It’s been a month since Mister completed his anal discipline for my horrid behavior.Anally Disciplined – Again. He kept his promise of being a strict, unmerciful disciplinarian. Once, he was about to relent, but Wesley, his cousin, shored him up, reminding him that without a strong, firm commitment to follow his words, I might well slip back into my bratty ways.

Wesley was right and secretly, I appreciated his intervention.

This month, I have felt so very content and wanted and loved. I know Mister sees me and will hold me accountable for my mouth and my actions. I haven’t thought about misbehaving at all. However, I do think about Mister to the point of distraction!

Each morning, if he is still in bed when I wake up, I ask permission to suck. He always grants it. I then crawl beneath the sheet and attend to first his balls then his cock. Sometimes he comes in my mouth – yum! – sometimes he pulls me on top of him, sometimes he climbs on top of me.

If I am on top, my ass must be filled. This is the rule he has instituted. I must either ride him with his cock in my ass or he will insert a plug before I’m allowed to mount him. The choice is his and I adore this! This morning, he did not plug me, so I positioned myself accordingly and slowly eased my way down.

I never last long in this position, but came quickly. He held me in place, flipped me over, and continued to make love, his cock filling my ass, until he came. Slowly, he pulled out only to warn me not to move.

So, I lay there, legs splayed, holding his come inside of me. When he came back, he was holding some rubber panties and my favorite plug.

“These panties have a holder for the plug. The plug isn’t big enough to ensure no leakage throughout the day, so the latex will protect your dress while you’re at work. You’ll wear this all day, won’t you?”

I looked at them, knowing I had a choice, knowing how uncomfortable I’d be in about an hour because I’d end up being horny as hell, knowing I would agree.

I made it through the day without anyone at work knowing I was plugged and slowly leaking my husband’s come. On the way home, though, I was so horny I almost embarrassed myself when the bus hit a few potholes!

I’m usually home first, but when I arrived, Mister was waiting for me.

“Strip out of everything except the panties,” he commanded as a way of greeting.

I didn’t hesitated. He had me bend over the kitchen counter and carefully removed the panties but left the plug in.

“Yep. You leaked a bit. Think you can keep that plug in just a bit longer?”

“I can do whatever you wish me to,” I answered, my voice husky with need.

Slowly, he pressed his cock into my dripping pussy. I moaned with pleasure. By the time he was fully seated, I was already trembling.

“You love this, don’t you, being full all day, knowing I can’t wait to fuck you again?” he murmured.

“I do.”

“Put your hands behind your back.”

I did so. He stayed still, inside of me, allowing me to enjoy the fullness of him, while he buckled cuffs on my wrists.

“You’ll be cuffed all evening.”

“Yes.”

He began to fuck me harder, the plug still inside of me adding to my tightness.

“I’ve been horny all day just thinking about that plug inside of you. That’s very naughty of you, isn’t it? Making me think about you instead of concentrating on my work?”

“Yes, Mister.”

“Ahhhh!” he cried out as he shot his pleasure inside of me.

I moaned, willing my body to drink and enjoy his approval as I also came again. Only then did he remove the plug. I immediately felt the emptiness inside of me and missed the feeling of fullness.

Once we had both caught our breaths, he helped me to stand, my hands still cuffed behind my back.

He lifted my chin with his finger and said, “Don’t look so sad, Joy. Your ass needs a break, at least for a few hours. Still, I’m going to keep you cuffed and naked for the rest of the evening. That should keep you on edge and submissive, shouldn’t it?”

He kissed my nose, but before I could answer him, he added, “Oh, and did I mention Wesley is coming over for dinner? He’s bringing Chinese take out and extra chop sticks. I have plans for them with these beauties as well. You’ll be good, won’t you?”

He pinched my nipples, grinning maniacally. I grinned back and said, “Yes, Mister, I will.”

I have to say, it’s been a long time since I’ve enjoyed an evening at home quite so much.