So Paul now "owned" my wife, Eve, the rich American, Richard, and his partner, Liz
PAUL'S COMMANDS FOR EVE, RICHARD AND LIZ
Paul had been impressed with a scene in the film American Pyscho where the anti-hero fucks a woman who is resting on a glass window. They were in full view of anyone watching. The American pyscho was fucking high up in a building and therefore not likely to be overlooked.
Paul wanted to go one better than American Pyscho. He wanted to fuck Liz (his partner) and get Richard to fuck my wife in full view of anyone walking along the Southampton waterfront.
The waterfront pavement isn't like the promenade tourist attractions of other cities and towns. It merely links one dock with another. It doesn't give romantic sea views. It shows grimy dock architecture.
But that lack of pedestrians suited Paul. In theory people on the Isle of Wight ferry could get an eyeful as they pulled out from the special IOW pier. But it was unlikely that people would be looking at their hotel yet alone at their window.
But then Paul had a better idea. Why not get Richard and him to have sex with Eve and get Liz to watch. It would take his dominance of Richard, my wife and his partner to a higher level.
It added the element of sheer exhibitionism that he liked in the fucking-in-the-skyscraper scene in American Psycho. He could show off his large prick. He could get Eve and Richard to share his cock licking and sucking it. He could get Eve to suck Richard's dick while he porked her bum.
He asked my wife and Richard if they would have 3way sex in front of the window. He didn't specify what exactly it would entail. They agreed straight away. Now all he needed was to get his partner to agree to be their voyeur (and lookout in case a policeman came along).
To his surprise and delight Liz agreed to be the voyeur/ lookout. Paul didn't realise that Liz only agreed so she could film the sordid scene and use the video to gain revenge
THE SHOW
Paul felt that the best time to put on a show would be at night. The street lights would illuminate their top-to-floor hotel bedroom window. Besides that he could send Liz on some errand that involved her getting something unnecessary from a supermarket a mile away.
He knew that Liz hated being shut out of exciting sexual episodes. She would imagine what was happening. Of course no one knew exactly what Paul planned. That was part and parcel of the attraction of BDSM. All 3 of them gave Paul control. Up to a point the greater they submitted to Paul, the happier they were. And for Richard and my wife this was true. But Paul had taken Liz beyond that point.
IT'S SHOWTIME.