Leslie showered after Tom left. Her ass still burned from having his cock in it. The hot water rushed over her body soothing it. She opened her mouth and let the water flow into it. Washing the taste of his cum out. She spit the warm water out and reached for the soap. She rubbed the bar over her body, lather forming over her breasts.
Tom had been brutal in his fucking this morning. But she deserved it didn't she? Wasn't she the whore he said she was? Tom had not cheated on her. These thoughts ran through her head. But it was the last statement he had made that concerned her now. He said the punishment wasn't over. And that had her worried. Was he going to turn the film over anyway? Would he burn her rich lover by showing the tape to his wife? She had seen Tom angry before. She had never seen him this angry though! She began to rub her ass; it was sore but not as sore as she had anticipated. And really all in all the session wasn't that bad. She didn't get off, which was a disappointment but it wasn't overly bad. Leslie finished her shower and got out. But Tom's final words haunted her. What was he up to?
Tom spent most of the morning on the phone, it would take him most of the day in his office setting up the punishment of his wife. It was hard for him to focus though; the image of his cock buried in his wife's ass then her mouth on his cock as shot after shot of cum filled it until she gagged. His cock was growing hard just thinking about it.
Leslie sat on the edge of the bed, her lace teddy on. Tom had called and said he would be home in fifteen minutes. Told her to wear the teddy and to be ready for her punishment. Leslie sat there. The room was cool and her nipples stuck out in the lace. She brought her hands up and gave her nipples a tug through the material. She let out a deep sigh. This would be erotic if there hadn't been anger in Tom's voice on the phone.
The back door opened and she heard the sound of footsteps. Tom entered the room a few minutes later, she tried to strike a seductive pose. Tom looked over her and nodded his approval. Leslie looked down to his hand which was carrying rope.
"What is that for?" she asked looking at the rope.
"Part of your punishment," Tom stated flatly as he also looked down at the rope.
"That is unnecessary. I told you I would do whatever you said." Leslie pleaded
"Well I am saying I want you tied up." With that he motioned her to the center of the bed and then turned her sideways in it. She was on all fours as he stuffed the pillows under her to keep her in that position. He then looped the rope around her wrists and tied them to the railing of the bed. He moved to the other side and tied her feet apart. The ropes cut into her. She tried to stretch them a little to give her some comfort. It was no use. He walked in front of her and she turned her eyes to meet his. He then sat next to her and began to tie a blindfold onto her.
"OK this is too much!" She cried "why can't I at least watch you do whatever it is you are going to do to me?"
"You know when I was a boy my father caught me smoking. As punishment he locked me into a closet with a box of cigars and told me if I wanted to be a man and smoke then I was to smoke that whole box of cigars before nightfall. Let me tell you I was sick as a dog before the first two were done. I was gagging and puking all the way. To this day I can't even stand the smell of a cigar. Well now comes your turn." Tom explained as he tightened the blindfold on her.
"I... I don't understand... you want me to smoke cigars?" Leslie stammered. Tom snorted.
"Well something like that only we are not trying to keep you from smoking. We are trying to keep you from fucking other guys!" Tom got up and left the room. Leslie could hear the sound of his voice but couldn't make out what he was saying. She wondered what he was up to, and then she heard the laughter. Tom's laughter. Tom's laughter intermixed with other deep laughter. Tom wasn't alone.
She felt his presence before he spoke.
"Are you ready?" Tom asked her. She only nodded. "I have invited some friends over. They are each going to do whatever they want to you." Leslie began to shake her head. "Then you want me to turn over the tape?" Tom's voice was hard. Leslie laid her head down. She felt his hand grasp her hair and lift it up roughly. "What's it going to be?" Leslie could only nod. Tom let go of her hair and it dropped to the bed. She never thought this would happen.
"Ok guys have you drawn numbers yet?" Tom asked leaving the room. Drawn numbers? Leslie thought. What was she going to do, here she was about to be fucked by god knows how many men. She heard the shuffling of feet.
"Ok guys, remember the rules, Don't talk to her unless you have to, I don't want her to recognize you. Keep the rubbers on unless you plan on cumming somewhere other than her pussy. I don't want to raise one of your kids! And last but not least the camera is rolling so make it good!" Tom took his position at the foot of the bed with the video camera.
Oh god he was going to tape this as well? Leslie thought. Why? More blackmail? Leslie didn't get much chance to figure it out as she felt a cock press against her lips and a pair of hands grab the back of her head. Reluctantly she opened her mouth and this mystery man's cock filled it. He began to thrust his hips back and forth fucking her mouth, her mouth sucking gently on his cock. A soft slurping sound escaped her lips. She felt the bed behind her sag as another man came in behind her. She felt the coldness of lube being poured on her, then the roughness of a callused finger entering her. The finger moved inside of her getting her good and lubricated then moved out of her. She knew what was coming next and didn't have to wait long for it. The head of this second man pressed her pussy and then slid in until she felt his pubic hair against her ass. The two men began a slow alternating of thrusts into her. Her throat was becoming sore from the deepness of some of the man's thrusts. Both men increased their speed, their orgasms fast approaching, she didn't know what to do these men were going to cum somewhere. She felt the man in her pussy pull out and then felt the hot sticky cum from his cock shoot out across her ass, he grunted with every squirt and the cum began to slide down her ass cheek and her legs. The man in her mouth had a firm grip on her head now and was forcing her head on his cock faster and faster, then he pushed it deep into her mouth and she gagged as her throat was forced to adjust to this large object. Then it bucked and hot sperm shot into her throat. He held her head firm and all she could do was swallow or drown in his cum.
Leslie dropped her head, as she was about to throw up. This was the second large load she was forced to swallow that day. She fought back the sick feeling and then raised her head.
"Are we done then?" She asked indignantly.
"NEXT!" Tom yelled to the outer room.
"Next? How many are there?" Leslie asked panicking.