Megan extended her right arm back slightly twisting her slender waist and let out a slap that sent Sarah to the floor...SPLASHHH!!
She lifted her off the floor and gave her another SPLASH!!! she fell face up and Megan grabbed her top and lifted her about 8 inches off the floor and punched her in her already battered nose. Sarah started to scream. Aaahhhhhh !!!
Then another punch in the eye and she was thrown to the ground. Sarah became hysterical...
- Nooo, that's enough, that's enough. The mighty Megan watched her stand there breathing heavily, her huge tits covered by her top, rising and falling as she caught her breath. Sarah got on all fours and began to crawl away from her towards the door.
- Sarah, get up, get up, FIGHT!!! shouted Paul who was feeling disappointed and ashamed.
- Nooo, nooo, she's going to kill me Paul, I'm scared baby.
- What a pathetic bitch you are..., Megan immediately reached out and grabbed her by her beautiful auburn hair, twisted her arm and pulled her to the table at the far end of the room. She smashed her face into and strangled her neck with her right thigh, resting it on the table.
Sarah stood with her whole body bent over the table, pinned down by her mistress's powerful thigh. The powerful Amazon pulled down Sarah’s leggings and looked at Paul...
- It used to be that real women punished their disobedient daughters in this way... and began to spank her bottom violently PAM, PAM, PAM, PAM, PAM....
Megan's heavy hand was hitting Sarah's buttocks again and again, and she was crying out in rage, pain and humiliation, PAM, PAM, PAM, PAM, PAM...!!!, over and over again.
Sarah's ass was beginning to redden. Megan stopped briefly to rest and squeezed her punishingly muscular thigh even tighter to strangle Sarah during the break. Sarah babbled..... wait...., please.
After a few seconds she resumed the punishment PAM, PAM, PAM, PAM, PAM, PAM, PAM, PAM, PAM, PAM....
- That's enough, THAT'S IT!!!...., PAM, PAM, PAM, PAM, PAM, PAM... Sarah was trying to scream...
Paul was so ashamed of his wife's weakness and cowardice that he simply kept quiet and watched the punishment.
Megan ceased the spanking when she saw the full redness of her slave's buttocks. She lifted her thigh and Sarah fell plummeting to the floor.
- It doesn't end here slave. Megan grabbed her hair once more, pulled her to her knees and strangled her neck leaving her head back, meaning Sarah's eyes could only see her mistress's powerful ass very, very close to her face. The Amazon kept the choke hold by resting her hands on the table, her legs fully stretched out and bent forward in profile to Paul, who watched those desirable, massive thighs torture his pathetic wife.
Paul would have run to lick them right there and then if Megan had ordered him to.
Sarah could only give muffled moans... After a minute or so Megan spread her legs, faced Paul and grabbing Sarah's hair, began to hit with her hips, dry hits that slammed Sarah's head into the edge of the table. Four or five hits were enough for her to fall to the floor next to the furniture legs as soon as her dominatrix let go.
Paul's erection grew as he watched those wide, round hips slam into his wife. Sarah lay on her back, not even strong enough to cry, she made an attempt to sit up and Megan stomped her face hard on the floor, she held her face for a few seconds, looked up at Paul and blew him a kiss, then mounted her other foot on the waist of her crushed slave.
Megan was trampling Sarah in front of her husband. 171lb of sexy flesh and muscle was landing on Sarah's face and abs causing terrible pain in her punished body.
Sarah was paralysed, just holding her hands on the calf of the foot that pinned her face to the floor.
- I can't stand it any more, I can't stand it any more...!!
- Now you're going to lick the soles of my feet from where you are. Megan, who was on her side, balanced herself to face Sarah, lifted her front foot and said LICK.
Sarah began to lick the sole of her mistress's foot greedily, bearing all of Megan's weight on her stomach. She did more abs efforts than she had ever done in her life.
When Megan was satisfied, she pulled her foot back, resting it on Sarah's tits, brought the other foot forward and repeated the operation..., LICK. Sarah cried but licked.... She now bore the full weight of her torturer on her chest.
After a minute or so, Megan got off the human doormat she had turned Sarah into.
Paul's poor wife twisted in on herself into a ball. Megan walked silently to a cupboard in the living room where she found some high heels, put them on and walked over to her crushed rival, took off her top and bra freeing her huge, turgid breasts.
Paul thought she was the sexiest woman he had ever seen in his life, she was a curvy, muscular goddess.
- Slave, look at me, take a good look at me and listen carefully..., you see these high heels, I swear on my son that I will do the same to you with them if you don't humiliate yourself before me, until you disgust your husband with shame. I want you to submit and beg me not to punish you any more, and if you ever contradict an order from me again, what I've done to you so far is going to feel like a spa session.
Sarah got down on all fours and nodded her head compulsively.
- Nooo slut, if your mistress is in front of you in a thong and heels, you can only crawl on the floor without going on all fours, without sitting up, without kneeling…, you just crawl, kiss my feet and beg me. I'm going to show off in front of your man, so that he desires me even more and envies my husband even more. I don't want him to forget which is your place and which is mine..., and I recommend that you get to lick every inch of my 2 feet. And don't even think about pulling up your LEGGINGS, I want your husband to see continuously how I've left your tiny little ass.
You have 3 seconds to start slave…,ONE!!!!!
Sarah pounced on her mistress's heels and began to lick the tops of her feet, kissing, licking, caressing, Sarah tried to cover every inch of skin on Megan's feet with her tongue and lips.
- BEG ME!!!
- Thank you, thank you for letting me humiliate myself before you my mistress, please I beg you not to hit me anymore..., I will be good, I want to serve you, I want to lick your feet, please let me do it... Sarah spoke nervously, with desperation.
Paul was overcome. The image of the powerful, sexy Megan in a thong, standing proud and smiling and his wife prostrate on the floor, face down, her punished buttocks in the air, kissing her feet, begging in terror for mercy, begging to humiliate herself further before another man's wife..., it was too much for him. His feelings of guilt for encouraging his wife's confrontation had already changed to humiliation and shame.
- You don't try hard enough slave, I get the impression that you don't respect me enough....
- Yes, yes my mistress, I respect you, I respect you very much. Sarah tried to slip her tongue between Megan's bare toes. You are so much more woman than me in every way. No wonder my husband desires you more than me. You're stronger, sexier, more dominant, smarter..., you..., you know how to fight for your man. Not me, I can't protect him or my children. Nathan has nothing to fear being you his mommy, I'm nothing compared to you. Sarah sobbed with humiliation. I just want to apologise for my behaviour and accept my punishment and humiliation. Sarah kept licking and kissing non-stop. I only..., I only aspire to be worthy to lick your feet completely and to be forgiven my mistress.
Paul did not recognise his wife. He didn't recognise this woman who played at being dominant at night giving him pleasure. Deep down he never quite believed her as an alpha, he wanted to turn his gentle princess into something she was not, and she accepted the game out of love. The muscular and sexy Megan is 100 times more woman than she is. Paul suddenly lost his sexual desire for his female. Later he's sure to regret thinking that way, but right now he'd leave Sarah for Megan without hesitation.
Megan sat on the table crossing her legs, raising one of her thighs to Paul's delight and resting the heel of her foot on her knee, leaving her other foot in the air.
- You can get on your knees, her mistress told her. EAT MY FOOT.
- Thank you, thank you my mistress, thank you. Sarah was truly terrified by the beating Megan had given her, the slaps, the punches to her face had broken her nose, her lip and swollen her beautiful cheekbones. All the contortions, the strangling and squashing caused by Megan's ass and her muscled thighs had surely injured her for weeks. The stinging in her buttocks was unbearable, being trampled by Megan caused her to panic, and hearing her threats with her heels caused her terror. It had reached a point where she didn't care about her dignity as a woman, or as a wife. The humiliation Megan was giving her in front of Paul almost ceased to matter, even being broken inside.
She took Megan's propped foot and began to lick it with fervour, the whole sole from heel to toe, kissing and licking it. Megan would put all her toes in Sarah’s mouth at once until she gagged and pulled them out and Sarah kept licking and licking until Megan put them back in. She used her tongue as a sole cleaner, when she had had enough... she got off the table and put her shoes on.
Sarah started kissing Megan's feet again, a little slower than before, but without losing contact with them, totally prostrate before her mistress.
Megan looked at Paul, saw his desperate and excited face, saw his erection under his tracksuit bottoms. Megan looked at him with a serious, domineering face, pressing her lips together to excite him even more.
Paul processed as best he could the sensations coming from his wife's mistress. Yes, because his wife was the slave of another woman without any doubt.
Sarah was still like most of the fight, lying on the floor, worshipping the feet of another man's wife in humiliation. A much stronger, more powerful and sexier woman than he desired. That huge, massive, round, strong ass that was now standing out, projecting its might and that had crushed his wife half an hour earlier was driving Paul crazy.
Megan was hypnotising Paul with her thighs, flexing them, exposing her physical and erotic power. Those muscular legs he had licked and kissed dozens of times in his fantasies and now she was showing them to him after pounding his female, in victory poses, knowing that another, luckier man was enjoying them every night.
Megan rested her palms on the table with her back to Paul showing off her powerful buttocks, while further down, Sarah relentlessly licked and kissed the feet of the woman displaying her victory to her disappointed husband.
Megan stood up and walked to the centre of the room, she stood looking down at Paul flexing her strong, elongated biceps, lifting her brutal tits in all their splendour, large, and fit despite their size. His wife, pathetic and defeated, was crawling so as not to lose touch with her humiliation. Megan's face, with that icy stare, with that short hairdo and fringes, that give her that look between dominatrix and repellent gossip, joining those fleshy lips that showed power and commanded submission to anyone who looked, was much, much, much sexier and more attractive than the physically beautiful and bruised face of his humiliated and defeated female.
- Do you desire me Paul?
Paul hesitated for a moment..., YES, I desire you ?
- More or less than your wife ?
- More
- Will you spend tonight with me...?
Paul was silent and looked away. He knows what he would like to answer, but not what he should answer....
Megan smiled..., relax..., it's not going to happen, even if you want it more than anything in the world. I'm a married woman who loves her husband. Can you imagine how proud my husband would be if he were here?
- He would die of pride and desire for his female. He is the luckiest man I know. I envy him. Megan smiled at him.
- Are you ashamed of your wife?
Paul looked at his wife submissive and complacent with her mistress, still licking Megan's feet.
- No, I'm not ashamed, it's just that....
- What Paul?
- He's so inferior to you, and it's so..., so humiliating. Megan smiled again. Sarah cried harder.
- Will you be able to bear it ? about your wife, that she's the slave of another woman you'll see every day with her lucky husband.
- Most of all I love my wife, yes. I will. It will be hard but that's the way it is.
- Slave, did you hear? what do you think..., will you be able to bear that your husband desires the woman who has taken away your dignity in front of him? will you be able to serve your mistress in everything I ask of you after the way I have humiliated you?
Sarah burst into tears again, but she kept kissing her mistress's feet. It was her lever of protection against the return of physical punishment, which was still what mattered most to her now.
- Let's take one more step, on your knees slave. Sarah rose to her knees in front of Megan. Your husband likes my body. I'm hotter than you, my thighs, my ass, my tits, my wide hips, everything is bigger, firmer and more voluptuous than you, the only thing we have the same is the narrow waist and the flat belly, although I have more abs. I've pounded you with this body in front of him, I want you to worship it.
Sarah stared at her...
- Come on, start..., my feet are already well worked out, continue with my thighs...
Sarah, touched Megan's sexy and muscular thighs and brought her lips closer..., she started to kiss and caress them, she kissed and licked them...
- Do you realise my power slave, have you seen what these legs can do to you and could do to your husband?
- Yes my mistress. Sarah kept kissing them, changing position to embrace their width, caressing them with her face, as if she liked it. She felt so inferior to that woman that she wanted to show her the utmost respect, almost with hypocritical affection... in spite of everything. Anything so that her mistress would not punish her further.
Sarah followed Megan's wide, powerful hips, licked and kissed them. Megan thought she did it too fast, so she grabbed Megan's hair and gave her 2 hips as punishment....
- Slow down, come them like they deserve or I'll smash you with them.
- Yes, yes my mistress, sorry, it won't happen again. Sarah was voraciously caressing her mistress's hips, covering the entire surface on both sides with her mouth. When she thought that was enough she turned back to face her mistress and began to lick the inside of her thighs. Megan made her job easier by lifting her leg up and resting it on her slave's shoulder.
The powerful blonde smiled at the very excited Paul who was sighing to take his wife's place. Megan pressed her lips together..., shhhhhhhhh, accept it, and don't forget it. Remember it every time you see my leggings.
Shhhhhhh, you're doing great slave, you're doing it in style. You even seem to enjoy it considering what my thighs have done to you. Keep worshipping the body that has crushed you and that your husband desires. You know where it's at now.
Sarah reached around her mistress's body and began rubbing Megan's buttocks with both hands... she brought her lips close and began kissing them. Sarah became aware of what her husband was thinking. She knows how he wished he could be in her place. She was awakened by the shame and humiliation of that very moment, licking and kissing the powerful buttocks that had subdued her and turned Paul on so much every day at school. The buttocks of the bitch who was forever taking away her respect and desire of her man. Megan grabbed Sarah's hair and plunged her face into her ass.
- That’s it, that's it slave lick it, lick it, stick your tongue out, I want to feel you inside me.
Sarah licked and licked until Megan loosened her hair pull and kept kissing her buttocks, humiliated, wondering if she could ever look her husband in the face.
Megan blew an air kiss to Paul flexing her bicep.
- Would you like to be where she is Paul?
- Yes, I would. Paul wanted this woman so badly that his desire outweighed any respect he had left for his marriage. It was so exciting and humiliating....
- I know. Megan grabbed Sarah's hair again and began rubbing her face and mouth all over her thighs, hips, and ass, like a sponge bath.
She pulled her to her feet and brought her mouth to her left bicep..., LICK!.
Sarah stuck out her tongue and licked that big, rock-hard bicep. Again she blanched at the power and strength of that Amazon. Megan lifted her arm further and showed her her armpit.
- Kiss there. Sarah, kissed the bottom of her armpit. More !..., she did it 2-3 more times, LICK!. She sank her mouth deep into her dominatrix's armpit and licked several times.
- How humiliating, isn't it? Megan asked Paul smiling. Paul nodded in agreement. Wait, the best part is yet to come. Megan brought Sarah's head in front of her huge tits with those big nipples pointing at her.
- No..., wait. Sarah protested timidly.
SPLASH, Megan slapped her, no what? you're going to refuse?
- It’s just, no, I can't SPLASHHH, the last slap would have knocked the lanky Sarah to the floor if it wasn't for her mistress holding her hair back.
- Are you sure ? the next thing is not going to be a spank. Sarah started to cry again with her face even more sore, although she stopped resisting the approach of Megan's nipple..., stammering she opened her lips and sucked on it.
-Shhhhh, like this, like this I like it slave, eat, eat the nipple of your mistress, without complaining shhhhh. Yesssss, without stopping, let your man see how submissive and obedient you are. Sarah sucked like a baby, standing bent over Megan's breast and holding her hair from behind. This was too much for Paul.
- That’s it, closer to Paul now. Come. Like a rag doll she dragged her over to the couch and knelt beside Paul on the seat next to him, forcing her slave to kneel in front of her on the floor.
- Look what we have here..., you've seen your husband's erection, haven't you? He's been like this all afternoon. He must be about to explode. Let's free it up a little bit....
Megan slipped her hand inside Paul's trousers and pulled it out.
Paul was breathing heavily... Megan started to play with his cock, fucking it.
-MMMM, I think it's really, really hard. Do you have a problem if I play with it a little bit? mmmm..., he likes it..., yessssss, your husband likes to be masturbated by me slave... But answer..., any objection to what I'm doing?
- But..., but..., but..., you're married Megan..., you can't....
- What? Are you judging me Sarah? Are you judging the actions of your mistress?
- No, no,... just that... Megan without letting go of Paul's cock, stretched out her thighs and grabbed Sarah by the neck pulling her by the hair with the other hand.
- Like this, like this... so you can think about your words a little bit. Megan crossed her legs, smothering Sarah who could barely make a sound.
Paul's cock was ready to explode, Megan looked at him joining lips..., shhhhh don't worry, she'll accept it soon, she said smiling at him. Megan's hand stroked his cock and moved it slowly, with a slow rhythm.
- Shhhh, come on, come on little girl, don't worry about my husband, he would be so turned on by this. He'd know I'm doing it just to humiliate you...,
Shhhhhh, Megan kept tensing her leg muscles even tighter.
- Shhhh, I'm a little worried that you think you can still protect your husband from me...shhhhhh, I thought it was all clearer by now. Is that why you're so impertinent? shhhhhh, Megan said calmly as she stroked her hair.
Sarah, unable to do anything but watch from her field of vision as her dominatrix masturbated her husband, rubbed Megan's thighs slowly but could do nothing but beg. She couldn't believe that Megan wanted to humiliate her to the point of possessing her husband. The pain in her battered neck was unbearable.
- Megan…, please..., I'm sorry, I'm sorry my mistress, you can, you can..., take it.....
Megan smiled ..., and masturbate him ?
-Yes , yes please aaagh..., let go of me. Megan released her submissive rival.
- Good, I love it. You had me worried, but I see it was a misunderstanding, she said in a soft voice. Come here, come here and eat your mistress's tits. Let your hubby know it's all right, all is forgotten.
Megan plunged Sarah's face between her huge breasts. Kiss them, kiss them fully, they're so big, your husband likes them so much more than your tiny little princess tits.
Sarah kissed Megan's breasts repeatedly, grabbing her tits with both hands. It had been minutes since she hadn’t been in control of herself. She felt she didn't deserve to decide her fate. Megan was the one telling her what she could and could not do. While Paul was panting with pleasure, wanting to be owned by the lioness so superior to his wife who was masturbating him so confidently.
Sarah continued to suck her mistress's nipples, provoking Megan's pleasure, until at last....
- Okay, we're almost done. Sarah go to the table drawer and get the handcuff key. I'm going to release Paul.
Megan stood with her back to Paul, grabbed his hair and pulled his face to her sexy, powerful ass. Paul began to kiss it desperately. Sarah was releasing Paul's hands watching the scene in tears.
As soon as Paul felt his hands free, he went to grab Megan's hips with mad desire, but Megan turned sharply and slapped him hard....
SPLASH !!!! Shhhhhh..., you can't dear, this is all Marc's, I just wanted to be nice to you, by letting you kiss me just a little....
- Sorry my mistress..., I thought....
- My mistress...? did you say my mistress...? HAHAHAHA...., how sweet...! NO honey, I am mistress of many women, especially yours, but when it comes to men I am only Marc's mistress. But I understand..., poor boy... Megan brought Paul's face close to her tits and rubbed them with her face. Paul felt for a few seconds the physical and erotic power of the woman he desired.
- You need a strong woman in your life, you need a real woman who will fight for you, who will turn you on, who will dominate you at home..., like I do with Marc. And your wife..., your wife isn’t able, is she?
- Sometimes..., just sometimes...
- It doesn't seem to be enough. But she's the woman you have..., and she's the one who should be your mistress. Especially a sensitive man like you, you need a real alpha by your side.
- Do you want ME to be your mistress Paul...? Megan knelt down in front of Paul who still had his erect cock out of his trousers, Megan grabbed it.
- The truth..., is that I've spanked you several times in front of her and she couldn't do anything to stop it, and I've played with your cock in front of her and she barely protested..., she even kissed my tits giving her approval..., it seems that YES I am your mistress Paul, do you agree? Megan slipped Paul's cock between her big turgid tits and started rubbing him. TAKE OFF YOUR SHIRT DEAR .... Paul took it off immediately.
Megan started kissing Paul's nipples while she kept rubbing his cock on her chest. Paul was ecstatic, it was like he was living an erotic dream.
-Tell me slave, answer me..., who is your mistress?
-You, you are my mistress...
-Do you want to spend tonight with me... and this is the 2nd time I'm asking you...
-YES !!! yes my mistress, I want to spend the night with you….
Sarah knelt beside them, staring blankly and watching her life go down the toilet without her being able to do anything about it. She had no dignity left to reproach her husband.
- Mmmmm, usually a woman who sucks a man's cock, makes him hers... Megan took Paul's cock and looked at Sarah..., what do you think slave, are you going to do anything to stop me from sucking your husband's cock?
Sarah was still crying...
- Shhhhh, come on, come on don't cry... she said as she kissed Paul's cock with short, soft kisses. You just have to decide if you want me to take you back to the table, or if you want your husband to see that you assume he no longer belongs to you. Whatever you decide shhhhh. Megan pressed her full lips together and placed them on Paul's erect penis.
- Think about it, don't make a mistake like you did before. If you feel like it, I'm going to suck him off and if you have any objections, let me know. Come closer and see how I do it...SLURP..., SLURP, you see ? it's hard because his cock knows that I'm now his mistress. Accept it, shhhh, no whining or I'll destroy you..., shhhhhhh SLURP...., SLURP, SLURP, SLURP, do you accept it or I'll give you another beating? Answer something or else I'll beat you too.
- I accept it my mistress, ,
- Do you assume that your husband now belongs to me?
Sarah nodded..., staring at the ceiling with a muffled, silent cry.
Megan went back to rubbing her tits on Paul's cock as she kissed him on the chest and on the mouth. Paul had never felt more in thrall to anyone than the goddess before him.
- And tomorrow night Paul? do you want me to fuck you?
- YES MY Mistress, I want to be yours every night.
- YES. You are mine now, it’s obvious. But thinking about how to organize us..., would you change for Marc ?
- Yes, yes my mistress, I'd change without hesitation.
- If I order you to divorce Sarah, will you do it ?
- Yes, yes, my mistress I want to be entirely yours .... Paul was crazy with desire for this woman and forgot about everything else.
Megan stopped kissing him and smiled at him. She turned to Sarah and began to caress her....
- Shhhhhh..., my victory over you is ABSOLUTE. I have given you the beating of your life, I have humiliated you to the point of taking away your dignity as a woman and your husband's respect forever, and now I have taken your husband from you, I have taken Paul from you. And I'm sure that if I took you home now and spanked you and made you kiss my feet in front of your children, I would take them away from you too because they, like Nathan, also need a strong mother to protect them and they would prefer me to be there for them. Especially after they saw how pathetic and weak you can be... and now you're going to kiss my nipples..., again....
Megan grabbed her slave by the hair once more and brought her mouth to her nipples. Sarah began to suck them without complaint, sweetly at first, seeking her mistress' pleasure, sucking like a baby, totally submissive and defeated….
- Shhhhh, do you understand now slave...? do you understand that I have absolute power over you..., Sarah nodded without stopping sucking. Do you understand that I can take everything from you? Sarah nodded... shhhhhhhh, that's how I like it, totally surrendered..., do you understand that you will be my slave forever... and that everything you have, you have it because I allow it...? Sarah willingly changed her nipple and nodded.
-Yes my mistress, and continued sucking....
- All right, I GIVE YOU BACK YOUR HUSBAND and I will allow you to raise your children and live in your home. Thank me slave
- Thank you my mistress... stammered Sarah
- Do you promise me submission and obedience forever ?
- Yes my mistress,
Sarah nodded as she continued to suck..., her will and her life belonged to Megan completely. She understood that she would be her slave forever and obey her in everything..., it was the only thing she could assimilate at that moment. The beating, and above all the humiliation in front of her husband had alienated her to such an extent, that her mistress' words seemed to her the only coherent thing that made sense in that room. Her husband's absolute surrender to her hated rival had finally broken her soul.
Megan sat up...
-Stay like this, kneeling beside your mistress. Sarah obeyed, lowering her head.
Paul came out of the erotic trance he was in, he looked at his wife, he looked at Megan and seemed blocked, he couldn't articulate 3 words in a row correctly...
- But, but, but..., what happened. You've..., you've manipulated me.
Megan looked at Paul with a wide grin as she stroked the head of her kneeling slave as if she were her puppy.
- But,…how can you be so cruel...? Paul looked at her with eyes of hatred and shame.
- My God what have I done..., Sarah darling..., forgive me..., I am a vicious and selfish obsessive. Paul was almost crying with rage and shame. Megan laughed out loud..., Sarah was silent, staring at the floor.
- I’m so superior to your wife, I've forced you to leave her. That's the greatest defeat one woman can inflict on another. Megan smiled amused. And you're so stupid... how could you even imagine that I would leave Marc for you? His cock is twice as big as yours. He's much more of a man than you. And from now on his dick is going to be hard as an iron bar every time I remind him of what happened here, and every time he sees me humiliate your wife in front of you. And you're going to die of envy imagining what his mistress is going to do to him at night.
-You’re a bitch and from now on you're dead to me. Paul said sitting up and getting closer to her face with hateful eyes.
Megan, still smiling at him, grabbed his balls and cock tightly and squeezed.
- Shhhhhh, quiet Paul, don't want to upset your wife's mistress. shhhhhh. Don't forget what can happen to you if you get nervous.
-Aaaagh..., let go, let go..., okay, okay....
Megan kept squeezing harder and harder.
- You're going to be submissive and obedient. As I'm sure you like to be in bed, but you have to accept that the only mistress you can aspire to is your pathetic wife, who you see, I could put on a leash and take her out in the neighbourhood on all fours walking beside my husband while he fondles my powerful, sexy ass. Megan continued to squeeze firmly. Paul was doubled over in pain.
Megan grabbed his hair and pulled his head down to the level of her thighs. then she lifted her leg and pinned him by the neck strangling him between her thigh and calf leaning against the armrest of the couch.
- Aaaagh, aaaagh !!!! Paul was trying to free himself, grabbing his dominatrix's thigh trying to get free of her. Megan squeezed much, much harder. Paul could no longer make a sound, he just stroked Megan's thigh begging for mercy.
- Shhhhhh, don't touch it Paul, my thigh is something only Marc can enjoy unless I give you permission.
Paul's face was as red as a tomato and Megan looked at Sarah and pressed her lips together in a show of absolute power. Sarah began to react in terror at what Megan was doing to her husband. Suddenly, she understood...
- My mistress, my mistress, I beg you to release my husband, I beg you my mistress... Sarah began to lick and kiss her mistress's thighs, submissively, totally compliant, with utmost respect...
- I beg you to excuse him and I apologise on his behalf, he didn't mean to speak to you like that. He needs discipline my mistress, I will give it to him, I will make it clear to him that he must treat my mistress with the utmost respect.
Megan, smiling approvingly at her, loosened the pressure on her torturing thigh and leaned forward, putting her ass in a raised position. She pointed to it.
Sara began to caress her buttocks, kissing and licking them like a madwoman.
- Very good slave, I see you have understood your place, and what you can and can't do trying to protect your man.
Megan released Paul who fell dizzily to the floor grabbing his cock and coughing compulsively. When he finally stopped, Megan stomped on his face and looked at Sarah. Sarah immediately bent down to kiss her husband's subduing foot....
- Thank you, thank you my mistress...
- You see Paul, your Mistress has already learned to protect you. Alphas do it by fighting for our men and subduing our rival, and betas do it by groveling and begging for mercy. I know what you prefer, but you have to make do with what you have.
And now you will forgive me, but naked I will not accompany you to the garden to see you off, said Megan in an unconcerned voice.
- Besides, I have a lot to do, tomorrow Marc is coming and we're going on holiday, and I have a video to make with what the 3 cameras have recorded in the living room.
- Cameras..., what cameras...? asked Paul in the weak voice he had left after Megan's torture.
- That one, that one and that one pointed out Megan..., you don't want me to remember all the details when I tell Marc? It's better if he watches it on our huge TV while I give him a blowjob..., don't you think? she said smiling.
And now I'm going to the shower, you know where the door is. Bye.
Megan walked up the stairs to the 2nd floor of her huge house singing. She climbed slowly, knowing she was being watched, wiggling her incredible ass and tensing her thigh muscles with every step she climbed.
Paul and Sarah stood up. Sarah, pulled up her leggings and slipped on her shoes. They left Megan's house in silence. They climbed into the car and Paul asked....
- To the hospital? Sarah nodded, crying with rage, humiliation and pain. She could barely sit up.
END OF PART 1
A LOT MORE HAPPENED FROM HERE...