Epilogue

You feel your wife grabs you by the hips and then she slams her hips into you, pushing the butt plug deeper into your ass and making your cock bounce. "You like that you little slut?"

"Please mistress may I have another? Please!"

Your wife draws her hips back and there is a pause in which the only thing you can hear is your whimpering, and then she slams her hips into you again, causing you to moan.

"Oh my god please, please fuck me! Please baby..."

Your wife begins to jackhammer you with her pelvis, forcing you forward and face down on the bed. She puts one hand on your head and forces you into the bed. You're gasping and whimpering uncontrollably.

Your wife speaks. "Tomorrow you're going to take the day off work and you're going to go down to the sex shop again." She pounds you relentlessly, and the rubbing of the buttplug inside you is driving you crazy. "You're going to go in there and you're going to buy me a cock to fuck you with."

"Yes mistress! Anything!"

"You're going to hold that cock in your throat when you strap it on me! I'm going to make you my fucking bitch!"

You try to answer but all that comes out is a long moan as you orgasm, your cum spraying and soaking the bedspread. Your wife rolls you over and mounts your face, grinding her pussy into your mouth.

"Now make me fucking cum, ****!"

You make her cum, and then again the next morning, and after your trip into town she fucks you senseless with her new cock. You lay back in a daze, covered in your own semen.

"Mistress please let me worship your ass again," You beg.

"Sorry babe. Sluts like you only take cock."