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During the following days at work, it felt like everybody knew about what my boss was doing with my wife but no one was talking to ME about it. I later found out that this was my paranoia but at the time it felt really uncomfortable. My wife was at home with me Monday night she was exhausted and had spent all day slouching about watching TV. She went to bed early too telling me she had to make the most of getting some rest because she would be out fucking who knows who on a regular basis from now on. She wasn�t the slightest bit interested in discussing what had happened and said we had done all the talking that was necessary on Saturday. I got the message and backed down. She was out every evening for the rest of the week with my boss. She returned each night around midnight in a right state and refused to discuss it with me. She spent Saturday keeping herself to herself and then during the evening she told me that as I had been a good boy during my first week of being a cuckold husband and had not got in the way of her fucking 8 men in her first week of being a slutwife, my Boss had decided that I would be allowed to watch her make her first visit to Eric tomorrow. I asked her who Eric was, she smiled saying she had no idea who he was, all she knew was that my boss had ordered her to visit him and let him do whatever he wanted to her without question. She said she had been told it was some kind of test and my boss wanted her to pass with flying colors. Beyond that all she had was a time, a place and what to wear. I was listening but all I was thinking was about her having 8 guys in one week, she noticed my glassy eyed stare into space and added with that cruel tone she was beginning to get good at using, �Yes they all got there cocks sucked and YES! They all fucked my cunt and ass too.� Then she laughed �Oh hang on that�s not true one of them didn�t want my ass so he came in my throat instead, sorry darling you cant power a guy to fuck your ass if he doesn�t want to�. She went off giggling to herself enjoying her power over me and I was left to contemplate that with my cock growing in my pants.
Less than 5 minutes later she caught me wanking in the study and reprimanded me big time. I was made to take a cold shower, with my hands handcuffed behind my back, until my erection had subsided to a satisfactory state. Then she reappeared with the dreaded cock cage and started to put it on, but alas I started to get aroused again as her fingers touched me making it impossible to fit it on even my small dick. So she left me longer in the shower to get soft all over again. When the same thing happened the second time, she started to get annoyed and when she came back the third time she released my hands and made me put it on. I had been in the shower for about 25 minutes and I was more than a little cold. She allowed me to dry myself while she took the key to my cage and hid it who knows where. She then returned and made me kneel down in front of her on our bed and shave her cunt bare. It was one of the most erotic things I have ever experienced but my cock couldn�t get hard and throbbed with that awful wankers cramp ache you get when caged. As I slowly removed her pubes the cramp got worse and worse until the experience turned into a frustrating one but I knew better than to argue with her or allow myself to show my frustration. She crowned my torment by making me lick her cunt and clit to orgasm before drifting off to relax leaving me very high and unimaginably frustrated. I pulled the covers over her and made my way to my room feeling all worked up and wanting to scream. Instead I took a large Scotch and went to bed. If I had known then what our encounter the next day with Eric had in store, I would have takes the whole bottle.
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The next morning we traveled to Eric�s place dressed in our overcoats, we must have looked like a couple of gangsters except underneath the coats we both wore nothing but our shoes. It took over an hour to get there and I was relieved when we finally arrived that we hadn�t broken down or had to stop because that would have taken some explaining. Checking the address one more time my wife rang the doorbell. The door was opened by a scrawney balding guy in his late fifties. He was dressed in well worn clothes and looked greasy and unshaven. He beckoned us inside and told me to shut the door. He looked repulsive to me but my wife stepped into his hallway, threw her coat off behind her and dropped to her knees in front of him as if he was a Greek God. My wife bowed her head and spoke to him saying she hoped he would find her satisfactory and she had brought the offering with her as instructed. At which point I burst out laughing, not believing what she was saying. She shouted at me to shut up and remove my coat. I did just that, holding my breath and went and knelt behind her.
Eric told her to suck him, she unzipped him fished out his short thick cock in one action, taking him in as deep as he could go. Her face was pressed against his crotch as she took him all the way in. She looked up at him for approval but he just looked back down at her, his face expressionless, as he started to fuck her throat. She coughed and spluttered but didn�t shy away from trying to take him as deep as she could. Then he pulled out of her and told her to kneel down on all fours, he grabbed a collar from the side and slipped it around her neck, fastening it tightly. I watched and waited silently as he clipped a lead on to the collar. Then he lead her into a bedroom, off the hallway, on all fours like she was some kind of pet. He beckoned me to follow, which I did on my knees. The Bedroom was like none I had ever seen. In the centre of the room was a double bed with a divan which had about a dozen metal rings on it all around the base of the bed. It had a headboard with vertical metal bars and a metal pole was horizontally suspended, on chains, about a foot from the ceiling. Festooned around all the bedroom units was an incredible amount of equipment, most of which I didn�t recognize but amongst it, were leather straps of all shapes and sizes with metal rings and clips and buckles, quite a few vibrators, some rope, candles, gags, blindfolds. My mind was going crazy with anticipation, this guy was not to be messed with he had ALL the gear.
He knelt my wife upright as he fastened leather wrist and ankle restraints on her. My cock was twitching like mad in my ever tightening cock cage, she looked amazing in this gear, and I was already as horny as hell, infact I had been since I got caged the night before. Didn�t let it show though because I didn�t fancy being punished by someone who I didn�t know. Who knows what he might do. I couldn�t help but notice the size and shape of his cock, he wasn�t a lot longer than me but much MUCH thicker. He pulled my wife to her feet and clipped her ankle restraints to a spreader bar. He then pushed her over to a rail on the far wall and clipped both her wrists to it. This left her bending down with her ass in the air. Then he extended the length of the spreader bar driving her ankles apart until she was perched there in a totally helpless situation.
He looked over at me and told me to join them. I crawled over on my knees as her beckoned me to her ass crack, he told me to prepare her for him. I pulled her apart and started to push my tongue against her clit, at which point I felt a stick across my ass, which caused me to yelp out loud. I immediately pulled away as Eric chastised me, telling me I was to lick her ass hole only. I started to ask why then stopped myself, thinking better of it. Eric was quick to answer my question anyway and said cunts were for fisting. Shit! He was going to fist her, I knew right off she wouldn�t want him doing that to her. I found her puckered ass hole and started to wet it up with my tongue. I could feel the tension in her, she was obviously concerned about what had just been said, but any objections she might have had, she kept to herself.
My ass was still stinging from the unexpected attack, but the pain faded away as my arousal grew. I licked and probed at her pink asshole with as much enthusiasm as I could muster, I was still in a mental state of arousal even though my cock couldn�t get hard. Then suddenly, I was vulgarly pushed aside and watched as Eric shoved his short thick prick into my wife�s asshole. She gasped and groaned as he pressed hard into her until he was all the way in. Then he pulled straight back until he was almost out only to slam back into her. He was enjoying himself and said there really wasn�t anything to compare with a tight ass hole giving way to a hard prick. He fucked her hard as my wife groaned and yelped obviously not enjoying his assault. As he became more vigorous she was pushed harder and harder against her restraints and cried out as he got rougher and rougher. He smacked her ass and fucked her wildly my wife was now crying out on every stroke but not in a good way, and in just a few minutes he was groaning out his climax as he spurted deep inside her.
My wife sobbed and murmured as he pulled out of her, adding one final smack to her ass. He unfastened her wrist restraints, turned her around and pushed her to her knees. He pulled on her lead until she was right infront of his semi hard cock. She knelt there silently and opened her mouth as he pushed his spent cock between her lips. She sucked him for a while as he grabbed hold of her head and played with her mouth.
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