slaves of women

“Honey, when are you getting off work?” Tori’s voice had a mischievous edge, something Steve was all too familiar with.

“I’m leaving an hour early. There aren’t many people left in the office, and I’m rushing to finish what I’m working on. What mischievous idea do you have?” he replied with a laugh. It was a hot Friday, and most people felt the weekend was too short and were eager to get home.

“Well, since you’ve been dieting lately, I prepared a special dinner for you. Ava told me a recipe; I don’t know if you’ll like it,” Tori said, still seemingly hiding something.

Ava again! She and Tori met at a gym. Ava was an odd woman, at least she always kept her job a secret, but it was obvious she had a well-paying job. Although Steve was somewhat unhappy about this, he let her be. Because Tori enjoyed working out with Ava, and the results were indeed very good. A few months after meeting Ava, Tori had the toned and slim figure she had always dreamed of, and a sexy, healthy tan. It was a pleasant thing for his wife to have such a close friend, even if she was a bit mysterious.

“I understand. I only had a salad for lunch, and now I’m so hungry I’d eat anything as long as it’s not too fatty,” Steve replied.

“Anything? Really?” A chuckle rippled through the phone. “Great! I’ll have everything ready for you to enjoy.” Having finished his work, Steve left the office. He wondered what kind of recipe Tori had gotten from Ava. Ava was a very picky eater, and every time she had dinner with Steve and his wife, she would say, “I can’t eat this because I have to maintain my figure.” Steve had always disagreed with her tastes.

Ava was from the Czech Republic and had now moved to New York. She was of medium height, blonde, blue-eyed, and maintained a slim figure very well. Her European accent was as alluring as her curves. Yes, no matter how strange she looked, she was a stunner.

It felt good to be home. Steve thought to himself as he opened the door. He expected to smell the aroma of cooking, but there was nothing. Tori had probably already prepared dinner when she called. He shrugged. Tori sometimes did this, completely disregarding what he wanted to eat. Even if he didn't like a certain dish Tori made, she would find a way to make him eat it all. Ah, that's the happy trouble of a modern city man.

"I'm home," Steve called out as he closed the door. His wife wasn't waiting for him in the living room, and there was no food in the kitchen. He put his briefcase on the sofa, and then Tori's voice came from the bedroom.

"Come on, let's have dinner in bed. But take your clothes off before you come in." Her voice was full of temptation.

Steve smiled; he knew what Tori wanted—a romantic dinner, like they'd done before, feeding each other with their fingers. Maybe there would be something new; he remembered seeing on TV that food was placed on a woman's naked body for diners to taste. Would Tori do that? Steve was very interested.

Steve took off his clothes and went into the bedroom. He expected to see his wife naked with delicious food laid out on her, but to his surprise, his wife was fully dressed, smiling at him. Tori stood up, embraced her husband, and gave him a deep kiss. As usual, she had just returned from the beach, her skin exuding a warm, coconut-oil scent. It was a smell Steve loved.

"You smell amazing," Steve said, burying his face in his wife's hair, inhaling her fragrance deeply, his nose rubbing against Tori's neck.

Tori giggled and pulled him to the bedside, giving him a gentle push. Steve immediately sat up on the bed, but Tori stood in front of him. "Do you want to know what Ava does for a living?" A gleam of excited fervor flashed in her eyes.

"What does she do?" Steve was curious, wondering why his wife was so excited today.

"A new job you wouldn't believe," Tori said, her hand reaching between Steve's legs, gently stroking his penis. "She told me some really interesting things. Want to try it?"

"Okay, how?" Steve was completely bewildered, but he was clearly excited, and it was obvious his wife was too.

"It's easier to do than to say. Just listen to me, whatever I tell you to do."

Tori's tone began to carry a commanding quality. Tori always used this tone when something important happened, and Steve always obeyed obediently; this time was no exception.

Steve looked at his wife. Although she was only five feet tall, she exuded composure and an air of authority wherever she stood. Her short, black hair, black skirt, and the lace trim of her stockings peeking out from beneath it made it impossible for Steve to have any doubts. "Okay, darling, I'll always listen to you."

"Good, I'm so glad you're always so obedient." She smiled and lifted one foot, gently rubbing it against Steve's face. A strong smell of sweat immediately filled his nostrils. "Sorry, it seems I forgot to wash my feet today." “Tori said with a laugh. Suddenly, she gave a light kick, and Steve lay on his back on the bed.

Tori climbed onto the bed and straddled his chest, her two full, firm thighs pressing his arms underneath. Steve watched as his wife pulled her black lace panties aside, revealing her full, hairy vulva right in front of his face. “Open your mouth.” Tori nudged Steve’s chin with her vulva. Steve immediately opened his mouth, his tongue sticking out to lick his wife’s clitoris. This had always been Tori’s favorite thing. But this time was different.

A drop of liquid sprayed into Steve’s mouth, alerting him to something amiss. He was so shocked that he couldn’t be sure what was happening. A second drop landed in his mouth, this time without a problem. His wife was urinating into his mouth. A third drop of urine hit his throat directly, causing him to choke and try to spit it out.

“Drink it.” “Tori gave the order, and a stream of urine landed on his tongue. Steve was still too shocked to close his mouth.

“Ava told me it’s fun to pee in a man’s mouth, so I wanted to try it. You said you’d always listen to me, so you have to keep your word. Drink it!” Tori hissed softly, squeezing his arms with her legs.

Tori’s determined expression and resolute tone had always made it impossible for Steve to resist. He swallowed his wife’s warm urine almost instinctively. It wasn’t too strong, with a slightly salty taste. The urine flowed faster, turning into a joyful rivulet pouring into his mouth. Through the splashing urine, Steve saw Tori biting her lip, a flame of ecstasy burning in her eyes.

Despite Steve’s continued swallowing, the urine kept flowing in like a flood, and soon the golden stream was running down his chin. Tori giggled and began to sway her hips, aiming her urine at her husband's face. Steve felt the warm urine hit his face, a few drops splashing into his eyes, making them sting. But that wasn't enough; a stream of urine shot into his nostrils, making him cough violently. Tori was clearly doing it on purpose; she laughed until she finished, by which time Steve was almost suffocating. His face was wet and shiny, as if it had just been oiled, except this wasn't oil but his wife's golden nectar.

Tori grinned at her panting husband: "Don't worry, I'm saving some. After all, good wine shouldn't be drunk all at once; a glass after dinner tastes even better." Her smile even looked a little sinister, and Steve could only guess at her next move. The answer was obvious, but he couldn't believe it.

He could only helplessly watch as his wife leaned forward, presenting her round little bottom to his face. Tori grabbed her buttocks and forcefully spread them apart.

Steve looked at Tori's anus; its pink color and curled folds made it wriggle towards him like a rosebud, constantly wriggling. He knew what would happen next. His pride was urging him to kick Tori away, but another strange thought was preventing him from escaping, encouraging him to try something he had never done before—this very thought led him to drink his wife's urine. Was this just Steve's instinct these days?

Just as Steve was caught in a dilemma, the bud he had been staring at swelled up. Like a flower blooming, the beautiful anus opened and closed, only to open again quickly. After repeating this several times, as if making a decision, this time it didn't close. The bud kept opening, and a pointed tip appeared in Steve's sight. It was brown, slowly growing larger until it became like a short, thick ham hanging on his wife's anus.

"Open your mouth quickly," Tori urged him, while starting to spread her buttocks more forcefully. Steve opened his mouth; he didn't want to think about anything now, only to be at his beautiful wife's mercy. "Lick it with your tongue,"

his wife commanded. His tongue touched the tip of the feces, and his taste buds immediately felt bitter, but he still licked it gently, like he was licking ice cream as a child. His wife was giving him her specially made bitter, smelly, and dirty ice cream.

Tori groaned, and with a strain of her sphincter, she finally expelled a section of feces completely, which landed right in her husband's mouth. She turned her head, looking at Steve's mouth filled with her own excrement, and laughed happily: "Darling, chew it." Steve's mouth began to work busily, and after a while, Tori made him open his mouth, revealing a mouthful of paste-like feces. She laughed even more happily: "Darling, are you full? There's plenty more." As she spoke, her anus began to strain again, and another piece of feces poured into Steve's mouth, followed by more, pressing the previous feces directly into his throat.

Steve involuntarily and desperately swallowed his wife's excrement, but Tori had clearly prepared this dinner very thoroughly, making it impossible for him to keep up. Soon his mouth was full, a thick ring of feces piled up on his lips.

Tori looked back and frowned: "Darling, this won't do. Never mind, this is all you can digest the first time." Then she slightly raised her buttocks, aimed her anus at Steve's face, and expelled the last piece of feces. After she finished defecating, Tori sank down onto Steve's face, not only forcing the feces from her lips into his mouth but also completely covering him with the remaining excrement like a mask.

Steve was completely lost in the warm, sticky feces when his wife got up and took out a digital camera from the bedside table. A flash of white light captured Steve's face covered in feces, forever recording the moment. Tori giggled, "Now you know what Ava does? She's a dominatrix, she specifically targets men like you. She told me there are men in the world who are born to lick women's assholes, and my husband is one of them." Steve was silent for a moment, then said tremblingly, "Tori, I love you. Please don't insult me like this. Didn't you ever love me before?" Tori laughed, "Silly boy, I've always loved you because you've always been so obedient. Now I love you even more, you make me feel like a goddess. Every woman wants to be a man's goddess, doesn't she? So you'll never leave me. Whenever I tell you to eat shit, you'll obediently eat it, right?" Steve nodded obediently. He understood that he would always be Tori's slave, but he felt a sense of relief, as if he would never need to make decisions or take any responsibility again. This ease conquered him, and he even laughed. He was the man who loved his wife the most in the world.

Tori brandished the camera in her hand: "Ava taught me how to completely conquer you. I did it, and now it's time to report back to her."

"You're going to send her the photos! No!" Steve cried out in despair. How could he do that?

"No, not to her," Tori smiled mischievously again. "According to our agreement, after the training is successful, you should send these photos yourself. And… as payment, she'll use you personally once. But only once; afterwards, you'll still be mine."

Steve trembled. He knew what he was about to do, and the thought of being his wife's best friend's slave, even for just one day, was an immense humiliation. But thinking of Ava's beautiful face and slender figure, and the fact that such a beauty would spread her anus to defecate for him, Steve felt a vague excitement. So, he stood there, speechless.

[The End]

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