Part 2: Wife's Secret
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The weekend passes uneventfully for you both. I do however still have the
dresser camera in place and while you do not engage in sexual activity with
her during the weekend, I do get some good shots of her coming out of the
shower with nothing but a towel on her head.
"My Grandma.........what nice little titties you have." I would really
like to pinch the fuck out of those hard little nipples. Maybe I will!
I have given it a good deal of thought and if there is one thing that
really turns me on, its having a woman do things that are inherently against
her will number one, and having to do with
bondage/humiliation/degradation for number two. With this train of
thought in mind, I plan out what I want your wife to do, how, and when.
Monday morning you leave for work. I again don the gas man uniform not
for your wife's sake but to keep any nosy neighbors from assuming that
something is going on, and I return to your house.
When your wife answers the door, she is dressed in jeans and sneakers.
She immediately recognizes me and reluctantly lets me in.
"Well, well, well..........and how has my little slut been while I was
away?? Suck any good cocks lately??" She looks at me angrily, but says
nothing. "Now, now, let's not be that way. After all, it wasn't me who blew
half the fucking guys in town for money." That really pisses her off.
"You really don't know who I am do you??" Until then, the question had
not really crossed her mind, but now that I asked it she was in fact very
curious. "Well, I am a private investigator that your husband hired to find
out if you were fucking around on him. Man, how little did he know!" Her
look of anger is now replaced by one of sheer terror! "That's right bitch,
your old man isn't quite as dumb a fuck as you thought! He has had
suspicions for quite some time."
She says......"You....you wouldn't really let him see this would you??" I
say......"Well that depends on you! It depends on how bad you really don't
want not only just him, but every fucking person you know to see this." I
hold up a piece of paper with some writing on it. "Do you know what this
is??" She shakes her head. "This is the mailing address of your Mother's
house. She is startled and says....."but how did you get that......how do
you know her....its......"
I interrupt, "I'm a fucking detective for Christ sakes. That's what we do
is find out things, and if you don't do exactly as I tell you today then
your hubby going to find some things out! Further, I will make sure that
not only will he get a nice video to show the boys at work, but dear old
MOM an early Christmas present as well. Now, won't that be something to
show around the table at Thanksgiving?? While everyone else is showing the
naked baby pictures of their children, she can show her naked baby with a
dick jammed down her throat, and jizz dripping down her chin!"
You wife explodes and comes at me with the intent of slapping me. I can
bench press three hundred pounds, so this is not really a problem. I side
step her, and grab her arm and twist it behind her back and apply enough
pressure for it to hurt. She calms down, and I throw her on the divan.
"NOW, YOU LISTEN TO ME......I'M TIRED OF FUCKING AROUND! YOU ARE GOING TO
DO EXACTLY WHAT I
TELL YOU TO DO, WHEN I TELL YOU...UNDERSTAND??"
She makes two more feeble attempts at getting loose from my grip. Finally
she nods her head. "SAY IT!" She sobs lowly......"i
......will......do......whatever....you want!"
"Excellencio" says I. "Now, here is the deal.......I have a friend of
mine that has a web site. He specializes in
women in various bondage/kidnap and rape type themes. What we are going
to do is go to a cheap out of the way motel I know of. When we get there,
You are going to pose for photos and a video in various bondage scenes. I
will in turn then sell them to this friend of mine for his porn site." "YOU
CAN'T BE FUCKING SERIOUS"......she screams. "THERE IS NO WAY IN FUCKING
HELL THAT I AM GOING TO DO THAT!! I DON'T GIVE A DAMN IF YOU HAVE PICTURES
OF ME BLOWING TWENTY MEN.......I WON'T DO IT!!"
I do not say anything. While she is engaged in her tirade, I pick up my
cell phone and dial a telephone number. I say......."Hello......yes I would
like to speak to Mr. Joe Smith please. Yes.......I'll wait" Immediately
your wife calms down and says to me......."No, no.....don't......I'll do it
.......please......I'll do it......just don't tell
him!!" She again begins to sob this time more vigorously.
I tell her, "That's the last time I want to hear any defiance......next
time...no excuses, no sorry, I'll just make the calls, and send the tapes!"
She nods.
"Now do you have a long overcoat??" She looks at me like I have lost my
mind. "Do you??" "Yes" she says. "Good. Now, here is what I want you to
do. Come here." She walks to me. Out of my back pocket I pull a large
(very large) red rubber ball gag on a leather strap. I grab her face and
start to force the gag into her
mouth. "No.....no.....mmmphhhhhhhh" are the sounds she makes. She resists
and I pinch her nose shut so she can't breathe. She opens her mouth ever
so slightly to breathe, and I force the gag between her lips.
Once in place, I buckle it behind her head so tight that it completely
fills her mouth, and feels like I might disjoint her jaw with it.
She is standing before me still clothed, but completely gagged. I take
this opportunity to reach over, and squeeze one of her breasts. "Nice
tits........real firm. I want you to go upstairs, remove all of your
clothes.
Then, take a hot shower. When you are done with the shower, I want you to
put on your make-up just like you
were going out for the evening. Leave the gag in place. Put on a pair of
pantyhose.......and nothing else.
Then come downstairs. Understand?" She nods and I say "Go!" Up the
stairs she goes.
Twenty minutes pass by, and I am getting a raging hard-on in anticipation
of what is to happen next.
Finally, down the stairs comes this lovely, sexy creature wearing just
hose and a bright red ball gag. "Where
is the coat?" I command. She points to the hall closet. When I open it
up there is a tan colored full length
woman's trench coat. I also notice a pair of black patent leather high
heel shoes. I pick them up, and throw them at her feet. "Put these on" I
bark. She slips her sexy hosiery covered feet into the shoes. "Come here"
I command. She walks to me. "Turn around" as she does, I grab both of her
wrists and pull them roughly behind her back. She knows better than to move
and does not resist or move from that position. I take rope that I have
prepared for just this purpose and tie her wrists together very, very
tightly. I take more rope and
secure her bound wrists to her waist by wrapping rope around and around
them. Finally, I take more rope and tie her elbows together behind her
back and secure them to her upper body by wrapping the rope around. The
last thing that I do I reach around with both hands and get myself two hands
full of tits. After squeezing them for a while, I slip my hands down until
her nipples are between the thumb, and forefinger of each hand, and pinch
both nipples very hard. She moans and moves but it appears to be more a
moan of eroticism than that of pain.
With her bound and gagged there before me, the final thing is to take the
overcoat, and drape it around her otherwise nude body so it looks normal.
I take the empty sleeves and tuck them into the pockets of the coat.
I button the buttons all the way to the top. Now, this will not fool
anyone who is scrutinizing her very closely, but to get to the car and not
arise too much suspicion, it will work just fine.
I take a head scarf, put it around her head and ears and save enough
length to wrap around her face in order to cover the ball gag from view.
After taking a look around outside, and satisfying myself that no one is
at a window watching, I take her outside, and open the passenger side of my
truck. It is somewhat awkward, but I am able to get her into the front seat
in the middle. I secure her lab belt on, and mover around to the driver
side of the vehicle. After getting in the truck, I take another look around
to make sure that no one is watching us. After satisfying myself that the
coast is clear, I reach down and pull off both of her high heels taking the
time to rub my hands
on the soles of the feet which is causing me a very very stiff woody.
Quickly I pull out a piece of rope from under the seat and tie her ankles
together very tight and then secure a free end of the rope into a loop in
the floor. Not only are her feet tied tightly together, but also secured
to one spot now.
After admiring my handiwork, I start the truck back out of the driveway
and with a hard-on,, and a smile, I drive off toward the motel. She looks
at me and maybe, just maybe that wasn't dread I saw in her
eyes............but anticipation!
End Part-2
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To be continued.............
