Without any sound to listen to, it was so strange to watch the view of my own living room via the network of hidden cameras that Liam had installed. Every sight of them was fed to my mind through the filter of lust, as the slow rhythmic fucking of my ass was steadily increasing my arousal. Liam sat in a chair near me, sipping his beer and watching along with me. I would occasionally glance over at him or look downward to...

“You have a plan, Master?” I asked while feeling my heart pound in my chest. “Yes I do, Crissy. You are going to text Cheryl and tell her that you got hung up running some errands and you thought she might like to ask Lydia if she’d like to have dinner out. I happen to know Lydia has tickets for a recital tonight, so that should get your wife out of the house, so you can sneak back in without being seen in your pretty dre...

The numbers were rising quickly, as Brooke’s fans bid up her use of my ass. Their arousal seemed to mirror Brooke’s own, and as her cock got harder and harder in the grip of my stroking hand, the chime of tips coming in kept sounding. It wasn’t long before the first milestone was reached, and Brooke started applauding. “Oh baby, it’s time, Crissy. Stop stroking me for now, and stand up and lift up your skirt. Show our fri...

The evening was nice and uneventful. Cheryl enjoyed the dinner and perhaps enjoyed even more that it was ready just moments after she arrived home. “I could get used to having a house-husband,” she joked. Our conversation stayed light and inconsequential, as though we were both avoiding heavy topics with a mutual but unspoken agreement. Talk of how to understand her budding desires within our marriage had been heavy for b...

I woke the next morning with the taste in my mouth having become stale. It took a moment for me to identify it, but when it did, I felt that familiar warmth of shame and arousal as I pictured the sight of myself kneeling before him in the darkness. I had awoken before my alarm, so I decided to take advantage of the extra time, and I jumped into the shower before Cheryl. Even with a quick touch-up of the shaving of my cock...

I worked consciously to control my breathing and to calm my thoughts. I looked at myself in the reflection quickly, trying to convince myself that my face wasn’t immediately given me away. Rational me thought there was no way Cheryl would just guess that I was locked into a chastity cage but that didn’t really stop me from feeling my heart pound. I was afraid of even the most incidental contact with her. I was frustrating...

Even as the new group of women comes closer, making sounds of surprise and delight and shock, the first woman behind me just keeps on pounding the strap-on dildo into me. She kept driving it in, faster and harder and deeper. Right along with their amusement and delight came their instinct to record everything, and there were quickly even more phones pointed at me. Even through the fog of alcohol, I remembered the feeling...

The next morning, and Monday with it, arrived too quickly. As was becoming routine, Monday morning felt a bit rushed as we both felt some difficulties in getting back to a workday schedule. There wasn’t a lot of time to talk, but I made sure to send her off with a lingering hug and a kiss. “I love you, no matter what,” I whispered into her ear. She kissed me warmly. “I love you too,” she said with a reassuring smile. Then...

My heart was pounding and my breathing was too fast. My head throbbed, forcing me to remember all that tequila. The thought of tequila made me remember all the cum that had gone along with it. There wasn’t time to let my mind go back to all that. I had to figure out where I was and what was happening. It would certainly help if I was able to find my clothes. Other than the bed sheet, there was nothing here to cover myself...

It was hard to think at first. How could one be expected to keep track of anything under the impatient gaze of six men who looked at you like a pack of wolves looking at a stray rabbit? I focused just on the table and just on the piles of chips. The short stacks were easy to eliminate, so after a first glance around, I could tell there were only three contenders. I counted and re-counted, until there was a clear winner in...

The chair waiting for Liam was the closest to me as I stood in the doorway. The other five chairs were all filled, and every man’s face was turned to me. His introduction complete, Liam dropped the short leash, left me standing there, and took his seat at the table. Once he was seated and had arranged his starting stacks of chips in front of him, he turned back towards me. “Fetch me a drink, Crissy. Double shot of scotch...

Arriving at the restaurant, I was both apprehensive and eager. I wanted so much to see Cheryl, just to share in the joy I knew she would be feeling over the completion of the basement. It was no small thing that Liam had taken as his own, to be the one that first walked her through those spaces and saw her excitement. I also had this protective feeling, as if I needed to stand between her and Liam. I was kidding myself wi...

I had to concentrate to slow my breathing as the reality of my predicament sank in. I was trapped chained against the heavy wooden St. Andrew’s cross, cuffs affixed to my wrists and ankles trapping me here, spread out like I was on display. Looking around the room, I noticed a camera mounted above the door, making that feeling all too real. The display on the screens changed, as Liam’s movement from the door to the baseme...

It was almost surreal to accept the details of my new life and routine. In the morning, I awoke and pretended to be the ideal, attentive, work-from-home husband. I would make coffee and make us breakfast, and I would help Cheryl get her lunch together if she was bringing one that day. With love, I would give her a goodbye kiss on the threshold, and watch through the window as she drove away. As her car disappeared out of...

It was getting late in the afternoon by the time I got back home. From the sounds and bustle I found, Liam and his men were still busy at work downstairs. I was feeling a bit dazed, so I poured myself a glass of water and grabbed an apple and sat for a moment in the kitchen. It was there that Liam found me. “You put on a wonderful show, from all that I saw and heard. There has been very good feedback, and Brooke was going...