The Evil Ex (for Angelique127)

[angelique127]

I looked down at my ex husband who was kneeling obediantly at my feet. For some reason my heart softened, at least for the moment. Danny had been stripped of his pride and his masculinty, not to mention his wealth over the last several of months by me and my lawyer as well as his boss. He looked defeated and hopeless, if not miserable or all three. A pathetic weak male dog who could never measure up ! Despite myself I felt sorry for him. Perhaps I had been too overzealous in my cruel treatment of him and should show some compassion. I also couldn't help noticing his dickie was hard in his panty, which was a good thing. Men with a stiffy were always easier to control.

I was going to humiliate him further and make Danny eat his bosses creampie from my pussy but had a change of heart. He had suffered enough already today. " Very well, you may prepare my bath for me in the whirlpool. I may forgive you and let you wash my back and shave my legs. "

I stripped out of my clothes and put my long blonde hair in a ponytail as to not get it wet. I admired my body in my three way mirror, it was pure perfection. Tomorrow I would have to go shopping for a few more pairs of new panties. Some of my loyal fans had offered to pay several hundred dollars for a pair of my worn and used panties on E-Banned, after wearing them for twenty four hours. My website had pictures and gifs of me wearing them as I pranced around the house or spread my legs and played with myself while wearing them. I promised to seal them in a plastic bag afterwards and send it to their address. I could care less what they did with them once they recieved my scented and musky panties. It was just a matter of keeping up with the demand.

I went into the master bath and offered my hand to Danny as he helped me up the marble steps and into the tub. I gave him a sponge so he could wash my back like a good boy to begin with. I decided that I would take a softer tone with my devoted panty boy in the future.

" Mmmm, that feels so good ! "

If he was a good boy I may even let him sleep at the foot of my bed, instead of the guestroom...

 

[DreamingOfMyEx]

Daniel had already decided -- he was leaving. He didn't care what hardships awaited him in the world outside Isabelle's house, he was leaving. She had already ruined him once, in their divorce - he had been broken in every conceivable way. Mentally, physically, financially - his life was nothing but humiliation and suffering because of that goddamn bitch. All of "their" friends abandoned him, preferring to remain her friends. None of those friends who were exclusively "his" friends stuck by him either. Perhaps some of them didn't want to be associated with someone so weak as Daniel. Perhaps others were simply too uncomfortable being in his presence. He was pretty sure some of them had the hots for Isabelle, and that she had somehow used that against him - getting them to set him up for the big fall. Then Isabelle dumped them when she was finished with them.

How foolish he'd been to come back - to let her trick him into putting him into this situation where he would be subjected to even more humiliation - a situation in which the hurt would never end. Even more foolish was his allowing him to think she was still in love with him. That was beyond just wishful thinking, it was pure lunacy. Isabelle could never love him - and he could never love her. All he could do was let his mind play tricks on him and convince himself of things he knew could never be true.

He was going to tell her - He just didn't know how. The timing had to be right, of course, then he had to simply turn and leave and not give her a chance to think about it and trick him into staying.

Oh god, she really is a goddess, isn't she? It was such a privilege to hold her hand as she stepped into the tub - so proud of himself for his small role in helping her keep her balance....

"No, mustn't think like this. You're leaving. Think of a way to tell her, then do it!"

She handed him the sponge and allowed him to start bathing her perfect goddess body. Her neck and shoulders -- did she moan? Did she moan? For him? Did she like the way it felt? For him? That little moan was the sweetest reward a boy like Danny could ever dream of.

"NO wait! She's the goddamned bitch that ruined your life! And now she tricked you into coming back just to ruin it all over again. She doesn't love you! Tell her you're leaving then get the fuck out ...."

Isabelle cocked her head just so ... to give him better access, a better view. So beautiful. And she smiled such a contented smile. He was responsible for that? It was the proudest moment of his life.

"NOOOOO - fuck her! She's just using you somehow. Don't allow it!! Get out!!"

Still, Danny kept washing, honored to be chosen to rub that lucky sponge over her goddess body. As he gently and carefully ran the sponge over her ribs, Isabelle took his hand in hers -- god, those nails - just her beautiful perfectly manicured nails were worthy of worship - then she closed her eyes and smiled contentedly as she guided his hand over her breasts.

Her perfect - goddess - breasts.

The perfect goddess breasts he'd been forced to watch Mr Black maul with those huge rough manly hands of his.

He hated Mr Black. He hated Isabelle. He hated them both for putting him through this living hell of having to know the woman he worshipped had no regard for him.

"Tell her you're leaving, then get out! Now!"

"I ... i .... I love you" he heard himself saying. This wasn't the plan. Tell her you're leaving. "I'll do anything for you. Anything."

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU SAYING??? GET OUT NOW!!! DROP THE FUCKING SPONGE AND RUN!!!!

"I ... I'm afraid of ... of ... disappointing you. W...wi...will you pl.. please.. please pu..put m..me .. in... in chastity? Please?"

 

[angelique127]

I felt like a queen being waited upon by a mere servant as I was being bathed by my devoted panty boy. And then came my big surprise, Danny actually begged to be put into chasity. I was considering it, but wanted to have a reason to do so. As a form of punishment perhaps but this would be so much better and he might not resent it as much when he begged to be released and I reminded him that it was his own idea. I would be in total control of all of his little accidents or messies, as I liked to call them. I would wear the key on a necklace hanging down between my breasts in public, a sign of female superiorityover the old male patrimony. Female led marriages and relationships were becoming alot more common these days especially for white couples.

I suddenly wanted to get out of the tub, I was going to have Danny wash my hair but that could wait until later, before he changed his mind. I stood up and filled a brass pitcher and rinsed the soap suds from my body and held out my hand to my panty boy to help me down the marble steps. I didn't need to tell him to wrap me in a big fluffy towel and dry me off.

" Yes I have a device that would fit your little dickie perfectly. " I told him and took a hold of it and led him into the bedroom and over to my treasure chest of toys. I had several cages in multiple sizes. I found one that might fit him and unlocked it and told Danny to try it on. I kept the key of course. I checked it and it was nice and snug, at least for the time being, since he was so soft and limp. Unfortunately for him it wasn't always going to be like that, by time I was done teasing him and make him suffer, Danny boy would be begging for release ! This was going to be so much fun, you should always be careful what you wish for, I thought to myself.

" Hmmm, so Danny how long should I keep you in denial ? "

Just then the phone rang interuppting us before he could answer. It was his boss, Darius Black. I listened while he explained that Danny left work early today without permission or an advance notice. Danny was skating on thin ice already and Darius wasn't pleased. I promised him that I would have a talk with my ex about this and said it wouldn't happen again or else. Darius also reminded me about Saturday night when he invited me to go to his new exclusice private club downtown that catered to black males and white females only. And then Darius suggested Danny drive the limo he had rented for the event, since he had to make up for lost time. I agreed, and said I couldn't wait, and thanked him again for lunch today...

After disconnecting I turned to my ex husband and scolded him for his behavior and reminded him that it was his responsibility to pay my ailimony payments. What if Darius had fired him, again, for leaving work early ? I told Danny that he would be sleeping in the dog house, instead of the guest room, the next time it happened. I also told him not to make any plans for Saturday night, his night off, because he was going to have to drive a limo for Mr. Black. Besides it wasn't like he could afford to go anywhere anyway.

" Now put your panties back on and brush my hair and help me get ready for my show. One of my gentleman fans offered my five hundred dollars for a pair of my worn panties ! He wants them musky and scented after I wear them for twenty four hours. Oh and he wants pictures of me wearing them, so tomorrow when you get home you can take some pictures of me before I mail them off. "

That should make him have a stiffy in his little cage...

 

[DreamingOfMyEx]

It all happened too quickly for poor Danny. He never even envisioned Isabelle would have a collection of chastity cages ready to use on him, and he found his little penis in a cage before he had the opportunity to clarify his thoughts or even think to try to "negotiate" his imprisonment.

When real men - Alpha males - like Mr. Black get horny, they get aggressive. When weak beta males like Daniel get horny, they get weak. Men like Mr. Black take what they want. Boys like Daniel beg for what they need. For both, there was Isabelle - a beautiful desirable woman who knew which male deserved her devotion, and which male existed to serve women like her to make her life easier.

Daniel knew he was going to orgasm soon, and knew that if he did Isabelle would be disappointed in him. His love for her (or maybe it was just his horniness) ran so deep that the most terrible thing he could imagine was disappointing Isabelle - so that's why he blurted out that he would do anything - even submit to being in chastity - even asking to be put in chastity - for her. She is, after all, a goddess.

And what about the man offering Isabelle $500 for a pair of her panties? Perhaps he is a man with money - the boss to everyone else he encounters in his daily life - but when it came to Isabelle he was no more a man than her ex husband. If he could easily afford to pay $500 for her panties - that's nice. On the other hand, maybe he couldn't afford it but he was going to pay it anyway. Even better. What was he having to give up just so he could debase himself for a woman he would never even get to worship in person? Was his wife missing out on a nice birthday or anniversary present? Or was his wife having to stretch the monthly food budget even further than usual? Would the poor woman be waiting in line at some charity center for a loaf of bread and a few cans of vegetables to feed her family so Isabelle could have that $500 for a new pair of shoes she might wear once or twice? Whatever -- it wasn't Isabelle's problem. It wasn't Isabelle's fault a pair of her worn panties was worth $500.

--

Danny knew he had made a mistake - a HUGE mistake - but there was nothing he could do about it. Now his inability to orgasm made his thinking even more muddled. And now every word from Isabelle was like a dagger thrust into his heart. Or into his soul. She was giving herself to the Alpha male - a Black Alpha male - whom he hated. Daniel was nothing to her - he was even less to her than thousands of complete strangers who only knew her through their computers. Isabelle's life was one of opulence and pleasures while Danny's life had been ruined, yet she had the audacity to speak of alimony as if he actually owed it to her. As if she deserved it.

She did deserve it - and that's why it was all so confusing.

The thought of being the chauffeur, driving Mr Black and Isabelle on a date, hurt every bit as much as the little chastity cage digging into his poor little penis. He couldn't do it - but he couldn't refuse. What was he going to do? What could he do? He only hoped he could get his act together and keep his wits about him while he drove -- if he got into a wreck and his goddess ex-wife was injured or even inconvenienced, he could never forgive himself. He imagined how furious she would be with him if Mr Black were injured or inconvenienced.

"I'm sorry" he whispered, although he wasn't sure what he was sorry for. It just seemed like the right thing to say - since he wasn't good enough for Isabelle. "I love you."

He hoped she would let him cum soon, and he hoped he could be a good boy for her in the meantime.

==

At work the next day it was clear Daniel was mentally and emotionally incapable of performing his old job, which involved negotiating with clients and others and doing quick mental calculations. Mr Black demoted him to a janitorial position. When he wasn't busy cleaning restrooms or collecting trash, he was performing duties of a more personal nature - like shining shoes.

 

[angelique127]

I knew that I had been neglecting my fans on my web site lately, so I decided to put on an erotic show for them this afternoon in my bedroom. I dressed in my white corset, garter belt and matching seamed stocking and heels, along with my five hundred dollar sheer panties...

Turning on the web cam I focused on me sitting at my make up table and applying lipstick and primping my hair...

" Oh there you all are...don't mind me, I am just getting all dolled up for you all ! As you know I like to pretty and wear sexy lingerie. Today I am wearing a special pair of panties, as you can see, for a gentleman that has offered to pay a large amount of money for them if I wear them for twenty four hours. He obviously likes my panties scented and worn while I play around the house all day and night! "

I turn on my chair and face the camera, spreading my legs wide to reveal my sheer panties, showing off my trimmed pubes underneath the fabric. I stick my manicured middle finger down and play with my pussy lips over the sheer material of my delicates. The camera automatically zoomed in for a close up of the action. " Oh yes, he wants them all wet and creamy ! "

Continuing to play with myself, I draped my legs over the arms of the chair and took my favorite dildo and touched the outside of my panties until I pulled them aside and ran the device teasingly up and down my slick pussy lips without entering inside...

" Oh my, I almost forgot that my personnal trainer is coming over today to help me workout. He is so big and strong...and dominant, like most black males are, if you know what I mean. Just thinking about him makes me melt ! "

Thats when I slipped the dildo inside my wet pink, gasping with pleasure. " Oh my who doesn't like a big hard cock pounding their hot pussy ? "

My cunt was so wet now you could hear it as I fucked myself with my favorite toy as I performed for my audience...not only did I get lots of requests, responses and donations but numerous offers from loyal fans for a pair of my worn panties ! I was becoming very popular and famous...

Afterward, I slipped into my spandex and got ready for my workout with my personnal trainer. If Danny, who I hadn't heard from all day, got home early he would just need to wait until he was gone or hide in the guest house so he didn't get humiliated again...

 

[DreamingOfMyEx]

Poor Danny had been planning his "escape" all day, while also trying to perform his best at work. He hated working for Mr Black, and didn't see himself working there much longer, but for now it was his only source of employment and he didn't want to lose it just yet. (Of course he still didn't understand all the paperwork he had signed, some of which authorized his entire salary to be deposited into Isabelle's bank account.)

For him, "escape" now consisted of two forms of escape - one was to escape his dependence on Isabelle for a place to live. He still had his car. The other form of escape meant escape from the chastity cage she put him in. It wasn't clear to him what he was thinking when he begged his evil ex wife to lock it away - he only knew that his brain was no match for Isabelle's sexiness. His brain would lose against her every time.

His friend Joe had a workshop behind his house, with a lot of tools. He hadn't seen or talked to Joe in months, and it would be extremely embarrassing for Daniel to approach him about getting a chastity device removed, but Joe was pretty much his only option. He didn't have money for a locksmith, and when he did finally get paid there were better things (more necessary) to spend money on. Of course he would have to wait until he made his escape from Isabelle's house before freeing his little dick from its little prison.

On arrival, he dutifully took Isabelle's damned dog for its walk. They obviously didn't like each other - and the dog somehow sensed the human was simply doing its duty rather than doing anything out of a sense of caring for him - so the dog felt no need to show his appreciation. The real Alpha of this household was Isabelle (and whatever Black man happened to be visiting.) The dog came next in the pecking order. The white beta man was always at the absolute bottom.

-

Once back inside, after putting a bandage on his hand where the poodle bit him, the white beta male quietly made his way to the goddess' door - knowing she had a show to put on. He told himself he was only waiting outside her door so he could be available if she needed him for anything. He told himself he was just pretending to want to stay on her good side so she wouldn't suspect he was planning to escape her control. He had no reason for placing his ear to the door so he could listen.

"He is so big and strong...and dominant, like most black males are, if you know what I mean. Just thinking about him makes me melt!"

This was his ex wife talking! The woman who pledged to love and remain faithful to him in a solemn ceremony in a church!

"Oh my who doesn't like a big hard cock pounding their hot pussy?"

Kneeling at her door, sobbing softly hoping he wasn't being too loud, Danny looked down at his own little dicklet locked away so it was impossible to get hard. It would never be big, and never again be pounding her hot pussy.

Isabelle is a goddess. He is nothing.

Isabelle deserves to be worshipped. Without her, his life has no meaning.

She doesn't care about him. He can't help but love her.

 

[angelique127]

After my cam show I had totaled more than a thousand dollars in 'donations' tax free and another order for over a dozen pair of my worn scented panties. I immediately went online and ordered two more dozen. At five hundred a pair business was good. Just then I got a text from my new PT saying that he was sorry and that something else came up and he would not be able to make it this evening. I was so dissappointed, I had been looking forward to being dominated and filled with his big black cock ! What could possibly be more important than me ? Oh well maybe next week...

I got up and opened my bedroom door, planning to go to the kitchen and have a glass of wine. To my surprise Danny was kneeling in front of the door in the hallway. Who knew how long he was there listening to my conversation, not that I really cared if he overheard. I couldn't help thinking how pathetic he really was now, caged and pantied. At least when we were married he wasn't such a wimp or so meek...

" Why do you still have your clothes on ? You know when you get home and after you walk the dog, you are to strip down to your panties. I expect to see you in your little cage."

Danny cowered beneath me and murmered an apology..." I'm so sorry. "

" You better be panty boy. Darius called me today and told me he had to demote you to shoe polisher and cleaning the toilets. How low are you going to go ? You are lucky that Darius didn't fire you and give you a pay cut ! Now get in your panty and apron and prepare me dinner ! " I scolded him with my hands on my hips...

 

[DreamingOfMyEx]

All poor Danny could do was whimper apologizes to his ex - as he was unable to do anything right. Being in chastity certainly wasn't helping him think clearly - that, plus the combination of resenting and hating Isabelle, and loving her and wanting to do anything he could to make her happy.

==

Not only did everyone think she made a most beautiful bride, but that they made a beautiful couple ... a match made in Heaven --

"I Isabelle take you Daniel to be my husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part, according to God's holy law."

As she looked up at her groom her eyes said it all - she meant every word, and would make him the happiest man in the world. And he would devote his life to her happiness, providing for her and protecting her from all the bad things the world would throw at them.

==

"I'm so sorry."

"You better be panty boy. Darius called me today and told me he had to demote you to shoe polisher and cleaning the toilets. How low are you going to go? You are lucky that Darius didn't fire you and give you a pay cut! Now get in your panty and apron and prepare me dinner!" she glared down on her helpless white beta ex-husband, hands on her hips, scolding him as if he were an errant child or troublesome pet.

Since Isabelle didn't share with him the fact her personal training wasn't coming over to fuck her after all, Danny was in a state of sheer terror the whole time he was preparing his ex wife's dinner. He just knew that if Isabelle didn't let him go hide, the big mean Black Alpha Male would bully him and hurt him, and Isabelle would find it all so very amusing. And arousing.

The really confusing part for Danny was that as frightened as he was, his little dick was trying to get hard, and was leaking as awful lot of precum into his panties.

 

[angelique127]

I enjoyed my dinner that my ex husband prepared for me, although I was not going to give him any compliments. I didn't want to give any boost to his ego, now that he had been completely emasculated. Instead I decided to complain about everything and the way it was cooked, " For your information, I like my chicken parmesan cooked thoroughly and well done and the cheese is too melted for my taste. The dressing is not seasoned enough. I prefer my spahgetti sauce with more added garlic, it is much too bland. Oh and the noodles are undercooked as well as the vegetables ! "

The expression on Dannys face was priceless, he had apparently failed at something once again, at least in my eyes. Every day my fingers crushed his balls more and more, turning him to my obediant panty boy. and now he was caged and I had pocession of the key. Danny had volunteeringly given up control of his little manhood. And I was enjoying watching him sweat. I wasn't in a good mood, as a matter of fact I was really disappointed that my new personal trainer was not coming over today to begin my training as planned. I was feeling rather bitchy, at least more than usual...

Danny just stood there, in his little frilly apron, his eyes downcast and not able to look me in the eyes. His hands were folded over his crotch in an attempt to hide the outline of his little cute cage hidden inside his sheer panties. It is a well known fact that each day you keep a mans small mans locked in chasity, it releases endorphins into his brain not only to become totally submissive to his keyholder and beg her for release, promising to do absolutely anything. Even sign over his entire inheritance to her.

Oh God I have him where I want him, caged and obediant and on the edge, I thought to myself.

" You are lucky that my personal trainer is not coming over tonight, you know how he likes to slap you around, and treat you like a bitch. So, after you do the dishes, I want you to come to my bedroom and we can play instead. " It would be so much fun to hear him beg for release after I teased him unmerciully into total submission.

" Oh and don't forget to feed the dog, anything but the leftovers ! "

 

[DreamingOfMyEx]

His vision blurred from the tears in his eyes, Isabelle's pathetic ex husband served up her more favored pet with a bowl of gourmet dog food. A single helping of food for the poodle cost more than all the food Daniel would eat in two or three days. In a sense, that was the way things should be - Isabelle was a goddess, the poodle her favored pet, and her ex husband was - well - her ex husband. He deserved nothing and should be grateful for anything he gets.

That, of course, is the reason he was resolved to leave her. Even if it meant being homeless and hungry. Also "resolved" might not be the right word. Sure, he was making plans in his mind - plans that he would execute that very evening. How hard could it be? Grab a few things and run off into the night. Hopefully his old car would start. He could drive to his old friend's house and lie about how Isabelle tricked him, making up a story about drugging his drink and locking him up when he was unconscious. The plan had been all set in his mind. But then, Isabelle was displeased with the meal he served her.

Poor Daniel had been standing there ready to say "fuck you, bitch" as his last act of defiance before making his escape. Two minutes later, tears were streaming down his face. He was deeply ashamed of himself for failing her, and blabbering some promise to do better in the future. Wanting to do better. Wanting her to be satisfied with his performance. All thoughts of escape put aside.

-

He was elated to know that big black bully wasn't going to visit that evening, though he couldn't understand why any man would pass up the opportunity to be with goddess Isabelle. The promise that he would be allowed into Her bedroom thrilled him beyond description. She was going to give him an opportunity to be useful to her in the bedroom! He couldn't wait. He promised her he would be a good boy for her, and resolved to do whatever it took to please her.

She could be with anyone, and she chose him! The tears of shame had turned to tears of joy! And all thought of "escape" disappeared completely.

-

Minutes later Daniel was kneeling at the foot of his ex wife's bed. He was completely naked except for the small cage encasing his little worthless penis - a bit ashamed of his body (because a goddess deserves only perfection) - and determined to do whatever She demanded to the best of his ability.

=

A thousand miles away, an accountant working for a law firm in a major city is putting the finishing touches on his report.

"Still here?" one of the senior partner lawyers asked, on his way out the door.

"Just finishing the math. That Morrison Will. Everyone's been paid - we've taken our cut - and bottom line - the lucky bastard's getting over ten million dollars." He looked down at the notes on his desk. "10,387,711 and 38 cents."

"You're sure you took out our cut?"

The accountant chuckled. "That's what you pay me for, and if I didn't take it you wouldn't be able to pay me, right?"

"Damn - over ten million - that's gonna make somebody a nice early Christmas present."

==

Daniel could certainly use that ten million dollars to enhance the quality of his own life - but at that moment he was feasting his eyes on the most extraordinary woman in the Universe - the goddess who owned him body and soul. She was perfection incarnate, and a reminder of every one of his inadequacies and failures. His only purpose in the Universe was to worship Her - and he was determined to do it to the best of his ability. Without Her, he would have no reason to occupy space in this world or any other.

"I love you" he groaned, even as his little dick tried and failed once again to get hard at the sight of her feminine perfection. "I'll do anything - anything for you."