This Was Your Idea After All

Hello all,

Let me start off by apologizing for the poor spelling in the last post, English is not my first language, and in my excitement I missed many errors. I'm not an author, or writer, just a sexually aroused commuter on their way to work.

I guess I also have to add a disclaimer to my stories before posting as the anonymous commenters on the original post were either concerned or outraged that these fictional characters might have prearranged safety protocols or signs, and that this might not have been their first fetish experience with one another, or their friends.

Frist off, everyone in the story is exists solely in my head and on these digital pages, they are not real people, and all of whom are consenting adults over the age of 18.

Secondly,

Yes, Greg and Wanda are a loving and kinky couple

Yes, Greg and Wanda are into Humiliation play with others

Yes, Greg and Wanda have played with other couples

Yes, Greg and Wanda have previously existing consent when it comes to pictures and videos with one another and their play partners.

Greg is a Toronto Maple Leaf's fan, Wanda prefers Montreal and enjoys teasing Greg about his team's win rates.

Greg is a Scorpio and Wanda a Leo, GASP!

If you have any questions or concerns about Greg and Wanda's relationship, feel free to leave a comment below with your username, so that we might have a dialoged about my fictional characters, their love life, and aftercare routine.

Wanda could feel Greg's heart racing through his chest, as she reached over him, her long wavy red hair falling down in waves over his both their chests, as she straddled his lap in nothing more than a lacy set of forest green bra and thong, her hands finishing up the clasp and securing the special gag they'd picked up for tonight's games.

Drool was already starting to drip from the corner of Greg's mouth, the black studded leather gag forcing a 3" black silicone penis into his mouth, while balancing an 8" black silicone dildo from his mouth. "MMMPPPHHH," was the best Greg could manage, as Wanda leaned back, her red hair pulling from her boyfriend's strained figure, his muscular figure bound tightly to the hotel chair. Ropes secured Greg around his torso, just under his defined pectorals, while pink bondage tape kept his arms and legs bound to their individual chair arms and legs. Wanda had taken the liberty of having Greg wear one of her pink lace thongs before she bound him to the chair, the flowery lace did little to keep his big cock under wraps, but it did look humiliating as it forced his balls to either side.

Wanda smiled, her green eyes looking down at her former personal trainer, all those muscles were nothing but puddy in her hands, as she leaned in and kissed the cock sticking out of his mouth, her long nails running through his short blonde hair. "You do look so helpless like this," she whispered in-between kissing the dildo, "Bound. Helpless. Mmmm, and is that your cock poking me down there?" She teased, kissing and licking the shaft of the thick dildo with each word.

Greg's blue eyes looked eagerly up at Wanda, as he tried to stem the drool from escaping around his gag, but the protruding end of the penis in his mouth did little to help in that regard. Each kiss along the dildo sends a shiver through Greg down into his cock, as with each passing moment, it grew ever harder, pushing past the lace, until its tip brushed against Wanda's sex. "MMMpphhh." he moaned, as he felt the heat through her own panties against his cock, causing him to try to move his up from the chair to press against her.

The action caused Wanda to smile, and stand up, her long legs alone were enough to drive anyone crazy, but when paired with the hard work she'd put into herself over the years, and the genetic lottery she'd won with her chest, there was no question that she was in charge. "Now, now, bad boy. You don't get to touch or play with me at all tonight." she said as she leaned forward, her bra working overtime to keep her breasts from falling out, as she placed her hands on Greg's bound forearms.

"No, you're going to be a good boy and sit right there and watch." she ordered, her red painted lips moving to the tip of the dildo, and parting for it. Crimson lips wrapped around the head of the toy, Wanda leaned forward and slid a few inches into her mouth before working it back out, "Aren't you?" she asked, her voice soft and light, as her green eyes held his blues in their place.

Greg blinked, doe eyed, twice before nodding his head in agreement.

"Good boy," Wanda praised, taking a hand and running it along Greg's cock in a single up and down stroke before replacing the hand on the armrest. "This was your idea after all." she added, before flicking the head of the dildo, and turning to walk the clean, white bed sheets, and slowly climbing on top, giving him a perfect view of her ass, and how the dark green lace of her long, bisects her pale cheeks.

Rolling her head to move her red locks to the other side of her head, so that she could look back at the helpless trainer, she brought one two fingers from her right hand up to her lips and slowly sucked on them. "Mmmm," she moaned around her fingers, before letting them go, and reaching them under her and between her legs. "I bet you'd love to watch me rub these fingers over my pussy, wouldn't you?"

Greg nodded, the action releasing more drool from around the gag, forcing him to lift his head up quickly, as the stream of saliva dripped down his chin and chest.

Grinning at her bound muscleman, she brought her fingers to the outside of her panties and slowly started to massage them over her panties. "Oh, I bet you do. I bet you'd love to bring those big powerful hands over here and show me how to do it, get me all worked up before putting that big meaty cock of yours inside of me and show me how much of a man you are. Mmmmmm." Wanda moaned as the fabric brushed over her clit, "Fuck, I bet it would make you feel nice." She adds, before pulling her thong to the side enough to make room for her fingers against her clit.

"It's such a shame that you wanted to be tied up, and not fuck me." Wanda whimpered, making her red lips pout, as she used her fingers to part her pink lips, and run her thumb over her excited clit. "I guess I'll just have to play with my toys then." She says, looking away from Greg to the duffle bag on the floor beside him.

Greg's heart was already racing, flushing his face a faint pinkish red from being tied up and gagged, but seeing Wanda on the bed, her pussy parted and on display, as she teased him, made his cock ache with need. The pink lace doing little more than restraining his heavy balls, as his cook stood between him and Wanda, at full mast. Whimpers left his throat, as he tried to tell her that he wanted to fuck her, but his pitiful moans only made Wanda smile and shake her head.

"None of that, you be a good boy in your chair while I enjoy myself." She ordered, as she sunk her two wet fingers, effortlessly, into herself and moaned in the act. "Mmmmm, fuck I really need this, I haven't played with my pussy all week... Mmmm."

Biting her lip, Wanda slowly worked two fingers in and out, her head now upside down on the bed for support, as she fingers herself, looking back at Greg's cock helplessly twitching and flexing for attention. "What's wrong Greg, do you not like the show? Mmmmm... Why aren't you stroking that big cock of yours? Ahhhh, yes... Why don't you want to fuck me Greg... Mmmm... Your cock looks like it wants to fuck me, doesn't it Greg?" Wanda teased, as she toyed with herself until both her pussy and thighs were glistening with her pleasure; only then did she stop, and move backwards off the bed, and back to her captive in the chair.

Sitting on one of Greg's legs, Wanda let her wet pussy grind over his knee, before taking her hand, she gripped Greg's cock tightly, and slowly worked her wet fingers up and down his shaft. "Can't you tell how wet I am? I can feel how hard your big cock is, don't you want to feel it deep inside me?"

Greg pulled at his restraints, the action causing his legs to rub against Wanda's cheek and made her bite her lip for a moment, as he nodded yes to all of her questions. Drool now soaking his chin and making a mess on his chest.

Placing her free hand on his sticky chest, Wanda continues to slowly stroke Greg's cock, before lowering her mouth to the dildo sticking out of his. "I wish I could believe that you want to fuck me, but I just can't." she teased, moving her lips back to the dildo and taking into her mouth while releasing Greg's cock, and using her hand to rub her pussy.

Eyes open, and looking into Greg's, Wanda works the dildo ever deeper into her mouth, gagging on its big head, as it presses into the back of her throat, causing her eyes to start to water, forcing her to pull back for a deep breath. "Ah, fuck that's a big cock, almost as big and fun as your own." She said before swallowing half of the cock again, and working it in and out of her mouth, bobbing faster with each action, moaning and gagging. "MMMM GGGAAKKK!"

Uselessly, Greg's cock flexes between them, wishing to be touched, and involved, as Greg watches the front row as Wanda goes to town on his gag. "Mmmppphhh!" Greg pleads over and over, as precum starts to drip from the head of his cock as Wanda grabs it and gives it a few strokes, before quickly stepping up and back.

"Not doing it for you?" Wanda says, a fake pout meeting the ruined lipstick of her lips. "I guess I'll just have to convince you another way." She says, reaching behind her back and undoing her bra, and letting it fall into her hand, before hanging it up on the black dildo hanging from her boyfriend's mouth. "Don't drop that." She orders, her dark areolas, and hard pierced nipples looking directly at Greg in his chair, the golden hooped rings were a gift from him on their 2-year anniversary.

"Are these naught enough for you to want to fuck me?" Wanda asked, both her hands massaging her breasts inches away from the dripping gag. Rolling her nipples between her thumb and index finger, caused Wanda to bite her own lip, and wish she had more hands to explore the rest of her body with. "No? Okay then..."

Leaning forward, her breast swaying in front of her, she picked up the duffle bag with all their toys, and her cell phone in it, and made a call.

It only rang twice before a familiar voice picked up. "Hey, Wanda what's up?"

"Hey Lisa, oh not much; Greg tied up in women's panties than fuck his horny girlfriend." She said, looking at Greg and rolling her eyes, as he shook his head from side to side.

Lisa's laughter could be heard through the phone, and it caused Greg to bite down on his gag and drool.

"Really? Poor boy doesn't know what he's missing. Daren and I would fuck you for him if you two weren't away." Lisa chuckled.

Smiling, Wanda pulls out a few remote toys, a wand, bullet, and a thruster, and lays them out on Greg's lap, before sitting on the edge of the bed, two fingers between her legs slowly circling her clit. "I have my remote toys with me if you two would like to take me for a ride."

"Mmmm, that sounds like a lot of fun. Send us the control link when you're ready. Oh! And I want a picture of Greg all tied up... Oh my god, Daren says he wants a picture of you as well, if I get one of Greg ha ha ha."

"It's nice to know SOMEONE wants to fuck me." Wanda replied, turning the phone to snap a picture of Greg, who was flexing his cock and drooling, before disappearing to the bathroom mirror and snapping a few pictures of her own. "Pictures and control kink are on their way. Be sure to give Daren a sloppy blowjob for me. Love you, Lisa!" Wanda said into the phone before kissing it and tossing it on the bed.

Greg's hands were gripping the armrests tightly, as his hips, conscious or unconscious, were grinding up and down as if the hair on his cock could get him off, almost causing the toys to fall off his lap.

Wanda leaned forward, kissed the dildo, and picked up the toys. "I hope you and your big cock are happy, I have to get my friends to fuck me from the other side of the state."

"MMMMMPPHHHHMMM!" Greg cried out, moving his head forward, the bra almost falling from the dildo, and having to throw his head back to catch it from falling.

"What?" Wanda said in mock annoyance, "You're the one who doesn't want to fuck me." She teased, moving the pillows on the bed so that she could rest up against them, and still face her bound boyfriend. Pulling her legs together, she shimmied out of her panties and tossed them at Greg's face, only to miss and have them land in his lap, adding a second pair of lace panties to his throbbing cock.

Wanda turned on her pretty pink vibrator, and carefully worked it into her wet pussy, only for it to come to life halfway in, "Oh god!" She called out, as the vibrations hit, "Lisa and Daren are eager to fuck me." She exhaled, face red from the rush of pleasure as her toy started vibrating inside of her. "Fuck they're so good at that. This could be a long evening; I hope you're happy GreGGGG!!!" Wanda yelled as the vibrations picked up speed and intensity, causing her to clamp a hand over her mouth and throw her head back, red hair falling in a wave over the hotel pillow.