“You fucking bastard!” Sophie said, throwing open the door of the villa’s bedroom.

Jeremy, her husband, was laying on the bed with his hands on the hips of a tanned woman with long blond hair and pink tips. She was petite and Sophie could see the piercings on her nipples and the tattoos decorating her thighs, an intricate design of vines and flowers that ended on her lower back.

The girl’s skin shined with sweat and the dim light from the sunset that was coming from the window.

A part of her wanted to throw something at them.

And yet, she stood there, unmoving, taking in the scene.

The girl didn’t stop grinding her hips. She simply moaned and looked over her shoulder, eying Sophie and Enrique, the Manager.

The girl smiled at her.

“You must be his wife,” the girl said and moaned, impaling herself on Sophie’s husband. She threw her head back. She was also very young. “Hi, I’m Milly.” The girl said, bitting her lips and kept grinding her hips deeper.

Milly kept her eyes on Sophie. They were blue and shone with lust. “You are so lucky to have a husband with such a delicious dick.” She bit her lip and caressed her small breasts, her perky nipples shined with the two small silver studs.

Sophie stared, confounded. Sophie always wanted to get some of those. At some point, she thought of getting piercings that combined with the one on her belly. She felt herself lose her anger and get aroused.

Sophie still felt like she needed to do something. She looked over her shoulder for answers. The only person addressing her was the girl fucking her husband. And she seemed to enjoy putting on a show for her.

“What is-” Her voice finally said, looking at Enrique. He nodded and gave her a look that said he understood.

“Milly.” That was all that Enrique needed to say. Milly froze in place. Her pussy was halfway through Jeremy’s cock.

“Yes, Master?” She said and slowly slid herself off Jeremy’s cock. Jeremy groaned and tried to stop her by grabbing her legs.

Milly leaned over and gave him a peck on the lips before removing his hands from her hips and her hips from his cock.

The young girl knelt on the floor and waited for Enrique to talk.

When he did, he spoke in a stern voice, “Get dressed and get back to work. You know the rules.” Enrique said, his voice stern.

“But-”

“Now,” He breathed.

Milly nodded and grabbed her uniform from the floor, a white blouse, black pants, and a blue apron.

No panties, no bra.

Jeremy sat on the bed and finally looked at Sophie. He pulled on the sheets and tried to cover his cock.

“Uhm, Sophie, how was the, uhm…”

Enrique stepped ahead. “It was a lovely horse ride, Mr. West.”

Sophie nodded, she was still red and trying to find her words, her eyes darted the room and fell over Emily, who was getting dressed. The young wife noticed the girl also had a piercing just over her clit. Emily winked at her.

Sophie gasped.

“Emily,” Enrique said.

“Yes, Master?”

“You know the rules, right?” The Manager said, his hands behind his back.

“Yes, Master. Mr. West asked to tip me. I explained the tip system. He brought me to his room.”

“You never asked permission for both parties. Mr. West here is Married.”

“Mr. West said his wife was busy with you, Master. And said it was okay.”

“Is that right Mr. West?” Enrique said sternly. His brown eyes were almost fiery.

“I- I mean, I assumed. You know when she told me about- I sort of thought that I could-”

Jeremy stammered and tried to cover his still erect cock and tried to reach Sophie.

Sophie took a step back and hid behind Enrique.

Enrique nodded, “I understand.”

Emily rushed out of the door, but Enrique snapped his fingers.

“Emily.”

“Yes, Master?”

“We will have some disciplinary action later today.”

“Of course, Master.” She nodded and walked out.

Then there was a knock on the door.

“Uhm, Master?” She peered from behind the door. “Do you mind? I forgot my tray.” She pointed at the tray laying by the bed.

Enrique shook his head and handed the tray.

“Thanks,” she said and left.

“I’m sorry about that, Mrs. West. We will take some disciplinary action. She is new, but she seems to enjoy the discipline exercises too much.”

Sophie didn’t move, her eyes, and her fury fixated on her husband.

She was flustered, her face was red, and her husband’s erection shrank.

He then knelt on the floor.

“Sophie? My love?” He said meekly, “It was a moment of weakness. I swear. Would you let me make it up to you?”

Sophie took a step back and looked at Enrique.

He cleared his throat, “If you let me?” said the Manager.

Sophie nodded.

“If your husband agrees, he could be disciplined as well.”

He nodded. “Anything.”

Sophie’s lip quivered. Something like a smile formed on her lips.

“Anything?” she said.

“Anything.” He said. He was already soft, and the sheet was on the floor.

“Very well.” Sophie said, “Go ahead, Enrique.” She turned back and undid the knot on her bikini top.

“Mr. West?” The Manager said, “Would you be so kind as to pull out the contents from the drawer on the nightstand?”

Jeremy crawled on the floor and froze as he opened the drawer.

“Mr. West?”

“You said anything,” He heard her voice from behind him. “Didn’t you, Jeremy?”

“Yes, of course.” Then he took them out.

There was a lock. A chastity lock.

“Could you please put that on yourself?” Enrique said, “Mr. West?”

His hands trembled.

“No. Wait,” Sophie said.

Jeremy let out a sigh. His body relaxing.

“Let me,” Sophie said and knelt in front of him. She kissed his cheek as he took the cage in her hands.

“Now, I bet you know what it’s going to happen,” Sophie said in a whisper over his ear. Her hand caressed his member, he smelled like alcohol, sunscreen, and sex, “And just as I had to watch you fuck a young girl in our bed,” She stroked his cock faster, “You are going to watch how these young, strong men take your wife and use her. Fucking her and pleasing every hole of her body, things that you have never done with me. I will give Enrique my ‘other’ virginity and I am going to enjoy it. I am going to enjoy their cocks fucking my pussy and asshole at the same time.”

Jeremy began panting. He was angry; he was jealous; he was desperate. But most of all, he wanted to cum. When he was fucking Milly, he was almost there.

“You are going to watch as I take their cocks in my mouth, as they fill me and cover me with their cum.”

She moaned into his ear, and one hand slid between her legs.

“I am going to fuck them, honey.” She said, moaning into his ear.

And with that, he came.

(To be continued)