"Hehehe, you want punishment? I'll give you punishment. Get on all fours like the bitch you are and stick your ass out. Now!"
Tamako obediently got down on the ground and stuck her butt out. Seeing the expectation in her eyes, I moved around and took some things from the cupboard.
Even from her submissive position on the floor, I saw her head turn, trying to peek and see what tools of torment I was taking out.
Unfortunately, due to her limited field of vision, she could only glimpse at my legs pacing back and forth before I finally squatted before her and put a silk blindfold over her eyes.
Deprived of sight, her hand grabbed my trouser leg, and she whimpered like a pitiful little girl. "I'm scared."
"Don't be afraid,"
Though my words were meant to be comforting, Tamako could feel the sadistic amusement dripping from my tone.
But she could only listen helplessly without doing anything. She didn't dare protest. She knew her place: a bitch for my amusement and no rights.
Then suddenly she felt something soft and light brushing against her sensitive nipples.
"Ah!" she gasped.
"Such big, slutty tits on this bitch." My hands mauled her breasts, squeezing and kneading them like soft dough, without any restraint. "Guess what's toying with your nipples right now, you stupid whore? Guess what it's for?"
"Ah... this stupid bitch... doesn't know…"
"So stupid. I'll have to teach you a lesson later," I chuckled, picking up the object in my hand, which was a black tail plug with a fluffy, faux-fur dog tail attached.
I brushed the cool tip of the plug against her asshole.
"It's a tail plug. Because what's a bitch without a tail, right?"
With a wicked grin, I did exactly that and pressed the plug firmly against her anus, forcing it inside.
A foreign object was inserted into her anus, and her body's instinctive reaction was to expel it, but I watched from the side and inserted the tail plug back in deeper just as it was about to fall out.
Now, a vibrant, fluffy tail was protruding from her ass, so lewd that it made my cock throb, and I licked my lips.
With her sight gone, her other senses had sharpened.
She could feel every inch of the cold plug filling her rectum, and the mental image of her looking like a blindfolded woman on all fours with a tail wagging from her ass sent shivers of shame and lust through her.
After admiring my handiwork for a moment, I decided it was time for more. So I pulled a soft, leather whip from a drawer next to me and lashed it across her large, white buttocks.
Thwack!
"Ahhh!"
Her cry was a beautiful mix of pain and pleasure. I knew it was both. It was what she craved.
Husband and Master.
The husband's romance and tenderness, the Master's strictness and perversion.
"Ah…"
"Crawl forward," I commanded, lashing her ass again. "You look so beautiful like this; I think I'll take my bitch for a walk."
The words, "take my bitch for a walk," made her pussyhole clench involuntarily. The more perverse and insulting my words were, the more they resonated with the corrupted her.
We were a perfect match, a sadist and his willing masochist.
Standing behind her, I took in all her subtle movements.
"Getting distracted by how horny you are? Hmm?" I lashed out again, harder this time. "Crawl, you bitch!"
Blind and disoriented, she had no choice but to obey, crawling forward at my command.
With every movement, the tail plug poked and prodded against the tender walls of her rectum, sending jolts of intense, unwanted stimulation shooting through her body.
"Ugh~"
She hadn't crawled more than a few feet before a desperate groan escaped her lips. She stopped, groping her way to my feet and rubbing her face against my ankle.
I allowed her to show her affection and patted her cheek with the sole of my foot.
"What is it, my little bitch?"
"Ah, Master..."
Before she could finish her sentence, I shoved my toes into her mouth.
"Is that how a bitch barks?"
After a moment of silence, she whispered shyly.
"...Woof."
"Louder. A few more times," I ordered, pulling my foot away.
"Woof woof woof!"
"It really is a bitch. Let's test how good a bitch's nose is."
My voice became distant as I moved and picked up my underwear from the floor.
"Go fetch my underwear. Bring it to me, and I'll fuck you."
Blindfolded, Tamako could only inhale the rich, musky scent of my underwear as I waved it under her nose before tossing it into a far corner.
Once the scent became distant, she looked up blankly, not knowing where to look for it.
"How stupid! Don't you know to sniff for it?"
I prompted, and the idea clicked in her head.
She lowered her head, pressing her nose to the floor and sniffing around like a real dog.
The moment she lowered her head, her breasts sank, and with each step she took, her nipples would rub against the ground, and the tail plug in her ass shifted.
The dual stimulation was overwhelming. She could feel the juices leaking from her pussyhole, soaking her thighs.
"The little slut is wet again," I appeared behind her silently and poked her entrance with the handle of the whip. "Why have you stopped crawling, you filthy dog? Don't you want to be fucked anymore?"
"Mmm... I want... Master, please fuck this lowly bitch."
Stimulated by her wanton behavior, my penis swelled up, and I said in a rough voice.
"I'm not going to fuck a lazy, slutty dog. If you want this big cock to split you open, you'd better find my underwear."
With no other choice, Tamako could only grit her teeth and continue searching desperately, while her body was becoming increasingly wet, wanting to be fucked as soon as possible.
Just then, a message from my secretary informed me that Nobisuke had arrived.
A wicked smile appeared on my face, and I activated Control By Extension instantly.
Nobisuke's affection for Tamako was only around 70-80, not enough for complete control, but more than enough to bend his perception, to make him a good little cuck.
With that done, I connected the secret voice transmitter and leaned down to whisper in Tamako's ear.
"Your husband is here. He's in a special room, watching you live on a screen. He's watching you be my bitch, watching me fuck you. So give him a good show. Crawl lower. I want to see those nipples rubbing the floor. Stick your ass out! Crawl to me just like that, and I'll give you the underwear."
It was, of course, a complete lie.
Her shame, her degradation, was for my eyes only.
She was mine, and no other man would ever witness her like this. But she didn't know that.
All she knew was that her ex-husband was watching, and the sheer, twisted immorality of it sent a jolt of pure electricity through her body.
Meanwhile, downstairs, Nobisuke was in the "special room." He'd been told his wife was smoothing things over with those rich housewives and that he needed to wait.
Nobisuke already knew what kind of exclusive "circle" his wife had recently joined and what had happened earlier, as he was also the beneficiary who enjoyed the benefits.
He didn't say a word when everything was good, but as soon as something went wrong, he cursed Tamako in his mind for being a greedy fool. He also understood that his recent accident was due to that matter and had a fight with Tamako at home about it.
But tonight, hope bloomed in his heart when Tamako called and said she was going to "settle the matter," asking him to pick her up.
The lure of more benefits and more cash made him excited and compliant, which was why he hadn't questioned being led to this room.
But then, as he waited and was about to get annoyed, he started hearing the strange, lewd, and obscene noises of a woman.
The voice was too familiar to him, but whenever he was about to identify who that voice belonged to, he felt his mind go blank, wiping his thoughts clean.
After several frustrating attempts, he gave up and simply focused on the voices. At first, he was just irritated, cursing the building's supposedly shitty soundproofing.
But as the moans and whimpers grew louder, the words becoming clearer and lewder, especially that conversation about the tail plug, crawling, master-slave play, and fetching underwear, he couldn't control his lust.
Due to my "suggestion," to his mind, he never questioned the situation. The familiarity of the voice and the bizarrely poor soundproofing in a luxury suite—it all slid right off his consciousness.
He was busy pinching and stroking his little dick frantically, lost in the sound of his wife's degradation.
Completely unaware that his shameful masturbation was being captured in ultra-high definition on camera.
And I, aware of his actions because of Control By Extension, was laughing sinisterly in my mind.
'A cuck husband, jerking to the sounds of his slut wife being broken by me, the ultimate villain. Hahaha, so this is the true thrill of Netori... I fucking love it."
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