If you've read my previous story you'll recognize some duplicated work. Since I cannot plagiarize myself, I decided to include the butler commercial section because it helps explain exactly what Jane wants from her husband. And without further ado....
Near Baird Castle. August 2021.
If anyone had been out hiking near Culag, Loch Lomond, during the late afternoon in August they would have been surprised to come across two fellow travelers, moving fast and with a purposeful stride. Almost a run. A man and a woman who, it would have been immediately clear, were in exceptional physical condition. They were scrambling over gorse and scrub, carefully but with a sense of urgency. Our imaginary hikers might have asked them if they needed assistance because, and this is the strange part, the couple were naked except for collars around their necks and cuffs fitted to their wrists and ankles. Their bodies were mostly muscle and sinew. They could have been triathletes or extreme sports participants, although the woman's breasts were magnificently huge, obviously enhanced, and bouncing no doubt annoyingly for her with every step. The man's penis was startlingly erect and shocking in its size. It bounced around in an almost comedic manner, often slapping hard into his flat stomach as he moved over the Scottish landscape. The apparent absurdity of the situation was lost on these two because, upon further reflection, our imaginary hikers would come to realize that this couple were indeed, on the run.
August 2019
Jane was masturbating in the guest room again. This had been going on for over six months. John would retire around 9pm, knowing fully well what she was going to do. And he really didn't care. Now they had an understanding, he left her to take care of herself.
After tidying up the kitchen, she shouted good night to her husband before locking herself in the guest suite. Her clothes removed, she stared at her reflection in the mirror at the end of the bed. Considering she was 42, her body was exceptional. Very large augmented breasts, flat stomach, flawless skin and an ass that resembled two sexy half boiled eggs. That was an inside joke with John from years ago. She had decided to have DD to E breasts on a whim. Since her husband seemed to have lost interest in her female attributes, maybe she could entice him by supersizing herself. It hadn't worked out as planned and she regretted the impulsive decision every day.
She opened the large dresser drawer and removed a big bath towel. Beneath lay quite the assortment of toys and sexual paraphernalia. Jane spread the luxury Egyptian cotton over the duvet, then reached for the tube of lubricant. Turning to watch herself, she oiled up her tight asshole before selecting the largest vibrating butt plug in her collection. It had what she considered to be a huge knot that she worked patiently and methodically into her ass, until it popped past her sphincter with a wholly satisfying sensation. With the vibrations set to medium, she retrieved a pair of suction devices for her nipples. Finally she grabbed her womanizer with the realistic dildo and a clitoris sucker and settled herself on the bed, supported by an array of pillows. Looking at herself in the mirror, she slowly inserted the device into her soaking twat before engaging mode 1, a light stimulator for her clitoris. Her iPad was propped up, and her favorite compilation of utterly deprived (in her mind) pornography started playing.
And so it began. Hours of edging. Hours of taking herself to the very brink of explosive ecstasy before halting the stimulation. Her chest was flushed a dark red, her nipple clamps were set perfectly. Her ass muscles clenched and unclenched around the plug. Jane was growing more and more desperate for release, but still she refused to allow herself that joy. And then it happened. Her whole body began to shake uncontrollably and she knew it was time. She turned up the vibrations on her tools and rode them into the oblivion she so craved. Her cunt went into multiple spasms and she watched, almost detached from herself as she squirted and squirted, crying out in total pleasure. She gave herself totally to the wonderful sensations. She was addicted to cumming and she knew it.
It was late now, and so she wrapped all her toys in the towel and put them into the guest room bathroom sink to be taken care of tomorrow. She dressed in an inconspicuous and dull nightgown, returning to the master bedroom where she slipped between the sheets, taking her place next to her husband as if nothing had happened. He snuffled, then rolled over, disturbed by something unseen. Imperceptibly his breathing returned to normal. Jane fell asleep within minutes, exhausted by her efforts in the guest room.
September 2019
Tuesday was yoga and girls lunch out. Jane was dragging a little. Her usual session the night before had left her exhausted. John never said a word, even though he must have heard her cries of extreme pleasure during the squirting episode.
The conversation between Jane and her friends became a little lewd after they all finished their second glass of wine. Tracy leaned into Jane in a conspiratorial manner and whispered in her ear.
"You still having to take care of yourself girlfriend?"
Jane was still embarrassed that she had shared her sex life solution with her best friend. But then, it was Tracy who had tried to solve how to deal with a husband who had lost his mojo. It was Tracy who had given her the courage to take John to task over his lack of libido, and it was Tracy who had recommended her women's health practitioner. As a result of that consultation, Jane had started receiving testosterone replacement therapy. The plan had been that John would do the same thing. But he refused. So now Jane was totally juiced up, horny as a teenager, and desperate for release. And the only way she could get that release was by her nightly escapades in the guest room. Seven times a week.
Tracy had told her to take a lover. But she couldn't do that. She had been married to John for 20 years and cheating on him, even if he didn't actually care one way or the other, was something she couldn't bring herself to do. She had tried talking to him about the lack of action in the bedroom. All he ever said was he was getting old and tired.
"Yes. Afraid so." Jane looked defeated.
"Listen, I was surfing some sites last night and this amazing advertisement popped up. Basically, if you can get John to agree, you pack him off to a camp for four months and he comes back an Adonis with the sex drive of a stallion. I'll send you the link."
"John would never agree. He's too happy watching tv and drinking beer. It's too late for him." Jane sighed, then took another sip of her wine.
"I'll send the link", said Tracy. "Check it out, I know you'll like it".
A few hours later Jane had just fastened her seat belt when a familiar noise indicated she had a text. Glancing down at her cellphone she saw it was the promised link from Tracy. Curiosity got the better of her, so before driving off she clicked on the hyperlink. It took her directly to a commercial, the likes of which she had never seen before. Filmed in black and white, the most magnificent example of male sexuality was stood on a plinth. A woman was narrating, but Jane wasn't listening. The man was muscular in all the right places, but what grabbed Jane's attention immediately was the absolutely beautiful, huge rock hard cock that was stood to attention with bulging veins and throbbing glory. The camera slowly zoomed into the gorgeous, shiny bell-end, a large glob of crystal clear pre-cum hanging down. She could feel her cunt contracting in pleasure. Glancing around the parking lot and realizing she was alone, she quickly undid the button and zip of her jeans and forced her hand over her flat stomach, past her shaved mons until she could reach her clitoris. With the skills that comes from regular, successful masturbation, she elected to rapidly bring herself off. Five minutes later she reached nirvana, shuddering in her ecstasy. Fortunately nobody noticed.
Hastily rearranging her clothes, she drove home. The commercial was frozen on her phone's tiny screen, with the image of the man clearly visible to her. She couldn't stop glancing at him. By the time she got home she knew what she still needed. Walking rapidly into the house, she walked past John who was settled into his favorite chair, beer in hand, television on. Barely stopping to say hello to her husband, Jane went straight into the guest room, locking the door behind her. John didn't even blink. Opening the closet door, she dragged out her most expensive sex toy. The Sybian was her ultimate fuck toy. She selected the 10" cock and locked it into place. Next she positioned her IPad directly in front of the machine and found the hyperlink in her messages folder. She stripped off hurriedly, throwing her clothes on the bed, before straddling the toy and impaling herself. The phallus slipped in so easily. She was as wet as she could ever remember, her juices already coating the inside of her thighs. She selected the machine on, and it began its various routines. Simultaneously she hit play on the hyperlink, this time with the sound on....
The movie was more like an informercial. It was very professionally presented. The screen faded in to black and white slow motion, a man, sculpted muscles, entire body shaved, completely naked. He was standing on what appeared to be a a large plinth, helping create the image that he was indeed statuesque. He was the epitome of male sexuality, but that cock was unbelievably beautiful to Jane. Not just erect. Bulgingly engorged. The teardrop of pre-cum suggested that this man was extremely aroused. The camera moved around him as classical music played in the background. An unseen woman began the narration.
"What we are looking at is the product of a total breakthrough in mind control, fitness and body modification technology. We can turn you or your partner, into this magnificent specimen of manhood, but with a subservient calling. He will be submissive, respectful and constantly aroused within medically agreed guidelines regarding health and safety. His training will ensure that he never allows his body to be anything but a shrine to male perfection whilst ensuring that his sole purpose is to make you happy. Give us four months at our dedicated, state of the art training facility and we guarantee satisfaction. Whatever your wants, kinks or desires may be, your butler will never let you down. When you need him, he'll be there. When you don't, he is trained to spend time maintaining his very impressive condition. He comes with various, excuse the pun, hardware".
The camera moved down his chest, zooming in on small circular gold nipple rings.