wife caught

My beautiful wife, Rachel, has one major character flaw that recently led to a rather bizarre sexual experience. In spite of her wealthy background, Rachel is a habitual shoplifter, something that I only learned recently when she was caught red handed.

We had spent the day at the beach and on the ride home we stopped at a small antique shop, Island Relics. While I checked out a collection of swords and knives, Rachel browsed through the shop. When I heard her arguing with someone I went to investigate.

I found her with the shopkeeper, a heavyset Black guy with a strong Jamaican accent. He was dialing the phone with one hand while holding onto my wife’s arm with the other. When I ordered him to let her go he informed me that he had caught her stealing from him and that he was calling the police.

Rachel reached out and disconnected the phone while begging him not to involve the authorities. She looked terrified as she meekly said “Please, sir, don’t call the police. I’m so sorry. Please, I’ll do anything!”

He looked at her for a moment and then put down the phone while continuing to squeeze her upper arm. Rachel offered to pay double for the ring that was on the table but he said sharply “No! I don’t want your money. You are a spoiled brat young lady and need to be taught a lesson. If you will let me punish you as I see fit, and if you show the proper respect when I’m done, then I think we could leave the police out of this.”

“My wife is not a thief. You must be mistaken! I insist that you call the police immediately. And let go of her!” I said angrily.

Rachel turned to me and said softly “Honey, he’s not mistaken. Please let me handle this.” Then she said to him “We don’t need to involve the police, Mister. What do you have in mind?” I had never seen my usually strong willed wife so completely submissive before and it kind of surprised me.

At her comment he turned to lock the front door and then he practically dragged her into a small back room. I followed after them as he said “What’s your name girl?” and after she told him he said “Well Rachel, you can call me Mr. Smith. Now get your clothes off so I can teach you a lesson.”

I started to object but he cut me off saying “Shut up and sit down or go wait in the car. This is between your wife and I.” I looked to Rachel who seemed on the verge of tears while saying “Please Tom, do what he says. Don’t leave me alone with him.”

Feeling totally humiliated, I sat down on a small couch as Rachel began to unbutton her sundress. For the record, Rachel is 24, 5’6″, 110 ponds with a perfect 36C-24-36 figure. Her best features are her large firm breasts, her perfectly shaped ass and her waist length reddish blonde hair. By contrast, Mr. Smith was in his mid-forties, short, fat and ugly with very dark, oily skin.

Slipping out of her expensive silk dress, she stood for a moment in her sexy little bikini. Then she undid the top and exposed her luscious tits to this leering Black stranger. Her big pink nipples were hard and erect and I assumed that it was from fear rather than excitement. Then she turned her back to him and slid off her bottoms, baring her smooth young asscheeks to him and in response he murmured “Nice, very nice my dear.” Rachel dropped her suit at her feet and turned to face this Black man who for the moment had complete control over her.

Mr. Smith slowly walked around her, eyeing up her shapely young body while Rachel stood staring at her feet, unable to look him in the eye. Then he lifted up her chin and looked deep into her sparkling green eyes while saying gently “You have been a very bad girl Rachel. Do you know what happens to bad girls like you?” Rachel shook her head and said meekly “No sir.”

For the first time I saw him smile as he said “Well my dear , they get their sweet little asses spanked. Have you ever been spanked?” Her whole body tensed up at his comment and in answer to his question she just shook her head. “I didn’t think so. Well then, this is going to be an incredible experience for you. And you have such a perfect butt that I am going to rather enjoy it myself. Now step over here and let me help you into position.”

He put his hand on the small of her back and led her towards a curtain hanging in the corner.