My mind raced the entire way home from the restaurant. What had become of my vanilla wife? Where did this newfound sexuality come from? What would the end be?
I didn't know what to think. While enticing and liberating I was concerned that more lay beneath in her hidden world; what would be next?
My head was spinning in various scenarios when a final realization came to the fore. What would finally be too much for me.
We pulled into the driveway and noticed all the lights were out except for a gentle glow escaping the basement. Charlene unbuckled her seatbelt and stepped out, waiting for me in front of the car and fishing for something in her purse.
I step toward her and she looked up, pulling a joint and lighter out of her purse. Marijuana had recently become legal and apparently, she jumped at opportunity to try the herb.
"Have you ever tried it?" she asked with a sly smile on her face. "I find it relaxed me greatly while you were gone."
I thought of my past for a second before answering "I dabbled a couple of time before joining the army but nothing regular."
She lit the joint and pulled a big drag. She passed it to me and I did the same. I must have hacked out half my lung while she laughed at my sorry ass. I took another toke and passed it back. I was already feeling a mild effect. She took another couple of drags before telling me to finish it.
I was fully feeling relaxed by the end of the joint. She took my hand and led me up the stairs to the front door, pausing with her arms around my neck and kissing me passionately.
"We are going to have fun tonight!" she said excitedly; I semi taking note of what she was saying.
She unlocked the door and led me in; I took off my shoes and dress jacket. While I was hanging up my jacket, I suddenly felt Jenifer's presence behind me. She gently placed a blind fold on me and tied it tightly behind my head.
"What's going on?" I said hesitantly.
Charlene moved in front of me and placed a quick peck on my cheek. "Don't worry hun, you'll enjoy this I am sure."
I was led down the stairs to basement apartment, which was now Jenifer's place of residence. They walked me across the room, giggling as they led. I was turned around and gently pushed back against something wooden.
"Did you wood panel the wall?" I asked.
No answer came. I felt someone undoing my shirt and taking it off, throwing it away before undoing my belt and pants. As someone was pulling my pants down someone grabbed my arms and held them above my head, kissing me deeply.
I felt a distinct pressure as something closed around my left then my right wrists. I couldn't move them. I felt a tug at my underwear as they were drawn down and discarded with my pants. I shifted gingerly knowing I was naked and somehow tied with my hands up. I felt a rope get looped around my ankle then my leg was drawn out and back followed by the other leg. I tried to strain but the effects of the herb weakened my resolve.
I was completely bound, feeling like I was in similar position as that famous Da Vince anatomy picture except for my arms being raised.
"Do you have the lock Jenifer?" Charlene said with a certain authority behind her voice.
"Yes mistress," she said quietly.
Did she say Mistress? My mind began to race violently before feeling a cold metal object contact my scrotum then penis. I heard a distinct click then the sound of a small padlock closing.
The room got quiet before I heard two sets of feet climb the stairs. What is going on? I said mentally to myself.
"Charlene? Jenifer?" No answer.
After about ten minutes I heard feet descending the stairs, this time with a distinct sound of different footwear. The click-click-click of high heels approached me before I felt a hand run up my leg to my groin then my abdomen and chest before removing the blindfold.
It took a minute for my eyes to adjust to candle lit room. I was strapped to a large "X" and had a metal cage enveloping my penis and scrotum. My former "Man Cave" had, in all intents and purposes, become Charlene's and Jenifer's sex dungeon.
The walls were deep red and various implements that were foreign to me were hung on the wall. A warm carpet led to large round bed that had multiple straps emanating from under the mattress.
In front of me stood Jennifer wearing a one-piece fishnet body stocking and the highest high heeled shoes I had ever seen. Her pert nipples struck out of the netting and her pussy glistened in anticipation.
"What's going on Jennifer? I don't like this," I protested quietly.
