The Wasp's Wife

One Hot Kitchen

"All done?" I asked Chris, grabbing his plate.

"Mhm. Thank you, it was absolutely delicious." Chris raved, placing his plate on top of mine.

I took the dishes and put them in the sink, grabbing a pair of gloves before I quickly got to washing up the dishes and then putting them in the dishwasher. Once it began running, I made myself one more cup of coffee, before placing the creamer back into the fridge.

"What?" I chuckled, turning around and seeing an absolutely divinely devilishly smirk on his lips.

"Get naked." He stated, sitting back in his chair and folding his arms.

"Really?" I wondered.

Chris hopped up off of his chair, walked towards me and when he was finally right in front of me he backed me up against the counter and stared seemingly straight into my soul.

"Master says get naked." Chris whispered, instantly making me weak in the knees.

My brain turned off and my hormones turned on.

I said nothing more as he took one little step back and I stripped myself of the lame excuse for clothes which were really a strip of lace fabric that barely covered my breasts and my ass. Once again I was standing in front of my amazing husband, completely naked, wanting him to just devour me like prey. In moments like this I wanted him to be as rough as possible and just use me as his personal little sex toy. All it took was for him to look at me in that way he was looking at me now, and I just melted. It was a look that said, 'you fucking belong to me'.

Chris instructed me to turn around and arch my back which I did, impatiently swaying my ass just waiting for his hand. When I finally felt the first smack of his hand harsly meeting my soft flesh on my rear, I jumped and let out a little squeak. Putting my head down in hopes of being able to quiet myself, I braced myself for the next impact, and man did it come with a vengeance.

"Don't hide yourself, love. I want to hear you crying out for me." He instructed me, running his finger tips over my flesh which made me jump with delight.

"Yes, Master." I replied, trying not to tense up for the next impact.

"My precious girl." Chris cooed, kissing my as he gave me another memorable spank.

"I love you." I softly told him.

"I love you too. In fact, I love you so much, I want to give you a present." He said, turning me around to face him.

"Oh?" I asked, my curiosity peaking.

"Yes, yes, yes." Chris grinned, looking a little too excited for comfort.

"What would that be?" I wondered.

"Well," He began to say, lifting me up by the waist and putting me down on the counter. Once he spread my legs open he turned back to me and explained what my task was.

"Spread your legs and finger yourself. Also, look me directly in the eyes, I want to see those gorgeous eyes of yours gloss over with pleasure." Chris announced.

"Oh." I gasped, my jaw dropping.

"Shy now are we? This little tight cunt of yours, I want you to take one of those dainty little fingers and fuck yourself until you make a delicious little mess all over this counter. Does that help spell things out a little more for you?" Chris asked, making my heart swell.

"Yes, Master." I whispered, blushing as he grabbed a chair, turned it around and sat down facing me.

"Good pet. Now please begin." He said, nodding his head towards me.