My Husband’s Slutty Wife: Floppy Tits and Chained Wrists

I remember the day vividly, the sun beating down on her bare skin as she stood there, chained and exposed. Her huge, floppy tits hung heavy, swaying slightly with the breeze. The chain around her wrists glinted in the daylight, a stark contrast to her soft, pale skin. It was a sight that both thrilled and humiliated me, knowing that she was on display, her body a trophy for anyone who might pass by. **Her Chained Wrists: A Symbol of Submission** Her wrists, bound with those ornate chains, were a clear sign of her submission. The weight of the stones pulled at her arms, forcing her to keep them raised, her body on display. It was a powerful image, one that I couldn’t help but capture, knowing that it would forever be etched in my mind. The way the light hit her skin, the way her body was framed by the chains, it was a perfect blend of beauty and degradation. **The Allure of Her Floppy Tits: A Cuckold’s Delight** Her tits, large and heavy, were a sight to behold. They hung low, swaying with every slight movement, a testament to her natural allure. The way they moved, the way they caught the light, it was mesmerizing. I remember the way my cock stirred, the way my heart raced, knowing that she was mine, yet on display for all to see. It was a strange mix of pride and humiliation, a feeling that only a cuckold could truly understand. The memory of that day, of her standing there, chained and exposed, is one that I’ll never forget. It’s a reminder of her submission, of her willingness to be used, and of the power that I hold over her.