Louise burst into the living room, her chest heaving with anger. Ray, her husband of twenty years, sat on the sofa, looking like a deer caught in headlights.
"What the hell is this?" Louise demanded, throwing a folder onto Ray's lap. He flinched at the sudden movement, but made no move to open it.
"I can explain," he began, but Louise cut him off.
"Explain what, Ray? Explain why you have a folder full of pictures of young women in thong and string bikinis? Explain why you felt the need to hide it from me?"
Ray looked down at the folder, then back up at Louise. He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, Louise slapped him across the face. The sound echoed through the room, and Ray's head snapped to the side.
Louise tried to slap him again, but Ray was faster. He grabbed her wrists and forced her to kneel in front of him. Louise's heart raced as she looked up at her husband, her mind spinning with confusion and anger.
Ray opened the folder and started flipping through the pictures. He didn't even look at Louise as he spoke.
"Suck my cock, Louise. While I look at these."
Louise felt a wave of humiliation wash over her. She couldn't believe what was happening. She couldn't believe that her husband was forcing her to perform oral sex on him, while he looked at pictures of other women.
But she couldn't deny the way her body was responding. She could feel herself getting wet, despite her anger and disgust. She couldn't deny the way her nipples were hardening under her blouse.
Ray grabbed her head and forced her mouth onto his cock. He fucked her mouth with his dick, making her gag. Louise could feel his hands on her breasts, pinching her nipples and slapping her face.
"These girls are so much hotter than you, Louise. Look at their flat stomachs, their tight asses. You used to have a body like that, before you let yourself go."
Louise felt tears streaming down her face. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. She couldn't believe that her husband was degrading her like this.
But she couldn't deny the way her body was responding. She couldn't deny the way her pussy was aching, begging for release.
"Please, Ray. I deserve this punishment. I've let myself go. I'm not attractive anymore."
Ray continued to degrade Louise, calling her fat and unattractive. Louise, tears streaming down her face, continued to suck his cock.
Ray came over Louise's face, leaving her feeling even more used and worthless. He told her to clean herself up and to think about what she'd done.
Louise, feeling ashamed, got up and went to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror and saw a fat, unattractive woman. She started to cry, feeling like she'd lost herself and her sex drive.
Ray, back in the living room, smirked to himself. He thought about how he'd trained Louise to be his submissive sex slave.
Louise, finished cleaning herself up, came back into the living room. She saw Ray smirking and felt a mix of anger and shame.
"Are you satisfied, Ray?" she asked, her voice shaking.
Ray, still smirking, told her that she could do better. Louise, feeling determined, got back on her knees and started to suck Ray's cock again.
And as she did, she couldn't help but wonder if she'd ever be able to satisfy him again.
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