Butt Plug

"I bought a butt plug!" You exclaim.

Your wife's voice is stern. "Get it for me. Now."

You roll off the bed and walk over to your desk, your hard cock bobbing painfully. You rummage around in one of the drawers and find your butt plug, as well as some lube. You grab both.

"Uh uh uh," your wife says, shaking her head. "Remember that huge fight we had because I went to the sex shop without you? You said we had to be open sexually with each other. Then I find out you went and bought a buttplug in secret. Whose cock were you getting your hole ready for?"

"Nobody! Baby, I love you. You know that."
Your wife smiles. "I do. But you're still getting punished. No lube. If you want lube you'd better start licking." She takes the buttplug off you and holds it against her crotch. "I'll make it easier for you. Get on your fucking knees."

You drop to your knees and start to lick and slobber all over the buttplug. A couple times you try to deep throat it but the flared base stops you. Your wife laughs.

"Little slut. At least you're trying. Ok, hands on the bed and bend over." You comply immediately. You feel the tip of the plug against your ass and then it is slowly pushed in. You gasp as your legs start trembling. Your wife steps back.

Your voice is trembling, too. "Baby? What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I'm just looking at the sissy little buttslut that I married."