Chapter 1: Resolution
Sunny strolled into the penthouse, her skin glowing from hours of partying, her long blonde hair rippling like a waterfall down below her shoulders. She was confident, outgoing, and unapologetic about her lifestyle, welcoming her label as a "slut," as she liked to call herself. Sunny loved the attention she received from her various lovers.
A pitiful, feeble groan filtered through the darkness, cutting her thoughts short.
Rick, Sunny's submissive husband, crawled on all fours towards her, clad in nothing but a pair of tight black boxer briefs, which highlighted his vulnerable, waiting form. She held a smirk of contempt as she watched her kneeling slave, with his head bowed to the floor.
"Clean, slut," she ordered coldly, kicking off her heels and throwing her stilettos into Rick's face, the nasty, dirt-caked shoes with the dick-shaped heels soiling his obedient face with their gunk.
He closed his eyes and opened his mouth, allowing her to place the filthiest one directly onto his eager tongue, pushing them deeper into his mouth as she snarled, "Clean, I said."
Rick obliged her with a frenzy, his cheeks hollowing as he sucked each inch of the grimy shoe clean with his lips like the avid cuckold he was. His tongue explored the crevices and curves, rolling over the worn-in soles and the lewd dildo heels.
Sunny didn't care that her shoes trailed patches of makeup and strangers' ejaculate. He didn't care that he was betraying his own dignity. In fact, their dynamic only turned Sunny on more—she reveled in the act of humiliation.
"Lick that cum harder, bitch," she commanded as he cleaned her heels. Sunny could feel her own arousal building as she watched her loyal husband's servitude. She pushed her foot deeper into his throat and pulled his hair hard.
"Swallow my fuck-boy's cum, slut," she spat.
He dutifully obeyed, choking as she forced her foot further down his throat. Retching sounds filled the air as Rick gulped down the bodily fluids from her shoes, mixing with his wife's spit.
His eyes pleaded for mercy, but Sunny couldn't care less about his discomfort. She wanted to see him suffer for his weakness,watching him grovel at her feet.