Hubby's naked backside slides across the fake leather of the barstool he currently sits upon. He tries to settle into a more comfortable position for what is about to take place, but he is currently struggling with doing just that. Let me set the stage for those that are currently watching this happen from behind the safety of your devices screen.

His currently bound hands will not allow him to be very physically expressive, but I will try my best to explain things with words. He sits atop a black adjustable metal barstool, from his own kitchen mind you, with two ropes attached to each wrist and tightly secured to the metal connecting the seat to the base. Below the stool is a clear plastic furniture tarp ( yes, it's the 99 cent one from Walmart) covering about a six-foot area around the barstool that he is currently perched upon. The tarp is there for one reason and that is to be sure the carpet does not get stained. He is affixed to the barstool that is sitting in his own bedroom, and he currently sits just a few feet from the footboard of his comfy queen-sized bed. He has a perfect view of the bed that him and his lovely wifey sleeps in every night. The bed is removed of all covers and just has the bottom fitted sheet and one pillow that is facing him from against the headboard. On a portable folding table near the far wall in their bedroom sits ten banana cream pies. (Oh my, I wonder what those could possibly be for.) But sadly, Hubby has a pretty good idea what their intended use will be. Just to the right of the bed is Wifey's iPhone 11 attached to a camera tripod, it is there to capture all the embarrassment that he is likely to soon endure. See today is Valentine's day and instead of doing "normal couple" stuff, his very twisted wife has decided to fulfill a long-awaited fantasy she has had for several years now and maybe even from as long ago as her childhood. See Wifey was a 90's child who grew up on television and the messy shows that came from that era. She has had a wet and messy fetish since probably high school but always felt too weirded out to tell anyone. But she has pined for her day to unleash her messy torture on a pitiful slave she will possibly find some day. That came true after she met the man that currently awaits his messy humiliation from his fixed spot in their bedroom. They would both agree that they have had the greatest relationship of their lives and now it's time to explore more extreme ways to achieve marital pleasure. They truly can talk about anything, so when they had the talk about Valentine's plans, Hubby felt truly honored that she confided in him her longtime desire to put it in her words, " I want to humiliate the shit out of you, and it would involve pies to your very handsome but pathetic face". He must admit he was quite shocked and worried by this request but due to the huge love he has for her he agreed to do her extreme and messy bidding on Valentines, which just so happens to be today!

See the thing is Hubby grew up a neat freak child who barely even liked to eat food with his bare hands, let alone have food on other parts of his body, and for sure would not like to be humiliated in this manor, right? That sure shouldn't be a turn on for him, but he does intend to let her have all the fun she wants, fingers crossed. Sitting here now, completely nude, and very nervous for how this will go he may be regretting agreeing to this, but he will try and be a good messy bitch , I mean sport. Hubby also watched those same shows as a child in the 90's but to be humiliated in front of all those people, was a scary and utterly embarrassing option for him.

The time has come to start, the bathroom door opens, and she steps into the humiliation chamber aka their bedroom. The butterflies in his stomach are trying to fight their way out, she looks super-hot! Clad in a sleek one-piece black teddy her huge boobs hang out for everyone to see in the braless and crotchless lingerie. The exposed skin on her tits, legs, and butt glisten in the overhead light. Damn it looks like she rubbed baby oil all over her body, not fair, she knows how much that gets him worked up. Her red hair is pulled back in the tightest bun Hubby has ever seen and the hair on top her head looks plastered against her scalp. Talk about extra hold gel. Minimal makeup covers her naturally pretty face, but she has on the brightest and shiniest lipstick he may have ever seen her wear, also not fair, she knows how much he loves shiny lips. She is without a doubt trying to make this Hard for him( pun possibly intended) to not get excited, even though anxiety flows through his body. In her right hand is a rather large black dildo ("Damn I hope that isn't for me", he suddenly thinks) and in the left hand is her plug in the wall super industrial vibrator. An evil smirk has been stuck on her face as she slowly walks over to where he remains helpless and tied to the barstool. " Is my slave ready for Her messy humiliation"? As she looks straight at his naked shriveled cock while trying to hold in her huge smile. Hey, it is February and is currently cold in his bedroom, so give the guy a break. She walks over and drops the dildo and vibrator on their bed then turns the camera, so it is facing directly at Hubby. This is getting real, and the embarrassment is already becoming clear on his reddening face, but hey he is tied up and pretty much at the mercy of his wife. (Sounds like a grand old time, right?)She clicks the record button on the phone as she pulls out from, he's not sure from where, a tube of the lipstick that she is wearing. Ok he now guesses it's time for her to reapply it before the show gets rolling; but instead of doing that she walks over to him while rolling out the tube and coats his lips with it! "I love looking at my wife's shiny red lips, but I did not agree to this." He silently thinks to himself. He now looks like a naked drag queen. (But she does love RuPaul.) To add further insult, after applying way too much to his lips she then writes loser with it across his forehead. He must admit he is getting a little bit aggravated at this point I mean a few pies in the face is one thing but making a manly man wear lipstick may be taking it too far. What if that won't wash off? Will he be stuck forever being the loser with Loser written across his forehead? As hubby processes this new development, he can start to see how much she loves to see his discomfort, and how she knows he can't do anything about it. She walks over to the table covered with pies and places the lipstick down as she inspects which pie should she use first to inflict the escalating humiliation that is now taking place. On top of that she has made him trim his beard and style his hair with gel; just so he can look good to be blasted with baked goods. She picks up the first pie as hubbys anxiety/anticipation builds, oh lord he is not sure how this is going to go. While walking over to him with the first pie, as he prepares for the aftermath about to come, she starts to trip. He thinks to himself "I hope she falls face first into her own pie, now that would be hilarious." But immediately she corrects her balance and does not fall but throws the pie from a few feet away, just so he couldn't see the first one coming, straight into his unsuspecting face. The pie nails Hubby's face with the force to snap his head back as crust, banana pudding and cream explode on his face, head, and body. He is unable to see at first being temporarily blinded by the pie's contents. But his ears are working fine as he hears a laugh escape from her bright red mouth. This stuff is everywhere, and he can smell the cream and bananas. (Did I mention he does hate bananas, probably why she picked this particular pie.) He doesn't get a warning as the second pie smacks the top of his head and cream runs down to the rest of his body. She laughs again and says how pathetic her messy slave looks with his nicely styled hair destroyed, as the camera silently records everything. With his eyes still covered in substances he can't see the next several pies, but he knows as each one slams into his very attractive face his wife's pussy is getting wetter and wetter. Even though he doesn't like to get messy the wife's excitement and the thought of being destroyed by humiliation is starting to really arouse him. As each pie splats into his face the blood flow to his penis starts to increase. He has lost count, but his eyes become clear with a few wipes of Wifey's hand, and he sees her huge evil grin. She rares back with the 10th and final pie and launches it into his completely unrecognizable face with as much force as she can muster. "Could a simple pie knock someone out?" He thinks she may be trying to prove that fact. Now after being completely humiliated on camera, he doesn't think it could get much worse. But strangely he now has a huge erection building beneath several layers of cream and crusts. Luckily this is hidden from her because he does want to give her the satisfaction of knowing how turned on, he really is. As if reading his mind, she reaches her hand down through the cream and grips his now throbbing cock. She laughs then says, "I thought I saw a little movement down there, but too bad, I'm not going to do anything about that, you pathetic little geek". "Wait a minute he screams inside his mind this isn't what I signed up for, I should at least get off after suffering this embarrassment." Leaning down closer to his cream covered ear she whispers how she has always wanted to be fucked hard by a black guy while your pathetic ass sits covered in cream with a hard-on. "I really don't have this fantasy, she is just making it up, I am from the south, and we don't get turned on by such weird things." He unconvincingly tries to reassure himself. But here he sits, covered in cream and now a black guy is about to come out from somewhere and fuck her with his big dick. The cream has finally receded enough from his eyes, and he is looking directly into his wife's big doe eyes. She says that the black guy backed out at the last minute, and she would improvise. I hope she was joking about the black guy but back to the story at hand. She walks over and lays down on the bed with her head on the pillow and what appears to be very wet pussy facing where he is sitting. She grabs, the much larger than his, black dildo in her right hand and bottle of lube that she had hidden under the pillow. She applies a very generous amount to the shiny black cock. She tells the camera how this is so much bigger than what she is used to, so she better use this lube that she has never had to use with her husband before. His tiny cocks struggle against the cream that covers it, why is this getting me so horny? She spreads her legs wide as she pushes the dildo into her pussy, with a little more force it snuggly slides into her pussy as a moan escapes her lips. (She is doing well with this acting stuff.) Over and over, she pushes the black cock in and out as moans freely come from her open mouth. As her body bucks with the thrusting of her dildo she grabs the vibrator that is already plugged in beside her and turns it on. The vibration is very loud in the room, and he wonders how powerful it really is? Because it sounds like a jackhammer. She places the massaging end against her clit that has swelled from the constant pounding the fake black cock has been doing to her. Within a few seconds of applying the vibrator her moans intensify and he can see the quiver in both her legs. Man, he thinks, "my cock feels like it could explode at any second." With her body shaking from head to toe she lets out a huge scream as he watches fluid shoot from her vagina onto the otherwise clean bed sheet. His stomach does a back flip while he listens to her orgasm and realize that she has never made that much noise and has never squirted with him during sex. With a big smile on her face, she removes the vibrator and dildo while sighing with pleasure before locking her eyes on his. "Oh, are you still there? I got a little caught up in things and forgot you still lived here." With an evil grin she slowly gets off the bed and walks unnaturally toward him due to the pounding her pussy just endured. At the last second, she turns around and grabs the pussy juice drenched dildo. She brings it to his mouth and tells him that "Mr. Black" didn't get off and that is your job, before jamming the dildo into his creamy mouth. He starts to gag but tries his best not to give her the satisfaction of showing it. She is loving this as she pushes it in and out of his mouth over and over while hubby struggles with the task at hand. Her other hand surprise him as it grips his fully erect but below average cock while she uses the pie cream to jack him off. Within a few pumps his dick is mixing its cream with the rest of the cream sitting in his lap. His head falls back as hubby screams out in ecstasy. (Man, we both may have just had the biggest orgasms of our lives. He thinks while recovering from his bliss) As she finishes pumping out the rest of his semen, she pushes the dido deeper and says, "you will always be my bitch, as she spits directly into his shocked face! He spits the dildo out while her spit rolls down his cream covered face, and says, "As You Wish