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Saturday, December 20, 2008

No Choice

“Do you trust me?” I asked him as I began to wind the rope around his arms behind his back. I started at the wrists, bound them together then slowly worked my way up his forearms wrapping the black nylon rope around and around pulling his arms back more and more until he gasped and I knew that was enough.

“Do you trust me?” I repeated the question leaning down whispering it in his ear. He could only mumble. The red satin panties that filled his mouth prevented any real talking. He knelt on the floor at the foot of our bed. I moved in front of him and tilted his head up so he was looking at me. “Do you trust me?” I asked for the third time. He had tears in his eyes, but he nodded his head yes very slowly. I took one of my feet and rubbed it up between his legs, the top of it grazing against him. He was already hard and twitched at this gentle contact and I felt a bit of moisture as I rubbed higher and higher against the shaft and the head of his cock. “Good, we've talked about this, I know what you want. You want to watch me fuck someone else, we both know it. Tonight you'll have no choice. You will not move from this spot where you are kneeling for me until I tell you. Do you understand?” Again he shook his head yes, but he was crying even harder.

I stepped around him to the door of the bedroom, he dropped his head down, acceptance, defeat, it did not matter. Opening the door I nodded to the friend that waited there. She went inside and sat on the edge of the bed in front of my husband. She was naked and spread her legs wide opening herself up to him as she did she tugged the panties from his mouth. I sat down on the chair next to the bed. He looked at her, then up at me, clearly he was confused. He always assumed it was going to be another man. I knew this, and only smiled at him. He started to say something but she simply put one finger to his lips and he was silent again.

“Yes, darling, I told you to trust me. I know what's best. And tonight you'll get her ready for me and then you'll watch us together. Go on now, do as you are told. You have no choice.”

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

That was awesome!

bdenied said...

and the torture is what exactly?????poor guy....how can he do her with his mouth with panties stuffed in there....Oh Ok now I get it thats the torture...

Miss Honey said...

I never said toture. But you are right about the panties... fixed that little issue.

Richard said...

Poor guy. first he gets tied up, then you tease him with your foot, then a naked woman next to him. That is some punishment.

perfectlips said...

Nice story with a very nice twist. Interesting that it's your husband.

But, "he shook his head yes"? Is your husband Hungarian? Over here we nod our heads to say yes.

Miss Honey said...

Ahhh see now you know one more of my secrets, my husband is Hungarian. Oh wait, no he is not, yes he is I shook my head confused.

Hmmm... shake your head up and down.

Ahhh screw it... I will just edit it to say nod to please you darlin PL.

perfectlips said...

Mm thank you. Now it's a much better story. purr.

Miss Honey said...

Anything to make a man purrrrr... :)