[F4M] My House Husband Part 2: Electric Boogaloo (Recorded

[F4M] [Script Offer] My House Husband Part 2: Electric Boogaloo [FDom] [Less Gentle] [Domestic] [I Own You And I'll Do What I Want] [Stay Under My Skirt]

[CLOTHES RUSTLING]

Well, just look at how he hung everything so nice and neat. He even color coded all my plastic hangers and...wait. What the...oh, no.

[CALLING OUT]

Baby? Can you come in here? I need to talk to you.

[PAUSE]

There you are. Baby, I want you to take a look at my dress on the bed. Do you see anything wrong with it?

No? Look a little harder, baby. Right there on the skirt.

Yes, baby. That's a stain. A stain you didn't bother getting out when you cleaned today. Does it seem familiar? It should. That's a CUM stain.

Sweetie, do you have anything to say for yourself?

[DARKLY] Hmmmm...those sound an awful lot like excuses for bad behavior, honey. I was looking for something more along the lines of, "I'll clean it up right away and this will never happen again."

Oh, baby. Why do you do this? Why do you insist on...disappointing me?

Surely you must realize what happens when I'm disappointed this way. I dare say that you've grown somewhat accustomed to the ways I express my displeasure at your disobedience. Perhaps, at this point, you even enjoy it.

I blame myself for that. I've coddled you too much. But how could I not? My cute little man. You're like a dog that chews up a shoe. I can't be angry at you for doing what's in your nature. I can only do my best to adjust your behavior. To...train you better.

[CREAKING SPRINGS AS SHE SITS ON THE BED]

Sweetie, come here in front of me. There we go. Get down on your knees. Yes. That's better. This is a natural position for you, isn't it? You feel better when you're down there, looking up at me. Is this why you like it when I wear my high heels? You like me to make you feel like a small, small...small little man?

Well, mister, I'm afraid the gravy train has left the station this time. You've made your wife very...very upset.

Look at me. Look into my eyes. Feel these eyes go right through you. Do you see how angry I am? This is how you know. Always be watching my eyes. I'll never raise my voice to you because I'm not weak, like you are. I don't need to yell to show you my disapproval.

Now feel my soft hand trace itself across your rough face. See how elegant my hands are? The curves, the texture...all so feminine. Your lovely wife. You're remembering last week's holiday party, aren't you? When I introduced you to all my coworkers as my house husband. Every time I told them how you just laze about at home all day taking care of the house you just felt so emasculated, didn't you? And every time I did it you felt this soft hand on the back of your neck, just stroking you there slowly. This hand on your neck...laying claim on you.

Don't think I didn't notice some of the more aggressive women I work with eying you. They know I make you keep yourself in shape for me. They know I have a kept trophy man at home, and their jealousy is palpable. If I had let you out of my sight for even a moment at that party one of them almost certainly would have made some sort of pitiful play for you. So pathetic. So droll.

But I never let you out of my sight that whole evening, did I, baby? Do you know why?

[LEANS IN TO HISS IN HIS EAR] Because you...are....MINE.

[PAUSES FOR A MOMENT] Hmmm...come to think of it, sweetie...this is the dress I wore to that party, isn't it?

Ah! Yes, it is. Which  means I know exactly where this stain came from. You had dared to complain to me...to tell me you wanted to go home. You knew full well I couldn't punish you properly in front of all those people. But I did torture you, didn't I, baby? I backed you right up against a wall where nobody was looking, and I leaned back into you. Pressed my big fat ass up against you and pinned you to that wall. And then just slowly rubbed myself on you. Up and down. Back and forth. Grinding harder and harder until I finally felt your whole body shudder as you gasped for breath.

It was just so adorable. You were so helpless.

But I suppose I should have taken the time to check myself. You managed to soak right through your dress pants and into this very expensive dress.

Which really brings us back to the crux of the matter. I've been much too easy on you. You embarrass me at my company party and I use my fat ass to get you off? What must you think of me?

[DARKLY] So now you feel that soft touch of my hand gripping your chin, forcing your gaze up. This is a different sort of feeling, isn't it, baby? Now you know that I'm unhappy. I'm going to ask you some questions, and you're going to answer them honestly. I'll know if you're lying, baby. I can always tell. Look at my eyes. I see right through every lie you want to tell me.

Did you know about the stain at the party?

No? That's a lie.

[SLAP]

I will not tolerate lies. Now, did you know about the stain at the party?

Yes. That's better. If you knew about the stain, why didn't you tell me right then?

No. [SLAP]

No, that's not right, either. [SLAP]

[SIGHS] Three lies is not endearing you to me right now. Three lies will get three slaps as punishment.

[SLAP] [SLAP] [SLAP]

[BITING LIP] Mmmm...baby, mommy does so love it when she can see her own handprint on your skin. Bright pink. But as much as this is turning me on, I want you to know that I'd rather not have to punish you. Why can't you just tell me the truth? Why didn't you tell me about the stain?

[PAUSE]

Ahhhh, yes. There it is. Oh, my poor sweet baby. You were too afraid. It didn't even occur to me. You were standing there petrified - scared of what my reaction might be if I knew, scared of what my reaction might be if I found out later...just frozen in place.

Come here, baby. Come here. Give mommy a kiss. [KISS] There we go...you see how much better it is when you don't lie to me? You see how it's better when you just give me what I want?

[MOANS] Mmmm, but baby. All this talk has got me feeling a little...hot and bothered. Come up here...come up on the bed. That's good. Just lay down right here.

Now...this is the most important question of all, sweetie. Do you love me?

[PAUSE]

Mmmmm...good. Because mommy's horny and right now? Right now...[BREATHING HEAVIER THINKING ABOUT IT] I think I need to sit on your pretty little face.

Would you like that? Do you want me to...lift up my skirt and just...straddle your face like this? Can you see my panties? My pretty white panties? Do you see how wet I am? Ohhhh, sweet little man, I can feel your breath on me. You're getting so excited. Do you like the way I rock my hips above your face...mmmmm, just teasing you...it's so close to your mouth, isn't it?

Tell me you want it.

Hmmmm? You got awful quiet, there, little man. Maybe I need to grab a fistful of your hair. Yeah? Is that better? Tell me. You. Want. It.

That's better. Let's just push these little panties to the side first, and then....[GROANS] yes, baby. That's good. Use your tongue the way I like.

Mmmmm, fuck....fuck....oh, sorry. I know I'm not supposed to swear. You always do this to me. I just can't be the proper woman that I want to be when you're...[MOANS] doing THAT...to me.

Oh, you just look so small and helpless when you're down there between my legs. I can just do anything I want right now, can't I? I can...grind...and grind....all I like. I can use your face to get me off. To make me feel good. And I love the way you look up at me, baby. Am I just towering over you? Are you being...smothered...by my hot, wet pussy?

[SOMEWHAT AGGRESSIVELY] Nnngghhhh....you're having too much fun getting to look at me. I think mommy's just going to put her skirt right back down. Mmmm, yes. There we go. Just smooth my long skirt around me and you just...just disappear beneath my cunt. Oh, that's such a dirty, dirty word.

Cunt.

*MY* cunt.

My cunt is your whole world now, isn't it? You're just surrounded by darkness under my skirt. My thighs are on either side of your head, and my warm delicious cunt is pressing right up against your face. You can just feel the heat coming off of me, can't you? Radiating from deep within me. You can't even see what I'm doing. What if I told you I'm running my hands all over my body? Stroking my fingers against my skin, lifting my breasts, pinching the nipples...rolling them between thumb and forefinger. Mmmf, you have no idea, sweetie.

Mmmmm, you're making me feel so good. I love rocking my hips against your mouth. I love trapping you under my skirt. You can't even move, can you? No, not with my legs around you, locking you into place. Mmmm, yes, give me your mouth.

[BUILDING UP] Oh, god. Oh, yes. You're mine. You're all mine. I can do whatever I want with you. You're going to take it. Take what I give you. Take this hot pussy rubbing against your face. Oh, fuck. Am I smothering you? Am I crushing you? I don't fucking care. Give me what I want. I want to cum on your face and I want you to drink it. Drink every drop, little man.

[CONTINUES FUCKING HIS FACE, BUILDS MORE AND MORE TO A CRESCENDO, IMPROV MORE COMMANDS AND DIRTY TALK UNTIL ORGASM, TELLING HIM REPEATEDLY TO "TAKE IT"]

[PAUSE WHILE CATCHING BREATH]

Mmmmm, I feel much better now. More like myself again. Here, baby, let mommy lift up that skirt. There we are, I'll pull myself off of you. Good boy. Breathe. Breathe deep.

Oh, look at you. My juices are all over your face. You tried so hard, didn't you? My poor baby. Once again, so small and helpless down there. Why don't you come with me and I'll clean you up? And maybe, if you're good, and clean up my skirt properly, I'll let you sit in your special chair while I bend over in front of you. I may even let you touch yourself while you look at me. Would you like that?

Of course you would. Just so long as you...behave.