Back then Dave and I were very promiscuous and played around with other couples, but I never cheated on him until I met his co-worker Jim. I met Jim at a low point in my marriage to Dave. Jim was kind and ever so gorgeous! He and I had a torrid affair over a month and fucked my brains out many times. I needed it, as Dave and I were fighting more than anything else. Then one day Dave walked in on Jim and me during one of our marathon fuck sessions. Dave had come back from a business trip a day early to quite a scene. I was lying on the bed face down with my ass supported high in the air with pillows. We were fucking so hard that I did not even hear Dave come in the house, much less the bedroom. Dave walked into a front row seat view of Jim pounding my ass with his excellent cock. Needless to say, that was the end of our marriage.
That was years ago now, and I have since married a wonderful guy from a small town. He was preacher in our local church. I had a new life now, but sometimes I missed those slutty days. Bob was however a great husband and father to my kids. Don’t get me wrong, Bob knew how to work is manhood in a great way and make me cum almost every time we have sex, but he is was not very adventurous. I miss the wild hot monkey sex I used to have, but Bob more than made up for this by being such a great guy.
I have been faithful to my new husband every since we met, but before that I had a many torrid affairs after divorcing Dave. I thought that my past was going to stay that way until I received this letter from Dave with a DVD in the envelope. It read as follows:
Dear Mary,
I bet you thought you would never hear from me again. Do you like your new life? I never thought of you as a preacher’s wife, not the Mary I know!
Although you cheated on me, I still miss those wild days watching you get pounded and fucked by the many couples we hung with. In the dvd you will see that I had many of the sessions recorded. Now I know you have not changed that much! I really want to have you again . I think you miss getting fucked the way you used to and yes, I’ve had you followed. I have even seen the kind of sex you have with Bob. Sorry to be a stalker, but you are the hottest thing I've ever had. I am obsessed with having you again.
I will gladly give you the original dvd and all copies if you agree to a night of debauchery with me and a few friends. I think you know Jim anyway and there are a few others from my work, Steve, and oh yeah Henry. You know Henry, the big black guy that was always eyeing you.
I think this might be a real treat for you. You want it and I want to give it to you. Oh yeah, one more thing, as payment for cheating on me and for seducing Jim you will submit to a spanking and then 24 strokes from a unique cane I purchased just for the occasion. I know you like a good spanking, but the cane is for fucking Jim.
You must be a willing and pleasing sex slave or else the deal is off, but something tells me you can’t wait!
Let me know soon. I would hate for anyone, in your small town, to see what is on this dvd!
Sincerely,
Dave
I was shocked, but to my surprise I found that my panties were very damp and I was very turned on! I couldn’t believe that I was so stupid to let Dave record me! I may have been turned on, but this was not what I wanted, at least I did not immediately think so. Dave was a hot guy and Jim was a sex god; thinking of him pounding my ass that faithful night still gets me hot.
I played the DVD and was shocked to see the amount of material. There were twenty five scenes of me in various positions having sex with many different guys. In one scene I was riding one cock with another in my ass and a third cock in my mouth. They all fucked me hard and then blew their collective loads all over my breasts, hair and in my mouth. Man, I was a cum loving bitch back then, but I loved it, as was to plainly obvious by watching me cum multiple times on the DVD. IN one scene, which I had almost forgotten about, I was lying across a guys lap getting my ass spanked hard. You could hear the slap, slap, slap of his hand on my poor bottom. My ass was bright red and I was kicking and fighting, but you could also tell, when the camera zoomed in, that my pussy was soaking wet. He finished spanking me, stood me up, bent me back over the bed and fucked me senseless for about 20 minutes, then he cums all over my back. You could see pussy juice running down my legs along with his cum. Wow, what a night that was.
I could not take it any longer. I got out my favorite vibe and buzzed my aching clit it until I had a huge orgasm.
Dave had me, and he knew it. If the people in this small town found out about my past that would be the end for me, I would have to move out of town and Bob would probably leave me. Also, Dave was right about my inner slut. Submitting would be very humiliating, but I have always been into alpha males and played the submissive several times in the past.
I eventually begun to think that I should not only do this to save my current life, but to re-visit my past life, all in one night.
I emailed Dave that I accept his offer. He replied back to me quickly:
Sex Slave Mary,
We are all so glad you accept. I will expect you to provide dates that you can be here for one long day and leave the next morning. A Saturday would work best.
Dave
We agreed on a date and time in two weeks. I was to show up at his house at 2pm and follow all instructions. He gave me a safe word for all spanking and caning, but, he claimed anyway, that this was more about payback through humiliation not pain. I was relieved as I was once very much into humiliation and the thought of it had my pussy aching for release.
I made the arrangements with Bob, telling him that I had to visit a dear friend for the weekend. Bob, as usual, totally understood as I had never given him a reason to doubt me. I dressed in a conservative outfit as a protest, I think, for what was to come. I left the house and drove six hours to Atlanta where Dave lived in a very nice, large house high up on a hill in the suburbs.
I was very nervous, but resolute that this was the best thing to do to clear up the mess I made. Dave may have forced the issue, but I do owe him something for fucking around on him all those times, with his business partner, right under his nose.
I rung the door bell and Dave opened the door.
“Hello Mary, come in,” he said smiling.
“Hello Dave,” I said, as I stepped through the door.
Inside there was a huge entrance hall with two huge stair cases winding up to the second floor. This place was beautiful. Dave must have been very successful after we got divorced.
He led me down a long hallway with many doors until we got to the end. He opened the door and led me into a bedroom. It had a huge four post bed with antique furniture. The furniture alone must have been worth a fortune.
“Your clothing for the evening is on the bed. Ring the bell once you have changed and a servant will come. Do exactly as he says or else!” he said with a wry smile.
Dave left. I walked over to the bed and found what he called an outfit, what there was of it anyway. There was a pair of six inch black heels and a very short leather mini skirt. A leather thong and a neck collar with the words “Slut” on it and a leather corset that seemed to be made for my figure.
I changed and stared in shock as I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like a total submissive slut! The corset held my breasts close together and pushed them way up and out, exposing most of my DD chest; my nipples are barely covered. The leather skirt only made it down to the bottom of my ass. If I bent over, even a little bit, the black thong was clearly visible. The thong was only held closed by Velcro that could easily be torn open. I was told to leave my hair down and to wear bright red lip stick, which Dave provided, and to heavily outline my eyes with black mascara. I looked every bit the part I was about to play. I was shaking with fear, excitement and an overriding sense of sexual arousal.
I rung the bell and soon a man came in the room. Without a word he motioned for me to follow him. I had a hard time walking at first with the six inch heels, but they pushed my ass and my chest out, giving Dave and the others the desired effect, but were very uncomfortable.
He led me into another bedroom. It looked much the same as the room I just left, but in the middle of the room was what looked like a contraption to tie somebody down; me, I suddenly realized. The contraption had an elevated padded bench with legs going out diagonally to the floor. There were also restraining straps near the base of each leg. I had never seen anything like it and it made my stomach swim with butterflies!
“Step up on the horse and bend over it,” he commanded.
“What are you going to do to me,” I said in a low whisper.
“You will address me as sir from now on. I am going to strap you down to the horse and prepare you for your punishment. Now come up here and bend over the horse” he said in a sterner voice.
“Yes sir,” I said, again in a low voice.
I walked up to the horse, stepped up on the low platform and bent over the padded bench.
“Good girl,” he said.
He pushed me over farther, so my ass was almost on top of the padded bench. He then walked behind me and spread my legs very wide and attached each ankle to a leather cuff at the base of each leg. Then he came back into view and pushed me farther over. My hands reached almost to the floor. He spread my arms out and secured my wrists to the cuffs on the other legs. My ass was now perched up in the air with my pussy on full display; only covered with the thin fabric of the thong. My head hung low, almost like I was standing on my head. I could not move an inch. The cuffs held me fast to the bench. The position was not painful, but I felt very exposed! My breasts had fallen out of the corset. I saw them hanging there in front of my face. My nipples were bright pink and standing at attention.
Next he came back around the other side of the bench. I could see him through my spread legs. He reached in under the bench and fondled my breasts with his big hands. He massaged them and rolled each nipple though his fingers sending waves of pleasure down to my sex. I am a little shocked at his actions, but then figured that this was only the beginning.
“Man, you have the nicest breasts,” he said, as he continued to work my breasts with his hands.
Then he took one of my breasts, lifted it up and attached a clamp to my poor nipple then he let my breast fall back down. A chain was attached to a clamp and prevented my breast from falling back down to where it was before.
“Ouch!” I said. The clamps were not set to pinch that hard. I got used to the pain quickly. My heart was racing though, and my pussy was moist. My breast was now suspended in the air. I could see better through my legs though. He did the same with the other breast. Now both breasts hung there with my nipples straining against the clamps. I had a clear view of his face as inspected his work.
Next I saw him move over me and felt him pull aside my thong. Then I felt something wet pouring over my asshole.
“What are you going to do?” I said, with apprehension in my voice.
“Master wants you to have a butt plug inserted,” he said, he then bent over and showed me a glass butt plug that was big and wide.
“Don’t worry I will go slow. I have a lot of experiences with this,” he said, his words did reassure me.
I felt the tip of the plug open my ass up as he slowly worked it in. Little by little my ass opened up. Every time I thought it would pop in, it doesn’t, it only opened me up more. Finally, when I thought I was going to burst, it finally popped in. I felt like I had a huge cock in my ass. I wiggled my ass around to try and get used to it.
“Don’t worry you will be grateful you had this in latter,” he said, looking at me though my legs.
“What do you mean sir?” I pleaded.
“You will find out soon enough,” he said smiling.
“Very nice slut Mary, very nice,” he said.
He got up and disappeared from view. I had not noticed, but the entire platform was on wheels. He rolled the horse around. I could now see myself in a full length mirror. I was looking between my legs at myself strapped to the horse. My legs were spread so wide, and my ass was lifted up so much, that my pussy could not be more exposed. I could see him come up to me and massage my ass. The butt plug was plainly visible and added to my “slave” look. He ran his hands over each cheek then gave me a few quick slaps with his open hand. I yelped a little as I saw my beautiful ass jiggle from the impact. My humiliation was growing almost as fast as my sexual arousal.
I could hear someone enter the room. From the sound of his voice, I knew it is Dave. I was suddenly very self conscious and even more humiliated. I squirmed against my straps to no avail. I see Dave come into view. He bent down and stared at me through my legs.
“Very nice Slut Mary. You never looked better, and I love your butt plug,” he said, as he grabbed the butt plug and moved it around making me squirm. He got up, and I saw see him turn to the servant.
“You have done well, you shall now get your reward,” Dave said to the servant.
I saw the servant move toward me. Dave reached over and lifted my skirt and opened the Velcro thong. I could now see my pussy spread wide open for the entire world to see, my labia and clit glistened with moisture. A new level of embarrassment coursed through me.
“You look good enough to eat slut Mary, go ahead and enjoy your reward,” he said turning to the servant.
“Thank you Master, I shall,” he said.
He walked up and flicked a switch on the horse. The entire horse started to lift up until my pussy was level with the servants face.
“Oh my god, this guy is going to eat me out right in front of Dave,” I thought in panic.
I stared up at my naked sex as I saw the servant place both hands on my inner thighs and begin to lick my swollen pussy lips. His long tongue carefully and slowly traced my labia. This was bad, but he had a very talented mouth. Dave leaned over and looked at me.
“I know you are enjoying yourself. Go ahead and have your fun. The next time you see me I will be reddening you sweet ass,” He said and gave my ass a hard slap.
The mixture of pleasure and pain was intoxicating. I did not even cry out. I was fixated on the servant’s mouth as he worked my pussy with his tongue for what seemed like forever. He had me moaning with pleasure until I came. It shook me hard, and I pulled at my restraints as the orgasm ripped through me.
“Master said I could eat you out until you came,” he said. He stopped and stroked my wet pussy then pulled the thong back into place, covering my sex, for now.
Next he blindfolded me and secured head phones to my head. I began to hear the sound track, from the DVD Dave had sent me, in the head phones.
“Man! What an asshole,” I thought, as sounds of me being spanked and fucked filled my head.
I lay there strapped to the horse hearing me getting it on with several different men. I really was insatiable back then.
After a little while I felt the horse moving. I was very nervous, having no idea what is going to happen next.
My breasts bounced up and down as the horse was walked through the house. My nipples ached from the movement, but it also gave me pleasure and something to think about besides the unknown.