Burn the Bastard Pt. 04

Final Punishment and Forgiveness

Thursday

I woke refreshed and ready for another hard day at work. I didn't dress before starting my coffee. June came out wearing one of my button down shirts. She rocked it. Her legs are long and lean and her breasts were tantalizing as they appeared and disappeared as she walked. Of course she didn't fully button up the shirt.

"I am pleased to see you dressing like you used to when you start coffee in the morning. I like the look."

"Well I am pleased to return the compliment. You look very enticing this morning."

She gave me a saucy grin and turned and flipped up the tail to let me see that she wasn't wearing panties. "Are you ready to tap this yet? You know all you have to do is say yes and this pussy and ass are yours to ravish."

There were still some red marks from Les's crop. I assumed June was still a little tender. I stepped close and caressed her perky cheeks. "While you do tempt me I will wait until tomorrow night when your punishment ends. We also still need to sign the post-nuptial agreement and I hope that is today or tomorrow. We should also receive the preliminary results of our blood tests today or tomorrow and that will give us greater peace of mind as we resume our physical relationship."

June gave me a pouting look and tried to appear upset with me but she had to agree that waiting wasn't that bad of an idea. I poured her a cup of coffee and we discussed plans for the day.

June led off. "I will not be available for lunch today. Les will be calling and letting me know what my duties are and I have to run a few errands. I have no idea when I will be done so I will be here when you get home. Remember that this is the second night of my punishment and I need you to witness all that Les will do to me." I agreed with her and wished her luck with her errands.

She went to shower and change while I headed off to the first work site. I had to shake my head. Why was I so willing to trust her again? What the hell was wrong with me? I had to mentally slap myself up side of my head with the reminder that she had repeatedly cheated on me with that asshole Pete. I had no real evidence she was continuing to cheat on me but I also had nothing to reassure my doubting mind that she wasn't cheating on me either.

With that disquieting thought I threw myself into the day's work. It was more of the same. I pulled wires for the electrical and electronic needs of two houses being built next to each other. It was a hot day and I was sweating in the attic of the newly insulated house. Damn it was hot up there. No air movement up in the attic made me sweat bullets. By late afternoon I was almost dizzy from the loss of fluids. I took a break at four and drank a huge amount of water.

Thankfully everyone wanted to knock off a little early since it was so hot. I relaxed on the site for a while before gathering my stuff and climbing into the truck for the trip home. I wasn't looking forward to the activities of the evening. I went straight home to see if I could endure the experience of June's second night of punishment. When I got there I was the first one there so I showered and changed to fresh clothing and drank a couple of glasses of lemonade then had a beer before June and Les showed up.

June immediately went to the kitchen and started supper. Les sat and whispered to me about how she generally wanted the evening to go. "First June will get dressed and then she will give you a massage after bringing you another beer. After that we will eat. What she doesn't know is that she will have to eat from a dog bowl on the floor. When we are finished and she has cleaned the kitchen I want her to come over to my house for some more work."

I nodded. Maybe I could grab a nap but, no, that wasn't happening. I had to observe all of the punishment. That was part of the agreement that June had extracted from me. She would suffer the punishment but I had to witness it all. God, I was tired.

We made it through supper and then I fell asleep while June gave me a shoulder massage. Lest I forget, I have to describe her outfit for the evening. I had thought she would have to wear the same body suit from Wednesday night but I was mistaken.

Les had her dressed up in kind of a schoolgirl outfit. First was the top. It was one of my short sleeve button shirts. There was only one button actually buttoned though. It was the one just below her breasts. The tails were tied under that button. It was obvious she didn't have a bra on as the shirt gaped and gave tantalizing glimpses of her boobs. There was something else but I couldn't see very well for a while. Finally, after she made a mess eating her food from a new dog dish on the floor, and yes, even drinking from another bowl, I could see she had some kind of jewelry attached to her nipple.

It was kind of a clip that pinched her nipple a little so it could stay attached to her with rhinestones dangling off the end. The clips made her nipples very erect and I suppose they were rubbing against the material of the shirt, which didn't hurt.

Then came the skirt. It was the stereotypical plaid mini-skirt with pleats that swished as she turned and gave glimpses of her upper thigh. She also had thigh high white stockings on that made her look innocent while at the same time very fuckable. No heels this time, just some slides that let her stocking clad toes show.

After June made a mess of the floor Les made her get down on her hands and knees and scrub the kitchen until the tile had a serious shine. When she stood up Les made her stand with her feet apart and then we could see her bald pussy reflected in the tile. Les made some very suggestive remarks about how fuckable she looked. June blushed but kept quiet. She looked hopefully at me. I suppose she wanted me to tell her how desirable she looked but I tried to keep my countenance very stoic and didn't say a word.

June kind of deflated when she saw no outward response from me.

Les went over to June as she maintained her pose. "You know, I think I should move this from your nipple and put it on your clit. Is your clitoris big enough to handle some jewelry?"

June shook her head and kept looking at me for support.

"Now, Slave, don't shake your head at me. I think I need to see for myself if you can handle some jewelry." Les pulled June's shirt open and removed one of the nipple ornaments.

She gave June a sharp slap on her ass. "Now bend over, Slave and spread those lips for me." She gave June another slap on the ass, this time a little harder, when June failed to immediately bend over the table.

June blushed as she bent over the table and then reached between her legs and spread her cunt lips apart. Les tittered at June's embarrassment and then felt for her clit. June doesn't have a large clit, even when aroused it is only the size of a pea. Les knows her female anatomy though and soon had manipulated June's nether region until June was panting a little. Les ran a single finger into June's vagina and declared it to be "a sloppy mess". June's face got even redder.

Les then slid the nipple jewelry around June's clit. The piece of costume jewelry must have been made of some kind of spring material as it clung to that pea sized bit of nerve endings. June let out a small squeal as it pinched her but she didn't jump or twitch so it must not have hurt very much.

Les then slid her finger in June's pussy again before allowing her slave to stand once again. Les made sure that June watched as she sucked the juice off her finger. I didn't think June could actually get that shade of red but she almost glowed right then. I almost made a comment that she could lead Santa's sleigh if Rudolf was ill but I managed to keep my comment to myself and tried to keep my face impassive.

June looked uncomfortable with the jewelry pinching her clit but she managed to stand upright and pasted her slave look back on her face. Les beckoned and they headed for the door to walk to Les's house. I trailed along as I was required to watch all of June's punishment.

At Les's house June was made to clean the living room without stopping. Of course she didn't do it to Les's standards so a paddling occurred. June was then told to clean Les's bedroom including changing the sheets and washing them. Les made June sniff the middle of the sheet to see if they were fresh before washing. From the expression on June's face, they weren't. June was then made to lick the sheet. I thought she was going to gag.

That one almost got a smile from me. Les certainly grinned. Of course Les then got serious and gave June a couple of quick swats with the crop to get her going again. After June was done then Les critiqued June's efforts and then administered some more swats from the crop. She was very careful to not inflict bodily harm as June's ass was still striped from the night before.

With that the evening was over except for the trip home. It was only a few houses and well after dark but June was showing some trepidation about walking home when Les made her take off her shirt and walk topless home. I trailed behind a couple of steps so that she had no shielding from any prying eyes.

We made it without incident. June immediately turned and grabbed me in a ferocious bear hug. She couldn't speak for a few moments as her tears soaked my shirt. When she was in control again she stayed close as she held me but raised her tear-stained face. "My God, Mike, I almost puked when she made me lick her sheet. How do I go through with this tomorrow?"

"I hate to beat a dead horse but it is on you to say 'yes or no' to tomorrow. I doubt Les will think any less of you if you call this whole thing off now and we get back to working on our marriage."

We sat and talked quietly for some time before heading to our respective bedrooms for sleep. June wanted me to share a bed but I told her that it could wait another night. She offered oral sex for me but I was beat and declined the offer. Watching my wife be disciplined didn't turn me on anyhow.

I know I slept well and I got up and made coffee in the nude again. June also rose early and greeted me with tantalizing glimpses of her breasts. Her top was short enough that she turned and bent over to show me that she still had the piece of jewelry on her clit. When I gave her my Spock impression of a raised eyebrow she blushed and admitted that she had removed the clips from her nipple and clit last night but put them on again this morning just to see how I would react. I made my poker face at her again and she seemed disappointed.

The morning work was uneventful. I met with June at her old employers so we could look at the post-nuptial agreement and sign it. When we got home after work we found that the blood tests had come back negative. Now we only needed June to decide if she was going through the last of her punishment.

She paced and thought and paced some more. She tried to get me to tell her what to do but I was adamant that she needed to make this decision without my input or influence.

Finally it was time to put up or shut up. Les called to see what the final decision was to be. June stood very rigid and told Les to come over and do her damnedest.

Les arrived a few minutes later with a friend. She introduced Mary Cherry to us. Mary was a nice looking girl with short cropped hair. She was to portray June in the evening's performance. June was to portray Pete and Les would portray me. I was sent on an errand to last an hour so they could get fully set up.

When I got back there was a strange car in the driveway. I parked alongside it and went inside to see who might be visiting. I was amazed and dismayed when I found out who it was.

Sitting there in my bedroom, the same room I had punched and raped the asshole, was Pete and his wife Stacey. Pete, though, was occupying June's vanity stool and was tied similarly to the way I had tied June that fateful Monday. Pete was also nude, I may add, and had a ball gag in his mouth. He didn't look very happy.

I looked over at Les for an explanation of why asshole was present. She did at least seem a little embarrassed as she tried to explain. "As I thought about this punishment I couldn't help but think that June's partner in crime was getting off a little light here. Yes, his wife had punished him but I don't think he had been punished as much as June was enduring so I got his number from June and Stacey was kind enough to bring him."

She stopped speaking for a moment and directed me to look at Pete's cock and balls. "Now most men will get aroused watching women have sex together but I don't think Mr. Prescott will get much enjoyment out of the night's entertainment with this on." She pointed to a wicked looking device attached to his cock and surrounding his balls. "There are tiny spikes inside the cage so if he starts to get aroused he will immediately find that pain is his reward."

Stacey was sitting in a chair behind my nemesis and she spoke up next. "You will also notice that there is a wire behind him. I placed a vibrating egg in his well used ass and will give him stimulation at times." She also showed me some nipple clamps from behind him and gestured that he might also get clamped sometime tonight. "I also told him that if he makes any kind of fuss we will put him on the bed and you will fuck his worthless ass again like the first time."

Pete seemed to be begging me with his eyes to not do that again so I decided to heap a little shit on his head. "Why, Pete, you son-of-a-gun, I wondered if you were going to come back for a second round of my Beta cock in your Alpha ass. I guess you couldn't stay away now, could you?" I started to unzip my jeans. "Want a little something to suck on while the rest of the play is going on?"

He violently shook his head but suddenly froze as Stacey played with the controls. He yelped a little even with the gag in as the stimulation must have given him a little bit of arousal. Stacey grinned. "I haven't let him orgasm for about a week and usually his orgasm now revolves around something in his ass."

She reached around and played with his nipple as she gave him another stimulation with the vibrator. He almost screamed. "He also likes me to play with his nipples now. He admitted that playing with his nipples sends a jolt right to his cock." She giggled.

I looked away before I started to feel badly for the shithead. I had to remind myself that this was the man who fucked my wife and planned on fucking me.

There was another chair that I assumed was for me. I sat down to wait for the performance to begin. As I looked around I saw the camera was set up in just about the same position that fucking Monday and the still camera was sitting on the dresser.

Les became the master of ceremonies for the moment. "We are all here and ready. From extensive talking with June, I have scripted out this punishment and will try to remain true to the original episode in Mike and June's life. Mary will play the part of June, June will play the part of Pete, and I will play Mike's part. There will be some deviation from the actual events to heighten June's punishment but I believe we will capture the full gist of the events the day Mike came home and found his other half giving herself to another man."

She paused and looked directly at me. "I hope you can stay seated and not interfere. June has been worried that you will not be able to handle some of the performance. If you find you cannot remain seated then I ask that you leave the room until we are done."

I reluctantly nodded. I looked at the bedside table and arched my eyebrow. Les smiled. "No, the gun is not there. We moved it so that it could not be involved in any way tonight."

I nodded again.

Les clapped her hands and said loudly, "Now we begin."

With that the bedroom door opened and Mary came in with June and said, "Pete, I really want to fuck you today. I need you in my ass. Come on and get naked so we can play."

June/Pete seemed very reluctant in her role and constantly looked at me before speaking. "Yes, Slut, take my clothes off for me so I can pound my big cock into your tight little ass." She tried to laugh but failed and choked back a sob instead. "I find it quite satisfying that I am getting to fuck your tight little ass and your clueless cuck of a husband never gets the same privilege."

I know she was just trying to recreate the events of that Monday but the statement coming from her mouth was like a stab in the chest. I had to look away for a moment.

The two women stopped right in front of me, Pete, and Stacey. Mary pulled June/Pete down and gave her a scorching kiss. June resisted a little before getting a swat on the ass from Les. Les whispered, "Do this right, Bitch, just like you promised." June/Pete then gave in with a sob and kissed Mary.

June/Pete wasn't wearing a bra under her men's shirt so Mary made quick work of stripping the shirt off. June/Pete then pulled Mary's blouse over her head and quickly removed her bra. June/Pete then hesitated a moment before massaging Mary's nicely formed breasts. "I love your tits, Baby. I love to suck them."

June/Pete hesitated again but, just as Les was ready to inflict a swat on the ass, bent and sucked Mary's nipples as she squeezed the breasts. "Yes, Baby, I love how your nipples stand up so tall for me. I bet your husband can't get them to do that, can he?"

"No, Lover, he can't compare to you. Now let me get your jeans off so I can play with your cock."

June/Pete looked over at me with an apologetic look on her face. I was struggling a little with the blatant disrespect she had shown me but was heartened by the fact she was having such a hard time even reciting her lines tonight.

The loose jeans were soon undone and pulled down. There was an average sized dildo hanging from a harness around her hips. Mary dropped to her knees and inhaled the fake cock. She slurped and sucked for a bit then pulled it from her mouth and slapped her own face with it. "I love your cock, Baby. It is so big."

June/Pete gave out a small sob. "Is it bigger than your needle-dicked husband?"

"Oh, yes, Baby, there is no comparison. His cock is so small and never gets hard like this. I don't even feel him when he is in my pussy."

Mary went back to sucking June/Pete's fake cock. June/Pete sobbed some more before breaking role and talking directly to me. "I am so sorry, Mike. I didn't mean it. I was so stupid. Please forgive me."

I was gritting my teeth to keep from yelling. If this was real and how her interludes with fuckface went then she was beyond disrespect. She was guilty of trying to fully emasculate me and I think she realized what she had done.

I guess my poker face failed then as June fully broke from her play acting. She jerked her strap-on out of Mary's mouth and dropped to her knees in front of me. "Please, Baby, believe me when I say that I am so mortified that I ever said anything like that at any time. Some of it was just to pump up Pete's ego and some was from the toxic atmosphere at work." She kissed my knees and cried. Everyone just stopped and watched.

I looked over and Pete had his head down. I have no idea what that fuckhead was thinking. The look on Stacey's face was stormy at best. She slapped her husband on the back of the head. "You really made her say that kind of bull shit? Is that what makes you feel like a big man? No wonder you like cock in your ass. If you don't make absolute real changes and damned fucking fast you will be standing on a corner with a fucking tin cup in your hand. You need to grow up you little shit."

Pete just nodded and then made a strangled sound again as Stacey hit the button for the vibrator.

She kept it going for a full minute or so. Pete's noises became kind of pained as his cock must have wanted to respond but couldn't due to the tiny spikes in his cage. His pelvis worked back and forth, I suppose so he could try to stop the vibrations, but he couldn't stop the sensations emanating from his ass.