A loyal dog that will obey his beautiful mistress and happily get punished”, Aman kept his head on my lap as he said that.“Take off your clothes a...d stand in front of me”, I ordered him.Aman did exactly as I told him and stood in front of me with a tight erection. I took off my T-shirt and tracks that were soaking with sweat.“I need to get some fresh air. Here dog, pull my bra and panty using only your mouth. Be gentle or else you’ll be punished”, I gave him the command.I removed the bra strap. I swallowed his seed and looked up at him with soft pleading eyes. I had not cum and I wanted relief but he wasn't looking at me. His eyes were focused on the house and I turned to see my wife standing in the doorway watching us."I told you he would do it," he said to my wife. "And he liked it...didn't you slut?"A pit formed in my stomach. What would she say. What would she think. Would her opinion of me change knowing what I had done."Didn't you slut?" He asked curtly."Yes Master I liked. He had quite a few conquests in the back seat of his father’s jeep. Then he met Margaret, the girl who would become his wife. Tom was a senior and Margaret was just a freshman. He knew after the first few months that Margo was the girl for him, and he went right to work letting her know what kind of man he was. About a year into their relationship, Tom tried some light Bdsm play. Spanking Margaret with handcuffs on seemed to bring out her wild side. Margo became quite a learned submissive in. She had worn her hooker outfit of painted on shorts and tied under the breast shirt. Before I could say anything she was rubbing her naked breasts on my arms and chest."No," she said completely unnecessarily. "But that's part of the story I'm about to tell. I should start from the beginning." "It was almost midnight at the little truck-stop diner. It was called Mother's but no one who worked there knew whom it was named after or by. The place seemed to change owners every two or three years,.