When I woke the next morning he had already gone to work. That was a relief and I relaxed and stretched out on the bed. My arse was still sore from his cock and the belt and my nipples still ached. I decided to take a bath. The hot water helped soothe my body and my mind. I closed my eyes and relaxed. I must have nodded off because the next thing I remember was the phone ringing. I got out of the bath and went back to the bedroom and answered the phone.

"Slut, put on your pink summer dress and your high heel sandals. No underwear and get a taxi to my office. Be here at noon. Don't be late." He hung up.

I stood there with the phone in my hand and water dripping off me. My torment had returned. Did he really ask me to go to his office in the pink dress. He knew I didn't like the dress. He had made me buy it. I had worn it while on holidays but it wasn't suitable for the office. It was very short and low cut at the front and back and he didn't want me to wear any underwear. I couldn't do it. People would see me.

I dried myself and lay on the bed. I knew I would be punished if I didn't go. My body couldn't take another beating. He might even throw me out of the house. He had threatened to do it. I finally decided it was best to go.

I felt uncomfortable in the taxi. The driver kept looking in his mirror at my breasts. I was somewhat relieved to get to the office. The receptionist couldn't hide her surprise when I came through the door. Anytime I'd been here before I would have been dressed respectably. She watched my breasts bounce freely as I walked towards her.

"Hello Pauline." she said with a grin on her face as she looked me up and down.

"Hello Beth. I'm just going upstairs to the office ." She followed me to the lift. " I'll have to go up with you. New security rules."

"Oh" I said.

I felt uncomfortable in the lift with her as she inspected me from head to toe.

When the lift got to the 5th floor she turned left instead of right to my husband's office. She brought me to the meeting room, opened the door and showed me in. There was 10 or 12 people inside mostly men but two or three women. All eyes turned towards me.

I was instantly conscious of my dress among all these people in business suits. My husband came towards me smiling.

"What a nice surprise. I wasn't expecting you." he said. Then turning to everyone he said "You all know Pauline, don't you." They all said hello. By now I could feel my face burning from my embarrassment.

"That's all for today." He said to everyone. People got up to leave. Most came over to say hello and get a closer look at my breasts. At the same time my husband had slipped his hand under my dress and squeezed my buttocks. It was obvious to everyone what was happening.

He tried to slip a finger into my arsehole forcing me to lean forward causing my breasts to fall out of the dress. I noticed some of the men were getting hard in their trousers.

Eventually he stopped and as I pushed my breasts back into the dress people began to leave. When everyone had gone I turned angrily towards him.

"How could you do this to me." He slapped me across the face.

"Because you're a slut and everyone needs to know. Next time I might even get you to suck some of their cocks and eat some pussy." He laughed when he saw the look of terror on my face. "You could be part of the firms bonus incentive."

"Now get on your knees and suck my cock. Make sure you swallow it all. I don't want the carpet getting stained."

I looked at the door and then at him. "You better hurry before someone comes in." he said as he unzipped his trousers. When I realised he wasn't going to lock the door I quickly got to my knees and took his semi-erect cock in my mouth. It soon hardened and filled my mouth. He grabbed my head and started to pump my mouth pushing his cock further in with every stroke. He was soon entering my throat making me gag.

"I'm going to cum so make sure you swallow every drop you little cock sucking slut." He quickened the pace of his thrusts, his cock pounding the back of my throat.

I felt him explode in my mouth. I struggled to swallow it all. When he finished he zipped up his trousers and headed for the door. Without looking back at me he said "You can go now slut. I'll be home after 7."

I couldn't believe it. I'd been paraded half naked in front of his colleagues, used like a whore and sent home. The tears started to swell up in my eyes. I got up off my knees and headed for the lift.

Word of my visit had spread through out the office and there was a large group in the lobby waiting to get a glimpse of me in my dress. Some had their phones out to take photos. I felt their stares without looking at them. I rushed outside looking for a taxi.

On the way home all I could think of was everyone seeing me and his threat that I would be sucking them next time. He wouldn't do that . He was my husband. I'd only ever had sex with him. Our marriage had to mean something to him.

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