“Well Darling, you certainly seemed to enjoy spanking our sweet little maid.” said Hannah as she sipped her coffee and watched Mady trying to regain her composure kneeling on the hassock in front of us. “I bet your little cock is very hard.”
“Yes, yes it is.”
“Good. Why don’t you take down your trousers and take off your panti-girdle. That will give Mady a few more minutes to recover.”
I did as I was told though getting the panti girdle down over my erection was no small trick. At last I was naked and very, very erect, and standing beside where Hannah was sitting.
“So, Mady, while elliot is not the head of our house, he is the man of the house and, as we agreed, he should certainly sample the forbidden fruit.”
“Oh yes Madam.”
“Would you like him to moisten you before we begin?”
“No, Madam. I can assure you my whipping has left me very, very wet.”
“Excellent. I thought it might. I should tell you that he is really best with his tongue.”
“Yes Madam, I am sure you have trained him very well.”
“So, are you ready.”
“Good. Now Elliot, as I have told you, you are to thrust when I tell you to begin and stop immediately when I tell you to stop. Begin with Mady’s mouth. And remember, you will be severely punished if you make any sort of a mess.”
It has been years since my cock has been anywhere near a girl’s mouth. Hannah has no interest in blow jobs of any sort. So it was delicious to stand in front of my pretty little maid and watch her, rather expertly I though, wrap her lips around my cock and, without a second’s hesitation take my whole, hard length into her mouth. As she did she cupped and then squeezed my testicles with a gentle but firm grip.
“Well that looks pretty Mady. Very nice.” said Hannah. “Now Elliot, let’s see that little cock get to work. Five good deep strokes and you’re done.”
I pushed into Mady’s mouth as far as I could and then withdrew until only the tip of my cock rested on her lips. And then in again. I felt the sting of the cane on my bottom.
“I don’t want you forgetting yourself my dear.” I heard Hannah say behind me. “You have more strokes to stay hard for.”
I thrust again and again the cane came down, not hard, but it stung. Mady seemed to be enjoying herself, looking up at me with her eyes wide open and a little saliva dribbling from the side of her full lips.
And then I heard Hannah say, “And five. Withdraw.”
I obeyed and stood with my cock glistening with Mady’s sweet saliva.
Mady, pull down your panties.” said Hannah.
“Yes Madam.” she reached behind and her panties pooled at her knees.
Hannah walked behind her and, with the tip of the cane, flipped Mady’s skirt up.
“Pussy first I think. Ten strokes.”
Doing what I was told was rarely such a pleasure. I knew from dressing her that Mady kept her pussy trimmed but always left a sweet quiff of fine hair to frame her cunt and catch its perfume. She had reached down her belly with one hand and was holding her glistening lips apart.
“Well get on with it.” said Hannah as I hesitated. It felt, I must admit, more than a little odd to even think about feeling another pussy on my cock. Especially with Hannah supervising.
“May I?” I asked.
I was greeted with a chorus of “Yes.” from Hannah and from Mady. I pushed in.
“All the way dear.” I heard Hannah say behind me and then I felt the sting of her cane again. “Hard as you can but don’t you dare come.”
Mady had shifted her hand and was thoroughly enjoying herself as I pushed into her to the rhythm of Hannah’s cane. It was marvelous and then…
“And ten…There you go my obedient boy. Do you want the last right now Mady?”
“Yes, please, quickly.” said Mady pushing out her bottom. “He’s just the right size.”
“Mady has lubricated her pretty rose dear so in you go. Gently at first. I will tell you when to thrust.” said Hannah.
I lined my slippery hard cock up with her puckered back door and began to slip in as gently as I could. I could feel the head of my cock pop through the tight little muscle of Mady’s sweet anus and I pushed a little more firmly. Mady moaned an pushed up to meet me. I could feel the heat of her well whipped bottom against my thighs.
“Now Darling, stroke hard. I think our little maid is very close to her edge.”
The cane came down harder than before and I buried myself to the hilt in Mady’s tight little hole. And then out so that my head was clasped by her ring and then in again when I felt Hannah’s cane urging me on. Three strokes and I felt the pulsing contractions of Mady’s orgasm. Hannah could hear her gentle cries and said, “one more and you are done.”
I was right on edge and slipping out of my tight little maid nearly tipped me over. But I didn’t disgrace myself and was rewarded by a lovely, deep kiss from my dear wife.
“What a good husband you are.” she said. “Now, go and clean up and then go to your corner in our room. Mady and I will join you in a little while. You can take Mady’s panties to keep you company.”
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