New OLC story – financial domination and humiliation

Hi stroker boy’s!  I had a wonderful fun weekend again at the Casa, that is “Casa de Stroka” which is what we call our home in Princeton.  We had packed up our belongings  early at our shore house on LBI (Long Beach Island, NJ) , and actually had Labor Day weekend here in Princeton for the first time.  I was a bit anxious as it was last minute, I had been planning our annual clam bake at LBI, when we were hit with Hurricane Irene and evacuating the island.
The sissies came to my rescue and decorated the house for the occasion, one sissy even is a fireworks expert, and Tyrone took care of all the other details, I was totally not wanting to lift a finger after all the uproar from Hurricane Irene last week.  It is great having a bunch of men, capable of pleasing me.  Tyrone arranged everything from the caterer, right up to ordering a tent for our back lawn, we had a wonderful clear day, perfect weather, and loads of people. The sissies would be scurrying around, the food and treats would be flowing.

I knew that the party would be fun, my neighbor’s son has a band, so the band set up and played into the wee hours of the morning, we had a portable dance floor, and everyone seemed to enjoy this.  At one point we had some adventurous guests, stripping and jumping naked into the pool.  That was a lot of fun, I had my camera and got a lot of good pictures. I had no idea some of my girlfriend’s husbands and boyfriends either had such big or such little dicks.  It was a good show.  At least I enjoyed it. Tyrone saw how much I liked it all, and left me in my lounge chair, to relax and watch all the excitement.

I was wearing some new designer jeans, ripped to shreds, and a sheer white tee shirt. Tyrone had purchased me an expensive gold necklace from Cartier, and I had new Manolo’s on, which he also surprised me with. I will be the new Carrie Bradshaw of shoes at this rate.  I was well rested, especially since all the party plans were being carried out by others, and I did not have to do a thing. 

Before I forget, I want to thank the stroker’s who have sent me Amazon gifts I do love them and appreciate them, I recently got a silver necklace with a heart, some perfumes, a beautiful table for my bedroom, and some panty and bra sets.  Thank you so much. OLC (my On Line Cucky Hubby)  by the way sent me a new bottle of perfume, and it is quite lovely.  He knows that he must spoil me, because he is a useless little dick loser, and has no reason to expect someone like me to have sex with him.  He only gets sex from whatever form of humiliation I dish out. That is the definition of sex for him. I like it this way, he loves it this way.  He is assured of our sexual relationship.  That is, I will NEVER have sex with him as he is a little dick wimp.  Also, he has taken to trying to have sex with slut Isobella my housemaid.  She is a pretty little tart who aspires to be me.  OLC has even gone to great lengths to dress her up in my image, and I did catch them both dry humping on my wooden floor outside my bedroom door recently, she had a brown wig and my lingerie and perfume on.  It was quite hilarious.

OLC of course was invited to the Labor Day bash, my husband was flying in from Chicago, he was going with Ty on the weekend to a golf tournament, OLC was to take me shopping, and of course the party would be in full swing. I had plenty of weekend party plans for sure.  OLC showed up at the door bearing gifts, food, flowers. I was happy to see his charming self, as I do adore him, even though he could never satisfy me. Oh well, such is life!  I like to have him around, he is very adorable and generous, he knows he has to spoil me, because I find him so pathetic and weak.

I like to play on his weaknesses and make him more helpless and addicted to me. He loves it and begs me for more abuse.  This weekend was no exception.  I mentioned earlier that some of my guests were jumping in the pool and were naked, and I saw cocks of all sizes really. I know some cocks were being displayed in hopes that Ms. Mandy might take some sort of interest. That is a joke.  Ms. Mandy likes to use her own devices to decide what cock interests her at any given moment.  Some of the guests were jumping in the pool with bathing suits or underwear on, if they came with a suit, or not.  OLC I noticed had a speedo on, I thought that it was rather odd.  He usually does not parade around in mixed company naked, seeing as he is prominent he maintains a certain level of decorum. The speedo looked surprising good, and he is buff, he recently bought a new Bowflex, and I could see the results, but on closer inspection, the speedo seemed to be covering quite a nice package!

Yes gang, you heard it first, he was well endowed.  I actually got up off my chair and walked poolside to get a better view.  I waited until I was close enough and yes, he had a huge cock in his speedo, and I felt as if it was an optical illusion. Needless to say, I was pleasantly entertained, I knew we would have some good laughs at his expense tonight no matter what the case was now.

It was getting late and most of the guests were leaving or already gone, Tyrone and I had gone up to the master suite, my husband was in his portion of the house, relaxing, he finds my parties and friends a bit too stressful for him. OLC was drying off from his swim, and on his way up to my bedroom, and Isobella was lurking in the shadows. She looked very sweet and slutty as usual, I decided to be nice to her and have her come up to my bedroom as well.  OLC was still wearing his speedo, Ty was naked sitting in my big soft chair, I was relaxing in some new Victoria’s Secret silk lounging pj’s, that one of my admirer’s recently sent me. 

I told Isobella that she should go over to OLC and kiss him.  His face instantly reddened.  I said to him, “loser, you are always trying to fuck her, what is the problem?”  He silently endured my remark and kissed little eager Isobella. I then told her to pull down his speedo.  OLC’s face reddened more as if it were possible, but I was confused, he had to think I would want to see what he had in there.  Once she pulled down his speedo,  out sprang a fake cock, not sure what it was, it did look “sort” of real it was about 8″ and pretty thick, he was smiling proudly, as I told Isobella to give him a hand job. She looked confused, but seeing that she is not the smartest card in the deck, she did as she was told.  Upon touching it, it magically began to get hard, and expand.  Apparently he had some new sort of expandable, fake cock, or inflatable. Not sure what it would be called, a penis extension? I was stunned, amused, and beside myself with laughter.  Tyrone was laughing so hard, tears were coming out of his eyes.  I hollered over to slutty Isobella.  Suck that fucker Isobella.

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