Tanner and I were shaking with fear for our wives and we had no idea what to do. If we'd gone to security or the police, they'd just tell us there wasn't anything they could do, then laugh at us as soon as we were out of sight. What they wouldn't understand is that this whole thing is something our women didn't want to do in the first place and we still had an eight-hour drive tonight. T&T's flight was leaving Monday morning. Tanya and Adriana simply wouldn't do this to us.
I bought a cinnamon roll in the little cafeteria and split it with Tanner. Fifteen minutes later we threw it away. My body was shaking with fear and the inability to do anything about it. Our eyes were glued to the bank of elevators willing our girls to be in one when it opened. Every one that opened without them was agony.
Another twenty minutes of pure hell went by when an elevator opened and our two women stepped out of it. Tanner and I sat there, our jaws dropped open. Tanya and Addie were laughing and talking like they'd just gotten home from a walk in the park when they saw our stricken faces. They walked over to us; Adriana kissed me and whispered, "Getting impatient, sweetheart?" She had no idea!
That was when the shuttle to the main casino arrived. We got on and sat down. I asked my wife, in a not so loving voice, "What the hell were you doing?"
She looked at me with an expression that I had won the idiot award of the month and sweetly said, "What, exactly do you think we might have been doing?"
"For FOUR hours?" Actually, by then it was closer to five, but who's counting when you don't know whether to be in a rage or the biggest relief of your life.
"Did you think they'd be satisfied with just a quickie?"
I squeaked out, correcting my earlier mistake, "But, but four and a half hours?"
"We'll tell you about it later."
I sat back and closed my eyes for a moment. I almost cried with the relief that they were okay. I wasn't paying attention, but I presumed Tanner and Tanya were probably having the same general conversation that we'd just had.
I wasn't even paying attention to the fact that all eyes in the shuttle were on our girls. They didn't look any worse for wear, but I was pretty sure that Tanner and I did. When we got off the shuttle, I put my arm around my wife and held her close to me.
We walked all the way back through the casinos and out to the Jeep. This time, Tanner asked me to drive. My shaking had mostly died down so I was okay with it.
It's only a few blocks from where we were parked back to the freeway heading North. Once we were finally on our way home, I let myself relax from the tension of the last four-plus hours. It was then that I noticed the gold chain under Adriana's dress was hanging loosely across her mostly bare chest. I motioned toward it and asked, "What's that?"
She looked down at herself, pulled her dress away from her boobs and removed it, magnetic nipple clamps with a chain connecting them. "A present from Jonah... actually not so much a present, but a trade."
"A trade? For what?" I asked.
She scooted up just a bit, pulling her dress up a few inches, showing her bare pussy, "My, umm, my panties." Then she added, "It wasn't really a fair trade, though. The panties were torn. But I think Jonah still wanted them."
My wife went on, "Sorry honey, I wanted you to be the one taking them off me," she grinned, "and they probably wouldn't have gotten torn, either."
Tanner and I spoke almost simultaneously, "What the hell!"
Tanya told Adriana, "You're in the front seat, you first."
"Okay," she took a deep breath and looked at me, "You sure you want to hear this?"
My cock, which had shriveled to almost nothing when Tanner and I were so scared earlier had rejuvenated significantly, "Yeah, tell us, what happened?" But before she started, I leaned over and, with my index finger, traced the 'V' on her tummy, tickling her navel in the process, the same as Jonah had. "What was that all about?"
She glanced down at my finger teasing her skin and her face turned a little red. She moved my finger from her sexy belly-button up her tummy to about four inches above her navel and said, "He just said, 'About there.' When I asked him, 'About there what?' he told me, 'where it's going to reach... when I fuck you.' "
"God, I was so turned on... he was just so damn sexy, so confident; the way he looked at me. I was already from how we were dressed, but that look in his eyes, and then he told me that..."
She took a deep breath, "They have two rooms, adjoining... Jonah took me in his and Damian took Tawns in the other so we didn't see much of each other, almost nothing, actually."
"So you're in his room, then what?"
"We kissed, like a lot. His hands were all over me. By the time we'd gotten there, my heart was pounding. I wanted him... God, so bad I wanted him. My nipples were so hard when he pushed my dress to the side and took one in his mouth. I knew I was wet, my panties were soaked. I could feel how wet they were. And he wanted me too, I could tell, he was so big. His whole body felt so strong." My cock continued its revitalizing, growing harder by the second. "He asked me if I was up to a little game, and I told him 'I'm here, aren't I.' By then I would have done anything he asked."
"He went to his suitcase and took out this big, black bandana and wrapped it around my eyes... it was silky feeling and it felt really good except that I couldn't see a thing... then he untied my dress from around my neck and pushed it down off of me." She closed her eyes and moaned just a little, remembering, I guess.
"I was standing there naked in front of him, except those little soaked, silk panties, completely blind. It felt so sexy and I was so on fire. I know my pussy had to be leaking down my leg."
She was on fire? I sure as hell was on fire, already, from her story.
"I felt his lips on my nipple, sucking it, then the other. It went straight to my pussy. He rolled my nipple with his fingers, tugging on them... then he clamped this thing on one. I hadn't ever felt anything like that before. He asked me how it felt and I told him it hurt. Then he did the same to my other nipple. When he sucked on them then, with that clamp thing still on, I was like 'Oh God'. It amplified the sensation from his sucking so much."
I glanced at her, trying to pay attention to my driving. She was sitting on the other side of the Jeep with a hand inside her dress playing with a nipple. In the back seat, Tanya was toying with one of hers as well.
"He led me over to the bed and told me to lay down on it face down." Her face was getting a little more flushed from telling the story and her nipple stimulation. She'd actually put one of the clamps back on the nipple she was playing with.
"He told me to stretch my arms out, then locked them to the edges of the bed with what felt like handcuffs. Then I started to get scared. I didn't know what he was going to do and started to think maybe this hadn't been such a good idea... the clamps were hurting and I felt so helpless."
That was exactly what Tanner and I had thought, too. I was trying to picture this scene, my smart, independent wife helpless and alone, handcuffed and blindfolded with a guy that most likely wanted to abuse her sexually.
"After I was spread out and handcuffed, he told me, 'On your knees, bitch.' Then I was really scared. He sounded completely different. I didn't know what to do so I just laid there without moving. He slapped me. On the butt. Hard. I screamed and he slapped me again, harder. That time I groaned and told him not to do it again. He slapped me again and told me, 'I'll do with you what I want, bitch, and you'll like it.' By then I was whimpering and crying and scared but he didn't seem to care. He told me again to get on my knees and that time I did, trying to scoot myself up so my arms weren't so tight. He pulled me back down and said not to do it again and I believed him. He pulled my knees apart and tied my ankles to the edge of the bed. He told me, 'Stay that way, bitch, I'll be back.' "
I was mortified at what my wife had gone through. She went on, "It was so uncomfortable. I was scared... but still so turned on, even more than before. I still didn't know what he was going to do, but I wanted him to fuck me like that. God, I was excited. I think every nerve in my body was on fire. I lay there waiting, it seemed like forever and every minute I got hornier. I needed to be fucked so damn bad."