1. 45 From cheating housewife to who knows what? Pt3


    Date: 7/22/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: alibodge, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    45 From cheating housewife to who knows what? Pt3 Tuesday began with the usual late brunch, rain drizzled down the windows, thou roughly depressing, Jack hadn’t seemed to notice either me or the lousy weather and had set off with his phone in his ear without even a cheerio. I burnt the toast daydreaming, and it was the last of the bread, so it was a quick run to the shops or a soggies breakfast, the shop won and dragging on a mack and wellies off I set. I got back to find my instructions from Eddy on the mobile, which I had left on the dresser, my instructions were to wear just the grey bra and knickers, leave the door unlatched and to be laid face down on the spare bed blindfolded when he arrived. I sent ‘ok’ then before going in search of the items he wanted, Then I tidied the spare room, we laughingly call it a guest room and the bed is a double but like most folk its we use it as a junk room and I didn’t want the pickies to show that did I! By one o`clock I was dressed toileted and sat waiting, my blindfold a sl**ping mask, beside me and a good book to read. I sent the single word ‘ready’ then got stuck into the book, a full half an hour passed till that rattley old truck arrive outside, then I heard the front door go. So I quickly discarded the book under the bed and slipping the mask in place turned onto my tummy and trying to breathe normally as the tension mounted and I tried to make out I had been like that since one! He is big but light of foot is Eddy and on our ...
    well carpeted hall I didn’t hear him coming but the quiet click of the camera told me he was there. A hand lifted my arm above my head, a leather cuff was buckled on and it was soon secured, the other followed, then my ankles. He slid a rag type gag into my mouth tying it off behind my head, it tasted foul and I began to drool, this wasn’t in any script I was now shut into a world of my own, no sight, no sound, just hearing and feelings, and my own thoughts raging through my terrified brain. The fantastic feeling of helplessness changed the whole scenario suddenly it was not a case of just a photographic session with sexual overtones, it was a full on, in your face, you are mine to do whatever I have a mind to do, sexual romp, Be it ****, buggery or even worse I knew there was nothing I could do about it, I now had to trust him, trust him not exceed my ceiling limit, my racing mind questioned if I really knew him, did I really trust him, tripped through my brain, scared now I tugged at the bindings, it was impossible to move far, and he chuckled softly that “I was all his now”. At the sound of his quiet tones, menacing but in a strangely reassuring hiss, my sex began to moisten as the camera did his bidding; I could hear it clicking away from all angles as I lay in velvet darkness awaiting my instructions, or indeed my fate if my worst fears came to pass, I found myself holding my breath, got to keep from hysteria I thought as the minutes ticked away irrational thoughts fleeted ...
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