An Exhilarating Train Journey

Previously, Jake had made his wife Helen demonstrate that she was now his flat chested floozy.

So, here I was, Jake driving me home with my hands tied behind my back with no clothes on. My husband of many years, a usually reserved even repressed man, ordered me to give him a blow job in front of our friends, Anna and Dean. Against my better judgement, I have myself over to Anna so I could me suck off her husband. Instead of cuming in my mouth, he dribbled his cum all over me. Then Anna took advantage of me and showed me off to our mutual club member, Hugo. He gave me my first ever finger fucking. Every woman avoided him because Hugo was the club lecher. But he gave me the most exhilarating orgasms of my life. I guess that is why I agreed to continue submitting to their wishes.

And the trip home was interesting. We got some very odd looks. People would see the head of a woman but, when looking into the car, saw what appeared to be the chest of man. My bush was still sopping wet from the "experimentation" at Anna's but no one could see that low into the car. A bit of a tingle would go through my body. I guess it was good my hands were tied behind me. Otherwise, I would have finger fucked myself!

Jake led me into the house. Until this point, we had been a very typical, conventional, possibly even repressed, married couple. These two events were changing all that. I had no idea what Jake would do once we got into our house. My heart speeded up in anticipation.

He was handling me rather roughly. He unlocked the door and pushed me. "My god, what a spectacle you made of yourself back there. I've never seen your bush so wet. What, were you fucking yourself silly?"

I stood there frozen not knowing what to say.

"How can I possibly treat you as a wife after that exhibition of unbridled sexual desire? And giving yourself over to Anna so you could suck her husband's cock? It suits you right that he squirted his cum all over you."

I looked at him stunned. He had never used such language with me. He put his hands on my shoulders and forced me down onto my knees. He held me down with one hand and started undoing his trousers with the other.

"Sluts like you are good for only one thing." Out came his now rock hard cock. "You know what to do, bitch. Open your mouth so I can fuck it." He had never been hard like this twice in one day, let alone wanting me to suck him off again.

I was so hot, I did as told. He grabbed my head moved me back and forth so that there was no doubt he was fucking my mouth. I was a mass of emotions. I hated being used as nothing but an object. Something to be used only for his pleasure. It sure wasn't pleasant being completely controlled. My body, though, was turned on by, well, by being used as nothing but an object. Something to be used only for his pleasure! My body was primed for his warm, salty cum to flood my mouth and then down my throat. This was always a great turn on and resulted in a lovely orgasm. This time, though, he pulled out like Dean, just before he exploded. He held my face so that it took the full force of his muscles shooting out his cum. This was terrible and heart wrenching. He then moved my head so it was under his cock so the rest of his cum dribbled into my hair and onto my forehead.

"What, you slovenly bitch, you thought I was going to cum in your mouth so you could have an orgasm? That's not how this marriage works anymore. If that's what you want to call it. I'm the one to have the pleasure from now on. You're nothing but a cum soaked whore to me."

With that, he pulled up his trousers. He then lifted me up, turned me around and led me into the spare room that we used as an office.

"What are you doing? What's going on? I'm not liking this!" I was trying to protest but, of course, he was stronger than I was.

He stopped in the room. After a short pause, I felt him untying the knickers around my hands. "Thanks for...," I started saying sternly.

Before I could finish, I felt my knickers go into my mouth. They were covering some kind of ball. I then heard a click behind my head. All I could do is moan at him with shock covering my face. Jake's face had a huge smile. He then put a chain around my waist that had a type of leather triangle and chain on it. He grabbed the chain between my legs and I heard another click.

"That's more like it. So you're now going to make my dinner and serve it to me in the living room so I can watch the shows I want to watch for once."

I moaned at him and tried to signal that I wanted to clean up and put on some clothes.

He laughed. "You're going to do exactly as I say from now on. Don't forget, Anna gave me your purse. You're staying naked and doing what I say. Otherwise, you won't get that purse back or any of your clothes."

I was furious with him. I stormed off to our bedroom only to find the door locked. I went to the bathroom to get a towel and the same thing. The door was locked. I stormed back to Jake.

He was laughing now. "I see you've found our handy work. Dean and I had a chat about what happened and what you were doing. We decided to skip the golf and set up my house to ensure we could keep you in your new place, so to speak."

I was absolutely furious. And terrified. And turned on as never before!

"So, you best get used to your new position as a flat chested floozy sex toy. Get cooking or you'll never get your clothes back."

Well, I knew defeat when I saw it. Off I stormed to the kitchen. With his words ringing in my ears and my own tasted seeping into my mouth, it was the most erotic time I had making dinner. I wanted to fuck the daylights out of myself. However, the contraption he put around my waist prevented me from getting to my own vagina. Or maybe cunt as I should not refer to it. I was on the edge of a cliff unable to relieve myself. I was hugely frustrated which only increased the tension in my body.

I somehow managed to make dinner and serve it to Jake in front of the television. I almost fainted as I saw that it was what he had filmed on the train. I had lived it but wasn't really aware of what was happening. I was simply over stimulated and having too much fun at the time. Now I saw how appalling and pathetic I looked as I sucked men's cocks and they dribbled their cum onto me. It was utterly humiliated and instinctively turned away and went to leave.

"Get back here, bitch. I want you to see what you've become."

I did as told. I was both disgusted at what I had allowed to happen to me and turned on by the memory. I could feel my cunt getting even more excited. He finished his dinner about the same time as the film.

"Okay, you can take this away and come back." When I did, he had put a chair next to the TV screen. There was also a camera set up next to the TV.

"So did you like what I was watching?"

Reality had taken over. I knew I had to stop this before it really got out of hand. I shook my head NO.

"I thought not. No husband would ever want his wife to do such a thing. It's shameful, disgusting, degrading, dehumanising and perverted. So, I'm going to give you a chance to redeem yourself. You are going to sit here and watch it again. I will also take off the chastity belt. I will also film you while watching the playback."

I looked at him shocked.

"If you sit there like a proper lady, appalled at what you're seeing and what you allowed to happen, and control yourself, I will erase the both tapes. I will also tell Anna to not ask anything more of you. We will absolutely return to being a normal husband and wife with a normal sex life." I tried to smile. "If, on the other hand, you sit there like a depraved harlot, thrilled by what you're seeing and what you wanted to happen, unable to control yourself so that you fuck yourself with your own fingers, then I will keep them to blackmail you into doing whatever I want. I will also give the tapes to Anna for her to use how she sees fit. You'll be nothing except an object for us to play with as we see fit. Is that clear?"

I nodded an emphatic YES. Given that choice, there was no doubt that I'd hold out. Jake undid the chastity belt, started the camera rolling and started to play back the film. He had edited it so that there was a close up of me, tied between poles on the trains with cum on my face, chest, stomach and bush. It sent a shudder of dread through my body. I was disgusted that I allowed myself to be filmed sucking so many cocks in public.

Then the film when back to the beginning with the conversation where the guy asked me to swallow his cum to show that I wanted this to continue. I saw myself agreeing, swallowing every last drop and having a shattering orgasm. Much to my horror, the longer I watched the film, the hornier I got. The memories came back of just how ecstatic the numerous orgasms were. I had never had so many, or so overwhelming orgasms in a year, let alone in one day. The scenes were so beyond what Jake and I ever contemplated doing, let alone actually did, that I was entranced. My cunt started twitching and my heart beat picked up. One voice kept saying 'No, don't do it' while another screamed 'Do it!'

I could feel my fingers entering my cunt. I had never done this. I was told that a proper girl would never do such a degrading thing. Naturally, as a proper woman I never dreamed trying to do such a thing. Hugo was the first person to put fingers into my love canal. I was now thankful for that as I knew what to do.

A feeling of warmth and joy spread through me as I entered myself for the first time. I knew that I was giving Jake and Anna complete power over me. If it brought these type of feelings, then what the hell! I slowly moved two fingers from one hand in and out of me. I did it in rhythm with the blokes fucking my face on the film. Oh to be so out of control was electrifying.

I moved up to my clit as Hugo had one. This triggered an orgasm that shot through my body. It was a good thing I had my knickers in my mouth. Otherwise, I'm sure my scream would have brought the house down.

I could and should have stopped there. But the film was still going on and there were more blokes to come, in both senses of the word! I decided to really give them a film worth blackmailing me with. I swapped hands. My first hand was wet with my juices. I couldn't put them in my mouth because of the gag. So I stuck my fingers under my nose and moved them across my lips. Meanwhile, I fucked myself with my other hand. More juices flowed so I swapped hands again and spread my juices around my face. I could see a Jakes cock growing in his trousers. I put in three fingers and sent myself into another electrifying orgasm. It was a show worth remembering!!!!

Jake came over standing sideways to the camera. "Okay you fuck happy cunt, down on your knees."

I slowly moved myself down onto my knees. My body was weak from the two fierce orgasms. I wanted to say something but was too dazed and still gagged to do so.

"Now, you're going to confirm your new status as a washed up, flat chested sex slave bitch desperate to be subject to my every whim because it's the only way you get sexual fulfilment. I'm going to take off the gag so you can suck my cock. Just like on the film you watched, if you swallow everything then you'll be telling me and the world that you want me to stop treating you as a woman and wife to be loved and cherished. You'll be showing that you want to be considered as nothing but an object to be fucked with at any time by me or at Anna's leisure. You'll not only swallow my cum, you'll swallow away your old life. And you'll be happy for me to use this film to keep you trapped as my sex slave. You happy with that?"

He dropped his trousers to expose his rock hard cock. It looked so lovely and enticing. I nodded my agreement. God he was enjoying this like I had never seen. This would be his third erection in one day. I was overwhelmed with joy that I could have such an effect on a man, let alone one I had been married to for some thirty years. The desire for sex filled my brain.

He took off the gag. I immediately engulfed his throbbing cock. He was right. I was absolutely desperate to taste his cum so that I could have yet another orgasm. But did I really want to hand myself over to him completely. That was too much to think about while I had his luscious manhood in my mouth. I worked on him like never before in our marriage. I let him drop out of my mouth and went to his balls. His moans told me he appreciated how I played with them in my mouth. I then dropped them to give them long, slow licks. I wasn't thinking if he was going to use the film to blackmail me. I just wanted to be as raunchy as I could. Maybe that would let me orgasm before he came.

I went back to his cock and kissed his purple helmet lovingly. I then took him back into my mouth so that I could caress him with my tongue. I could tell from his moans he was loving this as much as I was.

"Oh, I'm getting close. You sure you want to keep going?"

I moaned and nodded my approval as I went up and down his shaft with my tongue. I could feel myself getting wet between the legs. Every muscle in my body was crying out for a taste of his cum.

"Oh god, I'm going to explode like I never have before. What are you going to do?"

I pulled back so his rock hard penis was pointing right at my face. "I'm gonna swallow every last drop that shoots out of your gorgeous manhood pointed at my face. I give all up expectations and obligations of being your wife. I'm a flat chested floozy bitch desperate for your manly juices in my mouth and down my throat so I can have a body splitting orgasm. I'm going to swallow every drop so that every drop of my being becomes your sex slave. I know you're filming this and I know it can be used to blackmail me into doing whatever you want. So flood my mouth so I swallow every last drop and seal the deal."

With that, I put him back in my mouth, grabbed his arse and thrust him into me. There was no way he was going to get away or a drop go astray. He exploded as he hit the back of my throat. I eased him out just a little so that his cum could pool in my mouth. As I swallowed my first batch, my body exploded. It was a good thing I was on my knees and holding onto him. It was my third of the day. I couldn't believe my body could hand so much pleasure in one day. If this is what being his sex slave was like, then I guess I was in for the time of my life.

I could feel him softening. I gently tweak his penis with my tongue. He let out a satisfying moan. I had another mouth full of his cum. I let him slip out of my mouth. I looked up at him with my mouth open to show I still had some to swallow.

"Swallow it now, bitch." The ferocity with which he said that turned me on again. And as I swallowed, another orgasm went over my body. Less intense, thankfully, but just as enjoyable.

"So, scum, was that another orgasm triggered by swallowing cum?"

"Oh, yes, master, it certainly was." I decided I'd play the role to its fullest.

"So, I'm no longer your husband but your master to do with you was I please? With whom I please? And where I please?"

I was too shattered to really engage in any conversation, let alone one like this. I would remember later that everything I said was being recorded and experience the regret for saying it. But right now, I couldn't think of anything. I was just a slave following her master.

"Oh, yes. All that and more. I'm no longer a wife but an object of yours to do with as you please."

And he just about did that. He grabbed my nipples. The pain sent a shock through my body. I stood up as he raised his arms. I followed him has he guided me into the spare bedroom.

"This is your new home in this house, you cum covered slut." With that, he threw me in and closed the door. I heard a click. I went to the door and realised it was locked. I looked around the room. It was as we left it, except there was a bucket. I would realise later that I was to use that for my toilet. The bed had sheets on it. My body was exhausted from the orgasms. So, without further thought, I crawled under the covers and passed out. I'd deal with tomorrow when it came.

To be continued....