Liz and I married young, I was 21 and she was just 18, little more than c***dren really. Our parents didn't think it would last long but somehow we grew up and built a solid happy marriage together. I wish you could see the pictures of Liz in her wedding dress, she looked like a perfect china doll! She's 5ft 3 with dark brown hair and darker brown eyes, 110 lbs and has a curvy figure and gorgeous, perfectly shaped 34C breasts that sit well and high up on her chest. She has pretty little girl looks and even though she's not a stunning beauty men always look at her twice and the second look is always long and lingering.
So here we are 10 years down the line with two small c***dren and struggling to pay the mortgage on a dilapidated old house in a pretty village. You'd think I'd be gloriously happy wouldn't you but I'm not. I'm depressed. Why? Well you see Liz came from a Catholic family and was educated at a convent school run by a strict order of nuns so from a very early age she was indoctrinated with the teaching that sex was sinful, that only wicked girls have sex and good catholic girls didn't indulge. The result of all this brain washing was that Liz was very repressed about sex and there was always a tinge of guilt attached to it which made me feel guilty too. Having said that she never refused me and was willing if I made the first move but she never instigated or suggested sex, it was always me that had to take the lead. When we did have sex it was very, straight and formulaic. She didn't like oral sex, it was always in the dark and in the bedroom, and she never wanted to try other positions or be adventurous in any way.
I tried many times to talk to her about it but she just used to cry and say she couldn't help it, it was just her being her. However she was completely loyal and loving and was devoted to both me and the c***dren and she didn't have any vices at all so I loved her truly and deeply and I knew I was going to have to accept her for what she was.
I used to hear fellas at work talking about their partners and how liberated and indulgent they were and it used to make me ache with envy so I resolved to try and break down her anxieties and give her the sexual freedom that I was sure she wanted and would enjoy, but how to do it? I bought her some sexy lingerie and cajoled her into wearing it one night but she was so embarrassed she couldn't go through with it and sulked at me for a couple of days afterwards. I felt dreadful that I'd obliged her to try. I plucked up the courage to try again later and bought a small vibrator but again it ended up as an awkward and embarrassing disaster. I was running out of ideas and was becoming more desperate.
Then the local fuel station started renting video tapes and they had a soft core adult section so I rented one that looked fairly racy but still quite mild and took it home. That night after supper and the k**s were in bed we were sitting on the sofa watching a TV show when I said I'd got a video to watch.
"What is it then?" Liz asked.
"Well, it's a kind of action movie." I lied.
"OK, put it on then and we'll give it a try." she said brightly.
I loaded the tape and pressed the play button. There was a story line as such about a detective looking for a missing girl but the acting, plot and quality were all dreadful.
"This is rubbish! Do you really want to watch it?" Liz challenged.
"Oh, come on, let's give it a chance." I pleaded.
Suddenly the tone of the movie changed with a bedroom scene of a couple tumbling onto a bed, stripping naked and enthusiastically making out. It was all soft focus and quite innocuous but it was still quite charged and arousing and of course it was the first time Liz had ever seen anything like it. I braced myself for the reaction.
"This is disgusting." but her voice wasn't hard and angry, instead it was hushed and shocked.
"Do you want me to switch it off?" I asked.
"No, no, it's OK, let it run." came the surprising reply.
As the movie ran on there were more scenes of gentle but vigorous sex in various combinations during which Liz sat in complete silence but I was aware of how intensely she was watching the sex scenes. The video finished and I switched it off.
"What did you think of it?" I asked hesitantly.
" Yeah, it was OK, a bit tame perhaps but good." was her considered answer. A bit tame I thought? This was surprising! I decided to push it further.
"Would you like to see another one some time?" I ventured, "maybe something a bit stronger?"
"Maybe, well OK why not." She smiled. My mind raced at this thought, maybe porn was the key I had been looking for.
Soon afterwards we went to bed. After we'd settled down with the light off Liz giggled.
"I take it that movie excited you then? I saw the bulge growing in your pants, do you want me to relieve the pressure for you?"
Did I? Did I ever. I was already swollen and stiff when she grasped my shaft and started to tease it. Now whilst Liz had a lot of hang ups about sex she was an expert, world class prick teaser, she knew exactly where and how hard to work me. She could judge exactly when I was on the edge and then she would stop and let me calm down before working me again. As she gave me her expert attention she asked.
"What part of the film did you like best?"
"The car chase."
"No silly, I mean which of the rude bits did you like best?" She was quietly insistent.
"I liked the bit where the guy was in bed with the two girls" I provoked.
She gasped and squeezed my shaft very hard until I winced but then she giggled again.
"Pig! But I suppose that's every mans fantasy." she concluded.
"What about you? What was your favourite bit then?" I asked.
"Umm, I don't know. It was all quite exciting seeing those people making love, it gives you ideas doesn't it?"
What? Ideas? Even though I was hanging on the edge of a massive orgasm my mind focussed on what she'd said. I knew I had to exploit this as soon and as much as possible.
"Tell me you love me." she whispered as she brought me to an explosive finish.
At about this time we had a new neighbour move in. The house had been empty for some time and was in an even more dilapidated state than ours was. Through the window we saw the van parked outside being unloaded so we left them to it but the next day we had to walk down the street to the shops and Liz said we should knock on the door and introduce ourselves. The day was opened by a guy in his mid 50's. He was tanned and lean looking and had a mane of silver grey hair and a matching silver beard and moustache. He looked very distinguished but the most noticeable features were his dark piercing eyes.
" Hello, how can I help you?" he smiled.
His voice was deep and rich but there was laughter in it. He looked us both over giving me just a cursory glance but his eyes settled on Liz and stayed on her.
"Hi, I'm Liz and this is my husband Alec, we're your neighbours."
She offered him her hand to shake which he took but he seemed to hold onto it for a fraction too long. He and I then shook hands. His handshake was very firm and his skin felt like old leather.
"Well I'm delighted to meet you, my name is Rob and I'm so glad I have such friendly neighbours, especially when they're as lovely as you Liz." He smiled broadly at her.
"You and your wife must come over for drinks one evening." Liz blushed.
"I would really like that but there is no wife so you'll just have to put up with me I'm afraid. How about tomorrow night?" he smiled again.
We agreed for him to come over the next night, made our goodbyes and continued walking down the road.
"He seems a decent enough guy." I offered.
"Gives me the creeps," Liz snapped "did you see the way he looked at me? And those eyes of his! He looks like a demon."
"Then why did you invite him over." I queried.
"Because it's the proper and polite thing to do." she said.
"You know one day your sense of fair play and decency is going to land you in it!" I cautioned. I never realised how prophetic my words would become.
The next day at work a colleague came over to me.
"I hear you've got a new neighbour." he said.
"Yeah, a guy called Rob. How did you know?" I asked curiously.
"Oh, I know Rob from our work in a youth group. He's just divorced you know for the third time! He's a dreadful womaniser, a total satyr. He's just had to leave the youth group for having an affair with one of the helpers and he's got a paternity order against him as well after getting his secretary pregnant. He's a rogue and no mistake!" he grinned. I decided to keep that information to myself for the time being.
When I got home Liz was busy fussing round preparing some snacks and tidying the house, she'd even brought in some fresh flowers from the garden, she really was the perfect hostess. Bang on time Rob rang the doorbell and we ushered him in, I shook hands with him but he'd brought a bunch of flowers for Liz.
"I brought you these to say thank you for being so welcoming, it's meant a lot to me, I'm not usually welcomed anywhere." he said with his deep rumbling laugh.
Liz blushed and mumbled an embarrassed thank you but Rob swept up to her and gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. The hug lasted a while and I guessed he was enjoying the feel of her body against him, especially her firm and generous breasts.
We all sat down and spent the next few hours in a very amicable and pleasant social evening. Rob was the perfect guest; witty, charming and completely amiable. He was a whisky drinker like me and he punished the bottle throughout the evening. We learnt a bit more about him, he said he was divorced but didn't elaborate further. One thing he was very quick to tell us was that he had been sterilised and had just got his test results back and that he was 'safe' This was obviously for Liz's benefit because by then I knew he was anything but safe around my wife!.
He was a sales trainer for a big IT company and spent a lot of time travelling the country running seminars for the sales teams. He certainly mounted a charm offensive on Liz, he flattered and complimented her at every opportunity and I became aware that her attitude to him was changing. From being coldly formal she warmed to him considerably, when they spoke together I noticed she leaned her body towards him slightly. I know he noticed this too because even though she was wearing a plain white blouse her high firm breasts always gave a tantalising glimpse of cleavage, something Rob obviously appreciated by the amount of time he spent surreptitiously ogling them.
At about 11pm Rob looked straight at Liz and announced he wanted to go to bed, the inference was obvious but Liz just giggled like a school girl. When he got up to leave he again swept Liz up in another hug that was much longer than the one he gave her when he arrived, he also kissed her on both cheeks. After he left we cleared the crockery and glasses away and went up to bed. As we were changing I thought I'd see what Liz was feeling.
"Well that seemed to go well don't you think?" I said nonchalantly.
"Yes, he's actually very charming, I think I may have misjudged him a little. But did you know when he hugged me as he left I could feel his shaft pressing against me? He was quite hard! I think it must have been all that whisky he drank." and again she giggled shamelessly.
"I'm not sure about that, a mutual friend told me today that he's a notorious womaniser with marriages and affairs galore behind him. It seems he can't leave women alone."
"Oh! Really! Well, well. Mind you I'm not surprised though the way he kept coming onto me and looking at me with his demon eyes."
"So how do you feel about that?"
"Umm, I'm not sure. At first I didn't like it but then I realised it was nice to have someone other than you find me attractive, but don't worry he's far too old for me." and she laughed brightly. However there was a thoughtful look in her eyes.
I felt reassured by her answer and was confident Liz was totally faithful to me but that night and most of the next day I kept turning this over in my mind. I couldn't work out if I felt threatened by Rob or whether like Liz I should feel flattered that he found my wife attractive, after all every man likes to be envied by others. He obviously found her attractive but how far would he go? The question nagged at my mind constantly together with a question I never thought I would ask myself -- how far did I want this to go?
I loved my wife dearly but the sudden and never before faced prospect of her having an affair was utterly confusing. I was very possessive of her but even so I reasoned if she wanted a lover how was I to forbid it and could I even do that? And if I did what damage would it do to our marriage. I decided to concentrate instead on awakening her passions; I reasoned that if I did that then she wouldn't want another man.
I called into the fuel station again and looked for a suitable video film that might explore Liz's sexual feelings further. I didn't want anything hardcore, I'd seen hardcore movies before and they were little more than anatomical lessons and I didn't want to scare Liz off but I needed something stronger to excite her more. Looking at all the video boxes I found one with a picture on the back of a bondage scene. Not bad I thought, pushing the boundaries but not too far so I checked it out of the library.
That evening as we again sat down after eating and finishing our chores I said, "I got another video today, do you want to watch it?"
"Oh wow, great, can we watch it now? You set it up and I'll fix us a drink."
I thought I was going to have to entice Liz to watch it but here she was eager and keen and also having a drink! This was very unusual behaviour! We sat down on the sofa and I sat back a little from her so I could watch her reaction. I pressed the play button on the remote. As before the quality, sound and production were dreadful but Liz was intent on the TV screen. There were a couple of sex scenes pretty much the same as the last movie and she was totally absorbed by them. She was silent but I saw her body tensing as she watched. Then the scene I was waiting for came on. A man broke into a house and found a woman alone in the bedroom. She turned to see him but before she could scream he had thrown her onto the bed, pinned her down and put gaffer tape over her mouth. Liz stiffened and sat bolt upright mesmerised by the unfolding action. The man then tied the woman's hands to the headboard with some conveniently placed rope, stripped her naked and took her forcefully.
I watched Liz carefully, she was silently mouthing 'Oh my god' over and over again. Her fingers were clenched tightly into her palms and her thighs were rubbing together. At the end of the scene she turned to me and said, "Will you do that to me? Now, right now?"
And with that she grabbed my hand and dragged me upstairs. When we got into the bedroom I went to my clothes draw to find a couple of my ties to bind her with and when I turned back Liz was already naked on the bed with her legs spread wide.
"Quickly lover quickly, I so need this."
With that she raised her arms above her head and held them there while I fumbled to secure them with my tie. I undressed as fast as I could and kneeled astride her. She was breathing very fast in short shallow pants, her nipples were swollen and hard and she was flushed around her cheeks and neck. I took the second tie and tied it around her head as a blindfold. She was whimpering like a small a****l. I bent down and kissed her on the mouth and then nipped each of her nipples very hard. She gasped out loud and writhed underneath me, pulling uselessly at her bonds.
"Oh my god, oh my god, have me baby, have me now as hard as you can, please have me now." she stammered.
Instead I took the tip of my shaft and held it against her mouth. Immediately she gasped and opened her mouth to accept it. As I pushed gently past her lips I felt her tongue flick over the swollen tip and her lips close around my shaft as she gently began to suck. She whimpered again and as she did so I reached behind me and began to tease her clit with my fingers.
I was so aroused I knew I was very near so I pulled away from her mouth and moved myself between her legs. As I did so she arched her back and raised both her legs straight into the air. I slid gently into her, my god she was wet, really wet so on my first thrust I slammed fully into her. She gave a deep long moan of pure ecstasy. I felt like a god. I tried to control my need to explode by trying to focus on work, the roof repair, the bank overdraft in fact anything to distract me and slow me down but her gorgeous body was overwhelming and after just a few thrusts I couldn't hold back any longer. Liz felt me tensing and arched her back again, moaned loudly and I felt her pussy muscles gripping me tightly. We came together powerfully.
Afterwards we lay still in a kind of shocked silence. I untied her hands and she wrapped them round my neck while wrapping her legs around my waist.
"Ummmm, that was unbelievably good lover, I came sooo hard for you." she purred like a contented kitten.
I don't remember falling asleep but I was so spent I slept through the alarm next morning. I began to think that by being bound and helpless Liz was absolving herself of any responsibility for her wanton behaviour, it was all beyond her control so how could she feel guilty about it? I felt that the key I was looking for was beginning to turn in the lock.
I somehow managed to stay awake through work the next day and staggered home feeling like something the cat had dragged in. When I got in Liz rushed to meet me.
"I had a visitor today." she announced.
"Oh yeah, who was that?"
"Rob, he came to say thank you for the other evening."
"That was nice of him."
"Yes, but as soon as I invited him in he made a pass at me, he squeezed my bottom and said he'd love to get to know me better, a LOT better."
"So what did you do?"
"I laughed it off but he was serious."
Immediately the thoughts that I had been trying to lose came flooding back and again I was confused and uncertain about exactly how I felt. Should I be upset at his behaviour? I thought I should be but I wasn't, in fact I felt strangely excited about it. God, what is wrong with me!
"So how do you feel about all this?" I asked Liz.
"That's the strange thing, I don't know. At the time I was shocked but now I feel a little bit excited about it. It's very flattering being chased by an attractive man even if he is a little bit old! His eyes look like devil eyes! I think I should be careful of him though."
An attractive man? A bit excited! What is this? And now he's not too old but just a little bit old!
"I think you should as well." I said more to myself than Liz.
"Oh, and he wants to buy you a beer tonight at the pub, he said he'd see you over there about 8.00. He wants to tell you something but he wouldn't tell me what it was."
This was suddenly getting deeper and I certainly felt that I was floundering out of my depth. Things were happening that were ruining my cosy little world and I started to feel a bit scared.
After supper and chores she said, "When you come back from the pub with Rob I want to ask you something." Even more to worry about I thought.
At 8.00 I walked across to the village pub and found Rob sitting at a table in the corner. He stood up and gave me a cheery wave, walked across to me and asked what I wanted to drink. He bought a couple of beers and we both sat down.
"Did Liz tell you I called in to see her this morning?"
"Uh huh." I said cautiously.
"Well I'm sure she told you I made a pass at her then."
"Uh huh."
"I like you Alec you're a nice guy so I'm going to tell you straight to your face. I think Liz is a very attractive and desirable woman, the kind of woman that really appeals to me and I intend to seduce her and make a cuckold of you."
"Whaaat? Excuse me?"
"I have had a great many women in my life, they are my weakness, I live to chase and enjoy women and to me there is nothing more exciting or that makes me feel more alive than to seduce a woman. To seduce a married woman is the most thrilling of all and to have them in their marital bed is the ultimate excitement for me. I have a lifetimes experience, skill, and guile in the art of seduction and I will use every ounce of that to seduce your wife. When I break her defences I will use her mercilessly, I will use her like a sex doll, I will use her until I am satiated and that will never happen. I will do things to her that you have never done and I will give her experiences and feelings she has never dreamt of and not only will she be a willing conquest but she will beg me to pleasure her. I will not rest until I have feasted on her, made her mine and given her the sexual experiences of her life and there is absolutely nothing you can do to stop me."
OK, so that's it then. He's putting me on notice. What do I say?
"Well Rob, I understand why you want Liz, after all that's why I married her and I can't stop you trying for her but I don't think you'll succeed, she is very conservative, sexually innocent, naïve and very loyal."
"Very well then, you must help me to seduce her."
"Why should I do that for heaven's sake."
"Because like most other men who have been in a secure marriage for some years you find the idea strangely compelling and exciting. Admit it, ever since I've shown an interest in Liz you've been thinking about it haven't you?"
"Yes." I answered feebly.
"I'm not looking to break your marriage up and neither am I seeking to take her from you. You have nothing to fear from me at all in that respect. And you know that the idea of me pleasuring your wife excites you beyond reason so will you help me?"
I thought hard for a moment.
"I can't believe I'm saying this but yes, I will help you but it won't be easy, she will resist your advances on her."
Or at least I think she will anyway. Now I'm not so sure.
"Meanwhile you must tell me everything about her, her most intimate of secrets, the things that do excite her, her fantasies and weaknesses, anything I can use to break down her resistance to me."
So I told him everything I could. I felt no sense of betrayal, just a growing excitement for planning her seduction with such cold method and intent. After that we talked about houses, work, cars and anything else but by then it was a done deal. What was I doing for pity's sake?
It was quite late when I got home but Liz started talking to me as soon as I got in.
"You remember our lovemaking the other night?"
"I don't think I'll ever forget it, it was amazing, fantastic, wonderful."
She smiled and chuckled provocatively, "Well I thought next time I would like to tie you up and pleasure you," then in a quieter voice "and I want to video tape it." She lowered her head and lifted her eyes to me coquettishly.
Liz had been going on about filming the k**s growing up so I'd sc****d the money together to buy a second hand camcorder. Now we were going to make our own porn movie!
Bloody hell, can there be any more shocks tonight! I now seem to have turned my wife from a conservative prude into a rampant sex maniac and my horny neighbour wants to debauch her. This was all getting a bit too much for me to get my head round.
"By the way what did Rob want to say to you?"
"Oh he's going away for a few days and he wanted me to keep an eye on the house for him." I lied. No way was I going to tell her what he'd really said.
Liz's enthusiasm for our movie making was overwhelming and she insisted I take an afternoon off work so we could make the film in daylight and while the c***dren were at school. As soon as I got home Liz had me shower and then set the camcorder up in our bedroom on top of the wardrobe looking down onto the bed. Then she carefully tied my hands and feet to the bed frame (surprisingly tightly) so I was effectively spread-eagled. She was wearing her favourite kaftan robe and when the redlight started blinking on the camcorder she undid the zip and let it fall to the ground.
She was wearing the sexy lingerie I had bought for her previously! A figure hugging black basque that squeezed her breasts together and upwards, black stockings attached to the suspender straps, minute black briefs and a lovely black velvet neck choker sporting a small cameo broach. She looked absolutely stupendous, agonisingly beautiful and without any conscious thought my shaft rose at the sight of her.
"My, but you are a hungry boy aren't you." she purred.
She then climbed onto the bed beside me making sure not to obscure the cameras view and began to stroke my aching shaft.
"Mmmmm, I think I'm going to enjoy making you suffer for my pleasure and everything will be for my pleasure."
Without another word she took my shaft deep into her mouth and began sucking, twisting and licking it. That was the start of the most surprising and enjoyable couple of minutes of my life. She squeezed, teased and pleased for as long as I could stand it and all the time she made the most suggestive sexual comments. When she finally released me she laughed with glee at my convulsions.
I suddenly realised that this wasn't Liz my demure shy little wife any more, this was Liz the dominatrix porn star and she was acting very enthusiastically for the camera! Finally I had found which buttons to push to arouse her passions but now I was beginning to think it may not have been such a good idea after all. I was completely worn out.
That night we watched the video we had made and rather than be embarrassed by seeing herself behave that way instead she rejoiced in her behaviour pointing out the moments when her performance particularly pleased her. When it had finished she looked at me and said
"I want to make another one but a bit more daring this time." Her eyes were glowing.
"What do you mean by more daring?" I asked hesitantly.
"I don't know but you're good at that kind of thing, you suggest something."
I decided in a heartbeat to take the plunge, "OK, how about we do the same but with another man instead of me?"
I braced myself for what I was sure was going to be a hissy fit.
"Who?"
Not "Are you mad", "No way" or "What do you think I am" just 'Who?'
"Well I thought maybe Rob." again I braced myself.
A thoughtful silence, no protests, shock or indignation just a thoughtful silence.
"Would he agree to it do you think? I have to say I'm curious about him." her giggle was full of intent.
Curious about him huh? Well one thing I did know about women was that curiosity was their downfall. More women had succumbed because of their curiosity than any number of candle light dinners, moonlight walks along the beach or diamond jewellery. When a woman got curious about a man it was a certainty that things would happen. Now Liz was curious about Rob. I knew exactly where this was going to end.
"Oh yes, I'm sure he would agree to it, anything that will get him closer to you he will agree to, you already know he wants you."
She giggled again, this time it was a purely sexual sound.
"How would we work it then? I don't want him to see or touch me. I just want to enjoy him."
"He'll want to see the video though, he'll still see you then?"
"That's different, that's video, I just don't want him to see me while I'm having him, it would be wrong."
Oh my god, this is moving faster than I can cope with, she actually wants to pleasure the man who is intent on seducing her but she doesn't want him to see her in the flesh? A woman's logic had always been beyond me. I was going crazy with all this.
I mentioned that we lived in an old quirky house and one of it's idiosyncrasies was a first floor loft that was quite big and had arched beams so thinking quickly I decided it would be ideal.
"OK, we film it in the loft. We can tie his arms up to the ceiling beams and have him stand there. With a blindfold on he won't be able to see or touch you. You come in after he's been strung up and leave the room again before I let him down. What you do to him is entirely up to you, I will just work the camera."
"When will you talk to him about it?"
"As soon as he gets back from his trip, he wants us to go out for a pint again anyway. I'll tell him the ground rules about no touching or peeking and that he has to agree to anything you wish to do to him. Is that OK?"
"Mmmm yes, but I want him oiled up as well, oh I can't wait, please make it happen lover." she pouted.
I had truly woken her slumbering passions.
Rob came back from his trip and called me straightaway to arrange to go for a drink. When I got to the pub he was waiting at the table with two pints for us. He launched in straight away.
"Well, did you get anywhere with Liz? Did you work on her? Am I any closer to having her?"
"Yes you are but the route is unusual to say the least."
"Explain to me, I don't understand." he looked puzzled.
So I told him about the video and bondage thing and how it had inflamed Liz's desires and that it had now culminated in her wanting him to subject himself to her fantasies.
"I see what you mean about unusual. So in order to get closer to Liz I have to agree to be her sex slave while she films it? Mmmm that's not something I've ever tried before but it interests and excites me immensely. Tell her I agree. This is going to be an even more satisfying conquest than I thought it would be."
We finished our beers and went home. Liz pounced on me as soon as I got in the door, "Well, did you ask him?"
"Yes and he agrees to it and your conditions. I told you he would do it to get closer to you, he's coming over tomorrow night to discuss the details and arrangements."
She laughed out loud, "He's not getting any closer to me but I'll certainly be getting closer to him, poor fool! Men are so gullible when it comes to sex, they believe what they want to believe!"
I kept very quiet.
The following evening when Rob came over Liz greeted him warmly and with great confidence, I recognised the total change in her attitude toward him.
"Hi Rob, I'm so glad you agreed to my proposal, I'm looking forward to it enormously." and with that she threw both arms round his neck and gave him a long kiss on the lips and pushed her hips hard against him.
I knew what she was doing, she'd put on a tight top with a revealing neck line and she was testing him to see what effect she had on him. The effect was immediate and highly visible.
"My, you are pleased to see me." she teased him and then to my shock and Rob's surprise she lowered her hand, grasped his shaft and squeezed. Then she suddenly pulled away and laughed.
"No more, that's just a taste of what you're going to get." her smile was pure wickedness. Rob's grin was ear to ear.
"I can't wait either Liz, but I warn you I shall not be easy, you will have to work very hard at me."
"Oh Rob, I think you'll be the one who'll be very hard!" They both laughed.
The moment passed and we sorted out a date and time and how it would go. I don't remember that much of what was discussed; I was still fixated on the sight of my young gorgeous wife stroking another man's shaft.
For the next two days Liz was walking on air, she was buzzing with anticipation and excitement. She went to the hairdressers and took herself off shopping for 'things' she needed for the big day. Also, for those two nights she became the passionate sensual woman I'd always dreamt of but I had a nasty nagging feeling she was using me for practice in preparation for her adventure with Rob.
Came the day and Liz spent all morning preparing herself to look her best. We had some old blackout curtains which I rigged in the loft as a background and floor covering, I'd bought a clothes rope and some screw eyes to rig up two ropes from the ceiling beam. I also fixed an angle poise lamp to the ceiling beam shining directly down and a second stand type lamp with two spotlights to one side to give oblique lighting for modelling. I had the camcorder on a rickety old tripod to one side, the mains lead was connected to prevent a battery failure at the wrong moment and I was set.
Rob arrived right on time, he let himself in the backdoor and climbed the stairs to the loft. We greeted each other as he looked around at the set up, glanced at his watch and said "It's time, I've been thinking about this constantly and now it's time, I think Liz is going to enjoy me more than she expects."
"You realise the longer you hold out the more adventurous Liz will have to become?" I said.
"I'm well prepared," he grinned "I took a Viagra earlier."
He stripped naked and as he began to oil himself with the baby oil we'd bought I looked at his shaft. He didn't look any bigger than me but he was massively thick and heavily veined, something I knew Liz appreciated in a man. I gave him a clean white towel that he wrapped round his waist and tied it at the back then I guided him to the spot under the ropes. He raised one arm and I tied the rope to his wrist and then his other hand the same. Finally I put the blindfold around his eyes.
"Are you ready?" I asked him. He nodded his head.
I walked to the door of the loft and called Liz. She came in wearing a bath robe and stopped still when she saw Rob restrained and presented for her pleasure. She gave me a smile of pure lust. I started the camera running and turned the lights on. The oblique lighting angle lit Rob's body in a very flattering way highlighting his muscles and bone structure and his skin glistened from the baby oil.
Liz slipped the robe off onto the floor. She was wearing the same black lingerie that she had worn for me but with the addition of black high heels and a delicate filigree mask that concealed the top of her face. She looked more beautiful than I had ever seen her before and I wanted to take her myself there and then.
She walked up to Rob's left side, leaned up and kissed him on the cheek, she then nipped his ear lobe between her lips. Her left hand was resting on his chest running through the mass of hair.
"You are not allowed to speak, you may cry out in pain or pleasure but if you speak I will punish you, do you understand?"
He nodded his head silently, he was certainly going along with his role.
Liz circled round him dragging her sharp nails across his body as she did so, she pressed so hard it left red weals in his skin. When she stood in front of him again she placed her hand behind his head and kissed him lovingly on his lips.
"Now we begin." she whispered.
She gently ran the fingertips of both hands very gently across his chest moving them in circles, his skin had started to goose pimple in the cool loft and was already sensitive and his body hair rose to her touch. Then she took his nipples between the thumb and forefinger of each hand and tweaked them until they hardened, as soon as they had responded to her touch she lowered her head and flicked her tongue over each nipple in turn. His shaft started to grow beneath the towel, something that Liz immediately noticed.
"Mmm, you are a big boy aren't you." she purred.
But she didn't touch him there instead she started to nibble at his nipples while continuing to gently stroke his chest. His arousal continued until his shaft was fully erect beneath the towel. Liz stood back for a moment still running her hands through his chest hair to admire his length.
"My my, you could do some damage with that couldn't you." she cooed.
And at that moment the tip of his shaft poked through from the top of the towel. He was fully swollen and a deep purple colour and as I zoomed the camera in on it Liz put her hands on his hips and lowered herself to her knees, then she brought her mouth close to his tip.
"I can feel the heat coming from you and I can see your veins throbbing, I wonder what you taste like?"
She flicked her tongue over the soft purple flesh, at first just a slight lick and then she pushed her tongue right out and began to swirl it around him. Rob uttered a soft groan, tipped his head back and pulled hard on his bonds. They held firm and I could see them biting into his wrists. Liz licked that most sensitive part of his shaft for a full two minutes gradually applying more and more pressure.
"I love the taste of your shaft, I can't wait to feel it in my mouth." she teased.
Rob's groans were becoming louder and more frequent and suddenly he pushed his hips forward into Liz's face. She sprang back and stood up.
"Oh no, you're not horny enough for that yet. You need to suffer a lot more first." she laughed.
She walked round him again until she stood on his left side, then she slowly ran her left hand down his chest and slowly, very slowly lowered her hand until it covered his shaft over the towel.
Then she started to rub her hand over it very gently and slowly from the tip to the root, occasionally she slipped her fingers over his girth and squeezed gently. His erection grew even more in response to her massaging and he started to gasp in time to her stroking. She realised he was getting too aroused so she walked round behind him and released the towel from around his waist and threw it to one side. Still standing behind him she slid her hands round his waist, down his thighs and then inwards to his groin. Carefully she took one of his balls in each hand and began squeezing and separating them in a circular rhythm. She was stopping his balls from rising up into him so he couldn't climax. She knew exactly how to work him. As soon as he had calmed down she walked round to stand before him again, sank to her knees and taking his shaft in her left hand and cupping his balls in her right hand she pulled the tip of his shaft downward and very slowly placed it into her mouth. She pushed her head downwards until most of it was deep inside and then she started to suck it. Again I zoomed in to show her cheeks hollowing with the power of her sucking. Her head started moving up and down in a deliberate calculated rhythm as she twisted her head from side to side.
Even though I was watching all this through a grainy tiny black and white viewfinder the vision of my soul partner pleasuring another man, delighting in inflicting cold blooded pain and pleasure on him drove my own excitement to the limit. I desperately wanted to grab my swollen shaft and give myself relief but my job was to record this for Liz for her to relish and enjoy later so I concentrated on the camerawork as best I could. I remembered that it was at this point that I had given way to her caresses and I marvelled at Rob's control but then I saw her holding his balls very tightly together denying him the release he so desperately needed.
She must have felt he was getting near again because she lifted her head from him, raised herself on her knees and placed his shaft between those wonderful breasts. Rob realised straight away what she was doing and started to rub himself up and down in the soft billowing flesh of her cleavage. His rubbing became faster and faster but again at the critical moment she released him and left him untouched. She was 'edging' him expertly. He gave a long desperate groan of despair.
Liz laughed at his frustration long and loud, lifted his head and kissed him on the lips again.
"Am I working hard enough yet Rob? How hard are you hmm?" she ran a fingernail along the thick vein on the front of his shaft, "No, you're not hard enough yet."
Then she reached down and pulled a length of thin black ribbon from the top of her stocking, looped it around the base of his shaft tying it into a bow and snatching it as tight as she could. Immediately his shaft turned bright red and swelled thicker than before, his veins swelled up as the blood flow was restricted until they looked like they must burst. Liz admired her handiwork with a delicious smile. Then she gently reached out her fingers and stroked the swollen veins with loving care. After she was satisfied that Rob was suffering exquisitely she turned and went to her discarded robe, carefully reached into the pocket and pulled out a sprig of Urtica dioica or stinging nettle leaves. Without a word she jammed them onto his balls forcing the spines into his flesh. Rob cried out in pain but Liz just laughed and then drove the leaves onto his erection before finally moving them up his shaft and onto the wildly sensitive tip. Again Rob cried out in genuine pain. I couldn't believe she could be so cruel but her sadism was obviously exciting her enormously. Rob whimpered softly.
"Now I'm going to finish you." she said.
She dropped the nettles on the floor, released the ribbon cutting deep into his shaft, then stood to his left side so the camera got a good clear view and gripped his erection with her left hand. Holding his shaft out straight in front of him she began to work it back and forth with just her thumb and index finger grasped around the bottom of the tip. He immediately became rock hard again and he began to drive his shaft through her fingers, as forcefully as he could thrusting his hips forwards and backwards. After perhaps a minute Liz tightened her grip using all her fingers and his body stiffened, he gasped aloud and a thick string of seed shot from him with enormous force. He jerked convulsively a few times and then collapsed hanging from the ropes.
Liz kept her grip on him sliding her hand up and down him gently but firmly until she was sure she had drained him of every last drop of seed. As she released her grip she noticed some of his seed had splashed onto her finger. Carefully she raised her finger to her mouth and licked it up.
I stopped the camera recording.
Liz picked up her robe and walked out. I took off Rob's blindfold and released his wrists.
"Are you OK?" I asked.
"Bloody hell that was the most incredible hand job I've ever had, she is utterly fantastic and I want her more than ever. Now for pity's sake give me a whisky to stop me shaking."
He dressed slowly struggling to keep his balance then we went downstairs to the lounge and I poured him two fingers of Teachers, he downed it in one. I poured him a second and he settled himself onto the sofa. Just then Liz came downstairs, she had changed into jeans and sweatshirt but I could still see the flush of excitement on her face and neck. Rob turned to face her.
"Did you enjoy that Liz? Did I match up to expectation? I have to say it was the most amazing experience for me."
Liz looked embarrassed by both the situation and the question.
"Yes Rob, I did enjoy that and yes, you did come up to expectation, in fact you exceeded it by far, you were magnificent and I'm sorry if I hurt you." she said sincerely.
"Oh don't worry about that, it was all part of the deal wasn't it." he laughed but then his devil eyes narrowed as he fixed them on her before continued , "but talking of the deal I expect you to give me a rematch but this time you will be the one who is bound and blindfolded and I shall be the one enjoying myself."
Liz's eyes opened wide and her jaw dropped.
"But, but I..." she started.
"No buts," Rob interrupted, "I played the game for you, now it's only right that you play the game for me, after all that's only fair and I know what a fair person you are."
So that was his scheme! I'd told him about Liz's exaggerated sense of fairness and now he was using it as a lever to blackmail her into submitting to him. Clever, clever Rob. Liz turned her head to look at me and her expression was that of a rabbit caught in a car's headlights. She had no words, she was dumbstruck. Rob hesitated a moment as he could see her consternation and confusion and I think he sensed he was in danger of getting an outright "NO" in reply so he backed off and gently let her off the hook.
"I'll tell you what. I have to go away on business again for three days; I shall expect your answer when I return. Now I need to go and shower and rest." he said.
He got up to leave and I walked him to the back door. He paused in the doorway and said to me, "She's wavering but I expect you to do absolutely everything you can to get Liz to agree. After this afternoon I want her more than ever. Pressure her at every opportunity, she will listen to you, she trusts you, convince her to submit to me."
When I returned to the living room Liz had gone back upstairs and when I called her she told me she needed to be alone. When the k**s came home from school she reappeared to cook supper and play with them as if nothing had happened but later when we were sitting on the sofa again she said, "Well, are you going to show me the video of this afternoon or not?"
I loaded the tape into the machine and started it rolling, it lasted less than 10 minutes but Liz sat through it all in silence watching the screen intently. As the tape finished I looked at her and said, "Tell me what you're thinking?"
"I don't know, I'm really confused. What should I do?"
"Well, if you agree to submit to Rob you know exactly what will happen. He is a sexual predator who has had dozens of women so he will know exactly what to do to you to make you want him, he will use his undoubted skills to tease and arouse you until your body takes over from your mind and you won't be able to stop yourself from surrendering to him"
"But I love you." she said tearfully.
"And I love you too but this is not about love, this is about lust. Rob doesn't love you and he isn't interested in loving you. He lusts after you, he wants your body for his sexual gratification and to use you purely for his pleasure. You will just be the latest notch on his headboard. Now if the idea of another man having you just for the thrill, excitement and experience of pure sex interests you then this is the perfect opportunity. I'm sure Rob is a highly skilled lover who would give you enormous pleasure but without any messy emotional entanglements. I'm OK with you having another man because I think you deserve that experience and I know that we will still be happy and secure together afterward. But ask yourself honestly, do you think you would enjoy Rob having you?"
She looked away and whispered very quietly, "Yes, yes I think I would especially after seeing and enjoying his massive shaft today. I kept wondering how it would feel having it deep inside me, driving me crazy and making me come. Am I wicked for feeling like this?"
My heart began to pound and I felt dizzy hearing her say this. It was curiosity you see, it's their downfall every time.
"No my love, you are a wonderful woman who has a woman's feelings. If you want Rob to make love to you it's as natural and as understandable as your love for me, in fact I think it would make our love stronger." I said and I genuinely meant it.
She leaned over and gently kissed me.
"I love you with all my heart," she said "but I so want him to have me"
"Then it's agreed." was all I could say.
We didn't speak about it anymore that day or the next. Liz had looked into her heart and made her decision, she was sure in it and she knew that I was OK with it so there really was nothing more to say. During the next day Liz was very attentive and affectionate to me but I don't think she was feeling guilty or trying to make it up to me, I think she was genuinely happy and content. Seeing her so relaxed and settled reassured me that I was doing the right thing by her and that she had now become a whole and confident woman totally free of anxieties and guilt. I was so pleased that she had now become absolute and complete and utterly happy in herself.
That night the phone rang and I answered it, "Hello Alec, its Rob. How are you and Liz?"
The question was loaded and he was obviously desperate for the answer.
"Hold on Rob, I'll pass you over to her."
She had already got up and was making her way across the room when I handed the receiver to her.
"Hi Rob, how are you today?" she answered brightly. Her voice was full of confidence and strength.
Mumble mumble mumble from the phone.
"Yes I have decided and I will be very happy to give you the rematch you want."
Mumble mumble, mumble mumble mumble. She laughed, it was carefree and full of joy.
"I'm very excited about it too and I can hardly wait either, when do you want this to happen?" she turned and flashed me a truly happy smile.
Mumble mumble mumble.
"Friday afternoon when you get back is fine."
Mumble mumble mumble.
"Yes, OK, I understand and I will do as you say."
Mumble mumble mumble. Again that carefree laugh.
"You b**st, you say the most dreadful things to me and there is no need, I so want this too you know."
Mumble mumble mumble.
"OK."
Mumble mumble.
"Yes I will, see you on Friday. Bye."
After she hung up she came back and sat beside me.
"And?" I queried.
"OK, he wants me in our bedroom on our bed, he wants full daylight and he will supply what he wants me to wear, I'm not to wear a mask or blindfold but I must wear my wedding ring and you and I are not to have any kind of sex until after he's finished with me."
"Are you OK with all that?" I asked uncertainly.
"I will do whatever he wants because I told him I would." was her flat reply.
Her face then became serious, "There is one thing though. I think Rob is the kind of man who in his passion may lose all control so if he tries to be kinky you must promise me you will step in and stop things."
"What exactly do you mean by 'kinky'?" I queried.
"I don't mind him being a bit rough, in fact I hope he is because that makes me so incredibly hot as you know," and she giggled mischievously, "but I don't want him to try and have sex with my bottom. I hate that and the thought of it makes me sick. Promise me you'll tell him and you'll stop him if he tries?"
I gave her a reassuring hug and said, "Don't worry poppet I will never let anyone do anything to you that you don't want." and I meant it because I loved her so.
Until Friday came Liz was a complete nervous fidget, she was like a c***d on Xmas Eve. She didn't talk about it but her eagerness was obvious, instead she put her energy into going over every inch of our bedroom making sure it was immaculately clean and attractive looking. She even washed the windows to ensure as much light as possible came through them, she explained that she wanted the best possible recording of her seduction. During this time she was true to her promise to Rob and she did no more than give me a friendly kiss me on the cheek but I could feel her anticipation and sexual tension rising.
However, one evening as I was sitting on the sofa watching TV Liz came in wearing a very short skirt and a tight T shirt with a very low neckline, she took the room in at a glance.
"Where's the TV remote?" she asked. I pointed to it lying on the cushion at the other end of the sofa from me. Instead of walking round me to get to it Liz leaned across me struggling to reach it at the far end. This placed her b**sts firmly across my head.
"Oh flipping thing come here!" she complained but as she struggled to reach it her breasts jiggled firmly into my face. Now I defy any heterosexual man who still has a pulse not to be aroused by having a perfect bosom like Liz's massaging their face. Instantly I responded in a very visible fashion with an erection I could be proud of. Eventually the wriggling in my face stopped and Liz straightened up holding the remote. She immediately and deliberately looked down to see what effect her struggling had had on me. As she saw the bulge in my pants she smiled and flicked her eyes to mine in a look of satisfaction. She muttered quietly, "Mmmm, we can't have the k**s seeing that now can we?" and without warning she smacked my erection very hard with the back of the remote. I doubled up in pain but Liz just laughed, threw the remote back onto the sofa and flounced out in triumph. She was trying out her sexual powers on me and I was loving it!
Rob didn't call again and we had no contact with him until the Friday afternoon when he came to our door. Liz had been upstairs all morning in the bathroom and bedroom making sure she looked her very best so I sat him down on the sofa and gave him a whisky. He was carrying two plastic bags that had the name of a chain of high street adult shops on them. After he sat down he gave me one of them.
"Give these to Liz to put on, she must wear these and nothing else and she is not to see me until I begin her seduction."
I took the bag upstairs to Liz and relayed the message, she looked in the bag excitedly, "Oh wow, these are so sexy, they must have cost him a fortune!"
I left her to it and went downstairs again. As I sat down I said to Rob, "Listen Rob, there is one very strict ground rule today, anal sex is absolutely out, it revolts Liz and she's made me promise that I will not allow it no matter how heavy the action gets."
He smiled a gentle smile, "I quite understand and I give you my word on it. Besides, the very last thing I want to do now is upset Liz and put her off me when I'm just about to start having her."
He then went on to tell me how he wanted Liz prepared for him, what camera angles and close ups he wanted, how he would momentarily pause things to allow the camera a good angle or shot and what he particularly wanted to have recorded. He'd obviously been planning the whole thing meticulously and was intent on directing as well as starring in this film.
"This is absolutely the best thing," he grinned evilly as he drank his whisky, "I get to seduce a beautiful young woman half my age, a happily married woman at that, and I have her in her own marital bed in front of her husband who's filming it for me! God, this is the ultimate, I've never enjoyed a conquest as much as this before. I hope you have a full tape in the camera because I intend for this to take a long, long time. I've taken another Viagra so that I can ravish her better and for longer than she's ever known. I will make her so hot she will be begging me to have her." And he gave a broad leering grin, "Come on Alec, and don't look so glum, your darling wife is gagging for my shaft and I will make sure she gets more of it than her gorgeous young pussy can take. God, this is fantastic!"
I think I felt a bit sick, I had put myself in a position that I couldn't possibly win. If I tried to forbid what was going to happen then I felt certain that Liz would just go ahead regardless of what I said and simply cheat on me, at least this way I could influence or manage things to some degree. Then I felt the itch in my groin start to get worse and I knew that it was too late now and I wanted this to happen as much as Liz and Rob both did.
"I'm ready." Liz called from the bedroom. Rob gave me some handcuffs and I went up and opened the door. She was wearing the clothes Rob had bought her. It was a tight black lycra 'boob tube' type dress that hugged her figure like skin. It finished about 3 inches below her pussy and started half way across her breasts. There were no straps to hold it up and it was secured by a zip fastener that ran from top to bottom down the centre front. She also had on black latex stockings that ended about 2 inches below her skirt. It looked sensational and very expensive. Rob had chosen carefully and she looked incredible.
Then I began to position and bind her as Rob had directed. Our bed was an iron frame one with a metal bar head and foot board, she was to be kneeling at the bottom of the bed with her back to the foot board and facing the headboard. I handcuffed each of her hands slightly behind her to the foot board. I noticed she was shivering, "Are you cold? I can bring a heater." She shook her head, "No, I'm just very excited."
I checked the camera which was positioned to the side of the bed and quite high up looking down onto it and called Rob to come up. He was wearing the bathrobe he had asked for and I noticed there were some things in the pockets and that he had a small black whip like a miniature 'cat of 9 tails' stuck in the waist band. I told him that after I closed the door he should count to 30 before entering so I could get the camera running. From the cameras viewpoint Liz was in profile, her splendid breasts were outlined to perfection by the tight material of her dress and kneeling on the bed it had risen up to her hips. The door was to her right.
The door opened and Rob walked in. Liz turned her head to see him and let out a small gasp of sexual expectation at the sight of the man she was going to surrender herself too and who would take her innocence. As Rob looked back into her eyes his own narrowed into dark slits, he looked for the entire world like a tiger about to pounce on a young deer tethered to a tree.
"Seduce me." she said simply, the pupils her dark brown eyes opening wide as she drank in the sight of him.
He walked round and stood behind her. She tried to turn her head to follow him with her eyes but could only go so far and was unable to see him standing close behind. He ran a knuckle down between her shoulder blades and down her spine; she gasped and shuddered at his first touch. He turned her head towards him and leaned round to give her a long fierce kiss working his lips against hers. Liz responded passionately and pushed her tongue deep into his mouth working it around his tongue and demonstrating her complete willingness for him to possess her. Eventually they broke the kiss and he started kissing her gently on her shoulder slowly working his way along to her neck kissing and licking every inch of her flesh. He bent his head close to her ear, pulled the hair back away from it and whispered, "Are you ready for this Liz; are you ready for me to take you long and hard until you forget your name but will always remember mine." Liz shivered again, "Oh god yes, I so want you Rob. Please have me."
"Ah but I want you to beg me to have you so now I'm going to have to teach you to beg." he hissed in her ear.
He pulled the small whip from his belt and wound his other hand into Liz's hair and pulled her upwards as high as her handcuffs would allow. The dress had ridden up and the naked cheeks of her bottom were exposed. He lashed the whip across them. Liz flinched but otherwise didn't react. He ran his hand over the reddened flesh and squeezed it gently before he lashed them again with more force. Again she flinched but stayed silent so he lashed again even harder. This time she gasped and winced at the pain.
"Excellent, now I know how much pain you can endure I shall see how long you can endure it for."
He started to lash her back and forth across her cheeks maybe a dozen times, they started to become reddened and inflamed. Liz winced and cried out at every blow but the hot flush on her neck and face showed it was exciting her immensely and as she suffered the blows she pushed her bottom back towards him for more. He stopped and dropped the whip onto the floor. Moving forward to stand directly behind her he put his mouth to her ear. Her breathing had now become fast and shallow as her arousal had grown.
"Beg me to have you, beg me." he growled in her ear.
"Please, please, please have me Rob, I need you to have my pussy so much, please." she whispered desperately.
"When you really want me then you will beg properly, when your need to feel me deep inside you is at its greatest then you will know how to beg me properly." he menaced.
He began to nibble her ear lobe. I'd told him that Liz was sensitive there and he paid close attention to them. At first Liz laughed and giggled but he kept on nibbling and sucking until she began to twist, jerk, and shake gently. He continued for some minutes driving her higher and higher and then suddenly he stopped.
Without another word he took a thin black rope from his robe pocket, looped it around the headboard and then passed it through the end of each handcuff that secured Liz's wrists to the foot board. He unshackled the handcuffs from the foot board and then pulled on the ends of the rope. Liz's arms were pulled forward and she was then pulled flat and stretched out on top of the bed. He secured the rope ends to the headboard and told her to turn over onto her back. Lying there panting with lust and arousal in the sexiest of clothes with her hands bound above her head she was the most beautiful creature alive and my own lust for her made me ache.
He climbed onto the bed and straddled her sitting across her hips, his weight stopped her from trying to move away but the passion in her eyes said she had no wish to move away. He bent down and licked her neck from her collarbones up to her chin, it was an incredibly sensual act that drew a sigh of happiness from Liz. Suddenly he kissed her fiercely on the lips before gently kissing her on the forehead. She didn't know what he was going to do next, gentle or rough he gave no indication of what sensation he was going to inflict on her. I could see the anticipation and uncertainty was driving her sexual desire beyond anything I could have imagined. As her eyes widened and she stared up at his face he looked down at her coldly, looked at this the sweetest of his conquests at the moment of her surrender.
Gently he ran a finger down from her neck into the top of her cleavage Pausing for a moment to let me zoom the camera in he reached for and pulled the zipper on the front of the dress down very slowly until her ample breasts burst from the thin material.
"Nice, very nice, I've wanted to enjoy these from the first day I saw you." he murmured as he placed a hand on each of them and carefully stroked and explored their firmness and shape. Her nipples were as hard as diamonds and as red as rubies and sat high on her breasts. Silently he bent down and started to lick her breast all around the nipple being very careful not to touch it. Working slowly he traced her nipples roundness with his tongue on both her breasts and then began to kiss the around them. The gentle teasing aroused Liz's sensitivity incredibly so when he finally took one into his mouth and nipped it firmly in his teeth Liz writhed and moaned . He then did the same to her other nipple before working his way back and forth between the two. Circling the thumb and fore finger of each hand around the base of each breast he squeezed them hard. Liz's moans turned into groans of ecstasy. He did this for several minutes driving her passion with skill and practice, a true expert enjoying himself immensely.
Then he pulled away, reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of nipple clamps linked together by a thin gold chain.
"Now my dear it's time for you to feel some more pain." he said with obvious pleasure.
Liz whimpered and tried to pull away tugging at her bonds but she was held firm. He placed a clamp on each of her nipples and tightened them cruelly before pulling on the chain so that they were pulled forward from her breast as far as they would go. She cried out softly and I saw tears of pain start to trickle from her eyes but she didn't object or ask him to stop.
Rob lifted himself up from her and removed his robe. He was naked and fully erect. The pleasure of this seduction and the Viagra had swelled him and he was thicker than I'd seen him before and his shaft was standing vertical.
Liz lifted her head and fixed her eyes on the shaft that she realised was going to fill her completely, "Oh my God, you're huge, God it's beautiful." she gasped in shock.
Rob bent forward, slipped his shaft under the nipple chain and laid it between her breasts, using his hands to wrap her breasts around his shaft he began to rub up and down buried in her generous cleavage. Liz raised her head as far as she could and managed to flick her tongue over the tip of his shaft at the top of every thrust.
"Mmm mmmmm mmmmmm oh god mmm yesssss." She gushed.
Rob's expression was one of intense pleasure, he was savouring every moment. Soon he stopped and pulled his shaft free and leaned forward balancing his body by placing his hands on the headboard and carefully pushed his tip against her lips. Obediently she opened her mouth wide. He hesitated a moment to let the camera zoom in again and t