1. New Life


    Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    crutches to twist her body and move one leg at a time slightly ahead and then twist the other way for the next step. Each step was no more than six inches. Her heavy breathing verified the effort required for each step. She was the sexiest person I had ever seen as she struggled along in front of us. I wondered if I was looking at my future. The thought was both exciting and frightening. She led us into the living room. As we entered a woman in a lounging robe arose from the couch and came across to us. She and Mistress embraced as old friends. Her hair was down instead of secured in a French Roll and the robe softened her appearance but I recognized her instantly, Dr. Cannon. Dr. Cannon looked at me and but said to Mistress, &#034She looks very nice. Please ladies, have a seat. Charli, yours is the one with wheels.&#034 She motioned to a power wheelchair sitting at the end of the couch. It looked much more elaborate than others I'd seen and it even had a headrest. It also had a multitude of straps attached to its back, arm and leg rests. I hesitated but the look I got from Mistress told me that I had better do as I was told. The leg rests were already swung to the sides. This time I tried leaning forward to get my weight over my feet and my descent to sitting was much more graceful. I also remembered to use my hand to bring my skirt up behind my knees and it was smooth under me and d****d over my knees as it should. Mistress and Dr. Cannon instantly descended on me and began ...
    fastening the straps around my torso and arms. They swung the leg rests to the front and placed my feet on the foot plates and secured my legs and feet with more straps. They lifted my skirt and tightened straps around my lower thighs. Then they smoothed my skirt down and tightened another strap over my upper thighs. A strap was attached to the headrest that they fastened around my forehead securing my head to the headrest. Mistress brought a final strap from behind my headrest. It had a gigantic and very realistic penis gag attached to it. Before I had a chance to protest, she squeezed my cheeks tightly forcing my mouth open. She quickly slid the gag in my mouth and tightened the strap. They both stepped back from me and then looked at each other. Their expressions conveyed something between them that I recognized but couldn't understand. Love. I couldn't believe what I was seeing when they embraced and held each other tightly as they passionately kissed. I watched Dr. Cannon's hands explore and caress my wife's body in ways that I thought only mine could, or should. I could see sexual excitement building in them both. Words can't describe the feelings of hurt and betrayal that filled me. In the weeks since I'd signed our agreement I had become used to referring to my wife as Mistress at all times and I'd even come to think of her as &#034Mistress&#034 most of the time. When I saw her and Dr. Cannon in each other's arms I could only think of her as Laura, my wife of over 20 ...
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