Domination in Pink by Holly Roberts

 
    Chapter One
     
    Club
El Diablo was crowded and one problem after another took Damian away from his
wife. Lydia was expecting their first baby and he would rather be doing
something kinky, watching television, or even playing a game of chess rather than
settling disputes over which sub belonged to whom.
    When
he wasn’t around, Lydia had a way of getting into trouble or at least doing
things he expressly forbidden. He laughed at the thought. “Forbid,” was
considered the “F” word as far as she was concerned. He learned that the hard
way and now, with her advanced pregnancy, he tried a little harder using gentle
persuasion.
    It
was getting late but he needed to pick up a few things from his office before
making his way to the penthouse and the seriously chubby hot body of his wife.
    He
opened the office door and then stopped dead. How she managed to tie herself up
to be displayed for him was almost impossible to figure out but then he
realized she would only let one other man touch her and that man was her ex-sub
Raul.
    “Mommy’s
been bad, Master.” Her wicked smile told him how bad she wanted to be.
    “Oh,
she has, has she?” He gave her a leering grin.
    With
her largely rounded tummy, there was no way she could lean over the desk for a
nice spanking but she was tied to his office chair with her legs secured wide
apart using a spreader bar. Tape held her hands to the chair arms and a pink
ribbon surrounded her stomach with a large pink bow slightly to the side of her
bellybutton.
    The
bulge of her stomach kept his eyes from her smooth pussy but she would be able
to slide forward and give him better access if he commanded. He knew her pussy was
smooth because since her fifth month he was the one that shaved it.
    Lydia
herself was a Domme but after strict negotiation, bets with the odds stacked in
his favor, and lust; lots of lust, they reached a compromise. She stood beside
him equally as a Domme in the club but he dominated in their bedroom.
    It
didn’t matter that she loved him and wanted him to Master her in bed; she
continued to try and top him every chance she got. It was in her blood and god was
she sexy when she did it. She was sexy now; with her chubby cheeks and swollen
fingers and ankles. Her additional weight only gave him more to nuzzle.
    After
this child he planned to talk her into another baby quickly. She would want to
lose her baby weight but he wanted her plush and smushy.
    “Is
Daddy afraid Mommy will make him cry when he comes?”
    Her
voice brought him out of his extra-curricular thoughts. “Make me cry huh?” He
lifted his eyebrows.
    “Your
mind was a million miles away while your fat wife is displayed in all her
glory. I think I’d like to make you cry.” Her voice was now petulant.
    He
laughed and walked closer, leaning over the chair, and putting his lips by her
ear. “You know the word ‘fat’ gets you punished more.”
    “I’ve
been very bad Master.”
    “Yes
you have. You promised me you would rest and not come down to the club.” He
licked the side of her neck and let his tongue travel up to her ear. His teeth
gently bit her earlobe as he listened to her sexy sigh which she knew aroused
him. He gave a chuckle, “You think I’m that easy. I have a hard punishment
planned for my naughty little wife.”
    He
didn’t give her a chance to respond. Turning the chair, he wheeled her to the
corner of his office and pushed her as far into the corner as she could comfortably
fit.
    Her
voice held disgruntlement. “What are you doing?”
    “Well
my disobedient sub, first I’m giving you the rules…you will not speak or I will
place a ball gag in your mouth, you will not have an orgasm until I give you
permission, and you will scream loudly throughout your punishment.”
     
“I think Master has lost his fucking marbles.”
    He
didn’t reply. Her dirty mouth caused him endless trouble and it would be silent
for a while. When it was time for her to scream he would take the