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Cockqueen I should have known I’d get caught. Having been married for twenty years to my partner I’d foolishly started to let my mind stray and I had cheated on him with some guy I met at the gym. He had been working away that week and it wasn’t like I was frustrated with our sex life, it was incredibly active but he wasn’t there and I wanted sex. The guy was younger than me, roughly in his early twenties and I brought him back to the house and we had sex. It didn’t mean anything, just dirty sex and I felt incredibly guilty afterwards. My husband, Andy confronted me about it just three weeks later. I’d never seen him so angry yet there was a vulnerability to him and the way he felt betrayed. The mistake I made weighed down on me as I realized just how costly it would be. He threw the picture he had of me caught in the act onto the table and I started to cry. Fuck knows how he got the picture, all I knew was that I was fucked. If he broke up with me, I had nowhere to go but back to my parents place. Andy owned his own business and supported us both with ease and I had grown accustomed to the spoilt lifestyle. The spa visits, the nice house and nice car. If he decided to go for divorce I’d get nothing. When he had calmed down I tried to apologize, and begged for his forgiveness. His still face gave nothing away and I began to cry. “I’d do anything, please don’t leave me.” I cried out and he looked up, a wicked look in his eye. “Let me think about it, but for now I want you to leave, I can’t bear to look at you Debbie.” Andy avoided my tear-filled eyes as he handed me money for a motel room and I ran out the house. Stupid, stupid, stupid. What had I been thinking? I truly loved Andy, despite being the trophy wife he was very passionate and treated me very well. As I paid for a room at the closest motel I collapsed on the bed and began to cry once again. I woke late the next morning and immediately checked my phone. No missed calls. No messages. I wanted to call him, message him once again but decided to give him space. He was still incredibly angry at me understandably and I’d just piss him off further. I watched the TV absently as my mind wandered, dreading what could be. Either I could go back to my parents. Their disappointment in me would at the very least match Andy’s. They loved the guy, ever since I brought him home for the first time twenty-five years ago when we were both just sixteen. I was thankfully distracted by my thoughts by the phone ringing. “Andy” I breathed into the receiver, cursed hope running through my brain. “Debbie.” He replied and it was hard to tell by his tone what he was thinking. “I can’t believe you did this. Can you at least tell me why?” I couldn’t. I didn’t even know why myself. A younger guy was hitting on me at the gym, I fell for his charm and enjoyed the ‘naughty girl’ feeling I had as I flirted back. It was only once I’d done the act that I realized how much I’d fucked up. When I didn’t answer he continued. “I love you, but naturally I no longer trust you and trust is a big part of any relationship.” “I know, and I’d give anything, absolutely anything to earn that back.” I wasn’t beneath begging, I truly would do anything. “Would you agree to me levelling the playing field. You cheated on me, how about I, just this once, had sex with someone else.” I thought it through and realized I didn’t like the idea. Someone else having sex with my man. That was exactly how he felt right now though. I’d just done that to him. At least I’d know about this, I’d be doing it to partially earn his trust back. I agreed and he asked me to come back home to talk it over. Andy was silent as he let me in and told me to wait in our bedroom. After a while he came in with two cups of water and he told me that he didn’t want to do this but it was the only way he could think to level the playing field. I nodded nervously and gulped down the drink. As he looked away, lost in thought I began to apologize once more but began to feel sluggish. My speech started to slur and my eyes felt heavy as I began to feel sleepy. The drink, he must have drugged the drink! The last thing I saw was his face and the wicked smile that looked so foreign on a face I remembered to look at me with total affection. Groggily, I started to come to. A look to the alarm clock on my side of the bed told me that I’d been out for ten hours. It was evening and I could hear voices outside the room as I began to wake up. As I tried to get up my arms and legs tugged on something restricting me. I turned to see that I was handcuffed to the bed. Feeling alarmed I called out to Andy and the voices stopped in the other room. “Debbie, you’re awake.” He started and I asked him what was going on. “Well, you see I can’t have you cheating on me and then crawling back into my life, leeching my money off of me. However, I also have something to confess.” His smile was cruel, dark. I’d never seen Andy like this, his face showed nothing but pure contempt for me. “The truth is, I haven’t been completely faithful either. The only difference is, I wasn’t fucking stupid enough to get caught. You see, those times you went out for your girls nights out or your yoga visits, I had company and I liked to record my little conquests in this room on video. The camera doubled as a security camera just in case our cleaners decided to try to steal any of your jewellery again and when I did the daily check the other week, there you were, with another guy.” I couldn’t find the words to say as he admitted to cheating on me, and not just the once either. I wanted to throw back everything he said to me earlier in his face but realized I wasn’t in the position to do so, as he said. He had proof of my infidelity, although there was video proof around somewhere of his, I had no clue where it was. “So, why do you have me like this?” I finally found my voice. “You see, I’ve been thinking of doing something like this for a while now and you finally gave me the opportunity. You will be allowed to say here my darling wife, but things will change. Should you not agree to these changes, I will divorce you and as you know, you’ll be left with nothing. Oh you could go and live with your parents, which right now you’d hate but may think differently in a few weeks, you won’t purely because if you do that video of your infidelity will go viral. Plus, by that time there’ll be some more videos to add to that collection. I wondered what he meant by more videos to add but was brought back to reality as he made his way towards me, something metallic in his hands. He showed it to me, it looked like a large metal ring with straps attached to it and he told me to open my mouth. I nodded my refusal as I clamped my mouth shut but he simply pinched my nose, restricting my air flow. I tried to hold out but it was a losing battle and the second I opened my mouth to let in air he forced the ring in and strapped it tight behind my head. The ring held my jaws open wide and it felt incredibly uncomfortable. "You can come in now Jessica.” I turned to face the door and saw a petite young blonde walk through the door. She looked like she was still a ! She was incredibly attractive and she looked like she knew it. She knew the power her beauty held over others and she was used to using it. The way she looked at me however was disconcerting. Her smile was wide and mischevious as she began to undress, as did Andy. “Jessica here is twenty-one years old. I met her a few months back and she’s been dying to take our relationship further. When I told her I was married to you, she just shrugged as if you were just an obstacle. Now, open wide” Andy said, laughing at his own joke as he placed his erect penis into my mouth. I’d always been impressed at his size but I rarely did oral, hating the way his cock would make me gag so whenever we did, I would control how deep I took it in my mouth which was never that far. This time however he was not so considerate. He pushed down into my throat causing me to gag. As he pulled out a great deal of my saliva came out of my mouth with it and fell down my chin. He then picked up Jessica, her petite frame barely a challenge for him and he placed her over my face. Her pussy was right over my face! “Lick it” he demanded and I shook my head, pleading not to have to do this. I heard him move and the a muffled cry of pain escaped me through the gag as he pinched and pulled on my nipples. He held them out, instructing me to lick once more and although I tried to hold out, I eventually gave in and reluctantly licked. I’d never kissed a girl before, let alone lick her pussy! Neither had I ever felt curious about it. I cringed as the reality of what I was doing crashed upon me and I cried as I gingerly licked away, scared of more pain. Jessica then positioned herself so she was lying on top of me facing me. Her breast, larger than mine crushed down on mine and she licked my drool off of my face before spitting on me and in my mouth. I began to cry uncontrollably, humiliated far beyond I’d ever been in my life as this girl who was young enough to be my abused me. And then it got worse. Andy stood above me, his cock and balls resting on my forehead. With a eager grin on her face, Jessica began to take him in. Starting off slow I watched as she took him deeper and deeper. Her drool started to fall down on my face and I was forced to close my eyes as it covered me. My shame grew as she giggled at the mess she was making. Not having had enough there, Jessica was repositioned once more so that she was sitting on my chest, her skinny ass squashing my breasts caused me pain. Andy then pulled her close so her pussy was just in front of my chin and he began to penetrate her. He instructed Jessica to wipe my eyes so I could watch and when I kept my eyes shut ha had her slap my face until i did. I was a blubbering wreck as Jessica climaxed over me and Andy pulled out. Jessica then began to jerk my husband off and pointed his cock down to my face as he shot his cum on my forehead. It leaked down slowly, covering my eyes. Jessica used her fingers to gather the cum on my forehead and guided it down my face and into my throat. “What a little cum covered cheating .” Andy taunted as he grabbed my hair and wiped his cock with it. I was then instructed to lick Jessica clean once more and then they both got up and left me, covered in cum and spit. “We’re going to get cleaned up, I will come back in a little to have a little chat” Andy said casually and then he pulled out his phone and took a picture. I was still crying as they left the room together. Never had I been humiliated so much before that I felt defeated. Covered in a mixture of his cum and both their spit, tied, and his cum drying in my hair. I could only dread how bad I looked right now. As my sobbing calmed I could hear them having more fun together in the shower. The noises as she bumbed into the glass panels, the way they both laughed. It finally hit me that he’d cheated on me consistantly and I began to cry once more. A little while later, Andy re-entered the room dressed once more. He laughed at my appearance and I didn’t need to see myself to know the state I was in. I could feel it. The cum and spit had dried and it felt sticky, the taste was still in my mouth. “Jessica is going to be staying here a while and that means I’ll need to make sleeping arrangements for you. I’m going to leave you cuffed here until I’m back to get you somewhere to sleep. Know that whilst you stay here, you do as I say, you do as she says. In return, I’ll keep these videos to myself and keep you fed and with a roof over your head. If not, well, of course you go back to your parents but the video of your cheating goes out, plus I’ll be able to edit the video to make it look like you were with Jessica willingly earlier. Wouldn’t that be nice for your friends down at the gym to see? I’ll be back soon, until then Jessica is in charge, I’ll hear if you don’t do what she says and that would just make things worse for you. Understood?” My tears formed once again as I saw no resemblence to the man i married in Andy. He was cold and mean, nothing like what I knew of him. Had I turned him this way over our twenty years of marriage or had he always had this in him? As I heard him leave, Jessica stood in the door frame, a wicked smile on her face. —————————————————————– Thank you for reading this story, I hope to add more to it eventually so feel free to send in your ideas and suggestions, as always, feedback is greatly appreciated. |
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 , wow heavy stuff  Wanton_Wench If you apprehiate this blog,please give a   or a
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What a vivid story!
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w0w you've found your calling ... it's a writer . great , Job
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lots of submissive, captive thrills to be had in this story, thank you for sharing, x
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