Revenge Returned Ch 01

A couple of weeks after I had exacted revenge on my sister-in-law Rachel with an intense, incredible fuck session during which my friend Zack and my now-enemy Rick had helped me destroy her pussy, ass, and mouth - including double vaginal, double anal, a facial, and a golden shower -- my pretty, blonde wife Claire bounced, smiling, into our kitchen and gave me a hug. Rachel had always been cruel to her and me, but since the night I spiked the girls' drinks and took advantage of Rachel, she had been a perfect sister to Claire. They chatted on the phone regularly and got their nails done together. Rachel even sent Claire flowers for her birthday yesterday, which was the first time I'd ever seen her send a gift.

Claire had rarely been happier, and that in turn filled me with joy. My plan had changed Rachel exactly as I hoped it would. She had not confronted me for raping her, and I had not needed to threaten her into silence with the amazing videos I had taken that night. I had watched that footage repeatedly, reliving each moment, and relishing in how much she had enjoyed it. I was still deeply troubled that Rick had fucked my wife and cum inside her. It was a source of pride for her -- and had been for me -- that I was her one and only. I felt guilty about letting Zack fuck her as well, but that was to let me live out my fantasy of double vaginal with my wife -- something she had always said no to trying with a dildo. And all that lead me to forcing Rachel to eat her sister out and make her cum multiple times, which was a part of the video I especially liked. Thankfully, Claire remained blissfully unaware of any of those things, the sedatives having done their job, and so life was good, though my hated of Rick would never abate.

Claire poured herself a glass of wine and me a nice whiskey. "Guess what?" she asked, not pausing before she answered her own question. "Rachel planned a party at her place tomorrow to celebrate my birthday!"

"That's a first," I responded, somewhat surprised. I don't think Rachel or her husband Tim had ever even invited us over to their house. Rachel really did seem to be taking the role of good sister to heart.

The next day, we walked into Rachel and Tim's living room to find it decorated with a large "Happy Birthday" sign and tons of balloons. Patio doors opened up to an inviting pool, and it was a sunny, warm afternoon. Radio-friendly pop music filled the space, and the delicious scent of grilling meat wafted inside from Tim's barbeque. As Rachel gave Claire, then me, a hug, Tim walked in, wearing an apron that said "Kiss The Chef? Nah, Fuck Him!" It fit perfectly with his douchey personality but was still kind of funny.

Rachel handed Claire a large, frozen margarita, saying, "I made you your favorite drink, sis! And Tim, can you please get Jake an extra special whiskey?" Tim smiled broadly, returning moments later from his bar with a fancy, crystal Glencairn glass with a healthy pour in it, neat like I liked it. He handed it to me, then held up the bottle so I could inspect it.

I let out a long whistle. "Hirsch 16?!" I said, very impressed. "That's THE unicorn bottle for any collector or bourbon fan." I had never seen one in person, much less tried it.

Tim smiled at my reaction, holding back a laugh as he said, "Well, bottoms up! I'm a tequila guy, so left it in a cabinet for years after a client gave it to me. I figured today was a good excuse to open it!" He turned to Claire and gave her a long hug. "Happy Birthday, to my wife's pretty, younger sister! I can't wait to celebrate you all day long!"

I started to think about how out of character all of this was for Rachel and Tim but then remembered the drink in my hand. I grinned as I smelled the whiskey and shook my head in pleasure after the first sip. As Rachel darted off to answer the doorbell, I thanked Tim profusely.

To my surprise, the next guests to arrive were my friend Zack and his wife Mel. Mel was a very petite Asian stunner that we had met in college. Zack had been smitten immediately but wasn't able to convince her to go out with him until years later. I preferred women with bigger breasts and asses, but she made him really happy. Zack and Mel were friends with Claire and me, and none of us had really socialized with Rachel and Tim, so it was odd to see them here, especially knowing Zack had fucked Rachel with me, without her consent, mere weeks ago.

Seeing my confused look, Claire chimed in, "I asked Rachel to invite some of your friends too, Jake!" She clinked her glass to mine and finished off her first margarita of the day. I took another long swig of the heavenly bourbon and smiled at my wife, as Rachel refilled Claire's drink and handed Mel one too. Tim appeared with another Glencairn glass, quickly pouring Hirsch for Zack as well.

"Prepare yourself for this," I cautioned Zack, holding up my whiskey. "It's going to change your life!" Zack took a sip and looked almost as blown away as I was.

Zack and I joined Tim at the grill, chatting about sports and work and having a few more whiskeys, while the ladies hung out inside, knocking out pitchers of margaritas. When Rachel, Claire, and Mel eventually joined us outside, they were in bikinis. All of them looked fantastic. Rachel was 30 and the oldest and tallest of the three. She had perky B cups and a gym-toned ass and stomach. Her long, blonde hair was similar to Claire's, who had larger tits and more sizzle on her ass, which I loved. Mel was tiny -- barely five feet tall, with A cup breasts that still looked nice in her bikini top. She had slender hips and a small butt, but her face was truly stunning.

I held my glass up in a cheers to the women and smiled as I looked up to the sky with my eyes closed, feeling the warmth of the sun on my face and of the whiskey in my stomach. Then the world went black.

I blinked my eyes open, my mind racing but lost in a fog. I was inside, and it was still sunny outside. I couldn't move my arms or legs, and when I tried to speak I could only hear mumbles. As my vision came into focus, my head lolled down, and I realized I was staring at my cock. Moments passed, as did the grogginess. I now knew I had been stripped naked and tied firmly to a metal hair. I glanced to my left and saw Zack was in the same predicament. He had a ball gag in his mouth, which I assumed explained why I couldn't talk. That's when I looked up and to my horror watched Claire and Mel, each with their eyes shut, stroking their own bodies up and down, lost in pleasure. They were on a large mattress that had been placed in the middle of Rachel and Tim's living room, about three feet in front of me. Rachel stepped into view. She was wearing the red bikini that I had taken off of her in my guestroom two weeks earlier, before revenge fucking her for hours.

"Look who's finally awake," she said with an evil smile. "Don't worry. You didn't miss anything." I looked over at Zack, two feet to my left, and found him staring back at me. "After the two of you raped me, I figured I could go to the police or tell your wives or confront you and have you threaten me with videos that would show me to be a willing participant, cumming over and over." Rachel playfully squeezed my dick while looking me in the eyes. "Instead, I decided to take a more entertaining path to get even. I found those strong aphrodisiacs that you used on me. How are those legal and sold at conveniences stores? Notice the music? Same playlist too. So now you two are going to watch as everything you did to me happens to your wives."

Tim stepped into view. He was naked and stroking his cock. "And they're going to enjoy it..." he said with anger in his voice, "Almost as much as Rachel and I will."

To Be Continued.