Post #3
As some may know, those who have been reading my previous topics, I was faced with a dilemma. Andy, Sarah’s Dom/bull had decided that he wanted to use Sarah more severely, namely have his mates round to use her. I spent ages arguing with myself whether to say to Sarah lets stop this before it gets silly, before it goes any further. The other half of me was thinking "let it happen if she hadn't wanted to start down this road she wouldn't have started". Any way I never did make my mind up. Last week Sarah left for a week down south, and I never managed to get to have a conversation about what I was thinking. As usual she packed for her week with him, stockings heels skirts etc and left. My heart was pounding as she left, with one though up most in my mind (DON'T GO).
Anyway the week went pasted slowly she rang as usual at dinner times, she never let on that anything unusual had happened or was happening and this continued until Thursday night. To be honest by then I thought, if he hadn't done by now, then he mustn't be at all.
I had gone to bed when the phone rang at about 11ish, seraphs mobile number flashed up so I answered. It wasn't Sarah but Andy. He told me to keep my hand off my cock and listen to him. In a couple of minutes he had told me how after she had come in from work she had been dressed up in a French maids outfit, black stockings heels, how he'd hobbled her and tied her hands in front of her. She'd been instructed to serve drinks and food all night and to obey all orders. Apparently his 2 mates (who are apparently very into bdsm) were served all night, had deliberately spilt things so that she had to bend over ass facing them with straight legs to clean up, whilst they made comments on her legs, ass and pussy as the hem of the outfit rode up.
Now Andy told me they had taken her upstairs for the real fun, with that I could hear Andy telling her to strip off her uniform and too leave her stockings and heels on. Next he told her to come over and say hi to me. I waited heart pounding for her to talk to me, but she didn't. I could hear Andy saying "get over here sl*t" and to "stop shaking your head". Next thing I heard was "right get her tied down". I assume it must have been his mates that grabbed her and got her tied in position, but I could hear them telling her how she was going to regret disobeying, and that she would be pleading to be let go by the end.
Andy told me that she was tied on all fours legs wide open to a spreader bar and arms out in front of her. Next he said it was up too me if I wanted to listen as he was going to put the phone down on the bed side cabinet. Before he did I was told that he was going to punish her severely and then let his mates enjoy her.
I heard him put the phone down and then I heard a swish and a crack, next Sarah crying out. This continued over and over and over, I could hear her pleading sobbing and gasping. I could hear Andy saying that she had disrespected him by refusing to talk to me, and that she wouldn't sit down tomorrow. I sat there in bed, listening to my wife being, as I later found out whipped with a belt. I could hear the other 2 egging him on, telling him to redden her arse.
When he stopped all I could hear was her whimpering in the background, gasping for air, then him saying "well boys she's all yours."
I'm going to have to stop now, must get some work done, it's been hard this weekend as all I have thought about when I’ve looked at her is this phone call, I will continue when I have 5 mins.
To answer you questions, no Sarah doesn't know about this, this is almost my confessional. I can hardly talk to my mates down the pub about Sarah getting fucked senseless or sexually abused every time she goes away with work.
The stripping and tying of me idea has crossed my mind, the only thing is that the bonds would have to be very well done, as I’m not sure I could cope with actually seeing her used.
BDSM played only a tiny part in our lives, the occasional tying up etc, certainly nothing to the scale that happens now. At first the need for a Dominant male was that there always was the feeling that we could just stop if it got too much, we were married so nothing was ever going to be that outlandish or limits really pushed. Whereas an outside person doesn't have those ties, he could pretty much do as he want (within reason) and not have to look across the breakfast table the morning after with that look of "what did we do last night?".
She was a bit of a state when she came home. He had made her wear a white lace thong back teddy no bra and flesh hold ups under her work clothes. When she stripped off the stocking tops and teddy framed his handy work. She has red wealds across her arse, which looked sore. When she showed me her breasts, they had burst blood vessels over them from being clamped with pegs and being tied up tightly. Apparently they had made her a special bra out of cord; it started with wrapping cord around the base of one breast till it went purple then up behind her neck and down to the other breast which was wrapped like the other. Then finished with cord wrapped above and below them around her chest. Apparently she could feel her pulse in each one, and her nipples were erect immediately and wouldn't go down until they were untied. Even the slightest touch or movement was torture.
I will finish this off later
Heard her being called a sl*t and that she would be there for a long time. Then being told to "suck on this" and heard her mmming and sucking away. After a bit I suddenly heard her give a rising "mmmMnMMNmMMMM" which after talking to her was the other guy sliding into her from behind. I could hear him pounding at her, the slap of skin on skin coupled with her groaning which was muffled, presumably with the other guys cock. After this the phone went dead, leaving me with a raging hard on and the rest of this is based on what she has told me.
She came home on the Friday night and as I said before her ass and breasts were in a state, but also we couldn't have sex until the Monday, due to the fact her pussy was that sore.
From what she told me, she was subjected to a labia spreading, which from the sounds of it sounds rather uncomfortable, each labia was clamped with 2 pegs and then pulled apart. The pegs where tied open with cord around her upper thighs leaving her gaping open. Apparently any movement pulled on her lips pulling them wider, so she had to stay still, which apparently wasn't something they were going to let her do. Her ass was played with using butt plugs, she was gagged, her nipples clamped, which coupled with her cord bra apparently had her pleading to be let go. Again this is something they weren't going to do in a hurry.
To cut this story a bit shorter, they had her in her ass, came in her mouth as she was tied up and left her tied and gagged. She said it felt like ages, and her legs were shaking like mad due to the width of the spreader bar which kept pulling and pulling on the pegs. Andy apparently came back in and released her, and she slumped exhausted on the bed, but he turned her over and filled her pussy before allowing her to sleep. She said by then she couldn't resist and he felt big and delicious inside her after her treatment earlier.
This last bit made me realise his plan for the evening, i.e. to chastise her, to allow her to experience a nasty episode, then to appear as the hero to release her and comfort her by fucking her again.
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