Please note that this is a fiction story that deals with blackmail, degradation and non-consent. If you don't like that kind of reading then this one is not for you.
It was early Friday, and it was my day off. I took the day off because we had decided to go out of town this weekend and explore our newfound excitement, swinging. We had visit clubs in nearby cities and tried new things, things that I would never had dreamed of seeing my wife do! Being with two black man at once and being tied up and teased by two beautiful women is some of it! I have had my fun with a few women.
Recently we tried another new twist, cuckolding and I got to watch my hot wife submitting to a black man in a hotel suit. It was almost three weeks ago and I still think about it every day and always get hard.
Few days ago, I was having my morning coffee and going through our mail when I found a letter that made me curious. It was not the usual bill or spam mail from companies in our small community. I opened it and inside was a handwritten note and a flash drive. My face must have turned white while I was reading the letter.
"Dear Rachel and hubby
Thank you very much for our fun the other night. I really enjoyed using you Rachel and I want more. However, not the way you would think. The reason I send you this letter is letting you know what you got yourself into. I may have come out as a funny polite man when we met the other day, but that was to lure you into my trap. And you are trapped.
Remember when you both were blindfolded in my hotel room?
Yeah, it was only for a few minutes but it was enough time for me to copy all the pictures and videos you had on your computer and phone. And if you put the flash drive into your computer you will see that I had five cameras in my hotel room and have edit our meet into one hell of a porn show, starring you Rachel and your pathetic hubby.
Back to your situation. I have a real kinky side and some of it involves blackmail and humiliation of a proper wife and her husband. I think you know where I am going with this. Just to let you know I am quite sadistic in my thoughts so I have imagined so many scenarios where you will be the star Rachel. But I can also be quite fair if you obey.
For example, I know where you guys live and it is a small town, only about 10.000 people living there. You must know almost everybody! I will try my best to keep your identification a secret, if you submit to me and do as I say. Otherwise, the pictures and videos will be posted on multiple websites and send to your email list.
You could go to the Police with this letter and I would be charged with blackmail. Fair enough but if you do, I have arranged for these pictures to be posted on many sites again and again. You will not be able to stop that. And those pictures would be evidence in my criminal case. Imagine that, you proper people.
I will let you take the day (Friday) to think this through and when you have accepted your fait you will send me email with the subject line Agreed and nothing more. Then Rachel will stay naked in your living room and wait for me to arrive.
Tom"
I was shocked and scared. What was going on and what have we got ourselves into? Rachel would be home in two hours and she was expecting us to go on the road trip that we had planned. I put the flash drive into the computer and started watching. It started with Rachel on her knees in front of him, pulling out his semi hard cock and as she started sucking, I instantly grew hard. He was aggressive and dominant and she accepted that. He fucked her hard from behind, he let her stand naked in the window as he fingered her, we were on the 10
th
floor, so nobody should have seen her. He came all over her face right in front of me and let her kiss me a wet cum kiss. That was humiliating but also arousing.
Then he fucked her hard on the bed, made her beg for his big black cock and tell him that she was his slut. She played along with it all and was quite convincing! I just had to cum but I did not want to, not until after I have told her about our situation.
It may be time to introduce us. My name is Kevin and my wife is Rachel. We are both 47 years old and we have two kids who are both away in college. I run a small trucking company and she is assistant manager in the biggest law firm in town. We have been together for over 20 years and recently, with no kids home and a lot of time on our hand we started exploring our sexual needs.
We have always been open regarding that but have not had the chance until now to act on it. We did and we have had a great time. Visiting swingers clubs, going to parties and exploring a little bdsm along the way. We are both quite submissive but can also act as a dominant to each other. We have gone to nearby cities as we live in a small town and did not want people to know about our little hobby. We have also been taking pictures of us, mostly her and videos of the two of us, and we even once gone to a dogging site just outside the city.
And now, we found our self in a situation that I did not know how we could get out of.
When Rachel finally arrived home, smile on her face I asked her to sit down, I had to show her something. She saw straight away that this was something serious. I handed her the letter and watched her face as she read it. I could see how scared she was, how frightening it must have been for her to read this and slowly realising the situation. When she finished, she looked at me.
"What have we done?"
I sat next to her, hold her. We sat there for a good 30 minutes in silence, both thinking how we could get out of this situation.
"We could go to the Police," I said.
She shook her head. "And have those pictures exposed, I don't think so. We should try to talk to him, beg him not to do this. Offer him some money."
Now it was my time to shake my head. "This guy doesn't need money remember, he was loaded. He paid for everything when we met and that hotel room, that must have cost a lot. And I do not see that this is a guy who would back down with begging. I think it would only encourage him some more."
We sat there together in silence. Our option was not good and slowly we realised that we had little choice.
"We have to accept," she said. "I don't see any way out of this, and when he comes tonight, we will try to talk to him, softening this up."
I agreed with her and did send the email later that day. Around 6 in the evening my phone ranged.
"Is my slut naked and ready," Tom said.
I looked at my pretty wife all dressed having a glass of white wine. "Yes, she is," I lied.
"You are lying and both of you will both be punished for that. Tell her to get naked right now."
I motioned to my wife that Tom was on the phone. "Please honey, will you get naked," I said.
Tom shouted on the phone. "Use my word hubby, say: Get naked slut."
I looked at her again and said that. She looked at me and I just rolled my eyes, letting her know it was him, not me who were talking. My wife got undressed and took her glass with her in our living room. I told him she was naked.
"Ok, tell her to stay that way until I tell her otherwise." He hung up.
I got myself a beer and almost finished it in one gulp. Opened another and sat next to Rachel in the sofa waiting for Tom to arrive. He did, almost two hours later, and I must admit, both of us were quite drunk at that time. We had kept drinking trying to ease our nerves. I opened for him and he stormed straight pass me into the living room.
"Here she is," he said as he looked at my wife. "Stand up and show me." She did, was a little loose on her foot and he noticed. "Are you drunk slut?"
She nodded her head. "You know how drunk sluts are used don't you," he said as he sat down and told me to get him a beer.
Rachel was going to sit back down but Tom stopped her. "Who told you to sit down slut," he barked and she stood still. I got him a beer and when I handed it to him, he asked me if we had a bathtub or a shower in our house.
I told him we had both.
He stood up and slapped me around the face hard. "Both Sir," and both of you will call me Sir from now on, is that understood?" We both nodded our head. I was a little shocked about his aggressive behaviour, we had agreed and we were hoping he would be a little more pleasant, once we did. But that was not the case.
"What I want you to do Kevin is to go into the bathroom and turn the shower on, I want you to have the water turned to cold. Do that now."
I followed his order straight away. When I came back, he had my wife on her knees in front of him. "Now as the slut has been drinking we need her to sober up a little before we start our adventure. Go take a shower slut and Kevin, make some coffee. And slut, remember, don't change the water temperature and have the door open."