My goal is to bring to the reader extreme wife stories that keep the interest of the most perverse connoisseur. They are not for the timid.
Please read Ch1 first.
Tim
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The next morning I found Collette in bed next to me asleep and felt guilty that I didn't remember her arriving home. I moved slowly in our bed to get as close I could short of waking her, wondering if there could be any way to tell if last night was an innocent get together to discuss future adventures or if Stu had fucked the living hell out of her as I sat home alone.
As I grew closer to Collette two things became obvious. One, was the smell of men's cologne and two, was what looked like dried cum above her left eye and in her hair in the same area. Obviously Collette had came straight to bed without a shower or bathing, bringing with her all the evidence of what had taken place last night. As I thought about this, frozen next to her, I remembered her last text, "I met up with Jim. Having a few drinks. He said you and he spoke and you're OK with it. Excited...Nervous. ... Don't wait up. C."
So basically Stu was transforming my wife Collette into his own private slut and fuck toy as I struggled to do damage control and make sense of it all. As I thought this through I realized there was no way out, at least right now, so I might as well just see where it all was going and hopefully Collette and our marriage would survive whatever Stu had in store for her.
Collette slept late and I heard her take a shower after she got up as I read the paper down stairs and did a little business on my laptop. When Collette came down the stairs she seemed to be in a good mood with a bit of a glow even. Collette did her usual setting up a grapefruit with natural sugar and a cup of coffee and then sat down at the table in her usual spot flashing a nervous smile my way as if a little nervous and or embarrassed. I guess technically, I knew what had taken place last night, at least that was what she was told. Thinking on those terms, I spoke first and asked, "Well, how was it?" Collette bit down on her lower lip just a bit and said, "This whole thing with Jim, well it's become complicated. I just want you to know I have it under control."
I forced a smile to comfort her while wondering exactly what she meant, Collette nervously smiled back and as if the ice had been broken and out of nowhere said "as it turns out, Jim, or should I say Stuart, his real name, has a lot of connections and is a powerful man. Amongst other things he has a company that makes all kinds of kinky toys and devises for adults, most of which are not your average off the shelf items from the local porno shops. Well, I'll just get straight to the point I guess, I've gotten myself into something that only I can get us out of. I can't say any more other than I have to do as he tells me no questions asked. Part of me feels blackmailed, but hun, part of me gets really turned on at the thought of having to do whatever I'm told, and having whatever is wanted done to me."
"He's asked I go to work for him. He will do whatever he wants with me of course and he'll use me as a test subject and for demonstrations for customers. I'll have to start working out at the gym on a regular basis to stay in shape for the projects but I have to admit, the whole idea of it, well like I said, really turns me on. It's as if the being forced to do this has made me become a different woman. Maybe even not the woman you married. I'm sorry honey, but I won't do it unless you approve and he said you're invited to be at some functions, tests and demonstrations, but not all. What do you think sweetheart?"
I was floored, it had begun, and as much as I knew it would, I was in no way prepared for it. I thought for a moment and quickly said the only answer I was allowed to, I said OK. Collette smiled cautiously and told me that her first assignment was in a week from today and that she would be demonstrating new products to a group of buyers from overseas. She then said something that etched into my mind and caught me totally off guard. Collette then said, "You know I haven't had the nerve to tell you, well that night with Jim and Storm and those other young men, well I don't remember everything that happened. I remember having orgasm after orgasm and some kind of equipment being hooked up to me or inside of me that made me cum over and over and over. I must have passed out or drank too much. I just wish I could remember and I hope I didn't disappoint you."
I was floored. She didn't remember and thought parts were a dream. Whatever they had given her had made her one hundred percent there at the time and all fuzzy in the end. That fucking bastard Stu, what a manipulator. It all made sense now. Collette would be primed and ready for the next round this way, doing as he wished with her having only the memories of endless orgasms and bit and pieces. What could I do? I again forced a smile and told her that on the contrary, everything she did and was doing was turning me on like I had never been before and to just relax and go with it. Collette smiled and seemed relieved but I could tell she was still trying to make sense of everything that was happening. I knew that keeping her in the dark on what was really going on was the only way to protect her.
The week went by and on Friday morning my wife Collette left the house at eight AM sharp and went to Stu's office. Yes that's right, Stu had opened an office in a town close by in an unmarked commercial building. Around ten AM I received an email from Stu with a link to a webpage, user name and password. Stu simply said in the email, "If you would like to watch, this is the place to do it."
I pulled up the page, logged in and found a live feed from a lavish conference room. The camera was high in the corner and looked down at the large round wood conference table with chairs all around it. The picture was extremely good for what I thought to most likely be a concealed camera. At this point I buzzed my secretary and told her I would be on a conference call and to not disturb me for any reason.
A group of Asian men and one Asian woman entered and sat down around the table. I quickly noted that there would be no sound, just video. Three men entered and brought with them multiple boxes that they sat against the wall. The three men opened the boxes and gave each Asian man and the one woman three different devises which I quickly identified as sex toys. One was a large soft looking artificial cock with a hose and a pump tethered to it. One was a small cup with a tether and ball and as well wires attached to small control box. But the third was totally out of this world and was quickly demonstrated to each person as it was handed out.
The devise was a flesh colored dildo perhaps ten inches long with a harness assembly. On the harness was some kind of control box connection to the end of the dildo. I nearly fell from my chair when the three men began to demonstrate its function. When activated the pointed end would grow quite round and large. And then the round growth would obscenely begin to move slowly down two thirds of the way and then move back up at whatever speed the operator desired. The clients were shown how to make the ball larger and to speed up and slow down the travel. I then clutched my desk as my wife Collette entered the room being led by two more men totally naked except for a blind fold over her eyes. The contrast between her pale skin and all the dark suits in the room was overwhelming as she walked slowly with her ass jiggling and breasts lightly bouncing away from her chest.
As I watched her walk or better yet being helped to walk, I took note of the fact there was something different about her. She walked carefully as if it took concentration to do so and I seriously doubted it had anything to do with being blindfolded. As I watched I also noticed that her mouth hung slightly open with her tongue at her teeth. That bastard Stu had again drugged her and she would yet again remember nothing, or perhaps only bits and pieces.