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“It’s called ‘spanking roulette.’” My wife said with a glint in her eye. “The rules are simple—even for you!” She laughed out loud as she watched me winding up the vacuum cord. “You’ll be fully dressed and standing in front of us. Then we’ll put a blindfold on you. You’ll drop your pants and panties and bend over. One of us will give your ass a spank with a hairbrush. Then you straighten up and try to guess who it was. If you guess wrong, we decide an article of clothing you’ll need to remove. If you guess correctly, your clothes stay as they are. Five correct guesses and I’ll unlock your CB3000 and let you jack off in front of us into your hand. Of course you’ll have to lick it clean. If we get you naked before you guess five correctly, we’ll have our way with you using our strap-ons and dildos. Oh, and you’ll stay in chastity for another month.”
I didn’t know what to say. “Well??” my wife demanded. ”I….I…” At that moment she walked up behind me and slid her hands under my tee shirt. She started to rub and pinch my nipples slightly. “Well?” Her right hand moved its way down to my pants, squeezing my locked up cock. “Yes” I heard myself say. “Great!” She said as she slapped my ass. “Now hurry up and get this place clean, they’ll be here in half an hour!” She went back to the couch and picked up her Vanity Fair magazine. How did she know I would agree to this?? But, of course, I ALWAYS do.
They all arrived on time, as usual. Five beautiful, sexy women. Mature yet not “old.” They all had husbands and families of their own. I often wondered if their husbands, men I played golf with, guys I played at the park with our kids with, knew what went on.
After I got each one the beverage of her choosing I stood before them ready. My wife got up. “Okay, you all know the rules right?” They all answered “right!” She took a scarf and wrapped it around my head twice. Alright, pants OFF!” I quickly pulled down my jeans and pink panties. I heard the humiliating ‘whoops’ and whistles. I bent over and readied myself. “SMACK” came the blow. “Okay, guess.” “Sue??” I answered timidly. They all laughed. “No!” I heard two or three of them say. Then Sue’s voice. “The shoes!” I kicked off the sneakers I was wearing and bent over again. “SMACK” “Uhhh….Jane??” More laughter. “NOOOO!” The shirt Jane said while laughing out loud.
This continued until I was wearing only my pink panties and a pair of socks. Fortunately I was able to guess correctly when Alice and my wife each had their turns. And also when Sue had her second turn. Another smack to my well reddened ass. “Mary?” “Awww, another one right” Then another hard “SMACK.” “Jane??” I was wrong again. “The socks!” This caused more laughter because my toenails were all painted hot pink. Something my wife insisted on the night before. “Wow, just the panties left, AND if you guess correctly on this next smack, you’ll win!” I waited for the smack. Whoever it was took her time. I felt the hairbrush slide up and down my sore cheeks. Then, “SMACK.” I guessed my wife this time. “WRONG!!” They all said. The blindfold came off and the panties came down. They each had their strap-ons ready.
“Alright ladies, lets give him a taste!” I cringed as I felt my wife’s favorite plastic cock push deep into my asshole.
For the next 45 minutes I was ass-raped and gagged with strap-ons and dildos.
I was in sub-hubby heaven!
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