1. Exposing Cindy - Chapter 2 - Bound to be Fucked


    Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Anal, Author: submissivemom72, Rating: 27, Source: LushStories

    these people. It's too much...too weird. They will know what a slut I am, but I won't know who they are. Every time someone looks at me with a strange stare, I'll wonder. Did she watch her husband fuck me? I just can't," I protested this bizarre situation. "So you want me to send them away?" I looked at the clock on the mantle. It was now 2:49 p.m. Our guests were due here in eleven minutes. "I don't know. But this will be too weird, not knowing, even afterwards." "If you are uncomfortable, go to the bedroom and close the door. I will send them away when they get here. I will tell them that you are not comfortable with this set up. Is that what you want?" Jim asked in a very serious tone. Jim never forced me to do anything. He wanted my submission; he did not want a slave. And in the end, I always complied. I always submitted to his desires. This time would not be any different. Jim knew this. He knew I would not make him send the intruders away. I looked away and shook my head and quietly whispered, "No, that's not what I want. Don't send them away. I'll be good." "Are you sure? You don't have to do anything you don't want to do." I recognized what Jim was doing. He wanted me to articulate my desire to comply and submit. He wanted me to tell him that I wanted to be his slut, to let this couple use me while I was blindfolded and restrained. He wanted me to tell him that I wanted to be fucked by someone whose face I would never see. "Yes, sir. I want this too. I want you to ...
    let them use me. Will the wife join I? Or will she just watch?" I was trying to determine what to expect. I had never actually been with a woman before, although I fantasized about it frequently. "She will be free to touch you if she wants. That will be her choice. I honestly do not know how involved she'll want to be." That thought only added to my excitement. Jim looked at the clock. It was now 2:53 p.m. I heard a car pull into our driveway. I wanted to run to the window and see who was there, but I knew that I must remain here with Jim. "They are here. Let's get you ready. They will wait for my signal." I simply nodded, removed my robe and stood nervously staring at the terry cloth tethers and the ottoman, as I imagined the image I would present to my husband and the unidentified invader who made drove me to a powerful climax two weeks ago and his anonymous accomplice. I cannot explain why, but being so very exposed, and so vulnerable in front of these people, without knowing who they were, and without being able to see the expression on their faces, was humiliating, yet exciting beyond words. I could feel my lubrication leaking from my vagina, coating my inner thighs as I imagined what they would see, and what they planned to do to me. I took a deep breath and obediently, I knelt on the pillow in front the ottoman. "Good girl," Jim said appreciatively. My god, what was I getting myself into? Jim pressed on my back, forcing me to lie forward and tied my right wrist to the ...
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