Human Mattress: Cuckold Girl
Sometimes I feel like a cuckold girl. This weekend, Saturday to be specific, I was supposed to go to the Hollywood Undead show at the Masquerade, but Friday night I fell asleep while Johnny was punishing a slave an he told me I could not go with him that he would prefer to take someone who actually gave a fuck and paid attention. You see I am always in trouble. I did not figure he would need my help and perhaps he didn’t but the expectations of my behavior are high so instead I had to stay home and work on websites, which was okay because I had good company but the worst part was when he came home and brought Aurora with him. She is this blond bomb shell that we often use for shows because it is often too much on my plate, She is also the one who addressed his needs over the summer.
I was going to protest but bit my tongue when thinking about my punishment with Beka and Michael. So I bit my tongue, quite literally. I guess he saw that I had to visibly bite my tongue when he was heading to the doors to the down stairs, to his rooms because he quickly informed me that if I even think it I could be a human mattress. Then went on to describe it in , what some would call sickening detail but for me it would be something more akin to erotic humiliation.
He said I was more than welcome to come down, lay face down on the floor in which case she could lay atop me in missionary position while he fucked her and perhaps
I declined and went to my room at his instruction and wondered what they were after plugging in my “boyfriend” so I could get off wondering in my humiliation and jealousy.
