Bill

Linda looked at me with puppy eyes, the lusty dominance I've seen at the door was lost, somewhere deep inside her mind. All that's remaining is obedience, a puppet that smiles and cries on my command, a slave that'll crawl to the edge of the world even with her knees bleeding out, a pet that lives only for her master's pleasure. Just the thought of it made my dick grow in sizes I never thought was humanly possible. My pants struggled to contain the beast.

Sarah was getting jealous with all the attention Linda is getting. I signalled her to come without losing eye contact with Linda. As she came closer, I reached into her blouse and grabbed her tits. As I played with it, I could see Linda breathing heavily. There's no jealousy in her. Just lust.

"Tell me cunt, why were you so eager to be fucked by my dick, when your husband is very much endowed?" I asked with my hand still inside Sarah's blouse.

"M...Master... your dick is bigger and thicker than him..." She said with her head down with shame.

"That's not what I asked, cunt..." I asked, rubbing my foot against her wet pussy. I shoved my big toe into it and started swirling. As her breathing got irregular, I pulled out and my toe was wet and creamy strings of her love juice were trickling from it.

"This isn't the cunt of a slut that gets fucked raw by a fat cock everyday, is it?" I asked, still teasing her pussy. She nodded, with her head still down. I raised my foot to push her chin upwards. She was blushing with embarassment. "Tell me cunt...", I said, wiping my feet on her red hot face.

She tried sucking on my feet, but a gentle slap with my foot in the face kept her looking straight. She's now angry, horny and trying to hide her emotions.

I leaned forward, close to her face enough that she's tempted to reach forward for a kiss. I whispered to her "I bet you have a really embarrassed reason Bill's not able to satisfy you. If I'm wrong, you're free to go fuck him right now. If I'm correct, Bill is not allowed to wear anything except his underwear inside the mansion walls, and naked if I feel like it. Deal?"

She knew she is obliged to accept the bet and stood up and went to Bill. She kneeled in front of him and started unbuckling his belt. As his Jeans dropped to the ground, it revealed his bright pink panty. There was a silky "Daddy's Bitch" written over the front. A confused Linda turned her head around to me for answers.

"He...ah, pissed... in his underwear at the bar. This was the only one they had at the store nearby" I made up an excuse rather quickly. By the looks on her face, she seems to buy it.

I was confused... Is she going to blow him? Did Bill win the bet?