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One Side of the Conversation

By

Nessus

FD CB Mast Humil
Part One


Darling, stop that and come over here for a moment. We need to have a little talk.  I know I told you to wash my clothes but you can finish that later. Sit here next to me.

Im sorry, darling, I know I shouldnt giggle but it does feel strange with you naked except for your little chastity belt thing while Im fully dressed.  You think I would be used to it by now but, there you go.

Darling, I have some good news and some news you may take rather badly. Dont interrupt. I would think you wouldnt want to get me angry, darling. You should know better. Well, I should think you would want to apologise. Now, stop kissing my feet and sit back here.

Now, I think its been about six weeks since I let you milk yourself. What? Its been ten weeks? My, how time slips away. No darling, I wasnt trying to punish you, I didnt realise it was so long. I do have other things on my mind, you know Martin can be demanding. Dont pout, darling, Martin is very good to me and not many women my age have such a young attentive lover.

I find these tantrums of yours very irritating. You know this is your entire fault! You were the one caught embezzling, not me! And Martin was obviously attracted to me and thats why he proposed the arrangement. You could have refused, darling, prison can be quite acceptable these days. It was your decision and your complaining just gets me upset. Dont keep apologising, my feet are getting wet from your drool. Sit up here on the sofa.

 Anyway, you remember Natalie, that nice lady doctor down at Croydon? I explained what had happened and she said males should not go for extended times without milking as its bad for the prostate or something.

Why shouldnt I tell her? Its not a secret is it? Its just a chastity belt, for Gods sake! I dont care how embarrassing it is for you. Can I finish? All right, get back on the sofa and there is no need to start kissing my feet the moment I raise my voice. This is the good news. She said you should get milked at least once a month.

I know you said that, I just didnt believe you!. We both know you would tell me anything so you could get to play with that little thing of yours. Im sorry, darling, but compared to Martin it is little. Dont be so sensitive. 

Thats not true, I didnt know that when I married you. We both know I had nothing to compare it to and now Martin says his is just normal size so we both know yours must be tiny. Its really not important any more so can we forget it and move on? So, Ive decided you should be milked at least once every four weeks and you can circle the day on the calendar in the kitchen so I wont forget and youll have something to look forward to. Now, thats the good news. The questions is, how should you be milked?

Darling, that is out of the question and it upsets me that you would suggest it. You should know better! You know Martin said I wasnt to touch any other cock than his and, frankly, I dont want to touch any others. His is enough for me and I just cant keep my hands off it. Anyway, jog my memory, darling, how did we milk you last time?

I remember now. I know I shouldnt laugh but it was funny. You milked yourself while I let you look at my pussy. You had this funny look on your face as you stared at it and pulled at your little thing.  I suppose that was nice for you as you dont get to see much of my pussy any more.

I think you are being spiteful. I dont flaunt myself to make things difficult for you. We are husband and wife and I just forgot to wear my dressing gown after a bath. I did have a little giggle at that pained look you get on your face. Anyway, that won't happen again.

I know you like to look at me but this is the bad news. Martin doesnt like anyone looking at me except him so Ive agreed not to show myself to you again. Im sorry, darling, but you dont get to see my breasts or my pussy again. I know it will be difficult for you but I must be fair to Martin.

Im shocked!  You are my husband, why would I let you look at another womans pussy while you milk? That is completely out of the question.

I said its out of the question. Dont get me angry! Natalie tells me I can just milk your prostate with the chastity belt on by using my finger up your bottom and you wont feel a thing! Apparently, it just dribbles out.

Stop kissing my foot, darling. I dont think Ill do it that way, not yet anyway. Im going to let you milk yourself, darling, can you get the handcuffs?

You shouldnt run like that in the house, you nearly knocked over Aunt Georginas vase. Yes, I can see youve got the handcuffs, lock your ankle to the sofa. Hurry up, I have to be at Martins in half an hour and I dont want to keep him waiting.

Good boy. Heres the key to the chastity thing.

Im sorry, darling, I know I shouldnt laugh but it is small compared to Martins. Its not your fault and I know nature can be cruel. Dont get upset. You can milk yourself now, darling and I have a little present for you. Here you are, a pair of my panties, the pink ones you used to love.

Yes, Ive been wearing them. You dont think I would give you clean ones to mess up, do you? Ooh how disgusting, darling, smelling them like that. You really are desperate, arent you? Now, promise me you wont tell Martin. I know hell get upset if he finds out youve been playing with yourself in my panties.

Well, that was quick, darling. Martin takes forever and I use my mouth with him. You are so fast with just your own hand. A few rubs, a little spurt and its all over until next month.  Lock the chastity thing on and Ill give you the key to the handcuffs.

Darling, why ever are you crying? Dont you like married life?



Part Two

Darling, what are you doing down here in the kitchen? Martin does not like you in the house when hes here. Lucky I put my dressing gown on before I came down, you know he doesnt want you to see me naked.

I know its cold in the garage but thats the way it is and youre not allowed to wear clothes when youre at home, just the chastity belt thing. Martin will get very upset if he finds you down here. Lucky for you hes asleep after fucking me three times. I honestly dont know where he gets the energy.

Darling, I know I never used to use language like that but Martin likes me to use it and, I must admit, I find it exciting. You should hear the two of us.

Dont be ridiculous, dear. Were not trying to turn you into a dog just because you have to sleep in the garage when Martin is here. Theres a little mattress out there for you and a blanket so you can sleep while waiting for Martin to finish with me.

Youre getting me angry going on about this dog thing! All right, I did put a dog collar on you and locked it with a padlock but thats just Martins little joke. You know I have to do what he says and he thought it would be funny.

I cant unlock it, dear, Martin took the key. He was laughing when he took it and then he fucked me doggie style, calling me his little bitch while I went woof woof. Goodness, he makes me feel wonderful.

Enjoying this? How can you say that! Im making the best of it, the best of an unusual situation, and you should do the same. Its your entire fault; no one made you steal that money and you could have chosen to go to prison. Anyway, thats water under the bridge now. Why are you doing sneaking in here after midnight?

To see me? Why? Gracious, is it four weeks all ready? Let me look at the calendar. Well, look at that, theres a red circle around todays date.

I know I said a milking every four weeks but Ive been so busy today. Cant it wait until tomorrow? One day surely wont make a difference.

Dont whine, darling, its so annoying. Oh all right! Get your handcuffs out of the drawer there and go back to the garage. Put them on while Ill sneak upstairs to get the key

I know I took ages, darling, but Martin started to wake up and so I had to suck him off to get him back to sleep. It takes so long to get him to come. It is cold out here, isnt it? Good, youve locked your ankle to the bumper bar of the car. Now, heres the key to the chastity thing.

Look, I will get very cross if you keep trying to look up my dressing gown! Remember, Doctor Natalie said I dont have to take the chastity thing off to milk you!

Thats better.  So you should apologise, too. Now, stop kissing my slippers and take the thing off so we can get on with it, its cold here.

I was not laughing. It was just a little smile. Can you blame me? Ive just spent an hour slurping on Martins cock and now I see your tiny thing. Is it hard yet? Oh, it is? Im sorry but it is difficult to tell.

I dont know why you keep on asking! I cant touch you; Martin will simply not allow it. No, I dont have any of my panties. Martin and I were having a little giggle about things and I told him how you milked yourself in my panties. He got very cross and I promised that I wouldnt let you use my undies again.

We dont laugh about you at all. Goodness, you are so paranoid! Look, cant you just use your hand? Its not rocket science, you just wank off and its over.

I can understand you want it to be special. Silly me thought only having it once a month would make it special. Let me see I put some old clothes out here to send down to the goodwill. Here we are, an old white half-slip; all satin and smooth.

Yes, you can use it. I dont wear it any more so away you go. My, it is cold in here.

Youve finished? I must admit I missed it, you were so quick. Put the chastity thing back on and give me the key. Thank you, darling. Was that good for you? Just another four weeks to go.

Bother, I forgot to bring the handcuff key. Well, Im not coming out here again so youll have to wait until the morning. Hope I remember and dont drive off with you still handcuffed to the bumper bar. That would be a sight, wouldnt it? Old Mrs Whitehead next door would have a heart attack.

Good night, dear. Snuggle down in your blanket and you can keep the slip to remember your little moment of passion. I have to get back it, Martin is probably ready again.

Goodness, I dont know why you have to have a little cry after you get to spurt. I must say youre becoming very strange these days, dear. Goodnight.


Part Three

Darling, youve done a very good job on the kitchen floor except for that spot there. Give it a good scrub, please. And don't think I can't tell youre trying to look up my skirt! Ill get very cross if you keep that up.

Apology accepted, now stop kissing my feet and scrub that mark on the floor while I make a pot of tea. The rain just keeps coming down and the whole garden is soaked.

 I wasnt laughing, dear, but your bare bottom does wiggle when you scrub, like a jelly on a plate. You know Im not allowed to give you clothes when youre home and you can only dress when you go to work. Martin is very strict on that.

Theres nothing like a cup of tea and I needed one to wake me up. As you know darling, Martin took me to a restaurant for nice dinner and when we came back, he didnt let me get a lot of sleep. He can be such a animal and I love it.  He couldnt even wait until we got home and made me suck him off in the restaurant car park but he was ready to go again when we got home. Hes got so much energy.

Yes, I know what day it is, darling. I can see the red circle on the calendar. Hard to believe its been four weeks since your last little spurt in the garage.

In a minute, just let me finish my cup of tea. Why dont you get your handcuffs, darling?

Ive told you so many times about running in the house. Im going to get very angry if it happens again and health problems or not, you wont get any relief for eight weeks.

Stop kissing my feet, darling, I dont want to spill my cup of tea. Now, were going to do it a little differently this time. I thought that would spark you up. I want you to handcuff your hands around the table leg, dear.

I know you wont be able to use your hands. No, not that way, dear,  put your hands in front so youre kneeling. Thats a good boy.

Darling, Im afraid I have some bad news for you. And stop trying to look up my skirt! As I was saying, I have some bad news and you wont like it but we cant do anything about it. Martin has taken the key to your chastity belt thing.

Im sure its his idea of a joke as he knew your milking was coming up. Of course I told him, I tell him everything. Anyway, he insisted on taking it and you know I cant deny him anything.

Theres the doorbell. Dont look so frightened, darling, no ones going to hurt you. Its not Martin, hes away on business today. Ill answer the door.

Darling, you remember Natalie? Shes the doctor who told me it was important to milk you once a month at least. Dont look so embarrassed, darling, shes a doctor, for goodness sakes.

Youll have to explain this to me again, Natalie. Im not sure I understand how this is supposed to work.

So you massage the prostate and he spurts?

I see, it dribbles rather than spurts and hes doesnt feel anything, not a thing? Thats a pity, darling but, never mind, nothing we can do about it and your health is more important.

Lean forward, dear and push your bottom in the air so the doctor can get at it. No, I dont want to do it, Natalie; Martin doesnt want me to touch him at all. You dont mind doing it? Youre a dear, thank you.

I shouldnt laugh but it does look funny when you grease his bottom like that. Oh, your finger just slid right in, just like that. Those gloves are not like the rubber ones I use for washing up. Theyre special latex ones, like for surgery on the tele?

Gracious me, look at that! The sticky stuff is just dribbling out. Darling, look at your mess coming out of your little thing and with the chastity belt still on. Did you feel it, dear? No? What a shame, well, never mind.

Thank you Natalie, youve been so good to pop around like that and do it. Its important for his health so I appreciate it. Could you come around next month if Martin hasnt grown tired of his little joke? Thank you and Ill see you out.

Well, that was easy, wasnt darling. Next time we wont even have to handcuff you so think of the time well save. Heres the key to the handcuffs and you might clean up that little pool of your mess on the floor.

Darling, why the tears? Nobody cries when they see the doctor, especially for a little thing like that. Now, get on with the cleaning.


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