Giving A Cheating Bitch What She Deserves

“You need some discipline,” I said, stepping out of the shower. She cowered on the floor, shaking.

“You’re pathetic.” I threw a towel in her face. “Dry yourself off. I need to write on you so you know what you’re being punished for.”

I handcuffed my wife after we went into the bedroom. I hooked her cuffs onto a chain hanging from the ceiling that I installed for this very purpose. When she’s a bad girl, I often tie her arms above her head and give her a good whipping. Lashes for disobedience. But tonight was about humiliation.

I pulled out my black marker and she whimpered. She hated bodywriting. I smiled.

“You wanna be the town bicycle? You’re gonna get treated like it. If you don’t want to be labeled, maybe I’ll call over my friends and we can all take turns with you. But they’re not as nice as I am.”

She whimpered.

“That’s what I thought.”

I started writing on her body. I wrote “CUM DUMPSTER” on her forehead. “PROPERTY” across her tits. “NIGGER LOVER” on her lower back, right above her big ass. And I wrote “DADDY WOULD BE PROUD” on her stomach. I turned her towards the full size mirror in the room.

“What does your body say?” I asked, as she choked back tears.

“I…it says…” I slapped her face and she started crying.

“Start from the bottom.”

“It…it says, ‘Daddy would be proud’.”

“That’s right, it does. What do you think your daddy would say if he knew his daughter, his little girl, was whoring around with a black guy? Answer me.”

“He wouldn’t like it,” she said, shakily.

“No, he wouldn’t. He raised you better than that, didn’t he?”

“Y-yes…” She stifled a sob and closed her eyes.

“Look at yourself in the mirror!” I shouted. “Open your eyes.”

She complied.

“Now, apologize to your father. Say ‘I’m sorry I fucked a nigger, daddy’.”

I grabbed my belt. “Ten lashes,” I informed her.

“I…I’m sorry I fucked a nigger, daddy.” The belt cracked against her ass.

“Again.”

“I’m sorry I fucked a nigger, daddy.” The belt whipped against her again, harder this time.

“I’m sorry I fucked a nigger, daddy.” Whip. “I’m sorry I fucked a nigger, daddy.” Whip. “I’m sorry I fucked a nigger, daddy. I’m sorry I fucked a nigger, daddy. I’m sorry I fucked a nigger, daddy. I’m sorry I fucked a nigger, daddy! I’m sorry I fucked a nigger, daddy! I’m sorry I fucked a nigger, daddy!”

She was breathing hard after the tenth whipping, her ass beaten to a dark shade of red.

“Good girl. Now, what’s next on your body?”

She looked at herself in the mirror. Her chest heaved, struggling for every breath.

“It says…property.”

“Yes, it does.” I said, walking behind her. “You are my property. You used to belong to your daddy. Now you belong to me.” I turned towards her.

“What are you?” I asked.

“Property,” she answered.

“You’re my property.” I corrected her. "Say it.”

“I’m your property.”

“Do I need to beat it into you?”

“No, sir,” she replied, already bracing herself.

I smiled. “It sounds like you already know what’s going to happen next.”

She teared up and started crying again.

We repeated the last exercise: Ten lashes while she repeated the lesson she’d forgotten. “I’m your property…I’m your property…I’m your property! Fuck! I’m your property!”

Her ass was already bruised badly. One spot was bleeding. No black eyes. That wasn’t my style. But she wouldn’t be able to sit down for a week.

“Listen, cumdumpster. I’m going to creampie your ass and take pictures. I’ll probably send some to my friends.”

She hated anal sex. I could count on my one hand the number of times she’d given up her ass, to me or anyone else. I couldn’t wait. She was going to be so impossibly tight.

She didn’t know that I’d set up a camera behind her, positioned in the corner of the bedroom. I’d recorded all the bodywriting and all twenty lashes. I was looking forward to revealing the camera to her. Whether she was aware of it or not, she'd had some small consolation in the fact that this was strictly between her and I. No one else would know, and no one else would see. I was excited to pull the rug out from under her. The whole world would witness her humiliation.