Ruined Life of Mrs. Wesley Ch. 05

Victoria felt a powerful urge to orgasm. First, her pussy was stimulated by a vibrating egg, then by the fingers of an unknown salesperson, and now by the skillful fingers of her apprentice, Britney. She felt her juices gushing continuously. She needed to release this tension, but she knew it was impossible at the moment. She tried to imagine it was her husband's fingers, but guilt and regret immediately replaced those thoughts. Victoria felt like a wanton whore, allowing anyone she met to touch her. However, she had no time for deep thought, as Britney suddenly stopped fingering her and ordered Victoria to try on another set of lingerie.

This time, it was a seemingly innocent set. A white lace bra and a matching thong with a white lace ruffle trimmed with hearts. A perfect wedding night outfit, Victoria thought, but definitely not for a woman like her. She hadn't worn lingerie like that. At least not until she became Britney's maid. Victoria tried it on without protest and pulled back the curtain to show Britney once more what she looked like.

"Look, girl! How it looks on you. Too bad your wedding night is already behind you. You would make your man very happy with this set. I have an idea! Maybe we should see how men react to it? Let's ask another salesman what he thinks..."

Another stranger was going to see her, almost naked? It was so humiliating! Victoria was already feeling tired of all the stress and being in uncomfortable situations. But she didn't say a word and politely waited for Britney's next humiliating move.

Britney, on the other hand, was having a blast! She laughed softly at the look of concern on Victoria's face. She wanted to humiliate her teacher even more. She felt that this dominant attitude and complete control over another person gave her immense joy and satisfaction, so she wanted to do it more often. So she turned away from Victoria and headed toward the counter where the young man was standing... A moment later, they both found themselves in the dressing room, where a worried Victoria was waiting.

"This is Victoria, the friend I told you about. We need a male opinion on the lingerie she's wearing. So... what do you think?" Britney began, looking into the eyes of the salesman as she pulled back the curtain to the dressing room.

"Oh... hey, Victoria," the stressed boy stammered. The sight of a beautiful woman in lingerie might have embarrassed him a bit. "The white color symbolizes innocence, and the lace heightens the senses, making the whole ensemble both mysterious and tempting. In my humble opinion, this lingerie looks great on you." The boy looked Victoria up and down. He'd been working at the store for several months, but he'd never met a girl who asked his opinion while showing off her nearly naked body.

Victoria felt as if his gaze were undressing her. She, too, couldn't help but feel embarrassed. She blushed awkwardly as their eyes met. Time seemed to stand still, and she desperately wanted this awkward moment to end as quickly as possible. Another strange man was watching her in the dressing room. She wanted to cry, but something held her back.

The awkward silence was broken by Britney, who thanked the man and said they'd only take this underwear because he liked it. The boy smiled, feeling teased, and left the fitting room to get back to work.

"He's a really nice guy. I'm sure he'd like to fuck you, and I think it would be a good idea for you to give yourself to him in that dressing room." Britney suddenly spoke up while Victoria was changing.

"Do you really mean it, mistress?" Victoria once again found herself in a stressful situation. Britney played with her emotions however she wanted.

"Maybe... I don't know... hahahaa. You don't like the idea of getting fucked by him?"

"No, mistress!"

"Why not?"

"I'm married, and I have a husband! Please, I beg you, don't do that, mistress."

"Hmmm... how much do you not want it? Maybe you can offer me something in return?"

"Please don't make me cheat on my husband... I really love him. Please give me another task, just not this. Please... can you offer me something in return?"

"In my opinion, you already betrayed your husband by giving the salesman access to your wet pussy. Have you forgotten how you moaned when his fingers penetrated you? But ok... this time I can make an exception, and I will listen to you. I have an idea, and it is my final decision. You know what will happen if you do not do it, do you? Your husband will find out about everything... especially about what a slut his well-mannered wife is."

"Yes, mistress, whatever you want, but don't let him fuck me, please!"

"If you thank this boy for his opinion with a small kiss on his cheek, I won't ask him to fuck you hard in this stall."

Victoria didn't like the idea... but she preferred to do it to avoid the worst. So she nodded significantly to emphasize that she agreed.

"Great, I'm glad we could come to an agreement, slut. Go and pay for the lingerie, then come back here and we'll go to the next shop."

Victoria immediately took action and went towards the guy who was standing at the checkout. Their eyes met again, and Victoria, with shaking hands from nerves, began to put out the underwear she was trying on from the basket. The guy smiled when he saw the white one he had been evaluating a moment ago. He commented briefly that it was a good choice. He packed everything into a pink, elegant bag and handed it to Victoria.

"Thank you for your help. I wasn't entirely sure whether to take this set," she said, smiling at him.

"No problem. I'll be happy to advise you next time. Here's a discount card for your next purchase," he replied, smiling at her.

Then she walked towards him and stopped before him. "Actually, I have something else to say to you."

At this point the shop assistant looked confused. Victoria took a deep breath. She knew what she had to say now, and she felt like this was the hardest thing she ever did, but then she thought about getting fucked by him and knew that this was much better.

"You have a nice day." And with that, she kissed him on the cheek.

The shop assistant was completely shocked. It was a strange day. First the girls asked him to rate the underwear, and now a kiss on the cheek? Maybe she really liked him and was trying to tease him? He was encouraged by all this and felt attractive. But Victoria, as if embarrassed, quickly left the counter and headed towards the exit, so he didn't even have time to answer her.

Britney was smiling. She could see how uncomfortable Victoria was, and she really loved it.

Victoria wanted to cry inside. She already had close contact with two strangers this day, and she felt really guilty about it, but she couldn't do anything to change it. And as if that wasn't enough, Britney continued.

"That was nice, but next time it needs to be more passionate. Next time you'll have to use your tongue. Like a french kiss, you know what I mean slut?"

Victoria felt helpless. She didn't even want to engage in this pointless conversation because she knew she had nothing to say. She felt so dirty and used. She couldn't stop thinking about what had happened and what would happen next. She felt like she would never be the same again. And she was right. She would never be able to look at her husband the same way again. She had betrayed him, lied to him. She felt like a whore, and she knew Britney loved it.

As they walked through the mall, they passed a large mirror. Victoria couldn't help but glance into it, and as she did, she felt a surge of shame. In these clothes, she looked like an adventurous young woman. She was a 36-year-old married woman, yet she wore the clothes of an 18-year-old student. Worse still, Britney looked like her school friend. People passing by might have thought the two friends had gone shopping together.

When Britney noticed her reaction, she immediately responded by laughing evilly. "I told you I want to make you my slave. And my girl must be beautiful and feminine. You should be happy that your mistress makes you look so young and sexy."

They went to another clothing store, but this one was different. The store's selection was definitely aimed at young girls. Victoria noticed the skirts and dresses section. She thought they were all very short and inappropriate for her. The store seemed very popular, with lots of young girls browsing the clothes, and the checkout line was endless. Victoria feared she would soon have to stand in that line with clothes she didn't want.

"What are we doing here, mistress?"

"We have to buy you your own clothes. Your wardrobe doesn't suit your new personality. You don't think I'm going to let you wear your boring clothes that look like they belong to some old lady, do you?"

"Don't you think that's a bit of an exaggeration? Look at all these girls. They're your age... and I'm a little older."

"Do you think I don't see? That I'm stupid? Of course this is a clothing store for young girls. As I said, I want my slave to look pretty. I'll make sure to bring out all the beauty in you. " Britney went to one of the racks and handed her a dress. It was pink and had a small white bow on the front. It was also very short, made of thin cotton and very soft to the touch. Any girl would look sweet and innocent in this dress.

"Sorry, mistress, but I'm a married woman, and I don't want to dress like a schoolgirl." Victoria protested, feeling that all this was too much for her.

"Don't whine! I won't tolerate your moods. You'll do what I want, unless you want others to know the whole truth about you... I'm not forcing you to do anything, and the choice is yours."

"But it's so short!"

"So? Don't be a drama queen and put it on! Or I will slap your ass in front of all these people!"

Victoria didn't feel strong enough to oppose Britney. A wave of embarrassment washed over her again and she went to the dressing room to try on the dress. A moment later, she parted the curtain to reveal her new outfit.

"Look at you! You look like my classmate! We should take that dress! Let's get some skirts and shorts too, and also some crop tops."

The search for the perfect clothes took a while. Of course, Britney had the dominant voice in this matter. Victoria could only obediently bow her head and try on whatever her mistress gave her. It took hours, but the smile on Britney's face spoke of satisfaction, something Victoria's expression couldn't quite say.

When they left the shop, Victoria had a lot of new clothes with her. Skirts, shorts, leggings, a lot of pantyhose, and of course, many shirts - mostly crop tops and blouses. Britney was so excited about her slave's new clothes, and she couldn't wait to see Victoria in them.

There was another store, this time focused on business attire. This surprised Victoria. There was a chance she might actually have some clothes she could wear to school.

"Don't worry, Victoria! I'm not as cruel as you imagine... We'll find appropriate outfits for your teaching duties. No one will notice anything's wrong with your life."

For the first time today, Victoria felt relief. She wasn't sure yet if the clothes they'd buy at the store would be revealing, but she was reassured by the fact that she wouldn't have to wear those short skirts meant for younger girls. However, while they were shopping, Britney said something that made Victoria feel uneasy again.

"From now on, you must follow my new rule! No more trousers and jeans for you!" With that, she started to pick out some clothes for Victoria and put them into a basket. "You'll have to wear only skirts and dresses when you teach in school."

"But... I never wore them to school! I never wore them anywhere. They're not my type of clothes... please!"

"I know, but I want that to change."

"I'm not sure about that, mistress..."

"I totally am," Britney replied with a grin, tossing another dress into the basket. "And that's what counts."

Victoria realized she was out of options once more. Britney always got her way. So, she just stood there as Britney picked out more and more outfits for her. There were tons of skirts and dresses, plus a bunch of professional blouses and shirts. By the time they left the store, Victoria had more clothes than she'd ever owned before, and Britney looked super pleased about it.

The last place they hit today was a cosmetics store.

"Listen to me carefully! Next rule you must obey from today! I want you to wear more makeup every day!"

Victoria felt like everyone would notice a difference if she started to wear more makeup. "I'm a schoolteacher... Everyone knows me... They will notice. I have never worn makeup before!"

"And that's why I want it!" Britney said and took a red lipstick from the shelf. "I want you to be noticed by men. I want them to get horny by looking at you!"

Victoria felt like Britney really hated her. But then she realized that this was all her fault. She let it get to this point and she gave Britney that power. Now, it felt impossible to turn things around. She felt like Britney's puppet, forced to obey her commands or risk being outed and ruining her life. So, Victoria slowly nodded and picked up the lipstick from her hand.

In that moment, Britney took out her smartphone and pointed the camera at Victoria. "I want to record a video of you applying that lipstick."

Victoria wordlessly uncapped her lipstick and slowly applied it to her lips. Britney pressed the record button and brought her phone even closer to Victoria's face to capture the moment on film.

"Look how sexyy you look," she said and showed her the video.

Victoria looks so different, like another woman. She was too rushed to look back, and just a second later, Britney passed her a bottle of perfume from the shelf beside her.

"Put this on your pulse points and on the neck." Britney gave her a sexy, girly perfume. Victoria took it and sprayed it on her neck, wrists, and under her breasts. The smell was very good, but Victoria wasn't sure if she liked it. She was more into the light scents, and this was strong and very girly.

Without a word of approval, Britney put the cosmetics in her basket. When they were done shopping, Britney paid for all their stuff, and Victoria couldn't believe how much money her student had. How was this possible? How could a student have this kind of money? She already started to wonder how Britney got it all. Victoria didn't have the guts to ask Britney, so she asked her nicely.

"If you don't mind me asking, mistress... How is it possible for a student like you to have so much money? You live alone in a dorm apartment, and you were able to buy all these expensive clothes for me..."

"Oh!" Britney laughed.

"It's not my money... I have a very rich dad. He has a big company in the city, and he gives me money every month."

"But you don't look like that kind of girl... I mean..."

"What kind of girl?"

"You know... a spoiled girl."

"And what is wrong with that?"

"I don't know... mhmm... It's just something I expected. Rich people always spoil their children."

"I know what you mean, and I agree! That's how it usually goes... but not with my dad. He never spoiled me. He even forced me to go to school by myself in a bus instead of taking me by car or calling a taxi. I had to be independent since I was born. and I had to take care of myself all by myself."

"Then why does he give you money every month?"

"Well, he's my dad, and I'm his daughter. He always aimed for the best for me. He just didn't want me to turn into a spoiled brat like a lot of girls from wealthy families. I think he did pretty well with that."

"Yes, you're right. You're not a spoiled brat, but you're also not a nice girl. You're very evil, Britney."

Britney just laughed. "And you're very easy to manipulate! I have no regrets about my actions because now I have you, my personal slave, ready to follow my every command. It's perfect! Besides... you will pay me back this money in due time." Then she looked at Victoria, and her smile disappeared. "That's enough of this conversation... Don't try to get too familiar with me, Victoria. Don't forget that you're my servant and my slave, and you will do only what I say."

Victoria felt her cheeks heat up again as she glanced down, lacking the courage to say anything more. At least the shopping trip is finished. They walked in silence toward the parking lot. The only sound was the clatter of their boots on the ground. It was so hot today. Victoria felt the heat make her want a cold drink. But she didn't dare say anything. She had already said more than she should have.

When they reached the car, Britney started to talk about how amazing their weekend was and that it was already coming to an end. Victoria didn't say anything and just looked at the car in front of her.

"Tonight, you will be able to return to your husband. Are you happy? I'm sure he will be glad to see you!"

"Yes... I guess."

"I'm also sure he will be very excited when he sees you in these clothes!"

"I don't think I can go in front of him like this, mistress. I look like a slutty girl. I'm afraid he will think I'm crazy or something..."

"Well, maybe he will like it, and maybe your look will make him horny, and he will fuck you hard?"

"Please... Mistress! Don't let me go like this... My husband will be disgusted by me."

"Don't worry! He will have the time of his life when he sees his wife as a young girl again."

"But I'm 36, not 18!"

"So what? As you see, I can make you look 18 again."

"Britney... Don't do this, please!! I beg you! Don't send me like this to my husband!"

Britney just shook her head and laughed. She had the last word in their conversation. After a few minutes of driving in silence, Britney finally spoke.

"Ok, slut... You can go back to your husband in your normal clothes, but you have to do something for me first."

Victoria looked up at her with a mix of surprise and hope. She would do anything for Britney if she were able to go back normally. Britney picked up on that as well.

"Good! I thought you would be willing to do something for me. And this time, it's going to be easy."

"What should I do?"

"You will go back to my apartment and practice sucking on my big black dildo. You will suck it so good that you will be able to take all of it in your mouth. It will be your only way out, Victoria."

Victoria froze. What was she supposed to do? Suck a rubber cock? The same one that now made her a slave? She couldn't imagine it. She expected many things from her, but she never thought about something like this. Victoria looked at Britney's face and saw that she was very serious. She wasn't joking.

"You want me to practice sucking your big black dildo? And why? I don't understand..."

"Because I want you to learn... I want you to learn how to suck a cock well. I want you to be ready to suck any man I want. You are my pet now, and you will suck all the cocks I say. I'm sure you have no skills in this area yet... So now it's time for you to practice."

Victoria blushed deeply. She never even sucked her husband's cock, but now she will have to suck the big black dildo of her student. Something moved her and she started to cry. She wanted her old, normal life. She wanted to be able to teach her lessons and be a good wife for Rick. She didn't want to be Britney's slave anymore. She wanted to finally wake up from this nightmare.

"Stop crying! You're disgusting!"

"I'm sorry, mistress... I don't want to cry... I just want my old life back..."

"Sorry, Victoria, I'm not going to give you that. I'm not going to let you go that easy. You will be my little servant for now, and you will do everything I say, no matter what it is. It will be easiest if you just accept it. Just... Let me guide you."

"Please... no... please! Don't make me do this! Please let me go back to my life! I beg you..."

"And what will you give me for that?"

"I... um... I have some money in the bank. I can give it to you..."

"Oh, Victoria, money means nothing to me. I have more money than I know what to do with. Don't be naive."

The car stopped. Victoria looked out of the window. They arrived at Britney's place.

"Well, we're home! Let's go inside."

Victoria slowly stepped out of the car, and as soon as they got inside apartment, Britney walked towards the sofa and grabbed a big box from the coffee table.

"This is it! This is what you will have to suck. Let's call him Jamal! Hihihii."

Victoria walked towards Britney slowly. She took the box from her and looked inside. There was a long black dildo inside. It was so big, much bigger than her husband's dick.

"Mistress, I don't know if I can do it... It's too big."

"It's not too big... You will just have to stretch your mouth more, that's all."

"And how should I do that?"

"I think I know just what you need," she replied and turned on the TV. "You will follow all the instructions from this video." Britney pointed at the porn scene on the TV screen. "You will suck it like this slut on the screen."

Victoria looked back at the screen. The woman was sucking the cock of the guy she was with. She licked his whole cock and took the head of it in her mouth, sucking it slowly. Then she took more of it in her mouth and sucked it faster.

Britney took the dildo from the box and put it on the coffee table. "Here! Kneel in front of the table and get ready to suck this beautiful cock, you fucking whore!"

Victoria approached the table and knelt down. She placed her hands on it and stared at the dildo, which was way larger than she had anticipated. Kneeling in front of it made her feel a bit naughty.

"You can start now."

Victoria slowly grabbed the dildo in her hands. She had never touched any other man's cock but her husband's, and it felt so different. The dildo was made of silicone, so it didn't have veins. It just felt like a hard shaft. She looked at the dildo for a moment, then she started to move her head closer to it. Britney watched her all the time.

"Don't forget about the instructions from the screen! Follow them step by step! And don't forget to spit on the dildo and lubricate it with your saliva before you start. It's gonna help."

Victoria felt like she was going to cry again. She had never done anything like this before, and now she was supposed to suck a big black dildo and pretend it was a man's cock? It was disgusting, but she had to do it anyway.

She took a deep breath and spat on the dildo. Then she rubbed her saliva along it with her hand, lubricating it. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide, preparing to suck that bbc. She was so scared and nervous and her heart was beating fast. It was her first time ever to take a cock in her mouth. Finally, she closed her eyes and started to suck.

"Stop! What are you doing? Don't close your eyes! Watch and learn from the screen! You need to move your lips. Open your lips and move them around the head of the dildo."

Victoria looked back at Britney with surprise, then she looked at the TV. The woman on the screen was doing exactly what Britney said, moving her lips around the cock. She took another deep breath and tried again. This time, she opened her mouth and moved her lips around the head of the big black dildo. She felt very dirty. She is learning how to suck cock while her husband thinks she is helping her friend the whole weekend. She heard Britney's laugh behind her.

"Oh, you look so hot!" Britney walked towards Victoria and placed her hand on her head, pushing it on the dildo. "Now, open your mouth wider and move your head back and forth."

Victoria did as she was told. She sucked the head of the dildo, moving it back and forth between her lips. She felt a strong hand pushing her lower and lower. In that moment, Victoria started to feel very uncomfortable. The dildo was too big, and her jaw was hurting from opening her mouth so wide.

"Open more!" Britney shouted, still pushing Victoria's head on the rubber bbc.

Victoria opened her mouth wider and wider, and Britney pushed her head on the dildo again. This time, the whole head of the dildo entered Victoria's mouth, and she started to gag. She wanted to take it out of her mouth, but she was afraid of Britney's reaction. She sucked and sucked in fear, trying not to gag.

For a while, Britney released her head, and Victoria took the dildo out of her mouth immediately, gasping for air. She looked back in shock at Britney.

"What's wrong? It's not in your throat yet, and you're already gagging?"

"It's too big... I can't take it whole in my mouth..."

"Nonsense... You just need to train your mouth. Open it wider!"

"It's going to hurt me!"

"No, it won't! Stop your whining and open it. Now!"

Victoria felt so helpless. She was alone and couldn't run away from Britney. She didn't know what else to do but do as she was told. She opened her mouth again, this time even wider than before, and looked at Britney fearfully.

Britney grabbed her hair and pushed her lips on the dildo again. Victoria gagged again. The whole head of the dildo was in her mouth now. She couldn't take it anymore and took it out again, gasping for the air.

"Do it again," Britney said and pushed Victoria's head on the dildo harder than ever.

Victoria gagged again, but this time she couldn't take the dildo out of her mouth. Britney was pushing her head too hard. The whole shaft of the dildo was entering her mouth now, pushing against her throat. She gagged louder than before, and Britney released her head finally.

Victoria started coughing. She was coughing so hard that tears were running down her face. She looked back at Britney with tears in her eyes.

"I can't do it anymore... Please, mistress... no more..."

"No! You're just not trying."

"I am trying, mistress, but it's really too big for me. It hurts, and I keep gagging."

"Fine, you can't suck it yet. But you still have to practice. Start again."

"Again, mistress?"

"Yes, again. You need to get used to that cock in your mouth."

"How will I do that, mistress? I already told you it's too big!"

"By sucking it until you start gagging. That way, you will train your mouth to accept big cocks. We still have another hour before you can stop for today. So, turn back towards the screen and follow the instructions from it."

Victoria turned her head towards the TV again. She heard Britney walking away and she felt like she wanted to cry again. She didn't want to practice sucking cock for another hour. She didn't even want to be here. But she looked at the screen and started sucking the dildo again, slowly following the instructions. She was sucking and sucking for what felt like an eternity. She was feeling more and more tired, but she couldn't stop yet.

As she sucked the dildo, Victoria couldn't help but think about how disgusting she was. She wasn't supposed to be sucking cocks, even if it was just a dildo. It was wrong, but Britney forced her to do it anyway. And she had to keep doing it if she wanted her life back. Suddenly, Victoria gagged again. Britney must have walked back and pushed the dildo deeper in her mouth.

"Come on, open wider."

Victoria opened her mouth even wider and gagged even more. The whole shaft of the cock was entering her mouth and pushing against her throat, but Britney still kept pushing it deeper. Victoria tried to scream for help, but her mouth was too full of the cock to do it.

"That's it," Britney said and released her head. "You've done well for today. We're done for now."

Victoria took the dildo out and started coughing again.

"Don't get up yet. I want to tell you what you need to do when you go back home. When you get back home, you will tell your husband that you want to talk with him."

"About what?" Victoria exclaimed, taken aback.

"About oral sex, you silly. He will be surprised when you tell him this, so make sure to explain that you were helping your friend and that you missed him so much. Tell him that you're sorry for leaving him alone for the weekend. And then, you will tell him that you were talking with your friend about oral sex over the weekend and that you want him to practice with you. Make sure to tell him that it was all your idea. You need to convince him that this is something you really want."

Victoria couldn't believe she was going to say something like that to Rick. She knew he would be shocked when he heard her saying she wanted to suck his cock. The thought made her feel weak and helpless again.

"That's all... You can wash yourself now. Meantime, I will prepare instructions for the morning."

Victoria nodded slowly and stood up. She felt very tired and disgusted. She just wanted to go home now. But first, Britney led her to the bathroom and handed her some fresh towels.

"Get dressed in your casual clothes and meet me in the living room when you are done,"

Victoria started to undress. She felt disgusted again when she saw the outfit she was wearing for the whole day. She felt like a whore wearing it, and she didn't like it. She took it off quickly and threw it in the laundry basket. She just wanted to take a shower now and wash all the shame and disgust off of her.

After the shower, Victoria put on her clean clothes and brushed her hair. She felt a little better now. She was tired, but at least she was clean now and she wears her normal clothes again. When she was finished, she went back to the living room, where Britney was waiting for her.

"Come here," Britney said as she patted the couch next to her.

"So, you are going to school tomorrow in your usual clothes, but I want you to be in your classroom 30 minutes earlier than usual. Every day from tomorrow, I will be picking up clothes for you to wear to school, and I'll get them with me every morning. You will change in your classroom."

Victoria's eyes widened in shock. "In my classroom?"

"Yes, and you will put on whatever I tell you to."

Victoria didn't understand what Britney wanted to do. She didn't want anyone to know about her situation. If someone finds out what she is doing, her life will be over. She had to be careful and hide it from everyone, no matter what.

"I don't understand... Why do I have to change in my classroom?"

"Do you really want your husband to see your new wardrobe at home?"

Victoria shook her head. She didn't. She wanted to keep everything between Britney and her. She knew that if her husband ever found out about her new wardrobe and about what she was doing when she was with Britney, he would divorce her, and she would be left with nothing. She can't let that happen.

"You're right, mistress... I'll change in my classroom."

"Good! Now you can go home. And remember about our new rules... no trousers for you, and put on some makeup in the morning. Here, take these cosmetics."

Victoria got up quickly. She was so relieved that everything was over for today. She just wanted to see her husband now and apologize for leaving him alone.

It was a long way back home. Victoria was exhausted, and the car was driving slowly. She couldn't stop thinking about Britney and about what happened today. She was trying to understand Britney's motives, but she couldn't. She just didn't understand why Britney was doing this to her. Was this really revenge for that small talk about her behavior in the toilet or something else? Or was this just a game for Britney? Did she just want to humiliate Victoria and make her feel helpless and powerless? Victoria thought about it for a long time until she reached her home.

When she saw her husband standing on the doorstep, waiting for her, she forgot all about Britney and the humiliation and pain she went through today. All she could think of was her husband and how much she wanted him right now.

When Rick saw her, he smiled widely. "I'm so glad you're home!" He shout and took her in his arms.

Victoria hugged him tightly and kissed him passionately. She wanted him so much, but as she thought about the salesman's hands on her pussy and about sucking the dildo earlier that day, she felt like she was cheating on her husband. And the thought made her want to cry. But she knew she couldn't cry in front of him. She had to keep everything hidden from him right now.

After they hugged for a while, Victoria's husband took her inside the house. They were going to have a late dinner together and watch a movie. It sounded like the perfect evening for Victoria, and she couldn't wait to spend it with her loving Rick.

They were sitting in the living room, watching TV, when Victoria remembered what Britney told her earlier. She was supposed to talk to her husband about oral sex now. She felt her body tighten in panic. How can she do that? She didn't talk with her husband about things like that. They never discussed oral sex before. It just wasn't their thing, but she had to do it. She had to convince her husband that it was a good idea if she wanted to save her life. So, she took a deep breath and decided to speak up.

"Hey, can we talk?"

"Sure, what's up?" Rick turned off the TV and turned to Victoria.

She swallowed nervously before speaking. "I was talking with my friend earlier today... about oral sex..."

Her husband's eyes widened in surprise. "Oh... and?"

"I told her that we don't practice it much, and she told me that she was practicing it with her husband a lot recently, so I thought, maybe we could try it too?"

Her husband was silent for a moment. "What makes you want to try it?"

Victoria knew she had to lie now. She couldn't tell him the truth. "Just the conversation. I felt like it was something we should try."

"But aren't you supposed to be a good Christian girl?"

"Yes, of course! But I just... I don't know... I just feel like it was something that we should try."

Her husband looked at her in shock. She knew he was thinking about how she always talked about blowjobs like a dirty thing in sex, and he couldn't understand why she wanted to do that now, but he didn't say anything.

The room fell silent, and the tension rose in the air. Victoria felt like she could hear her own heartbeat. She was afraid that he would ask more questions, but he didn't. He just looked at her and waited for her answer. Then, after what felt like an eternity, he spoke up.

"You know, Victoria. I wanted you to do this for a long time already."

She couldn't believe her ears. Her husband wanted her to suck his cock? Why didn't he ever tell her that before?

"What?"

"Yes, I always wanted to try that with you, but you always acted like it was disgusting, so I didn't even try to ask you."

Victoria felt heat rise in her cheeks. She didn't know she made him feel that way. "Oh... Sorry, I didn't know." She looked at the floor and was silent. She didn't know what to say or do. She wanted to ask her husband if he was sure he wanted to do it, but then she realized that if he didn't, she would have to tell Britney that she didn't convince him, and Britney would be mad. She will make her do something terrible, something that she doesn't want to do. So, she decided to keep her mouth shut and say nothing. So, she looked at him and smiled weakly. "I don't mind if you want me to."

"Let's try it!"

She wasn't sure how she felt about it. On one hand, she wanted to please her husband, but on the other, she was still afraid of doing something like this. "Should we do it here?" She asked nervously, gesturing at the couch they were sitting on.

"Sure."

Victoria's heart raced when she thought about what she was about to do. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. She knew she had to do this, and she also knew that it would feel good for her husband, so she tried to convince herself that it would be a good experience.

She started nervously taking her husband's cock out of his trousers, and when his cock was finally free, she looked at it for a moment, not knowing what to do. Then, she put her hand around it and started to stroke it. Her husband moaned loudly.

She looked at his face and saw how much pleasure he was in. His eyes were closed, and a small smile was playing on his lips. He looked happy. Victoria decided to keep stroking him, wanting to make him even happier. So she started moving her hand up and down his cock.

Her husband moaned even louder. Victoria watched him with pleasure, enjoying the effect she was having on him.

Then, she remembered the training in Britney's apartment today and how she was playing with the dildo. She decided to try something similar with her husband's cock. So she put his head in her mouth and started sucking and licking it. Her husband's moaning grew even louder and more desperate. She could feel him squirming beneath her, and she knew he wanted her to take his cock deeper in her throat. She put the head in her mouth again and started moving it in and out. Her husband groaned with pleasure. Victoria smiled, feeling proud of herself that she was able to do this.

As she sucked her husband's cock, she realized how much smaller his cock was in comparison to the big black dildo she was trained on before. She didn't have any problem keeping his cock in her mouth. It couldn't make her choke or hurt, unlike the black cock she had practiced on before.

After 2 minutes of sucking, she felt his dick pulsating. Victoria quickly took his cock out of her mouth and started stroking it again. Her husband came all over his belly, moaning loudly.

The experience was very different from the training she did earlier that day. Before, she had to suck the dildo for a whole hour. It was hard and exhausting, but this experience was different. It was enjoyable and very quick. Her husband was already cumming. Victoria looked at him, happy to see that she could make him cum. She realized that he enjoyed the experience as much as she did.

"Was it good?" She asked him nervously.

"It was amazing, baby! I loved it."

"So, what did you think about my blowjob skills?"

"You're a natural," he answered, smiling.

Victoria couldn't remember when she had such a nice moment with him before. She felt happy and satisfied. She realized that maybe Britney's training was a good thing for her after all. Maybe it will help her to connect better with her husband, like it did today.

As they hugged, she couldn't stop thinking about how lucky she was to have such a good husband. Suddenly, she was overcome with sadness. She remembered that she was in danger, that Britney threatened her and forced her to do such things. The happy moment she just had was lost, and she was back in the dark reality.

Victoria looked at her husband, smiling at her, and felt guilty that she didn't tell him about the situation she was in. Maybe he could help her. Maybe together they could figure something out. The only thing she could do now was to keep pretending everything was okay and pray that one day Britney let her go. She hugged her husband tighter, trying to shut down her feelings of guilt. But it wasn't easy for her. She knew that this wasn't the end of the things Britney had in store for her...