It was mid-December and Jane and her husband, Eric, were relaxing in front of the warm fireplace of their new home. Outside the air was harsh and unforgiving but indoors with her husband Jane felt safe and comfortable. Well, as comfortable as you can get in her situation.
Eric and Jane had been experimenting with bondage and teasing for a few years now. Most of the time Jane was in charge. She would put her husband in some form of bondage and use him for her pleasure. This meant multiple orgasms for her and none for Eric. Sometimes, if he performed particularly well, she would reward him.
Today, Eric was in charge. While he relaxed on the couch in front of the fire, Jane stood on her toes with her wrists bound to the support beam overhead with soft white rope. Eric had made sure to pull her arms high enough so that only when balancing on her toes would Jane get some relief from the pulling on her arms. When she got too tired to continue standing on her toes, she would dangle helplessly. She could only hold this position for a few minutes before the strain on her arms became too much and she was forced to stand on her toes again. It became a delicate balancing act of trying to support herself enough so her arms didn't hurt but not so much that her legs strained.
This would have been hard enough on its own but Eric had other plans. After he tied her up, her husband grabbed a silk scarf from his night stand and covered her eyes. Tying it behind her head and completely blocking her vision. Eric pinched her left nipple and when she opened her mouth to let out a yelp, a ball gag was immediately stuffed in and strapped behind her head. The gag filled her mouth; stretching it open as far as it could go.
Despite the gag causing her to drool slightly and the blindfold blocking out her vision, there was something else that was distracting her. Eric had taken it upon himself to test out one of Jane's fantasies. She had always thought that double penetration would be wonderful to try. Something about being completely filled while receiving double the pleasure was very erotic to her. Jane had shared this fantasy with her husband but never had a chance to act upon it. Eric decided that he would help his wonderful wife take the next step and begin to bring this fantasy to life. While bound, gagged and blindfolded, Eric spread some lube on one of Jane's vibrators and slowly slid it into his wife.
She was naturally very tight and the large vibrator filled her nicely. About the size of her husband's cock, it reached deep inside her. This was her favorite vibrator. When it was inside her and set to its lowest setting, the vibrator would keep her unrelentingly aroused. Never bringing her quite to the edge. It was a common bedroom toy for the couple so she wasn't surprised when Eric brought it out.
Then came a sensation that she didn't expect. A cold slippery liquid was being rubbed on her tight virgin asshole. Until this point, no one had ever played with her forbidden hole although she often thought about it. And now here she was, tied and gagged, unable to control or even advise her husband for her first time. Jane felt powerless. Trapped as her husband pressed lightly against her hole and turned on the vibrator already deep inside her. The combined pleasure quickly began to make Jane drip. Slick juices ran down her leg.
"I'd hate to let this go to waste," Eric whispered into her ear as he slid his finger up her thigh and tapped lightly on the vibrator. Little lightning bolts of pleasure shot through her every time he touched the vibrator.
Taking his slick finger, wet from her own juices, Eric slowly penetrated her virgin hole. Jane tensed as the first knuckle began to enter her. Her tight hole stretched trying to envelop the finger. With a pop she managed to make it past the first knuckle. Jane tried to plead with her husband to stop but gagged, it sounded more like a muffled whimper than actual words. Despite her moans, Eric continued sliding his finger into her. Again Jane tensed slightly when his knuckle struggled to get inside but it was no use. His finger slid into her until it couldn't go any further.
"Relax and get use to it" he said, "I'm going to fuck this ass tonight."
Panic began to build up inside Jane at the sound of his words...fuck this ass tonight. I can barely take his one finger in this ass and his cock is huge in comparison. Jane squirmed and begged her husband not to but all the movement just caused the two intruders to move inside her. After giving her about a minute to become accustomed to his finger in her ass, Eric began to slide his finger back. Before Jane could feel the relief of him completely removing his finger, he changed directions. Pushing back in. Slowly Eric fingered her asshole.
The discomfort faded and was gradually replaced with pleasure. The feeling of the vibrator in her pussy and her husband fingering her ass was almost too much. All she wanted to do was bounce up and down on his finger until he brought her to orgasm but with her hands tied as they were, she could only dangle helplessly as he brought her closer and closer to orgasm. Each time she reached the brink of orgasm Eric would stop his movements. Slowly she would feel her climax creep away only for him to start back up bringing her back to the edge over and over.
On her way to her fifth or sixth edge, Eric leans in and whispers into Jane's ear, "If you want to orgasm, this is your chance. After this you won't have another opportunity for awhile."
"This is it," Jane thought, "Finally I will be able to quench this thirst for an orgasm."
Eric continued to thrust his finger faster and faster into his bound, blindfolded, and gagged wife's ass. The feeling of pleasure built inside her as she approached her final edge and anticipated the orgasm to come. Eric kept pumping in and out of her guiding her closer and closer to her ultimate pleasure. Together they reached the point where Eric had previously stopped but not this time. The continued assault and vibrations coming from her pussy brought Jane nearer to orgasm.
Suddenly the phone rang and there was a cold empty feeling inside Jane. Eric had removed his finger as he went to the other room to answer the phone. Being so close to the promised orgasm only to have it taken away almost brought Jane to tears. She was so immensely frustrated she couldn't take it anymore. All she could think about was how desperately she wanted to have her husband back inside her. It felt like a piece of her was missing.
After what seemed like hours but was probably less than a minute Eric returned without a word. Jane heard the cap on the bottle of lube pop open. Finally, she would get the orgasm she needed. As she heard her husband's footsteps draw nearer she felt the same nervous feeling in her stomach that she had felt years ago before their first kiss. When he finally reached her she knew this was it. She could feel the cold familiar feeling of lube being rubbed on her inviting hole but there was something slightly off. It didn't feel like Eric's finger being pressed into her. This felt thicker and as if it was made of rubber.
Eric could see her confused look and offered some clarification, "My grandmother needs me to give her a ride somewhere and I didn't want you to feel empty. What you are feeling is a butt plug."
"A butt plug!" Jane tried to scream through her gag. "Where did he get that?"
"I bet you are wondering where I got this from," he responded to her muffled scream. "I picked this up last week after work."
He continued to press the plug against her hole. It was bigger than his finger; maybe an inch and a half wide at its biggest point. Jane struggled to accommodate the much larger intrusion trying to enter her. Eventually the plug fell into place. It was shaped much like a spade you would see on a paying card. Once the largest part made its way inside, there is no way for the wearer to push it out without assistance. Just to insure that the plug and vibrator stayed in place Eric slipped a tight pair of panties onto Jane, forcing the vibrator and plug deeper into her.
"Now, I will be back in a few minutes. Be a good girl and don't go anywhere," he chuckled knowing full well that Jane was completely helpless.
And with that he was gone but not before giving Jane quick slap on her ass, knocking her off balance. As she twisted around trying to slow herself with her toes the realization of her situation swept over her. Alone in her house she stood gagged and blindfolded. The vibrator and butt plug filling her and keeping her in a perpetual state of arousal.
Without her husband around to torment her she began to take in all of the sensations. The air was cool and crisp. This caused her nipples to point out from her soft beautiful breasts. The fireplace behind her kept her warm enough that only her nipples were affected by the chill in the air. She knew that her panties had to be completely soaked. Her juices had been dripping down her legs before Eric put her panties on her and she suspected it would be long until she was dripping again. Her jaw ached and drool trickled down her chin.
After what seemed like forever, Jane felt a draft pass by her as she realized the front door had been opened.
"Finally!" she thought, "When Eric unties me I'm going to jump him and fuck his brains out."
Suddenly her heart sank as she heard two pairs of footsteps and two unfamiliar voices in her house.
People were in her house. She could hear the footsteps wandering around her home. One pair made its way to the kitchen and opened up the refrigerator while another made its way upstairs
"What were they doing here? Are they robbing the house? What if they find me and rape me? I'm tied up already and basically naked. They wouldn't need to do anything. They could use my body for their own pleasure and there is nothing I could do about it. They could touch anywhere they wanted and fuck any hole they wished." Jane began to imagine the men using her every which way. Involuntarily, she let out a small moan.
"Did you hear that?" whispered a voice from the other room as footsteps headed in her direction.
"Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!" Jane mentally yelled at herself. "How could I have gotten so turned on from the thought of getting raped by these assholes?
Suddenly there was a male voice in the room. "Well look what we have here. A nice little present waiting just for us." His voice was deep. Jane guessed he was probably in his 30s.
"No fucking way!" exclaimed another voice, not quite as deep but probably around the same age. "I never thought this would actually happen. We are going to have fun with her."
Jane screamed at them through her gag and swung her legs around violently trying to kick them. She wasn't about to go down without a fight.
