[Wife in Stockings Humiliated at Home] (The End) Author: veloga923

Author: veloga923
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When my husband called me home to open the door for the heating repairman, I had just been
scolded by my boss at work for a trivial matter, and

I was furious. The company that had been scheduled to fix the heating a week ago had finally arrived today, and they
only called my husband after arriving at my door, leaving us in a very passive position to take time off work and come home to open the door for them.

I raged on the phone with my husband, who could only meekly try to appease me, saying things like the repairman was
having a hard time too, they were all waiting at the door, and he was away on a business trip, so he had to trouble me with those kinds of nonsense. I
just chuckled coldly and hung up before he could finish.

I sat at my desk sulking for a while, then realized I couldn't just ignore it, so I
took time off work, drove home, and left.

As soon as I got upstairs and reached my front door, I saw two burly men in heating company uniforms smoking in front of my apartment.
Seeing me storming out of the elevator, they quickly threw away their cigarette butts and stood up.

The man with the buzz cut, who seemed to be in charge, said to me, "Madam, we're so sorry to have taken up your time.
We've been so busy. If your husband hadn't been away on a business trip, we wouldn't have bothered you."

The other man, bald, was also smiling apologetically.

I snorted coldly but didn't reply. I quickly walked past them in my high heels, opened
the door, and went inside. Without turning back, I said to them, "Get your own shoe covers. Keep your hands to yourself and don't mess up
my apartment. The broken heating pipe is in my bedroom. Fix it quickly, I have to go to work.

" The bald man, hearing my rudeness, stammered, "Madam, you…"

before the buzz cut interrupted him, "Yes, Madam, we'll be careful." He

then smiled and followed me into the apartment.

I was lifting one leg, clad in black stockings, to unbuckle the strap of my high heels, while he continued making small talk behind me.
"Madam, you really have a pair of sexy legs, and you know how to style them perfectly. Your stockings are the
sexiest . Your husband is so lucky."

Hearing his clearly flirtatious words, I turned around and glared at him angrily. "I'm warning you, if you keep acting
like this , I'll complain to your company! Get back to work, and then pack your things and leave."

"Alright, Madam, let me see your bedroom. We need to at least figure out where the problem is, right?"

The burly man with the buzz cut shrugged and walked straight into my bedroom.

I followed closely behind, the bald man with a shifty look on his face bringing up the rear.

Compared to this sleazy bald guy, I think the responsible buzz cut guy is practically an elegant gentleman. I don't even

need to turn around to know that the bald guy is looking at my plump black stockings thighs with my standard OL pencil skirt with

a lecherous look—I've seen this kind of look too many times in the company, and I've always known how to
use this attention to win some small benefits for myself. I unconsciously wanted to flirt a little with
the bald guy behind me who could only look but not touch me, so I swayed my waist as I walked, and I heard
the sound of the bald guy behind me swallowing his saliva.

"Hey madam, your heating issue is minor, we can fix it in half an hour,"

the burly man with the buzz cut said, standing up after carefully inspecting the radiator. "But I think you need my help

with something else." I asked, frowning. "Is there anything else I need...?"

He chuckled, his eyes narrowing as he looked at me. "Madam, you need to address
your marital . You see, there's only one pillow on the bed..."

My husband and I are both in the prime of our careers, so our schedules are very irregular. He
often stays up late to finish his work. My husband, feeling sorry for me, doesn't want to disturb my sleep, so he has
a bed in the bedroom where he sleeps most of the time.

Hearing the man's words, I felt a moment of disorientation, but then I realized that if what I'd heard before was just teasing,
this was blatant sexual harassment. Having been pampered since childhood and never experiencing such humiliation, I raised my
hand and slapped the buzz-cut man.

My hand was halfway there when the bald man behind me grabbed it. I struggled a few times, but the bald man holding my wrist
was as immovable as an iron gate. I angrily turned around to kick him, but he grabbed
my knee, causing me to lose my balance and lean against the bald man.

The burly man with the buzz cut behind me grabbed the middle of my shirt with both hands and pulled it with tremendous force. All
the buttons popped off like toys, and my D-cup breasts sprang out. My pure white bra was also
ripped off. This brutal attitude was completely different from how my husband treated me. From the first
time has always been such a gentleman, waiting for me to take off my clothes piece by piece, unhook
my bra, and press myself against him.

"You two perverts, let me go!"

Terrified, I was filled with the same disgust and fear as any man facing such a scene. "

This is a crime, you know? I'll call the police! You'll go to jail! Let me go and get out of here!
Scum!"

The burly man with the buzz cut, who was kneading my large breasts, smiled slightly. "Madam, for us, the prison cell is practically home."

He paused, then pinched my nipples with both fingers. "And I believe you won't call the police
."

Saying this, he pulled me onto the bed from behind, and... He then casually tossed aside my slippers,
grabbed my two black-stockinged feet, buried his face in the arches of my feet, and began to pant heavily
, muttering, "Brother Qiang, these are the most exciting stockinged feet I've ever played with. This slutty smell...
if even half as slutty, I would have fucked her so hard she couldn't get out of bed."

Hearing him compare me to prostitutes filled me with humiliation and anger. I frantically
twisted my legs to kick him, but he held my ankles firmly, stuck out his tongue, and began to suck on my stockinged toes—
yes, suck.

My husband is also a foot fetishist, but he only ever kisses or smells them lightly;
he's never even licked them. He's hinted that I should perform foot fetishes for him, but I've always refused with disgust. I tolerate his foot fetish
only because I love him, not because I actually enjoy this perverted sexual fetish. And now this rude bald man is
so despicably violating my stockinged feet. I struggle and yell, "Let go of my feet...you pervert!"
"You scumbag...you scoundrel, let me go! I'll call the police!"

The man called Brother Qiang just held me tightly from behind, his large hands fondling my breasts.
"Madam, your vocabulary is really lacking, and these few sentences don't add any fun."

I was stunned, not understanding what he meant by adding fun. He looked at me with his standard smile and said,
"It seems that you and your husband not only don't have a sex life, but even if you do, your sex life must be very boring,
right? You slut wearing black stockings, seducing two rough workers in your husband's bedroom."

Hearing this vulgar language that I had never heard before, my blood rushed to my brain, my groin,
every joint in my body, and all the strength I had just struggled with seemed to be drained away in an instant.

Sensing my change, the bald man chuckled, continuing to grip my stockinged feet with one hand while
pulling down his pants with the other, revealing his enormous, veiny penis—about 1.5 times the size of my husband's,
shockingly thick. I watched in horror as he dragged my stockinged feet toward his massive member. "Slut, now
let me fuck your little foot hole, your black-stockinged foot hole. I'm sure you'll serve my cock well,"

he said, shoving his enormous penis between my feet. Although... It stimulated my
vagina, but after the groundwork laid by him and Qiang Ge, the soles of my black-stockinged feet seemed to have become a symbol
of chastity. My slightly sticky, sweaty feet were like a slutty, overflowing vulva teasing him.
In Qiang Ge's arms, I murmured, "Husband...husband...I'm sorry...my feet have been
violated , my feet's virginity has been taken by these bastards...mmm...mmm..."

Qiang Ge laughed even more lewdly after hearing this, "That's more like it, you bitch, you've improved." "Soon, I believe
you will find happiness."

The lewd play under my feet continued, and the bald man's penis grew even larger under the stimulation of my silk stockings. My two
soles could hardly come together, but I subconsciously squeezed my feet together to prevent them from separating, which undoubtedly gave
the penis under my feet a huge stimulation. "Oh, you slut... and you said your slutty feet were being fucked for the first time, you are simply a
perfect foot prostitute..."

These words, whether a compliment or an insult, made me feel a fire rise in my heart. This is perhaps
the most instinctive reaction of every woman when she is appreciated. "Bullshit, you scum... let me go..."

I was still struggling, while the bald man laughed loudly. "Hahaha, you slut, I already
let go of your feet. You are the one who is actively playing with my penis."

I looked down in a panic and found that what he said was indeed true. This pervert's two hands were supporting him on the bed, while
my feet were tightly squeezed together, my toes were straightened, and my two arches formed a hole. The bald man was
thrusting and manipulating the hole that I had created in my feet.

Seeing this, I screamed and covered my eyes, burying my head in the sand like an ostrich, as if what
I couldn't see hadn't happened. But my two black-stockinged feet didn't retract, and he continued
to fuck them...

While I covered my eyes, I felt a finger touch my lips, slowly circling around
my lips It wasn't impatient, teasing the nerves around my lips. The most sensitive nerves around my mouth and feet
were being stimulated. Even without the touch, I knew that my vagina was already incredibly wet.

I heard Qiang Ge's voice in my ear, "Slut, open your mouth, open your mouth and eat."

I didn't have time to refute the term "slut." There were two voices talking inside my body. One voice
knew very well that as long as I let go and gave my body to these two thugs, I would experience an unprecedentedly huge
orgasm. The other voice still lingered in my heart, thinking of my beloved husband who was away in another city.

In a daze, I slightly opened my mouth, and those fingers quickly slipped inside.
After that brief moment of confusion, I immediately snapped back to reality, clenching my teeth tightly. The fingers could only helplessly
move back and forth outside my teeth. Qiang sighed and continued in my ear, "You really are a stubborn bitch… but you can't
lie to us. Look at yourself, in your bed with your husband, wearing only a suit skirt and black stockings,
having your foot acupoints manipulated by us, your breasts in my hands, look how swollen your nipples are…"

"...I can see your cunt's juices right here...Look at your hole, the juices are soaking into your stockings!
"

I frantically twisted my long hair. "Stop talking, stop talking, I beg you, please stop talking..."

The moment I opened my mouth, that finger was inserted, and I almost completely collapsed in that instant. My
vagina kept telling me that it needed a huge penis to satisfy it. This penis wasn't my husband's,
nor any of my previous boyfriends', but these two towering men in front of me
. It was as if a taut string in my brain had suddenly snapped. My tongue instantly wrapped around the inserted finger, and at the same time, a long-suppressed groan escaped
my throat .

This kind of sex is like a boulder rolling down a mountain; once it starts, it only gets faster and faster, nothing can
stop it. From the moment I opened my mouth, I completely resigned myself to my fate of being penetrated by these
two . My straightforward but long-suppressed personality
, after accepting this fate, made me completely open-minded. The
pleasure , instantly brought me to a significant climax.

My two stockinged feet were no longer passively receiving the bald man's thrusts; instead, they began to move back and forth,
constantly rubbing against the coronal sulcus under his glans. As a married woman, I knew all too well how to serve my man.

Baldy and Qiang Ge burst into laughter. "You filthy bitch, I knew you couldn't hold on after just one look at you.
But you're really shameless. We haven't even touched your cunt yet, and you've already surrendered. Do you think fucking your black-stockinged
feet will bring you to orgasm? Then you're truly a top-notch stockings prostitute."

Completely resigned to my fate, I showed no displeasure at their humiliation. Instead,
I spread my black-stockinged thighs wide in Qiang Ge's arms, sucking on his fingers while twisting my hips
towards Baldy, mumbling, "Give it to me... I can't take it anymore... I'm going to collapse
... Give me your cock..."

These obscene words, untaught, flowed naturally from my lips as if written in my blood. But
instead of the big cock I wanted, Qiang Ge released my breasts and tossed me onto the bed.
The bald man and I stood up, looking at me with serious expressions. "Madam, that would be rape, and we'd have to
go to jail. It's not worth it. We just wanted to play with you. We're leaving now."

Without hesitation, I crawled onto the floor, spread my legs wide, and knelt in front of them,
clutching my large breasts with both hands. "I won't call the police, you two sluts! Give me your
big dicks, I can't take it anymore!"

"Hahaha, Madam, you can't call us sluts. If we fuck you, wouldn't that be defiling your
body?"

I was almost crying, clinging to the bald man who had been playing with my stockinged feet, like an octopus
, murmuring, "Husband, darling, husband, my darling, give it to me. I'll wear your
favorite black stockings for you. My feet, stockings, and high heels are all yours. Husband, give them to me..."

"...

The bald man looked at Qiang Ge triumphantly and said, 'Hahaha, did you see that, Qiang Ge? This time, I won't hold back.
This slut still loves me more!'

Qiang Ge stood there, looking both annoyed and angry. 'Slut, what about me?'

I clung to the bald man, turned around, wrapped my arms around Qiang Ge's neck, opened my mouth near his ear, then closed it again.
After hesitating for a long time, I finally whispered in the lowest voice, 'Daddy...'

The bald man and Qiang Ge looked at me in disbelief. After I uttered that first word, I was
no shy. A huge..." Overwhelmed by shame and pleasure, I writhed on Qiang Ge in a seductive voice, saying,
"Daddy, Daddy, give your slutty daughter your big cock..."

Qiang Ge couldn't hold back any longer, growling as he threw me onto the bed, "Then I'll satisfy you, my stocking-clad
daughter !"

I groaned with joy, assuming the most degrading doggy-style position. At that
moment all I wanted was to please these two savage scumbags in the most degrading way, and that thought
almost brought me to another orgasm.

The instant I got into position, I felt my stockings being ripped open by a pair of large hands,
and a huge penis, bigger than the bald man's, almost penetrated to the deepest part of my cunt in one go, a place my
husband had never touched. "You slutty daughter, I didn't expect you to be so tight. I thought a slut like you
would have been fucked loose by now. Can your husband satisfy you?"

"Oh, my big cock Daddy... don't mention him..."

"Still thinking about him, you slut? Tell me, is he as good as Daddy?"

"Ah, Daddy~"

Qiang Ge was very dissatisfied with my last resistance. He glanced back at Baldy, who had somehow
found my peep-toe high heels and slipped them onto my black-stockinged feet, but wouldn't let me step on them properly. His big cock was probing the gap between
my feet and the shoes, while the toe area of the other shoe was in his mouth. His tongue swept back and forth across
the blackened part of the sole from being stepped on so often. After licking for a while, he said fiercely, "This bitch's slutty feet are so fucking amazing.
Whoever marries this slut will be wearing a green hat until they die without even knowing why."

"Hahaha, we're putting it on him right now!"

I moaned beneath them, "Please stop... Husband, ahh, I'm so sorry,
I'm so sorry! Your wife is being raped to orgasm in your bed, wearing your favorite stockings, being raped to orgasm, husband!
They've penetrated every place you couldn't reach! They've even penetrated your untouched foot holes! I'm
theirs now!"

The two men laughed loudly at my lewd words. Just then, Qiang's phone
rang . He picked it up, looked at it, and slapped me hard. "Hahaha, you slutty daughter, it's your husband."

"Ah, don't answer, don't answer!"

But Qiang Ge ignored me completely, forcefully thrusting into my pussy a few times before answering the phone. "Hey,
Brother Wu, it's Qiang Ge. Yeah, I've solved your heating problem. Oh, and your wife opened
the door for you when she got back. Thank you so much, sister-in-law. We're just here helping her with some other issues, hahaha.
Don't mention don't mention it. Brother Wu's business is my business. Hey, wait here, I'll give the phone to your wife, you can talk to her."

Meanwhile, I was being played with in my black stockings by the bald man and being interrogated by Qiang Ge. I trembled as I took the phone,
calmed myself down, and dared to speak into the phone. "Hello, honey, what's up?"

"Honey, is there anything else at home that Xiao Wu and the others need to take care of?"

"Oh, it's nothing, honey, it's just a little thing."

Hearing my lie, Qiang and the bald man vigorously manipulated me for a few moments. After playing with the shoes, the bald man
bent down took one of my toes into his mouth, beginning to lick it vigorously. His fingers
were forcefully probing between the other toes, as if he were raping my little foot.

"What is it? Is it serious? Maybe I should wait until I get back to help you,"

my persistent husband kept asking. My breathing was already ragged from this frenzied lewd play. "Honey,
umm, I'm afraid you can't help me with this. It'll have to be Qiang and the others."

At this moment, the restless bald man walked directly to my wardrobe and loudly asked, "Sister-in-law, hey,
where are your stockings?" My heart tightened. Even my usually oblivious husband realized something was wrong. "Wife
...what are they doing? Why are you asking about stockings..."

I knew I couldn't hide it any longer, and shut my mouth. With her eyes wide open and a seductive voice dripping with desire, she said, "Honey, the stockings are on
the second shelf of my wardrobe~ Whichever one you like, I'll bring it to you so you can wear~"

Then, into the phone, she said, "Darling, what do you need stockings for? Of course, you want your wife to wear them for them to see~
Not just see them~ but also get fucked~ fucked by your husband, fucked by A-Qiang, listen, A-Qiang is thrusting into your
darling ."

As she spoke, she moved the phone to our intertwined vulva, the splashing sounds making it clear to anyone
what we were doing. Then, she moved the phone back to her ear, listening to her husband's trembling voice,
"You...you..."

"What are you doing, honey? Haven't you picked out the stockings your wife wants you to play with yet? Don't rush, we'll choose one
at a time , we have plenty of time~"

Then he rushed to the phone again, "Your wife isn't yours anymore, she's been
conquered . Her cunt, her flower, her big tits, and even your favorite black stockings and sexy feet, they've all been
taken from her. Each one is better than you, more capable than you, and makes me happier than you. They've all given them to her, wife."
"I'll be their slave for life, their foot slave, wearing my favorite stockings and being played with by them,
hahahahahahahaha !"

And beneath my most lewd declaration, I heard my shocked, speechless husband's whimpering
voice on the phone. Behind me, Qiang Ge couldn't take it anymore and ravaged me relentlessly for a minute, shouting,
"I'm going to cum inside!"

I shamelessly swayed my hips in response, murmuring, "Cum inside, cum inside, I want to get
pregnant by you, to be fucked until I'm pregnant, to give birth to a bastard!"

Hearing my shameless response, a powerful surge of semen... I was continuously being ejaculated into, and
the hot semen scalded me to an unprecedented peak. I screamed hoarsely, "Ahhh, I'm being
fucked, I'm pregnant, I'm going to give Daddy a bastard child, give birth to a slutty daughter, and let Daddy play with me!" The bald man

grabbed my little slutty feet and asked, "What about me, you slut?"

I replied, "Oh, oh, oh, I'm going to be my husband's stocking foot prostitute for life, wearing all kinds of stockings for
him to play with, my black stockings turning white from being fucked by him, and wearing stockings with semen on them to work every day."

Stimulated by my shameless lewd words, the bald man also ejaculated hard onto my stocking slutty feet.

Panting heavily after my intense climax, I murmured to my husband, who was still on the phone, "I've been
conquered, I've given them everything... my hole... my feet... my breasts... my heart... everything... I've given it all to my two masters
... I'm their sex slave... their sex slave for life..."

My husband on the other end of the line didn't say a word, nor did he hang up. Listening to his
heavy breathing, based on my years of understanding him, I knew this was the kind of heavy breathing that comes
after .

Just then, I felt two huge penises press against my feet and my vagina.

I grinned foolishly and stuck out my tongue, starting to lick my phone screen. One huge penis entered me.

"Oh~ Master..."

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