Secretary's Wife's Humiliation Diary – A Trip to Macau

Macau Trip
Ever since I helped Michael sign the contract with Mr. Yang, every two or three months, he would use me—or rather, use my body—to complete the transaction, and I would earn what I wanted—money.
Although my husband's business is still not doing well, I can now buy my favorite designer handbags and have delicious executive lunches at upscale restaurants.
One day, Michael asked me to accompany him to Macau on a business trip. Although I knew in my heart that this wouldn't be a simple business trip, I still agreed under duress and enticement. But I never expected Michael to treat me like this...
He handed me several bags and told me to wear them to the pier the next day. I opened the bags and saw that, besides the sexy lingerie, there was a designer mini dress with an overlapping design at the chest, and a pair of over-the-knee boots with heels over 5 inches high and a close-fitting design. The undershirt was a t-back, which I've always disliked. I tried wearing one once, and it was so uncomfortable that I never wore it again. The bra was the kind designed specifically for wearing low-cut and backless tops.
I was staring at the bag of things, wondering what to do with it. If I took it home, my husband would definitely find it, and I wouldn't know how to explain it to him. Suddenly, I remembered that there was a large locker at my yoga studio, so I put the bags of things in the locker before going home.
On the day I set off for Macau, I went to the clubhouse early in the morning and did a yoga session and took a shower. I put on the underwear, close-fitting dress and pair of long boots that Michael gave me. Since the boots are designed to fit my feet, the size is half a size smaller than what I usually wear. It took a lot of hard work to put them on. When I looked in the mirror, I was shocked. Most of my cleavage was exposed, and the hem of the skirt only just covered my patty. It was as if he had become another person. Even the receptionist at the club asked me why I was so sexy, so I just smiled and said I would go to ball tonight.
Because the boots are designed to be above the knee, the shoes are narrow, and the height is high. After wearing them, I almost couldn’t even walk. Moreover, with such a sexy outfit, I would definitely be pointed at and talked about on the street, so I decided to take a taxi to the pier.
On the bus, I noticed the taxi driver kept glancing at me through the rearview mirror. There was one in the upper right corner, and I'm sure he could see my entire thigh. I subconsciously tugged at the hem of my skirt, but it was too short, and it was a one-piece design. When I pulled the hem, a large portion of my chest was exposed. It was a case of being able to take care of the lower body but not the upper body.
I arrived at the Hong Kong and Macau pier on time, but I couldn't see Michael. I waited for a long time at the pier. During this period, people kept looking at me strangely. What was even more outrageous was that several men came over to ask about the price. I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen at the Hong Kong and Macau pier! Suddenly I felt like a prostitute on the street.
Michael finally showed up, and he even asked me how I answered those men earlier. It turned out he had been there all along! He had just been watching from afar as I was humiliated.
At first, I thought we were going to Macau by boat, but it turns out Michael had chartered a helicopter. It was my first time in a helicopter, and it was incredibly exciting. But what happened on board was even more thrilling and unforgettable!
Once on the plane, Michael took a small thing out of his bag, and at first I didn't know what it was. He pulled up my skirt, reached inside, slightly pulled open my t-back underwear, spread my labia, and then quickly inserted it into my vagina. I was startled.
I asked him what it was, and he replied, "You'll find out soon enough."
Then I felt something in my vagina vibrating continuously, and it vibrated faster and faster. It turned out that he inserted a vibrating egg into my vagina! I said to him: "Pick him out quickly!"
Michael: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Me: "I feel uncomfortable!"
I tried to reach under my skirt and take the vibrating egg out myself. Michael immediately tied my hands behind my back. At that moment, I could only let the vibrating egg vibrate violently inside my body.
My husband once wanted to buy me a vibrating egg, saying it would enhance the pleasure of sex. But after I scolded him for being a pervert, he gave up the idea. I never imagined that a man other than my husband would insert it into my vagina.
I kept twisting my lower body and contracting my vagina, hoping to force the vibrating egg out, but I unconsciously entered a state of ecstasy. I didn't even know that the helicopter had arrived in Macau.
After Michael untied me, I needed his help to get off the machine smoothly. Firstly, the boots were too high, and secondly, the vibrating egg was still inside my vagina, making it difficult for me to move. In addition, I felt a little dizzy.
Upon arriving in Macau, Michael took me to a high-end Portuguese restaurant for lunch. The restaurant wasn't very crowded, and as soon as we entered, my sexy attire and tall stature immediately made me the center of attention. The vibrating egg still inside me made me extremely uncomfortable. We were seated in a more central location, with several other tables of diners nearby.
After ordering, Michael shifted his gaze to my chest and asked, "Do you have that bra?"
I answered, "Yes!"
michael: "show to see."
I immediately remembered a scene from a movie I had watched. I also remembered that my husband once asked me if I would do this if I were the heroine. I answered my husband with certainty at that time, absolutely not!
But when it really happened, I...
I answered Michael with an affirmative look: "Ignore the line! I will never do that! You are delusional!"
Michael: "OK!"
Then I felt the vibrating egg inside my vagina, the vibration frequency increasing continuously. This made me break out in a cold sweat.
I gasped and called to Michael: "Stop it!"
Michael: "Would you like to show it to me? I haven't stopped it yet!"
Me: "You're despicable!"
So that's why Michael bought me this dress. Actually, all I had to do was gently lift the fabric at the chest, and my entire bra would be revealed to him.
This is too much! That vibrating egg is vibrating faster and faster, I really can't take it anymore!
I finally gave in. I quickly uncovered the cloth on my left chest and said to him, "You can see it!"
michael: "Sorry, it's too fast, I can't see it."
Me: "You..."
I had to do it again, but this time, after I uncovered it, I didn't let go immediately.
Me: "I saw it!"
I noticed that everyone around me was looking at me. Just then, the waiter brought over our food, and he was also stunned by my actions.
michael: "That bra looks great on you. It looks so pretty on you."
Me: "Have you seen enough?!"
Michael: "OK!"
Michael turned down the vibrating egg's frequency, but it was still vibrating. I felt my entire underwear was wet. I couldn't taste lunch at all.
After lunch, we went to check in at the Westin Hotel. This was my first time there, and the hotel was really beautiful and grand!
The front desk clerk kept looking me up and down, and I felt like I really looked like a "chicken." In fact, what I am doing now is no different from that of a prostitute. Thinking of this, I wanted to shout out. For some reason, I suddenly held Michael's hand tightly and moved my body closer to him. Maybe this could give me a little sense of security, or maybe, I think others thought we were a couple or a couple.
As soon as we entered the room, Michael said to me, "I have to be patient and wait until I vent my fear."
He pushed me onto the bed and frantically stripped off my dress, bra, and undershirt, then quickly pulled the vibrating egg out of my vagina.
When the vibrating egg was pulled out, I involuntarily let out a cry. Finally, I could be free from the torment of that vibrating egg. Just when I thought I could breathe a sigh of relief, a thick penis was being inserted into my vagina—a penis that was both familiar and strange to me!
Michael thrust wildly, driving me to the brink of ecstasy. My vagina made constant squelching sounds.
Suddenly my cell phone rang. Michael handed it to me and then continued his thrusting.
It was my husband calling, and my heart suddenly raced.
The husband asked, "Honey, have we arrived in Macau yet?"
I gasped and replied, "We're here!"
Husband: "Why are you breathing so quickly?"
I nervously replied, "I need to hurry up and get to the meeting!"
Husband: "Have you eaten yet?"
The husband sent a series of greetings and concerns...
While Michael's penis was constantly going in and out of my vagina, my husband was constantly whispering sweet nothings to me.
But I couldn't hear a word of my husband's sweet talk. The stimulation from my lower body made it impossible for me to concentrate on talking to him on the phone. All I could think about was that he would hang up quickly so as not to give himself away.
I stole a glance at Michael; he gave me a sly smile and continued to increase the force of his thrusts. I really couldn't hold back any longer; I was about to let out those lewd moans!
I gasped and said to my husband, "I have a meeting! I'll call you later."
As soon as I hung up, I involuntarily let out a moaning sound, and soon after, Michael ejaculated inside me!
Michael rested on top of me, his erect penis still inside me, until after a while it softened and slowly withdrew. He turned over, told me to take a shower, and handed me a bag, instructing me to wear my undershirt after showering and to put on heavy makeup. He said it was because we were attending a grand banquet that night.

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