Note from the author: This is a continuation of another story. Although it can be read on its own you might want to read the first one in order to get the entire picture if you havenât already.
Travis woke Saturday morning to the smell of breakfast cooking and the sound of water filling the bathtub. As he started to get out of bed, aching pain assaulted his body. His jaw, hips and ass were sorer than he could ever remember. Thatâs when it all came crashing back to him. At first, he thought it was a dream, but the pain in his body and the dried cum that was caked all over him reminded Travis that what had happen was no dream. His wife had actually tied him to the bed, and she and another man had fucked the shit out of him and each other. The jealousy and anger welled up inside him again, as he remembered the events of the night before. Adrian, his wife, had left him bound to the bed for about an hour, while she and David fucked in the living room and then again in the front yard on the hood of his car before David finally left. Afterwards, she came back into the bedroom and made him use his mouth to clean her and Davidâs cum from her body. With these memories raging though his mind, Travis got up and made his way to the kitchen his body protesting the whole way.
Adrian had gotten up before Travis. She decided to make him his favorite breakfast and run him a hot bath. She knew Travis had to be pretty sore and he hadnât cleaned himself off before he went to sleep last night, so heâd probably be feeling pretty nasty. When he was finally able to go to sleep, he was covered in cum and he had slept in a huge wet spot. Travis had been so exhausted he wouldnât even let her change the sheets or anything. Travis had made it clear to her that he was upset about something. She wasnât exactly sure what he was unhappy about, but she figured it was probably that she had fucked David two more times after she had left him in the bedroom to walk David to his car.
Travis walked into the kitchen and was greeted by the site of his wife wearing a pair of gray sweatpants and one of his white wifebeater style tanks tops stretched over her ample body. Travis had always liked the way she looked when she dressed this way. The tank tops would be pulled so tight across her body that you could clearly see her nipples right through the fabric, and when she wore sweatpants first thing in the morning or right after sex she generally didnât have any underwear on beneath them. That was not the case this morning though. He knew that she was doing these things because she knew he had been upset when they went to sleep the night before, and she wanted to keep him from being upset with her. It wasnât going to work this time though. He was pretty upset about some of the things that happened last night, but he knew they were partially his fault too. After all, he had told her they were his fantasies in the first place. Things had been fine until she left him tied to the bed for an hour while she fucked David in the living room and front yard. That was what really bothered him. Travis knew he had to decide whether it was ok with him for Adrian to be with other men or if it bothered him. He decided he would discuss it with her after he got cleaned up and ate some breakfast.
Adrian turned to get something and saw Travis standing naked in the kitchen doorway still covered in dried cum from the previous night with a look of deep thought on his face as he stared at her. âGood morning baby. How are you feeling this morning?â Adrian asked. She soon regretted asking that question as it left her lips.
âSore,â was all Travis said in reply.
âWell, I started a hot bath for you. Why donât you go soak while I finish making breakfast for us?â Adrian suggested.
Travis didnât say anything he just went to the bathroom and got in to the bathtub. He turned on the whirlpool jets and just let them massage his aching body as he cleaned the filth from the previous night off his body.
As he sat in the tub soaking, Travis thought about the events of last night. By the time he got out and dried himself off, he decided that he wasnât mad at his wife anymore, but, if they were going to be playing anymore of these games, they would have to talk about what happened first. A short time later, Travis was in the kitchen eating breakfast with his wife. After they had finished, they sat at the table and talked about what they had done the night before. Travis explained to Adrian how he felt about everything and she in turn told him that she had only done it in the first place because she thought it would make him happy. Adrian also told him that she had enjoyed it far more than she had thought she would, but she also assured Travis that he was her one and only love and no one would ever be able to take that from him. They both agreed that they had fun for the most part even though Travis wasnât happy about what happened towards the end, but then again he was the submissive and it wasnât up to him.
âWell, do you want to be my sex slave?â Adrian asked. âBefore you answer that, I want you to know that anytime youâre wearing my collar youâre mine to do with as I please, and I may do as I please with anyone I please. And, when you arenât wearing the collar things will be totally normal between us.â
Travis thought about that for a few minutes before he said anything. After all, it would be a huge commitment to be under someone elseâs total control like that. âAlright,â he agreed. âBut what if I donât like whatâs happening?â Travis asked.
âWell unless you are gagged, youâll have a safeword to stop things. Otherwise, youâll just have to endure it and talk to me about it afterwards,â Adrian told him.
âWell you know my absolute limits. Will you respect those?â Travis asked.
âOf course honey. No blood, scarring permanent marks or injury. No drugs and nothing that would get either of us arrested. And if anything else comes up that you feel you wouldnât want to be involved in under any circumstances, you just tell me and weâll add it to the list. Sound fair?â Adrian replied.
âYeah. I can live with that.â Travis agreed.
âGood. Then itâs settled,â Adrian said with a decisively wicked grin on her face that gave Travis a slight shiver up his back.
Nothing out of the ordinary happened for the next couple of weeks until Adrian called Travis on her way home, âHey honey. Iâm on my way home now. I have something special planned for tonight. I want you to get yourself ready. You better have your harness and collar on by the time I get there.â
âYes Mistress,â was Travisâ only reply.
About twenty minutes later, Adrian pulled into the driveway with a special surprise in store for Travis. As she got out of the car, her friend Clara pulled up behind her. Clara looked beautiful as always. She stood five foot seven and weighed about one hundred and seventy pounds. Her breasts were a nice 36C, and she had brown eyes and had her hair-dyed blonde. Clara was slightly overweight, but it gave her what some people would call sexy curves. Clara was different from most of Adrianâs friends in that she loved sex and wasnât shy about saying so. Most of their friends were pretty vanilla when it came to sex, but Clara had a real wild side to her.
After the talk she had with Travis a few weeks ago, Adrian had decided to approach Clara with the prospect of a threesome with her and Travis. It took Adrian the better part of the last two weeks to figure out how to approach Clara and then to actually work up the nerve to ask her.
Adrian had finally decided to just talk to Clara about it over lunch. They had agreed to have lunch Wednesday. Adrian brought Clara to a little restaurant she knew of that would give her and Clara a little privacy for what Adrian wanted to discuss. After they ordered, Adrian finally made her move, âClara what do think about BDSM?â
âI think itâs pretty wild. I really get into it, but Rodger doesnât like it very much so I donât get to do it very often.â Clara replied.
âWhy doesnât he like it?â Adrian asked.
âWell he likes to be in charge. And when it comes to BDSM, Iâm dominant. I can be submissive from time to time but I donât enjoy it even half as much as I do when I get the chance to be in charge. Plus, Rodger is pretty vanilla when it comes to sex.â Clara told her.
âWhat do mean by vanilla?â Adrian asked.
âYou know the basic positions, missionary, doggy, and me riding him. He likes me to blow him, but heâs not big on going down on me.â Clara answered.
âWow! As much as you like sex I never thought youâd be married to someone who didnât get into it as much as you do.â Adrian said.
âYeah well, thatâs what affairs are for,â Clara said bluntly.