This is an adult story about being submissive and of giving of oneself to others and of being used sexually, so if you don't want or like reading about such lifestyles, then I suggest you close this and move along to something else.
The story line is fictional. It is placed into this context to heighten the eroticism but the descriptions of the sexual activities are dredged up from my own memory. I have done all the acts depicted here; from both the submissive side and the dominant side. I much prefer the dominant side these days.
As it is my story, I choose the line of reasoning and scenarios involved. Saying this, I appreciate critical reviews, however, the reviews should be of a nature that will allow me to build on my creative writing ability, vice just being hurtful. If you want to rant, then write your own stories. I will happily critic them (though never in a hurtful manner...)
I apologize for any errors in style, grammar or spelling. I did not get the opportunity to have an editor read this before publication.
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As with most of my stories, this one starts off slow, setting the mood. But when the activities start, they start with a bang.
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Cindy stood naked, trembling, and alone in the side room. She wore only a blindfold and her hands were tied behind her back with leather wrist bands. She stood there nervously, wondering if she had done the right thing.
She and Hal had a varied and exciting sex life that included her being very submissive to him. She enjoyed bondage and, at her husband's request, secretly showing herself off to others even though she was always nervous about showing off in public.
A few times, on the beach at night on vacations, Hal had taken her where others could watch them. She had been so nervous that first time when he had ordered her to suck him, and she almost balked when he told her to turn onto her hands and knees, stripped her of her bikini bottoms and moved behind her. Despite her nervousness, she had cum like never before! A huge orgasm that left her unable to function for several minutes.
She had cursed him roundly when they had returned to their room, but then fell into his arms and fucked him hard all night long as she relived the excitement of that brief fuck. It never did seem to get any easier for her those times when he would decide off the cuff to fuck her in public, but wow the fireworks afterwards!
Once, a few years ago, she had innocently asked her husband what his fantasies were and he had told her he wanted to see her with others. She was kind of turned on to the fact that she might have sex with another man, until he had made it clear that he had in fact meant "others" as in plural!
At first she had said "It would never happen!" but in reality, it was a sometime fantasy of hers. She, like most women, wondered at one time or another how it would feel to be taken by two men at a time! But Hal made it clear that his fantasy was about more than just two or three men! He fantasized about watching her take on as many men as she could!
"Oh my God!!" She had thought. "A Gangbang!!"
"Not on your life!" She had told him. "We've never even done a threesome!"
At the time, she had been frightened of her response to his request. She had gotten so wet at the thought, especially after she remembered the fireworks that being fucked in a public place had brought to her.
Hal had worked on her for several years to bring her around from "never" to "maybe" to admitting that she might like to try it.
Then she had asked the fatal question, "What do you want for your birthday?"
It was Hal's fortieth and she was stuck with the annual question of "What do you get for the man who has everything?" Her husband was the owner of a computer software company that had made a useful and indispensable program that everyone made use of. While they were not super rich, they had everything they needed, including trips to exotic locations in the winter months, a nice home, a nice car for him and her and all the trappings of a comfortable life for them and their children. So finding a gift for Hal was always a chore. She had taken to asking him for hints. This year's hint had not been what she expected but in retrospect, hardly surprising.
Now she was standing naked, blindfolded, alone, and scared in the side room where Hal had stripped her. He had placed the blindfold and cuffs at her wrists and linked her wrists together behind her back. Nervously, she waited for her husband to return knowing that when he did her sex life would be changed forever.
A door opened and she briefly heard murmuring from another other room before it closed again. Someone was moving towards her. A hand touched her arm and she jumped.
"Shhhh! It's alright." Her husband murmured reassuringly. "This is your last chance to say no." He said quietly. "Once we move into the other room, there will be no opportunity for you to stop things." Cindy shivered at the thought.
"Do you want me to back out?" she asked, knowing the answer already.
"No, but I don't want you to do this if you are not ready." He replied.
She smiled. "I'll never be ready," she told him. "So the only way I'll do this is if you push me into it."
"Consider yourself pushed then!" He purred softly into her ear while gently kissing the nape of her neck. Shivers ran up her spine. "Dam him!" she thought, "He always knows how to push the right buttons!"
Abruptly he pulled her around, guiding her in the direction from which he had recently come. She heard the murmuring as the door opened, but as soon as she and Hal made their entrance, all talking ceased. She could hear people shuffling and whispering as she was guided into the middle of the room.
Hal warned her about a step, she felt him move upward. Her foot found the edge and she was guided up onto a platform.
Hal directed Cindy onto the middle of the platform, just in front of a large padded bench. He turned Cindy to face the room, his rampant erection harder than it had been in ages and on full display for all to see.
