Duties of a Submissive Anal Wife

Dahlia Sky is the kind of wife who gets what she deserves: a rough hand and no excuses. She used to kneel at The Upper Floor like a proper slave. Now marriage has softened her. A year later she’s back with her Dominant and she’s soft where she should be hard. Kira Noir, all tight muscle and sharp eyes, is the one they brought in to break that bad habit. Dahlia stands naked, ankles apart, while rough palms check every inch of her. The question comes hard: does she still think she’s owed her husband’s cock without earning it? Heavy clips bite her nipples and weights drag at her cunt. Every time she whimpers, the crop lands until sweat shines on her skin and she begs like she means it. She is forced to watch while Kira drops to her knees and swallows him whole, loud and greedy. Dahlia’s mouth waters. When she finally gets a taste it’s second-hand, spit-slick off Kira’s tongue, and she licks it clean like it might disappear. He grips her hair and fucks her throat raw, spit running down her tits while her tongue works between Kira’s spread thighs. Kira comes fast, then again, slick all over Dahlia’s face. Permission to come is still off the table. Rope bites under Dahlia’s tits and around one thigh. She’s hauled half-off the ground, one foot barely touching, the rest of her weight swinging. He sinks into her ass without warning. Every time he pulls out, Kira’s mouth is there, slurping him clean before he slams back in. A violet wand kisses Dahlia’s skin whenever Kira is made to wait; little shocks that make her jerk and cry. The only way she’s allowed to finish is brutal: she has to lift that last foot, hang full-weight in the ropes, and come in the air like a broken marionette, legs kicking at nothing. Over-stimulated and dripping, she’s dropped to the floor and handed a vibrator. Her job is to keep Kira’s clit buzzing while her husband takes Kira’s ass in tight rope bondage. Dahlia may only lick when told, only clean his cock when it’s pulled free. Kira thanks him for every stroke and every slap, voice hoarse, eyes glassy. Last round both girls fight for the same prize—nipple clamps snapping tight, open palms cracking across tender skin—while they scramble for his cock. Dahlia wins the right to ride, sinking down until her husband is balls-deep, and Kira is left to lap the cum from her twitching cunt like the well-trained slut she is.