Warning: This is a work of femdom fiction.Indications of relating to anything happening real or imagined is purely coincidental.

Correcting Her Sisters Husband

As She bent over him and whispered in his ear he could feel her crawl up on the bed, covers ruffling underneath as she scooted closer and closer. She told him even after being her sister's husband it was only right that she was doing this since she was the one who had caught him cheating on her sister with his secretary who was barely 18 if she was a day.

He tried to talk through the gag that had been placed in his mouth but all he could do was make himself drool even more onto her bedsheets. She crawled off the bed for a moment to be generous and get the lube from her nightstand. She stood in front of him generously working the lube all over her huge big black fake phallus. She could see the terror in his eyes and all she could do was feel herself getting damp between her thighs.

She had actually wondered to herself on multiple occasions when she would have the time to do this to him and a family dinner gave it directly to her. As she had excused herself a few minutes prior on the pretense of her showing him around the rather large cottage and grounds area. So she was assured no one would find them, and that suited her just fine.

She walked around to the side of the bed and crawled on top of his already pink flogged buttocks. She could feel his legs tense and try to close to keep her out, as if the clenching would even do that either. Silly boy, this was going to happen and it was going to teach him a very valuable lesson. You do not ever step out on her sister, EVER. No matter how young and barely legal the pussy was. She positioned herself so that entry was imminent. She leaned forward and told him this may hurt a little bit to which he groaned and tears began to exit his eyespace to their sides. This sight only fueled her more. She loved tears. She loved causing them and even more so seeing them.But nevertheless of her love for the tears she slowly parted his cheeks and forced the strapon forward, holding it right up against his puckered little poop chute.

Slowly she fed just the head of it inside of him, letting the entering sensation fill him. She heard him groan through the gag. SHe assured him his whole experience wouldnt last much longer but still he groaned and made noises with the gag blocking his ability to speak, just drool. Within a minute or so she was feeding more and more of the big black cock into him. She could tell his discomfort, this along with the tears fueled her forward even more.

It wasnt long before she was balls deep into him. She began slowly pulling out and reentering him as his groans and cries became louder but still not understandable, thank goddess for sound proof walls she thought to herself. She soon found herself a proper rhythm and plugged away at his ass for a good solid ten minutes or more. Finally her own body let her know it was time to stop and she pulled out of him with a fierceness. She crawled off the bed and went to clean her strap on. She allowed him to lay there still properly restrained until she was done.

Once done She removed his restraints and his gag. Well gag before restraints of course. She was half expecting him to start spewing filthy words at her. Instead, he gathered his clothes and sauntered off to the bathroom to get dressed almost as if he chose not to remember her seeing? forcing him to unclothe before her. As he began to exit the bathroom he looked at her slightly trying to avoid eye contact. She allowed him to slink out of the room. Just as hewas about to disappear beyond the door, he turned and looked straight at her for a moment. She reminded him of his misdeed and how it could come back to haunt him in the future so he should be on his best behavior.

He quickly exited the room and rejoined his wife rather nervously downstairs in fact. He couldnt think straight for the remainder of the evening....