I must be the luckiest guy in the world. After seven wonderful years of marriage, I caught my spouse having an affair. It wasn’t really hard to catch her, as I set up the whole thing. Now, I have the best of both worlds. In the kitchen, my Valerie is fantastic cook and a great housekeeper. In the bedroom, she is an obedient slut who does whatever is asked of her, and I do mean whatever.
You see I had always had a fantasy about seeing my wife have sex with another man, and also to have her submit to me in a master and slave role. Don’t get me wrong, our sex life has been great. It’s just that I wanted to try something new, and I love my wife so I wanted it to be with her. It took some great planning, but I was able to pull it off. To this day she still does not know the whole story.
The first step of my plan was to find a someone that I could trust, that I knew my wife would find attractive. I ran an ad in a local swinger's magazine offering my wife’s services, listing a number of things that I wanted to see her do. After meeting with a few of the people who answered the ad, I chose a local college student named Dave. Dave was currently working toward his masters degree, and was employed at a local lounge as a bartender. Valerie and I are both 31, and not too far from Dave’s 24. I explained what I wanted Dave to do and showed him some naked pictures that I had of Val. After also explaining that he would get to have her as well, Dave quickly agreed.
The second part of my plan was to find a way to get Valerie to feel that she had to have sex with Dave. I first tried the simple way, getting them together. I had Val meet me for cocktails after work by my office, and then pretended to be paged so that I would have to run up to my office for a message. This left Val alone for about 15 minutes, with Dave waiting in the wings. However, it was not successful. Although Dave felt that Val was interested, she didn’t go for it. Yet, Valerie was extremely horny that night so I knew I was on the right track.
I then tried a different tact. Now that I felt Val was attracted to Dave, I had to put her in a position to give in to him. Dave got a hold of an authentic cop's uniform from a friend, and also borrowed his dashboard flashing light. I again got Val primed. We went out to dinner and drank quite a bit of red wine. Then, we went back to the parking lot and smoked a couple of joints (Val always goes out of her mind when she is high). Then, after running my hands over her body and removing her panties, I suggested that it was time to go home. Yet, I had made sure that we had two cars and that Val should follow me home. She wanted to finish in the parking lot, but agreed to wait until we got home.
Once we got going, I drove through an alley where I knew Dave would be parked. After I went by, he hit the lights and pulled over Val. She didn’t get home for another hour. Step two had worked perfectly. Dave told me that he put her through the paces of a sobriety test. He had her walk the line and touch her noes all the while teasing her that she could just make it easy on herself by being with him. He then frisked her and handcuffed her there in the alley. After pushing her with losing her license and fines of $5,000 Val agreed to give him a blowjob. Dave said it took him a good 40 minutes to convince her that it was the only way out, and less that five minutes for him to cum. What Val didn’t know as she sank to her knees in the alley with her hands still locked behind her back, was that Dave had set up a camera to catch it all on film. Now I had her. When she did finally get home, we had the best sex that we had had in a long time.
I had Dave wait a couple of days, and then he delivered a copy of the tape to Val with a note. The note told Val that unless she wanted her husband, as well as others, to find out about the tape, she should meet Dave that afternoon at a local hotel. It also included directions and gave the precise time. The close of the note said, “Do not be late and wear something sexy and small.” I had arraigned to meet Dave at the hotel an hour before Val in order to see everything was set. We changed the light bulbs in the room for better lighting, and then I hid in the closet with our camcorder.
I could hear everything as Valerie entered the room and listened as Dave told her that she was a “good girl” for dressing up for him. I was even a bit surprised as her tone slowly shifted from anger to intrigue. I guess that I had read her right, she was ready for something new as well. Dave offered her a drink to ease the tension, and then he asked her if she knew why she was there. Val didn’t disappoint me when I heard her say, “I guess that you like what you got the other night and want more.” I thought that I was going to shoot right there in my pants, but I knew that there was much more to come, and I knew what it was.
Next, Dave gave Valerie a leather mask. It was something that I had purchased for this new game. It was a soft leather hood like cap that covered her eyes and above, and bucked underneath her hair line at the back of her neck. Her ears stuck through openings on the sides, and her nose and mouth were fully exposed. At first Val protested, only saying that the mask wasn’t needed. Dave then threatened to bring back the handcuffs to which she only said that she would rather wear those than the mask. After explaining to her that this was “Dave’s time,” and that she would go through with it his way or else, Valerie agreed to the hood, and Dave buckled it into place. This was my cue.
I then emerged from the closet, and I got to see Val for the first time as my new sex slave. She was dressed in an outfit that I had never seen before (Val has tried to hide her toys at home, but I have found where she keeps them). First I should say that Valerie can still stop traffic. At 5’4” and 118, she has great muscular legs, a wonderfully round ass, a thin waist topped by perfect 37-D breasts with over the shoulder brown hair. She looked stunning in a loose fitting, wrap-around blue blouse, which did not seem to have any buttons. It only seemed to tuck in to the very short black skirt that was made of a stretchy type of fabric like spandex. On her feet she wore a pair of 4 inch black pumps. She often wears high heels, but these where the tallest that I had ever seen on her, and of course, the leather hood.