Sept 15-18, 2011: Sheryl's Payback Weekend

A brief summary.
Thursday 9/15

Molly greeted me in a damp bikini and wet hair and a huge smile when I arrived around 12:30. I hugged her like I wanted it to last forever but Sheryl pulled her back. Sheryl was dressed in jeans and a black top and was very aloof. She thanked me for the flowers though she told me these won’t help my situation. Molly went to change and Sheryl told me to open wine and we’d talk until Molly came back. The atmosphere was cool and she reminded me who held all the cards. I accepted her position then told her hubby was out of town and I had freedom to be here all weekend. All she said was she’d consider it and let me know. Normally most of the people I see would go ape over that.

When Molly dressed and returned, Sheryl told me to undress. I stripped everything off. When I got to Molly’s panties, Molly laughed and Sheryl sneered and said it was more proof that I was pathetic. I removed them and was naked which is how I stayed the entire time I was there.

She said how pissed she was about the sleepover weekend, fucking her daughter, giving her a key, deceiving her about the whole thing, and especially for that phony interview. She ranted quite a bit on this. She’d had more conversations with Molly which included the idea of spanking me for carrying out this charade. Somehow I got the expectation of lots of sex along with the punishment but that was the wrong assumption.

We went to her bedroom. She had me kneel in front of Molly and apologize for everything I’d done. Sheryl handcuffed me and pushed me across the foot of her bed, front of my upper body against the bed. I had to step my legs wide apart. Molly stood by the side of the bed. Sheryl began spanking me with her hand, then used a belt and beat my ass. Molly went wild. Both of them were fully dressed and I am so conditioned to getting sex during times like this but Sheryl denied me any contact with Molly or herself. She did fuck me some but it was more like revenge than pleasure.

Throughout the afternoon Molly teased me by walking around scantily dressed, sometimes in nothing but bra and panties. She’d stick her pussy or ass close to my face and laugh. I stayed cuffed. Sheryl beat my ass again. At one point Molly stuck her ass against my face and I licked her through her panty and after she pulled the panel aside, I kissed and sucked her hole. Sheryl came in and saw this, pulled me away, threw me on the floor, whipped my cunt and lectured me about anything she could think of.

After that she released me from the cuffs and had me prepare supper. When we finished eating around 7:15ish, she told me I could stay through the weekend, if I wanted to but it would not be pleasant. I agreed and asked if I could get some personal items (toiletries, pc, etc.). She was willing to do that but said she wasn’t giving me my clothes back to go get them. I said forget it but Molly kept telling Sheryl how cool it would be if we all went to my house and begged her mom to go and that I could go naked. So about 8:00 we drove over in Sheryl’s car, me in the back seat naked. Sheryl went through every inch of my house. Molly showed her the cage but Sheryl said it was too nasty to be in her home. We left with my toy bag, laptop, all the slut lingerie Molly had me buy, some of my lingerie and heels Sheryl liked.

That night, with Molly directing, I gave Sheryl a version of the slut lingerie fashion show in the same way I did with Molly and friends back in April. Both of them sipped wine and I changed into one outfit after another. I thought surely all this parading around would set some sparks flying and we’d have sex but it didn’t. Instead Sheryl had me naked again and had me beat myself on my back, tits, cunt, ass and thighs with several things. When I’d do it, Sheryl would bitch that I wasn’t hitting myself hard enough. They let me drink wine to loosen me up and had me do it again. She said if I didn’t do it hard enough she’d do it. Humiliating doesn’t begin to describe this. We went on until about 1:00 in the morning.

I spent Thursday night in Sheryl’s closet blindfolded and cuffed which was some sort of a payback for me spending part of the weekend with Molly and being in her closet.

Friday 9/16

Sheryl let me out to pee this morning about 7:30 after a miserable night of sleeping cuffed in her closet. I wanted to shower but instead she had me run out to the pool naked and jump in to wake up. To my demise, the weather has turned much cooler, only about 60. I came out shivering. She said that was my shower, dry off and stay naked all day.

I made coffee for all. Molly went to class around 8:30. Sheryl told me to follow her to the bathroom. She said the one thing she really hates is wiping her ass and since I was around and she wasn’t going to fuck me, I might as well be useful and wipe her ass, a first for me. Sheryl showered. She made some work calls and left me to make her bed, clean the bathroom and kitchen. I knew my pc was in the small sun room off the kitchen and that’s when I hastily wrote a note to Jody and Katrina.

Sheryl figured out what I’d done and took my pc away for writing the note. She put me in a corner of her study and had me face the corner while she worked. She took away all my bathroom privileges for the weekend and said I’d pee on the pool deck or in a cup and I’d ask permission. She said my poops would be on papers by the deck and I’d bag them and take them to the garbage can. That frosted me. As she worked, she’d tell me how lucky I was to have someone who was so rational and not prone to violence. I know that during the morning Sheryl talked to someone on the phone about me. I had no idea what that was about.

Molly came home around 1:00. Sheryl told her about suspending my computer and bathroom privileges and expected her to follow the same rules with me. To taunt me in front of Molly, Sheryl gagged me with a huge ball. I wasn’t tied or anything but had to walk around like this and drooling. Then Sheryl had me try to eat Molly’s pussy which was of course impossible. Sheryl slapped my ass for failing.
Later in the afternoon, Sheryl finally gave in to Molly's whining about needing a cage. Molly went out and bought one; a medium sized one; about 24W x 36L x 27H by the dimensions on the box. I had to put it together and set it up in their family room. I got in and found it terribly cramped.
Throughout the day, Sheryl lectured me about what I did to her daughter and that I violated her trust in me. These tirades might last 2 minutes or 30 minutes. She constantly called me a little tramp. She didn’t use me sexually; Molly, however, still paraded around, teased me and gloated.

During the day and evening, with permission, I peed in a large measuring cup and one time peed on the kitchen floor which I cleaned up. That night I finally gave in to my biological urges and told Sheryl I needed to shit. She gave permission, and with both of them watching I spread a newspaper on the pool deck close to the house and crapped, bagged it in a small plastic grocery bag and walked around the side of the house naked and put in the trash can. So gross!

That evening they blindfolded me and made me scrunch up in the cage while they watched a movie, ate popcorn and talked. They debated about having me sleep there but in the end, Sheryl let me out and took me to her shower. She had Molly cuff my hands in front of me and chain my ankles. If the closet was bad, this was worse. Even though her shower stall is larger than average, I spent a miserable night and got very little sleep. Truthfully I was ready to call it quits and was mad at everybody who got me into this mess; both of you, Molly and Sheryl and myself.

Saturday 9/17

Saturday morning, Sheryl got me up around 8:30, uncuffed me and told me I could take a cold shower. That was awful but better than nothing. Again the weather was around 60, gray and cloudy which made a cold shower than much worse. My mood was horrible and I came within an inch of saying I wanted out but somehow I didn’t.

I’d fixed breakfast for Sheryl and was cleaning the kitchen when she told me she wanted to see my blog. Using her laptop, I logged in. When she saw there were over 250 posts she told me she didn’t have time to read all those; she just wanted to see Molly, so I segmented the 32 posts for her. She started reading, I couldn’t see what she was reading but she started calling me a damn bitch and hit me. She handcuffed me and stormed out in a huff.

I was lying in the kitchen floor crying when Molly sauntered in. She asked me what was wrong and I told her and that I was ready to quit. She called her mom. They talked. Molly dressed and left the house without saying anything except she’d be back. About an hour later they came home. Molly came into the kitchen and pissed on me, uncuffed me and had me clean the floor. Sheryl was standing at the doorway watching. Molly caged me just to keep me out of Sheryl’s way; that’s my thought.

Things calmed down but Sheryl said very little to me for a couple of hours. Molly let me out and took me to Sheryl. Sheryl told me I could eat Molly but I’d have to beat my cunt first. By this time I would have done anything so I got one of my bondage straps and beat my cunt while Sheryl watched like she couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Molly stripped and sat on the bed. I crawled between her legs and started licking her. Sheryl watched until Molly came and then she beat my ass. I picked up that Sheryl deliberately waited 48 hours since my arrival before she allowed sexual contact to happen.

Molly cuffed me; leather cuffs this time, blindfolded me and put me back in the cage for Sheryl. She (Molly) took a nap. Sometime in all this, the doorbell rang and Sheryl was talking to somebody, another woman with a raspy voice by what I could hear. I know they came into the room where I was caged because I heard Sheryl say “there she is.” The woman said like … you’re doing the right thing. You have to let her know you’re in control. That’s all I heard. However I think they went back to Sheryl’s computer which to my knowledge was still on and blog was up because I could hear some laughing, some “omg’s” and “that bitch.” Molly got up while the woman was still there but little was said. Shortly she left, Molly got me out.

Throughout the day, much as yesterday, we’d be in the middle of doing something non sexy, like me making her breakfast or vacuuming the carpets and Sheryl would lecture me. Once she had me show her my cunt. I’d spread myself then she’ll have me go back and do whatever I was doing.

I also peed in a large measuring cup or on the kitchen floor. Saturday night after supper I shit again on the pool deck, pick it up in a small bag. I took it to the garbage cans beside the house.

That evening Molly planned to go out with girl friends to a party downtown. After she’d showered and dressed, she came into the room where Sheryl and I were. I went OMG. She had on a tight shimmery silver mini dress, barely covered her butt cheeks, matching silver high heels, hair all done up and looked like a Hollywood hottie. Molly shamelessly asked me if she looked good enough to eat and I drooled. She sat on the arm of the sofa, pulled her skirt up and showed this wispy white thong which she pulled aside. Sheryl grimaced but Molly said … mom you said it was okay. I knee walked to her and sucked her pussy and made her cumm. She left about 9:30 to pick up some of her girl friends.

After she left, Sheryl read, I was in the cage, not cuffed or anything; just there. About 10:00, Sheryl said she was going to bed. She didn’t say anything but undressed in full view of me, put on her strappy, had me sit on the edge of the bed with my legs back and fucked my cunt and ass. I came. She then crawled up on her bed and said eat me, you damn tramp. I sucked her pussy off then went after her ass and sucked that while I rubbed her clit until she came again. That night I slept collared and leashed with the end of the leash cuffed around one of the legs of the bed. I did get a blanket and pillow. I slept fairly well until about 3:00 in the morning when Molly came home, snuck into her moms room, waked me and whispered that she needed her pussy sucked. I made her cumm then she went to her room.
Sunday 9/18.

Around 7:00, I woke and asked Sheryl to let me out to pee on the deck, which she did. I had a pretty good idea where my cell was, got it and sent the message really quickly then went back to her room. I curled up and slept until 10:00 when Sheryl got up. She peed and took a crap and told me to wipe her ass. I did it and she told me I better do it good because my face was going to end up under her ass. I thought, finally.

We went back to her bed and she had me lie down. She straddled me, pushed her cunt over my mouth and her asshole right over my nose. Nobody had to tell me what she wanted/ I started sucking her pussy and licking her ass. She squeezed my cunt, slapped it some, let me cumm. She definitely came. I was like … okay, now we’re friends again. But she turned stone cold again like no sex ever took place and told me to go make coffee. She showered while I did.

I did my pee in a cup thing, fixed breakfast for her, and the usual stuff. She in turn gave me another lecture about deceiving her. I again apologized. She read the paper; I did her laundry and changed sheets on her bed. Then I had to stand in the corner again while she bitched at me. She told me she finds my blog despicable. I apologized but told her its part of the routine I go through for you two. She did ask me if I truly enjoyed all the humiliation; I was honest and said yes. I timidly asked about who came over yesterday and she refused to discuss it. Molly got up around noon, drank some juice, I made her pancakes. She fell asleep on the sofa.

Little else happened. I think both Sheryl and I were tired. When Molly finished napping, we watched some football on TV. Around 4:00 she let me shower for real, do my hair and dress. Parting was awkward. Molly hugged and kissed me, Sheryl gave me little more than a quick hug. I again apologized and thanked her for letting me stay over. Sheryl did tell me we’d talk in a few days perhaps and I said I’m willing to discuss anything. I left a few minutes before 5:00.



This morning I wrote her a thank you note.



It is apparent to me Sheryl is not an experienced domme’. I think she was going through the motions much of the weekend of what she thought should happen without actually feeling connected to it. These parties Molly has mentioned her mom goes to when she dresses hot, to me, are just parties, not sexual gatherings that Molly alludes to. I think she's somewhat bitter toward me and I can’t quite digest all this yet. I think also that Sheryl has perhaps had a female lover at one time or another since the divorce and my guess is she got jilted. I’m also not totally sure she really likes me. She could but the Molly situation is getting in the way. I’m not going to press the situation with Sheryl but abide by my instincts and give her some space to work things out.