard a loud ruckus coming from the bedroom. It sounded like a pillow fight at a sorority house. Apparently on this evening there was only one bathroom that was worthy of use.

Ricky, Stevie and I took turns using the small bathroom in the back hall of the kitchen.

The giggling in the bedroom finally started to quiet down. After a few moments all three of our girls came out.

Stevie looked at them and said, "It was pointed out that there are in fact five bathrooms in this house."

Sandra grinned at her husband. "Are you suggesting that reason and logic might have some influence on our behavior?"

Stevie laughed. "No that would be a foolish idea."

Sandra smiled at Stevie. "And don't you ever forget that Speedy." She walked over to him and put her arms around his shoulders. As she hugged him she said, "Stevie Wagner, I love you so much."

Stevie kissed Sandra and said, "I know."

Roxanne walked over to me. She didn't say anything, she just put her arms around my waist and held on to me. 

Julie squeezed Ricky, kissed his cheek and said, "This is a wonderful scene, but shouldn't our cuckboys be getting to Brenda's house so they can help with the chores?"

Sandra looked at her friend. "You're right Jules." She turned back to Stevie. "You three go over and help Mark and Bobby. We're going to freshen up. We'll be over in a minute or two." 

When we got to Brenda's house we went straight to the parlor. Mark was vacuuming the large oriental rug and Bobby was busy setting out bottles of wine and glasses on a table in the corner. 

Bobby looked up at Stevie when we came in. "Would you go into the kitchen and put together some kind of a snack. It's been a while since we had dinner. Everyone might be getting hungry again." 

He turned to Ricky. "Ricky will you start a pot of coffee." He paused. "Why don't you make two pots, one decaf and one caffeine." He turned to me. "PW, why don't you give him a hand."

Ricky and I both nodded and followed Stevie into the kitchen. We went to work immediately. It wasn't long before we had two pots of coffee brewing.

Stevie saw were done making coffee so he called to me, "PW slice some cheese while Ricky gets out the cups, saucers, cream and sugar.

Just as I was starting to slice the cheese, Brenda walked through the kitchen. "PW the women are going to be sitting in the living room while the parlor is being prepared. Bring us a pitcher of ice water and some glasses."

As soon as she was gone Stevie looked at me. "In this household we really are slaves." He smiled at me. "Ricky can finish slicing the cheese. You'd better get that pitcher of ice water out to the living room. Brenda is not a patient woman."

I got a glass pitcher and filled it with ice and water. I put it on a try with six glasses and brought it into the living room.

All six wives were seated and engaged in conversation. Brenda looked up when she heard me come in. "Thank you PW, you can set everything on the coffee table and go back to the kitchen. We can pour for ourselves."

I was living in a new place, I wasn't yet quite sure how to act. This certainly wasn't as strict an atmosphere as the party last Saturday night. I wasn't required to curtsy and the girls were doing some things for themselves. Still it was very apparent that in this household cuckolds were slaves.

I returned to the kitchen. Stevie had two large trays of snacks prepared. They looked delicious. I was beginning to realize that eating from a kitchen run by Stevie Wagner was going to be a real luxury..

Ricky had two coffee servers set up on trays. He also had a tray of cups, napkins, cream and sugar. He handed me one of the coffee servers. "Bring this to the parlor and then come right back. It's going to take several trips to get everything laid out."

It did take several trips, but by the time we were done the side table in the parlor was filled with coffee and cups, wine, beer on ice and a wonderful assortment of delicious looking snacks.

When everything was set up, Stevie and Bobby surveyed the room and smiled. 

Bobby said, "It looks good."

Stevie nodded his head. "I agree." He turned to Ricky. "Go get the women." 

As I waited for the women to come into the parlor I looked around. It was the room where most of the date night party had taken place last Saturday night.

If you remember, my initial impression of the room was that it looked like part of a country estate in an Agatha Christie Mystery. As I looked around now, there was nothing that would change that first impression. It was a magnificent room. The woodwork was all dark mahogany. The floor was covered by a large oriental rug and the windows were draped with plush red velvet curtains. At one end of the room a small fire was burning in a large mahogany paneled fireplace. There were six dark brown leather love seats arranged in a semicircle in front of that fireplace. Last Saturday night each of those love seats had been occupied by one of our wives and her date for the evening.

I heard voices to my left. I turned, the women were coming into the room. They all walked over to their respective love seats and sat down. 

I looked at Roxanne. She was gorgeous. She'd applied fresh makeup, changed her clothes and combed her hair.

My mind traveled back to last Saturday night when she was sharing that spot with Brett Ryman. She was gorgeous then to, but that night she'd made herself beautiful for him rather than me. 

I started to get excited as I pictured them sitting together on that love seat, kissing and fondling each other. I remembered her handsome lover taking my wife's hand. As he lead her into the den Roxanne tugged on my leash and made me crawl like a dog behind them.

A studio couch had been pulled out and turned into a bed for them. Roxanne made me kneel at the foot of the bed and watch as she sucked Brett's huge cock. When he was ready, my wife lay back on the bed and spread her legs so that he could enjoy the ultimate marital pleasure, the pleasure that was supposed to be reserved solely for me.

When both of them had fully sated their sexual appetites, Brett stood up and picked up his clothes. As he was getting dressed he watched Roxanne pull me up on the bed. He chuckled as my wife pulled my face to her savaged cunt and made me lick up all of the semen that he had ejaculated into her while they were fucking.

After Brett left, Roxanne and I lay together on the bed holding each other. We both agreed that it had been a wonderful night. 

As I thought about that wonderful night I understood that my wife and her lover had subjected me to a series of indignities and humiliations. They made me wait on them, crawl like a dog and lick up Brett's semen.

So I had to asked myself the key question. What was the difference between that night and the events that occurred on the following Monday at Bob's Auto Ranch.

I shook my head. The answer was so very simple. When Brett and Roxanne humiliated me, they were doing it because they knew I was enjoying it. That wasn't the situation with either the bullies at Bob's Auto Ranch or the bullies in my old high school. They were doing it solely for their own sadistic pleasure.

I grant you that Roxanne, Sandra, Maddie, April, Julie and Brenda all have sadistic streaks. It's one of the things that attracts us to them, but they also love us and care about us. No matter what we might say and do during our games, our pleasure is just as important to them as their pleasure.

I looked around the room. Everyone but me was seated. Sandra and Stevie, Julie and Ricky, April and Mark and Brenda and Bobby were all on their love seats, cuddled up to each other. Maddie and Roxanne were the only one's seated alone. I could tell that Maddie was sad. Her man, Jamal was at the hospital working.

Roxanne looked at me. I smiled at her. She patted the spot next to her and said, "Come sit with me baby."

There was a big grin on my face as I sat down next to my wife. 

"As soon as I sat down, Sandra stood up. "This afternoon PW and I had a long talk. During the course of this discussion he told me about a traumatic event that occurred when he was in high school. When I heard what had happened to him I immediately understood his reaction to the current situation. I asked him to tell the story to Roxanne. He agreed that he would.

"This afternoon we also invited Roxanne and PW to become members of our family and live with Stevie, Julie, Ricky and me in the house at 1211 Oak Grove Drive. We are all aware of this and are very happy that they accepted our our invitation. We are now a family of twelve."

Everyone applauded and cheered.

Sandra put up her hand. The group quieted down. She continued. "On the way home from Sammy's I asked Willie to tell his story to Roxanne before they went to sleep tonight. He agreed that he should. When Julie heard this she told us she also wanted to hear the story. Her point was that she loves PW every bit as much as I do. If I got to hear the story, she should to."

Sandra looked at Julie. "Honey this is what Sammy was talking about tonight in the bar. You speak from the heart. It is one of the many qualities that you have that make you such a wonderful person."

Julie started blushing again. Ricky kissed her.

Sandra continued. "Anyway PW agreed with her. However, PW wanted to go a step further. He felt that if he and Roxanne are now members of our family, then maybe the entire family should hear the story."

She took a deep breath. "That's why were all sitting here now." She turned to me. "PW why don't you take over."

I stood up and Sandra sat down.

I looked at everyone and smiled. "Before I go any further, I want to take care of an important detail."

I turned to Maddie. "Maddie, Jamal is my friend. He has proved that to me on several occasions. The most recent was today. I do not believe that he would be happy knowing that you're sitting alone on your love seat this evening. I invite you to join Roxanne and me."

Maddie smiled, stood up and walked over to me. "Thank you PW. Both Jamal and I appreciate your kindness. I would love to sit with you and Roxanne." She took me in her arms and kissed me on the lips.

Everyone started cheering and clapping again.

Brenda stood up and said, "PW if I remember correctly that is not where Jamal asked you to kiss Maddie tonight."

Roxanne laughed. "Peewee, she is right."

Maddie bent over and put her hands on the arms of our love seat. Roxanne stood up and pulled Maddie's slacks and panties down.

I got down on my knees. As I spread the cheeks of her gorgeous ass and started to kiss and lick her asshole, the room erupted into pandemonium.

After a few moments Roxanne pulled me away from Maddie's ass and said, "That's enough sweetheart. You can finish the job a little later."

Maddie pulled her pants up and sat down on our love seat. As she sat down she smiled and said. "He does have an energetic little tongue. Roxanne you're a very lucky woman."

Roxanne giggled and said, "I know."

I turned and faced the room again. "Let's get to the reason that were here. I have a story to tell."

The room became silent.

I proceeded to tell the same story that I told Sandra this afternoon. If you've been following this story, you've already heard it; so I won't repeat it now. If you haven't been following the story, go back to page one. This is a serial. GH wants you to read it from the beginning.

When I was done telling the story Roxanne sat in silence for a moment and then she stood up and walked over to me. She put her arms around me and said, "Willie how can I ever make amends. I did the worst thing I could possibly do to you. I'm so ashamed."

I hugged Roxanne. "You didn't know." I paused. "We live a life style that can be very confusing. I want you to humiliate me. Every man sitting in this room wants that. It's one of the things we have in common."

I looked at all of our wives. "All of you enjoy humiliating us. All of you have sadistic streaks. It's one of the reasons we're in love with you. Every one of you enjoyed watching me lick Maddie's asshole just now." I smiled at them. "I enjoyed doing it in front of you." 

I shrugged. "The problem is once in awhile we go too far and someone gets hurt. That's what happened to Roxanne and me." I paused. "We have to be tolerant of errors. I have to understand that Roxanne is human and makes mistakes. Roxanne needs to listen to me, especially when we're playing games. Good communication is the answer to this problem."

I stopped to catch my breath. "It also helps if we know a little bit about our past. That's why I am telling all of you this story."

I turned to Roxanne. "Sandra told me about the time she left Stevie. He was wonderful. I hold him in awe. His love for Sandra was so complete that he actually offered to move to Europe so that Sandra could learn to love Roger."

I kissed Roxanne. "Sweetheart I love you. I will always love you. My love for you is unconditional. No matter what you do, I will love you until the end of time."

Roxanne looked into my eyes. "Willie I love you to. As part of my love for you I promise to do what I failed to do last Monday. I will protect you and shelter you from harm and abuse. When we play our games I will always try to play them in a loving manner with a profound concern about your happiness, satisfaction and well being."

I smiled at Roxanne. "Baby, that's all I could ever ask for."

The room was silent. I turned and looked at everyone. "I guess that I've said my piece. Thank you for listening. Now I'll let you go to bed."

Julie stood up. "No, it's not time to go to bed yet. Willie, you said that we're a family. You're correct. I thank you for telling us that story."

I nodded to Julie. 

She smiled at me and then she continued. "You also said that it would help us if we learned about each other. I agree with you and I think this is one of those times that it's very important that we all understand each other."

She looked at Roxanne. "Right now Roxie is plagued with guilt. You were very nice to her and forgave her, but I think she feels like she did something really awful."

We all looked at Roxanne. There were tears running down her cheeks. She was staring at Julie.

Julie looked at all of us. "I don't know much about Roxie, but I know a little. I think we both grew up in environments of abuse and neglect. Both of us were starved for love.

"I was raised in a series of foster homes. Most of them were bad. I ran away from several of them. One of my foster fathers kept trying to peek at me when I was undressing or in the bathroom. Another one drank and used to come on to me when he was drunk.

"When I got married to Ricky I told Stevie that when I ran away, one of the places I would go was the Calvert hotel. I would wander through the lobby and pretend that I was a princess and the Calvert was my palace. On my wedding night my reception was held in the Calvert. That night I really got to be a princess in that beautiful palace."

She turned to Stevie. "Stevie Wagner did that for me. It was wonderful, but that's not the best thing he did for me." She smiled at him. "Stevie loved me. He was the first man who ever really loved me. I'm not talking about sex, I'm talking about love. When he and Sandra got together he adopted me, took me into his house and loved me. He treated me with kindness and respect. He made me start to believe in myself. He persuaded me to enroll in college. He taught me how to love and be loved."

She stared at Ricky. "Because Stevie taught me how to love I was able to find Ricky. When I found him I knew how to love him. Ricky is my world now and I know that I'm his world. We may be the two happiest people on this planet."

Julie turned to Roxanne. "Before I met Stevie, I believe that if I'd been in your place last Monday I would have done exactly what you did. I would have done anything to get love and acceptance from the people around me and it wouldn't have mattered who I was hurting when I did it.

"Roxie, you and PW had a whirlwind romance. You did the right thing. Your instinct told you that you'd found a real man who was worthy of your love and you grabbed him. But, honey you never had time to learn how to truly love this wonderful man."




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She smiled. "You do now. Roxie don't beat yourself up about what you did. If you need to try to make it up to PW, do it by loving him."

Suddenly she stopped and started blushing. "Whew, I don't know what got me wound up. Sorry, I didn't mean to start preaching. I think I'd better sit down now."

As soon as she sat down Ricky kissed her and said. "Julie you were wonderful."

She beamed when she kissed him back. Her man thought she was wonderful. That was all that mattered to Julie. 

For the next hour everyone took turns standing up and talking. Some of the stories were sad, some of them were happy.

Roxanne talked about her mother and the problems she went through because her parents disowned her. They were angry because she refused to have an abortion when they discovered she was pregnant.

Sandra told us about the pain she went through when her parents threw her out of the house for having an abortion when she was eighteen

Stevie talked about building houses with his foster father. It was a nice story filled with love.

Brenda told us about her father. He was an abusive drunk who beat on her mother.

Maddie talked about being born as a child of first generation immigrants. Her parents escaped from Czechoslovakia during the Russian invasion of 1968. She explained how even though she was born twelve years later in 1980, she was raised in a house where English was rarely spoken. She shook her head and told us that her language problems made school a place of failure and frustration.

Mark and Bobby talked about the cruelty of high school when you're small, intellectual, not athletic and a little effeminate.

Ricky talked about being a shy little boy who spent all of his time reading adventure stories.

When he told everyone this, Julie looked at him and asked, "Will you read them to me?"

He grinned at his wife and said, "Of course I will."

Sandra said, "I'd like to hear them to Ricky."

Roxanne nodded and said, "So would I."

Brenda smiled. "I think we'd all like to hear them."

Julie was beaming. Her man was a star.

Finally everyone except April had told a story. She'd spent the entire time quietly cuddled up to Mark. Now it was her turn. Everyone turned and looked at her.

Mark shook his head. "Sweetheart, you don't have to do this. You can simply pass."

Everyone nodded in agreement. Brenda smiled at April and said, "Honey no one is going to make you tell a story. You don't have to say anything if you don't want to."

April stood up. "No there's something I need to talk about. It was and still is a very big part of my life. You're my family. It's time that all of you hear about it."

All of us were staring at her. She had our complete attention.

She reached down and found Mark's hand. She held on to it as she began telling her story.

"I was a very good girl. You might say that I was a parents dream. I was raised in a nice middle class family. My father was a teacher. I went to church and earned good grades." She smiled. "I was a basketball star. I was on the all state basketball team." She started laughing. "And I was a virgin."

She paused. "When I went to college I lost my virginity to a guy who turned out to be a real asshole." She stopped talking for a moment and stared at the floor. "And then I met two guys." Her voice got very quiet. "Mark and those two guys are the most wonderful men I have ever known." 

Tears were beginning to form in her eyes. When she started to speak again there was a catch in her throat. "There names were...", suddenly she started to cry.

Mark stood up and put his arms around her. "It's okay baby, you don't have to do this right now."

April looked at him. "Mark honey I want to tell them. I want them to know."

Brenda stood up and walked over to April. "Honey it's late. Why don't we save this for another evening when you have more energy."

"When?"

"How about tomorrow night. We can have the boys make us a steak dinner. After dinner you can tell your story."

April turned to Stevie. "Can we have a steak dinner tomorrow night? Just us, no dates."

Stevie smiled. "Of course we can."

Brenda looked at Mark. "Honey take her upstairs and get her into bed. It's been a long day."

Mark led April out of the room. 

When she was gone Maddie looked at everyone. "Jamal went to Kelroy with her, but he's also been very quiet about what happened there. I think it's just as big a thing for him as it is for April."

Sandra looked at all of us. "It's two o'clock in the morning. Some of us have to get up and go to work in a few hours. I think it's time for all of us to go to bed." 

Ricky, Stevie and I stayed for a little while and helped Bobby clean up. Mark was upstairs with April. As soon as everything was done we said good night to Bobby and went back to our house. When we got there the girls were waiting for us.

Sandra was naked. She walked up to Stevie and took his hand. "Come with me Speedy. We're going to the bedroom. PW's not the only one with an energetic little tongue and I can't wait to put yours to work."

Julie was sitting on the couch. She wasn't completely naked, she was wearing a pair of black high heeled lace up boots.

She leered at her husband. "Footboy you need to get on your knees and remove these boots with your teeth. When you're done my toes need some serious attention."

Roxanne walked into the living room from the bedroom. She was wearing some very sexy lingerie. 

For a moment we both just stood and smiled at each other and then Roxanne pulled her panties down and started to rub her cunt. "Willie they say that makeup sex is the most fun. How would you like to go into the playpen with me and find out?"

I grinned at my wife. "I would love to."

Roxanne took my hand. As she led me to the playpen I smiled to myself. I had good friends and a woman who loved me. Life couldn't be any better than it was right now.

When we got to the door I stopped.

Roxanne looked at me. "What's wrong baby?"

"Nothing, there's just something I have to do. You go inside, I'll join you in a minute."

"Okay, but don't take too long sweetheart."

"I won't, I just have a message to deliver."

Roxanne disappeared into the playpen.

This is the end of our story. Roxanne and I hope you enjoyed it. Thank you for taking the time to read it.

Goodhusband has asked me to invite all of you to join us tomorrow night in the parlor at Brenda, Maddie and April's house to hear "April's Story". I hope you will be there.

He also asked me to thank the everyone for the large number of wonderful emails that you have sent to him while he's been posting these stories. He appreciates hearing from you and loves reading your kind comments.

Now, if you will please excuse me, Roxanne is waiting for me in the playpen. I don't think I want to be late. 

Good night.