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It was the night of the company party and Angie and I arrived a half-hour late. I wasn't all that excited about going in the first place but at least it gave me the opportunity to show off Angie. She really looked spectacular in her outfit tonight. She wore the shortest skin tight skirt I've ever seen and a low cut blouse that really emphasized her 36 " breasts. When she bent down you could get a great view down her cleavage. Her skirt rode half way up her thighs showing off her perfectly formed legs. She had her beautiful brown hair arranged very sexy around her face and bright red lipstick to accent those gorgeous full lips. I've really enjoyed this past month with Angie, she's become so hot, sexy and actually slutty in bed, and now she was almost dressing the part. As we waited in line for drinks I remember all eyes seemed to be fixed on her, which made feel great that she belonged to me. Yes, she definitely had become an outgoing and outspoken young lady.
We got our drinks and sat down at table. I told Angie again how great she looked tonight, that she was making me hot just looking at her. I could only imagine what all the other guys at the party thought. For once in her life, she said, it felt nice to be the center of attraction.
As the evening progressed we danced a bit and mingled with the rest of the crowd. One couple, Mike and Marcia, seemed to be very friendly and we chatted with them for some time. Both of them had very dynamic and forward personalities. Mike made comment on several occasions how attractive Angie was. His wife, Marcia, was certainly something to look too. She was a very attractive slender brunette about 5'7" tall with long dark brown hair that hung down her back almost to her waist. Marcia had a great figure. We all were enjoying each others company so I guess that's why Mike asked me if we would like to go back to his place to continue the party there. I thought I knew what he had in mind. Once at his place I was sure he was looking to get a piece of Angie. Actually I didn't mind the thought of that prospect because that meant I'd get Marcia alone.
I didn't know if Angie would like the idea of leaving for a private party with just the four of us. I told her what Mike had in mind. "Sounds like fun," she said. The four of us left and arrived at Mike and Marcia's house twenty minutes later.
Once inside Angie and I were both a little astonished at some of the decor. This was definitely a strange place. Mike and Marcia gave us a tour around the house and as we glanced into the bedroom we could see various bondage pictures on the wall, an assortment of whips, ropes, chains, handcuffs, all sizes of dildos and vibrators and various other sexual toys, some of which we had no idea what they were. What did we get ourselves into we wondered.
"That's our playroom," Mike responded. "Don't let that get up uptight."
A little more relaxed from Mike's reassurance we all returned to the living room. Mike served some drinks as we became more acquainted with each other. After a few drinks Mike started kissing Marcia, his hands roaming all over her body. We took the cue from them and Angie and I started making out on the couch. Angie and I, Mike and Marcia, continued with some hot and heavy kissing until Mike got up carrying Marcia off to the bedroom. We followed behind figuring they wanted us to join them.
Once in the bedroom Angie and I resumed our loveplay on the loveseat on the far side of the bedroom. Mike sat Marcia on the edge of the bed as he stood back admiring her. It was like he almost didn't know what to do first. Then he approached Marcia giving her a long passionate kiss with tongues roaming in each other's mouths. It looked like she really wanted it pretty bad. Marcia was really getting hot. When their lips broke apart, Mike said, "from this point on you will do what I say without question." "Is that understood?"
He instructed Marcia to strip to her bra and panties. She complied immediately. We watched lustfully as she removed everything as Mike instructed. Then, he laid her on the bed on her back and proceeded to tie her wrists to the headboard and ankles to the end posts with some silk strips from their dresser drawer. Mike made sure her bonds were tight, so she couldn't get loose.
"What are you going to do to me?" Marcia asked in a playful tone. She must have had similar episodes like this before. She didn't seem to be worried about her husband's demands.
"Just lay there and be quiet," Mike responded. "And don't ask any more questions."